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htfanimevocagirl02 · 2 years

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Bat girls aesthetics/vibes

Barbara; librarian/book worm aesthetics, autumn aesthetic, proud nerdy girl, cat eyeglasses, classy, yellow colours, strong woman who don't take crap vibe, pretty goldfish red hair, kindergarten teacher vibe bc she babysits the batfam, apricot makeup, feminine style, is the scary girl boss friend you don't wanna mess with, motorcycle girl with hair flowing in the wind, leather jackets, has an infamous 'now you're gonna get it' grin when battling which everyone agrees it's scarier than joker's smile

Cassandra; black outfits, cute bob hairstyle like snow white, night vibes, loves colouring books, ballet, training, hot cocoa, ribbons, gymnastics, sanrio lover, slight gothic, cheerleader, plush toys, canopy bed, disney princess lover, is the most dangerous yet is the shy and precious one of the group that must be protected, can do amazing eyeliner bc of impressive stealth, the one who prob is always open to everything and likes to try things, a literal caring protectice wholesome angel

Stephanie; the fun clumsy wild and lazy girl, casual style, grape-purple colours, waffles addict, lunch time, midnight snacks, naps during the days, movies, your own hype friend vibe, the friend you don't ever want to depend something or someone on bc they reckless, the girl who always gets random bruises that even she doesn't know/remember how she got it, cannot stand silence or being bored, loves to tease her friends/family, doesn't take crap from boys tho, constantly snacking

(Extra--genderbend)

Fem!Damian; coquette girl, dark feminine, black sleeveless turtleneck, turquoise/coral pink colors, cottagecore?, poisonous tea, the pretty yet dangerous arabic princess, warm spicy sweet floral perfume, art girl, cat eyeliner, bougie, primadonna girl, doll faced, shabby chic?, has the most beautiful hair, has a pretty vanity, turret bedroom with a window seat where she sketches in her art book like a princess, arms always folded, is good at playing the wounded gazelle, always has a weapon around/with her

Fem!Dick; the sweet girl who loves to cuddle her family and friends bc she's full of love, circus/carnivals, tiffany blue colours, birds, loves the feeling of flying in the air, did aerobics/gymnastics at school, the girl who can't stand being alone, also 'whoa your sister is hot' vibe?, either wears mini skirts or sweatpants, the girl with the big rack and everyone bows to it, the big sister who's forced to suffer responsibilities and has a comfort childhood elephant toy, caring mom energy

Fem!Jason; motorcycle girl, red lipstick addict, cigarettes, proud bitch energy, ponytails, strong muscles, red colours, funnily a neat freak, lone she-wolf, a girl who can't bother to deal with crap vibe, dramatic girlboss, poems/literature lover, the innocent girl who suffered the most/deserved better, the girl who always making jokes at wrong times, leather jackets, gun in her jacket or strapped to her thigh belt under her skirt or dress, nurturing mom energy, the hot sister

Fem!Tim; Nerdy girl, comfy hoodies, coffee addict, yellow colors, all nighters, school work, minimalistic style, classic detective novels/supernatural lover, marshmallows addict, eyebag makeup, the girl who always puts logical and scientific facts into every topic or situation, walking encyclopedia, a couch potato you can always find her in the living room lying on the couch with her laptop, always has a handy camera by her, the 'shy yet cold/calculating and likes to manipulate people sadistically' one,

Fem!Bruce; Classic, feminine, Chanel, black outfits, pearls, the queen bee, the original beauty icon, suits n skirts, dazzling gowns, canopy bed, city at night time aesthetic, strong independent woman, heels, doe eyes, bouquets, floral laces, icy cold glare, chandeliers, bougie, doing a shopping haul while crowds of workers carry her bags and shoppings for her, everyone's first love, tete a tetes, cafes, has vintage cosmetics,

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golbrocklovely · 4 years

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give your heart a break // colby brock - chapter four: the change

A/N: as promised here is the next chapter! this chapter is a lot longer than the previous, and also includes a bunch of smut, which is probs what you guys are here for in a fwb story lol alrighty i hope you enjoy. let me know what you think. see yall later ;)

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taglist: @azurebrock , @daddydobrock , @colbyf-ingbrock , @cuddlingwithcolby , @absolute-randomness-forever , @lovelycolby , @codename-nyx , @sweetxplr , @absolutelynobodyposts

trigger warning: SMUT, cursing, partying, drinking, mentions of fighting

word count: 2352

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five months, three weeks, two days

The music thumped loudly off the walls of the house, making it hard to think. I was a couple drinks deep, feeling a nice buzz coursing through my veins.

I came to this party with Colby, Mike, and Kevin; all of whom have left me to go have fun with other people. I had circled the party twice trying to find them, finally landing on Mike and Kevin at the corner of the kitchen.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t my favorite losers. Where’s the third one?” I joked, walking up to them.

“I wouldn’t be so sure I’m the loser. Your boy toy has been trying to get with that all night.” Mike pointed out, his eyes glancing behind me.

I turned around to see Colby and a blonde girl dancing with each other. His hands rested on her hips as she swayed back and forth against him.

“Who’s that girl?” Kevin asked.

I exhaled. “Ashley.”

“You know her?” Mike questioned, an eyebrow raised.

“No… I just remember her.” I replied.

On rare occasions, Colby would bring a girl to pizza night, testing out the waters to see if she meshed well with our group. All of the girls he would bring never made it past one night, but Ashley did. But then all of a sudden, she stopped coming around. Apparently, she was an up-and-coming model who had just gotten a gig from some make-up brand and had to leave immediately.

I guess she just came back.

I remember how infatuated Colby was with her, how everything she did was attractive to him. He could never keep his hands off her. That’s still the case now.

“Are you okay, Zo?” Kevin mumbled, nudging me slightly.

I finally tore my gaze away from them. “Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Because your man is grinding up on another girl?” Mike argued.

I huffed. “One, Colby’s not my man. Secondly, he’s allowed to do whatever he wants. Third, we’re-”

“Just friends. We know, we know.” Mike shushed me, smirking.

I glanced back over at Colby, seeing him lean in to kiss Ashley, only for her to slide her finger up to his lips and stop him, shaking her head and walking away. Colby slowly followed behind her.

I spun back to Mike and Kevin. “Care to take some shots?”

The night moved on slowly, the party getting crazier with more and more people coming in. I kept my buzz going, not wanting to get too drunk but definitely not wanting to be sober.

When a spot opened up on the couch, I took it, relaxing back against the cushions. I scrolled through my phone slowly, not paying attention to anything else around me. I felt someone sit down next to me, poking me lightly.

“Hey Zoe?” Colby’s voice started.

I responded, not lifting my head. “Yeah Colbs?”

“Have you seen Ashley around? I went to get a drink five minutes ago and I haven’t seen her since.” He remarked.

“No. I don’t know where she is.” I mentioned.

A silence fell over us. I glanced at Colby who was playing with the rings on his fingers, his face a mixture of bored and mopey. I took a long swig from my drink.

“Are you really just gonna wait around until you find her again?” I nagged.

He sighed. “That’s the plan.”

My eyes searched the party that was happening in front of us, hoping to see Ashley so I could point her out to Colby. My eyes finally landed on her petite form… kissing another guy.

“Hate to break it to you, but she didn’t wait for you.” I stated, pointing at her.

Colby’s eyes followed my gaze and his whole demeanor switched. “What the fuck?”

He jumped up, rushing over to Ashley and the boy she was kissing. He shoved the boy back, breaking their kiss.

Shit, this isn’t gonna be good.

I followed suit, standing behind Colby as he exclaimed. “Brady, really?! What are you doing with her?”

“What? It’s not that big of a deal, bro. You two aren’t together.” Brady retorted.

Colby scoffed. “But you know how much I like her.”

“No, I know how much you want to fuck her. Besides, Ashley came on to me.” Brady stated smugly.

Colby’s head turned to Ashley. “Ashley, how could you? I thought we had something going on.”

“We did. But Brady’s better than you, in numbers and in size.” She jeered, smiling. “Also, I don’t want some lost puppy following me around like you’ve been all night.”

Brady shrugged. “Face it, dude. She’s just not that into you.”

“Shut the fuck up, Brady.” Colby barked, stepping up to him.

I grabbed Colby’s arm, pulling him away from Brady. “Okay, whoa. Alright, Colby. Back up. Let it go. He’s not worth it.”

Colby barely paid attention to me, stumbling back as I pushed him. “Fuck you, Brady. And fuck you too, Ashley.”

Brady began to step towards Colby. “C’mon Colby, let’s go!” I yelled.

I pulled him away by the sleeve of his jacket, yanking him into the nearest bathroom and locking the door.

As I spun to Colby, he was pacing around the bathroom angrily.

“Colby, what the fuck was that about?” I shouted.

“Literally all night Ashley has been teasing me, saying that she’s so happy to be back because she missed me. Before this party, she was texting me all this flirty shit and I thought we were gonna continue where we left off, but apparently, I’m not good enough!” He ranted.

I furrowed my brows. “So because she led you on, you were gonna fight Brady?”

“He knows I like… liked, her. And then he goes and does that shit to me? Fuck him. I was only friendly with him because Aryia thought he was cool, but no more.” Colby jeered.

I crossed my arms, stepping towards him. “I’ve never seen you this upset before, especially over some girl.”

“I’m not upset, I’m… frustrated.” Colby sat on the edge of the tub. “Like, all night she has been up on me and then the second I started to show it back, she backs off like it’s some kind of joke.”

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, you could go out there and hook up with literally any other girl.” I informed him sarcastically.

He huffed. “Yeah, I’m not doing that… even though I need to.”

Silence fell over the two of us, all that could be heard was the muffled music from outside. Something about the way his voice deepened on that word made a shiver run up my spine. A thought crossed my mind and before I could stop myself, I sauntered up to him and spoke.

“What do you need right now?”

His eyes followed the length of my body up towards my face, his eyes locking on mine. His face was hard to read. The way he stared made my body heat up instantly.

