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infamous-if · 1 year

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I don't know why but I love this ask so much so what outfits do the LIs typically wear? im ready to faint over how G and Victoria dresses up

Sooo I made collages and basically like an essay i went a bit overboard (oops)

So I thought hard about what the ROs look like and my biggest thing was that I wanted to make sure the gender selectable ROs still have their own unique presence and they're not some interchangeable variable. Gina and Griffin dress pretty differently and have a different identity, especially when you consider what it means to be a woman in the music industry (some context changes in the story if you choose Gina instead of Griffin, some of her actions are out of her feeling like she has just as much right to take space in a male-dominated art form, especially given that she is also married to Victoria, a woman)

Griffin does not have this problem since he's 1) a man and 2) he and Victoria present heterosexual

GRIFFIN/GINA

(Griffin on the left/Gina on the right, both in the middle)

G either dresses like the textbook definition of a 'rockstar' with the leather and fishnets and ripped jeans and all orrrr like a 18th century era gothic victorian butler. Literally no in-between.

For both Gina and Griffin, having so many tattoos becomes part of their image. Griffin wears a lot of muscle tees while Gina wears a lot of sleeveless tops, halter tops, corsets, anything that really enhances their arm sleeve.

The middle is the Victorian Butler style I mentioned lol, since they both dress like that as their "formal" attire or for shows. A lot of ruffles, very 18th century gothic. One thing is that I feel like Gina wears more red, she wears more tight fitting clothes, lower cut clothes. Griffin's shirts are also pretty revealing, very much low-cut V's, muscle tees that show the side of his whole chest. G isn't shy about the human body and they've gotten shirtless on stage many times (both male and female/ think Victoria from Måneskin.)

That slowed down a bit since Misfit Alley went mainstream. Their label and team had them tone down a bit to be more digestable to the masses.

Their hair is long for both female and male. Griffin keeps his in a loose knot/bun at his neck, and Gina does the same, but also a single braid down her back (sometimes).

Some things that they wear often: a lot of rings, G has knuckle tattoos and they wear a lot of jewelry. They have a signature leather jacket that's pretty roughed up, wear a nose ring, and pretty scruffed up boots.

SEVEN

Female Seven and Male Seven dress pretty similarly. Seven dresses more grunge and Kurt Cobain was the direct inspiration for Seven's style. Female Seven also dresses a bit like an art teacher lol

A lot of oversized clothes, slouchy, worn bigger, muted colors, a lot of layers. Female! Seven wears a lot of long skirts, cardigans, funky patterns, big boots. They dress pretty much the same both on and off stage.

At first male!seven was going to have short cropped hair but it doesn't suit him. His hair is more like:

very messy and such yeah. female! Seven keeps her hair down, kinda messy and looks uncombed (seven is very clean i promise lmao)

Things they wear often: Seven sometimes fingerless gloves, part of it because they can cover the tattoo of MC's initials, but sometimes they forgo it completely. Sometimes it's a whole arm sleeve. Surprisingly, Seven doesn't have a LOT of tattoos, it's more dainty, tiny meaningful tattoos scattered around their body.

AUGUST

August is like Seven in that they wear big, slouchy clothes but where they differ is that August is more academic and put together. They also like to wear the art teacher skirts. Scoopneck sweaters, cargo pants, and they prefer long-sleeve and long bottoms, usually they don't have much skin showing.

Things they are always seen wearing: headphones around the neck, they dont go anywhere without them.

ORION

Orion is pretty self-explanatory. He wears mostly slacks, sleek boots and a vest. Very professional dressing. If he is going to wear something casual, it'll be something like the right. Still fancy pants, but a clean black shirt. You won't really see him in anything less than 'business casual.'

Things always seen wearing: a watch lol

SEBASTIAN

I don't know how else to describe Seb's style as anything other than just basic. A T-shirt and jeans and he's good to go. Even the images I chose are a bit too stylish for him. Like, he's really just a basic guy. He doesn't think too hard on his outer appearance. Literally just...a Guy.

Even funnier when he's surrounded by people wearing fishnet tights and chains and a bunch of patterns and accessories like he stands out, oddly enough lol

The image in the middle isn't exactly how he looks in my head, but pretty close. Just a very unassuming but kind looking person. Also his hair is like that, just golden blond.

VICTORIA

Victoria has a very classically simple style. Sleek lines, tight dresses. It's not too out there, unlike G. Very simple. She dresses a bit like the second picture for G's shows, a bit edgier and leaning a little into the flamboyance. She tends to set trends and is looked at in Hollywood as someone pretty stylish. Victoria's body type is on the curvy side, more the farthest right than the other three, a bit bustier. She's a simple but effective dresser.

She loves heels, loves a square neck (farthest right). she loves a good form-fitting dress lol

IK its a lot but i would be doing this whole story a disservice if i made them boring dressers! so im not sorry !

#seven lawless #victoria valentine #g reign #august pierce #orion quinn #inbox #queued #reference

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harukascenarios · 4 months

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When your brain is angsty but your art sucks so you cat draw teh character.

I was watching the amazing digital circus and my angsty brain though 'hey, what if there was an angsty au where a clown character joined but she didn't enter like the others', in this au there would be a clown girl named 'Heather' Who remembers her name because she didn't enter through the headset, and in the AU the show is still there but no one knows its real, until this girl is tragically unalived at the age of twelve, then, the headset appears near her body sucking her in, but instead of immediately becoming a character, the young girl watches as the circus first starts until it gets to the events of the pilot, the young girl had loved the series but didn't get to survive to see after the pilot, but now she sees it in person, originally the young girl was very much like gangle, but she was a people pleaser, always wanting others to be happy even if she wasnt, she is sensitave do to a very sad past, and she went through more than most adults in her short life, she as a human would have been chubby apple shaped body, with brown cork screw curls, blunt bangs that reach above her eyes, pale skin, aquamarine colored eyes, long lashes, and glasses, she would usually wear baggy clothes, even though she wanted to wear more y2k clothes. but she loved hello kitty, southpark, and obviously TADC. She loved to draw and read fiction and realistic fiction, and when she finally is able to be a character she would be 20, and as a TADC character she would be chubby with a apple shaped body with pale skin, big aquamarine eyes with long fluffy eyelashes and dark circles under her eyes, full lips, and bangs that slightly go in her eyes, she will still have black glasses, and shoulder-length brown semi curly hair. She is a basically the same but now cute clown, she would wear purple eyeshadow, blue diamond shaped stripes on her eye area like a clowns makeup, a red dot on the tip of her nose, black lipstick on her top lip and nude lipstick on her bottom lip (like kim possible basically) , she would wear a bright red blue and yellow dress, with sun and moon patterns on the skirt hem, it would have poofy tulle off the shoulder sleeves, a cute ruffle turtleneck collar, the skirt would be poofy layered and have lace at the bottom, the dress would have a corset and a large blue bow in the back, she would wear black mary jane heels with those ruffley socks, and a tiny silver taira. If anyone wants to draw her, please do, I want to see her in art, I just can't draw anything of her because i suck at digital art and I dont have the supplies to draw her on paper correctly. Plus id love to see her in how you guys perceive her, I've always loved seeing my characters in other peoples styles :) Also if anyone wants to make comics with her be my guest just make sure I can see it because I'd love to see what you guys come up with

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noodlesnovember · 6 months

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Help a disabled trans guy get on hrt!!

Hello! I'm finally able to go on hrt without my parents involved but I still need to save up $610 for it, I am unable to work and don't qualify for disability aid so I've got $5+ PWYW commissions open! The link to the form is in my description

please consider reblogging this, especially if you can't buy, it would mean the world to me, I dont know how long I can keep going without this

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First image: A furry purple dragon with a few blue stripes, patches of yellow scales, medium length green hair on half of its head and big green scales on stars belly and along the front of its back leg. It is smiling, showing its pointy yellow teeth, head tilted towards its tail, stars got its left front leg up as to highlight some text. The text is separated into two yellow bubbles, one is darker and has wiggly edges and reads: PWYW comms in bubble text, PWYW is colored in a gradient between an orange and a muted light blue. The other is lighter and reads: help me get on hrt!!. There is also an even lighter colored bubble in the top right corner on the other side of the dragon's head which reads: $5+ in another bubble form. They are against a darker and more saturated green than the dragon background.

Second image: A step by step guide to the commission process. It is titled The Process at the top, under it are a series of 4 sketched out simulated text messages which each have arrows pointing at them with more information about that step. The first one is pointing to a letter icon to the left which is labeled you, it contains a sketch of a more detailed message which contains an image of a somewhat alien looking little guy with a button up shirt with short sleeves subtitled blorbo.png and reads: - He is silly (x$). It is labeled 1 in a small circle under its point. Its arrow reads: request trough artistree. It has a subpoint which reads: include reference images, how much youre paying, and optionally a bit about the character/s you want drawn (I may simplify them! let me know if you don't want that and/or any details I should keep). The second one is pointing at a sketch of the character in my profile picture, a guy with a short mohawk and mullet hybrid hairstyle and pointed ears grinning. It reads: I will draw him. Its arrow reads: commission approval. It has a subpoint which reads: I will look through your request and approve it or ask additional questions. It is labeled 2 in a small circle under its point. The third one is pointing to the left and reads: payment and has a money bag icon after it. Its arrow reads: payment through your preferred payment method. The third one is pointing to the right and contains an image of the little guy smiling so wide with his tongue out holding up two peace signs with his hands that are pointing slightly downwards. Its arrow reads: finished piece in 1-2 days.

Third image: A full body drawing of a thin, extremely pale person facing right and shakily holding up a too-big sword. They have shoulder length dark brown hair, a panicked expression and several scars across their face. He is wearing a skin tight black turtleneck and leggings and some large beige short sleeves and a small skirt of the same material under a darker beige chest piece that is attached with leather straps over his shoulders and has a simple circular pattern and a big belt holding everything in place. It is also wearing chunky leather gloves and some plain but still fancy leather heeled boots.

Fourth image: A knee up drawing of a fat, tan bird person holding up her wings which have a set of three talon looking fingers on the end of her wing arms. She has a big nose and a little bit of facial hair, upper back length deep blue hair which goes over her right eye and a slightly wing looking bunch of feathers where her ear would be. She is smiling and looking to her left although she is facing to her right. She is wearing a light yellow tank top with a stylized wing design that is mostly hidden by her left wing and some somewhat oversized darker yellow shorts. Her wings and tail feathers are a colorful mix of blues, with a very light, almost white yellow and a darker, less saturated brown.

