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peregrinefashion · 7 months

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Brand Creation Process Notes: Peregrine

Part 1

So I felt for a long time like I was neglecting my main muse just because I didn't have the patterns I needed to meet my Very Specific Vision of a brand, and by the time I'm getting around to making this post I Have Found The Lolita Dresses And Can Die Happy but even so, the rest of her brand is still just. So satisfying to me.

I knew from the start that I wanted to do a something reminiscent of a luxury/girly kei brand, with a stronger, darker color palette. I knew for a while that I wanted navy to be my base color, with cream and maybe gold, but I wasn't sure what to do for an accent color. I eventually settled on two--a jade green and a mulberry color--and while they do look nice together, they're not meant to be used in the same outfit. It's more designed so that you can pick a dominant color--navy or cream or a balance of both--and an accent color--jade or mulberry--and mix and match any of the pieces until you have a cromulent outfit.

I'm describing it a little backwards, because I ended up waiting for patterns before I picked the colors. Even though the site I was using to compare color palettes has HSB, the colors display a little differently in game. The lighter navy is much brighter and feels more saturated in game, and the off-white feels much closer to white than to the cream. The only way to see those differences was to test them on actual patterns in-game, and it wasn't fun for me to test them on patterns I wouldn't be using and exit out.

So, I had to wait for patterns.

As I said above, i really wanted Peregrine's brand to be something between cute and elegant, and evocative of a luxury brand (I say, as someone who has never shopped at a luxury brand in my life). In terms of patterns, I knew I wanted a lot of fluffy knitwear, lace, cute dresses, suits and the depressingly few boy lolita patterns we have in game for the type Bs (mens fashion git gud challenge). But I really wanted the overall image to be fairly fancy and elegant. I wanted to make things that would work well with the lolita dresses when I finally was able to work them in, rather than make things that I was likely to stop using.

It was also really important to me to make a feminine brand that didn't have floral patterns. First of all, this brand is for me first. I hope the rest of you like it, but I came here to make art for me first. And I like floral patterns, but I get frustrated at not being able to find things in patterns that I do like. Thus, Peregrine's brand gets lace and bows patterns, subtle polka dots and pinstripes, plaids, and as many of the star patterns as I can make look classy instead of florals. I might make an exception for one or two of the lolita dresses I've seen around, but the bulk of the florals are going to Murasaki's brand.

Above are almost all the patterns I've collected for use in Peregrine's brand so far. I haven't used all of them yet, and there are a few gacha patterns (the silk skirts, leather ballet flats) that I've used up already. Since Fashion dreamer mixes all your own brands together and i'm making a lot of duplicates for mix-and-matchability, I don't have a very efficient way to screenshot the finished products, but you can see the kind of image I'm going for! I also am trying to pay attention to finishes as well, for example I favor the leather ballet flats from the gacha over the just ballet flats that are in my pattern list, or I favor crew socks with emblem or wool crew socks over plain ones. When possible, I like to grab the versions of shirts or dresses that have necklaces over the ones that don't.

Once I got patterns, i finally got to start creating! I think the first thing I made for Peregrine's brand was the asymmetric knit dress she's wearing in the picture on the left, followed by the silk skirts and pearl-embroidered sweaters I got 50 million of from the gacha. Those items really solidified how I was going to use the colors I chose, interestingly enough. Outerwear has to be done in the darker navy or the cream to show up better over shirts or dresses made with the lighter navy/off-white. Non-lolita shirts are almost always off-white. Any metal on a pattern has to be changed to gold. The pale pink and greens are reserved for gems that look like they should have a high reflectivity. Cream tends to look better as lace than the off-white does.

I know I absolutely favor the green when styling, but I love how the pink looks as well (even if I don't have nearly as many good pictures of it, augh). It's really satisfying to see all my pieces in my inventory, and mix and match them new and different ways.

If you've read this long, thank you! I put a lot of thought into my brand and I'm really proud of it. I'm going to try and take more photos, especially of the pieces that I don't tend to favor while styling.

If you enjoyed any of these looks please visit my showroom/request lookits! You can also DM me if you want something specific. I'm happy to accommodate!

ID: wEkrjAYrkL

In Part 2, I'll talk about vetting Lolita dresses for inclusion in my brand, and also hopefully name the damn thing.

#fashion dreamer #Brand Development #Muse: Peregrine #brand: anima borealis

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charmixpower · 2 years

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Ik ur inbox is prob flooded rn but

Specialists fashion style hcs and shopping tendencies..? 👀

Uhhhh UMMM

Men's fashion....ahhhhHHHHHHH

Sky:

Usually dresses like just some guy. Yeah he's some dude, please don't look at him too closely, he's normal. He promises

Jokes aside, he isn't all that fancy with his clothes. He dresses pretty boringly all things considered

He likes to dress in pastel/mid tone cool colors, generally avoiding warm colors, with lighter accents

He really likes jogging suits/track suits tho which tends to make him stand out slightly more bc jogging suits tend to have louder patterns on the than Sky usually wears

When he gets fancy he tends to dress in all white, which he looks weirdly good in. White jeans are a fashion choice he would make

There's also his royal clothes that he doesn't like all that much? Much of his childhood was a four way glaring match between himself, Diaspro, and his parents (while Brandon sighs in the background), so he tends to associate thoese clothes with tense uncomfortable situations....which might be the main reason he's primarily dresses very causally

He doesn't give that much of a shit about fashion, he does like his two tone jeans (not split down the middle like Riven and definitely not as much as Riven, but he likes to have a little fun with his pants) and his sectioned shirt

Ends up buying clothes every time he goes to the mall, there's never a moment when he really needs to go shopping bc he's kinda just constantly doing it—and he also gets gifts from Diaspo and his parents (at first) of new clothes (he does the same for Diaspro, the gifts are really petty and back handed on both of their ends but the only way you could tell is if you knew them really well)

Very slightly more interesting than usual casual wear, a jacket here and there, he's guy shaped

Brandon:

Jester. I thought we were friends. I trusted you. Why the fuck are you making me explain what ever is going on with Brandon's fashion sense this is a fucking nightmare /j

There's his prep era (s1+4??) and his actual fashion sense (s2-3)

Let's start with his prep era bc Brandon is apprently a idol who has eras jfjsne

It's like acidemia and prep fashion mixed together

Brandon would never wear a turtleneck, he's not that far gone, but he's trying his best to give rich boy

Button up shirts tucked into slightly high waisted corduroy pants with brown belts, some very unfortunate sweater vests (like truly tragic), and ascots

Imagine the shapes and clothing styles of acidemia, with the colors of the preppy style

I'm thinking he'd wear suit jackets once he realized how fucking stupid he looked in sweater vests

Brandon dresses like he wants to be punched face for being pretentious, Sky takes great offence at the implication that this is how royalty dresses

Yeah, he's just doing this bc he's overcompensating for his lack of royal training in pretending to be Sky. If he dresses like the most obnoxious rich kid ever then no one can question him right?

In my hc he'd dress a little more toned down than the original (the plaid pants, I'm going to attack him) just bc he doesn't want to push it quite that far but still

After his prep era his formal fashion goes fucking hard tho, he's figured out he looks REALLY good in trench coats and suit jackets/vests and he is not afraid to use this information for evil (flirting)

Brandon will suddenly be wearing a suit vest and pants out of fucking no where and destroy everyone on impact

As for his usual fashion, I'd decribe it as what my mom used to try and dress me in middle school—

Brandon is the hot one, that's just how everyone sees him form the characters to the fans, and fucking yet— Look at his fringe and his outfits??

Anyways I'd decribe Brandon's fashion in one word

Loud

Like jfc this man loves his bright colors and patterns, even his swim wear can't escape bright red and having a pattern on the front. He's just like that

If your wondering what loud means in this context, visually agressive, it's eye catching, visual noise, their clothes that demand attention. It also tends to mean obnoxious

If the outfit doesn't hurt my eyes, would Brandon wear it? Probably not—

Colorful men's summer wear (because Brandon is the opposite of a chill baby) that tend to be matching (there is not jacket so it's not a jogging suit but the top and bottoms usually go together, he likes two piece outfits what can I say)

And of course, crop tops. He's not crop tops all day every day (like Riven) but local man REALLY likes showing off his body ok? He's nature's gift to eyes and who is he to deny the everyday person walking down the street a chance to see him? He's not a monster

Brandon tends to be more out there compared to Riven when it comes to crop tops because Brandon has never even made eye contact with shame before in his entire life

Btw he finds out about crop top vests and goes fucking insane for a full week because he can combine his fashion styles into one monstrosity, Sky is going to physically fight him

Usually just ends up shopping the same time that Sky does bc he's there

Timmy:

Can I just call him a fashion disaster and move on?

Please look at his s1 outfit and realize that his over shirt's sleeves are nomrally drawn like it's tucked in somewhere and oh my god it looks so bad I want to commit a violence

Please look at his mess of a camping outfit. A crop top that meets exactly with baggy high waisted sweat shorts. Help him

No but I don't think Timmy even has a fashion sense out side of "I like the color green and orange" and "showing any amount of skin is terrifying"

He's just a stereo typically nerd

Musa (and Riven) got their hands on him once and turned him into an e-boy and Timmy nearly died

Timmy tends to cover up his skin and layer outfits. Not because he's easily cold but as a form of subconscious armor

He is the only one who benefited from s4 putting everyone into their prep era, getting a very dope looking glow up that I would of loved to see at the end of his character arc of being less of a coward that he didn't have

Really, why does Timmy get to escape with his shirt not tucked in. The designer of the boy's s4 outfits was a Timmy stan, smh

Of course that's immediately followed by the tragedy that is his s4 date outfit and I just *points and laughs*

Timmy is the only one who has consistent good in character outfits in every season (not including s8, bc I refuse to look at s8) good for him

Let the man vibe in his baggy white shirts and the more colorful shirt he layered on top of it. Also, shorts. Timmy really likes his shorts

And let's be real

He shops online

Riven:

Pop punk. I refuse to back down on this. Riven's weird little wrist cuffs are too alternative for most other styles. Um pop punk is (the style of my favorite band) like if a rainbow threw up on nomral punk. You get all the usual things like many belts and wrist cuffs, but you also get a fuck ton of colors.

As for shopping headcanons.... Riven's shopping is a mix of thrifting, upcycling the things he's thrifted, hunting down good deals, and saving up money for something he really wants bc Riven is one of the guys that really care about fashion. He doesn't tend to throw away clothes when he grows out of them but upcycle them, often making them more good looking (to him) in the process by mixing and matching colors

Riven really likes his colors ok?

His fashion in s1 is at his most boring half because he doesn't really wanna waste his money on clothes when he has other things to worry about (like never returning to his dad's house), half because he's low key embarrassed about how much he cares about fashion

After s1 however Saladin puts him on missions, which is amazing for him, which means he feels wayyyy less bad about spending money on clothes he likes

Still spends a lot of time just sewing his one pairs of jeans bc all the normal ones are too boring for him

I know I've been talking about his pants a lot but I need to inform you that Riven is fucking allergic to covering up his chest. He will either cut the shirt into a crop top of find a WAY to make sure his abs/pecs are showing. He's obnoxious like that

He's pretty responsible with his money but clothes are his weakness. Yes he needs that pair of bright pink jeans and he needs them right the fuck now. Like his room is pretty sparse but his closet is full...mostly with very colorful jeans

Helia:

Transmasculine that didn't change his style after transitioning

Doesn't care that much about fashion but is dedicated to his aesthetic

His flower child and Flora's flower child are very different. Flora is more high femme fitted clothing floral print, while Helia is more like flowy/puff shirts, earth tones, no prints, ya know???

Flora is more cottage core and Helia is more boho(??). Yes there is a difference, no I cannot explain it

Helia also seems like a bit of a chill baby (aka he gets cold easily) to me, so he usually wears long sleeve and no crop tops here

You'd think this would mean he'd wear more sweaters and jackets but honestly no, he doesn't like stuffing his giant sleeves onto those. He normally just wears a warmer shirt. If he can't do that, then he'll wear a flowy ass jacket

Helia also seems like the type of person to walk around in the house with a blanket over his shoulders, chill baby, I'm saying it

Many many many peasant blouses

Tends to dress more feminine? He doesn't give a fuck. Helia has gender

Helia is also fucking allergic to formal wear, he will wear a fitted shirt on his fucking death bed, fuck you. He thinks their uncomfortable and he feels like they make him look stupid and he hates them some how more than Riven (who also hates suits) which is an achievement. They might also make him feel dysphoric bc they look obviously wrong to him (and only to him)?? Idk it's the vibes

As for shopping, Helia only shops when he knows he needs new clothes and he really doesn't give that much of a fuck about fashion. He usually buys things in one trip until he grows out of them/they get destroyed then he goes out again. It is a horrible process to him

Plus, bonus Nabu:

Nabu tends to dress very traditionally until he's going out when he dresses as fashion forward as the best of them

He usually just gets clothes from his parents (traditional) and shops online (trendy)

He tries to avoid loud colors and patterns in his more modern outfits bc he usually wears those and he also looks good in dark colors thank you

He's either very traditional or chill and casual......

Wait a fucking minute Nabu (Traditional outfits nomrally, with some modern clothes) dresses the opposite of Musa (nomrally modern clothes, with some traditional outfits). What the fuck

#winx club #winx specialists #winx riven #winx helia #winx sky #winx brandon #winx timmy #winx nabu #winx headcanons #rus chatters #asks #trying to explain Riven's living situation is weird bc hes like fine. he has to support himself as soon as hes out of highschool but #hes like fine #im sorta basing him off of my parents who both moved out very young and they both made it very far #like hes fine. annoyed he cant spend a bunch of money on clothes. but fine #idk how to explain it #how fucking long is this jfc #long post

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myplushheart · 4 months

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caws and beeps ship facts! both lore and fun ones.