“You know what I need.” He murmured lowly.

I could hear my heartbeat in my throat as I replied. “Then let me be the one to help you.”

Colby stood up suddenly, his chest brushed against mine, causing my heart to skip. He gazed down at me as his hand lightly touched my own.

“Zoe… I don’t know if we should.” He admitted.

I bit my lip. “You’re the one that’s frustrated, not me.”

He exhaled, glancing away. “If we do this… there’s no going back.”

My arms slowly wrapped around his neck as I leaned my forehead against his.

His hands traced my body, stopping on my hips. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply.

“Fuck it.”

Colby latched his lips onto my neck, kissing slowly. He nibbled on the nape of my neck, a light sound escaping my lips. As he continued, he slowly backed me up until my body was against the wall. He pressed himself into me as my hands traveled down his torso. Pulling on his jacket, I began to slide it off his shoulders. His jacket dropped to the floor with a soft thump.

He pulled his face away from my neck, his cheek resting against mine. His hands glided down to my thighs, gripping them tightly and pulling them up to around his waist. My fingers traced up and down his chest, finding the first button of his shirt and undoing it slowly. He gazed at me through hooded eyes as I finished unbuttoning his shirt. He lifted me off the wall and carried me over to the counter, sitting me down.

My nails raked across his abs, biting my lip as I watched his muscles clench. He tugged at the bottom of my shirt, pealing it off my body quick. With his lips back on my neck, he began to kiss down towards my breasts. As he kissed the tops of them, his hand drifted up my thigh, going under my skirt and cupping my sex through my panties.

A whimper spilled from my lips at the sensation. Colby kissed back up towards my ear, stopping to nip at my collarbone. “You’re already wet.”

“Neck kisses turn me on.” I muttered.

He pulled away, a tiny smile on his face. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Colby buried his head back into my neck and chest, leaving kisses in his wake. I could feel his manhood grinding against my thigh. I smirked, guiding my hand to the button and zipper of his jeans, slowly undoing them and slipping my hand inside. I grasped him, feeling him twitch in my hand. A groan fell from his lips as I slid my hand into his boxers and started to stroke him.

He stopped all of his movements, just letting me play with him for a bit. I could feel him getting harder, precum beginning to leak from his tip. He clutched my wrist as he spoke. “I need you, Zo.”

The desperation and hunger in his voice made my clit throb, my panties getting more wet. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a condom, ripping the packaging open with his teeth. I shimmied my underwear down my legs, tossing it somewhere near his jacket.

Colby glanced into my eyes one final time as he lined himself up with my pussy, sliding in gently. We both let out deep moans of pleasure. We stayed still, letting each other get use to the feeling. After a moment, he began to thrust. I closed my eyes in pleasure, just feeling his shaft inside me. Colby’s hands gripped my waist and the counter, keeping his thrusts steady. Once I opened my eyes, I caught sight of his lips, needing them.

As I leaned in to kiss him, he backed off, stopping his movements.

“What’s wrong?” I asked breathlessly.

“I um…” He mumbled.

Colby looked everywhere but my eyes, something he almost never did. I suddenly realized what the problem was.

“You don’t want me to kiss you?” I stared at him, my eyes never leaving his face.

He didn’t react, his body remained still.

I asked again. “Why won’t you kiss me?”

He stayed quiet, but his eyes soon landed on mine. It was like the words were at the tip of his tongue but he couldn’t spit it out.

“If you can stick your cock in me, you can kiss me.” I sassed, rolling my eyes.

Colby let out a short breath, his eyes turning dark with lust again. “You have a dirty mouth.”

“Then kiss it.” I taunted.

We gazed into each other’s eyes, waiting for him to make the first move. Colby’s hand glided up from my hips to my face, cupping me softly as his thumb rubbed the apple of my cheek. He licked his lips hastily and pulled my face to his. Our lips finally connected. A light hum escaped my mouth from the contact.

His lips were soft and plump, like how I imagined them before. I bit his bottom lip gently, pulling him closer. I wrapped my legs around him as our kissing became more passionate. His tongue slipped into my mouth, my nails digging into his sides.

Colby pulled abruptly away, resting his forehead against mine. Staring into my eyes, he began to fuck me again. He grunted as his thrust picked up pace, my legs tightening their hold around his waist.

I couldn’t help the noises that spilled from my lips. He was hitting all of the right places inside me, making me a moaning mess.

My own body bucked against him, meeting his pace. Colby thrusted deeper as I gasped his name, unable to form any other words.

“You like this, don’t you?” He hissed into my ear.

I moaned. “Yeah.”

“You’ve wanted this for a long time, huh?” Colby bit my earlobe sensually.

“Uh huh.” I whined.

“My cock is making you feel this good.” He smirked.

I nodded shakily.

He grunted. “You feel so fucking good, Zoe.”

“Colby, go faster!” I whimpered.

His thrusts turned into slams as he sped up. My one hand gripped the mirror behind me while the other pulled at his hair. Colby’s teeth nipped at my neck, leaving love bites all over. His hands drifted up to my breasts, squeezing them tightly.

“Fuck you're gonna make me cum.” He groaned.

I uttered airily. “I’m so close, Colby.”

He dug his fingers into my hips, pounding into my cunt forcefully. I could feel my orgasm building up to its peak. I was unable to say anything other than his name, my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

With one last call of his name, I exploded in pleasure. I bucked wildly against him, moaning crazily as his high finally hit him too. He grunted darkly into my ear, his hips slamming into mine aggressively.

As both of our orgasms came to an end, we stared longingly into each other’s eyes. I leaned in lazily and kissed his lips softly. When I went to pull away, he kept me close, keeping our lips on each other longer.

<< CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 5 >>

#colby brock #colby brock fanfiction #colby brock fanfic #colby brock fic #colby brock smut #colby brock x oc #colby brock story #give your heart a break

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arathergrimreaper · 4 years

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4, 5, 6, 20 pls

4. What would you wear to the autumn market?

Well, black is always in season, but I would probably try to mix it with a fall color. A pretty burnt orange or dark red. Something a little warmer like a sweater or shawl but not overdoing it since weather here can either be freezing by fall or Summer 2: Electric Booglaoo. Boots, boots. My kingdom for boots, especially heeled ones. Really dig deep into the witch vibe. Hair probs down for the first time in ages and maybe a headband or a fun hat.

5. What would you wear to your wedding?

This one is trickier since I don't really ever see myself getting married. If I had to wear something, though...maybe one of those half tux/half dress thingamabobs? Like with the suit jacket and shirt but it has a skirt with a train and some sensible heels. Maybe ones that look like they have spats on? Don't think I would bother with a veil but maybe a nice, ornate bun with braids and butterfly pins in my hair? I'd probs go for a nontraditional color like scarlet or lavender too...

6. What would you wear to revel with witches?

Depending on what we're planning on doing, probably pajamas. Or jeans, Converse and a graphic tee. When you summoning and shit, you wanna be comfy. Especially if you have to run for it. Also makes it easier if you are planning on doing any work naked.

20. What would you wear to a Halloween Party?

My choice has been witches the last few years, but that's really not too different from how I normally dress since, again, I am a witch. Old school vampire, maybe. Cape to get hooked on stuff when I fly, white ruffles way too hard to clean of blood, fangs. Or something masquerade-like. Big ol poofy, black and silver dress and a sparkly animal mask to all distract from the fact I kicked my uncomfy shoes off and stuck them in my purse hours ago. Big hair. Way too much lipstick. The whole nine.

#anya says shit #thank you!

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bettycooperoutfitwatch · 5 years

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2x18 Chapter Thirty-One: A Night to Remember

Greetings. This episode was an absolute bitch to screencap, because everyone is dancing and there are high power stage lights going half the time.

Also I don’t think the costumes necessarily have anything interesting to say about Betty’s story.

But it does have a creep Jug.

BACKPACK.

It suits that in an episode in which they’re putting on a 70s-set play, Betty opens the show in a very 70s mustard sweater.

I would have assumed these low-tops were black, but these bright-ass theater lights tell us they are blue. Blue is much more Betty than black is.

Her Sue Snell look. The hair is very obviously Farah Fawcett-inspired. Are her earrings little Christmas trees?

These pants are so clearly vintage.

As we get into season 3, Betty will begin to wear flared denim silhouettes more frequently (a departure from her all-skinny-jeans-all-the-time lifestyle), so here’s a preview.

You can also see what looks like piping from mid-thigh to mid-shin—I think this is just a result of alterations. When you get vintage, you often need to do what you can to make it fit the actor.

The boots.

The ~drama~

This pink v-neck is of a style we’ve seen on Betty more times than I could possibly count. She wears her B pendant. The lighting is Peak Riverdale Promo Photo.

The denim skirt has some 70s vibe to it too—the zipper and ring-pull. Everyone’s really getting into the spirit.

The racing stripe on the back is unexpected, but nice.

This sweater is a little more interesting. It’s hard to tell on camera, but it’s neon green/yellow and gray, which is very fun!

Bathrobe. Notably not the bathrobe we saw in 212, but perhaps this is property of the Riverdale High drama dept.

I am interested in the fact that Chic wears a gray wool bomber jacket here. Betty has sometimes worn a similar jacket this season (see 212), and now we see one on Chic. This isn’t the first time we’ve seen Chic’s wardrobe emulate Betty’s: as I pointed out in 215 and 217 (and prob a bunch of other instances I didn’t pick up on), Chic seems to be emulating Betty’s wardrobe as a means to fit in with the Cooper family. Or, idk, maybe Alice is buying his clothes. Just a thing I noticed.

Summary: 3 Betty outfits, 1 Sue Snell costume = 4 outfits

Is Betty a River Vixen??: No, she’s an ac-tor.

That backpack?: BACKPACK

Best outfit: Neon green & gray sweater

#2x18 #s2 #riverdale #betty cooper outfit watch #betty cooper

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dongiovannitriumphant · 5 years

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I'm in love with 1920s clothing but only own one piece because originals (AND proper replicas) are few and far between and extremely expensive. As someone who dresses in vintage on the daily, do you have any tips on finding cheaper pieces without sacrificing authenticity ?

