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rapharoni-supreme · 3 years

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Ranking all of Raphael Hamato-Jitsu’s Outfits

Because why not? Raph is Best Turtle and he has some pretty great and unique outfits too! ^v^ So, let’s rank them:

Hippo Suit: Standard mascot suit, nothing too special, though it still looks cute on him and I can imagine it’s pretty comfy too as long as it doesn’t get too warm. 6/10

Football uniform: ...It’s a football uniform. Again, it looks fine on him but there’s nothing really special about it. 5/10

Vacation outfit: Look at this cutie... Look at how happy is is. Also, the yellow and pink go really well with his light green scales and red mask/armbands. Like- peak color coordination with a hat that pulls it all together. 9/10

R&B Singer Outfit: I. LOVE THIS OUTFIT! Yeah maybe it’s a bit goofy - though given the episode’s plot, that’s kind of a given - but I think it also looks really stylish! This outfit definitely screams 70s from the style of the collar to the ruffled wrists. I love the wig and the gold necklace he wears with it, I love just how much FUN he seems to be having wearing it (”Anybody call for Soul Patrol~?”), and I just love that it totally seems like his style. 10/10

Overcoat disguise: Nice callback to the 80s cartoon/90s movie. The coat isn’t quite thick enough to prevent his elbow spikes from poking through, but it still looks good on him. The fedora of course ties this look together - out of all the Turtles, I’d say Raph is the one that looks best in a hat. 7/10

Savage Raph: Not much of an ‘outfit’ but eh, it looks cool enough. This and another outfit down the line sorta hints at Raph preferring ponchos, which is valid. 8/10

Winter Outfit: You know, it’s not often we see these guys wearing shoes, but the boots look good AND functional! I like the different shades of red, with the coat being darker while the scarf is the same color as his mask, and the brown pants look nice too! 9/10

Hamato Clan Uniform: I actually don’t mind the switch to a darker red with his mask. Honestly, as much as I love his normal bright red mask, I could see him switching to a darker red as he gets older. The outfit itself looks really cool, and the fact that you can’t see any of Raph’s spikes poking out just shows how well Splinter made this uniform (no doubt so his son could still be comfortable as he fought. D’awwww). 9/10

Hoodie and shorts: You know, it’s not often we see the boys out of their signature colors. While there’s still some red there, you can barely see it, so the main color is grey. But honestly, I don’t mind that much.

The hoodie and shorts combo still looks cool on him, and it’s definitely something a teenager would wear, though I question what the point was of him putting on pants AND shorts to cover his legs, but then ripping off his sleeves and revealing his spikes/scales. As a disguise, it’s maybe not as effective as it could be because of this, buuut if it makes him comfier then I’ll allow it (plus the ripped sleeves totally fit him, aesthetic wise). 7.5/10

R.A.P.H. Outfit: Just like his R&B Singer Outfit, I just absolutely love this one and how it captures the perfect balance of silly AND cool! There have been different incarnations of Raph who decided to be vigilantes, and I like how Rise!Raph goes for a more Superhero-looking spin with his instead of something like the Nightwatcher.

I also think it’s cool that his poncho doubles as a cape, that’s super cute. And the letter gag is just so great, lol. Doesn’t do much to disguise his turtle-ness but you know what? He’s fifteen and he wants to be a hero, let him have some fun dammit. 10/10

Red Suit: Idk why Donnie didn’t like it, this suit is so stylish!! The pink and red works on him well, though I’d maaaaybe drop the shades. 9/10

Ripped Tank Top and Jeans: Kinda indifferent to this one honestly. Don’t hate it, don’t love it - I think it’s the belt that’s bothering me but idk why. Feels like he needs something else - like make the shirt a different color or wear a vest or hat with it or something. But yeah, just kinda meh to me. I do like the spiky wrist bracelets though. 6/10

Fedora and Bow: Ehhhhhh... Like I’ve said earlier, the hat definitely works on him, and the bow tie is cute too. But the shirt? ehhhh, not doing it for me. 6/10

Neon windbreaker: Like the jeans, like the colors - and also I want that jacket. Overall super fun outfit with an 80′s vibe that I feel is pretty fashionable too! 10/10

White and pink: Another 80s-esque outfit that just screams Miami Vice, lol. It’s cool enough, though unlike his hoodie and shorts outfit where I don’t mind all the grey too much, I feel like here all the white just kinda washes him out. The light pink shirt doesn’t help with this, and the super low collar is just kinda weird to me. I get why some would like this style, but it’s not for me. 5/10

Leather Jacket Outfit: OKAY HERE WE GO! This is a much cooler outfit imo. Cool jacket with shirt and pants that also work well with it, but the jacket really is the star here, with the belt and collar adding a bit of extra style to it. 9/10

So, it I had to pick my top 5 outfits for Raph, I’d go with: R&B Singer, R.A.P.H., Neon Windbreaker, Leather Jacket and Vacation, with Red Suit being the runner up. But hey! Let me know what your favorite Raph outfits are and why you like them! ^v^ I’d love to see other fans’ rankings

#rottmnt #raphael tmnt #outfits #long post

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mulderist · 3 years

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Wicked Game

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Read on A03

Washington, D.C - 1948. Fox Mulder is a detective on the top vice unit; scandal, corruption, and lies come with the territory. He is forced to investigate a fellow officer and finds the lies go much deeper than the truth.

tagging @today-in-fic

CHAPTER 5

The phone rang three times before she answered. My jaw ached as I tried to mask the slur in my voice when I told her who was calling. I realized it was a long shot ringing her number but I needed something to get my head on straight. I told her I was in Georgetown and as luck would have it she did not have a shift at the hospital that evening. She accepted my invitation to have a drink. I confirmed her address and I said I would wait outside the building to meet her, adding to look for the forlorn gentleman with a grey fedora. We disconnected and I exited the booth then walked to the curb to hail a cab.

Scully’s apartment building was tucked into a quiet tree-lined block on Q Street. In a town built on history this neighborhood dripped vintage charm with neat colonial rowhouses and brick sidewalks. I paced a slow line in front of the staircase then stretched a foot on the bottom step. The sound of a door opening and heel clicks on brickwork caught my attention. There she was. A vision in a short-sleeved olive green sweater with a high neck, wide-leg trousers gave way to dark t-strap shoes that peeked out from under her pant cuffs. Her ginger-red hair was pinned up halfway and decorated with a small flower. I straightened up and tried to smile as she landed on the last step.

“God, what happened to you?” she questioned before I could even greet her properly.

“And hello to you too.” I replied.

“Oh, your cheek,” Scully frowned, “This reminds me of when we first met.” She inspected my face without laying a finger on me. I tipped back my hat slightly so she could get a better look. In the afternoon sun her eyes processed a diagnosis and she reached out a caring hand to touch my jawline but withdrew it quickly. Fingers formed a loose fist instead as her hand dropped slowly towards her hip. I cleared my throat.

“Serves me right for interrupting someone’s lunch, huh?”

“Must have been someone important for them to leave a mark like that,” Scully said, stepping back and adjusting her handbag. I shrugged then said,

“No, just me being a nosy cop.” I found myself staring as she smiled.

“So now that we’re here, where are we off to?”

“There’s a little place I visit when I’m in the neighborhood.” I slipped my hands in my pockets and gestured with a nod down the block. She joined me at my side and we strolled for a few silent moments. Her presence helped to mute the extra noise in my head. Though with each intersection we crossed I was still checking my corners, making sure we weren’t being followed. After the little scene I caused at the restaurant my guard was up. I knew I could never be too comfortable with my surroundings and I certainly didn’t want to put her in danger.

We walked farther down Q street and crossed over to 33rd to a small bar named The Blue Note. I opened the door for her and followed inside. It was your standard set-up with a small stage on the side arranged for a jazz combo. Too early for a gig, so the jukebox in the corner played the matinee performance. Regalia from the university littered the walls but in a more dignified fashion, like the proprietor was trying to distance the establishment from looking like a run-of-the-mill college bar. Still, it was dark, smoky, and my kind of familiar. Only a couple of bar flies had landed to start their day-drinking. I ushered her through a fresh haze of cigarette smoke to an empty spot at the far end of the bar. She took a seat and I adjusted my barstool, sitting close but not too close. Scully caught the attention of the stout bartender.

“I’d like a vodka tonic and my friend here will have?”

“Whiskey.”

The man nodded and scuttled back to fix our drinks. I put my fedora on the bar and ran a hand through my hair.

“Can you tell me about this case you’re working on?” Scully asked as she placed her handbag in her lap. I thought about how much I wanted to divulge so I kept the names and places to a minimum.

“It involves a drug ring, fairly standard for the vice unit. However the fly in the ointment is that it also involves an investigation into my partner.”

“Wait, the one who was buried at Arlington?”

“The very same,” I answered as the bartender delivered two short glasses. I grasped the drink and raised it, she mimicked the motion. “Cheers,” I said before taking a long sip and swirling the ice cube around. Scully sampled her drink as well and I continued.

“The papers painted it that he was killed in the line of duty. Now, I was there that night. It was the same night I got a hot lead kiss on the shoulder and I think my partner was bumped off in a deal that went sour.”

“Your partner was a hophead?” she asked as she twisted the bottom of her glass on the bar napkin.

“I didn’t suspect he was a hophead,” I said after I downed the last of my whiskey, “but the medical examiner ordered blood work that confirmed he was sky high.”

“Did you see who shot at you?” she asked after a beat, tracing a fingertip along the edge of the highball.

“No, but we did get a match on the weapon. So all I need to do is take him in .”

“Let me guess, that’s who gave you the bruise.”

“Very perceptive Scully. It was one of his goons actually.” I said as I rubbed my left cheek and glanced reflexively over my shoulder. She held her glass close to her lips and thought for a moment before taking another sip to finish it off. Scully pressed her lips together and focused on her now empty glass. I caught the change in music from the jukebox; a heavy piano piece that fit the tone in our little corner of the bar. I flagged the bartender and ordered another round. She was hesitant at first on the refill but I guess she didn’t mind my company and decided to stick around. Time seemed to slow to a halt, dripped down like molasses on a winter day.