P03 gave Bandit a light pink sweater for Valentine's Day, and Bandit gave him his own blue sweater the next year! She likes to say they're matching, even though P03 corrects her every time she talks about it. No, technically they're not, but it's close enough, she says.

Trivia behind this is that one of my friends drew 3 or so pieces of Valentine's Day art for the whole friend group, all including our respective selfships. Their drawing of Bandit and P03 had Bandit wearing a sweater, which was- in the context of the drawing- a gift from P03. So I always drew her with it, from then on. The blue sweater comes from the fact I came into the P03 in a sweater trend and drew him in a blue sweater with some tech patterns or whatever. So now they both have one from eachother!

Canonically, P03 went through several cartoony bits to hide the fact he was making this sweater for Bandit from Bandit. He needed help, so he consulted Grimora for basically all of it. You can imagine how many stupid situations they've put that sweater through, together, with how Bandit practically lives in the crypt or the factory.

Bandit is a messenger of Grimora! A literal messenger bird, she loves to say. It's funny to her, it never gets old.

Bandit isn't actually from this game.. she's from an entirely different one that got transferred into this one! Hex lore and all that jazz (< has never finished watching the game).

Bandit can turn into a crow! This has caused P03 to be suspicious of random crows. Because Bandit likes to trick him, for funsies. Like real life prop hunt.

They met from Bandit stealing the random junk P03 would throw out. P03, despite not using them, accused her of stealing anyways and got upset at her. So they had a bickering match until Grimora came by and basically dragged her by the collar out of the argument. But old grudges don't last long when you're then suddenly forced into a repetitive life of death, do they?

If you're wondering: Bandit was a sneaky crow/raven. Alive like the other's, but showed much less resistance in her card form. Also couldn't do much because.. all she was was an NPC, at the end of the day. Nothing big or special like the others.

Bandit and P03 are in the shared booth of being stinky. One refuses to bathe, and the other lives amongst corpses constantly. The pros? Neither of them can smell at this point! Not that one of them ever could, anyways.

#fox·borks #⚙️caws and beeps⚙️#draft post....

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cutethingstolove · 3 years

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Photos and Inspiration From @little-stephanies-diary and @babiechristy, Part 18

When the alarm went off at 630 Tuesday morning, the girls were still wrapped in each other’s arms. Stephanie, not wanting to stop cuddling, reached over and hit the snooze button so she and Courtney could spend another five minutes together before waking up for the day. The alarm woke Courtney up as well, but she was extremely happy that Steph had turned it off and kept holding her. Courtney was still thinking about last night when she received her first spanking since she was five years old, and loved that Stephanie was still holding her making her feel safe and loved. Sadly, it didn’t seem like too long before the alarm went off for the second time and the girls knew they had to wake up for the day.

“Hey Steph,” Courtney whispered, “We need to get up. I really wish we didn’t have to though.”

“Í know,” Stephanie said a little groggy, “But my dad will worry if we aren’t up soon, and we do have to get ready for school still.”

“Yeah,” Courtney said a bit dejected, “And I really don’t want to get in trouble again. That spanking last night was super humiliating, and I don’t want to deal with that again.”

“I thought the same thing the first time he spanked me last week,” Stephanie responded, “But you have to admit that he was pretty kind about the whole thing.’

“You mean last night wasn’t the first time he spanked you!”, Courtney said in shock.

“Just once last week,” Stephanie said sheepishly, “I lied to him about having an accident in school, but he caught me. It was a bit embarrassing, but since no one else knew, I didn’t want to say anything about it.”

“Well I guess we have another secret to keep,” Courtney giggled, “But I’m not sure if I want to go to school today after that. It might not have been so bad if you were the one who spanked me instead of him.”

Stephanie smiled a little hearing this, and understood why Courtney didn’t want to go to school. She wouldn’t mind taking the day off too as she wouldn’t have to spend all day worrying about one of her other classmates finding out about her diaper. Stephanie started to hatch a plan to talk her dad into letting them have the day off from school without being punished. She was still thinking when Courtney suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her out of bed.

The girls walked downstairs for breakfast, both still in just their diapers and the shirts they had worn to bed. When they reached the kitchen, they grabbed some cereal and joined Steph’s dad at the table where he was sitting with his morning cup of coffee. They both took their seats, pouring the cereal and milk into their bowls. Just before they had a chance to grab their spoons and start eating, they heard Steph’s dad’s deep voice interrupt the silence.

“Morning girls,” he said in his baritone voice, “Did you both manage to stay dry last night?”

“I did daddy!,” Stephanie exclaimed proudly.

“So did I,” Courtney said a little perturbed.

“Well I’m proud of both of you,” Steph’s dad with a hint of pride, “Are you two going to be good at school today?”

“Actually daddy,” Steph said meekly, “I was kinda hoping we could skip school today. I think last night was a bit hard on Court, and it might be good for us to have some girl time.”

“Yes please!”, Courtney piped up, “I could really use a day to wrap my head around getting a spanking.”

“That’s fair,” Steph’s dad feeling a little bad, “I guess I can call the school and let them know you two won’t be in today.”

Elated at this, the girls both looked at each other and smiled as big as they could. They started chattering incessantly about what they were going to do with their day off. After a couple of minutes, they decided that they could go shopping at the mall again which would be more fun on a slow Tuesday. Steph’s dad reminded them that they were still potty training, and mentioned that they should wear their bigger diapers since they wouldn’t have anyone to help change them if they had an accident. Stephanie was a little worried about this as she wasn’t able to try on any of the cute jeans she had found on Saturday with the big diaper on. Thankfully for her, Courtney spoke up with a great idea of how they could avoid this.

“What if we bring a couple extra pairs of Goodnites with us just in case?,” Courtney asked stoically.

“I guess that could work,” he said, “But you each have to take two with and I’ll check when I get home to see if you had to use them. And be honest with me because I don’t want to have to spank either one of you again.”

“Of course daddy!,” Steph blurted out with excitement.

“Thank you dadd-,” Courtney caught herself, “I mean sir.”

“Oh Courtney,” Steph’s dad said softly, “If you want to call me daddy like Steph does, that’s ok with me. You’ve spent so much time over here during the years that I’m almost like a second dad to you.”

A grin spread across Courtney’s face when she heard this, and even Stephanie was happy since it made them feel more like sisters instead of just friends. The girls finished their breakfast rather quickly as they wanted to start their day off, and as soon as they were done they bounded upstairs to change for the day. Courtney went into the bathroom to change out of her nighttime diaper, but Stephanie just changed in her room tossing her diaper in the trash before pulling on a pair of Goodnites. Just as Stephanie finished pulling them on, Courtney came bursting through the door in a fresh pair of pullups and her hoodie.

The girls started looking through Stephanie’s clothes to find stuff to wear for the day. Stephanie picked out a pair of black jeans and a yellow t-shirt while Courtney found a pair of black leggings and a fuzzy white sweater. They both quickly threw their clothes on, grabbed extra Goodnites out of Stephanie’s dresser, and hurried back downstairs to start their day. Steph’s dad stopped the girls before they left and checked to make sure they were both wearing their pullups and had their extras with them before releasing them for their day of fun.

The drive to the mall went quickly because there was so little traffic, but by the time they arrived in the parking lot Stephanie had already wet her pullup. She had been so excited to start the day that she didn’t bother going to the bathroom before they left so she told Courtney that they would need to stop by the mall bathroom first so she could change into a dry Goodnite. Courtney giggled a little, but made sure to put their spare pullups in her purse before they went inside. Courtney needed to go to the bathroom anyway, but didn’t want to wait until they made it inside, so she paused for a moment before closing the car door and flooded her Goodnite. Looking at Stephanie, Courtney smirked before saying, “You’re not the only one who needs a change.”

After their stop by the mall bathroom, the girls walked into the nearly empty mall talking about where they wanted to shop. Stephanie shyly mentioned that she wanted to go visit the new store where she had found Vincent on Saturday, but Courtney thought it was a great idea! Courtney had secretly wanted to spend more time looking there the last time they were shopping, but didn’t want Stephanie to think she was childish. She was a bit shocked when Stephanie told her that she was just pretending to not want to stay there either! The two quickly made their way to the new store and started browsing.

The store was empty, save for the cashier, when they arrived. They were also both rather excited that none of their classmates would be there on a school day to see them, and both went to quick work picking out their favorite things. It wasn’t long before their arms were loaded with adult sized onesies, cartoonish night shirts, and super colorful fuzzy socks. As they made their way to the dressing room they passed through a part of the store neither had seen before; it was shelves full of bigger diapers in a ton of cute patterns. They stopped to look at the variety when Courtney pointed out that one of them called ‘Lil Bella’ had a cotton candy scent! They decided that they were going to buy a pack of those before heading into their dressing rooms to try on their spoils.

As they tried on different things, they would step out into the hallway to show things off to each other. Ironically, they both stepped out one time wearing the exact same thing, a light blue hooded onesie with a white heat and cloud on the stomach! They complimented each other on how cute they each looked in it, and decided they would both buy one so they could match. After each picking out a couple other items, the girls started heading towards the checkout, making sure to grab a bag of the diapers they had saw earlier. The cashier smiled a little bit when she saw the girls placed their thing on the counter. Even though the girls were both well over 18, they were giggling with each other like they did when they were much younger.

Not really interested in going to any other shops, and wanting to try on their new clothes, the girls decided to head back to Steph’s house and just spend the rest of the day being lazy. As they pulled into the driveway, the girls bolted from the car grabbing their bags, and went inside nearly racing each other. The second they were inside and the door was closed, they both started taking off their clothes as fast as they could and quickly threw on the matching onesies they had bought. They took a moment to admire how cute they both looked before Courtney went to the living room to start a movie while Steph grabbed some snacks from the kitchen joining Courtney on the couch less than a minute later.

The girl spent the rest of the day watching Disney movies, poking fun at each other, and even took a nap together on the couch. They were both happy they had their Goodnites on when they woke up though as they had both had accidents while they were asleep. Knowing they would probably be caught lying if they tried to hide it, Courtney grabbed the last two spare pullups from her bag and they both went upstairs to change and use the bathroom. Just as they were finishing up, they heard the garage door open meaning that Steph’s dad was home. They both bounced downstairs and hopped back on the couch just a couple seconds before he cam into the house. Before heading upstairs to change himself, Steph’s dad looked at the girls in their matching outfits and a pleasant grin crossed his face.

To Be Continued…

#ab/dl #ab/dl girl #ab/dl girls #diapered #diapered girl #diapered friends #ab/dl caption #ab/dl story

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wh0re-4-techno · 3 years

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10. After ((PROFESSOR TECHNO))

Description: Waking up at his house, his bed. You take a shower and in the meanwhile he cooks for you. But leaving to go back to the dorms, where Minx is waiting ever so patiently for you.

Warning(s): Nothing much, just talks about sex.

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This morning an alarm would typically start ringing to wake you up along with Minx throwing something or yelling at you to turn it off as it was the weekend. But that never came to be.

The peaceful silence lingered, relaxing as nothing was distancing you or waking you up. Rolling around in the blankets that covered you, starting to open your eyes as it did seem to be the time you would normally wake up at. A bright light was flashing your face. You quickly close them again. Shield yourself from it and slightly dig your face down into your pillow.

But it wasn't your pillow, the case was a different color from yours. It seemed softer then normal and smelled nicer, why does it smell like Techno...

This isn't your bed.

You shoot open your eyes. Feeling the blanket that surrounded you was nothing like your bedding. Soon realizing you were also naked, not even underwater covering you.

It all came rushing back to you like a flood. You had totally forgotten about last night, holy fuck. You actually slept with your Professor, it was incredible, but still shocking to say the least. "Good morning darling." His voice was deeper then his monotone regular voice, still half asleep. How you could just listen to him in this state for hours on end without getting tired of it.

You take a deep breath, calming yourself down and preparing to see him after what all happened last night. Slowly turning to him. "Morning Techno." Just seeing his face put a smile on yours, his hair was fluffy and messy, he looked groggy. He had a small smile on once he heard your reply as well. "How'd you sleep?" He asks genuinely. "Pretty well actually, you?" You leaned in closer to him, your faces were only a few inches away. "Same here darling." He placed a kiss on your nose

The both of you laid in the silence, it wasn't awkward or nervous, but it was calming. Taking each other's company. Just being with him brought you so much joy.

Sooner than later you knew you had to get up. You didn't want Minx to worry about you, but knowing by now that she already was worried that you didn't come back to the dorms last night. But on the other hand she most likely knew you got railed. Deciding that it was probably best to get up and get your clothes. Shifting over, you slowly pull away from him. His hands on your waist start to grip. Pulling you back down on his bed.

"Where do you think you're going?" He looked like he barely moved a muscle, still half asleep. Butterflies start to flutter in your stomach by his voice alone. "It's a Saturday angel, we could stay in bed all day if we wanted." He lightly kisses your shoulder, sighing in content. But it was true, you and him could spend the entirety just lazy in his sheets, that would be the dream. "I would love that- trust me I would. But I really should be getting home." You turn over, facing him. It was the sad truth.

He smiles, knowing that you couldn't but wanted too. He kisses you one last time before letting go of you.

You pull away, your feet touch his hard wooden floor. While standing up you see a small pile of clothes, it was your dress and underwear. "I got our clothes last night when you passed out." He told you, lightly chuckled. He did wear you down last night.

But as you reached down to pick them up, it soon hit you that you must have looked like a wreck. Knowing that you had dry cum on your thighs and just felt like washing off the sex you too did. "Actually, can I take a shower?" You ask while grabbing your panties and bra was the first thing. Then there was your half ripped dress. You totally forgot that he did that, you obviously aren't going to walk in your dorm and see Minx with a ripped dress, she already knows that you got laid, but this would make her tease you endlessly.