I feel you on 20s originals being expensive, I cry every day over amazing 20s pieces that I absolutely cannot have on my current budget OTL My general period tends to lean late 20s-mid40s for that reason, tho now that it’s summer I’m pulling out a lot of fin de siecle hot weather nonsense. In winter I get my more normal edwardian originals out because they’re hot n heavy nonsense and I won’t die just yet.

I am not entirely familiar with the women’s clothing, but I know for men I can scrounge up a pretty good 20s look with more recent pieces(60s/70s/80s even some non-replica modern stuff I have yet to replace) if I piece them right together, it’s all about knowing what shapes/colours/patterns/fit were in vogue, or having a general interwar vibe and then that one piece which will pull it all together(for 20s this is usually my sweatervests, collarless shirts and starched collars). For 20s my general vibes are getting some big colour in, knitwear is vogue, fitted&slimmer appearance of suits compared to later decades, vertical stripes and loads of accoutrements.

Here’s an early 20s look I attempted recently(sorry for looking massively uncomf I have no good pictures from this boat ride rip). A mix of originals(watch & chain, hat, glasses, collar, waistcoat(tho that one’s actually 10s but listen it’s valid)), more recent vintage(80s does 40s trousers, unknown shoes, 60s bowtie) and modern(suit jacket, collarless shirt(i desperately need sleeve garters rip))

Overall, I source pretty much all my clothes from charity shops, though I don’t find anything 98% of the time, the 2% is worth it. It’s mostly tenacity, honestly, and popping into one everytime I find a new one. Again, this is a question of training your eye not just for shapes but also fabrics, for example once you see old wool you will recognize it instantly. Also good practice to keep a tape measure with you at all times, you never know when you’ll find a charity shop.

Vintage shops are good for the community feel and for getting very iconic pieces(though I can’t afford them most of the time), it’s extremely worth it to familiarize yourself with the ones in the area and knowing what they generally get in/price points/knowledge base &etc I managed to purchase a waistcoat from 1850 at a discount due to being familiar w the owner, and she generally keeps an eye out for very small men’s clothing for me(I am of very edwardian stature in that regard..)

Honestly for 1920s originals are so hard to find, especially in usable condition for daily wear at any not absurd price, I’d really recommend getting somewhat familiar with sewing. I recently traced off the pattern of my much beloved and versatile 10s waistcoat and made another, as well as made myself a pair of puttees for bicycling & matching spats. It takes time, but it lends a lot of flexibility and fabric can also be found at charity shops(the waistcoat fabric I got from a fabric exchange spats & puttees from a charity shop wool skirt). In fact I’d highly recommend getting familiar with historical textiles in general to the period you’re wanting to wear/emulate, it won’t just help you acquire the right fabrics for your own replicas, it will also help you find possible originals & more recent pieces that can sub in for those.

I’m gonna tag in @tankerfraetgroedhoved cause she’s extremely good at mixing up her wardrobe for our interwar excursions and also works on a similarly shoe-string budget to me, she can prob give a good word on women’s 20s styles.

EDIT: I FORGOT JEWELRY, BUT JEWELRY IS A GREAT WAY TO ALSO DATE AN OUTFIT, and it’s generally easier + less expensive to find originals of for your desired period. If you’re doing a general 1920s silhouette paired w the right/original accoutrements, it’ll do wonders for the whole look. Also it’s fun!

#this got really long im sorry aaa #long post #i hope this helps???#I've been doing this for a couple of years now and it's very slow going #but it's good im very happy with where my wardrobe has gotten to now #mothlightfilm

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firstofall-howdareyou · 5 years

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fav tessa outfit: that plaid blazer + graphic tee from the leafs game where they were glowing OR that beige skirt + leather jacket combo from that one raptors game fav scott outfit: prob his bday suit but since i’ll sadly never get to actually see that, either the tux from cwof OR pretty much anytime he wears that denim shirt

That outfit from when they met drake outsold. She looked 🔥

And yes pls Scott wear the chambray to every ~nice event. Work work fashion baby

#anon asks

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seojvns · 5 years

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everything you didn’t care to know about seojun yoon.

basic statistics.

full name: seojun yoon.

nickname: jun, junnie, seo.

how'd they get it?: they’re just... variations of his name...

age: twenty one.

date of birth: april 27th.

zodiac: taurus.

gender: male.

sexual orientation: pansexual.

when did they realize this?: around the age he started being interested in people. it’s never been something he’s struggled with, it’s jus how things were/are.

nationality: american.

hometown: daejeon, south korea.

current residence: cortland, wisconsin.

occupation: freelance photographer.

for how long?: umm, probably since high school?? he started out doing it for free, to build his resume, and over time he began building it into something he could actually make money from. not much, but !! getting paid for doing something he loves?? really couldn’t ask for more than that.

do they like his/her job?: obvs!!! does he wish he could have a lot more clients?? ya, but he’s patient and he’s got the time.

salary: mm, depends on the job but probably anywhere from $150-250/job.

family.

any significant ancestors?: ummmm, no.

grandparents (describe relationship): he was really close to his grandmother, on his mom’s side, who passed away a few years ago. he’s close to his grandfather from that side too, but he’s a bit old fashioned in his views and sometimes conversations are... not really something he can take much from. but he likes his company, and overall they have a good relationship. his grandparents on his father’s side both died before he really got a chance to even know them.

aunts/uncles (describe relationship): there’s definitely a distance. when he was younger, he’d see more of them, and his cousins too, but as he grew up... it became less of a tradition his parents and his aunts/uncles bothered to keep up with. he sees them at family gatherings, usually around holidays, but that’s about it.

parents (describe relationship): there’s a lot of distance between him and his parents. his father’s always been distant, even at a young age he wasn’t very invested in seojun. but he’d buy him things, assuming that was a decent enough way to show his ‘love,’ but it only made seojun resentful of the money he tried to use in an attempt to get out of actually caring or showing interest. his mother, on the other hand, cared. but only when he was young. from the time he was adopted, at age five, until about eleven. after that she became more disinterested in him. she also started nitpicking him a lot?? like no snacks, finding a poem and critiquing it, etc. support wasn’t something he was given, which is why he’s become such a desperate lil people pleaser.

are they still together?: yes, yep.

what is the character's family life like: it was really lonely growing up, cause even if everyone was home they’d all be off doing their own things. usually seojun was in his room writing, or out exploring and taking photos. he probably would’ve found his way to his hobbies regardless, but their neglect definitely encouraged him to explore them in a way he might not have done much sooner.

what does their family love most about them?: hmm, probably his manners. he’s a good boy and he’d never embarrass them or anything when they drag him to events or parties, so, yeah!

hate?: they see him as too shy, and lacking of a personality, but really that’s just because they’ve kind of made him feel like he should just keep quiet and do what he’s told :/ and that’s exactly what he does.

does the family have a specific set of values?: his parents are very much the type of people who want everything to look perfect on the outside, and not care much about how they actually are on the inside.

what would their family be described like by another person?: reserved, well put together, successful.

have they ever had any pets?: he did! he had a dog, a samoyed, which he got from his parents for his seventh birthday. his name was ghost,, original, i know!

what happened to them?: he died a few years ago :/ it was a rly rough time for jun, who basically had him throughout his entire childhood.

relationships.

are they a virgin?: umm, nope.

how did they lose it?: i’m embarrassed just thinkin abt it.

have they ever cheated on a partner?: never would he ever!!!

has a partner ever cheated on them?: probably.

how did they react?: better question - did he ever find out? doubtful.

who was their first crush?: hard to say :/ he gets a new crush everyday :/

are they in any kind of romantic relationship?: no!!

how serious/relaxed is it?: hmph.

describe the relationship with their current partner: this is... pointless...

how did they meet?: why ask so many questions based on the POTENTIAL of him bein in a relationship...

who made the first move?: prob not seojun in any situation ... he’s not very bold

how does your character truly feel about their partner?: this.... is so redundant...

when did they realize this?: thank u, next!

who is your characters closest friend?: minnie uwu

how did they meet?: umm they’ve been bffs for as long as seojun can remember okay!!! so how they met is just one of those things he doesn’t... rly remember bc it feels like he’s known her his WHOLE entire life, u know??

why do they get along so well?: because they’re both cute and soft and they just vibe together well ok,, why question these things?? there’s been so many late nights up talking about anything n everything, so many heartbreaks that she’s been there for, so many adventures they’ve had n have yet to have... she’s his other half!!! <333

describe relationship with any other significant friends: adrian’s one of the most important ppl to him ?? like ever?? cause he’s jun’s best friend but also a lot more than that. even though they can’t seem to get things right, he’s always gonna have feels for adrian. kian......... gross where do i even begin!!!! seojun would literally die for kian. he’s more than his roomie ok seojun’s so disgustingly attached that no matter what kian did he’d never leave his side lmao #dedicated. jiwon is who seojun would be if he could choose his life sjfsfks she’s jus so,, uwu perfect n everything he aspires to be. he LUVS her even tho she can lowkey be a lil scary?? not in like a way that he’s legit scared but like... she can be intimidating a lil bit. rt if u agree

favorites.

favorite foods: sushi, korean fried chicken, fries.

least favorite food: black licorice, celery.

favorite colors: pale yellow and light pink.

least favorite color: whatever the fuck u call the color blue that tumblr chose for the new bg color fksdjfs

music: pop, r&b.

literature: mysteries!!

smell: honeysuckles, bonfires, fresh bread.

feeling: affection uwu

season: autumn.

pets: dogs, but... he loves cats too :/

place: hmm, he’s really drawn to the woods?? like when he was younger he’d go into the woods with his camera and a book and just spend all fucking day out there. there’s something really peaceful about it ?? and there’s just so much to experience... the woods jus make him soft, k??

favorite sport(s): huh

possession this character values most: his camera!!!!!!!! his journals filled with poems about everyone he knows.