Fifth image: A sketchy waist up painting of an aquatic bat like creature that has a bit of a horse like head, smiling with some pointy teeth poking out and holding its left paw up to say hi. It is a desaturated blue with some darker blue markings on its shoulders and a desaturated yellow circular marking with a thinner more saturated, lighter blue around it. It has a wooly mane and a purple heart shaped nose with yellow stripes above it. Its ears are circular with purple insides and have a wooly tuft in them. It has glowing blank white eyes with gills under them on its cheeks as well as an antenna with a drop shaped bright blue glowing tip. Its paw is clawed with a grippy texture and some bluer webbing between the fingers, there are three yellow stripes below it, on its arm and a darker purple bat wing like membrane with yellow stripes coming from it to the side.

Sixth image: A lineless drawing of a dark greyish blue dog like creature wearing a lab coat facing left and smiling unnaturally wide, revealing some pure white pointy teeth and a faint neon green glow coming from inside its mouth. The fur at the top of xes head is slicked back and has a neon green stripe. Its ears are pointed up and are the same green inside of them. Xe's got three drop shaped markings around its glowing green eye with a white pupil, and another bigger drop shaped glowing green marking on the base of xes neck. Its nose is also green.

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#art #artists on tumblr #digital art #disabled artist #trans artist #illustration #oc artist #fanartist #art commisions #art commissions open #art comms open #emergency commissions #has id

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gaywiththesauce · 9 months

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Wait one more thing oh my god I’m so sorry I was rereading your thoughts on my fic remembering Giyuu doing CPR on Sabito while I was writing I was like “wait his whole head got. Mega Smooshed. Why would he be doing CPR what is he stupid (yes)” but then. I pictured little Giyuu like dragging Sabito(‘s body) away from the battle and he isn’t an idiot he can tell he’s long dead but he just can’t accept it and tries and tries and tries and tries anyways bc he didn’t even GET to try with his sister so he has to try he has to and when he gets home to Urokodaki (alone) Urokodaki just takes one look at him sees all the blood on the sleeves of his little training robe thing and KNOWS because his eyes are so far away he’s just completely catatonic and doesn’t speak for like. Weeks probably.｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

Anyways. IM ANIME ONLY I DONT EVEN KNOW IF THEY EVEN WENT THROUGH FINAL SELECTION TOGETHER AT ALL so this is all just bullshit but. I’m so sorry please ignore me I just had to put that out into the world so it wasn’t torturing my brain anymore ok bye again I’m so sorry

I KNOW I WAS LIKE "did he??? did he actually?!!??!??" and I'm anime only as well but like they have the same pattern so that's my excuse. I say they went through Final Selection and now Giyuu cries alone :) also THANK YOU for sending me this bullshit, one person's trash is another person's food and oh boy is this the Good Bullshit!

I'm inspired for the angst after my long day today sooo

(No graphic description of violence or gore.)

Giyuu knows that it was useless to try. It was completely useless. Urokodaki's technique was only for people whose heart stopped beating and their chests stilled with the lack of breath. It didn't work for people who were bleeding out. It didn't work for people missing body parts. It wouldn't work for Sabito.

But, he couldn't give up. Sabito never gave up, so he couldn't either. The sun dawned on them for the sixth day, meaning things should get better now. The sun was a good sign, wasn't it?

His little hands couldn't move faster than the rate of the song he hummed to himself through broken sobs. The song Urokodaki taught him for the correct rhythm of a beating heart. Sabito's heart didn't beat like that right now. Sabito's heart didn't beat at all.

He couldn't give up despite his rational mind screaming at him the truth. It was right in front of his eyes, so he closed them and counted in his head until he had to force air into Sabito's lungs. Gently, he did so, but gentle wasn't in Sabito's vocabulary. He doubted if it would even work for him if he had a chance to save him.

Soon enough, his hands- entwined like he practiced on straw dummies- wouldn't go as deep as he urged them too. He didn't know what else to do. This was his only chance to try, he would never get another after this. He had to do something. The sun moved positioned and he could barely breathe with his efforts. He slumped forward, struggling to keep his eyes open as he passed out from exhaustion.

It was midday when he awoke again. Flies circled around both of them. Giyuu only had one thought in his mind. Sabito's body would not be eaten. He didn't have any tools other than his sword, so he went to digging a small hole in the ground. It was almost sunset when he made it deep enough to keep him level with the ground.

The shallow grave was covered with loose dirt and leaves. Giyuu did his best, he really did, but it was quite obvious that something was hidden underneath. He kneeled down, said a short prayer for him to rest in peace and to keep his body hidden, and turned around to face the moon.

Revenge wasn't his to enact, but one day, someone would be strong enough to decapitate the hand demon...

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concentriccookies · 2 years

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I made the THE OFMD depression robe for my friend!! This was my first time making a pattern from scratch!! I got the biggest heckin makers high as this came together cause the fabric is gorgeous and just, it was beautiful and rewarding as fuck to see it turn into The Actual Thing. I know I had such a hard time originally when i was trying to find a ready-made pattern to mod to make this (before I decided I had the skills & GUMPTION to do this myself.) So I’ve measured my pattern pieces and I’m going to upload them under the read more in case it would help anyone make their own.

I’m just going to assume a general knowledge of sewing and quick list my steps. But before I start. This robe was made for someone small, just tiny. Shoulder width of 15″ and a height from shoulder to ankle of 44″. I made it so the proportions suited her. If I was making it for me, I would be adding a lot of length to the collar piece, an inch or two to the yoke width and adjusting other things accordingly. aka. make urself a hecking mockup. See what works for you!

If you are using the actual velvet fabric from the show it's a little bit bitchy and doesnt like to stay in place as u sew, i needed to pin the shit out of it since it was too thick to fit through my walking foot. (I’m an average intermediate sewer so maybe I just dont have the knowledge for how I’m suppose to work with it?? idk u guys I just try things, and if it works it works.)

you can always message me to ask for clarification on anything I’ve written but honestly if it’s basic, then searching and watching some youtube vids on robes will give you great starting points and will explain much better then I ever will.

after the pattern is cut, using 1/2 inch seam allowance:

1) sew the 2 back pieces together (if cut in 2) 2) dart and baste the back dart. fold the dart so that the top of the Back matches the bottom of the Yoke 3) sew Back to Yoke 4) sew both the Front pieces to the Yoke 5) match Sleeve center line to where the Front and Yoke meet. Sew sleeves to body of the robe. Leaving .5″ unsewn at the each end for gussets. 6) Bit complex bit. SLEEVE GUSSETS. I dont have pattern pieces for the gussets they are just 2.5″ square of fabric. I match 1 end of the gusset to the very end of the sleeve, sew it on, leaving the seam allowance unsewn at both ends. I match the next edge up to the robe body where it meets, sew that to the body the exact same way.

7) Match the bottom of the sleeve edges up and stitch the sleeve closed. I stop when I get to the gusset, then line the unattached edges of the gusset up and sew it to the opposite edge of the sleeve, then the body. (guys this bit is confusing and gussets took me a bit of youtubing, and tutorialling to understand and nail. Since the sleeve is square and doesn't have any sloping to it it needs some ease at the bottom where it meets the robe to not pinch unattractively, gussets are the answer.) 8a) Sew your pocket bags to the appropriate places on the Front and Back peices. 8b) Pin and sew the robe Front and Back together. 9) Sew the bottom edges of the Collar together 10) Pin collar in place, matching centerback and making sure the two ends line up evenly at the front of the robe. Sew until you hit the end seams 11) I flipped the collar right side out so it looks like it is suppose to for the final and basted the loose edge inside the seam allowance of the robe body, this will be hidden when the lining gets sewn in.

Lining time! Do the same steps above for the lining! only skip the pocket and collar steps! (I used a rayon lining because it’s breathable and non-static)

12) pin lining in place around the full front edge, sew that DIRECTLY on your seam for the collar. Fun time with Accuracy! 13) I literally cant describe how I sewed the sleeve and the sleeve lining together, just looked up a shittton of youtube for different way to go abt this, picked my fav. 14) Hem fitting, Trim ur hem, HEM IT UP 15) Tassles.

I made the bottom of the front and back pieces squared off but really they could be curved towards the inner (angled) edge. I knew I was going to be hemming this on someone else so I wasnt too fussed abt getting the hem line right in the pattern stage cause tbh even with a ready-made pattern curved hems never sit right for me so I said “fuck it” wasnt even gonna try at this stage.

I traced this yoke off another pattern i had and adjusted it a little.

I also made a lil bonus scrunchie out of the scraps and some extra elastic!

OK HOPE THIS HELPS HAVE FUN KIDS

#ofmd #our flag means death #depression robe #ofmd robe #sewing #pattern #fuchsia robe #gentlebeard robe #fuchsia bird robe

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maythray · 1 year

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okayyy anyways BURNER current shrimp design plans cause i wanna talk abt them and it'll be a bit before i get to actually make them

pilly:

red rili!

the red half of his design is the opaque red part, and the yellow half is the transparent section with just a slight yellow tint. hes sized closer to a shrimplet

(rest under the cut cause its a bit long)

playdoh:

red calceo!

these guys can have a vibrant yellow undertone with distinct and varied red spots/stripes on top. this way i can use the spots to mimic the "hair" in his design!! ADDITIONALLY. calceos are notoriously difficult to breed up and keep due to their pickiness with water conditions. this sorta reminds me of a dramatic ego that playdoh kind of has :)

record:

orange base boa!

my plan here is to have the orange sections mirror her casing sleeve, and the black spots resemble the disc itself. The blue rings bordering the orange spots will be exaggerated to draw on the blue ring on the disc in her design :)

limey:

green jade!

ill probably make him a bit lighter than this example, but i liked this one for its bright yellow stripe. i dont see that too often in jades and thought it would be good to use to mimic limeys inner pulp. I also plan to make his tail short and round to look like the nubs on the ends of a lime :]

kit:

red tibee (not too certain on this ID since the reference image is not identified in its source and its colors confuse me a bit, but its deffo a tibee)

i want to use the white spots to form a ring around the front section of the body, as if it were the markings on the wrapper, and the black patches/undertones to make up a pattern resembling the two halves of her candy part. I also want to elongate her tail and give it a squared off appearance to push this design further. also i wanna make the black a deep red instead, closer to a chocolate shrimp coloration

daddy long legs:

not a shrimp, longspine urchin

i dont think of dll as the same soecies as the objects, and so i feel that giving him a shrimp design would be strange. instead i want him to be a very dark longspine, with exaggeration on two bottom spikes to make up his legs. i think itd also be fun to make their eyes out of shells stuck to their spines. like this :]

(other ideas without example)

tissues:

purple pinto tiger, with the skunk pattern. will take up the top head region to mirror the tissue from the top of the box, and the metallic purple can be modified to be a bit brighter and more closely fit their main body color.

polaroid and rosey:

not sure on any breeds, but im sure i want to to give them an orange eye mutation

#btw i tried adding alt text to these for the first time so feedback on that would be nice :)#ive never done that before so i hope its not too rough #shrimpy #burnerosc

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a-little-revolution · 2 years

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Hello! I have kinda a longwinded question about fantasy dwarves, ive read your posts about the topic and id like to know if what im considering is distancing the idea of 'dwarves' from the real history of little people. I have a homebrew d&d world where ive created a fair bit of worldbuilding for a number of fantasy races, dwarves included. Everything you were saying about fantasy dwarves makes total sense, and I dont want to perpetuate that, so I'd like to change my homebrew setting to be more respectful of LP and their history. Is changing the name and physical characteristics (i.e. Not having the species called dwarves, not having them be small humanoid mining people, etc) and including fleshed out characters with dwarfism in other races enough to distance this from real little people?