"Yes, the shower is on the left." He sees as you hold the dress in your hands in dismay. "In my closet, you can take a shirt or sweater to cover the rip in the dress. Again I'm sorry and I promise I'll buy you a new one." He awkwardly tells you it was his fault. But you were glad that he did offer to buy you a new one, which you definitely take up on that. And now you can bring home one of his sweaters, maybe wear it to class as a little fun way to remember this moment.

With your clothes in hand you start walking over to his bathroom, which he pointed too as well. "Thank you so much Techno." He smiles with a nod, getting out of bed finally when you close the door.

Stepping into his bathroom. It was quite beautiful.

The walls cover all the walls with dark green, emerald green ceramic field tiles. White subway tiles only broke it up with a large mirror that hung from them. The sink was a plain white, the sink handles were gold. And the shower was open with a side of glass.

Placing your clothes down on the floor, already naked you head to the shower.

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With your freshly clean body and now with clothes that covered you, you head towards his closet.

Opening the doors to it the first thing you see is his multiple suit, all of it organized with matching pants. He had quite a lot of them as well, probably 10 different styles with different patterns. On the other side was a few blank tee-shirts, and at the end were sweaters and sweatshirts. Running your fingers along them, they all seemed soft. They had unique patterns that reminded you of a father or grandpa style of sweaters you might find at a thrift store.

Picking a brown with burnt orange that had random shapes in squares. Once pulling it over you and the ripped part of your dress it felt warm. It had his signature scent that hooked onto it. Definitely keeping this.

Walking out of his room, along a small hallway that was littered with pictures of him and supposedly his father. Some of them were from when he was a little kid and others as recent. Each of them had an adorable smile accompanying it. With each step you gaze at them all, learning small details about him as you go along.

Hearing his voice that lead you through his home. "I forget to ask you how you like your eggs in the morning!" He laughs at his joke, walking to the kitchen where he was playing music from him phone while pancakes lay beside the counter as he has eggs on the frying pan. "I hope you like them scrambled." He turns to you as he hears you enter the kitchen. A smile with a slight awkwardness to it, worried that you might not like them. "That's fine Techno." He sighs with relief.

Placing a pancake and eggs on the side of two plates, he hands you one. With a simple thank you, you head to the small dinner area. He had a basic wooden rectangle table with the legs point at an angle.

Music continued to play as Techno brought his phone along with him, a soft melody playing over. Maybe it was classic or French classical music, but it was soothing. Once you are about to sit down Techno comes from your back, placing a hand on your waist. Twirling you around so you face him, your plate still in hand.

"Care to dance darling?" He asks, putting down his phone on the table, as well he took your breakfast and put it down too. You giggle at his question, "Now?" You play with the thought in your head, it wasn't necessarily weird to ask for a dance but right now? It kind of threw you off. "If you care too." He was such a gentleman, why couldn't you've met him when he wasn't you Professor.

But nonetheless you take his hand. A smile grew on his face.

You place your hands upon the back of his neck as he holds you with his hands on your waist. Both of you slowly dance with the music. You stare up with doll eyes at him, which he adored.

"If I would have known you can cook, I would never leave." You tease with him, but it had some truth to it. The breakfast he made smelt truly amazing. He chuckles softly. "You're welcome to come over whenever you please darling and stay however long." He says with a loving tone that was sweet and caring. Leaning closer to him as the soft song playing in the background, fading away as he sways with you.

"But just not tomorrow." With a small chuckle you question him, "Why is that? Having someone over?" You speak honestly, it didn't necessarily upset you that he could be seeing someone else. You too haven't made it official, but it still hurts if so. "Only my father angel, if you want you could meet him." He was asking you to meet his dad, already? You only have had one official date with him. And you were also relieved that he wasn't going out with someone else, you smiled at that. "You, of course don't need to meet him just yet." He quickly tells you as he suspected you worried over meeting him so soon.

You pat his shoulder, "Can I meet him any other day, I have plans tomorrow with Minx." He nods, it was probably best you didn't meet him just quite yet. "Who is Minx?" He asked. Totally forgotten to tell him that she was your roomie. "She my roommate and friend." He 'oh' in realization. "I think she would like you." You pull him closer, embracing each other.

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Stepping out of his car, you put your arms on the lowered windshield and look at him.

"So I was hoping to know when you want to go on our next date?" He runs his fingers through his hair, pushing back loose strains. "I was thinking soon." He winks at you, blush rising to your cheeks. He always and forever is able to make you blush.

You lean in more, "Then it'll be soon. I would love another tour of the house." This time it was you winking at him and he was blushing. He grips on the steering wheel before telling you, "I'll text you later." You back away, "Have a great rest of your day Mr. Blade." You giggle while stepping on the pavement, already turning to go to your dorm. "You too darling." You continue to walk with a grin on your face.

You stand in front of the door with your key in hand. You weren't ready for Minx to pounce on you with a shit-ton of questions, but you had to go in some day. And today was that damn day.

You slot in your key to unlock it, but it was already unlocked. Turning it open, your eyes looked over quickly to see if anyone was in. Thankfully it was Minx, sitting on her bed with a cup. She didn't even bother to glance up to see whom walked in, "Did you bring the food already?" She questions out to you, you stand confused for a few seconds. Unaware what she was talking about in the first place.

Finally she looks up from her phone, her eyes widening when she spots that it's you and not who she originally thought it was.

She rush's to find a place to set down her drink. Quickly she stands and goes for a hug. "You said you came yesterday night! You know how scared I was?" She wacked your side arm, you fake an "ow" but she knew you weren't hurt. She looks you over, a cold stare the entire time. A cheeky smirk on her lips, "Who sweater is that?" She cheeky asks, knowing damn well it was your dates. "I think you know who it is." She lets go of you, looking at you. "I actually don't know, you know why?" She asks, somewhat annoyed, you Linda liked to mess around with her. "I don't." She softly grunts, "Because you haven't told me anything about him!" Once again she hits your arm, this time it was starting to hurt.

"Okay, let me change first." You tell her, starting to remove your shoes along with your sweater. Taking it off the reaction on Minx face told you everything, fuck you forgotten about your dress situation. "You slut! Look at you, growing up so fast." She runs her finger under her eye, fake crying. "I mean you got hickeys all over you." She looks closer. You fake a laugh with a scrunched up annoyed face.

Rolling your eyes at her, "Turn around so I can take this off!" You start lifting off of your body. "I mean just finished the job and rip if off." She teases. Going to your closet you pull out pajamas pants and you just throw on the same sweater you wore before.

"Tell me everything, like every single detail!" She quickly grabbed your hands, excitement running through her and it was painfully obvious. She pulls you back to her bed, both of you sitting facing each other while criss-cross. "Before I tell you, who were you expecting before I came in?" You didn't want to tell Minx about your sex with a guy if anyone could walk in and interrupt, plus you didn't want everyone to know either.

She chuckles, "I forgot to tell you, Schlatt is getting us food." She tells you, before throwing her hand slightly up in the air. "Don't worry I told him to get you food as well!" You nod, but Minx pulls you back into the conversation you were having before with a little nug.

You sigh before asking, "What do you want to know?" Placing your hands on your knees. "What's his name, first of all? How tall is he? Is he Blonde or Brunette? How old is he? Literally everything you know about him, I want to know. Just in case." You rolled your eyes at her, that was a lot of things she wanted to know that you didn't know if you could even tell her or not.

Breathing out as you think of what to tell her, she shifts her head to look at you closer. Pleading for you to say something already. "Com'on Y/l/n!" She was so impatient when it came to these topics.

"His name starts with a T, that's all what I'm going to say.." Minx throws her head back with another frustrated groan. "Why can't you tell me his name?" She lifts herself back up to look at you. "It's confidential." You giggle, which she didn't take very lightly. "Uh huh sure." She sounded so pissed off at you, it didn't really upset you. Rather it was fun to play around her, knowing what she wanted.

She looks at you with half lidded eyes, "He is around 6'3. And he is a brunette." She slowly but surely started to smile, finally getting what she wanted. "Do you really want to know how old he was?" You question, you didn't care about the age difference but that doesn't mean the Minx wouldn't. What if she makes it into a big deal and you already know she wouldn't let it go till you or she died. "Yes I really do!" She wiggles her eyebrows.

"He's 32." She slightly backed herself, just thinking of what that meant, more accurate how much of an age gap that really was. "32 huh. Okay, okay." You could tell that she was doing the math in her head.

And once it clicked and cane together she had a stupidly huge grin plastered on her lips. "That's a 11 year age difference. You know that?" You simply nod your head to her question. She started to laugh, quitely covering her mouth with one of her hands. With a lil gasp she started to ask you, "Did he ask you?" She couldn't ask fully before laughing again.

"Did he ask you..." She bends forward getting closer to your face, "..Who's your daddy?" She mocked with a wink, Minx couldn't help herself but laugh in your face. At how unamused you were with a stone dead look on your face. She reaches out to your shoulder, lightly apologizing for laughing so much. "You're despicable." Scoffing at her, pushing away her hand. Facing away and ready to get off her bed to go towards your pathetic bed that you wished it was his. "Wait, don't go!" She begs, still sticking out her laughter.

"Who do you think I am?" You grind down on your teeth, still shocked that she would even ask that. "I'm not sure anymore, if you told me you liked older dudes whom you can call "Daddy" in bed than I would have gotten you laid so much earlier than this." Wide eyes you stare blankly at her, unsure what to say after that. What could you say to that?

"Who likes to be called Daddy in bed?" Schlatt's voice echo through the small dorm, this the reason you didn't want to talk about this in the first place.

You turn back where you heard Schlatt. "No one!" You quickly spill out, looking at him. He wore pajama bottoms, which were a blue plaid and a white sweatshirt with some nonsense written on it. His hair was messy and his mutton chops flared out. "Why are you still in pj's?" You hop off of Minx's bed, through what she was going to mock you about next. "Because it's 10 and a Saturday." He stuck his hand through the bag, pulling out a fry and eating it was a swift bite. "Why are you still wearing pj's?" He asks you back, "I just got here." You give him a quick hug.

He hands you a bag, supposedly your food. "But let's not change the subject here ladies. Who likes to be call "Daddy"?'' He starts heading to Minx's bed where you sat. Minx starts chuckling again, she was trying not to so desperately, but it wasn't helping her. "Y/n went on a date yesterday with this guy named T." He also hands her a bag of food, ready to jump on her bed. "And he's 11 years older than her and I'm just poking fun at it." You go to your bed and sit across from them. Minx is still giggling while pulling out her meal, Schlatt titles his head. "Look y/n some guys liked to be called Daddy in bed and I won't kink shame you-" He tells you, but midway starts to laugh as well. He couldn't even take himself seriously.

"Oh my- I am done talking about my sex life with you two!" You were so fed up with talking about it, if all they were going to do was tease you. Minx calms herself, "Oh stop it, we're done okay!" She breathes out, Schlatt still is chuckling at the situation.

Letting themselves calm down, you take your food out and start eating. But that was stopped once Minx told you, "I actually have a photo of you too last night." You froze, what did she just say. Pulling out her phone, she shows Schlatt first as he was right neck to her. Which he stares down slightly puzzled at first, looking up at you and back down to make sure it was you.

A million and one question fly through your head, does he know Professor Blade? Shit.

He gives the phone back to Minx, who is standing up from her bed to show you the same photo. "He looks good, but I feel like I've seen him before." He questions, taking another bite of a fry. You couldn't say anything to that.

She shows you the picture on her phone, it was you and Techno standing outside last night. He was wearing that damn tux that made you simply melt.

"Why'd you take that?" You spoke softly, the playful smile of her face slowly starting to slip. She questioned as to why you were so petrified at one photo. "I just wanted to know what he looked like and he dresses quite nicely for a girl." She chuckles, trying to lighten the atmosphere that was becoming a little too overwhelming.

You stiff out a laugh, you had to play off before they started to get worried, which they were already questioning as to why. But you think of something to distract them from that. "Sorry I haven't gotten that much sleep." Trying to make something up to get them to stop thinking how weird you just got. But it wasn't wrong, you didn't get much sleep last night.

"Not with Daddy keeping you up." Minx takes a bite of her food, still playing with that damn "Daddy" thing. You didn't even know if he even liked calling him that and you weren't even sure how to talk to him about that. "How many times did you get it on?" Schlatt asks nonchalantly, like it wasn't a strange thing to ask his close friends. "I never told you I called him "Daddy". I didn't even call him that, can we drop that please." To tell off Minx and somewhat Schlatt to drop it. "Fine." She mutters. "And to answer your question Schlatt, 3 times." You look up already knowing that Minx was going to have a field day with this, but you weren't ready for what Schlatt says.

"Foxy." He simply says, you chuckle at his response. But to Minx, she throws her bad to the side. "Did you really! Now you have to tell me everything!" She quickly says, ready to hear the whole thing. "Not when I'm eating!" Schlatt shouts, putting his hands over his ears. Shielding himself from all this. Today was going to be long, especially when you're stuck with these two.

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the-bau-quinjet · 3 years

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Nice to meet you, where you been?

Chapter 2 of In Breakable Heaven!

Summary: Reader becomes acquainted with some members of the BAU.

Warnings: none that I can think of!

Word Count: ~1900

Penny came back out to the foyer, handing you the oversized t-shirt and shorts you left here last time you slept over. You pulled them on quickly, following Penny to the living room where you instantly realized, it was more than just you, Penny, and the tall man in the apartment. You stopped moving as you took in the additional new faces. You had never met Penny’s team before, but she had talked about them a ton. You blushed again thinking of how you must look a mess right now.

“Everyone, this is Y/N! She is my very best friend and she is very sad so we are going to cheer her up.” Penny started the introductions. “Y/N, this is Derek Morgan, Jennifer Jareau aka JJ, and Emily Prentiss.” You took in the names as Penny went around the room. Eyes bouncing between a very muscular bald man and two of the most attractive women you’ve ever seen. “Oh, and for a more formal introduction, this is Dr. Spencer Reid, although you two met at the door.” Your eyes attempted to meet his again, but he was staring at the ground. You couldn’t help the whisper that escaped your lips “Doctor.”