why is it so important to them?: um, his camera is p obvious?? his poetry filled journals, well, that’s p obvious too. he doesn’t want to forget how he felt in the moments where he was inspired to write whatever he wrote.

physical characteristics.

height: 5′8′‘.

weight: 130 lbs.

body build: slim.

eye color: brown.

glasses or contact lenses?: contact lenses, but sometimes he’ll wear his glasses when he’s feelin’ lazy.

hair color: naturally it’s black, but he prob keeps it either light pink or blond.

scent: tbh idk what to answer for this, describing someone’s natural scent... hard.

voice: he’s got a soft voice :/

mannerisms: says ‘um’ and ‘uh’ too much, whining about nothing, watching anything/everything with subtitles, turns the tab on a soda can sideways.

style: comfy clothing mostly?? like loose fitting tops and form fitting bottoms.

how do they walk?: like a fucking model tbh???

what are their nervous tics: he’s blushing 99% of the time tbh,, nose scrunches, averting his gaze

usual body posture: umm, i’d say he’s got p good posture?? idk,,

preferred clothing.

underwear: boxer briefs babey!

shirts: loose!! t-shirts, flannels, hoodies. anything oversized.

pants: usually black jeans, like, 9 times out of 10.

skirts: nah.

jackets: more oversized shit.

shoes: prob jus black boots?

accessories: earrings, rings, make up. make up isn’t an accessory rly but i dunno where else to put that so yayuh that’s a thing.

formal wear: umm he’s a classic black suit kinda guy, prob w a bowtie, idk.

sleeping wear: t-shirts and boxer briefs,, do ppl ... actually have real pajamas? like in real life?

swimming wear: swim trunks ig?? weird question but ok.

intellectual/mental/personality attributes and attitudes.

did they go to school?: ya, duh.

where?: west bridge!!!

what did they learn?: he’s studying photography :-)

what were their grades like?: uh, they’re alright... could be better... he wants to do better but his focus is usually just... anywhere but where it should be. so he procrastinates, and turns in things late a lot, and still is trying to do better.

native language: korean.

do they know any other languages?: english.

how smart are they?: not... very... both book smart and street smart.

what is their strengths?: creativity, generosity, compassion.

weaknesses?: time management, insecurity, awareness.

character's short-term goals in life: don’t go to jail, pass all classes.

character's long-term goals in life: have a lil photography studio and live happily ever after uwu

how does your character see themselves?: umm, he’s self aware enough to know that he’s kind of sheepish?? he feels like he’s probably awkward in,, so many situations, rip, but he tries his best to not be too weird skfjs

how does your character believe they are perceived by others?: as a soft boy who wants to be everyone’s friend?? hopefully??

how self-confident is your character?: UM LOL NOT AT ALL

what makes their self-confidence waver?: everything,, he just never feels like he’s good enough?? prob because of his mom’s nitpicking, his parents’ lack of interest generally, and the fact that he just has a low self esteem overall.

what would embarrass your character the most?: being put on the spot about anything, having too much attention, falling for someone who doesn’t like him.

how does your character feel about love: he!! loves love!!! he rly thinks that there’s someone out there for everyone... maybe not in a ~soulmates~ sense, but he thinks that companionship is a big part of happiness.

about crime: he doesn’t commit crimes... often... but if he does it’s because he can be talked into almost anything.

people of a different sexuality?: loves everyone, thanks.

different nationality/race?: loves everyone, thanks.

how does your character show affection/love?: listening to them n remembering things they’re told, hand holding, doing literally anything they ask.

how does your character handle grief? not well. especially in the case of manon, which has left him with a terrible sleeping pattern and the heavy feeling of guilt.

what are they like when they cry?: prob like really dramatic,, like cry a lot while curled up in his bed under the covers kinda cry.

what can make them cry?: betrayal, loss, anxiousness, stress.

how does your character handle physical pain?: not well, he probably whines a lot and pouts even more.

emotional pain?: even worse. he’s so forgiving that even if someone hurt him emotionally, he’d forgive them, but he’d probably be lowkey sad (but in a self blame kind of way) about it for awhile.

is your character typically a leader or a follower?: big time follower.

what kind of energy level does your character typically display?: soft, upbeat,

describe their sense of humor: prob either lame or softly sarcastic.

hobbies: takin pics, writing poems, making playlists for people that’ll never hear them, watching shows instead of studying.

talents: ...takin pics, writing poems, making playlists for people that’ll never hear them...

extremely unskilled at: focusing! and sports.

if any, what musical instruments can they play?: piano :-)

emotional characteristics.

how does the character relate to others?: through soft interactions and deep conversations. he’s pretty honest and open, so if someone asks him something, or even just talks to him, chances are he’s being as open with them as he would be with his close friends.

how does the character deal with anger?: not well, but when he’s angry, he’s usually more upset than angry? and he wants to resolve things as quickly as possible, otherwise he’s stressed abt it until it’s fixed.

with sadness?: listens to sad music and cries in the shower. drama queen.

with conflict?: he’s always the first to apologize.

with change?: he’s actually pretty adaptable for the most part?? but if it were like a major change, maybe not as good.

with loss?: ummm, could be better!! probably gets a lil distant when he’s dealing with a loss.

what does your character want out of life?: happiness :/

what would your character like to change in his/her life?: the whole manon thing JFKLSF

what motivates your character?: his future, or at least the ideal future he has in mind for himself.

what frightens your character?: the fact that they could get caught for covering up a murder perhaps??? terrifying.

are they afraid of the dark?: ...yes, but he acts like he isn’t cause he’s embarrassed.

death?: not really?? like he doesn’t WANT to die or anything, but he’s not afraid of death.

what makes your character happy?: listening to good music, giving people things that make him think of them, the photo editing process.

sad?: being alone, the fact that his parents never care to check up on him, films where the main couple doesn’t end up together.

angry?: people being rude to his friends, being lied to, unnecessarily passive aggressive people.

aroused?: neck kisses, being called baby, someone who’s rly direct and just kind of... does what they want skjfsl

annoyed?: people who speak over other people.

guilty?: covering up a potential murder, turning things in late, lying.

is your character judgmental of others?: no. even if he doesn’t agree with their opinions/things they do he still tries to refrain from judgment.

is your character generous or stingy?: generous af.

is your character generally polite or rude?: polite!! angel boy.

optimistic or pessimistic?: optimistic.

introvert or extrovert?: lil bit of both??

daredevil or cautious?: cautious.

logical or emotional?: emotional lmao.

disorderly and messy or methodical and neat?: he thinks he’s methodical and neat but he’s actually disorderly and messy.

would they rather be working or relaxing?: working, even though he thinks he’d rather be chillin he’s kind of terrible at doing nothing.

how do they feel about animals?: um... he loves them?? he’s the kind of person that’d accidentally let a raccoon in his house and let it stay.

what is their best quality?: his sincerity.

what is their biggest flaw?: how trusting he is.

#sjflskf what do i even tag this as #about.#u kno those myspace surveys ppl used to do #like in bulletin boards?#that's kinda what this felt like #v relaxing

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spicecapadespresentedbyps · 7 years

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What is the average low, average, and high cost of a skating costume? And/all interesting things of mention that might pertain therein?

Skating costumes early in your career tend to be much less expensive, in the $200-$1000 range, depending on if they’re custom made, what fabric is used, how complicated the design is, and amount of beading. Younger skaters often buy gently used costumes at club-sponsored sales, because they grow so fast.

Olympic/World-class skater’s costumes range from $1000-$5000 each, depending on what designer, how complicated the construction of the costume is (fabric, mesh, weird design etc). and of course, how much beading. So, skaters are dropping about $10,000-$15,000 USD on costumes for every season (gotta have that exhibition outfit too!)

Designers often work with skaters to create a costume. After listening to the music, they sketch a few designs. Every skater has preferences (separate pieces, body suit, skirt fabric, sleeves, no sleeves, gloves etc). and costumes are constructed to fit exact proportions with seams that are reinforced to be flexible AND especially durable.

Sometimes a designer is NOT the person/team that actually sews your costume, so if they have a team of stitches, your costume is going to be more expensive.

Here’s an article from the last Olympics that talks about costumes and has an interview with one of the popular designers.

Fun Costume Facts (A Lot are Ignored by Ficcers):

There are actually ISU regulations regarding costumes. And you can lose points for violating them. I wrote a post about them here. (Memo: Yuuri and Victor must be much more clothed than they often appear in some writers descriptions. Yurio couldn’t wear his exhibition outfit for a competition).

Almost all mesh is LINED to prevent it from warping and stretching when it is professionally cleaned. Men sometimes get away without it, but tend to have it anyway…it’s COLD out there. So, no, Yuuri probs doesn’t actually have his skin showing under that Eros mesh…but he might.

Men wear dance belts under their costumes to support/secure their junk. None of the male characters are going totally commando under their costumes, regardless of what you want to happen afterwards. Women are wearing tights, but often wear no underwear (or a thong), because the panty line would show and they have “bras” built into the costumes.

Skating costumes can get wet (almost all bases are waterproof material due to those falls) but they aren’t machine washable because of the beading. Beading is applied BY HAND. And most of the money is going to the time spent by the designer/stitchers laying down your crystals. If they are Swarovski rhinestones, you are racking up a huge bill (i.e. probably Victor).

The warm-up jackets are used to keep the skaters muscles warm, since it’s bad for you to warm up, skate and then let your muscles “get stiff” and “be cold” suddenly. But they jackets are ALSO used to protect their costumes. It’s why you rarely see a skater walking around without one at a competition before or after they leave the ice. Smelly sweat is easy to clean out…stains…not so much. Also: you really wanna have to have those rhinestones replaced?

Exhibition costume aren’t always made by designers and skaters often wear old costumes or put something together themselves that fits the routine, depending on what they are skating to.

Gloves used to be frowned upon and considered ugly because they ruin the line of your hand (and they do and they are). They became more common with the advent of the CoP because elements with blade-grabbing earned more points.

Hope that helps!