“Enough about me and the DCPD, I want to know your story.”

“My story, Mulder? I don’t think I’m as interesting as all that,” Scully said as she glanced at her hands, admiring the tidy red varnish on the nails.

“Try me,” I replied as our second round arrived and my attention was now only on her.

“Let’s see...you already know I’m a nurse,” she began with a gesture, “I’ve been one since before the war. Schooling was no cost and once the conflict started I opted to stay home in Maryland to fill the nursing shortage. My brothers had gone through the gauntlet at the naval academy and were sent to San Diego then the South Pacific respectively. It would have broken my mother’s heart if I joined up and got shipped off too” She paused and took a drink. “My sister and mother stayed in Annapolis but in ‘45 I headed to Washington to continue with medicine. There was more I wanted to learn and more ways I felt I could help.”

“And that’s how you ended up in Georgetown?”

She nodded and softly exhaled.

“After I buried my father, I buried myself in studies, work, and other hobbies. I figured if I kept myself busy enough I wouldn’t have time to think about the loss.” Her shoulders shrugged and she absentmindedly toyed with a strand of hair then swept it behind her ear.

“Any travel in that time?” I asked, hoping she had an answer. I was shit at small talk when I wasn’t using my badge.

“California after the war ended to see my brother Bill and his family for Christmas, then last year I took the train up to New England for a change of scenery.”

“Ah, I’m familiar with that area. My parents live on Martha’s Vineyard.”

“It’s really lovely. I was fortunate to visit in the fall.” A hint of a smile crossed her lips as she recalled the memory. A pleasant silence then fell between us. More small talk followed, less personal this go around. Filler subjects like the weather and sports weaved their way into conversation. I was pleased to learn she was a baseball fan and was hoping for a better season than last year.

The bar was getting more clientele and as much as I wanted to stay and extend my friendship with Mr Jack Daniels, I figured we should make it last call. I paid our tab and escorted Scully outside, placing a featherweight touch on her shoulder as I guided her through the open door. The air felt cool as the sun hid behind passing clouds, setting up for another storm. She thanked me for the drinks and though she was a captain’s daughter who could certainly hold her liquor, I offered to walk her home.

As we turned the corner and walked back up the block I still felt that we weren’t alone. I kept a close stride next to Scully as we neared her building. She ascended the steps and I joined her at the door. This time her hand found my cheek.

“I hope to see you again,” she said as she gently stroked my jawline, “But next time without any occupational damage.”

“Can’t make any promises, doll,” I said moving closer, feeling her fingers twitch, catching a flutter of her eyelashes as she exhaled. My gaze was soft, hypnotized by her features. She grazed the stubble on my skin then Scully raised her chin and placed a soft sweet kiss on my injured cheek.

“Take care of yourself, detective.”

Through the narrow pane of glass on the building’s door I watched her walk up the stairs, she looked back over her shoulder giving me a final flash of that flower nestled against her red hair. As I turned and walked down the steps I noticed a car parked across the street and a man with a sharp suit and glasses leaning against the side.

“Are you following me?” I called out once I was on the sidewalk, my hand on the butt of my weapon.

“This is your surveillance detail?” Skinner questioned.

“Chivalry isn’t dead yet, Captain.”

“Something’s come up. Get in,” Skinner said as he motioned to the car. I walked around the front of the cruiser and opened the passenger door joining him inside.

“I heard about your incident with Carlo Lodi today.”

“Word travels fast.”

“You’re damn right it does, Mulder. This city is more connected than ever. I had a conversation with our friend Alex Krycek when he returned the squad car you lent him. Seems that he was privy to information regarding a Vincenti heroin shipment tonight.”

“Ha! What did you have to trade for that info?” I asked. He tensed his jaw then said,

“Continued protection. It appears he’s been sitting on this since we first interrogated him.”

“Jesus Christ.”

“There will be a boat arriving at the Navy Yard tonight. Small crew. They are going to make a transfer to one of the warehouses, but it’s up to you to find how they’re moving the shipment from there.”

I took a moment to process the details of my assignment.

“Will I have back-up?”

“Via radio. Do not engage after you make the mark. Follow standard tailing procedure.”

“If you’re going to send me on a suicide mission, can you at least drop me off in Alexandria. I could use a shower and something to eat.” Skinner gave me a sideways glance and turned the key in the ignition, bringing life to the cruiser. He shifted into gear and we were on our way back across the Potomac.

#i wrote this #historical au #mulder pov #xf fanfic #my fic #noir fiction #wip

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jefpoo421 · 3 years

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Character in Review: The Once-ler

The Once-ler from The Lorax movie, especially the young man of a Once-ler which you see in the past scenarios, is really cute and adorable. He wants to earn money, so he departs from his family farm to find materials for his so-called Thneed invention that could do a million uses. After he finds a valley rich of trees, bears, birds, and fish, he can't help but exploit the trees for their tufts, to make his Thneed, despite helpless ranting from the Lorax who speaks for the trees. But after five or so years, all the trees have disappeared and the animals go away, too. So then, up to the end of his days, the Once-ler feels shame in what he has done to the environment and lives as an introverted recluse in his "Lerkim" on top of his abandoned store.

Read on to learn more about this breakout character when the movie first came out in 2012, and even made a fandom of its own.

(repost from a mini-blog)

SHELTER AND TALENT

The Once-ler lives with his family in a white house on a farm, before departing. When he moves to the valley, he sets up a yellow tent that supposedly looks like a tiny cottage. The tent has a green roof, with an outhouse to the right. It has been implied that the Once-ler also likes to eat marshmallows, because you can see him packing in two large bags of marshmallow into his wagon cart. He also knows how to knit, and also to cook and flip pancakes way up high while singing, “Pancake, the pancake,” then manages to pull off many dozens of those pancakes to share to the animals and the Lorax.

PERSONALITY

He is somewhat clumsy, dorky, sympathetic, an average 20-year-old farmer boy. And that voice? It's so cute and dorky. I have quite made impressions of Ed Helms's voice. I even tried to belt out the Once-ler's songs in this voice.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

He has a thin body, babyface, a round button nose, long eyelashes (like Nermal, the annoying kitten from Garfield), some light freckles and black swept-up hair. His attractive, swept to the left hairstyle is perfectly topped with a fedora. But, if you want to draw the Once-ler as faithful as the movie, it's really going to be inconsistent because you can't decide which size and position his nose should be. To get matters straight, his innocent blue eyes make him cute and handsome.

ATTIRE

His three outfits that you see all in the movie are creative; the work outfit, the sleepwear, and his entrepreneur outfit.

Work outfit

When you first see the Once-ler in his past, you see him clad in a fedora, gray vest over a white shirt, striped gray pants and shoes. The white shirt has long sleeves which are rolled up to the middle of his forearm. He also wears green work gloves which the inner and bottom are colored beige. Enough said. But, how do they have striped gray denim pants in the 1970-somethings, you want to know? We know that vest and long-sleeved shirt combos have existed in the retro past and beyond. But look at his pair shoes. They are pretty much plain and dusty. They could have been hand-me-downs from his not-seen father. Why the same work outfit every time he gets out of his cottage? Is it because his family cannot afford clothes so they give him a limited wardrobe? You think about that. Next, when you see the Once-ler unloading his wagon, it is implied that he wears heart-print boxer shorts underneath his pants. Talk about throwing underwear to an unfortunate bear's head!

Sleepwear

When the Once-ler goes to bed, he wears blue pajamas with yellow bunny patterns on them. We have seen that color design before; in the film Despicable Me, on Agnes's pajamas! Although, Agnes's has teddy bear heads instead of rabbits. Talk about an unoriginal sleepwear design! Maybe the creators were lazy and decided to throw in Agnes's sleepwear pattern to the Once-ler. Now, let me get this thing straight. Does this mean that Agnes is distantly related to the Once-ler? Did the Once-ler buy his pajamas from the same clothing shop as Agnes's? By the way, the Once-ler's pajamas has five white button with a collar that is also white so that you can take them off easily. The only complaint about Once-ler's pajamas is that the pattern is copied from Agnes's. Everything else about it is fine.

Greed-ler outfit

The Once-ler's green business outfit is introduced right in the beginning of the musical number, "How Bad Can I Be." It's so shockingly flashy. What's impressing is that he wears green gloves that go up to his shoulders. Creative for a character adapted from a 1971 rhymed picture book. The green striped coat over the white shirt with the large collar, has long coattails, along with a red Truffula tuft stuck on to his right lapel. There are two gold buttons that hold the coat together, and a gold chain under it. The black necktie with the green stripes means business. The coat is paired with a pair of black pants and shoes, along with a tall black top hat that has a green trim along it. The Once-ler continues to wear this flashy outfit after the last Truffula tree has been felled.

Guitar

He also carries along a gray electric guitar with him, which is smashed by some little girl after a failed attempt to advertise the Thneed. Later, the guitar is repaired with duct tape that disappears at the very beginning of the Once-ler’s villainous musical number which I mentioned before on the last paragraph that I wrote and composed (It was an animation blunder, mind you). That guitar was soon replaced by a better and cooler red electric guitar, which with a strum of it, can literally topple down a hundred trees.

MULE AND FAMILY

His gray mule, Melvin, pulls his wagon vehicle across many places, but also moves it slowly, taking days, until Melvin alerts the Once-ler to show him something that he would like. Melvin also likes to eat Truffula Fruit, as shown when the Lorax feeds him that fruit. When the Once-ler’s company falls apart and the environment is polluted and dirtied, Melvin goes along with the animals on their way out in order to find a better and safer habitat to live in.

His mother, Isabella Once-ler (That is what the Lorax fans call her), is blonde and has a red hairclip on top of her poufy curled up hair. She wears a lavender polka-dot long-sleeved shirt and a boa which looks like a red dog. I think the dog has been slaughtered to make the boa. Isabella also wears glasses which frames are colored blue, and are oval. A long skirt and gray boots complete the look. Now then, the Once-ler’s uncle, Ubb is as short as Aloysius O’Hare and wears all black even donning a bowler hat, while his aunt, Grizelda is very fat, has ginger hair shaped like two crescents, and wears a purple dress with a beret decorated with a white feather. The Once-ler’s twin brothers, Brett and Chet Once-ler, both wear red shirts and blue overalls that have one strap loose. They are also mischievous and tease the Once-ler himself. They think that a bear is a football and throw it way far. They are bald, just like their uncle. The Once-ler family, overall, like to be quick and lazy and does not like his way of just harvesting the Truffula tufts, because it is very inconvenient and also very slow.