Either the profilers didn’t hear it, or chose to ignore it, along with the blush forming on your cheeks yet again. You looked around the room again and couldn’t stop yourself from speaking your thoughts. “God, is it a requirement to be hot as hell to work for the FBI?” Everyone laughed as you threw your hand over your mouth, eyes widening. “Oh God. That’s embarrassing. It’s true though, what a good looking team.” That earned more laughter form the group.

It was clear they were all wondering why you had just sobbed into their coworkers adorable sweater vest. You waited a beat hoping someone would say something. But since they were all staring at you, and you hate awkward silences, you couldn’t help but blurt out “today was my 3 year anniversary with my boyfriend,” Not noticing the slight frown appear on Spencer’s face, you continued “but I went over to his place and found him in bed with another woman. So now I am very drunk.” Their faces all softened, offering slight words of encouragement as you sunk into the sofa and picked up the bottle of white wine from the table. Not even bothering with a glass, you started drinking again. You drank nearly half the bottle before taking a breath.

“Woah” you heard someone say, but honestly you didn’t know who. “Why don’t we play a game or something? Maybe switch to water so you don’t completely hate yourself tomorrow?” You realized it was JJ talking. “I am always down – hiccup – for a game. I must warn you, I am extremely competitive though. Plus, I don’t get hungover so I’ll be fine.” You looked at their disbelieving faces. “Fine” you muttered, annoyed at having to explain this again, “I’ll switch to water for a bit. But only because I want to win.”

Penny went to get the cards, confirming your statement “Y/N is right ya know. She has never been hungover. I’ve seen her drink countless tequila shots, chase them each with a wine cooler and clean her entire apartment before 8 AM the next day.”

“Impressive.” Derek smirked as he looked at you.

“What can I say? It really boosts my productivity.” The room chuckled as the hot doctor chimed in.

“Your liver is responsible for breaking down all the alcohol you consume into an enzyme called acetaldehyde, the toxin responsible for hangovers. Recent studies have shown about 23% of people are able to break down the acetaldehyde much faster resulting in little to no hangover symptoms. Whether or not you experience hangovers is based 45% on genetics.” You looked over to him, wildly impressed with the first words you’ve heard him say.

“What’s the other 55% based on?” You asked, intrigued to finally know why you don’t actually experience hangovers. He looked surprised as he met your eyes for the first time since you entered the room.

“It’s actually a mixture of volume of alcohol, water, and food consumption.” You chuckled as he said this.

“Well, it must be genetics for me because there are a few times I remember making very bad choices…” You felt the thought slip away as Dr. Spencer Reid smiled at you.

“How can she even do simple math right now? Based on the story she’s had 10 drinks in the last 3 hours?” Emily whispered to JJ and Derek. They exchanged glances as Penny finally sat back down with the cards.

“What should we play?” She asked the room, but mostly you. You could already feel your competitive edge creeping in as you tore your eyes from Spencer’s to suggest one of your favorite group games. “Egyptian Rat Screw!” It should be especially fun since you were all drinking. Nobody seemed to know the game though, so you quickly explained the rules as you took the cards to shuffle and deal.

“Remember, whoever gets all the cards wins. Slap sandwiches and doubles. Royals have the special rules we just talked about. If you slap and there’s nothing there, you have to put a card in the bottom of the pile.” You said as everyone got situated around the table unsure what to expect. “Ready?” you asked, a mischievous grin on your face.

After winning the first two games you couldn’t help but tease everyone “I am definitely the drunkest one here. I thought a group of FBI agents would have better reaction times!” You giggled as everyone laughed along with you. You dealt the cards into five piles, one for each agent. “No cards for you?” Derek asked. “Nope.” You popped the “p” as you took in their confused faces. “I’m going to start with no cards and see if I still win.” There was a clear competitive glint in your eyes, with a matching smirk. They seemed disbelieving that you would pull out another win, but continued along with the game.

You hadn’t even tried slapping the table until there was only Spencer and Derek left with cards. Emily, JJ, and Penelope were chatting aimlessly, having lost interest a few minutes ago. You sat up and stared at the ever growing pile of cards. The whole game was basically memorizing the order of cards, or at least the general timeline. You knew as soon as Derek played his jack, Spencer would follow with an identical card. As you spotted the first jack hit the pile, Derek taunted Spencer “Haha pretty boy, one chance to get a royal or I’m pulling in the big pile.” The two of them seemed to have forgotten that you could get back in the game. Spencer smiled as he flipped over what you knew to be a jack. It was clear from the smirk on his face he knew it was a jack as well. What he didn’t count on was your cat-like reflexes slapping the pile before he could finish laughing at Derek’s sad face.

The two of them looked shocked as you picked up the cards, readying them for the next set of flipping. “Damn girl, I thought you forgot how to play.” Derek laughed at the smug grin you were wearing. He only had two cards left. Easily knocking Derek from the game, he joined the side conversation being had in the kitchen as he resigned to another round lost. You turned to Spencer, almost whispering “Looks like it’s just you and me, Doctor.” Spencer looked up from his cards stating, “you sound pretty confident considering your opponent has an eidetic memory and knows the exact order of both our hands.” You stuck your tongue out as you placed your first card. “Not fair.”

Minutes passed as the game drew on, neither player really making an advance. You yawned as you flipped another card onto the table, losing focus for just a second. Reid recognized the pattern emerging, getting ready to slap after your next card. You forgot to look at the potential for a sandwich, playing your next card. You noticed it a second to late as you slapped your hand down. Spencer beat you too it though, and when your hand landed it was on top of his. You didn’t move at first, shocked to have lost so many cards at once. Spencer was gloating as you picked up his hand and put it on top of yours.

He finally looked down to see you pulling the cards toward you before jumping up to get them back. You held the cards close to your heart, faking the offense you felt at his suggestion that you would cheat, despite your very obvious cheating. When he reached for the cards, you backed up into the couch, holding them above your head. He knelt over you, leaning forward to reach your outstretched hand, forgetting for just a second that he really didn’t know you at all and being this close should make him uncomfortable.

You shrieked as he tickled your sides to pull the cards in. He was gloating yet again as he pulled them from your grasp, not realizing how close the two of you had become. The two of you froze yet again as you felt that same magnetic force as earlier pulling you closer as you looked into his eyes. He cleared his through as he sat up, returning to his seat to finish the game.

The two of you continued the game until you only had a few cards left. “It appears as though your winning streak is quickly coming to an end.” Spencer joked with you, playing a queen. He was clearly trying to ease whatever tension was lingering from your couch experience. You glanced at the cards in the middle of the table. It must have been 45 cards in the pile. You switched tactics to playing the cards as quick as possible to prevent another mistake.

A queen meant playing two cards in a row. You knew you had two sevens in a row in your hand, so you were ready to take him down. You glanced up stating “Rule 1: The Doctor lies.” You stated matter-of-factly as you flipped over your first seven. “Oh, and don’t blink.” You said, playing the second and slapping it before he finished comprehending your two Doctor Who references. You just had an instinctual feeling that Doctor Who would distract him.

You finished the game with relative ease as the others made their way back into the room. You celebrated as you took the rest of his cards, completing the game and adding another tally to the mental scoreboard you had in your head. As everyone sat back down, you put the cards away. It was now 12:30 in the morning and suddenly you were exhausted. You rose from your seat, putting your coat back on your shoulders. “I should go home” you said, earning stares from everyone.

“You are completely welcome to stay the night here!” Penelope said as you continued preparing to leave.

“Thank you, Penelope, but I already feel so much better.” You chanced a glance at Spencer to see him staring right back. “I want to go home and lay in my bed and throw all his stuff out the window. Plus I could really use some fresh air right now.” Everyone started to verbally object now. Sometimes you forgot what Penelope does for a living and how much she’s seen. “No really, I’ll be fine.” You continued, “I live in The City Block, it’s only half a mile from here!” This did nothing to satisfy the worried looks on the five faces staring back at you.

“That’s on the way to my building.” Spencer stated. “I’ll walk with you, okay?” You looked up, surprised. Slowly a small smile appeared on your face. “Okay.” Somehow that was all you could manage. Everyone said their goodbyes as you and Spencer made your way out of the apartment and started walking down the street.

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theparkau · 3 years

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Park AU P3!

Its that time again! More park AU updates!!

Next up in the park au line up is all the 12 year old's! (and some designs that i think are overall really solid.)

AU info and design rambles under the cut :)

First in line we have Punz! Older brother to purpled (9) and can be found just...around the park. If you know where to look.

I think his design is pretty ok. I didn't really do much different with it than his actual skin, but for once i think it actually somewhat works ya know? However maybe next time I will lean a bit more into the shape langue he has going on.

He’ll do almost anything for the right price. ( The price usually being someone's lunch money/ any snack foods he likes), Punz isn't exactly easy to bribe, but it can definitely be done, and is done quite a bit.

Next up in the Line is Connor, I love his design. He’s sonic with the with the wario overalls. He’s got Pokémon cards, he has a purple under shirt that matches the purple in his wario overalls, he wears blue socks that match his sonic onesie/hoodie. The only reason I didn't give him red shoes was because he’d be too powerful then. So much fun 10/10

He sort of hangs out by the picnic tables and waits for kids to come and hang out and talk about Pokémon with him/ battle with him. Once techno hears about this he also starts bringing his cards to the park and they like to trade and battle and just kind of talk about Pokémon. Bench trio also stops by occasionally.

Niki! ok so in the last post I talked about how I kind of wanted Niki and Jack manifold to sort of match visually (because their best friends). Just to both be bright and colorful and represent those two ends of the kids clothing spectrum.

This is how Niki turned out!... its definitely better than Jack manifold, I think I'm gonna be making just a few slight changes in the future. Like I like the blue, pink, burgundy color pallet I seem to have going. while I'm not the biggest fan of the yellow. And I'm also probably gonna make her leggings and sweater a solid color rather than their being patterns because it just looks a little to busy. But yeah for the rest of the design I love it.

Niki's family owns the local bakery “The Honey Bunny”, she plays soccer, (George occasionally coming to goalie), and She does self defense training/ sparring with Techno. Her and techno tend to hang out while she bakes, him often reading aloud, And jack manifold and Niki tend to talk a ton about various movies (mostly sci fi and fantasy and super hero's because their both geeks). Jack manifold, Eret, Niki, Fundy, and Wilbur are a pretty tight nit friend group.

Now for Quackity, I absolutely love his design its one of my favorites! I think the colors and shapes are just super solid, and I love his tiny duck wing backpack. (like those small bags that they try and market to mostly older kids and teens in middle/high school. and how some of them also have like little themes. He has one and its black with duck wings:))

He’s really close with Sapnap and Karl, and their known as the besties (instead of the fiancés ya know) he also hangs out a ton with foolish, Wilbur, Charlie, dream, Sam, and purpled. and sometimes fundy, tubbo and schlatt too. really he’s just a huge extravert. Later on in the au (mid to late high school) he and Wilbur run for class president against each other, and foolish and him start up a small business customizing shoes for people. (Its really popular with the misfits and Beasts crew.)

Dream. His design is fine. its solid. it does what it needs to do and says what it needs to say. I think it matches pretty well with his sister Drista (6). There are some things i would change, but for now I'm happy with it.

Dream is friends with Sapnap, George, and bad, along with the Minecraft brothers. He often asks favors of Punz and can be seen doing parkour with Charlie. I've mentioned before in previous posts that he goes on missions to search for George, as he’ll often sleep through his curfew and get grounded if someone doesn't wake him up and remind him to go home. Later in the au (late middle school) He’s foster brothers with foolish and lives with puffy. He and Drista visit as often as they can.

AU credits: squeed/Vibe

Art Credits: Tooknoken

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moonbeambucky · 4 years

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Hey Neighbor (Epilogue)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Word Count: 3498 Warnings: fluff

Summary: You had a plan and then life came along with one of its own. With your future almost derailed you worked hard to get yourself back on track and finally everything seemed to be going right… that is, until your new neighbor moved in.

A/N: This is it 🥺🥺 I’m so sad we’re at the end but I couldn’t be happier by all of your reactions, even when things weren’t at their best I loved hearing your screams. Now we can all cry together as we say goodbye. Thank you so much for reading their story. Btw I started a Patreon for those who would like to support me.

HEY NEIGHBOR PART 25 | HEY NEIGHBOR MASTERLIST

Breath fogs the window as you stare out of it, a grey haze has rolled over the city, the sky a sunless landscape of thick clouds and cold winds. It snowed the other day and what remains on the streets has become soot covered or murky slush. It’s nicer to stare at the white dusting on the branches of the trees below, taking in the soft peace of the afternoon.

The world has grown quieter over the past few weeks, your world at least. You can’t say the same for the hoards of people in Times Square, packed like sardines as they count down the hours for the ball to drop.

Graduation was behind you. Nearly two weeks ago you finally crossed that stage to receive your diploma. Technically the real one was still coming in the mail but it’s the symbolism that counted. All of your friends cheered as your name was called, tears of joy and relief welling up in your eyes as you did it– you finally did it!

Wanda hugged you tight afterwards, both of you letting your tears fall. She adjusted your graduation cap, decorated with a lightning bolt for Pietro. It was the first thing you did when you received your garments, to make sure a part of him was with you on such an important day. You left her arms for Peggy and Steve’s, then Sam, Natasha and Clint and then there was Bucky.

He grabbed his crutches, lifting himself up from the chair though you didn’t make him walk. A few steps closed the gap between you and you held him, your arms securing around him as a precaution as he balanced on one leg.

His smile was so beautiful as he murmured, “I’m so proud of you,” holding his gaze before you kissed tenderly, humming against his lips.