#yoi #yuri on ice #victor nikiforov #yuuri katsuki #fic help #askthespicecapades #all the rhinestones

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salty-dracon · 7 years

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SECRET Agents: A New Generation- Visit to Monte

The now adult Allie, Jake and Kat take their teenage kids Arthur and Julien to Monte, Colorado to meet a pair of old friends.

“Julien, can you ring the doorbell?“ Jake shouted.

“No prob.“ Julien jumped out of the taxi and ran to the front door. They pressed their finger against the doorbell. It made a small buzzing sound. A few seconds later, the door opened. The person now standing in front of them was a woman taller than most of the men Julien had met. She had long, straight reddish-brown hair and wore a blouse and skirt.

“Lumi!“ Jake shouted.

“Jake!“ The woman, apparently Lumi, waved to Jake. “Do you need help?“

“We’re good.“ Kat lifted two suitcases out of the trunk with her hands and dropped them on the ground.

Allie ran up to Lumi and embraced her. “Lu, it’s been so long! How long’s it been?”

“Two years?“

“Two years! Oh my god, where’s Bridget?!“

“Bridget’s still at work. She’ll be back in the evening though. She wanted to ask you what type of cake the kids like.“

“Chocolate!“ Julien exclaimed without missing a beat.

“Chocolate it is, then.“

Kat dragged two suitcases into the house. “Lumi. I don’t remember much, but we met back in high school, right?”

“Yeah. I think we’ve met once or twice.“

“Nice to meet you again, then.“ Kat shook Lumi’s hand, then carried the suitcases upstairs.

Arthur shyly approached Aunt Lumi. She was tall and intimidating, but certainly not rude or mean. He decided to hold off on asking about Aunt Bridget; Lumi seemed to have her hands full.

“Arthur and Julien, right?“ Lumi asked. “Can I get you a snack or anything to drink? We’ve got cookies, candy, orange juice... You two look thirsty, one moment.“ Lumi poked the center area of the dining room table. Arthur watched as it lit up into a hologram displaying a number of buttons. Lumi pressed a button labeled “water” twice and hit “send”. A few seconds later, a tray-shaped robot floated from one end of the house, carrying two glasses of water.

“You’ve certainly been doing well for yourself.“ Jake stared at the hologram as it closed itself.

“Oh, this? It’s just a little something we bought. We get a lot of businesspeople over.“ She picked up the traybot. “Here you two go.“

“Cool.“ Arthur took one glass of water and Julien took the other. Lumi gently set the robot down in midair. It floated back to the area of the house it came from.

“So, when’s Aunt Bridget gonna be home?“ Julien asked.

“Well, if she’s stopping to grab you guys cake, I imagine she won’t be back for a few hours. Come on, I’ll show you around.“ Lumi motioned for them to follow her upstairs.

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“Aunt Bridget’s really pretty.“ Arthur pointed to pictures along the staircase while Julien looked on. “I think that’s her.“ He pointed to a picture of a young Chinese woman with red hair wearing a pink and golden dress.

“She is.“ Julien pointed to another one, where the same young woman and Aunt Lumi wore matching white dresses and held bouquets. “Were they bridesmaids?“

“I kinda thought they were married,“ Arthur said.

“Look, Aunt Bridget even had a goth phase.“ Julien laughed as they pointed to another picture of Bridget wearing a leather jacket. “She looks so cool.“

“Brid claims she looks better in white.“ Lumi walked up to them, and smiled when she saw them observing the pictures.

“Aunt Lumi?“ Arthur asked. “Are you and Brid married?“

“I wish.“ Lumi sighed softly. “It’s... complicated.“

“How so?“ Julien asked.

“She’s very sweet. She’s been my absolute best friend since we moved in together. We work in different places, but we’ve done everything else together. I wouldn’t mind spending the rest of my life with her. Because I love her, I really do. And she loves me too. She keeps telling me how much she loves me. But... she says now’s not the time to get married.“

“So what’s going on?“

“She’s... she just got a promotion at her workplace. She was so happy when she told me, but ever since then... she’s just been spending long hours doing god knows what. Then she just comes back home and she’s too tired to do anything. I even rented a movie for us, that she’s been waiting to see for months, and she just... fell asleep during that. I keep asking her why she works such crazy overtime, but she says it’ll be worth it. But... when? Sometimes, I feel like she’s just avoiding me.“

“I’m sure it’s not like that.“ Arthur embraced Aunt Lumi. “I’m sure Aunt Bridget cares about you.“

“Well, I got her to take the next few days off. Just for your visit. It’s... really about you guys, but I think it’ll be good to see her take some time off.“

“Yeah.“ Julien smiled.

The doorbell buzzed. Lumi rushed down the steps and opened the door. A woman stood there, holding a cake. She was an exact likeness of the woman in the pictures, except wearing glasses and a business suit.

“Welcome home, baby.“ Lumi gave Brid a quick peck on the cheek. “Come on, everyone’s upstairs.“

Brid nodded wordlessly and left the cake on the counter. She rushed upstairs after Lumi. Arthur and Julien followed.

After greetings were exchanged between the adults, Bridget introduced herself to Arthur and Julien.

“My dad talks so much about you,“ Julien said. “He says you’re the smartest person he knows.“

“Oh, that’s an overstatement. I’m just-“

“He says that you could tutor me in math.“ Arthur said. “You’ve gotten perfect scores on almost every standardized test you’ve ever done.“

“Standardized tests aren’t good measures of-“

“Go ahead.“ Lumi kissed Brid’s temple. “Just brag to them. You’re the smartest person they know.“

“Well,“ Bridget said, “perhaps I was the only one to score a perfect 1600 on my SATs in my class. But your parents talk so much about you, too. Arthur, right?“ Bridget turned to Arthur.

“Yeah?“

“You’re mother’s told me so much about your passion for history. Your model plane collection’s attracted attention from even the news, I’ve heard.“

“Yeah.“ Arthur blushed. “Funny story about that... “

“About how the army contacted you after they learned about your collection? Your mother told me. You know the army contacted me after I scored a 95 on my ASVAB?“

“That’s insane!“ Julien exclaimed.

“And your father’s told me how good of a speech writer you are, Julien.“ Bridget beamed. “He said you’ve done more than your fair share of work for some speeches for clubs you’re not even in. I hope you’re taking credit for all of the work you’re doing.“

“I am. Don’t worry.“

“Well, it’s-“ Brid was interrupted by her phone buzzing. She picked it up. “I have to take this.“ She quietly stood up and walked to another room. “This is Bridget Shao. Hi, Morgan.... Yes, I am... “

Arthur watched her pace in another room as Morgan spoke.

“That’s not possible. I’m entertaining guests for the next four days... That work can easily be shifted to someone else... Listen, my- this is more important to me right now... While I respect you as my supervisor, I also expect you to honor any time off I take. You know I don’t take time off for arbitrary reasons... Listen, nothing you could possibly offer me could ever make me. I’m meeting my best friends’ children for the first time! How could I... I said no, Morgan. Seriously... Like I said before, I expect you to honor the time off I take... Bye.“

“Morgan?“ Lumi asked, with a hint of concern in her voice.

“Yeah. I told her I’d be taking four days off for you guys, repeatedly, even the boss knows, and she still has the audacity to ask me to do busy work. Said he’d put in a good word for me, since the boss was thinking of promoting me again. Like she would.“

“Aww.“ Lumi sighed. “She probably thought she could pile some more on you. Glad you shoved her off.“

“Yeah.“ Brid sighed. “I’m glad.” After a few seconds of awkward silence, she left the room completely.

When Brid left. Lumi sighed and wiped away a tear in her eye.

“What’s wrong?“ Arthur asked.

Lumi held her head down. “She said she doesn’t take time off for arbitrary reasons. I’ve asked her time and time again, and she says no, we can’t go out for our anniversary, we can’t watch a movie, we can’t go to New York for a weekend. Is... is that all I am to her? An arbitrary reason? A proposer of arbitrary reasons?“

“I’m sure she didn’t mean that!“ Julien exclaimed. “She was probably just angry.“

“But seriously.“ Lumi flopped back on the bed. “This is how she’s always been. Work is always more important than anything else. I’ve watched her work herself to the point of a mental breakdown, and she still says that it’s more important than her health.“

#secretagents

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sabraeal · 7 years

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"It's either this or you sleep in the tub."/"Alright. Get up here." - just one piece will dooooo, bruh (ObiYuki probs)

Zen is the first.

“It looms like the Sword of Damocles,” he mutters. “I just have to get it over with.”

A week after the auction, he and Coco – her name is legally Coco; Obi will never get over rich people – spend an evening at Mohegan Sun. He’s tight lipped on the details, but doesn’t skimp as far as Obi can see: a limo picks them up, Zen is dressed to the nines and holding tickets to some concert.

“Really going all out, huh, chief?” he drawls, watching as Zen buttons and unbuttons his suit jacket, posing with a dramatic hip-pop in the hall mirror. He could be out of whatever catalog rich people order their clothes from.

Do rich people order their clothes from catalogs? A mystery.

Zen sniffs. “I do have a reputation to keep.”

Kiki looks up from her laptop. “With who? Delta Nu?”

He grimaces. “You know. People. Expectations.”

“The last time I heard anything about your reputation, it was that you were expected to not have a date at prom.”

“Don’t. Help.” Zen grounds out. Obi draws blood trying not to laugh.

Mitsuhide waits until after finals. “It’d be a fun way to relax,” he says, looking the least relaxed Obi’s ever seen him.

Kiki’s mouth curves into the slightest of smiles. “Sounds like fun.”

Mitsuhide looks like he’s going to collapse from relief. “I-I thought we might go to Boston. Since there’s nothing out here, really.”

Her mouth parts, showing a flash of teeth. Obi feels a flash of concern for the Big Guy. It’s the same sort of look prey items see before their neck snaps. “Let’s make a day of it. I’ll handle accommodations.”

“But I’m –”

“You’re planning everything else,” she says smoothly, as if she’s practiced. “I can get this. One night?”