#once-ler #once ler #onceler #the once-ler #lorax #the lorax #review #essay #analysis #recap

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brw · 3 years

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rating random outfits from the vision because i am very bored

outfit one - classic look

[image id: two cropped panels of the vision from marvel comics. they are both wearing the same outfit, of a green bodysuit that covers every part of their body aside from the front of their face. with it, they wear yellow gloves, yellow boots and a knee-length cape which has a large flared collar. their torso is covered by yellow fabric which wraps around them like a corset. it ends at the top of their thighs. in the first image, they are faced to the left, with one leg raised and their cape floating around their shoulders. in the second image, they have she-hulk, thor & monica rambeau as captain marvel grouped behind them. they are facing forwards and gesturing towards the viewer with their hand. end id/]

- cape goes woosh

- literally the only thing showing is their face everything else is covered

- the collar is very dramatic and gay which i appreciate

- kinda wearing a corset thing? which is cool

- idk what's up with the diamond thing between their tits :/

- colour combo is atrocious but that's a staple of their style it seems lmao

- very out there, very dramatic

- you could probably wear something similar to a pride parade tbh just change the colours and you're good to go

- i like the gloves they look like the yellow ones you use to wash dishes in the sink with the scrubber thingy

final score - 7/10 bonus points for nostalgia & cape, its a very nice very classic look but also very modest :/ show some skin pls ur wife is basically wearing a swimsuit with gloves show a little solidarity :/

outfit two - boob window

[image id: a cropped comic cover of the vision from marvel comics. they are reaching upwards with one arm extended in an attempt to escape several grey hands reaching up to their hip trying to drag them down. their costume is one piece broken into three sections. the bottom half is green and goes slightly above their hips creating a large v-shape. the middle half is yellow and v-shaped as well. the top part reaches to their shoulders and the bottom part is to the middle of their chest, and extends all the way to their fingers. the base of the v is also the bottom of a diamond cut out revealing some of their skin in the pectoral area. the top of the diamond leads to the third and final part of the costume which is the same shade of green as the bottom. This part is a large collar, a head covering that wraps around all around their head but leaves the face uncovered, as well as a cape that is shredded at the bottom. end id/]

- very similar outfit with inverted colours and instead of adding a diamond they cut one out :)

- another wooshy cape :)

- still has their face covered all around except for the front tho :( like idk wouldn't that annoy you? what if it gets too tight or you get hot?

- i have no idea how their cape works with the diamond cleavage window thingy like?? did they just use superglue? please explain

- gloves are gone 😔

- and no more boots 😔😔😔

- corset gone why did they remove all the sexy parts the tiddy does not compensate 😔😔😔😔😔

final score - 3/10 it's basically just an inverted version of the last one except they took the Cool Sexy Bits away which makes everything boring :/ bonus points for the boob window thing though, shows the beginning of their Bimboification :)

outfit three - detective

[image id: a cropped comic cover of the vision from marvel comics. they are standing with one leg resting on something that is not in view. they are partially shadowed, and wear an intense, thoughtful expression. there is a cigarette hanging out of the side of their mouth. they look similar to a 1940s film noir character. they are wearing a white shirt that appears to be a button up, though the thickness of their tie that reaches down to their trousers obstructs any buttons. their sleeves are rolled up to around their elbows. their tie is somewhat loosened around their neck, and is white with black stripes in varying thickness. they wear a pair of thick white suspenders that connect to their trousers, which seem to be grey or a dull brown. they have one of their hands in their trouser pocket. under the same arm is a gun, though this is hard to make out in the darkness. they are also wearing a broad-rimmed fedora, which casts half their face in shadow with only their pupilless bright yellow eyes showing through. end id/]

- this ABSOLUTELY fucks

- unirionically sexy

- noir detective look very nice very cash money

- the loosened tie really just puts the whole thing together

- their face is free! no more awkward green pieces of plastic or whatever!

- calls pretty people "dames" for sure

- rolled up sleeves make me feel like a repressed victorian girl who's just begun to experiment with the Devil's Doorbell™

- smoking is bad for ur health but jesus if it isn't a vibe

- hat worn by reddit "nice guys" :/

final score - 9/10 this really is one hell of a look, very 1920s it absolutely slaps the suspenders are everything tbh if they were in a movie they'd probably be played by harrison ford idk why. anyway this ABSOLUTELY fucks and is one of my faves and is criminally underrated 🤗

outfit four - suit

[image id: two cropped panels of the vision from marvel comics. in both panels, they are wearing the same simple two-piece black suit, with a white shirt underneath their jacket. there are no buttons or pockets on their jacket, and everything seems to be perfectly ironed. their tie is long and thin, and is tight around their neck. their shoes are nondescript and black. in the first panel, vision is to the side, and is floating in the air. in the second panel, vision is standing and is facing the viewer, with their face slightly shadowed and their fists clenched at their sides. end id/]

- simple, cute, chic

- the thinness of the tie is a big change from the last one

- classic suit style, the most casual of formal wear

- office worker kind of thing but like. a FANCY office

- nondescript; no personality in it whatsoever :/

- makes them look like a conservative 😔

final score - 4/10 it's kinda boring tbh they look cute but :/ lame. shows them trying too hard to conform to humanity's standards and it is Not A Vibe. there's no Sauce & also appears in something written by t*m k*ng so the association is immediately off

outfit five - ultimates aka No Clothes Titty Out

[image id: a comic cover of the vision from marvel comics. this one is from the ultimates/1610-verse. this vision is more female-presenting then their 616 counterpart. they are not wearing any clothes. their body is golden and reflective and metallic. their body is comprised of different plates of metal, which are symmetric. just before their elbow, there is a gap in each arm between the metal plates so you can see the wires running through their arms underneath. there is a red diamond shape, still made of metal, in the area where a belly button would be on a human being. they have breasts that do not have any nipples, but have a large circle plating where the nipple would normally be. much like their 616 version they are bald with a yellow diamond in their forehead. their expression is difficult to read but they appear to be smiling slightly. their arms are raised around their head, not touching their skull but close to it. they are strutting towards the viewer with one hip jutted to the side. metal wires surround them, with none of them fully touching them aside from a thick one seemingly connected to the back of their neck. end id/]

- pussy out

- no clothes this bitch doesn't need them (but they do need titties for some reason??? bro????)

- red diamond thing to cover up the bellybutton? girl what are you hiding

- Gold And Shiny a nice change from our regularly scheduled red skin

- emulating aunt/sister/mother/whatever the fuck jocasta which is nice, it's about time vision got someone other then Fashion Disaster Wonder Man to help them out. i guess nudity is better then combining green and yellow all together with red skin jjshsheheh

- sexualised :/

- genuinely kinda hot tho i think i have succumbed to the Robot Tiddies 😔

- no idea how the physics of their hip/ass jutting out is supposed to work it looks like they dislocated something

final score - 6/10 it's cool but also why did u sexualised the android like i. also they are a robot and not a synthezoid which :( why. but u know i appreciate the pussy out kinda thing and ultimates verse vision dated sam wilson so they have good taste. points knocked off for being from the ultimates verse which is Bad™ imo

outfit six - This Fucking Thing What Is This I Hate It So Much

[image id: a cropped panel of the vision from marvel comics. they are facing the viewer with an angry expression. their fists are tightly clenched and are raised slightly. around their wrists are thick yellow spiked bracelets. their arms are uncovered. their shoulders are covered by yellow spiked shoulderpads. they are wearing a green bodysuit with a bright yellow collar around their neck and a plunged neckline that goes all the way down their chest and torso until it is obstructed by yellow underwear, which is held up by a very thick yellow ring, which is also covered in spikes. their green bodysuit continues all the way down their legs until their boots, which are go up half-way around their calves and are folded over. they have a yellow diamond stuck in the middle of their chest. they are also wearing a green helmet that is green and corinthian (greek) in style. it is also spiked. the spikes at either side of the faceplate are small and yellow. the one at the top of the helmet is the same shade of green as the helmet itself. end id/]

- why

- it's. it's so ugly

- what's with the fucking spikes

- the boots are horrendous

- helmet looks they bought it at a museum for £15 and its made out of cheap shitty poorly made and badly painted plastic

- why did they glue a yellow diamond to their chest what is the fucking point

- porcupine energy

- the shoulder pads why the fucking shoulder pads disco isn't coming back just accept it

- spike belt underwear????? why??????????? looks like they made one of those chokers huge and called it a day

- it's just. it's just so ugly. why would you think this was a good idea who is responsible

final score - 0/10 i do not want to see it

#brieuc.txt #the vision #clothing rating #comics #if i did the image id wrong please tell me i have never done them before hbsjshsjja #vision #ch: far superior to flesh and blood #long post

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symphonic-scream · 4 years

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The jocks have pseudo “Civillian disguises” where they’re still their hero selves, except they’ve detransformed and are wearing outfits to still hide their identity from each other while doing civilian things they can’t do as heroes because of paparazzi. So they’re dressing like how their hero personalities would.

