Thinking about buying a cute but expensive dress and taking myself (or maybe my sister) on a museum date.
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right, i've completely lost my ability to find anything online, and recently had to get a new os so i lost all my old bookmarks. anyone got 1) that one painting with the guy with the very evil armor with a bat/dragon on his helmet being accused of killing the king and/or 2) a site where i can find accurate medieval dresses, i'm trying to draw a Thing
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It’s better if you never have to experience it, but there’s nothing quite like the glee of dressing in ways you know that authority figures from your youth would be disgusted or at the very least disappointed by.
Part of me doesn’t want to see my middle school teachers ever again but another part of me wants them to see me while I’m wearing a low cut crop top and minishorts with one of the gay haircuts I tend to get. Like, this is what you created. If you all and your catholic school rules weren’t so restrictive, I wouldn’t be enjoying this so much.
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Hot take:
If you're going to design/make a dress with:
a low neckline
spaghetti straps
backless/back tie features
halter style
You should be required to have a padded bra sewn in.
Thanks for coming to my TED Talk.
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going pspspspspsps in the hopes of attracting some butches to come put together my furniture for me
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strawbebby dress came in got me feeling a little salacious ngl
p*rn blogs stop interacting dear GOD leave me alone im a nun now
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My senior prom is in two weeks and I’m so excited!! I’m absolutely in love with my dress. I got it for €6 on vinted! Here’s a picture of it, though it looks a lot better irl:
Maybe if i’m not feeling too shitty about my body, i might post a picture the day of the prom with it on.
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ok but
being a part of the 141 (+konig) and having to dress up in disguise for a mission in some rich, fancy casino. the boys are waiting on you, talking amongst themselves.
you walk out wearing a slim black dress, low neckline exposing the top of your cleavage. the dress is fitted to your curves and loose at the bottom to hide the pistol strapped around your thigh. you’re looking down, smoothing out your dress, you don’t notice how every head snaps up at the first sound of your heels on the hard floor.
you don’t notice the way ghost straightens up from leaning on the table, arms still crossed and mask hiding the red creeping up to his cheeks. you don’t notice the way konig shifts awkwardly on his feet, blue eyes darting up and down not knowing where to look. you don’t notice the way gaz bites his lip, almost hard enough to break through the soft flesh and draw blood. you hear soap let out an exaggerated breath, a quick “godda-“ before he’s cut off by a smack to the back of the head from price.
you whip your head up at price’s chuckle, seeing soap rubbing the back of his head. “does this look alright? you can’t see my gun, can you?” you ask turning around to show them the back of your thigh where it’s strapped tightly. you miss the way ghost bites his fist, eyes rolling to the back of his head as soap nudges his shoulder giggling like a school boy.
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