Obi hears the spring of a trap when Mitsuhide says, “Yes.”

They leave Saturday morning. Kiki is wearing a skirt.

“Be safe, kids,” Obi calls out when he hears the door open.

“Don’t worry,” Kiki calls back wryly. “I packed plenty of condoms.”

The door’s too thick to hear Mitsuhide’s response. He’ll have to ask about it tomorrow.

They come back on Tuesday. Kiki is wearing a Canadien’s jersey five times too large for her.

She’s also holding Mitsuhide’s hand.

“I should take notes,” Obi teases when she walks past. She stops, gives him a long, considering look that makes goosebumps breakout over his skin.

“You should,” she says, thoughtful.

Obi knows what Zen means about the sword of Damocles. Whatever that was will be hanging over his neck for the next forever.

Summer’s almost ended when Kiki approaches him.

“You know money is exchanged for goods and services,” she says, apropos to nothing.

He’s halfway into his closet, trying to dig out his swim trunks – if he’s not going to use them at Lyrias, when is he going to use them? – and his laugh echoes in the corners. “I think between the two of us, Ms Kiki, you are not the one to lecture me on how money works.”

She’s silent a moment. “Shirayuki paid for a date.”

“No,” he says slowly, finding it balled up behind his dress shoes. “She paid for you guys to get good beer for Rush Week. It just so happens that I was who she bid on.”

Kiki grunts, disgruntled. “You should do it. I’m sure she’d like the excuse to spend some time with you.”

“She’ll be spending all her time with me in Lyrias.”

“I think she’d like an excuse to…be away,” Kiki tries again, her tone carefully removed. He sits back on his legs, and she shoots a pointed glance down the hall. Toward Zen’s room.

The chief has been…clingy isn’t the right word.

Overbearing.

“Yeah, okay,” he says finally. “I guess you got a point.”

“Why don’t you go to the city?” she suggests after a moment. “It’ll be your last chance for a while.”

“Yeah.” He nods. “That’s a good idea.”

“I know.” She waits until he’s poked his head back in the closet to say, “You should make a day of it. I can handle your rooms, if you like.”

“That’s not –”

“I insist.” Her tone leaves little room for argument. “I’d like to treat you both. As a gift.”

His instinct is to ask what her game is, just what she thinks she’ll be getting from all this – but he tamps down on it. These are his friends. They care about him. He’s got to remember that.

“Thanks,” he says instead. “That’d be nice.”

“Great.” He looks back, and she’s actually smiling. “I’ll handle it.”

He’s buried in the back of the Cherokee, trying to figure out a way to hang his shirt that doesn’t have it settle on the floor, getting creases and shit – ah, fuck being so tall – when a shadow falls over him.

“I thought you said you were wearing a tie,“ Shirayuki says, so abrupt he whacks his head on the roof.

Wow, yep. Good thing this is a fake date, because he’s doing so good thus far. Haven’t even left the driveway and already he’s halfway to concussed.

“Oh!” she yelps, diving toward him as he ducks out, her small hands coming to cradle his head. “I’m sorry, I didn’t – oh, let me look at it, Obi! It looks like it hurt.”

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he assures her, but he’s only a good guy, not a great guy, so when she sinks her hands into the bristle of his hair, seeking out where he’s bruised – well, it feels nice. There’s no real reason to stop her.

Of course, that’s when he realizes what she’s wearing.

“Oh,” he breathes, though he doesn’t know how. he’s used to seeing her in floaty boho dresses, but now she’s in this retro sundress, blue and white polka dots and – “Wow.”

She stills, her whole body pressed along the length of his to reach his bowed head. It looks a little ridiculous, her crisp cotton polka dots next to the ribbing of his tank top, like something out of greaser movie. A nervous giggle bubbles out of her, but she doesn’t step back, just continues to inspect him for damage.

“Ah, yeah,” she hums shyly, “you said you were wearing a tie, so I um…feel overdressed.”

“N-no, I, um.” He steps away now. She can’t be that close to him, looking so cute and wholesome. It makes him want to…rumple her. “I am. It’s just hot, and the Cherokee’s air is busted, so…”

“Oh!” She nods, emphatic. “All right! I was just going to ask if I should change, but –”

“Aw, c’mon, Doc.” He gives her a grin, winking at her behind his sunglasses. “Don’t go changing, I like you the way you –”

“Right,” she sighs, stomping around to the other side of the car. “I’m picking the music.”

“Aw, c’mon –”

“The rules are simple,” comes her muffled voice. “Lame music jokes lose you privileges.”

“But –”

“Do you want me to get Kiki?”

The drive to Boston from the valley takes two hours, but with her it passes like nothing.

He’s shrugging on his button-up in the parking garage, when she finally realizes where they are.

“We’re going to the aquarium?”

If it was anyone else, that would be incredulous, petulant, but with her, it’s – elated. She’s excited. He looks up as he tucks in his tails, and she’s got her hands clasped in front of her chest, all starry-eyed, and he –

Oh, wow, he just…he has a real problem here. “You been yet?”

He knows the answer, but it gives them something to talk about while he rolls up his sleeves, gives him something to think about other than opening up the Cherokee’s hatch and showing her what kind of things he usually does with girls.

“No!” She’s breathless. Good, now they match. “But Garrack says it’s laid out well. You can mostly follow the evolution of vertebrates, as long as you don’t mind that they can’t, you know, get a coelacanth.”

“Is there an aquarium that has one?” he teases, tightening his tie. “Someone page Dr Erdmann –”

“Oh, hush,” she says, slender fingers wrapping around his forearm. Her fingers a pleasantly cool against his skin, even in the dead of summer. “Come on, I want to see the penguins first.”

“Aren’t they the most derived –?”

“Did I pay extra for teasing?” she laughs, dragging him behind her. “Is that why you’re so expensive?”

“We’ve been over this,” he says, ignoring the sound of his heart pounding in his ears. “It’s because I put out.”

He lets her lead, dragging him from the penguins to her one-woman tour of vertebrate evolution – complete with commentary about how the tanks could be laid out in a more logical manner – but they end up, as he always knew they would, at the ocean tank.

It’s huge; twenty-three feet from bottom to top, a ramp tightly spiraling around the glass. It’s crowded – that’s what he gets for taking her out on a Saturday during summer – but they find a place between two concrete struts, right up against the glass, and – and –

Doc looks like heaven.

It’s dark on the lower levels, just the track-lighting and tank for light, and she’s painted in scintillating blues and greens, shadows passing over as the bigger animals rotate past, carried by the current. They’ve both got one hip pressed to the ledge, facing each other but not; she’s practically pressed her face against the tank, eyes and mouth open in wonder and –

And oh wow, this is a problem. This isn’t – he doesn’t just like her. He – he –

“Obi, look!” She grabs his arm, pointing with her free hand. “That’s Myrtle. She’s their green sea turtle. And there’s two loggerheads somewhere in here.”

He takes another moment to take her in, to commit the way she looks to memory, and turns to look up at the tank.

It’s strange to see one swimming from this angle; he’s always looking at them from the surface, but he’s watching her move from all angles, seeing every way she articulates –

“Wow,” he breathes. He’s a world away from where he was two years ago, just getting out of PT, throwing his Vicodin in the garbage, feeling weird about going to school with kids.

“Amazing,” she sighs, smile wide and wistful across her face. “Can you believe it? That is what we’re going to study.”

He can’t, not really, not when a year ago he’d been Undeclared, thinking about quitting, wondering if he’d ever find a place he’d fit for even a moment, and now –

Now he’s here. He has a major. He has a life. He has a purpose.

And he knows who to thank for it.

He opens his mouth – to tell her maybe, to admit just a small portion of the gratitude he has for having met her –

When suddenly she is flush against him, her breasts pressed to his ribs, hips aligned with his, hand gripping his shirt while his own clutch at her waist.

“Sorry,” says some kid, half their height, barely looking at them as he crouches to see a shark through the rail.

Her breath skitters over his chest. “Sorry,” she murmurs, and it takes him half a minute to realize she means him.

“No prob –” His words stutter when her hand runs down his tie, straightening how it lies over his shirt. “N-no problem, Doc. Always a pleasure to have you fall for me.”

She groans, pushing him gently, and he takes the opportunity to put some space between them, to catch his breath.

“Anyway,” he says, “we should get going. Don’t want to be late for dinner.”

“Oh.” She blinks. “We aren’t going to eat here?”

“Please, Doc,” he laughs, tugging her by the hand. “I know you would have ordered the fish, and then someone would have said something about slow learners --”

“You would say that.”

“Someone,” he insists with a grin. “And then you would have sat there with your cute pouty face, trying to bum some of my rice pilaf off of me --”

“Oh,” she sighs, her voice wavering with laughter, “heaven forbid.”

Obi doesn’t do dates.

He’s never needed to. All his experience with woman has been girls who know what they want, and it’s seven minutes of quality time on the nearest flat surface with his dick. Sometimes he’d go back to their place, spend a few hours doing things right, but – no staying for breakfast. No midnight snacks. He didn’t even accept a power bar that one time a girl offered it to him, saying you need it after that performance.)

So going to an actual food serving location and sitting there for an undisclosed amount of time and making conversation? Not something that’s been at the top of his list to do. He wouldn’t know where to start.

”That’s why you have me,” Kiki says, lounging on his bed as she flips through options on her phone. “I will make you look like less of a loser.”

“Hey,” he laughs, throwing a pillow at her. “Girls love me.”

She doesn’t even flinch, just grabs it out of the air and tucks it under her arm.

“Fine.” Her mouth slants to one side, giving him a flash of teeth. “I will make you look like less of a horse-dicked loser.”

The place Kiki picks –Water Line, just down on the next pier – is nice. Swanky.

Expensive.

Obi’s intimately aware of the balance in his checking account; he sees it hovering in his vision when he looks at the prices on the menu. He knows that thirty dollars for an entree – especially seafood – isn’t extravagant, but it’s also not – not –

Affordable. Not for a college kid who just started his life over.