To make up for a potentially heavy question: all the outfits you post are Excellent, what are your favorite clothes to find and alter? Or, is there any piece in your wardrobe you really love/ are proud of? I dont alter too much of my clothing but i always treasure finding a pair of pants i can reasonably take in and make work for me! Thank you for always being so friendly and open in asks, its very much appreciated and I hope you're having a good day!

Hello! Thank you for these questions ^-^ I've noticed that a lot of dnd players and world builders are working to create more accepting settings for their players, which is a great endeavor for the world of fantasy.

Q: Is changing the name and physical characteristics (i.e. not having the species called dwarves, not having them be small humanoid mining people, etc) and including fleshed out characters with dwarfism in other races enough to distance this from real little people?

Solid question - I think that the only real way to distance real little people from fantasy "dwarves" is to drop the made up race all together, which you would already essentially be doing once you stray from the necessary characteristics that draw the parallel. Basing a made up race of beings off of a marginalized community shouldn't be happening - full stop. And it shouldn't be missed. Yes, freely include little people in the fantasy genre, but don't use their bodies to mystify them. Don't turn them into a class other than human.

And removing "dwarves" as a race classification is really just a drop in the bucket. Include real little people in ALL genres outside of fantasy. Create positive representation. Use media as a means of destigmatizing and romanticizing bodies like mine, and step outside of the written word; Fight for equality for real life little people, and by extension the entire disabled community. Take stands against inaccessibility, workplace and medical discrimination, healthcare inequality. Educate yourself on spoon theory, take up sign language, question the nature of the world we've built in the same way you do regarding gender, sexuality, race and mental illness.

Q: All the outfits you post are Excellent, what are your favourite clothes to find and alter? Or, is there any piece in your wardrobe you really love/are proud of?

Thank you so much ^-^ well I'm a really big fan of earth tones and mixed patterns - lots of browns, greens, blacks, and mustards. I love finding things that I don't have to alter, but when I must I like to adjust sleeves - skirts and dresses are a bit more work. Currently my favorite garment is the skirt seen in the top left photo (description: knee length polyester skirt that sits at high waist, black with diagonal matte gold stripes) which I love to pair with both green pallets and red and yellow pallets. Mostly I love to have a lot of witchy fun with my clothes :)

Photo ID: four photos of myself in various outfits over the last couple years. You see my hair go back and forth between green and brown. The first photo is a mirror selfie of me with my rollator, I am wearing a stripped black and gold skirt, and earth toned floral shirt with a black with gold stars scarf as a belt. On my black rollator hangs a totoro plushie and my mossy green jacket. In the second photo I am in a long black skirt and studded black leather belt, a brown sweater vest, and green button up and black beanie. My hair is short, curly, and dark green. The third photo is one a friend took, I am wearing my mossy green jacket that has a frog patch that reads "I may look grumpy but I'm happy to be alive", I am wearing a mustard and green scarf and matching purple pants and sweater. I have on round glasses and a peter pan inspired green beanie with a red feather. In the last photo I have my rollator again and am in front of a mirror, my hair is green and I have on red eye make up. I am wearing a mustard and brown patterned shirt with a green vest with gold floral embroidery. My skirt is brown with red and green roses on it, coming down to my knees. You can see part of my beet tattoo and crow tattoo on my lower right arm that holds my phone.

Elliot (they/them)

p.s tumblr has flagged me for my size before - I'll be 25 this august.

#asks #dwarfism #dwarfism awareness #disability #disability awareness #little people #dnd #dwarves #fantasy dwarves #fantasy

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aliceyabusamesoneball · 2 years

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there’s not as much official art of her but rouge for the fashion analysis thing maybe?

rouge!! (kidfoundonstreets dont open this it will probably spoil parts of the game)

this is her regular outfit and to be honest it also kinda looks like a school uniform to me but maybe its just because of the plaid pattern and the collar..

speaking of the pattern its not really something i would expect rouge to wear knowing her character and looking at other art??? but maybe im just a little dumb however it is red and she does wear a shit ton of red (which isn't surprising considering her hair and eyes are red and her name literally means red in french)

yeah but in general it might be because there's just not much official art of her but this doesn't really seem like something that reflects her style much looking at other pictures of her but she does have the same color scheme overall and it is a very nice outfit

also another note i am making is that her socks are like a deep purpley and i think other than red (which she wears a lot of in almost every shade) regarding other colors that aren't neutrals (black, gray, white, brown) she seems to wear darker and muted versions of them

like for this halloween outfit she's wearing shades of muted purple and also red

+ shes wearing a corset which is cool!! it has gold details and she seems to wear gold stuff a lot too i think she prefers gold over silver

also the way the sleeves look (idk how to explain it because its not quite puffy but its not like a tight fit either they look really comfortable) is similar to the outfit that she wears in the photobooth

the outfits look really similar with details like the sleeve details, the corset, the ruffles, and the bows in her hair + i think the red is the same color so those elements are probably things she likes to wear frequently

also she's wearing a collar (although it's not attached to anything) so that might be something she likes too since she's also wearing one in her regular outfit

AND ALSO the crown is super cute and like cartoony and makes me think maybe she likes to wear accessories that are the same sort of style??

like even though this is technically not an outfit she wears... the crown is sort of similar with the cutesy elements like the heart and also the bow on the bodice (?) of what shes wearing

also she has pretty elegant black gloves

shes also wearing black gloves here (she looks so beautiful here btw) AND ALSO HER DRESS I NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT

first of all this is definitely the type of dress i would expect rouge to wear considering her personality and the colors are all colors she frequently wears

she also seems to like black lace trim because i think shes wearing it in her photobooth outfit (on her boobs) and also here (on her boobs again and her gloves)

ALSO THE FISHNET PART OF THE DRESS??? THE STYLE OF IT???? ITS SO PRETTY AND I THINK THE RED PART IS LIKE SILK OR SOME OTHER EXPENSIVE SOFT FABRIC IT LOOKS SO NICE SHE LOOKS SO PRETTY (also speaking of silk for some reason i always imagine rouge would have a red silk nightgown or something its just floating around in my litle head)

i am very normal about this outfit

anyways this can lead us to believe that she likes wearing fishnet stuff 🤗🤗 and also she likes to wear dresses that are more revealing with being able to see her cleavage and also the leg slit

you can't see much of this one but i'm still including it because i think it's interesting

i think this is another halloween one and she's like.. a goat or something idk?? she has horns around her pigtails and i feel like i know what it is but i dont remember the name of it

anyways she is wearing her classic two black bows with her pigtails too and also im a little confused about what the gold circles are?? maybe like some sort of gold chain that like drapes around her body i'm not sure

but anyway her sweater thingy looks super nice it's the classic red color that she always wears and its also off the shoulder she seems to like showing her shoulders a lot (that sounds weird im so sorry 😭😭) and also the black tank top/bra (?) straps look nice with the sweater she looks very lovely

i think this is literally just her normal outfit with sunglasses but i had to add it in because i thought it was silly (also i have no idea what the context of this photo is i think they're swimming or something like that)

okay i know i already talked about her regular outfit BUT I HAVE TO TALK ABOUT HER HEELS. THE WIKI SAYS SHE'S 5'2. NOEL IS 5'11. HOW TALL ARE HER HEELS FOR HER TO HAVE SUCH A SHORT HEIGHT DIFFERENCE WITH NOEL??? LIKE THEY SHOULD HAVE A 9 INCH HEIGHT DIFFERENCE BUT IT LOOKS LIKE THEY'RE ALMOST THE SAME HEIGHT DO I JUST HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HEIGHT DIFFERENCES LOOK LIKE OR IS SHE WEARING REALLY TALL HEELS

anyways speaking of heels she'd definitely like wearing black or red heels (i'm pretty sure she's wearing black heels in the photo) and she'd probably wear ones that have really pointy heels (not like block heels) and that are taller

and heels are one of her accessories along with her bows I NEED TO TALK ABOUT HER BOWS THEYRE SO CUTE

in her regular outfit she has one black bow and one plaid bow (theyre mismatched) but in pretty much every other outfit she has two matching black bows in her pigtails so she probably would have a lot of those along with some rose details because in some of her outfits the bows have roses on them!!

speaking of roses she'd probably like to wear roses on her dresses like the rose claire has on her dress because she really loves roses

overall this is how i would style her:

definitely a lot of deep red and black clothing with occasional pops of like muted colors (like purple)

off-the-shoulder necklines and also some popped color shirts

maybe red plaid accents on some of her clothes and some black lace trim?

sort of puffy but not really sleeves on a lot of her dresses too along with ruffle details

a couple of black corsets with gold/red laces? i think thats what theyre called

a red silk nightgown jjst for fun

a cute crown with a heart on it for special occasions 😊

long elegant black gloves

LOTS OF BLACK BOWS and some red ones too

#whnoc #rouge #rouge wh #wh rouge #there should be more rouge content #shes so funny #and pretty #shes probably one of my favorite characters #kid's heart spoilers #also i didnt know she was so short i thought she was taller specifically because of that transition screen #i feel like a fool #piper clothes

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zephyrusreturns · 7 months

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autigender huh.

mans went to the social meetup thing because humans need social contact and all that jazz. and people were sharing their stories and something started chewing at the back of my mind until i was most of the way home.

ive always had this sense of internal gender. its not changed over time. ive always had a box thats Me. its not What I Want To Be- its just. a part of what i am. it informs how i present myself, and how id like my body to look and function. to some extent this is affected by external stimulus- know the rules so you can break them.

mostly, its affected by how i see the rest of my self. i cant present exactly how i want to right now because i have tits, etc.