They do this when they wanna do things that require them to go into places like movies or go karting and shit

Alix gets a plain black hat to hide her hair along with a black/green hoodie, hood up. Sunglasses, either aviators or those cat eye ones. Big baggy black pants with lots of straps and clips, green bits on it, very street art esc, green/black high tops, black gloves

Kim gets a big red windbreaker, black turtleneck underneath, red beanie to hide the blond tips of his hair. He wears aviators for sure, black jeans, black runners, gloves

Kagami wears a big orange scarf, big circular reflective sunglasses. White long sleeve shirt, orange crop hoodie, black gloves. Dark jeans, black high top sneakers

Max has some prescription sunglasses, very sleak, and he wears some kind of hat to hide his hair but I don't know what at this point, but there's something. Bulky green coat, dark green pants, black boots of some clunky kind

Chloe has that yellow shirt/black vest combo, big sunglasses, swirls her hair and has little clip in black highlights, high black boots, black jeans, stripey belt

Nathaniel gets himself a little white fedora which they tease him about because, seriously, a fedora? Sunglasses, blue collared shirt, white t shirt under it shirt and a little white scarf, blue jeans, white sneakers

Juleka and Luka go all matching again. Both get long jackets, Juleka's teal, Luka's red. Juleka hides her hair in the hood, Luka gets a big pirate hat. Dark jeans, both go for black sneakers with teal/red laces. Both have mig mirrored sunglasses

Marinette has a big grey hoodie, grey sweats, pink/white sneakers. Pink shaded glasses too, not much to this one really

Adrien has a big orange/brown jacket, white hoodie under it. Sunglasses, orange/brown sweatpants, white clunky sneakers and gloves. Messes up his hair a bit, uses temporary dye to darken his roots. He gets a little tag to put on the miraculous like Wishbone's dog tag

These are just quick designs, but it's all I got for now really. Hope you liked them, and if this is not what you're looking for just let me know

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Kiss 11, IzuOcha

Oh god! I haven’t written BNHA in like...months! Tho tbh, its a nice change of pace! Enjoy! :D

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Under Wraps [IzuOcha]

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Prompt: Kiss 11: Public Kiss - IzuOha

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Context: Ochako is at a press conference, talking about her latest deed - rescuing workers that were trapped in a burning enterprise caused by an ex-employee. While answering questions pertaining to the incident, reporters keep noticing that she liked to pick a certain reporter among the bunch.

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“-but seeing as we haven’t seen this new skill from you in your previous rescue, does that mean you’ve recently developed it?” A man around her age asked her, his pencil touching his notepad as he looked at her with anticipating emerald eyes.

Ochako managed to make her smile grow wider as she repeated the question to herself, all the reporters in the room noticing how her eyes softened. All cameras that were there quickly captured the moments, a few reports jotting this detail in their books.

It wasn’t the first time this occurred with the Zero Gravity Heroine.

It started four years ago, two years after her Hero debut. Ever since the rookie reporter -Deku- came into the scene, Uravity started to answer more questions, made her press conferences longer and convinced her agency to do more Q&A sections in her conferences that didn’t relate to the recent incident.

Everyone knew that Deku was the reason behind Uravity’s change, but they didn’t know how exactly. After all, what can a Quirkless reporter like him do to change one of Japan’s Top 20 Heroes?

Not only was he Quirkless, he had a horrible sense of fashion. Round glasses, a blazer and hat combo. And no, it wasn’t a fedora or a regular solid colored shirt. It was always, always, some type of hero merch.

Today’s outfit included Creati merch under his brown blazer. Yes, that simple red t-shirt was Creati merch, a matryoshka doll peeping from the breast pocket.

“Yes! Yes I did! I’m so glad that you caught it!” Ochako said with glee, placing her fingers together, making sure her pinkies didn’t touch. Despite having one of her pinkies covered by a single bandaid, it was still a habit Ochako did as a precaution. Old habits die hard after all. “I found out I was able to stabilize the amount of gravity pulling on a person a few months ago and only until this recent rescue was I able to show everyone the efforts placed into developing this skill.”

Ochako watched as the reporter wrote furiously into his notepad, not once looking down. She couldn’t help but notice the breton hat on his head, his hair peeking from under it.

If she remembered correctly, that was the hat he got from when he went to interview the Wild Pussycats. An anniversary report relating to the Waterhose Heroes. A very emotional read now that she remembered.

“And do you plan to keep working on your Quirk?”

“I do! After all, it’s how I perfected this skill.” Ochako looked down at her hands, clenching and unclenching them. She looked at the scars that ran across them, each one a story to them. She looked back up. “Who knows what other skills I have yet to uncover! The only way I can discover them is if I keep working on perfecting my Quirk to save everyone in my reach.” Ochako said with a soft smile, watching as the freckled reporter watched her with starry eyes through his round framed glasses from Creati’s new fashion line.

Red definitely complimented him.

“Seeing as we are running out of time,” the conference planner said, hearing complaints from the myriad of reporters in the auditorium. “We’ll allow one final question pertaining-”

“Is it true you have yet to find a partner, Uravity?” One idiot reporter yelled from the back, all the senior ones groaning in annoyance.

Who’s clown was this? Who forgot to teach this idiot that asking that type of question made a conference end earlier than intended? That it got rid of all opportunity on elongating the already short conference? And why did he think about that question now? Uravity’s Q&A was in two days. Two. Days! Why couldn’t he wait until then to ask that question?

As the conference planner tried to wrap things up, Ochako sighed, grabbing the microphone from her manager, mouthing an apology.

“Can the reporter who said that please come to the front?”

Everyone looked around as they wondered what idiot had asked Uravity the question of the status of her love life.

Everyone groaned as they watched Reo walk up to the stage, the man sporting a grin as he walked up.

Reo - Cupid’s Nightmare. Notorious for digging into every hero’s love life, as if his life depended on it. (It didn’t.) He would do anything to try and grab a scoop, especially when it came to single heroines, but everyone also knew that he had a thing for the anti-gravity hero.

He even admitted it during a panel when he was a guest at Tokyo’s Hero Con last year.

“My ideal girl? Probably Uravity.”

Ochako frowned as Reo stood in front of her, fully knowing where this was going. “Can you repeat your question?”

“I asked if there’s anyone you’re seeing, Uravity.” Reo stated, taking out his phone to record their conversation. “After all, you’re the only heroine in your age group that has yet to find a partner. Being 24 years old, everyone would expect you to be a relationship or at least been through one.” Reo let out a smirk. “Any guy would die to have you, seeing as you haven’t changed a bit since your highschool years.” Reo let out a chuckle before stretching out his phone to Ochako. “So tell us, are you seeing anyone?”

Ochako sighed, wanting to badly roll her eyes, but she knew that it wasn’t worth it.

She had heard of Reo through her friends, Momo and the rest of the girls had warned her about him. How they talked about him finding their old apartment addresses, how he would stalk them, how they had to get restraining orders for him and how he would pester them until they would give him an answer to satisfy his question and make them feel uncomfortable and at times unsafe.

She wasn’t going to let him get his way. Not against her.

“First and foremost, I find it very rude and uncomfortable that my body should be the sole reason as to why someone should ever date me.” Ochako started, her lips a thin line. She hated that Reo still had a grin on his face, as if saying he had finally cornered her. Oh how wrong he was. “But setting that aside, my answer to your question is yes,” oh how she loved the way Reo’s grin fell. How his face paled. “I am seeing someone.”

Gasps filled the room, reporters shouting about who the lucky person was as camera shutters attempted to drown them down. No one watched as a breton hat made its way to the side of the stage.

“As a matter a fact, the two of us are getting married.” Ochako said with a smile, internally grinning as Reo dropped his phone, his eyes wide. “In the timespan of five months, may I add.”

The room soon filled with applause and shouts that congratulated her.

“You’re lying!” Reo shouted, Ochako still smiling. She had already done her part, so she let him go on. “You’re lying! I would’ve known if you were dating some!” Reo blabbered on, not registering as cameras rolled, filming his every word. “You’re just saying this to-”

“Why would she lie about something she greatly respects?”

More clicks and shutters filled the room as everyone stared with wide eyes as they saw Deku on stage, his hand on Uravity’s waist, snuggly pressed against him. “Seeing as you’re her biggest fan, you would think that you would know that Uravity holds marriage with the utmost respect. Or am I wrong, Reo?” Deku asked, a smirk on his face.

“Deku. How-”

“How did I get up here?” Deku tilted his head towards the side stage. “The perks of being her fiance I guess.” The room once again ruptured into shouts.

“Stop lying. The two of you.” Reo gritted through his teeth. He looked at Uravity with round eyes. “Please tell us that you were lying, Uravity. That you were simply saying it so that-”

“-so that people like you would get off her back.” Deku cut off, frowning. “Look man, do you know how frustrating it is to hold myself back every time someone kept hitting on her? How hard it was to pretend like I was just another face in the crowd? That I couldn’t punch you for saying countless disturbing things to my girlfriend?”

“Girlfriend?” Reo asked, looking at the smirk on Uravity’s face. “You’ve never-”

“Interacted with her? Um, sorry to disappoint, but I have?” Deku pretended to count his fingers. “Have been for the past five years. We’ve been dating for the past four though.”

“How can that be?”

“Result of being an ace reporter I guess.” Deku provided, telling the truth. He also had his quirklessness to thank.

When was security going to learn to place barriers that kept everyone out and just not those with Quirks? Thanks to the flaw in the system, Deku was able to slip through Quirk detection barriers and since he didn’t have one, he was able to slip every single time.

“Ace reporter my ass. You’re just another Quirkless idiot who can’t do a single thing besides run after heroes, seeing as that the next best thing besides having a Quirk.” Reo crossed his arms, smirking when Deku frowned. “What makes you think that you’re capable of protecting Uravity. Of deserving her love?”

“First off, it’s called connections buddy.” Izuku smiled, snapping his fingers. Soon, security was escorting Reo out the room, Reo shouting insults at Deku. “Second, if she chose me, that’s all I need to know that I am worthy of her love.”

“You’ll regret taking Uravity from me, you Quirkless Deku! You'll pay for this!”

“See you in court!” Deku yelled back. “I also suggest you invest in a lawyer! I’ve never seen so many lawsuits against a tabloid reporter like yourself!”

As Deku watched the room quiet down, Ochako decided to speak up.

“Now that that is over, we would be happy to answer any-”

“KISS!” Someone from the back shouted, the other reports laughing at the request. Ochako couldn’t help but also laugh, only to stop when she felt hands cup her face.

“Izuku?” Ochako stared with wide eyes as she felt his lips pressed against hers, the clicks of cameras going mute as she melted into the gesture, pulling Izuku deeper into their kiss as she closed her eyes.

How long she had waited to do this with him. To announce her happiness to the world.

How she found love with the reporter who viewed her as Ochako and not only Uravity.