You’ve been dating ever since that day in the hospital and life couldn’t be better, especially since you and Bucky laid out some terms. From now on you would always be honest with each other, never holding back your feelings. You were a team who loved and respected each other to talk and more importantly listen.

Bucky managed well on crutches but there were still things he couldn’t do, taking for granted days he could have gone outside for a walk. Sure he had muscles, but his arms were killing him, especially on the days he had to go to the doctor for a checkup. He started physical therapy too, to keep up with strength and flexibility for the rest of his body.

It was exhausting but you were there to help him almost every step of the way. Showering was a pain though Bucky insisted on some independence, wrapping up his cast as he sat on a cold plastic chair that extended over the tub. It made him feel like he had aged 80 years but he got over it.

You did what you could to help him heal but the greatest comfort Bucky found was when you were cuddling together. He cherished those moments the most, when you held him, resting your head against his chest, or when his head was in your lap as he stretched across his couch, your fingers lazily combing through his hair.

It was the quiet moments together, crossing the threshold of intimacy in new ways. This was the slowest Bucky has ever gone since he was in middle school, swallowing a nervous gulp before asking if it was okay to hold a girl’s hand.

Life after had been a blur; his guard up, women in and out, no chance to settle, in and out, no connection, faces blend together, names are nothing more than letters on his phone for a good time, in and out. It was all noise, a constant buzzing in his head until you came into his life.

You’ve opened Bucky’s ears and the noise became sweet music. You’ve opened his heart, the melody it sings is a love song and he’s soaring. He doesn’t waste time on regrets, instead he spends each and every day getting to know you and love you in new ways.

You celebrated Thanksgiving together, with his parents coming to your apartment so Bucky didn’t have to travel. George brought most of the food over, it wasn’t barbecue but it was just as delicious. And this year you had the time to bake a pumpkin pie.

Your days were spent working at The September Foundation up until graduation. Elena hired you for Metro-General and you start there on the first Monday of the new year. Ideally, you’d like to still volunteer when you can and knowing Tony it’s something he fully supported. Things couldn’t be better.

“Doll, are you ready?”

Bucky’s voice pulled you away from the window and you climb off his bed and into his waiting arms. The basketball shorts he wears reveals his skinny left leg, paler than the other thanks to the dry flakiness he’s still working on remedying. He was in a cast for almost three months and just got it off a few days ago. You went with him, holding his hand as he beared weight on his weak muscle after so long.

He just finished the strengthening exercises he was supposed to do every day and now he needed to shower. You both did actually since tonight was Natasha and Clint’s annual New Year’s Eve party. You pull your shirt off, tossing it somewhere behind you and Bucky follows you to the bathroom. He can shower without his seat now but it doesn’t mean he didn’t want help and you happily obliged. The water ran cold by the time you actually finished and you really didn’t mind at all. Now that Bucky’s cast was off you were looking forward to getting even more physical again.

Though you showered at his place you finished getting ready at yours since you could. Living next door to your boyfriend was obviously convenient. You were able to be together and still have the space you needed. For now it worked though you can see yourself moving in together. A smile stretches across your face when you think of it, Bucky playing his music, no walls in between, a far cry from how things began.

You open your closet to find a dress that would work for the theme of this year’s party which they claimed was winter except they asked all their guests to wear either red or green. You bit your tongue, thinking that sounded more Christmas than winter but you didn’t argue, it wasn’t your party. You pulled out a crimson colored dress that had a beautiful lace overlay. The back was sheer and though it was a little short you felt it was seasonally appropriate with its long sleeves. You finished your hair and makeup, finishing off with gold chandelier earrings and peep-toe heels.

A rhythmic knock rapped at your door and you knew it was Bucky. Opening the door your jaw dropped. Maybe it was the fact that you had mostly seen him in shorts and sweatpants over the last three months, and not that he didn’t make those look good, but the outfit he was wearing now looked incredible. He looked sharp in a juniper green suit with a soft tartan design, a brighter green patterned tie stood out against his light shirt. His shoes were dark brown with a hint of mahogany that reflected in the light and even though he looked amazing you were surprised he didn’t opt for sneakers to be more comfortable with his leg.

“Fuck, you look beautiful,” he spoke first, biting his lip as he looked at you up and down.

He shaved since you left him and your hands went to cup the smooth skin of his cheek. “Not more beautiful than you.”

You pressed your lips to Bucky’s, deepening the kiss with your tongue which was probably a bad idea since it only increased your urge to rip Bucky’s suit off and take him right there. You forced yourself back from him, walking towards your couch to grab your bag.

Bucky followed you as quickly as he could considering walking still felt a little strange. His arms went around your waist pulling you closer to him as his lips began to kiss your cheek, trailing down your neck. You hummed in delight, exhaling stuttered breaths, almost losing yourself to his touch before you pulled yourself out of it.

“We can’t,” you stressed, reluctantly. “We’re gonna be late, come on.”

He sighed acceptingly, waiting for you to unplug your phone and grab your keys. Just before you were ready to leave his arms wrapped around your waist one more time and Bucky spoke before you could say anything.

“I love you, Y/N.”

The swell of your heart reached your lips as you gazed into Bucky’s eyes repeating the same words you’ve known and felt for so long. After another sweet kiss you locked up your place to take the long trip up one flight.

Clint greeted you at the door, his arms pulling you and Bucky into warm welcoming hugs. Unlike his guests, Clint was dressed in a white suit jacket, with black pants and a matching bow tie. He welcomed you into the apartment that was not filled with as many people as you expected.

There were familiar faces in your friends, including Sam who was able to take off this year. Right away Bucky teased him about his red suit calling him Elmo.

“Yeah whatever Kermit. And what about this one?” Sam teased, pointing at Steve. “That’s all you had?”

Steve blushed pink, feeling insecure about his outfit choice, a cozy forest green cable-knit sweater. “Like I’m supposed to have a fruit punch suit in my closet?”

“It’s cranberry and I look good,” Sam declared, smoothing his hands down the front of his jacket.

You let the boys continue to have fun as you said hello to Wanda and Peggy, both looking beautiful in their dresses. “Where’s Natasha?”

They shook their heads. “Haven’t seen her,” Wanda said, heading towards their marble island to grab a drink.

It was decorated with a row of mason jars, each filled a quarter of the way with coarse sugar mimicking crystal snow, with a candle in every other one and a chunk of bright red cranberries and sprays of cedar leaves sticking out of the others.

“But we just got here, so I dunno,” she finished.

You were looking around for familiar guests, surely the partners of her law firm would be coming again. An older woman sat on the couch talking to another unfamiliar face, the back of their heads glowing thanks to the curtain of twinkle lights that decorated the large walls of the living room. In the corner was their Christmas tree, a tall spruce decorated with frosted pine cone garland, matte red ornaments and thick burlap ribbon.

Clint brushed passed you, kneeling in front of the older woman who looked curiously familiar. Nervous energy was pouring off of him, from the way he kept chewing his nails to the constant tremble of his leg. He smiled as he passed you again standing near the door. With Natasha still not in sight you decided to do a little digging, by way of introducing yourself.

You walked over to the woman Clint had been speaking to, standing in front of her and the two people she was mid-conversation with. The man was big, his Santa-like belly was testing the buttons of his red shirt as it stretched across the material. His eyebrows were bushy and his brown hair was long in the front, looking a little messy as if it had been brushed through with only his fingers. He had a long beard that matched the color of his hair though it had a lot more grey in it.

The woman was beautiful. The emerald top she wore brought out the green flecks of her hazel eyes and her red lips drew you right into her beautiful smile. Her dark hair was braided with a crown, the rest of the locks falling onto her shoulders.

You caught their attention, extending your hand with a smile as you introduced yourself. The older woman spoke first, her voice as soft as a songbird as she told you her name, Edith, followed by the fact that she was Clint’s mother. Well, that explains it. You see the similarities now, the glasses she wore didn’t hide the fact that they shared the same eyes. Even her mouth was the same, thin lips that grew into the same beaming smile.

“I’m Melina,” the beautiful woman said with a Russian accent. “This is Alexei.” She pointed to the man who smiled at you. His grip was strong as he took your hand in his meaty paw. “We’re like family to Natalia,” he grinned proudly.

“It’s so nice to meet you all!” you said, sitting beside them to talk all while in the back of your mind your brain was working to put together why they were here. Sure it’s a holiday but family members have never come to Clint and Natasha’s for New Years before. In fact, Natasha doesn’t even have family. The only “family” you knew of would have to come from Russia to–

Holy shit.

You find an acceptable way out of the conversation, rushing over to Bucky and pulling him away from his conversation. Your hands are jittering with excited energy, eyes as wide as your mouth is open.

“Bucky, don’t you see what this is?!”

He looks confused for a moment before his attention is diverted. Bucky looks past you to another unfamiliar person that walked in. It’s a man with brown skin dressed in all black. A dark goatee framed his face and the straps of an eye patch secure comfortably around his hairless head. Though Bucky tried not to stare he couldn’t help but notice the veining of scars stretching out across his temple and cheek. He stands tall and silent with his arms clasped behind his back waiting.

Clint cleared his throat, a nervous smile settling on his face. “Now that everyone’s here I’d like to welcome you to… our wedding.”

Gasps of surprise fill the room with everyone rushing up towards Clint as he tries to field questions, hoping no one was truly mad at the abrupt announcement. “I knew it,” you whispered under your breath, gently slapping at Bucky’s arm.

The man in black walked towards the front of the living room, clearly the officiate who asked everyone to get settled as they were about to begin. Clint knocked once on his bedroom door, before taking his place beside the man who introduced himself as Nick.

A young woman with blonde hair slipped out of the door. She nodded to him, cracking a hint of a smile before she settled next to Melina. A moment later everyone’s eyes were drawn to the sound of the bedroom door creaking open again.

Natasha stepped out looking like a dream, in a floor length shimmering ivory gown that showed off her well sculpted shoulders with its high halter neckline, embellished with beautiful beading. She clutched a delicate bouquet of white roses and winter greens with cranberry sprigs woven throughout. Natasha walked up to Clint without fanfare, just the audible sighs of those around her admiring the back of her dress, dazzling and tasteful cut outs that showed off more of her toned body. The fabric cinched above the small of her back, a small train sweeping around her feet.

She handed her bouquet off to the blonde girl, her “sister” you presumed, remembering an old conversation with Clint. Brushing back a loose tendril from her face, Natasha smiled widely as she stared at Clint, bringing her hands forward to connect with his.

Nick began speaking and you took out your phone to capture a quick picture as the impromptu ceremony began. Bucky’s hand found yours, lacing your fingers together as you watched your friends exchange their vows.

Clint’s hands communicated his words in sync as he spoke them. “Natasha, what more can I say to the person that knows me better than I know myself. Because of you the sun shines a little brighter each day, flowers have a sweeter fragrance and my heart is filled with treasured memories. Even the not so great ones like that time in Budapest that I know we remember very differently.”

A chuckle simmers amongst the small crowd and Natasha dips her head down to laugh.

“Because of you my heart found a home, and like my stomach, it will never be empty...” Clint smiled, taking Natasha’s hands in his. “...because it will always be filled with your love, a love that I promise you I will never let go.”

Natasha sniffs, brushing aside a tear as she gathers her thoughts. “Clint, you’ve given me a second chance in life, you’ve shown me what friendship and love truly mean. I promise to trust and respect you and give you the best of myself. I promise to always fight for you, never against you, to be by your side through whatever life brings. I promise to make sure we always have snacks in the house and to clean up all the stains from your shirts when you drop food on them.”

Clint’s shoulders shrugged with acceptance as he chuckled under his breath, “It happens a lot.”

“Yes it does,” Natasha repeated, smiling wider. She exhaled a deep breath before continuing. “I promise to love you through the good times and bad and to choose our love every single day. You are my best friend, my soulmate and I'm the luckiest person on Earth to be able to call you mine.”

You felt Bucky press a kiss to your temple, leaning his head against you as the ceremony continued. When it was time Alexei dug into his pocket, pulling out the rings. With Nick’s concluding words Natasha wrapped her arms around Clint’s neck, and his held her waist; their love sealed with a kiss as everyone cheered in celebration.

They pulled back from each other, Clint resting his forehead against Natasha’s. He brought his hand up, bending his middle and ring finger into his palm. Natasha did the same, their fingertips touching as they signed “I love you” before turning to face their friends and family.

Edith was the first to hug the newly married couple who made their way through everyone until they got to you. Bucky and Clint hugged as he congratulated them. “I can’t believe this.”

“I can.” Natasha laughed, pressing her cheek to Bucky’s as they hugged. She moved to you and you wrapped your arms around her tightly. “We’ve been planning this wedding for so long it was never going to happen unless we did it this way.”

“It was perfect,” you said, pulling back from your hug with a huge smile. “Congratulations, I’m so happy for you both.”

As the night went on you formally met Yelena, the blonde who Natasha grew up with, and learned about her exciting work. You were in similar fields as she worked to free people of human trafficking, mostly young girls that were to be indoctrinated into radical terrorist groups for forced marriage or even espionage.

Her work was more hands-on as she physically raided underground bunkers or warehouses. It made you feel like you weren’t doing enough even though you knew that wasn’t true. All the years spent working towards your goal reaffirmed that, and in just a few days you’ll officially move into your office in Metro-General, across from Elena’s as you begin doing what you’ve always wanted to do, help people.

You’re lost in a comfortable stare as you look at the Christmas tree, realizing the countdown to midnight had begun.

Ten! Nine! Eight! ...

You turn around, looking for Bucky in the small room that was crowded with everyone standing so close together, huddled around the TV that showed the view from Times Square.

Seven! Six ...

The shimmering ball was descending and you were alone until….

Five! Four! ...

“Hey neighbor…” A voice called and you spun around relieved. Bucky smiled, bringing you close into his arms.

Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!