and its. my access and relationship to this box has changed over time- my level of engagement, and to some extent my ability to engage with it.

because the thing i realized, that im processing now, is that i put my parents box of what i should be before my own. for all of it. presentation, career, ALL of it.

and i could have objected, i could have put myself first. and perhaps it wouldve hurt in different ways- more fights, more pushback, feeling more like myself, more self hatred, less passivity.

but i didnt. and i dont mean this in a "oh you couldnt have you were a kid" self deprecation spiral- no, limited agency is not NO agency, despite not being FULL agency- i could have, and i didnt, and i cannot change that, and i regret it.

i regret that i didnt push back on my mothers clothing opinions, disagreeing for the sake of it. i regret that i didnt take my grandmothers offers on bday shopping trips to get myself cooler clothes i LIKED. i regret that i did not live for myself, by my own standards, that young.

so. gender. my box has never been easily defined by Boy or Girl. its not boy, or girl, or "or" or nonbinary or agender or multigender or pan or bigender or any of the niche attachments to elements or objects or creatures or ideas- except maybe autism.

i want to be seen as a man, just casually wearing a dress. but im no man. im just some guy. i only have titles if theyre funny.

my identity is made of wants- what i find desirable in the world, what i find uncomfortable, what i want for myself, what i want gone. theres no pinnacle of masculinity or femininity or androgyny i aspire to. i want to be me- but that goes beyond my gender.

my gender is top surgery and testosterone. its cool patterns and weird v-necks and button ups without stiff collars. its spinny skirts and long dresses and pockets. its backpacks and short messy hair and dying tshirts with onion peels and vinegar in the bathtub. its very specific socks and worn in shoes i havent replaced in years. its doing gymnastics and weightlifting and sprints and karate. its eating whenever i want because i like to eat, and making faces at how inconsistent sizing is everywhere. its wearing sleeves long enough to flop over my arms. its scars and contacts and chains on my glasses. its bitten down nails and unshaved legs and people using they for me by default. its speaking with my weird queer lilts and jumping around high and low intonation based on my emotional state. its mastering a smirk that makes my partner beg me to stop because its too creepy. its smearing makeup on purpose and painting rainbows and fire and snake scales out of eyeshadow and lipstick.

my gender is intimately tied to my sense of self, my sensory needs and preferences, and my... sense of indulgence, is the closest i can get.

and my relationship to that changes. do i feel safe? how safe? what do people assume about me as i am? what do i want them to think? i dont know if ill want any bottom surgeries. i think i might, but i want to see how top changes things for me first.

just. wanting to be seen as a man by default right now isnt the same as being a man.

#personal #trans ramblings #i dont know if this is coherent. but its important to me #and i wanted to share it somewhere #so now im taking a nap #and ignoring the annoying voice of my partners uncle #its likely annoying because im dehydrated but he also seems to be on his soapbox and not willing to listen to other perspectives about it #nah im rankled cuz it seems like he might be dismissing my partner over his age. stupid shit #right. naptime. i dont have to engage with his justifications and platitudes and put downs #none of this behavior is new so it doesnt serve any purpose to me

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shlutnutt · 3 years

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My favorite pet

-kai anderson smut-

hopefully its good lol not really proof read also

warnings⚠️: gun play, death mention, hardcore penetration, oral sex, fingering, name calling, slapping, sir kink, spit kink, harsh language, bath sex, 69

Working for Kai Anderson has never been easy, you needed the money and urgently for your father's open heart surgery. Kai was extremely cruel almost as if he was just born with a rotten heart, but Winter usually makes it known that he's a great guy.. Even if he doesn't show it.

"Hurry the fuck up you slut! You're here to serve me, not make me wait" Kai demands from the basement in which he'd stay most of his times at in his head designing his world domination plans. "Im on my way Kai! Had to clean up a little, sorry." you apologize as you walk down the creaky stairs leading to his dusty dim basement manwhich in hand. "What have I said about the sorrys Y/N?" Kai gazes up at you while you dont dare step another foot, an intimidating expression suited on his rough face, manwhich in hand, comfortably seated on his wooden chair.

"Sorrys are stupid and unecessary, stupid little sluts like me don't apologize. " you complied. "Good girl." Kai praises, as you automatically sprint back upstairs. There were no words to describe how intimidated you were by Kai Anderson, not because of the fact he was a psychopathic cult leader serial killer, but because of the way he carries himself. Always firm, vigilant, direct and determined . He was also illustrated as a sex god amongst a few of his cult members, they'd talk about how he'd make them come in just one minute in addition to leaving their legs trembling for hours. Even though you were slightly terrified of him you'd not give up the chance to hooking up if he'd offer.

Arriving back home to your little kitten (Dex) you were up for a hot steamy bath after the exhausting day Kai had given you. As you run the water carefully stepping in the oversized bathtub you begin to relax, coming up with the brilliant idea to drink some hennessy to boost your relaxation. You soon jump at the sudden buzzing coming from your phone, noticing it was Kai you instantly pick up to avoid his aggressive protests.

Y/N: "Yeah.. What's up?"

Kai: "You forgot your cat food at my place, Y/N."

Y/N: "Can I umm.. come by pick it up tomorrow? Im kinda busy right now."

Kai: "Nope. No need. I got it, Im at your front door, if you don't mind opening?"

Y/N: "Shit.. Im taking a bath, uhh there should be a spare key under the mat somewhere."

Kai: "You sound dru-"

You terminate the call quickly as your heart soon skips a beat due to the loud unlocking commotion coming from your front door echoing through your empty home. Dex's meowing began to rise, you dont think much of it since Dex gets overly excited from the pure sight of cat food, but when you hear his meowing getting closer along some heavy footsteps you grow alerted, getting ready to step out the bath.

"Can i come in?" You hear a familiar masculine voice politely question from the other side of your bathrom door. "What? no. Im taking a bath can you wa-" Kai enters, pretending to cover his eyes to give you privacy. "What the fuck." you yelp. "Hey, I just needed your help opening the bag, its kinda weird made, plus your little pussy needed attention." you chuckle to yourself from his use of words. "You wouldn't want it to starve to death huh?" Kai questioned you, proceeding to prentending to cover his eyes with the one free hand he had. He looked better than ever.. He wore a black long sleeve shirt which hugged his ripped body along some black fitted jeans, accompanied by his hot man bun, he noticed how you hungrily checked him out and took his hand off his face revealing himself fully to you.

"Like my outfit?" Kai asked in an overly charming voice giving you a silly twirl, which weirded you out since he's alwalys been a meany, could've been because he wasn't in his old deppressing basement away from his deadly cult who does nothing less than slaughter people for entertainment, or maybe it was because of how intoxicated you were. "Yeah, I actually like it. You look so fucking hot. Wait shit I d—" you accidentally let out one of the many thoughts that circled your mind triggering an unexpected shiver to run through your veins causing the little soapy foams that covered your body to vanish into the warm water unintentionally revealing your bare body for Kai to see.

"Oh, God. Don't move, you stay just like that." Kai demanded as his voice deepened to the sight of you. His dark appealing eyes scanned through your own causing your breathing to quicken at an inhuman speed. Unawaredly you bit your lip, effecting Kai's bottom lip to slip under his teeth also. Tension filled the bathroom as you two just stared at eachother, not one of you attempting to break the eye fucking you've been holding onto.

"Take off your clothes." you instinctively order. Kai's eyes widen as he slowly lifted up his long sleeve revealing his battle scars along with his divine form, as you just admired in the temperate warm bathtub you continued to comfortably lay on.

"That's it?" you question as Kai teased lowering his pants down slightly revealing his boxers and sharping v line. "I want more, baby" you order once again, this time softly attaching your hands to your soaped up breasts. "I think I might need some more inspiration." Kai suggested. "What kinda inspiration?" you interrogate once again. "Touch yourself for me, pet." Kai groaned out.

Rolling your eyes a little in response to Kai's nickname you begin to trace your hands down to your soaked core, rubbing it a few times before slipping a finger halfway in, moaning to the view of Kai pleasuring himself through his pants, you gasp to him pulling out a pistol from his inner hip, pointing it at you instantly.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" Kai questions, his warm breath fanning your face softly as he traced his gun up and down your body. "No." you shook your head terrifiedly as Kai's hand wiped the tears that your petrified eyes had shed before slapping the fuck out of you leaving a red mark instantaneously. Whimpering in fear and in pain you spat on his face in disrespect.

Kai paused and slowly cleaned off your spit with two fingers of his bringing it towards his mouth seductively sucking them clean before guiding his fingers from his mouth to yours. "Spit again" Kai motioned his fingers against your mouth signaling you to spit on them once again.

You spat on his fingers as he repeated his past actions, suddenly grabbing you by your neck to his mouth brushing his lips lightly against yours as he whispers against your mouth " You're gonna be good for me, right?" "Yes." you respond attempting to close the gap that you both held when he automatically pulled back to look deep into your eyes saying "It's yes sir, Y/N." "Yes si—" you're immediately interrupted by Kai's harsh lips on yours not giving you an opportunity to come up for air, continuing to trace his gun choking you and pulling your hair aggressively.

You pull on his pants signaling him to take them off as he hears your calls and unbuckles his belt allowing it to loudly make contact against the tiled floor. Tossing his pants elsewhere, Kai pushed you deeper into the bathtub as he joins you, turning on the hot water faucet.

"Open your legs for me." Kai intructs as you obediently do as you're told feeling his fingers fill you up quickly. Keeping his steady rhythm Kai continues fingering you, making out with you allowing his tongue to explore your mouth completely, loud moans filling your bathroom.

"Im really close, Ka– ..sir" you instruct in between needy moans reaching for his cock, provoking Kai to pull his fingers out of you angirly.

Another slap reaches the other side of your face as you whimper in pain. "I told you to call me sir, pet." "But I di–" "Shh, pet. Shut the fuck up. Suck your master's cock will ya?"

You proceed to straddle Kai's bare body against yours slowly and carefully drifting your head down to his erected member and your needy core to his face, forming 69. Beginning to kitten lick Kai's tip you feel his fuzzy face vibrate against your innocence making you moan against his, returning the same vibrations.

"Don't stop doing that.. it feels so fucking good." Kai instructs against your clit in which you obliged. His tongue swiped up and down your core aggressively, sucking your bud and tongue fucking you at times, making your pleasure on him sloppier by the second. Kai grabbed your thighs harshly digging his nails in deep trying to get as close as possible to you whilst flickering his tongue antagonising your swollen clit in which you let out a long deep groan against his freeing your juices all in his mouth in which he slurps dry immediately.