The reporter who managed to sweep her off her feet by simply asking her questions about her Quirk and work along with other mundane questions about her day.

The man who talked endlessly about his job and how he enjoyed learning about Quirks despite not having one himself.

The reporter who managed to keep Reo away from her and her friends thanks to his connections and collections of blackmail.

The man named Izuku MIdoriya, who proposed to her after having received her ranking of number 11, just like the hero she had idolized as a child and who heavily inspired her career.

As the two parted from each other, Ochako stared at Izuku, watching as he stared at her with dreamy eyes before a blush formed onto his face.

“I just remembered we are on a live stream.”

#bnha #izuocha #prompting anju #anju writes

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othelle · 5 years

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Mike Murdock’s Outfits: A Definitive Guide

Ladies and gentleman, the time has come. Someone had to do it, and I’ll be darned if it wasn’t going to be me. Behold, as I present all of Mike Murdock’s classic 60s civvies, complete with ratings and commentary! This post is quite picture heavy so I’ve put everything under a cut.

The Family Pussycat (Issue #25)

This look is a true classic, and we can see a number of elements from this outfit later carried across to other Mike looks. The iconic Mike Hat™ is the most obvious example, but here we can also see the introduction of Mike’s yellow vest and his skinny bowtie, as well as his general penchant for tartan. Unfortunately we never see these horrible Mountain Dew bottle shades again, but they set an amazing precedent for all of Mike’s bold choices in eyewear. This outfit brilliantly distinguishes Mike from Matt, demonstrating Mike’s loud and obnoxious personality through garmenture alone. 9.5/10.

Showbiz (Issue #26)

The Hat™ makes a triumphant return, paired of course with the classic yellow vest and skinny bow tie. This outfit gets bonus points as it always reminds me of @daresplaining, but even on its own merit it’s a certified Look. The combination of a hot pink tartan sports coat with a bright yellow vest and bright blue pants is a bold choice, and I respect Mike for the audacity. Out of all of Mike’s outfits I feel that this is his most iconic, as well as the least likely to be worn by a real human being. 12/10.

A Day In Court (Issue #26)

This outfit appears to be the same as Showbiz, except Mike has now switched the hot pink sports coat for a jacket that actually matches his pants. Anyone who follows me knows that I’m a big fan of primary colours, and the combination of red, yellow, and blue here is tasty. The addition of what I am assuming is a pocket square is a nice touch, and the red polka dots add a splash of fun to an already solid outfit. The massive shades are very Mike, though combined with the suit and skinny bow tie they do make him look like a time travelling oil baron. 6/10.

Green Grinner (Issue #28)

Can we please bring back turtlenecks? Are they already back and I’m just out of the loop? Either way, I am a big fan of Mike’s look here. The outfit is zany, but remains within the realm of what an actual human being might wear. Mike has ditched the vest and skinny tie, replacing them instead with a bold but fashionable white turtleneck and green tartan jacket. The turtleneck and blazer combo is a classic look, providing a distinct 60s vibe without feeling outdated. The Hat™ remains a staple of Mike’s wardrobe, but manages to avoid looking too tacky in this instance. I would wear this outfit. 10/10.

Blind Man��s Bluff (Issue #31)

I’m a simple woman; I see primary colours -- I click like. The blue suit here appears to be the same one featured in A Day In Court, but instead of the yellow waistcoat it has now been paired with a tasteful red turtleneck. The crumpled white pocket square does a great job of balancing this look, and I love how artfully crushed it is. I can clearly imagine Matt perfecting each fold to give the impression of carelessness, artfully crafting Mike’s wardrobe to give the appearance of studied nonchalance. This outfit also reveals that Mike owns not one but two fedoras, the brilliant canary yellow breaking up the pattern of red and blue created by Mike’s hair, shades, and suit. As a whole this outfit makes Mike look like a crime boss, but that’s pretty on brand. 8/10.

Bushed (Issue #33)

To the undiscerning eye this outfit may look similar to The Family Pussycat, but on further inspection there are a number of key differences. While we still see the combination of a brown tartan jacket with something yellow, the yellow here is a shirt as opposed to a vest, and the tartan pattern on the jacket is less dense. I would love to know where Mike was able to find such an oddly shaped pair of shades, as these ones appear to be melting off of his face. I would happily buy a used car from this man. 7/10.

Hurry, Honey! (Issue #33)

I respect that Mike is matching Karen here (I love her outfit), but I cannot in good conscience support his choice of sweater. Mike looks like he’s about to go bowling at the retirement home, and I cannot even begin to comprehend what this would look like if he were to wear the blue jacket on his arm on top of all of this. Karen please get better taste in men. 2/10.

Shrinking Violet (Issue #34)

Now this... This is a Look. Looking at this outfit is like looking directly into the sun, but I can’t think of anything better to have my retinas burned out for. The comically large shades? The circus tent sport jacket? The balloons? Poetic cinema. I love this idiot clown man. 20/10.

#Daredevil #Matt Murdock #Mike Murdock #comics #1960s #fashion

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beckybloomwood-archived · 5 years

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I was digging into my old fic folder and the amount of unfinished stuff i have there is embarassing. anyway, i found this really old (2013-ish?) beginning of a tmp fic in which mindy and danny take gwen’s daughter (remember them?) trick or treating, and i thought it was kinda cute. also, i miss the show. enjoy accordingly to the quality of my writing which is, whatever.

The thing is, she's not used to kids. Granted, she's great at bringing them into the world safe and sound, but once all the blood and goo is off them and they rest in their parents' arms, her work is pretty much done. So, when Gwen hijacks her Halloween plans by getting chicken pox (who even gets chicken pox in their thirties? she wonders) and leaves her to babysit Riley the whole weekend, she doesn't feel up to the task. It's the first time she has to take care of her goddaughter without Gwen's supervision for more than a couple of hours and she's dreading every minute of it.

"Riley, are you sure you don't need help getting dressed?" Mindy asks from the hallway outside her bedroom.

"No! It's a surprise!"

"Fine. I'll wait here" Mindy gives up.

She heads to the bathroom and stares at the reflection in the mirror, smoothing her blonde wig and re-adjusting the tiny pink hat on her head.

"Eat your hear out, Reese Whiterspoon." She tells her reflection. She's just starting to retouch her lipstick when the doorbell rings.

"Door's open!" she shouts.

When she turns around a few seconds later, Danny's already there, leaning on the bathroom doorframe with a funny look on his face.

"Hi" he says, checking out her outfit.

"You're not wearing a costume" she remarks, turning around to point at his leather jacket, white button down and kakhis combo.

"You know i don't do costumes."

"Lame-o. How do I look?" she changes the subject.

"Like you came out of a cotton candy factory explosion."

"Yeah, you wish you could have a bite of this." She drags her hands along her sides to emphasize her point.

Danny rolls his eyes, knowing full well that's territory he best not get into.

"Where's the kid?"

"Bedroom." Mindy answers, walking past him on her way towards the place in question. "Come on Riley, it's time to come out! you don't want it to be too dark when we go out, don't you?"

The little girl comes out a few seconds later. She's holding a football and her blonde hair is covered by a black wig.

Mindy furrows her brows, unable to discern what the costume might be. "Why are you dressed like a Little Rascal at an NFL game?"

"I'm Lucy!" Riley grunts, clutching her football close to her chest.

"Who?"

"From It's the great pumpkin, Charlie Brown!" The kid explains.

"Oh, right. That weird cartoon from the 40s you always talk about."

"You've never seen it?" Danny interjects, a smug smile on his face.

Mindy shrugs. "Why are you laughing?"

"It's the first time I beat you on a pop culture reference. Feels good."

"Ok, old man. Cool it. It's not like you won jeopardy or anything."

"So ... Should we go?" Danny suggests, heading towards the apartment entrance.

"No, wait! I have an idea!" Mindy rushes to her room, heels clinking on the hardwood floor. A few seconds later, she comes back with a brown fedora and she places it on top of Danny's head.

"And now you're Indiana Jones" She smiles proudly at her own brilliance.

"What-where did you even get that hat?"

"It's from back when i was dating Jamie. It's kind of a funny story actually."

"Oh, boy."

"Relax, you perv, it's PG rated." Mindy replies, leading the group out and closing the door behind them.

"Are you kidding me?" Danny inspects Riley's pumpkin shaped bucket's content as they head down a residential street filled with brownstones. Lollipops. Mars Bars. Gummy bears. Twinkies. Sour straws. Snickers.

"You know what my neighbors gave me when I was a kid? licorice," he starts listing off. "Candied fruit, apples, candy corn. That was the stuff. This is ... processed junk." he finishes, tossing a milky way back into the bucket.

"More like, delicious processed junk" Mindy replies, mouthful of chocolate.

"I'd never let my kid eat this stuff."

"Good thing you don't want any, then. Poor souls."

#the mindy project #fic #mine #... re reading this has made me realize HOW MUCH i miss them #ugh

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dumbassscout · 5 years

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look im not emo but

i saw a 30 day challenge thing (by nicheurie on ig) and im gonna answer it all at once and check back in like. a year.

1. favorite TOP song? i rarely ever listen to them anymore (due to an ex) but I like holding on to you

2. favorite panic song? camisado, shit gets me every time

3. favorite fob song? from now on we are enemies, will always be my favorite

4. favorite mcr song? dont have one

5.tyler or josh? uhhhhh, ill go with josh

6. seen any of them live? yes fob last summer

7. old or new panic? old, i only like probably 5 post split songs

8. mania or pftw? mania duh

9. did you ever see mcr live? no i wasn’t emo back then

10. how much merch do u own? a few shirts, and a bunch of cds, and the futct deluxe vinyl

11. fav album cover? folie a deux

12. have you met any of them? no

13. wttbp or ino? im not ok

14. fav panic album? afycso, best lyrics by far

15. favorite top album? dont have one

16. fav fob album? god i can’t choose, each one is rlly important to me

17. fav mcr album? dont have one

18. dance dance or swgd? hmm hard choice but sugar

19. fedora or beanie? ill go with IOH era trucker hat

20. least fav album? pray for the wicked

21. would u rather meet brendon or gerard? gerard

22. mcr or fob? fob

23. would u rather see panic or top live? panic

24. high hopes or stressed out? high hopes since i learned a dance combo to it for dance camp last summer

25. beebo or ned? im confused

26. favorite top era? uhhh rab maybe?