He leaned in, his lips hovering above yours, pausing as you spoke above the roar of cheers. “Have I ever told you how happy I am that you moved in here?” you purred.

“Every day. It’s like music to my ears.”

Bucky smiled tenderly, sealing the small gap between you, kissing you softly as he poured all the love from his heart out and into yours. Your hearts beat to the rhythm of your own symphony, a song that had a rocky beginning of notes that stretched high and low, but now it was a steady ballad you would continue to create together with your love.

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes fluff

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nattikay · 3 years

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So I saw this post while browsing toa tags the other day. While I don’t think being obsessed with the school mascot automatically makes Toby a furry (though it is funny to joke about lol) since “being a furry” actually just means “being a fan of anthropomorphic animals” and doesn’t necessarily require any form of costuming or interest in such, it did get me thinking, hmmm...if he was a furry, what would his fursona be? 🤔 And from there I started wondering what Jim’s and Claire’s would be as well because y not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

BUT WAIT, I hear you say--haven’t you already drawn the trio as werewolves and wolfwalkers etc.? Wouldn’t those be their fursonas??

Well yes....but actually no.

I guess it’s a little hard to explain, but there’s a nuance between “[person] but as an animal” and a proper “fursona”. While a fursona is an animal character used to represent its person, it doesn’t have to physically resemble them at all as you would expect [person]-but-as-[animal] to. For example, if you were to design me but as a cat, you’d probably give it light brown fur and green eyes like I have irl. But my fursona, unlike my human self, actually has blue fur and purple eyes. You can give your fursona matching physical traits to your own if you want to, and some people do, but most use only a pinch of their irl appearance, if any at all.

The choices people make when designing their fursonas vary wildly from “it looks like me irl” to “it looks like who I want to be” to “I just really like this color scheme” to “this particular color/marking holds deep personal meaning to me” to “this particular pattern represents a particular defining moment in my life” to “idk it looks cool and i vibe with it” etc. etc. etc. Everyone has different reasons of varying depth for the decisions they make in designing their fursona.

Therefore, to design a fursona for Toby etc., it’s less a question of “what would this character look like as [insert species here]?” and more of “how would this character choose to present himself with his own [animal] character?”

And that’s a much trickier game than just transferring a character aesthetic to a new species. ^^; We have to kinda dive into the characters and makes some guesses about how they, if given infinite creative freedom to design an animal avatar with no rules or limits, would choose to present themselves.

So all that said, here’s what I came up with:

Starting with Toby because he’s the one who inspired the post. I think Toby might choose a wolfdog fursona. A lot of people who choose wolves as fursonas consider themselves to be overwhelmingly loyal to their friends, a trait that fits Toby very well. However, while Toby likes to be “cool”, I don’t think he really thinks of himself as much of an “alpha” type--he’s more of a sidekick, and he knows that, and he’s ok with that. He’s the wingman. So what better way to incorporate that than to add dog into the mix? Man’s best friend=Jim’s best friend. Sociable, humorous, and unwaveringly loyal. Wolfdog it is!

With the species decided, we can move on to the design itself.

I can’t imagine any form of Toby in anything other than warm colors. This is extra emphasized by the flamelike patterns on his legs and tail, which both speaks to his desire to be totally awesome-sauce as well as acts as an allusion to his flaming warhammer. It’s fairly common (not universal, but common) for people to give their fursonas a more “ideal” physique than the person actually has as a sort of way to live by proxy physical goals or fantasies they’ve been unable to attain irl for whatever reason. Given that we’ve seen Toby struggle with fitness from time to time, it wouldn’t shock me to see him take this route. His wolfdog self is still relatively short and stocky, but it’s all muscle, babey.

This fursona is strong, fun, boisterous, and generally just kicks butt. Concentrated awesomesauce flows through his veins. Just don't mess with his friends, or you’ll feel the flames!

Moving on to Jim. Jim was the hardest to nail down, and most definitely the hardest to keep my personal biases out of oof. Which I may have failed to do anways because yes, ok, I made my favorite character a blue feline, sue me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ But hear me out first!

For Jim I ultimately settling on a cheetah/lion hybrid.

Cheetahs, in a way, are sort of the underdogs (er...cats?) of the feline world--at least, in their local ecosystems. They are built wholly for speed, not strength--and as such, just about every other large predator in their environment has them beat when it comes to raw strength. Remind you of a certain Trollhunter? plus the long lanky legs. don’t forget those lol

However, because of this disadvantage, cheetahs...usually surrender. They know it’s not worth it to defend their kill from larger, stronger opponents, so they’ll give it up and just catch something else. This aspect doesn’t quite fit our protective, selfless protagonist all too eager to risk everything to save his loved ones--so a pure cheetah may not be the right choice.

So what animal is brave and protective? That’s where the lion part comes in, of course!

Why not just make him a pure lion? Well, a little similar to making Toby a wolfdog instead of a pure wolf. A straight-up lion feels a little too “chad” for our sweet Jimbo. Too much of a jock.

Jim has the humble underdog nature of a cheetah as well as the bravery and fierce protective drive of a lion. Cheelion? Leetah? idk, but let’s design it!

Like Toby and warm colors, I don’t think I can possibly associate Jim with any color but blue. While it’s never directly stated, given that we’ve never really seen him wear any other color (with the exception of the Eclipse armor), I think it’s pretty safe to assume that that’s his favorite. Blue sweater, blue jeans, blue shoes, even his backpack and bedsheets are blue. So naturally, his fursona would be predominantly blue as well! Plus some yellowish accents to (somewhat) match the natural colors of his chosen species(s).

I imagine he originally designed the character without horns, but then added them after becoming the Trollhunter, since it became such a major and impactful aspect of his life.

His lion’s mane also continues down his back in imitation of the “mantle” found on baby cheetahs. This youthful feature could subtly represent the fact that he’s been forced to grow up too fast and take on so much responsibility so young--so his fursona can still be young and carefree as long as he likes even while his real self struggles with the weight of the world on his shoulders.

This fursona is relaxed, calm, and confident. He’s not just cool--he’s crispy!

Lastly but not leastly, we have Claire. Out of the three, I think Claire was actually the easiest to choose--or at least, I had the clearest idea of what I thought she might go for.

Claire is a bit of an interesting duck, because while she’s shown to be fairly popular at school, she’s definitely far from the stereotype of The Popular Girl™. Yes she’s smart and pretty, but she’s also a little spunky or even a bit quirky--she’s a theatre kid, she’s a huge fan of hard rock band Papa Skull, and while I wouldn’t quite call her “rebellious” per se, she’s certainly willing to bend some rules if she feels the situation calls for it (not telling her parents that she was going to the concert with Steve, literally sneaking into Jim’s basement to try to find out what was up with him, etc).

That said, I think Claire might go for a hyena fursona--something a little out of the box, but not totally out of left field. (she also shows a slight Gurl Power™ streak here and there “the staff was not meant to be wielded by man--” “I am not a man!!!”) and if you know anything about hyenas...well, yeah lol)

I think Claire would lean into her punk-rock “rebellious” side with her fursona design. This character is completely free of the pressure of being the councilwoman’s daughter and having to maintain her mother’s public reputation, and thus allows Claire to express a less restrained side of herself. She has a bold semi-edgy color scheme with bright accents (and some earrings to match her person’s hair clips) while still remaining feminine and (her own brand of) fashionable.

This fursona is spunky and sassy; she’s spicy and sweet all rolled up into one. She knows what she wants and she’s not afraid to chase it down. She lives her own life and she’s dang proud of it.

....sooooo yeah there’s my take on what Toby’s, Jim’s, and Claire’s fursonas could hypothetically be. And I guess since this post was inspired by a joke about Toby’s infatuation with the school mascot, here’s just some quick thoughts on how they might approach fursuiting to end us off:

Jim I don’t see as much of a suiter. He might try it once or twice if given the opportunity, but at the end of the day it’s not really his cup of tea--he’d rather act as the “handler” for his friends, if anything.

Toby and Claire, on the other hand, I could definitely see as suiters. In fact, with her interest in acting, Claire would probably particularly enjoy it--she’d be one of those suiters who really gets into character, absolutely refuses to break the magic publicly (outside of any actual medical emergency), and popular at cons because she just performs so well.

Toby, meanwhile, would be the more chill type--uses his normal voice in-suit, isn’t really too stressed about “breaking the magic”, just kinda hanging around like he would normally except “look I’m a talking dog, cool right?”.

also while I was typing this it occurred to be that since Eli is canonically a cosplayer then he could be a fursuiter as well; in his case i imagine he actually made his own suit it’s a protogen and it’s full of little LEDs and other electric gadgets, it’s not the prettiest thing ever as sewing is not his forte but boy did he try!! good for him. good for him

#so anyways I put way too much thought into this...enjoy I guess?#trollhunters #tales of arcadia #toby domzalski #jim lake jr #claire nuñez #furry #my art

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oh-boy-me · 4 years

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Casual Outfits Discussed

@themarchinghare Ok >:3c

These hot takes analyses and opinions are based entirely on the concept art of the demon brothers’ casual outfits. So any in-game features not present in the concept art aren’t discussed. We’re looking at the outfit as a whole, but occasionally we do talk about individual features.

Also please don’t take this seriously, we just had a lot of fun shitting on the Seven Power Avatars of Sin, Rulers of Hell Itself™’s questionable fashion sense. I would still die for these boys, terrible taste in shoes or not.

Participants in the discussion were

Jo ( @jodaneko ), my roommate and an art major with storyboarding and character design experience

Justin ( @justinlester0629 ), my go-to fashion expert for at least a decade and very possibly a future male model

Noodle (Me), untrained eye and resident fashion decade disregarder

With the exception of a few choice quotes, our thoughts and conclusions are all mixed in with each other. Quotes are mildly paraphrased.

Lucifer:

The colors are good; the blacks and grays are all in the blue-gray family, and there’s a pop of color with the gold belt and red vest.

But he paired a black suit with brown shoes???? SIN

“You should always match your belt with your shoes and those shoes are not gold.” —Justin

Justin on the coat: “I love it, the pattern of the inner lining is throwing me off but it’s not bad, and the fur is perfect because it’s associated with power.”

Me on the coat: “I don’t know about you but I bet that coat looks dumb as shit if you put your sleeves through it.”

WITHOUT the coat though his cuffs scream “I am dealing for blackjack and rolling craps.” Lucifer looks like he could walk into and out of a casino whenever he pleases and everyone would assume he works there.

“Dress shirts don’t work like that. He got a size too big.” —Jo

The belt isn’t doing anything functionally, but it’s very important because it balances things out from being too top-heavy.

Out of the belt, shirt cuffs, and coat cuffs, two of them should have matched.

We’re nitpicking because in general it’s a good design. Lucifer has no taste in shoes but that aside is capable of dressing himself.

Mammon:

“That’s western Danny Phantom if I’ve ever seen it.” —Justin

Very nice coat 10/10 would wear.

The colors are odd, he mixes black and brown too, but the other colors mixed in makes it work in a cute way.

“The only things that clash are the shirt and jeans, he could replace the gray shirt with either a black one or a lighter one to match the boots.” —Justin

He’s got a cat toy on his belt. I admire his preparedness for feline encounters.

The cat toy also balances out his rings nicely, since the toy is on his left hip and the rings are on his right hand.

The yellows in the shades, belt, and cat toy are placed very nicely and are the best part of the outfit.

Honestly except for the shirt color and the fact that fur-lined boots are out of style we don’t have much bad to say about his design. Mammon’s casual outfit lives up to his model career.

Leviathan:

“Ugh, god.” —Justin

The headphones don’t match with anything, and ever color he’s wearing is so bright they REALLY don’t match.

Headphones aside he chose ok colors to supersaturate, but also like, supersaturation is very very loud.

It kind of looks like he bought two different tracksuits and forgot they were two different outfits.

The pants don’t match themselves.

“He color coordinated his pant cuffs and his shirt and thinks it makes it ok.” —Jo

The jacket itself is nice, the pins are really good and I appreciate that they’re opposite the stripes in his shirt.

Justin hates the gray stripe though because it looks like either part of the jacket or a girl scout sash.

“That shirt should not be collared.” —Jo

“The shoes look like what Kanye West would design but if they were sold on Wish.” —Justin

It’s kind of just… he took the RGB color wheel and went with it. It’s just loud. If he just changed some colors he’d be fine. Leviathan please I have hope for you.

Satan:

“He looks like a gay prep school person.” —Justin

Satan wore 100 shades of green and said “yes this is peak fashion.” And you know what, it objectively sucks but I’m kind of living for it?

Rip off jeans that can’t actually be ripped off because of the VERY stylish belt? Iconic.

Green deep v-neck sweater over a gradient t-shirt and a jacket with the sleeves too short, this man only shops at Goodwill.

The one-shoulder jacket look gives the outfit some personality and I’m really glad he isn’t wearing it properly because looking at it alone I wouldn’t be caught dead in that jacket.

“While good for the design, it’s a mix between business and athletic and I’m not sure how I feel about that.” —Jo

(Jo also said some jackets are designed with sleeves like that but with the color choices it’s just… not good. Justin pointed out that the sweater and jacket do match though.)

The chocolate loafer-style shoes take away from the rest of the outfit.

“Any other shade of green besides Crayola green would have been better for his nails.” —Justin

Listen it’s so bad it’s good, Satan’s fashion sense is “blue-green.” We basically ripped into it the whole time but I’m pretty sure it was the universal favorite.

Asmodeus:

“Just from the back he looks like a cool dude and then the front of him screams douche.” —Jo

Asmo’s outfit is actually ok, but he has one fatal flaw: If he takes off his jacket it’s way too plain, but with the jacket it’s kind of too much.

It’s also kind of confusing, because it looks both casual and formal from different angles. “I’m not sure I like the cut in the front with the t-shirt showing underneath.” —Justin

The shirt is nice but a color that contrasted his skin more would have been nice.