Kai chose to face fuck you belligerently causing your blood flow to your head making you dizzy in the instant as you allow your intoxicated body to be used as a sex toy. "Get on 4, you pet" Kai demanded as he pointed a corner of the now empty-waterd bathtub. "Yes, sir." you obliged once more switching your position as your legs trembled along the way causing a deep chuckle to escape Kai's lips, proud of his work.

Kai slid his erection past your soaking needy folds with no hesitation, causing your back to arch instantly against his. Kai had insane stamina in which you knew the sex wasn't going to be over unless he was done. His hips contacted your ass everytime, creating beautiful wave patterns to form on them, turning Kai on even more by the second.

"F–fuck.. you feel so good, my little slut." Kai praised as he gritted his teeth in between each slap against your ass, making you scream in pure pleasure as your climax was getting closer and closer. "Scream louder for me, Y/N." Kai instructed as you screamed for dear life against his nonstopping thrusts, satisfyingly sighing at the feeling of Kai's member softening inside of you as his warm liquids leaked out of your pussy.

"You're a fucking god, Kai." you praise, calling him by his real name purposely. "Next time I fuck you i'll make sure that you're left in a fucking wheelchair, Y/N." Kai snaps at you totally serious about what he just said while you giggled at his words.

"I love you, byee" your intoxicated self says to Kai's exhausted self, putting on his clothes whilst his wet hair shielded his dark intense eyes.

"Fuck you and feed your cat" Kai responds pointing at Dex who's been locked in the bathroom the whole time, witnessing it all.

"Oh shit."

Damn. Poor Dex lmao

#evan peters #american horror story #ahs cult #kinkyaf #kinkystuff #kinky sub #kinkyshit #smut #ahsfx #kai anderson

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justice4harwin · 3 years

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Light’s Corruption- Chapter V

Pairing: The DarklingxAlina

Summary:With few friends at the Little Palace, Alina must work to win the favour of her fellow grisha and their commander, who makes her feel light headed every time she sees him.

After training in Os Alta for two years, the king grows tired of waiting and demands the Sun Summoner joins a western post near the Fjerdan border along with the rest of The Second Army to test her abilities.

Something happens. Suddenly, Alina wants blood to run down the rivers and those who stand in her and The Darkling’s way will be blinded by her light and swallowed by his shadows.

It won’t be pretty

Rating: 18+

Click here for chapter 4

As usual, tags are in the comments. If you dont wanna be tagged, dont be afraid to let me know. If you wanna be tagged, let me know too. I dont bite...anymore lmao

Chapter 5: Heartrenders

Days went by, and they turned into weeks. The leaves fell off the trees, a crunchy sea of red, orange, yellow and brown, and Alina wanted to pile them all on and throw herself inside.

She'd do it the first chance she got, but for that she had to beat the gardeners before they took the piles and burnt them to depressing ashes.

She talked to Michail some more during they rounds around the lake and had her rematch with Natasha.

She lost. Again. She laughed it off. Again. Natasha said she hadn't been so easy to defeat that second time, to which Alina smiled almost genuinely. Progress.

Baghra refused to see her still, and Alina was too proud to go back to her, so she tried to practice on her own. She'd hide away on the far sides of the gardens where the other grisha rarely went to and try to gain more control. It was a slow process; the temptation to let her power run free and vast was always there and trying to tame that always left her exhausted. She had no trouble falling asleep, yet each day the bags underneath her eyes seemed to deepen, as did her appetite. Alina was pretty sure that summoning should be for the better, but more than once, she had thoroughly considered laying down on the cold grass and take a nap there instead of walking all the way back to the Little Palace.

The General wasn't back yet, and much to Alina's confusion, frustration and shame, she worried. Maybe that too had something to do with the bags underneath her eyes. She tended to dream of him in all kinds of scenarios, each less pleasant than the last. It made her wake up sweaty and choking for air.

More than once, she almost wrote to him, only if just to make sure he was alright. But he had to be. Otherwise, word would've spread quickly…right?

She always talked herself out of it though. His presence was missed, her mind was making up all kind of tricks to make her reach out to him like a pathetic girl begging for attention.

The thought reminded her of Baghra's opinion of her, which only strengthened her resolve to not write to him.

She had had enough of begging, enough of getting scrapes of affection from a man who hadn't even bother to write once; she wouldn't do it again, no matter how much her heart tried to pull her to him.

But then her eyes would drift back to the black, shadow rose that laid on her nightstand, the little bit of gold on its inside long dead, and her heart would race and some form of reassurance would fall gently over her, like a blanket shielding her body.

She'd reach out and take it in her hands. It had no thorns. Her fingers would run through its petals, as soft as those of a real rose, but with something deeper in there. There was something more alive inside that rose than in any flower in all of Ravka; it was deep, powerful, and dark. It scared and alluded to her in the same measure, and she'd stare at it fascinated for an unfathomable long time.

She wondered if The Darkling could feel her caressing his shadows; and how he'd feel about it.

Besides Michail and Natasha, Alina didn’t seem to be progressing very much. They exchanged niceties and some jokes, even paired up during training, but there was not much more to it.

She told herself to be patient. These things took time.

One early afternoon, Genya showed up on her room unannounced. Alina hurried to hide her rose inside her nightstand; she wasn't sure why, but she wanted it to be her little secret.

"The Queen just left Os Alta." the redhead smiled. "As did the king. They'll be gone for two days on a hunting trip."

"A hunting trip?"

"Yes, where they kill animals for the fun of it. Like one of those brutish size competitions men seem to like so much."

Alina snorted.

"So?"

"So…"there was a gleam to her friend's eyes, and the summoner leaned back and frowned slightly, almost scared. "I could sneak you into the Grand Palace and into Her Royal Bitch's wardrobe."

"We'll get in trouble, Gen."

"Oh, please; have some faith in me." she placed her elbows on the desk and her chin atop of her hands, almost looking angelic. "Do you really think I'd get you in trouble?"

"Yes."

"Well, then you're wrong." she straightened up and tugged on Alina's arm. "C'mon; there's so many gowns and habits: she rarely wears them twice. We're not stealing; no one will know."

"How many gowns?" she asked, genuinely curious. She had seen the queen on two official occasions, the first time when she arrived from the camps near Kribirsk, and the second when she was invited to her ridiculous tea parade. Still, she had seen her in passing a few times as she strolled the grounds. A part of Alina felt ashamed of the jealousy she felt upon seeing her beautiful clothes and jewels.

There she was, living in a palace, wearing a kefta and being pampered, yet she dared to want more.

"Hundreds!" the Tailor whispered excitedly. "And they'll look much better on us anyway."

She gave in a little to temptation. They would just try them on and leave them again. No one would know, and maybe she'd be satisfied then.

"Alright, alright. But we better not get caught."

"Don't worry, we won't."

They left the bedroom and ran down the stairs, Genya holding onto the blue sleeve of her friend as she rambled about all the different fabrics and patterns and accessories while Alina tried to keep up with her, listening to every word while watching her step. The last thing she needed was to trip down the stairs.

That'd be a sad way to go for her.

"You'll love it. I promise!" Genya turned to give her a smile, but Alina's eyes drifted to the looming figure appearing in her line of vision.

The Darkling walked into the Little Palace accompanied by Ivan, Fedyor and a third heartrender.

It was a woman, a little bit older than Alina probably, but only for a few years. She was tall, with long, brown hair cascading down her back. Her kefta, which hugged her rounded figure nicely, gave her away as a fellow heartrender.

The Darkling noticed them approaching. Alina tried to search something in his eyes, anything that gave away any sort of emotion that could cause in him to see her again, but she saw nothing but his usual coolness.

The Summoner and the Tailor came to a stop and bowed.

"Moi Soverennyi." they bowed respectfully.

"Miss Starkov, Miss Safin; it has been some time." he looked from one to the other. "May I inquire as to your present activities?"

"Nothing we're not supposed to do." Alina spat out, earning herself a dainty elbow to the ribs.

General Kirigan rose an eyebrow.

"I see. See to it that it stays that way."

"Of course, sir." spoke Genya, serious all of a sudden.

The man turned and contemplated the strange woman for a moment, then gestured at Alina with a gloved hand.

"This is Alina Starkov, our Sun Summoner." he looked at her, those pools of grey catching her breath. "Miss Starkov, may I introduce you to Nina Zenik. She is one of my best agents and has just recently returned from an assignment in Shu Han."

The woman's green eyes settled on Alina, taking her in. Something glittered in there.

"So, she is real after all."

"Would I lie to you?" was The Darkling's reply.

"You forgot to mention how pretty she is." Nina ignored him, taking a long, stealth step towards her and catching a tendril of Alina's dark hair in her fingers.

"Um, it's a pleasure to meet you." The Sun Summoner managed to say, nervous under the woman scrutiny.

"Oh, a pleasure indeed, sun bean." Nina smiled, amusement shining in her eyes as Alina's face heated up. "I can't wait to make your acquaintance."

Before Alina could even think of an answer -for the woman's pretty eyes were too distracting- The Darkling cleared his throat.

"Not for some time, I am afraid." he said. Alina finally turned her gaze to him. There was something dark and intense in the way he was staring at Nina's back, his jaw tense. "Miss Starkov has quite the busy schedule."

Alina felt Genya tensing beside her. Nina's eyes slid momentarily, as if she could see The Darkling behind her, and nodded, winking at her before receding.

"Certainly. I can only imagine." she turned a charming smile on him. "Should we discuss my mission in private?"

"Of course." he answered almost, almost too quickly. He made a gesture for her to go in first.

"See you around, sun bean."

Alina choked on her own saliva as she struggled to say her farewell.

Ivan left with them without even glancing in their direction; Fedyor was kind enough to give them each a courteous smile.

Genya was giggling like an idiot.

"Shut up."

Now she was laughing.

During their training one day, Alina decided to pair up with her. Many grisha gave her a myriad of odd looks, and for a moment, Alina feared she might be about to face another Zoya.

Nina seemed to not to notice them and beckoned her forward.

People seemed to like Nina, Alina observed. The woman had charm and wit; the Sun Summoner really had to try to not get jealous of those traits. She reminded herself that Nina had been at the Little Palace for years, not one season and a half.

They circled each other, taking their measures.

Alina didn't want to be the one to strike first. That always had seemed to go wrong thus far, so she waited.

The heartrender went to the left, so Alina turned, only to be tricked as she received a blow on her right. She winced and stood back, more alert. She didn't want to make a ridicule again.

"You're small and skinny." the heartrender whispered. Alina arched an eyebrow. "I'm bigger and stronger, so your best option is to tire me out."

"I'm not exactly the fastest person."

Nina threw a punch and, luckily, Alina blocked it successfully.