27. revive mcr or meet top? revive mcr duh

28. vices era or fever era? fever era most definitely

29. best album? from under the cork tree

30. best song? either from now on we are enemies, or snitches and talkers

#panic! atd #panic at the disco #p!atd #fall out boy #fob #twenty one pilots #mcr #my chemical romance

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themurphyzone · 7 years

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Double Date

A PnF/MML crossover. Oneshot. Read this on a full stomach. I’m kind of craving seafood now....

Perry was starting to wish he’d gone with a simple Chinese buffet per Heinz’s original suggestion. But nope.

He’d wanted a special dinner at an expensive seafood restaurant as a “congratulations, you aren’t evil anymore and we can finally have a night out without OWCA calling it a fraternization”. And he’d heard this place had excellent calamari. He couldn’t help it.

Some platypi just required a more sophisticated palette.

He’d saved up his salary for months (completely denying that he’d planned almost as extensively as Heinz once did for his schemes), scoured the Flynn-Fletcher and Doofenshmirtz couches for pocket change, and put in a reservation three weeks ago.

In short, they’d both been looking forward to this night.

Then they found out that the restaurant lost their reservation.

“What do you mean you can’t find it? Perry the Platypus booked it way ahead of time!” Heinz complained. “And believe me, I’ve seen him eat more than his weight in crab cakes before. Is it because he’s a platypus? Because I can tell you that he acts more like a tiny human. If humans had cute little webbed feet or tails, that is.”

Perry tugged on Heinz’s pant leg as he argued with the staff, silently pleading with him to not cause a scene. It was fine. They’d both live. Besides, it’s not like this was the only restaurant in the city. But his stomach was craving calamari, and he couldn’t help but chatter sadly.

Heinz glanced down, ruffling Perry’s fedora. “Come on, don’t give me that pouty beak look. That one. You know I can’t stand it.” Perry stifled a smile with his hand.

“Party of four, Murphy!” a waitress called. “Your table is ready!”

A family of four stood up from the waiting area, a chair collapsing as soon as the youngest pulled on his backpack. Perry wondered why anyone would need a heavy looking backpack inside a restaurant. Maybe he had a late day at school. “Whoops, sorry about that,” the father said. “There’s not gonna be an extra charge, right?”

“No, these chairs are easily replaceable. Don’t worry about it,” a staff member said. He turned his attention to Heinz and Perry. “Excuse me, sirs. It seems there was a glitch in the system for some reason. Now that it’s gone, a reservation for Perry popped up.”

“Yes, that’s us!” Heinz exclaimed, grinning at Perry. “And you were so worried there!”

Perry smiled up at him. So was he.

“I deeply apologize for the inconvenience. Nadia will show you to your seats,” he turned them over to a rather short woman. As she led them to their seats, Perry saw movement out the corner of his eye. There was a white tablecloth moving from underneath the long table. The restaurant patrons continued to talk, completely oblivious to it.

It continued to edge towards the back of the restaurant, where the Murphy family was seated. Perry spotted four stubby legs and a tail poking out from underneath. Well, a quadruped making its way across a restaurant would never top Perry’s list of strangest things he’d ever seen.

Their table was set up between two chairs and a long couch that extended against the wall. Perry and Heinz made themselves comfy on the couch, though Perry’s bill hovered slightly over the table. Nadia promised their server would be out soon and left to take care of other customers, leaving behind two menus.

“When the server comes out, I’ll ask for a booster seat,” Heinz said, twirling a coaster in his hand. “I don’t think anyone could possibly eat comfortably if they were in your position right now. But man am I glad that situation cleared up so quickly. I swear I was about to have an evil relapse back there. Can you get evil relapses? I mean, not you obviously. Unless someone hit you with something that made you evil. But otherwise, you don’t have the capabilities to be evil. Mean, maybe. Reserved, definitely. But not evil.”

Perry pointed to the calamari under the appetizer section. “Any chance you picked this restaurant because you wanted calamari?” Heinz smirked. Perry rolled his eyes and made a so-so gesture. “I knew it. And you won’t steal the entire dish? This is just the appetizer after all.” He raised an eyebrow. “That’s a maybe, isn’t it? You’re a good guy, Perry the Platypus. I thought you practically lived under sharing is caring!”

In Perry’s opinion, sharing is caring did not apply to food.

“Hello, my name is Henry and I’ll be your server this evening,” a young man said. “How may I get you gentlemen started?”

“Never pegged you for a gentlepus,” Heinz leaned down to whisper. Perry shoved his face away playfully. Heinz actually being a gentleman. That’d be the day. “Can we get two iced teas, both with lemon, a booster seat, and the calamari appetizer please?”

Henry jotted the order down on a notepad. “Two iced teas with lemons, a booster seat, and calamari. All right, I’ll have those ready for you. Please take all the time you need to find an entree.”

He brought out the booster seat in less than three minutes. Perry took out a cushion stored in his fedora and laid it on the seat, smoothing it out before plopping down. “My fedora didn’t come with secret compartments,” Heinz pouted. “I’m half-expecting you to pull medieval weaponry at some point. Wait. Medieval. Evil. Medieval. Course now that I’ve actually given up evil that I actually find a rhyme for it. Do you think OWCA would mind if I finished composing the rest of the jingle?”

Perry shrugged, his attention being on a pair of strange looking men. The one with a mustache to rival Major Monogram’s grumbled the entire way. He was dressed in an incredibly formal green outfit about two centuries too early. He stopped and stared toward the back of the restaurant, his fists clenching.The shorter one seemed to notice and pulled him into the couch a space away from Heinz and Perry.

“If that guy and Monobrow entered a mustache competition, who do you think would win?” Heinz asked. Perry raised a finger above his eyes. “Yeah, the unibrow would probably add a few bonus points.”

There was a loud crash from the back, and all chatter ceased as everyone watched a girl about Candace’s age standing protectively in front of her brother, blocking him from the remains of a light fixture. She turned and murmured a few quick words, the boy laughing and shrugging it off. The parents made sure they were all right before taking their seats and continuing on as if nothing had ever happened.

Perry was just glad the kid was all right.

“You get the impression that’s normal for them?” Heinz wondered. Before they could speculate more on the matter, Henry brought the calamari.

“Are you ready to order?” Henry asked with a smile.

Perry tapped the shrimp and crab combo on the menu with a chatter. “Sorry, he doesn’t talk. He’s a platypus,” Heinz said. Perry made a few more gestures, which Heinz interpreted for Henry. “He wants a side of green beans and mashed potatoes. And I’d like the rainbow trout with corn and rice.”

Henry nodded and gathered their menus. “Not an issue. We’re used to animals with fedoras eating here anyway, but most of the time it can be a challenge to actually interpret what they want. No matter. In the meantime, enjoy your calamari!”

Perry immediately claimed the marinara sauce, which earned him a scowl from Heinz. “I won’t double dip this time, I promise!”

“Hey, does that calamari taste as good as it looks?” the man next to them called. “Oh, sorry. Name’s Vinnie Dakota, by the way. There I go shooting my mouth off again.”

“Nah, I feel you,” Heinz grinned. “And yes, the calamari is pretty good. It would taste better if a certain somebody would quit hogging the sauce.”

He glared at Perry, who shrugged innocently and scooted the small bowl of marinara away from his companion. Vinnie laughed. “So you’re a platypus. This is really cool actually. All the other ones I’ve seen around here don’t do much.”

Heinz bit into a piece of calamari. Perry winced at his decision to do introductions with a full mouth. “This is Perry the Platypus by the way. He’s my best friend. And I’m Heinz Doofenshmirtz.”

The other man scoffed and looked away, leaning on the table with an elbow.

Vinnie shot his companion a reproachful look. “Don’t be rude. We just met them. I’m really sorry about him. That sourpuss there is Balthy-”

“Balthazar Cavendish,” he grumbled. “Pleasure.”

“You’ll have to excuse him. Stressful job,” Vinnie said. “We’re in the same field.”

“So where do you work then?” Heinz asked.

“Pistachio plant.”

“Food truck company.”

Balthazar and Vinnie glanced at each frantically, before correcting themselves. “We drive food trucks from pistachio plants. You know, high demand and all. You’d be surprised how many people like pistachios,” Vinnie said.

Perry could tell they were lying, but he wasn’t sure why. But he could understand it, since he and Heinz couldn’t exactly tell random people they were secret agents who fought evil scientists on a daily basis.

“We’re agents who-” Perry threw a piece of calamari at Heinz’s face to shut him up, quickly motioning for him to make up a lie. “Um, I mean, we’re agents for a modeling business.” To Perry, he whispered, “See? I didn’t give anything away! And I’m getting payback for that piece you threw at me, just you wait.”

Perry buried his head in his arms. A modeling business was really the best he could come up with. A modeling business.

“Hey, you wanna sit over here?” Heinz asked. “There’s plenty of room. It would be easier to hold a conversation if we didn’t have to speak over a platypus in a booster seat. You don’t mind, Perry the Platypus?”

Perry shook his head. It would be good for Heinz to hold a conversation with another adult without the glowers, sarcasm, or promises of revenge.

Vinnie sat across from Heinz, and Perry tipped his hat to him. “If I had a hat, I’d tip it right back to you. Fedoras really aren’t my style. I’m thinking a top hat so I could match Balthy, but that would likely be a terrible combo with a track suit,” he said, wrapping an arm around Balthazar’s shoulders when he finally joined them.

He tuned out of the conversation as Vinnie and Heinz rapidly switched from discussing hats, food, and music. As they compared the Lumberzacks to the Phineas and the Ferbtones, Perry watched Balthazar sneak glances to the family in the back, clearly waiting for something to happen.

Perry wondered why he was interested in them. Apart from the occasional accidents that occurred around the boy, they seemed like a normal family. When Balthazar excused himself to the restroom, telling Vinnie to order for him, Perry noticed a small cell phone-like device sticking out of his back pocket.