The pants are killer, and the white stitching matches the jacket really well.

The gold accents on the jacket are also good and would match the belt really nicely if the belt wasn’t some ugly mustard color.

This boy is wearing mustard belt and ketchup pants.

Inoffensive shoes which is really the best I can ask for with these boys.

“The scarf. I like it, but I’m not sure how I feel about it because there’s just so much going on with both it and the jacket.” —Justin

“That’s not a scarf, it’s too long. It’s like. A really long strip of cloth.” —Jo

Anyway all in all there’s a little much going on in the front but it’s one of the better looks, good job Asmo.

Beelzebub:

Justin looked at the picture and immediately put his phone down.

“First impression is he looks like Naruto if he got his head lodged in Doritos.” —Justin

“He looks like he’s the carpet of the arcade portion of a skating rink.” —Jo

“He shouldn’t be wearing orange tones.” —Justin

Legitimately we were at a loss for words for a considerable time. We just kept staring at it.

To start he’s got a lot going on but it feels like he looked in the mirror before leaving his room. Not saying he did the best job but at least he looked at himself.

The jacket alone is great, but why is it fur-lined? It throws off the urban design.

But finally some good fucking shirt. We have mixed opinions on the triangles (I like them, Justin doesn’t but appreciates that the pattern continues on the back) but all like the cut.

Living for the necklace-bracelet combo.

Jo says the biggest problem is that there’s color-matching but in weird places and not enough of it.

Jo hates the pink belt and Justin hates the green suspenders; we concluded that one of them should have been excluded.

His choice in sneakers is not as bad as Levi’s but still not very good. The laces shouldn’t be green.

This sounds like a lot of complaining but if he cleaned up the belts and ditched the fur it’d be a fine look.

Belphegor:

“Oh shit oh god.” —Justin

“The top half is for sleeping and the bottom half is for riding.” —Jo

Absolutely disgusting, mustard yellow pants tucked into brown lace-up combat boots? Disgusting.

The shoes alone are nice but the mustard pants don’t work at all. There’s no cutoff between blue and mustard.

Also he has really broad shoulders, just noticed that looking at this. That has nothing to do with this but it does affect how his cardigan sits on him.

I personally would wear that cardigan, a hooded cardigan? Everything I’ve ever wanted.

Justin pointed out that the button lining is weird, and the inside is a weird contrast with the pocket. He’s right, but I think it’s an endearing mess.

Why do I look at him and feel like he needs to do laundry? I think it’s the t-shirt. It would have been better as a collared shirt, taking the hood off the cardigan in return.

You can’t convince me the avatar of sloth laces those boots every day, he sleeps with his shoes on and that’s a worse sin than sloth.

“The pillow’s not part of the outfit? Oh thank god.” —Justin

Jo said we were being too mean and that it’s not the worst outfit out there, and from the waist up they’re right.

But damn Belphegor the condiment war called and they want the bottom half of their uniform back.

#obey me #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #shall we date obey me #obey me swd #swd obey me #obey me!#obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me outfit analysis #image

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just, i want the marble hornets gang going to six flags. i want alex complaining to sara about food prices. i want jessica, amy, and jay making fun of the couples with the awful matching hoodies. i want brian trying to bribe seth and tim to go on superman with him. just all the good fluff. all good times. i hope you feel better soon, and don’t feel bad taking breaks!!

((It might take me three weeks but it's here!!!!!!!!!!! Link to the hoodie referenced in this fic :3 https://www.amazon.com/Trouble-Matching-Hoodie-Sweatshirt-Unisex/dp/B08CLYFND4/ref=sr_1_39?dchild=1&keywords=couple%2Bhoodies%2Bpink&qid=1626150560&sr=8-39&th=1&psc=1 ))

On AO3 if that is your preference

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32547058

It had been at Alex’s insistence, surprisingly. He had said that it was to help them bond, make their acting seem more natural. That some fun would finally get them in the headspace to perform well.

Some of the cast thought it was an excuse to spend time having fun, which was ultimately a good thing with how stressed Kralie had become.

Yet his mood did not seem to be improving as he sat across from Sarah at a dirty picnic table. “Five dollars for a pretzel?”

His voice was incredulous, as if the pricing had personally insulted him, rather than simply being what it has always been.

“Well, no one is forcing you to buy it,” Sarah leaned back amused by Alex’s anger for once. “But I will admit that $5 is too much for a mostly green hot dog. You could get a pack of Hebrew National for less.”

“Exactly! And the audacity to restrict outside food. It’s designed to force you to starve or pay for shitty food.”

Sara dutifully nodded her agreement as someone that Alex failed to notice settled in beside him on the chair.

“Alex, could you hand me my bag?” She asked once he had finished talking.

He reached under the table to grab the bag at his feet without hesitation, handing it to Amy, who took it and dug around for her sunscreen.

As she reapplied it as she spoke, having missed the majority of the conversation, “I think I’m going to get a snack from the concession stand, do you want anything Alex?”

Sarah knew in an instant that his tune was about to change.

“No, but I’ll grab something for you,” He spoke immediately, as though he had no problem with the overpriced nature of the water park food. “I think the pretzel is probably the safest bet,” Sarah smiled casually as she put in her two cents.

She swore Alex’s eye twitched ever so slightly despite the charade of cheerfulness he put on for Amy.

“I swear that’s the third sweater I’ve seen like that today.” Jay groaned as a woman, roughly the same age as them walked by in a black sweater that read “The Real Boss.” By now he and his two companions already knew that the matching one worn by her partner, neither of which they had seen yet, read simply “The Boss.”

Jessica sighed, “I don’t get why you would waste money on those. They’re incredibly tacky at best, an awful reminder of a break up at worse.”

Amy hummed in agreement, holding up her hand to pause the conversation as she finished chewing her pretzel. “Or a great break up reminder. Nothing screams failed relationship like the realization you were never equals.”

Jay made a choked noise where he sat while Jessica laughed freely. “You don’t think Alex would wear one of those would you?” She asked innocently.

Amy rolled her eyes, “That doesn’t matter. I’d rather be caught dead than in one of those. I bet they’re made out of that cheap shitty fabric that falls apart after one wash.”

“I don’t know,” Jay drew out, “Maybe we should go check the gift shop and find out.”

It was that easy to convince the other two, with Jessica and Jay both tired of the kid rides, but unwilling to try out any of the larger ones; Amy on the other hand was ready to spend time with other members of the group, at this point tired of helping Brian try to convince Alex and Sarah to ride the Superman with him; she knew it was a losing battle, and quietly abandoned the pair to his pestering.

That brought the group into a chilly gift shop, looking at a display of couple hoodies.

“Huh, it actually doesn’t feel too bad,” Amy commented, after holding the sleeve of one, “Kind of thick for summer though.”

“A jacket’s a jacket.” Jessica sang, “Hey check out this one!”

She pulled a grey pair off the rack.

“Think we could get Brian and Tim to wear these?”

The three exchanged looks- it might force them to attend club events across university to eat for a week or two, but it would be so worth it.

“Come on, it'll be fun,” Brian drew out the words to Tim, Seth trailing not far behind them, having already been convinced into the upcoming shenanigans by the star of Marble Hornets.

“And I already said no.” Tim stated firmly, unamused by his best friend's request. He hadn’t really wanted to come on the trip in the first place, and had spent most of it tailing near Brian, when he wasn’t busy fidgeting with the lighter in his pocket.

He ended up coming as it would be out of place for him to be the only cast member missing, and because Amy had asked him nicely (and promised to make the oatmeal cookies he adored for snacks on the drive up). Brian having listened in on the conversation, offered to even drive for him, which sealed the deal; despite Tim fully expected he’d drive back with Brian being thoroughly exhausted after the day outside.

“But I won’t be able to survive without my bestie,” Brian whined.

Seth snorted behind him, “Leave him be if he doesn’t want to go.”

Tim nodded his thanks, “Seth will make up for me, he’ll make sure you live through the experience.”

Seth mock saluted from behind Brian.

“It’s not the same though,” Brian pouted.

“What? Having an actually enjoyable experience rather than being covered in my hurl? Yeah I imagine it is quite different,” Tim was only half joking, but Brian couldn’t tell.

“Well, you’ll have to come on with us and prove it.”

Well...Tim was never one to back down from Brian’s almost dares- even if he already knew the outcome. Sometimes it really was about proving a point with that man.

Seth glanced between the pair, concern evident on his face. Just in case, he’d have to make sure he sat two rows in front of them.

“To be fair, I warned you.” Tim spoke leaning heavily against the bathroom wall, flannel damp and draped across his arm from where he had rinsed it. He was lucky to have a plain undershirt that had been unaffected.

Brian, not so much. “I didn’t think you were serious!” he exclaimed from behind the bathroom stall. He stuck his hand out under the stall, holding his t-shirt out for Tim.

Tim took it, handing Brian the still wet flannel, “That’s as dry as I could get it with the hand driers,”

Somehow the flannel had ended up less of a mess than Brian’s shirt. Brian swore it was intentional as he buttoned up the blue-black patterned shirt.

“You sure you don’t just want to throw this out?” Tim asked as he began to rinse off the green t-shirt, doing what he could to save it. He could already tell it was going to stain pretty bad.

Just as he began, a familiar shape slid up to the sink next to him.

“Hey- is that Brian’s shirt?” Jay asked, pumping soap onto his hands. Tim nodded solemnly, while Jay’s face lit up.

It was slightly concerning. “Hey Bri?”

After receiving the most irritated “What?” either had ever heard from the man, Jay almost sang.

“Jessica, Amy and I got something for you.”

Tim ended up leaving the bathroom with his still damp flannel, while Brian now wore a grey hoodie that read in bold text:

“I get us into trouble.”

Alex laughed harder than any of them, even Amy, had heard in weeks when Seth gave him the simplified version of the story.

#marble hornets #marble hornets fanfiction #alex kralie #jay merrick #tim wright #brian thomas #sarah reid #jessica locke #amy walters #seth wilson #my writing

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rollingaroundin-bread · 3 years

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My Sweet Ride is an amazing episode of Phineas and Ferb and the only thing bad about it I that I wish we could have seen more people in full out 1950s clothes!! So I did that!! (Also including some MML kids because I love them and don’t draw them enough!)

Anyways!! If y’all want to see me rant about 1950s stuff for a very long time because I had a blast doing research for this project you should click the keep reading!! :D

Okay a quick prelude!! Not only am I going to talk about outfits I designed, but while doing research I was blown away about the attention to detail the original designers had for these outfits and characters so I’m going to talk about their outfits too! :D

Here are my sources if you want to look into this btw!! :D

https://vintagedancer.com/1950s/1950s-teenager-fashions-girls-fashion-trends-and-clothing-styles/

https://vintagedancer.com/1950s/1950s-teen-boys-clothing/

https://vintagedancer.com/1950s/1950s-hairstyles/

https://vintagedancer.com/1950s/1950s-dress-styles/

https://vintagedancer.com/1950s/1950s-womens-hats-by-style/

https://vintagedancer.com/1950s/1950s-womens-shoes-style/

Candace

Okay I’m going to start out by saying I just adore this outfit

That has nothing to do with anything I just really love it!!

I’m thinking I might make one of my own for Halloween but that’s off-topic

Okay- 1950s clothing!!

Candace is wearing a blouse (?) with a cardigan over the top, and a pleated swing skirt.

This is a classic 1950s girl’s style

More specifically its also a classic “preppy good kid” look

Which Candace absolutely is!!

Y’all should notice that all the skirts are past knee-length, which was standard of the time.

Candace also has a neck scarf, a common accessory, and a headband.

Ribbon headbands were still a thing in the 50s but the hard plastic headband was also coming into style in the later 1950s.

She’s wearing a pair of saddle shoes which were one of the popular options of the time among boys and girls

Her hair is long with curls at the end, another classic teenager look in the 50s!

While short hair was more popular among adult women, teenage girls often kept theirs long with slight curls on the end!

Bangs were also standard, but usually shorter than how I drew them

Sorry that bit’s inaccurate through all of them, it’s just easier for me to draw long!

Finally, in case you had any doubt about Candace’s outfit being time period, here’s an advertisement from the article I read:

Vanessa

To start off we have a blouse and pencil shirt for Vanessa

Pencil and swing skirts were the two most common skirts of the time

She’s also wearing a belt, which I modified slightly to look like-

The wide contour belt on the bottom right!

She’s also wearing a pillbox hat, one of the popular hats of the time!

Hats were generally not worn by teenagers because they were seen as “mature”

But that fits pretty well with Vanessa’s character

It’s the same story with the pumps, which I also changed lightly to match time period ones a bit more

Now what made me make my original post about the outfits in My Sweet Ride was actually the hair

Specifically, Vanessa’s hair is modeled after the Bettie Page style

This hair wasn’t actually that popular with the masses because it was seen as too simple, not classy, etc.

BUT it was popular among rebel girls in the USA

And like!!!!!! Y’all the designers did SUCH a good job to get down into details like that!!!!!!!!

But yeah her outfit’s great!! Next one!

Stacy

For Stacy, I decided to change things up slightly and give her a dress!

Specifically, it’s a shirtwaist dress, which I modeled after the reference below

Why the shirtwaist dress you may ask? Idk I think they’re neat

I thought it fit the vibe I was going for so I did that one I don’t know what to tell you jkdshsf-

Okay so generally, the belt wouldn’t have been a different color but I wanted to tie the green I used in a little more

Btw sorry I changed her color scheme a bit

I honestly haven’t fully figured out her original color scheme so I modified it a bit so it would look nice for this!

Pastels were very popular in the summer after all

I tried to stick to everyone else’s original color scheme though!

Stacy also has a headband tied up into a bow, which was standard

And to change things up I put her in a ponytail (with the end curled) which was popular with the teens!