She shook her head.

"Speed and resistance don't need to go hand in hand."

Alina didn't dare to look around to see if anyone else could hear them. She hoped not. Botkin would most certainly disapprove of his students giving each other advice on how to defeat them.

So, with Nina's words in mind, Alina did her best to block and recede. She tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to punch and kick, and received a wince and an "ouch" as Nina rubbed her calf.

The Summoner could feel everyone still watching, Marie and Nadia cheering her on; Sergei and Michail more reserved since she was fighting a fellow red sporter.

Then, Alina caught a glimpse. It was a second, and before she even knew it, she was taking a chance.

Nina was placing her foot down, twisting it as if to test it, and the next she was laying on her back, Alina having all but hurled herself at the woman, grabbing her middle section with all her strength and pushing.

They landed on the ground, and in the disbelief, the Summoner almost forgot to fully immobilize her opponent the way Botkin had taught her.

"You know," Nina gasped, the breath having abandoned her lungs. "There's better ways to get on top of me, sun bean, but if you like it rough-"

Alina blushed in embarrassment, both for having potentially hurt her and for the path those words were leading to.

"Are you alright?" she interrupted hurriedly. "Did I hurt you?"

Nina tried to laugh and cried instead.

"Shit, sun bean. You do have some strength in that tiny body after all."

"Alright!" Botkin clapped his hands twice, coming over toward them. "The little girl wins again, …finally."

Alina was almost offended. At least Marie and Nadia were cheering, as were some others Etherealki. She noticed Sergei and Michail exchanging some coins and scowled.

"Healer." she called, and one hurried to Nina's side.

"It's just a broken rib." the woman said, setting herself to work.

Nina raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I'm impressed, sun bean. I didn't actually think you'd win."

Alina found a new hiding spot where to practice her summoning. It was a most secluded corner, surrounded by old trees, an unkept stone bench and a dirty sculpture of a woman.

She really wanted to be offended.

With eyes wide, she forgot all about her practice, raced and jumped in, laughing childishly to herself.

She looked up and took in the warmth of the sun with pleasure, her face basking in it as her hands ran through leaves and sticks. It was actually a little uncomfortable, but fun.

She almost wished she could sink in and stay there forever, with the sun warming her body and the crunchy leaves all around her.

There was a big pile of leaves.

"Did you fall?"

A shadow took the light from her face, and she found The Darkling standing over her, looking down with something akin to curiosity.

"No. I just jumped."

"Into a pile of dirt?"

"It's not dirt. Besides, it's fun!" she extended a hand. "Wanna try?"

He huffed. Her cheeks heated up. She should've known better.

He took her hand and pulled her up, the mere contact making everything about him feel more intense as usual.

She held onto him.

"How did you find me?"

"You are my Sun Summoner; did you really think I would let you wander about the palace grounds unguarded?"

"Do you have me followed?" she had never noticed.

"For your safety."

"I thought this was the safest place in all of Ravka."

"I am not taking any chances with you, Alina." he replied, eyes guarded, face soft.

"Well, I've never noticed them."

"It means they are doing a good job. I would not want you to live scared, looking over your shoulder all the time."

"I might as well start now that I know."

He opened his mouth and then closed it, thumb rubbing the back of her hand. Alina wondered if he noticed what he was doing.

"You are right." he stepped closer, pulling a leaf off her hair. "But you need not fear, especially while I am on the palace grounds."

"Because not even the dumbest drüskelle would dare to cross paths with you?"

"Nor would the boldest noble."

Alina frowned. The nobles of Os Alta?

She nodded slowly.

"I have scared you." he stated, studying her face. "I apologize."

"No, no." she let go of his hand. "You just made me wearier."

"That is just how life at court is." he offered, not unkindly. "This is not just an army sometimes, especially for you and I."

Alina looked at him, questioning.

"There is no one else like us, Alina." he said, approaching her once more. The calmness, the facts were gone, replaced by a fire she wanted to step into. The vehemence in his voice made her shiver and want to take refuge in his cloak. "There never will be."

She thought about it. What exactly did he mean by that?

He reached out again and plucked another leaf from her hair, then took her face in his hands. She tilted her head up, desperate for a look into those eyes.

Her heart drummed on her ribcage, wanting to break free.

"I-" words failed her as he studied her face, like she was something unique he wanted to memorize.

His thumb ran over her lips, and she exhaled heavily at the feel.

"I forgot what I came here to tell you." he whispered in confidence, his eyes on her parted lips.

"I don't care."

One of his hands left her face and wrapped around her waist, pressing her against his hard chest. Alina almost gasped, hands coming up to rest on his shoulders. He pressed his forehead against hers and closed his eyes, hiding the conflict she had briefly witnessed there.

Alina made a choice.

She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his.

He reciprocated immediately, holding her tighter and pushing his tongue inside her mouth, demanding a dominance she was more than willing to give him.

She had been kissed, but never like this. It was a first kiss that felt like the last; its intensity so beautifully crushing and chaotic. It was like he was a missing part of her, long searched for and finally found. It was like she was the most precious, addictive treasure, something to be cherished and corrupted at the same time.

Alina was willing to let him do as he wanted with her.

Her hands pulled at his hair, earning a growl. Their eyes met briefly, the desire in them fighting to see whose was grander, before kissing again.

It was like he wanted to pull her closer still, the barrier of clothes too much. Something told Alina that the lack of them wouldn't satisfy either of them anyways.

He kissed her jaw, travelling his way up to her earlobe.

"You make me weak." he whispered harshly, only to proceed to ravish the parts of her neck that were exposed.

"You make me strong." she answered, craning her neck to give him better access.

Growling, he gave her ass a hard squeeze and pushed her back against a tree. She could feel the tug and crunches of the leaves as he buried his hands in her hair but didn't care.

She wanted more.

And more.

She drew his lips back to hers. He reached for the belt which held her kefta closed.

"Sir!"

The next thing Alina knew was that she was standing against a tree, her back aching and her body cold, yet her face hot.

She looked at The Darkling, who seemed almost unperturbed as he smoothly fixed his hair and clothes, standing at a respectable distance from her.

Ivan appeared, seeming to be in a hurry.

Alina narrowed her eyes at him. As if she didn't dislike him enough already, the little shit.

"Moi Soverennyi, you are needed in the king's counsel immediately."

"Tell that grump I shall be there shortly."

Ivan bowed and left, not even acknowledging Alina's presence.

The Darkling cleared his throat. She turned her dark gaze on him, cheeks burning against the cold air, lips probably bruised.

What had just happened?

She wasn't sure, but she wanted to do it again. The Darkling, on the other hand, remained stoic as he stared into her eyes, as if nothing had occurred between them.

"I understand that you have been training on your own;" he said, as if he were talking to any other grisha, ever polite and smooth, voice reassuring yet commanding." I shall speak to Baghra so you may return to your lessons."

"But I don't wann-"

With him gone, the early winter sun felt cold.

"Miss Starkov." he bowed to her respectfully and marched away, disappearing from view within seconds.

Click here for chapter 6

#shadow and bone fanfic #shadow and bone #Alina starkov #the darkling #aleksander morozova #darkling x alina #alina x aleksander #alina x darkling #genya safin #nina zenik #fedyor kaminsky #fanfic

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theravencawsatmidnight · 3 years

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Pink Chains (cont.)

Kyotani owns a grunge /punk apparel shop after leaving the Sendai Frogs after a incident with the Black Jackals. He designs his own clothes and hires Oikawa & Iwaizumi as his employees. Everything goes smoothly for awhile, till you walk in; pink dress, big smile , and bubbly personality. His whole life stops in that moment.

Punk! Kyotani x Bubbly F! reader. Aka my favorite cliche trope. It lives in my head every second of the day.

Brief Violence

The rest of the first half and all ive got so far ! / first half at the bottom !!

Your home was a cheap studio apartment not far from the college; a small studio with a cute bed by the window , a table with a bunch of markers with a big sketchbook sitting in the middle . You had the basic needs and a little couch in the corner but no tv , but there was a little pink cat bed next to the couch.

Kyo stuffed his hands in his pockets looking around the studio , it was weird being in a small studio for him since he has a home . Everything seemed shoved into one or two spots. He sat down on the couch and you were looking a little embarrassed, fussing with your dress .

“I know its not much but ! Its my little space heh, Mocha is probably in her little house sleeping. She will wake up soon though now that im home !!!” You picked up some clothes out of a basket. “Ill be right back , make yourself at home!”

“Okay sweetie.” He leaned forward dipping his head down to look in the cat hut . He could see a tiny kitten sleeping in it and smirked leaning back into the couch getting comfortable, well as much as he could in tight jeans. Kyo peeled his jacket off and pulled his phone out to check it .

Group Chat

Mattsun/ picture

Oikawa/ OOOOOO

Iwaizumi/ i knew pink was your color

Kyotonai/ guess where i am

Iwaizumi/well i dont see you so not at home

Oikawa/ are you at her house ?!?

Kyotani/yep, invited me to stay the night

Mattsun/ oh my , how adult

Kyotani/ shut up Mattsun

Oikawa/ hope you brought condoms

Iwaizumi/ be gentle with her

Kyotani/we aint gonna fuck i just didint want to leave yet

Oikawa/ 😙😙😙😗😙😙😙

Mattsun/ 😳😳😳😳😳

Iwaizumi/ 😒

Kyotani / i hate all of you

Iwa,Kawa, Mattsun/ 💕💞♥️

Kyo put his phone on the table when he saw you come out of the restroom, you were wearing a red panda shirt and matching shorts . Mocha emerged from her home too and meowed for attention . Kyo could not stop looking at you, so cute, so , so cute..

“Mocha! “ you bent down and picked up the brown kitten taking a seat next to Kyo to show him. “Shes a rescue ! I saw her all alone and i just had to help her.”

Kyo took the kitten from you and set it on his lap to pet her. “Shes cute” he leaned back tugging at his jeans trying to relax.

“Whats wrong?” You asked, Kyos lap to pet the happy kitten.

“Had these jeans on all day, i dont want to.. make you uncomfortable.”

Mocha nuzzled into Kyos stomach getting comfy and looked like she was not movin for any reason.

“I dont mine but.. you better do it fast because Mocha is not gonna care that you wanna take em off.”

Gently he lifted to kitten to fuss with his belt , you giggled getting up and grabbing your sketchbook. “Can i show you.. heh my drawings.”

“Of course sweetie, you draw?” He asked , pulling his jeans down with one hand and Mocha in the other. Kyo had on black and pink boxers . “Ugn finally..” he set Mocha back on his lap and placed the jeans on his jacket feeling a little unsure if he should have taken em off.