He breathes through his panic. He can do it; he doubts Doc could eat enough to break the bank. Even still…goodbye to that that oil change he was going to do before they left.

“Oh my,” Doc murmurs, slender fingers pressed to her lips. She’s gone two shades paler just perusing the appetizers. “It’s so expensive here. I can just get some – soup? I think soup is cheap…relatively…”

“Hey.” His hand shoots out, grabbing the one she’s laid on the table between them. “It’s fine. Get what you want.”

Her teeth sunk anxiously into her lower lip. He forces down the urge to lean over, to catch it both of his and soothe away the worry marks with his tongue. Ugh, not appropriate.

“Are you sure? I don’t –”

He gives her hand a squeeze, palms touching. “C’mon, Doc. you dropped a whole bunch of cash to get here after all.”

Her eyes narrow, searching his face, but she nods finally, giving him a shy smile. “Well,” she says, fidgeting with the napkin in her lap, “I had heard that you put out.”

“Oh, I see.” He can’t fight his grin. “The truth comes out. I see right through you, Doc, you just want me for my –”

“Excuse me.” A waiter reaches between them, tipping both their wine glasses upright, and then he’s popping a bottle of red –

“Uh,” Obi starts, suddenly at a loss for words. The edge of the bottle’s label is peeling at the edges, and that seems like something – expensive. “I don’t think we ordered that –”

The man smiles, pouring the rich red into their glasses. “Compliments of Miss Seiran.”

Thx 4 vino

You’re welcome.

gv me a hrt attkbut v cooldoc sez “it’s nice”“i feel warm”

Glad to know it’s being enjoyed.Dinner is on me by the way.

wat no waiwaitthats too much Kiki esp w the hotel & everythingim supposed to b paying for this thing

PleaseI want you two to have a good timeAnd you won’t if you’re thinking about how you have $304.08 in your checking account.

How do you KNOW that

Math.PleaseThink of this as a farewell gift.If it makes you feel better.

….Thank you

Thank me by enjoying yourselves.

Doc has a little too much over dinner. Not enough to be drunk, but she’s leaning into him as they walk along the pier to the hotel, hand wrapped in his.

(”It’s a date, isn’t it?” she asks when he blinks down at her. “People hold hands on dates.”

God, is his mouth dry. “R-right.”)

When they get to the front desk, he’s a live wire, so aware of how Doc is curled into him that he hardly listens to the concierge when he repeats the room reservation. It feels like everyone is staring, that everyone there knows she isn’t his, she’s for someone else, and -- and even still he can’t push her away.

All he hears is “Under Seiran?” and he squeaks up, “Yep!”

So he really shouldn’t be surprised. Not when Kiki made the reservation. He’s sure somewhere in their nine months plus of friendship, he has earned this particular prank.

“Obi,” Shirayuki slurs, face emerging from his side, “why is there only one bed?”

The suite is huge, it’s got a living room and a dining room and a balcony and just – it’s super swanky. Better -- and bigger -- than every apartment he’s ever lived in. So when he sits in the bathroom, staring at his phone, he knows he’s not going to text Kiki. This isn’t a mistake. Kiki knew exactly what she was doing when she booked the world’s most swankiest suite with only one – albeit enormous – bed.

He takes a deep breath and walks back out, running smack into Shirayuki and her neat little bag of toiletries.

“Ah, sorry, Doc,” he sighs, stepping aside to let her past. “I didn’t – this is my fault. I could –”

“It’s fine, Obi.” She sets down her bag a little too precisely. “It’s not like we’ve never slept in the same bed.”

Right, that’s true, but – but there’s a different between passing out from too much anime too late, and planning to share a bed. Planning to share a bed that was covered in rose petals when they arrived.

She shrugs, nonchalant, though he can see her hands tremble in the mirror. “I mean, it’s either this or you sleep in the tub.”

He stares, watching her brush her teeth. “Or, I mean, the couch. Couches exist.”

“You’re not sleeping on the couch,” she tells him after she spits. “That’s stupid.”

“You’re right,” he says, sauntering back into the bedroom, Doc trailing along behind him. “I’m the one not paying for this room for both of us. I get the big fancy bed.”

He flops showily onto the mattress, throwing the sheets around his hips. Oh god, they’re silk.

She’s been hanging around him far too much, because she gives him the flattest, least impressed look, and says, “Am I honestly supposed to believe you’d let me sleep on the couch?”

“Alright,” he sighs, opening the covers for her. “Get up here.”

She giggles, slinking shyly towards him in her pajamas – just some sleep shorts and a t-shirt – and curls into bed beside him. The moment her hands touch him his heart pounds, and he thinks he’ll never sleep, just lay up being consumed by his own desire, but –

But she lays her head on his chest, breath evening out, and he just – just passes out.

Best sleep of his life.

They come home the next morning, her wearing his hoodie, not holding hands.

Kiki frowns as he walks past, drowning in one of Mitsuhide’s shirts. “You’re a disappointment.”

“Hey,” he says, grabbing his coco puffs from the cabinets. “I’m a gentleman.”

#infinitelystrangemachinex #obiyuki #The Wide Florida Bay #my fic #ans #a little taste of mitsukiki as well #THE PROMISED DAY HAS ARRIVE #FINALLY YOU MAY ALL KNOW #WHY THE BOTH OF THEM ARE SO HUNG UP #ON ONE NOT!DATE

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sundrenched-smilez · 7 years

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odd numbers for the lesbian asks! (if it's too many just do every 4th one maybe?)

1. Femme or butch?

for type, im vry easily wooed by butches tbh

as for myself, im genderfluid + heavily lean towards butch-ish for one gender + have been gettin more comf w that term for myself. the 3 genders i switch between, ive described as sharp, dainty and tired, for reason of not really being comf w gender labels aside from nonbinary. sharp/tired r kinda butchish, moreso sharp. like leather jackets, ripped jeans, dress pants/shirts, defs flannels (which r a given for any mood im in tbh) while tired is like mb softer, more focused on flannels + loose tank tops/shirts, shorts + certain skirts, comfy clothes, and the like

ive found that i’m leaning more towards butch lately too, like i’ve been a lot more comfortable with pants and a nice top than i have w dresses or most skirts + im wondering if i was just hanging on to femininity for sake of society, so those r things 2 think abt. i still feel comf in them sometimes, but it’s getting much less often. gender’s weird, i still cant cling to one bc of how pressuring that is so genderfluidity is still smth for me + it shifting to different percentages is okay (im thinking out loud @ this point, but its helping so i hope its interesting to read)

3. Plaid button-ups or leather jackets?

both, but primarily flannels/plaid buttion-ups

5. Describe your aesthetic

aaahh theres a lot of diff aesthetics i could go into, but i have a tag if ur interested in a visual representation? basically, cosy homes, forests, wooden steps and bridges, cats, girls/nbs, water, plants, and old video game stuff, and clouds/skies. i’m sure there’s more in there, but for a good rule of thumb !! as for like dressing aesthetic, i like to look rly gay + attractive and a lil showy? like my shorts r Short and i love crop tops + a lot of my shirts show my bra thru them, + i like showing it when i can, like sports bra + a tank top is a fav look of mine bc i can make it look like my bra is a trim on the shirt + it’s cute. i’ve been wearing dresses less often, but occasionally, i like to rock one. id love a pair of combat boots but i have like size 11/12 feet + most stores dont carry that size + im hesitant to buy some online.

7. Favorite pair of shoes?

its rly hard to find any, i have like walmart converse knockoffs atm + theyre a beige/grey color im not that huge on, it kinda reminds me of sandalwood but depressed

9. Any haircut goals for the future?

there was the undercut!! and i have that down now c: next step is to dye it blue and mb some purple. i wanna bleach it if i’m gonna dye it, but im hesitant to do that bc of how damaging it is, but since my hair’s been cut a cpl time almost all the color is out now, so i think itll b ok if i take good care of it.

11. Describe the worst date you’ve been on

i went to a cafe w someone (i think they were nb but i cant remember, it was like 2 yrs ago about ) and they were impossible to talk to bc they just kept saying “im awkward sorry” @ everything and like any conversations i tried to maintain were all one-shot responses, and like that was a lil frustrating. like i dont hold it against them or anything, more in a sense of i was rly tryin 2 carry it and just couldnt

13. If taken, talk about your girlfriend/wife!

whooh i wish i was taken, i need affection + to b cute w someone

15. Describe your dream wedding

hmmmm i havent thought much about it !! i know when i was younger i wanted to wear a black wedding dress but now im thinkin mb a suit that switches to dress @ the bottom?? that could b cool. I’d be happy w anything tbh, if im getting married, i’d just b happy to be w my wife/spouse. mb somewhere in a forest or on a boat would b cool, defs lots of good food and colorful flowers. I’d like a lot of color, most weddings ive been to are just b/w and bland for my taste (they’ve also all been straight tho so theres that.) it’s kind of wild to think that i might b married someday, but it’d b rly nice. i just haven’t thought much abt the planning of one. it’d b rly gay tho, probs give out tiny gay flags at each seat, and the cake could b lesbian flag colors. im rly drawing a blank on this, but i know id want all my friends around the country + world to be there.

17. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?

i definitely want to live in a port town at some point !! idk where i’d like to settle down, ideally somewhere that doesnt get much hotter than 90 degrees + has lots of parks + is big enough for some events, like pride stuff, little festivals, a farmer’s market, and places to do things, such as a movie theater, bowling alley, mb an aquarium, if not one in a nearby town. hiking trails r also good.

19. Favorite lesbian novel/story?

on a sunbeam!!! its a huge inspiration for me, and i love it so much. it always puts me in such a good mindset when i read it, and the artist is my age, so it makes me feel like I can also accomplish great things if i rly put my heart into it!! which is such a good feeling, and it has great representation + characters that i love, and its rly gay, and in space and theres ships shaped like fish + its gorgeous : D i could go on for hrs abt it + how important it is to me. theres an nb character too, and like the aspect of found families is one that rly hits home and it helped me get thru a rough time of my life + better accept myself as queer/gay.