Sklsdjhdkj I sound very “how do you do fellow teens“ while writing this that’s unintentional sorry

Shoes are penny loafers, another popular shoe at the time

I liked the little bows on the ends of some of the ones I saw and thought it was very Stacy!

That’s about it for her!

Phineas

This has nothing to do with anything but I love drawing Phineas

He’s just a funky little triangle!! I love him!

I’ll admit here that I didn’t look into men’s hairstyles, so you won’t hear about that from me sorry!

Phineas is wearing a black button-up, standard.

Black and white matched everything so they were the most common undershirt colors

Over that, he has a jacket that looks to be varsity jacket inspired, which was seen as super cool!

Full jeans were coming into popularity in the 50s but only with the younger generations

Finally, he also has saddle shoes like Candace does

So yeah it’s a solid 1950s outfit!!

Ferb

Ferb’s a greaser, need I say more?

No, really he has everything

The white t-shirt and jeans combo is exactly the greaser look, so much so that most teenagers avoided it to not fall into stereotypes

Tighter fit jeans were coming into style in the later 50s, so that’s also accurate

The leather jacket just amplifies the greaser look

The one thing is that for the life of me I couldn’t figure out what shoes he was wearing

So I gave him a pair of sho-loks and called it a day!

More about sho-loks in Milo’s portion!

Isabella

Isabella makes an appearance with the first (and only) poodle skirt of the group!!

Poodle skirts, while definitely what most people think about when you say the 50s, actually weren’t that popular among teenagers

The embroidered designs were seen as childish, so children and preteens wore them the most

But here’s a fun tidbit you may not have caught from the show, Isabella is, in fact, a child

(I don’t know why I built that up so much sorry ldksjfhkds)

Anyways I decided if I was going to give anyone a classic poodle skirt it might as well be Isabella!

I modeled it after this poodle skirt:

She’s also wearing a blouse with a peter pan collar, the most popular collar of the time

Another headband tied into a bow because it’s Isabella I had to give her a bow

Standard belt (nothing really to say about that)

And another pair of penny loafers with little bows because they’re cute gosh darn it!

Milo

Okay, I’ve been writing for a while but honestly a lot of the rest of these I just drew directly from reference so…

I did say I would talk about shu-loks here though and I will!!!

Now we know Milo is shoelace-adverse

And while there are plenty of slip-on options I found the shu-lok to be fascinating!!

As you can see above, the tongue snaps down to keep the shoe on your foot!! Isn’t that cool? :D

So yeah I gave Milo those!!

Zack

We know Zack plays football so I gave him your standard sporty outfit

Sorry I just find girls outfits infinitely more interesting so I kinda focused on those skjhgfdss

Oh! I do have something to say here!!

Converse were your typical sports shoe for the 50s so he has those!! Almost forgot that tidbit!!

Yeah, thick soles with wrinkles and stuff were seen as cool among teens so they got popular!

Melissa

Finally, we have some patterned pants!!

Yeah- checkers, plaid, stripes, polka dots, etc. were all very popular!!

I just didn’t want to draw them a lot ‘cause it’s hard sksfjdhgs-

But I gave Melissa checkers because it would get the black and white of her color scheme and I liked the way the checkered pants looked!!

Girls did wear pants at the time by the way!!

During summer and weekends mostly since they weren’t allowed to wear them to school

Short-sleeved turtle necks were also a thing and I thought that combo would look neat!!

Also, converse because it went with the outfit and that’s kinda what she’s wearing in the show!

Hair in a ponytail and side part bangs, both popular!

Yeah okay, that’s about it for Melissa!

Amanda

By this point, y’all are hopefully getting the gist of 50s fashion so we’re going fast now

Blouse, swing skirt, penny loafers (different style but still penny loafers), headband

(here’s what I modeled the whole thing after:)

I do want to mention the pullover sweater because I thought I should include one and I really like the flower embroidery on them

Then finally we come to her hair!! I already mentioned the headband but I was specifically modeling her hair in the pageboy style which looks like this:

Obviously, it looks a little stylized but what can you do?

And that’s it!! I had so much fun doing research and designing this and I think they all turned out pretty good!! I’m going to do more go this in the futures so if there's someone in particular you’d like to see let me know!! I’m planning on doing Cavendish, Dakota, and Sara at least in the next batch!!

#I had too much fun with this hope yall can tell #phineas and ferb #milo murphy's law #candace flynn #vanessa doofenshmirtz #stacy hirano #phineas flynn #ferb fletcher #isabella garcia shapiro #milo murphy #zack underwood #melissa chase #my art stuff #my sweet ride

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storysims · 4 years

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SNOWY ESCAPE - CAS REVIEW ❄️

I've literally spent the last two weeks wishing I had the alpha build back, just so I could use CAS again. 🙈 Pretty safe to say that I really enjoyed this one!

I was provided with an early access copy of Snowy Escape to review via the EA Game Changers program!

I know I normally keep it pretty chill at the start of my reviews, but I have been waiting to complain about this since literally October 21st.

Let me write paint you a picture - you’ve just opened Snowy Escape for the very first time and you’re excited! You scroll through the new clothes - most of them are lovely. And oh, what’s this? A jacket sweater thing? You look through the swatches - lovely neutral color combinations that are super usable. Only one swatch left to look at and it’s THIS WEIRDO.

WHO DECIDED THAT THIS WAS THE WINNING COMBINATION. W H O

Now to be fair, there’s also a weird pink swatch... but at least it keeps with the ‘solid colors’ theme. Where did the stripes come from, EA?

All jokes aside, there’s honestly very little I disliked about this pack. There’s a few glitches, but most of my complaints are purely nitpicking.

Since we’re already here, let’s talk glitches. I continue to wonder if quality control tests clothes on all body types, because this is just glaringly obvious.

I did report the first glitch during my time in alpha (glad to see it was fixed! 🙃), but didn’t catch the second until I was dressing a thicker waisted granny earlier today.

One of my favorite things about Sims 4 is the ability to have different body types, especially when compared to the whopping two choices from Sims 2. Honestly though, what’s the point when clothes don’t fit correctly?

Thankfully, the majority of CAS is really nice. The items themselves aren’t too stylized (which is always a concern with a themed pack), but there’s still loads of fun patterns for your more colorful sims.

I was a little worried going into the pack that we’d either get all casual clothes or all outdoor cold weather attire. In my opinion, the sims team did a really good job of giving us a mix of both!

It’s hard to imagine players not having Seasons, but they’re definitely out there! During alpha, we only had the base game. It all made me wonder - how useable is the cold weather gear for those who don’t have Seasons?

Without Seasons, the only area with cold weather is Mt. Komorebi itself. It’s really nice that those players will get to experience snow, but it’s a pretty limited area. Four lots, an onsen, some slopes, a hiking trail, and a trek up the mountain. With easily half of the assets being geared towards bundling up, I think I would have preferred one or two more casual pieces instead.

I say this every review lately, and I’m just all but positive I’ve been yelling about it since Get Famous. BUT THE TEXTURES! THE DETAILS! ✨

The first time I turned the first sweater around, I actually gasped. I just love the details on items like these - you don’t necessarily spend a whole lot of time considering what the back of your sim looks like (or maybe you do, no judgement), so seeing things like this brings a little bit more ‘life’ to the sims for me.

It’s definitely worth noting - the shirt underneath the feminine sweater matches a new skirt! So you can pair the two for a really nice dress effect.

Toddlers aren’t left out of this pack, which is always an absolute delight to type! All but a few of the adult hairstyles are also available for the little ones, and they get some super cute new clothes.

For some reason, I didn’t snap a picture of any snow gear. Thankfully, @mysteriousdane took literally the cutest picture I’ve ever seen. Her CAS shots from this pack are amazing, as usual. Be sure to give her posts a look! ❤️

Kiddos get some of my favorite outfits, honestly. That cardigan outfit? The flower dress? The jacket with those wonderful jeans?!

Just like toddlers, the kids get most of the adults hairs as well, but with one notable exception -

This is literally my favorite hair in the whole pack, and it’s not available for adults. Choices like this honestly just confuse me - you’ve taken the time to convert new hair to be usable for all ages, but this specific hair is age locked? Why?

Last, but certainly not least, school uniforms!

All students in Mt. Komorebi will wear these automatically when attending school. Students in other worlds will still attend school in their normal clothes, but there’s nothing to stop you from dressing them in these yourself! Thankfully, they aren’t locked in CAS.

Rounding out CAS is two new traits and two new aspirations.

PROPER These sims tend to disapprove of other sims improper behavior such as mean or mischievous socials, but find themselves happier in formal outfits and have a much easier time with friendly and romantic socials.

ADVENTUROUS These sims seek out new and unique experiences!

I did play with both traits, and Proper was by far my favorite. It gives a cute spin on existing interactions - like courting a sim or getting ‘respectfully closer’.

The two new aspirations - Mt. Komorebi Sightseer and Extreme Sports Enthusiast are pretty much summed up in the title.

The sightseer aspiration feels a lot like the other location aspirations from City Living and Island Living. I would love to see a different take on these types of aspirations in future packs. They’re far too easy - it just doesn’t feel like a whole lot of thought goes into them.

All in all, I really enjoyed CAS in this pack. If you have Seasons, I’d go as far as to consider it a must have (not just for CAS, but the pack as a whole). If you don’t have Seasons, weigh the pros and cons! You’re getting a lot of cold weather stuff that I really don’t think you’ll use outside of Mt. Komorebi.

#sorry it's late!#i wrote most of this at 2am with a bottle of wine #so it's a little chaotic LOL #the sims 4 #ts4 #ts4 snowy escape #eagamechangers #review

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cyberiade · 3 years

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Team Kakashi & their s/o having their own Christmas Tradition

the ask: Hey so I was wondering if members of Team Kakashi have some interesting Christmas traditions with their s/o?

OH YES (congrats for being the first person to send an ask, anon) THANK YOU I did this more like ‘how something became a christmas tradition’, I hope it’s okay. Also, you forgot to specialize what should it be so I’ve chosen quick scenarios

word count: 814

warnings: none

genre: fluff

I wrote it in one day I want to die

Kakashi: christmas lights

As you know, he isn’t really vocal with his desires, so you need to pay attention to details in his behavior

One time when you two were on a walk and you noticed how he looks at people decorating their houses for Christmas

“Hey, wanna do that too?”

When he agreed immediately, you knew you made a good decision

You bought a few cords of fairy lights, garlands and such

Nothing extravagant, but quite cute

When you started you were extatic

But a few hours later, when it still didn’t look acceptable, you got pissed

How a pair of shinobis can’t hang one garland in the right place?

Eventually you finished with a little help from Pakkun

Why does a dog have more fashion sense than you

Anyway

You were satisfied with the outcome

And though the process was a pain in the ass, it was worth it

So you decided to do that nex year too

Naruto: building snow figures

One time the Hokage’s office was nearly fully under a huge pile of snow

And Shikamaru had to take care of this

Which he did handle like a fully grown-up adult, the right hand man of the Hokage by telling your very own dork that the snow was there on purpose

“It’s a suprise for you and Y/N” he said.

“You can build a snowman family or something, I don’t really care”

“Shikamaru you get a raise”

When you arrived at his office a hour later, Naruto jumped out of his window the moment he noticed you.

He was so thrilled to build a huge snowman that you just couldn’t refuse

After you made sure that your sculpture won’t cover any important entrance, you let yourself have some fun

You two decided to go with a huge figure of a fox wrapping his tails around the office

Not so long after you started your friends started to join you

Which of course turned to a snowball fight when Lee came

But after it ended, even more people joined

Long story short, it turned from avoiding snow cleaning costs to Konoha’s Snow Sculpture Festival

Sai: gingerbread cookies

You couldn’t imagine Christmas without gingerbread cookies

So it was not suprise that you made them

When you started to prepare icing, Sai entered the kitchen

You thought it was a really good idea for him to help you and he was eager to do so

He finished 60 cookies in 30 minutes

Every single one with a different pattern

Sai looked really upset when he realized there’s no more cookies to decorate

So you made another portion

And another

You ended up with around 230 cookies (you ate some)

Saying you were terrified was an understatement

“We won’t eat them until next year!”

“We can give some to Naruto, Sakura, Kakashi-sensei and Yamato-sensei"

Not a bad idea

You ended up giving them to everyone you like as a ‘bonus’ to your presents

Sakura: ugly holiday sweaters

You two were shopping for presents

When suddenly you saw one of the ugliest sweaters you’ve ever seen

It propably was big enough to easily fit you two inside (or fit Choji)

Normally you would just laugh and ignore it

But you felt bad for the sweater

No one ever wanted to buy it, poor little one

“Hey, what do you think about this one?”

“Babe, I love you, but if you really like this sweater I’ll have to take your shopping privileges under advisement”

You explained why you wanted to buy it

Sakura agreed, amazed by your sensitivity, but still grossed out at the thought of actually wearing this fashion tragedy

The two of you decided to ‘adopt it’

When the cashier told you that no one even touch this sweater you couldn’t decide between crying and laughing

Walking with shopping bags, the sweater showing through transparent plastic bag you carried it in, a lot of people frowned at the sight of it

But frowns quickly dissapeared when Sakura flexed her arms, wordlessly showing everyone what will she do if they’ll criticize your fashion choices

Your smile and cuddles at the end of the day was totally worth buying the horrifying pullover

10/10 would do it again next year

Yamato: visiting animal shelter

Due to your lifestyle, you can’t visit the shelter as often as you two want to

But this Christmas both of you had a day off, so you could go

First you went to meet the dogs, take them on a walk and play with them

Then you helped to feed a few sick birds

You nearly got your finger bit off

At the end, the cherry on top: c a t s

You found one cat that looked exactly like Yamato

Same eyes, same hair/fur color

As you played with the little creature, you could tell that their characters matched too

If your stomachs didn’t rumble, you wouldn’t notice that you two spent 4 hours in the animal shelter already

He treated you to some hot chocolate and cookies after

I love this man so much

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