You hid behind your sketchbook when you saw him on the couch in his boxers. Kyo had tone legs from volleyball and a few tattoos on his legs along with some bruises and knicks.

Kyo looked down at Mocha feeling a little embarrassed. Why were skinny jeans so damn uncomfortable after a while? He asked as he pet the little kitten.

You sat down with him criss cross with the sketchbook on your lap. “Yep! I'm in college for art and design. I want to one day get picked up by a clothing store and have my drawings on shirts”

Kyo leaned towards you looking over the sketches with wide eyes. They might have been all cute things; like kittens, red pandas, hearts, patterns and space but they were so damn good. “You have a real talent these are awesome.”

“Really?!?”

“Yes sweetie. Id put these on my shirts. Oh that reminds me..”

“Oh my gosh!! Kyo that would be so cool!” Gently you placed the sketchbook on the table and looked at Kyo, he was a looking a little unsure of himself. “Whats wrong..?”

“Why exactly did you come into my store ? Ive never seen you in it before”

“ uhm Kyo.. you have a shirt in the window with kittens on it.. so.. “

He laughed wrapping his arm around you making you laugh too. “My ‘Sad Day’ shirt? With all the grumpy cats?”

“Its so cute, how could I not!!!” You hit his chest lightly not liking his tone.

“Okay okay.” Lightly he grabbed one of your hands holding it close. “Happy you did, really.” His eyes drifted off you and around the room.

“Kyo?” You inched closer, picking Mocha up leaning down to place her in her hut.

Kyo picked you up and sat you down on his lap facing him, placing his hands at your hips. He leaned back spreading his legs. “Yes? Sweetie..?” You could feel he was a little hard, it was really hot between your legs..

“Im happy i did too.. i really like you.”

His heart thumped a few times. “First girl to say that to me…” he rested his elbow on the arm of the couch to support his head. “I wasn't the nicest guy in highschool, i'll never forget the day Yahaba slammed me into that wall and told me to get my shit together.”

You looked a little sad at his words, Kyo only mentioned his aggression one other time but even then he sounded upset and full of regret.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You asked him , cupping his cheeks so he would look at you. His eyes told you ‘yes, yes please.’ But.. “No, i just want to hold you if that's okay.”

“Okay. If we fall asleep my alarm is going to go off at 8 so sorry in advance.” You got comfortable on his lap and Kyo tipped your chin up so you were looking at him.

“Would you be more comfortable on the bed?”

“Yes i think so. I dont think i can sleep like this. Hehe.”

Kyo gripped your hips picking you up, he stepped over Mochas hut and brought you to the bed to lay down with you, his face a little red. You latched onto his sleeve closing your eyes and drifting off. “Night Kyo..”

“G’night sweetie..”

Fuck what was he doing ? Talking about it will help.. right? Kyo had to wait a bit before you were fully asleep to get up and grab his phone.

Kyotani/ Iwaizumi

Iwaizumi/ Yes

Kytotani/ keep this between us

Iwaizumi/ you didn't hit it and ditch did you?

Kyotani/ what? No.

Iwaizumi/ are you scared to make it official Kyo

Kyo stared at the text for a few minutes reading it over and over .

Iwaizumi/ is it the anger issues

He squeezed his phone and sat down on the couch dialing his phone.

“Im scared ill lash out or something”

“Mm.. when was the last time that happened again?”

“The Tourney against the Black Jackals.”

“Ah yes, think Kei had to pry you off Bokuto or something right?”

“Yes… Iwaizumi i can't lash out at her. I just can't, i mentioned Yahaba and that day and she asked if i wanted to talk about it”

“You said ’no’, didn't you” Sigh “Kyotani she's not a threat, she's not an enemy . She's literally just a girl who likes you. Open up to her”

“How.”

“Uuhhmmmm, tell her you want to talk about it. I'm going to bed. You can do this Kyotani”

He hung up .

Kyo rubbed his face for a minute and glanced at you for a minute then back to his phone opening up Messages.

Kyotani/ Mattsun i know your asleep but invite Yahaba to the beach volleyball.

He set his phone down and very slowly made his way back to you. He wrapped his arms around your sleeping body and shut his eyes tight trying to sleep.

In the morning Kyo was awake early browsing on his phone, he stared at the screen for a minute before pressing Play on the video.

-flash back-

‘Another score for the Black Jackals!!! It is Match Point !!! ‘

The Sendai frogs were tired, sweaty and losing this Tournament. The Black Jackals were still full of energy and ready to go . It was a very hard game for both sides and Bokuto kept testing Kyotani, this was the first time he met the loud grey haired boy and he just did not like him. He knew Hinata but he did not like him too much.

Kyotani was doing better at keeping his temper under control and his team figured out how to hype him up without making him angry. Kei was not too fond of him but then again he did not really need to be, they just needed to be on the same page on the court.

That owl boy though, he was loud, annoying , and just testing him. Kyotani knew it, every serve, block, and spike was for him to clear or get rid of . Kyotani got hit with the ball a couple times and thats when he lost it.

‘Kyotani has taken another hit from the ball!!!’ Yelled the annoucer .

“Hey hey hey?!! Eye on the ball yea!??”

“Dont let it get to you” Kei told him .

“.........”

“..Kyot-“

He was on the other side of the net ontop of Bokuto punching him .The whole building was dead silent.

The last thing Kyotani remembered was hearing the announcer describe what was happening and Kei pulling him off of Bokuto.

He quit the Sendai Frogs that day, took his last check and left not looking back. He opened an apparel shop he called The Dog House and got in touch with his old highschool teammates starting over.

-end flashback-

You woke up to see Kyos hand on your head , you were not fully awake so you just laid there enjoying the nice feeling on your head. Mocha had also joined you in bed and was between you both sleeping. Kyo smelled like leather… an old leather that was renewed, it made your nose crinkle a bit. Looking up you saw he had a collar tattoo with spikes on it on his wrist . It was kinda silly but kinda cute too , although you wondered what it meant.

A minute later your alarm went off and you whimpered letting Kyo know you were awake. He let go of your head to slam your alarm clock off. He looked upset or angry in the face, and he was still staring at his phone.

Slowly you got up and gently placed Mocha on your pillow so you could scoot closer to him. “Kyo? Did you get any sleep?”

“I have to show you something.” He said as he turned his phone to you pressing Play again.

You were holding the phone now, it was alot heavier than yours . You had watched the video a couple times and everytime Kyo punched Bokuto you flinched. After the second time you placed the phone down to sit facing him.

“Kyo..”

He looked the other way running his hand through his hair.

“Kyo?”

He wanted to run away so bad. Start over again. Someplace without people like -

“Kyo.”

You were between his legs now , he had his knees up and was resting his elbows on them and still did not look at you. Dammit Mad Dog just say something to her, she's right there, dont shut her out.. dont shut..

You grabbed his face turning his head, kissing him, catching him very off guard. Kyo fell back taking you with him . You had no intention of stopping and just kissed him more and more even though he cursed between breaths. Kyo grabbed you lifting you up off his face and chest. You frowned at him and sat down on his lap once he let you go, cheeks flushed and very embarrassed.

“S..swee..sweetie”

“You aren't like that anymore!” You told him while you rubbed your eyes.

“Sweetie no don't cry please..” he sat up taking you in his arms rubbing your back in circles. “Sshh..”

“Please.. talk to me..” You sniffled into his neck squeezing him tight.

Kyo was shaking .. you were shaking . He laid his head on your neck starting from the beginning.. the very beginning. Every few minutes he would stop to check if you were still crying. He would cup your face and wipe under your eyes and ask ‘Are you Afraid of Me’ and you shook your head saying ‘No’ every single time. You were both tearing up by the end of it, Kyotani told you about Yahaba, Highschool after Iwa & Kawa graduated , how he became a Pro and Bokuto. The look on his face just made you so sad and seeing you sad was something he never wanted to see.

“Sweetie.. how , how can.”

“I like you Kyo, a lot. I'm not scared, never will be.”

“I'm so scared ill lash out at you sweetie.”

You grabbed his hand holding it and running a hand up and down his sleeve while you talked. “Kyo.. you let me touch your wolves. When we first met in your shop i noticed you were rubbing it a lot , like you were worried or you thought id just out right touch it”

“I..”

You kissed him again and wiped your eyes free of stray tears. “I want to be with you Kyo, i wanna.. see red pandas with you”

He laughed at that and so did you.

“I already said i'd take you didint i?” He asked cupping your face .

“Just making sure you know i really wanna go heh..”

“I know sweetie, believe me i know.” Kyo kissed you and you blushed wrapping your arms around him.

The alarm went off again too.

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#PinkChains #kyotani x reader #kyotani kentaro #kentarou x reader #kyotani 💕

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mattiekaart · 2 years

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sometimes youre fatally clobbered by a really good podcast and you drop everything to design a cool bug. serant is the best

i posted that first one on twitter a while back, feeling very sure of myself that serant didnt have wings. i was on episode 26 when i uploaded it. then episode 40 hit me like a freight train and it led to me studying bug wings for a frankly embarrassing amount of time. paid off in the end though because serant is even cooler with wings. posted this second picture today and then remembered that this account exists and that maybe i should keep it more updated hahah

the leaf in the background is from unsplash! credit where credit is due.

here are my design notes directly transplanted from twitter but without the character limit lmao

first image:

love that these aliens are just "tall celebi" and wanted to go a lil wild with it so i chose some other bugs to throw into her design. serant in particular has wasp & mantis traits, which i decided on BEFORE i knew her ship was called the dragonfly. oops

i didnt realize until AFTER i gave her digitigrade legs that wearing normal jeans would by physically impossible without really specific alterations that i dont think i have the skill to draw, so jorts it is!!!!!

i actually had a lot of fun coming up with how to make clothes fit her. thats what the belts on her sleeves are for, otherwise she wouldnt be able to get her forearms through the arm holes lmao

its the same w the jorts except its an invisible zipper hidden in a seam so that i dont have to draw it. but it’s still fun to think about!