But cell phones usually didn’t have a miniature satellite on an antenna.

He shook it off. Maybe Balthazar was an inventor. Perry couldn’t help but be a little suspicious.

“Perry the Platypus, hey, Perry the Platypus,” Heinz singsonged, poking him in the side with an index finger. Perry let out a throaty growl at being jabbed, snapping at the offending finger, only for his bill to close on empty air. Heinz clutched his finger protectively. “I only wanted to know your favorite Love Handel song.”

Vinnie laughed. “Balthy acts the same way sometimes, only a little more uptight. And he says biting people is uncouth, but he probably only means that literally. At least yours doesn’t threaten to strangle random things with teabag strings.”

Henry came around again, bringing out Heinz and Perry’s orders on a large serving dish. As Vinnie ordered two salmon dishes, Perry pushed an entire shrimp into his mouth, spitting out the now-meatless tail back onto his plate.

Heinz wrinkled his nose in disgust. “Table manners always go out the window when there’s shrimp involved. Ugh.” Perry smirked at him. “If you make me lose my appetite while we’re here, that’s an extra dish you’re paying for.”

“You haven’t seen me around Mexican food,” Vinnie chuckled. “There’s a reason Balthy always vetoes burritos when I bring it up.”

Heinz voiced the question Perry had also been thinking. “So why do you work with him if he’s so disagreeable? Reminds me of this guy we work with. If he was British. And wore outdated clothes.”

Before Vinnie could reply, Balthazar came back from the restroom. “Did you order already?” he asked.

“I played it safe and ordered salmon for both of us,” Vinnie replied.

“Good,” Balthazar said, not noticing the others sneak glances as they tried to find another topic. Finally, Perry offered them the rest of the calamari. There were only a few pieces left, but it would be enough to hold them over until their food arrived. Vinnie accepted, thanking Perry with a full mouth. Balthazar grimaced at Vinnie spraying crumbs all over the table, using a cloth to wipe it off. “I suppose he isn’t letting go of that marinara sauce.”

In response, Perry moved his mashed potatoes over and dumped the rest of the marinara sauce on his plate, sliding the tiny bowl over with a flick of his wrist. “Okay, even I’ll admit that was kind of rude,” Heinz said.

“It’s okay, there’s still a little left in here,” Vinnie said, dipping a half-eaten piece in the bowl. Then he offered it to Balthazar, who gingerly set it on the table.

“You double-dipped,” Balthazar said. “Forget it.”

“I didn’t double-dip,” Vinnie held up his hands defensively. “I only dipped it once. Double dipping is when you dip twice. Therefore, I did not double-dip.”

Perry and Heinz ignored their argument, eating peacefully until there the couch vibrated slightly as something repeatedly bumped it.. “Perry the Platypus, stop it,” Heinz warned.

Perry set his fork down and shrugged, holding out his arms in confusion. There were several more soft thuds.

“Well something’s bumping my leg, and don’t think I haven’t seen you practicing that weird telekinetic thing with your fingers,” Heinz retorted.

Perry rubbed his bill with one hand in exasperation, then pointed down. It wasn’t his fault he accidentally discovered that pretending to use the Force actually tricked Norm. Heinz reached underneath the table and brought out a lumpy tablecloth. Perry grabbed the edge and yanked, revealing a tan dog with brown spots.

“Do you know this dog, Perry the Platypus?” Heinz asked. Perry shook his head. “He doesn’t look like one of our little friends. No, don’t eat our food! This stuff isn’t cheap, you know!” He moved the plates to the center of the table to prevent the canine from scarfing down the food, then set him on the seat. Perry sternly gave him a stay command. The dog huffed but flopped down obediently.

Balthazar glanced at the dog, rubbing his chin in thought. “That mutt looks familiar somehow.”

“Diogee!” a voice cried. “You’re not supposed to be at a seafood restaurant. Go home!” The boy from earlier ran up to their table with his arms wide open, and Diogee took a flying leap into them, knocking them both over. His body was slightly suspended in the air due to his backpack, and he laughed at all the licks he was receiving.

Finally, he stood up and dusted a few crumbs off his sweater vest. “Sorry about Diogee. He gets out a lot.”

Heinz waved off the apology. “Don’t worry about it, kid. Your dog is pretty adorable when he’s not trying to eat our food.”

“Thanks!” Milo grinned. Perry smiled back, reaching across the table for his plate so he could start eating again. “Oh, I recognize you two! I haven’t seen you since the day with that runaway fire truck! How are you?”

“Milo Murphy, right?” Vinnie said, shaking his hand and completely ignoring Balthazar’s indignant gasp. “Small world, I guess.”

Milo laughed. “Tell me about it. And is that an actual platypus? I have pajamas that look almost like you! Minus the fedora, which by the way looks really awesome!”

Perry tipped his fedora to Milo, slightly blushing from the compliment. They made platypus pajamas? He’d have to look into that. It would certainly be a nice gift idea.

Balthazar coughed to get their attention. “So we meet again, Milo Murphy. If that is your real name-”

Milo scratched the back of his neck. “Well, I was almost named Mikey at some point, but my mom didn’t want my name to sound like candy.”

“That’s not my point,” Balthazar scoffed. “Tell me the purpose of your mission, counteragent.”

“Counteragent?” Heinz cracked up. “How can this kid be an agent? He doesn’t have a hat!” Perry made a zipping motion with his fingers so Heinz didn’t reveal vital information. Were they at a different OWCA branch? He’d never seen files on them before.

Balthazar glared at him. “You don’t need a hat to be an agent!”

“But you’re wearing a hat,” Vinnie pointed out. “Even if it does attract a lot of weird stares.”

“Agent?” Milo asked. “Um, Sara and I often pretended we were time travel agents but....”

“There, you see?” Balthazar barked to Vinnie. “So he’s involved with time travel in some way! I knew it!”

Heinz reclined against the back of the couch, listening as Vinnie tried to clarify that there was a difference between pretending to be an agent and actually being an agent. “I know I could be kind of unreasonable-” Perry gave him a sideways glance. “-very unreasonable during schemes-but geez, what does this guy have against one kid? He’s crazy.”

Perry had to admit, it was pretty tempting to give Balthazar a good kick to the shin. If it was Phineas or Ferb that Balthazar had been attempting to interrogate, he would definitely not be showing so much restraint.

All talk ceased as everyone turned to stare at the odd scene at their table. Even Heinz fell silent. He really didn’t want to get involved. The parents of the boy were too busy figuring out their check that they hadn’t noticed their daughter had joined in the argument.

Milo hugged Diogee, looking slightly apprehensive at the attention. “Sara, you don’t need to get involved. It’s fine.”

Sara placed her hands on her hips, scowling. “It’s not fine! Back off my brother, you oversized leprechaun. He hasn’t done anything!”

“Balthy, I think we’d better go,” Vinnie warned.

“Not yet. All I want to know is who you’re working for,” Balthazar growled.

Milo’s eyes flickered between Sara and Balthazar. “I’m not working for anyone.”

“So a lone wolf then,” Balthazar murmured. “Very well. Dakota, we’re leaving.”

Without another word, he turned and exited the restaurant. Perry released the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. For all of Balthazar’s blunder and rashness, even he wasn’t stupid enough to push the matter further in such a crowded public area.

“Right behind you. Hey, so change of plans. Can I get that to go?” Vinnie asked a dumbfounded waiter, who had been staring awkwardly at the salmon he brought out during the exchange. As the waiter boxed the food, Vinnie shook hands with Milo. “Sorry about my partner. I’ll have to talk to him later about this.”

“I still don’t know what that was about,” Sara sighed. “We’re packing up now. See you later.”

“It was nice to meet you!” Milo said. “Bye!”

As the family passed by the front podium, the lobster tank by the entrance burst open and left a woman screaming about the water ruining her expensive shoes.

Vinnie shook hands with Heinz and Perry. “I never did give you an answer to your question, did I? I just don’t think anyone should be alone. We don’t exactly have the best living conditions, but sometimes a good thing can wander by our pistachio stand. Well, see you later!”

He politely thanked the waiter for boxing the food, then hurriedly took off after Balthazar.

Heinz signaled the waiter for a check. “He’s way too nice for his own good.”

Perry chattered in agreement. If only all partners could be as good a communicator as Heinz.

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Edgy Style 101: The 6 Accessories Every Edgy Girl Needs in Her Closet

Make your outfit go from basic to edgy with these extras.

Accessories can make or break an outfit. They can instantly turn any old boring look into one that is adventurous and fashionable.

Any fashion aesthetic has common accessories that are often paired with general outfits in order to complete the look. These accessories can be worn with a simple t-shirt or with a gorgeous dress. Accessories can also be easily interchanged in order to fit your personal style.

Edgy style is no exception to this. Last week we talked about edgy outfit ideas, and now we'll show you how to make anything into an edgy outfit. Below are six accessories that every edgy girl needs in her closet.

Belt with Big Buckles

Belts are perfect because they are so versatile. Not only can you wear belts with pants but you can also pair them with a dress or skirt to dress up or dress down your outfit. Try a belt with large buckles to really stand out in the crowd.

Tinted Aviators

Although it is winter, spring and summer are right around the corner. It’s never too early to invest in a new pair of sunglasses and these tinted aviators are perfect to give off that “cool girl” vibe that defines the edgy aesthetic.

Fishnet Tights

Fishnet tights are making a comeback. A common way to wear these is under ripped jeans, especially if the holes in the pants are big. Pair the combo with a crop top and pull the tights up high so that they can be seen under the pants. For a warmer weather look, try wearing your fishnets under a pair of shorts. You can also stick to the basics and pair the tights with a short dress or skirt.

Black Fedora Hat

You really can’t go wrong with a classic hat like this black fedora. No matter what you decide to style this with, you will instantly look more put together (while hiding any bad hair days!). Wear jeans and a simple white t-shirt with this fedora for a go-to edgy girl look.

Triangle Bralette

Bralettes are so comfortable and so pretty. You can choose to have your bralette show from underneath your outfit or even wear it as your shirt. Try out different colors and styles, too. This one from Lulu's is a beautiful option if you’re looking for one to complete your flawless look in a goes-with-everything color.