21. Favorite lesbian musician?

adult mom (tho i think they’re bi but still gay), or hayley kiyoko

23. Ever been assumed to be nothing more than a gal pal?

i think so, but i can’t place when, it’s been a bit.

25. Be positive! What do you like most about being a lesbian?

talking abt being gay w other girls/nbs is lovely and cathartic, i never got to growing up bc i lived in a homophobic town + i was like dealing heavily with internalized homophobia and body/gender dysphoria so i was ace for a bit. talking more abt like sexual attraction + aesthetic attraction is new to me, and that’s been a process to get to, but it’s nice that I can now do so w/o being belittled or barraged by insult. i also just love the thought of being w someone, and daydreaming abt when that happens is really nice. also,, girls + nbs r a blessing and brighten my day and im so glad im attracted 2 them

27. Turn ons?

absolutely communication, that’s a need. i had a bad experience w someone bc she wasn’t communicative at all, and failed to tell me that we weren’t dating despite us going on several dates + kissing??? like i wont go too into it, but hatchi matchi it was a mess. so yeah, communication, affection, and like reassurance that they actually want to be with me, and that my presence is wanted and enjoyed. I got a lot of “i dont care”s for answers last sort-of relationship, and that was rly discouraging. another turn on is for them to initiate talking and things, like holding hands or planning to hang out + such. consent is another big one.

29. Do you usually ask other women out or do you wait for them to ask you?

i usually tend to ask them out, but im still dealing w internalized junk, so its difficult. i also havent any situations in which they liked me back, which is frustrating. like i got lead on earlier summer for abt a month until i asked what we were doing + didnt rly get an answer, and it was this whole mess. i generally try to make the first move tho, bc i know firsthand how difficult it is, but that being said, it’s still hard for me to know for sure if theyre interested + i dont wanna make things uncomf w them, so i’ll wait until i think there might b attraction. that being said, once that’s all out of the way, i like to consider myself a good flirt when im trying.

31. Talk about your interests or hobbies!

i have lots of interests!! im obsessed w steven universe, its my fav show (and if u ever have time, we should totally watch it together sometime, i rly think you’d love it, it’s super gay + heartwarming.) i really love playing music and learning new songs, which im rly great at memorizing. talking to friends + gettin 2 know them better is always nice and fun. i like to draw new things + see the different ways ppl draw, so seeing art on here is always fun for me. i’m also rly into polygon videos (it’s a youtube channel, not like videos abt polygon haha) and this podcast called the adventure zone. season one just ended, so i might start listening to another one called friends at the table. i rly wanna start a podcast w someone, but can never find anyone to start it with. idk what I’d talk abt but if i could find a partner for it, i think it’d be a lot of fun. mb smth abt games or books/queer representation in media. doing a dnd podcast would also b rly fun, but a lot of work + editing so mb later down the road !! im blanking on other interests atm, but animations and cartoons r lovely and i aim to make something in that field one day, if not just a comic.

my hobbies r mostlyyyy drawing, dnd things now every thursday, hanging w my friends, playing video games, sometimes writing (i rly wanna start a comic, and im tryin to get my butt into gear on it), goin to parks, listening to music, and goin 2 events w roe + cesar, two of my friends. sometimes ill play music!! i need to get more than the keyboard i’m lending, but i love performing. ill also watch leg birds on youtube, theyre a lesbian couple that plays gams + theyre rly sweet.

33. Do you love easily or does it take time for you to warm up to someone?

its easy for me to love friends, doesnt usu take me more than a few months of knowing them if were talking a lot. as for falling in love, that takes me a lot longer. ive never rly been in love w someone. i thought i was once, but rly it was just my first gay experience w someone and i wanted it to be perfect so i projected a lot of things + made it better than it seemed to myself for the duration of it, which wasn’t healthy, so i wanna avoid doing that again, + take things slower next time. or at least for what they are.

35. Ever fallen for a straight girl?

a few times, they were just crushes tho, so it wasnt too too bad

37. Favorite comfort food?

hot cocoa or tea. as for food food, i dont think i have one. mb french toast or cinnamon rolls.

39. Vegetarian? Vegan? None of the above?

i used to be a vegetarian!! for like a yr, but it was difficult for me to eat and feel full, and i was pretty underweight, so i stopped.

41. Early-riser or night-owl?

both, i tend to stay up, but getting up early can be nice if i dont have to do anything. like just gently waking + making some tea and a nice breakfast + sittin around for a bit.

43. What is your Myers-Briggs type?

enfp-a

45. At what age did you know you were a lesbian?

i think like 16-17? it took me a bit to get words for identity, like lesbian/nonbinary and the like, but i always knew, like id call myself an individual as opposed to gendered terms that i was referred to, and always felt rly yucky w deadname + the wrong pronouns

47. Are you crushing on anyone at the moment (celebrity or otherwise)?

ive got one crush atm !! and another person who seems nice, but i wanna hang out w before like thinking abt a crush (im poly, which perhaps goes w/o saying, but i always like to state it when talking abt these things, jic )

49. Talk about your dreams/aspirations for the future

i’d like a partner or two, to get some bongos- i got to play some a couple weeks ago, and it was the most fun i’ve had playing anything!! having smth with an instant response that i could make up rhythms with was really rewarding and so much fun. i know i want a cat at some point, to go on cute dates + cuddle and kiss a lot w someone, to visit my friends in other places, dye my hair, get a better job, to travel a bit, make a comic, go to college for animation and storyboarding, mb go to camp at some point, and I’d like to make some more friends here, i’m already making some, which i’m super happy about, but it’s always nice meeting new ppl

thank u for asking!! this was relaxing + fun, and a lot of the topics were cathartic to talk about, and i needed it. so thanks for listening too kinda

also im queen of commas, i’ve discovered while typing this

#msg in a bottle #cass charts #idk what i want my ask tag to be

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Meet Lauren, Who What Wear's fashion editor and the co-founder of The Devils Wear Zara . Lauren is so obsessed with Zara that we started calling her the Zara Scout . Now she's turning the nickname into a franchise so she can regularly share her insider knowledge of the brand, including all her hacks, secrets, and must-haves with you. We often talk about trends as if they are easy to pull off so long as you buy the right things. While that sentiment is not wrong, we often ignore how wearing certain trends will make you feel . Trends like animal print and statement sweaters are typically no-brainers when it comes to styles we're willing to try, but throw something like neon and slime green into the mix, and suddenly we're not feeling so confident. Assuming you probably feel some type of way as well, we did what we do best—went to Zara and tried on all these weird trends so you don't have to . As you probably know, we view Zara as the best place to test out rising trends for the clothes are affordable and they churn out new trends at the speed of light. Here, Mimi and I will walk you through our semi-traumatic Zara dressing room experiences coming at you all the way from L.A. and NY and show you which pieces we actually ended up falling in love with. "I've been really nervous to buy into the neon trend, so I'd rather test the water with more affordable pieces first. This neon corduroy 'shacket (shirt + jacket) was honestly so cool. It would look good over a black turtleneck, tied around your waist, or buttoned all the way up as its own shirt. Even though it was nearly blinding, this piece was surprisingly wearable." "Thanks to Man Repeller's Harling Ross, there's a new outfit phenomenon going around that she so cleverly coined as the 'stick of butter' look. Into it. I feel like the neutral monochromatic vibe just elevates your look. This sweater has super-oversize sleeves, but the pants dress it up a bit. I'm okay with looking like food, I guess." "For some reason, I'm always attracted to clothes that look like the Grinch's body, and this green fleece coat was no exception. Soft to the touch and incredibly warm, I say why not opt for this weird color instead of the camels and blacks that everyone usually chooses when it comes to this coat style?" "People will either think this hoodie is dope as hell or totally heinous. Honestly, I wasn't sure what side I was on until I tried it on. It has that perfect oversize feel you want with a hooded sweatshirt. Yes, the denim-hybrid look is a little weird but I feel like it could get compliments (maybe). It's one of those things you'll probably reach for every weekend because it's so comfy." "And here it is from the front." "I saw this online and thought it was cute but might be too much with all of the trends going on (PVC, chain link strap). I was wrong. Perfect mini bucket bag and would go with pretty much any look. Looks like something you'd want to Instagram IMO." "Suiting as a trend has been around for a while. To some, it may not seem exactly controversial, but the truth is that most people like the idea of wearing a suit more than they actually like wearing a suit. One of those people is definitely me. I see women wearing tailored suits of all kinds all over Instagram and beyond, but whenever I try one on in the store, I feel like I look so lame. "This skirt suit from Zara was honestly the first time I felt cool wearing a suit. The blazer is unique in that it is collarless with boxy shoulders and the miniskirt fits just right with a high-rise waist, belt loops, and pockets." "I also tried the blazer on with my jeans and black long-sleeve shirt I was wearing while shopping to see if it looked good all alone, and it does. In other words, my friends and co-workers will be seeing a lot of these two pieces in the coming weeks." + Zara A-Line Mini Skirt ($50) "Another perfectly oversize sweatshirt. I feel like this is the tie-dye trend for beginners—it's not too crazy because it's pretty neutral based. Could wear with a skirt, jeans, over a dress… the list goes on." "Tie-dye is really cool and can be really easy to wear if you buy the right pieces. Clearly, Mimi and I love oversize shirts and oversize anything that kind of makes us look like punk skater girls even though we could not be farther from that aesthetic. I digress. This shirt was soft and the ombre effect on the tie-dye really stands out. So I bought it." I paired it with these silk cargo pants that have pockets and snap closures at the ankles. It's hard to see in this pic, but they are legit (and only $40, fam). This is an outfit I will be wearing on repeat. "With the right hair and makeup, I could look like an extra in a Tim Burton film in this. Since my life is not a movie, I will prob style this with combat boots and a denim jacket around my waist. Shouts to Zara for making outfits very easy with the two-piece sets these days." + Zara Striped Skirt With Buttons ($30) Next up, shop the 11 designer handbags fashion girls are buying in 2019 .

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