I threw in the turtleneck on a whim and im SO GLAD I DID for reasons i’ll get into later.

i poured a truly ludicrous amount of time into figuring out how bug mandibles work so that i could give her a more buglike face that could still smile!! it’s still pretty difficult but im getting the hang of it

i imagine there exist shoes that accommodate clawed feet, but the image of her destroying a perfectly good pair of boots so her claws arent cramped is kinda funny. or maybe the boots are just Like that and thats just how Boots For Bug People look.

before i get into notes on the second image please look at this tragedy. in hindsight this is so goddamn funny and it’s the best possible outcome but in the moment my soul was flung violently from my body

anyway, second image:

i wish i had the words to describe the full intensity of the anguished "NO!" that echoed through my kitchen as i listened to ep 40 while washing dishes.

thankfully the anguish was temporary because?? serant with wings??? when i thought she couldnt POSSIBLY get any cooler??

im sure its clear now why im so glad i gave her a turtleneck under her jacket that first time hahahah.

sleeveless turtlenecks are a favorite of mine to begin and it was so convenient that i could also make it an open-back turtleneck to accommodate her wings. everyone say thank you to sleeveless backless turtlenecks.

its delightful to think about serant dramatically whipping her jacket to the side and launching herself into the air

it took ~2.5 weeks to figure out wings. i tried to put random lines in her wings for simplicity but it just didnt look right, so i had to study why insect wings look like that in the first place

as a result i now know more about insect wing venation than i had ever planned on knowing. it was actually pretty frustrating until i sat down and did some reading about why insect wings look the way they do. turns out all the veins have names , and the way they’re placed and where they branch can tell you which species are related to each other.

serant’s wing pattern is mostly based off of european hornets. this website, DrawWing was super helpful!! it’s really cool, do take a look if its something youre interested in!

wasps and their relatives usually have two sets of wings, and the back set latches onto the front set to be more aerodynamic. i was already struggling with one set of wings so i just fused the front and back ones together. its aliens. its fine!!!

early on, i was agonizing about how the hell serant could even fit her wings under her jacket but then i learned about wing folding. it’s the most impressive and intricate in beetles, but insects without elytra (beetle shells) can do it too. did you know earwigs have HUGE WINGS?? youre welcome!!!

im so glad i found out that serant and melas have wings BEFORE i finished designing melas. the bugs i based him on are a little tougher for me to work with and i would have had to make a lot more changes and do more backtracking. im really hoping to have something concrete of melas done soon, but i got distracted by a fun idea for oh’eler . oops . in the meantime heres a messy little doodle i put on twitter as well as an alt background for serant. i wound up going with the copper one instead because it made her wings stand out more.

if you read all this, wow thank you! i hope you enjoyed.

#the unexplored places #tango sector

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gausses · 2 years

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so i was tagged by @laudnaum and i just woke up from a 2h nap, hoookay let’s go ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

name: Lu

age: 27

height: 1.69m i think?

where do you call home? middle of nowhere in southern lower saxony

any tattoos or piercings? 4 in my ears, little kiwi on my right arm, a skull with a snake on my right upper thigh and a ...sleeve on my left arm. there was very much no concept behind it so its kinda patchworky. love the raven in the middle of it tho. and a bee on my left hand. all bw except the skull

last song you listened to? I was cleaning my flat earlier and i love dancing to upbeat/embarassing pop music during it so it was “I feel good” by Pitbull... but before that i listened to KIZ “Lecken im Puff” (why yes my music taste is garbage)

last movie you watched? aftermath i think it was called? it was boring i turned it off half way.

last book/fanfic you read? currently reading Stephen King’s The Dead Zone

do you collect anything? plants. weird/embroidered pictures.

morning person/night owl? depends on the time of year, currently very much a night owl but as soon as summer hits im gonna be up and at it at 5am. catch me in the gym at 6am running my 5km

optimist/pessimist/realist? eet is what eet is-st ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

a quote you live by? idk, i’ve learnt in the past year that it’s better to be yourself than a well-liked person that you cant stand. also you should always give everything a try, even if it’s just to find out you hate it.

introvert/extrovert/ambivert? ambivert very much

do you believe in the afterlife? i wish i did

a weird or fun fact about yourself? idk i feel like im such an open book? im oversharing most of the time so i will just ramble a bit here abt stuff, enjoy: I have no taste, my mother will tell me that a lot. and other people told me that- i get it, i dress weird sometimes but it makes me happy. i still love patterns with animals on them, no not leo print. i mean; give me actual leopards on the shirt. after 5 years i had to retire my bird rain jacket (picture) but found one with dogs on it (picture). Older women love this jacket, i got some compliments for it. one time i was i was in line for the register in edeka and the lady behind me asked me where i got it bc she has the same dogs that are on there. love it! And I can finally deadlift my own body weight! cant wait to wear spagehtti straps in summer bc my upper body/shoulders look so good. very happy with my fitness journey considering i had to lay low for 4 months and still struggle with my foot on some days. dont shatter your foot bones children. lastly; i started playing the guitar and its so much fun. but i havent had any lessons this year bc of miss rona and currently not the time to look for a new teacher; nor the money to go to an actual music school. so im just playing the same 5 songs over and over. my darkest secret? I started listening to country music to find songs to play/practice and i love it so much in a completly unironic way. Mason Ramsey’s “Before I knew it” SLAPS and i will fight you over it. yee haw!

if you could have coffee with someone, dead or alive, who would it be? im having a really bad crush on someone and im probably going to see them again in a few weeks but it would be nice to see them sooner aaahhhh. also any of my mutuals reading this, idk im not very talkative and always nervous but uh yeah- i have normal coffee, decaf and far too much tea. so uhm mh im tagging??? @davinciae, @sorrel-ly and @anakinskvwalkcr if y’all want to maybe, i thought this was fun but no pressure (○｀ 3′○)

anyway now i have to go back to my rheology exercises ┗( T﹏T )┛

#THANK YOU LUCE :*#yeah this is very long so a read more.... i ramble #also im so mad i just found the bird jacket on ebay #i love my dog jacket but the birds are *chefkiss*#i shouldnt... or should i?... no... i have a rain jacket.... AAAAAHHHH #lu labert

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fabricdragondesigns · 3 years

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CW: Discussion of sizes, clothing fit, and patterns v ready to wear (other than the 1st item not really in any order)

1. first of all, if you are new to sewing you need to memorize this *Your pattern size has nothing to do with the size you wear 'off the peg' or 'ready-to-wear.*

0nothing

not at all

no, i don't care if they say something that "sounds like" ready to wear sizing.

2. you need to take your measurements.you do not have any idea HOW to take your measurements if you are not used to buying patterns, because everyone has taught you incorrectly.

2a. UNLESS patterns say otherwise they are fitted for a 5'6 woman with a 'B' cup size. You want to buy the pattern based on your "high bust" (above your girls) if you are larger than a B cup, and then make adjustments. if you do not do that you will buy for the "bust measurement" and it wont fit your shoulders. many patterns have pre-done adjustments for C and D cups, but THEIR idea of a C and D cup may not be yours- check the fit.

2b. for the love of Gd do all your fittings and measurements in the same bra- or same type of bra- that you will actually be wearing the pattern with. a strapless bra v a regular bra will change your fit.

3. worth its own bullet point: all patterns are designed with ease (extra space for it so you can move) and/or 'design ease (how it fits, like a 'loosely fitted' top is not as tight as a 'slim fit')

3a. If you are sewing a skirt with a snug waist, but full swishy gathers... it will fit over a wider range of hip sizes than the pattern says.

3b. you buy your pattern based on the part of the body that is a critical fit. if it drapes off my bust and then is "A" line (flares out) it doesnt matter much if my waist is a bit larger than the pattern.

NOTE: if you have an *extreme* difference of size between your waist bust and hips, you may need to worry about this, but if its just a little off the measure in a loose fitting place? dont worry about it.

4. did i mention your pattern sizes are not your RTW sizes? i did? cool... have i mentioned that your RTW sizing is an arbitrary number that varies widely between brands anyway?you knew that? good.

4a. fit of a pattern can also vary between vastly different brands.CHECK THE PATTERN AGAINST YOUR MEASUREMENTS because while the 'big three' you see in the fabric stores may all be similar, EVEN those have specialty lines that use different sizing... and if you get into ANY of the other designers? Totally different sizes.

5. you need to make a 'muslin' or test fit (pin fit) the pattern at the very least.

5a. no, seriously you do... at least until you have made enough similar patterns that you can check the fit against your existing work.

5b. if you cannot bring yourself to "waste" the sewing on a muslin? at least either buy a 'fun fabric' to make a trial run in, or buy double of your fashion fabric.

5c. ok, but don't swear at me when you find out you need to replace that 'perfect' fabric because the pattern doesnt fit, and now you cant find anymore.

6. If you expect to launder the clothes? you need to wash the fabric before you cut and sew it.

6a. this is also where you keep a close eye on red, purple, blue and other super saturated colors for any sign that they are 'bleeding' and likely to end up making all your white blouses a weird pinkish color in the next wash.

6b. some fabrics (cough linen and linen blends) fray and can generate a lot of lint- especially on the first wash. this is why many people serge or zig zag stitch the cut ends of the fabric before washing.

7. look at the pattern and choose fabrics wisely. That pleated swishy skirt may look really cool in a crisp stiff fabric, but it wont be a SWISHY skirt... it will stand out away from your body... this may be what you want, but it may not.Likewise that crisp jacket detail will look sad and wilted in a soft drape fabric.

8. pattern photos (the models) often show the patterns in fabrics that do not help you understand the pattern at all- look at the black and white line drawing that shows you the seam lines.

8a. also, yes, they choose really weird fabrics for some of the photo shoots- no we don't know why.

9. seriously please get any shame or obsession with "sizes" out of your mind (in general but in sewing especially).

9a. no one will see your size number: it doesn't appear on the back of your dress, but if it makes you feel better put a label in everything you sew with whatever size you like.

9b seriously? sizes are not even consistent in RTW, and they are not the same across different pattern lines. the whole point of sewing is to make the clothes fit you.

9c. honestly you can get professionally made clothes labels and put whatever size you want on them. a friend who made clothing actually named her sizes after the fit models she used, so Roseamund and other names were *sizes*... its cool. your clothes should be YOU sized.

10. pattern making and alteration sounds scary, but even if you dont want to do it at all? some things are really easy.

10a. some patterns come with interchangeable parts, so once you make one outfit that fits, you can wip up a dozen with different necklines, sleeves, amounts of swish in the skirts, length in the pants, pockets...

10b. certain changed are easy- peasy. change the fabric (remember the crisp versus draped fabrics?), make it dressy or casual, changing pleats into gathers (or vice versa) add trim, pockets, embroidery, lengthen or shorten it.

10c. some changes are a bit more skilled, BUT STILL WITHIN BEGINNER capabilities, just take your time!add an over-layer of lace (in whole or in part), add width to a sleeve and make it a dolman or a flutter sleeve, add width to the skirt, changing it from a straight skirt to a full skirt, add a colored insert, or 'slot seams' (not as hard as it sounds, trust me)

you can LITERALLY make hundreds of outfits out of a good basic pattern set by making minor adjustments!

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