Layered Necklace

Find a cute layered necklace or layer some necklaces yourself for a great jewelry look that goes perfectly with your edgy outfits. Layered necklaces are a great way to make an outfit pop without really having to try hard. They can be paired with any look to tie it all together.

What’s your go to edgy accessory? What outfit do you think these would work best with? Let us know in the comments!

Accessories are what make an outfit instantly more fun. There’s endless possibilities for them; you can mix and match both the outfits that you chose to accessorize them with and even the accessories themselves. Although this is not an extensive guide of every single accessory that is good for edgy style, it is a beginner’s guide if you’re beginning to transition into edgier clothes.

Edgy girls, we want to hear from you: What are your go-to accessories? Any that we missed? Let us know in the comments!

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Hey! Could you maybe describe some more outfits Ophelia would be wearing besides the red one that has been drawn once?

Okay, first thing to note about Ophelia’s dress sense is that she’s all about having a distinctive “brand” or “personality” in her style, so aside from her slouching around the house clothes (usually just workout shorts and tank tops), everything she wears is some variation of bright red, pink, and occasionally yellow. The singular exception is the blue Oktavia charm she wears on her tie and the sprig of rosemary she wears in her hatband to honor her namesake. Also, it consistently toes the line between eccentrically fashionable and outright tacky, and no one, not even herself, can say for sure if that line ever gets crossed.

For pants, there’s the slacks we often see her wearing. She also occasionally rocks a version that comes with yellow suspenders. She also has a shiny leather version for special events, and a few pairs of leggings for when she feels like dressing down. She also has a few pairs of hotpants that she’ll break out on occasion.

For shirts, they tend to all be of the button-up variety, either in yellow or pink. Some have frills, some have embroidered designs, others are plain. She also has a handful of tee shirts from her favorite whatevers (bands, wrestlers, etc.) for when she goes to their events.

For jackets, she has the blazer, she has a shiny leather jacket to go with those pants, she has a peacoat when it’s time to get fancy, she has this weird military tunic looking thingy, this really shiny cocktail jacket, and she has a snazzy duffel. For the longer variety, she has a reefer, a couple of different styles of trench, and a capelet. She also has one of those cape things you drape around your shoulders, but that’s reserved for when she really feels like showing off.

For hats, there’s that Carmen Sandiego wide-brimmed fedora she usually wears, and she also has a more Indiana-Jones variety, if Indiana Jones was really into red and had lost all sense of good taste. She has a couple of boaters, a bowler, a top hat she only breaks out when she really wants to make her friends uncomfortable to be around her, and this great big feathered monstrosity that frankly defies description. No one knows where she got it, and Charlotte has on more than one occasion tried to throw it away.

And she absolutely refuses to wear a dress or anything resembling a skirt, not because it’s too girly, but because it wouldn’t be “on brand,” whatever the fuck that means. She has, however, consented to a sort of hotpants/half a transparent skirt that’s open in the front combo, for reasons not yet explained.

And she likes ties.

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Bohemian Jackets-high waist long boho skirt

• The lavish number of accessories, including bracelets, sunglasses, necklaces, belts, earrings, pearls or stone, bands, headbands

etc.. Boho Accessories Tunics, sweaters that are slouchy, ripped lace pieces, like rompers, jeans or shorts, loosely hanging

dresses, denim, crochet or fur stripes are typical bohemian style clothes. In addition you can also utilize clothes like ripped

jeans, velour or velvet trousers, cardigans and coats particularly when they are designed with floral prints, trench coats, fur

outerwear garments, etc..

Being a Bohemian Goddess: The Way to Employ The Boho-Chic Fashion

• Materials used for the combinations are equally as important, thus coming with choices as we mentioned in the event of boho

appears putting a special emphasis on the fabrics.

The Principal Elements of this Boho Style • The color palette is the following aspect of the boho-chic style, coming with unusual

print and pattern solutions, thus also shaping the surprising and bright tone combinations. So as to create the softness of the

appearance and the weightless effect this style also permits the use of neutral and pastel colors like pink, blue, and gray.

Basic Kinds of The Boho-Chic Design

• The option is the boho hippie style encompassing the attribute details of this hippie style and merging them with the boho

ideology. The outcome of this is the use of colors, paired with all the girly and romantic vibes.

As for its designs, one primary feature is the use of various layers of fabrics, oversize knitted sweaters topping dresses, a

variety of accessories, and bright and tricky handbags, all add a charming harmony. Apart from these three instructions, we could

speak about the design interference like folk, even gipsy, and army style garments. There are also principles underlying the

design of the boho looks, according to which it is important:

Historically, boho is quite a young style, with originated as such in the 60′s. So it's the style of artists, the style of people

and the design of these, who would like to be totally free! When we were to define the boho disposition as likely we would use

descriptive details to the world. The search of new discoveries and inventions, the longing towards everything that is artistic

and lovely and also the free and at the same time world are what the boho style is really shaped with. Among the most spectacular

is your boho or bohemian one, that forms an significant part many brands' trend traces. Originally, the etymology of this word

goes into the land of Bohemia, having been located on the land of today's Czech Republic. Longing for liberty and yearning to

violate dogmatic stereotypes of the world surrounding them and all the approved principles, the carriers of those ideology created

a unique and, really, unique personality . If you long to be a bohemian goddess, make sure to know all the rules and style tips on

the best way best to wear the boho-chic style trend!

• For some appearances, the application of weightless and gentle fabrics such as lace and chiffon is descriptive. Floral

decorations, ribbons, and bows are also a good way of creating the romantic and vibrant images. The tendency towards classic

appearances is evident in this regard. The easiest method of going boho is integrating a few normal bohemian style clothing in

your wardrobe, such as maxi dresses or maxi skirts (know: How to Wear Maxi Skirts), that is paired with crochet tops, oversize

shirts, picture t-shirts or easy chambray tops. • The use of natural fabrics like linen, velvet, chiffon, silk, fur, suede,

leather, lace, cotton, etc.. • Not to replicate others' designs and designs, but to come up with something innovative and

individual, and to make certain to include accessories in the combinations, using them as accents. • High Definition layouts,

flare finishes, fringes, large accessories, lace, maxi skirts, bomber jacket, variously textured pieces, knitted details, etc.. Footwear •

Natural tones and colors. This implies the absence of neon shades. In terms of boho style shoes, the exact types of footwear that

you want are ballet apartments, cultural inspired vases having the influence of Roman, Greek, or African styles, cowboy boots,

etc., but the most important is that they ought to be matching the shade of the garments and more rather arrive in neutral tones

such as brown or beige. For more choices, think gladiator sandals or ankle boots that are neutral carrying buckles or fringe

details. • Multi-layered textures. In this section we can talk about a number of facets that are characteristic that are peculiar

that the bohemian style is noted for, one of which the keys are: We can first of all speak about pieces such as fedora hats,

turbans, head wraps and headbands, colorful scarves and sunglasses, bracelets and other jewelry pieces which may become finishing

touches to your boho-chic looks! Additionally, you can even go for silver Mexican bracelets, Arabic finger rings, African

necklaces, large necklaces, etc.. • Comfort in everything, especially regarding shoes, that are traditionally made with heels, on

stage or wedges.

• The existence of floral designs, checks, ethnic print shirts and daring style accents.

How to Employ The Boho-Chic Fashion

When speaking about the boho-chic style, we can not but additionally note the similarities which exist between it and the hippie

style, as well as that of looks. Nonetheless, the trend of boho looks can be divided into three chief groups. • For the classy

boho style, details such as mohair, velvet, and knitwear, often complemented with jacquard deign prints are all typical.

Garments' Option How to Employ The Bohemian Fashion Just Like A Queen?

In case the garments you pick are manufactured from some substances or textures and already catchy You shouldn't include more than

just four colors in the combos. You may thus use tones such as black, beige, gray, or brown as options that are crucial, spicing

them up with golden, purple, red or bordeaux shades. The Main Characteristics of Boho-Chic Design

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Confessions of a Newly Minted “Hat Person”

https://fashion-trendin.com/confessions-of-a-newly-minted-hat-person/

Confessions of a Newly Minted “Hat Person”

Up until I was about 15, the phrase “don’t forget to use protection” had an entirely G-rated meaning to me. I grew up in the desert, where the average year-round temperature lingers somewhere around 90 °F and the sun shines brighter than most can comprehend. This means sun protection in the form of high SPF, umbrellas and, of course, hats, has long been an integral part of my daily life. The funny thing about me and hats, however, is that while I’ve long appreciated their practical uses, I haven’t always taken them seriously as a fashion accessory.

Fashion’s obsession with straw hats this year — think Jacquemus’ over-the-top massive brims — served as my first proverbial toe in the water. But it was Instagram that really prompted me to consider hats beyond a fundamental desire to protect myself. Today, my saved folder on Instagram is filled with fanciful hat photos, from variations on that now-iconic Jacquemus image to dramatic (but arguably far more wearable) hats by up-and-comers like Eliurpi or Lola Hats.

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Some of my favorite stylish people, like Maryam Keyhani and Nasiba Adilova, have been sporting hats all year long. And it’s all made me wonder: Why don’t I? Given that I’ve long been told to pack a hat but haven’t always listened (because hats can be cumbersome, for one, and maybe a little because I thought they’d ruin my outfits), I suppose this means that social media’s influence has proven greater than my own utilitarian need for headwear. Nevertheless, I’m finally paying attention.

Adamant to rectify this gap in my style and determined to accessorize my head in ways I never before considered, I proposed a shoot where I’d try out a selection of hats with outfits I’d actually wear. I then imagined all the hat possibilities in terms of size, color and fabrication. I knew that if I was going to do this, I wasn’t going to shy away from going big. The shoot was green-lit, the date was set, the outfits were chosen, and here we are.

With that I present: four ways I plan to wear a brimmed hat going forward, plus a beanie-look, because if I’m going to get into hats, I may as well get into all kinds of them, right?

A Strawberry Straw Hat With a Polka Dot Dress and Sneakers

My whole point of entry into hats is that I want to be able to wear them in everyday settings — not just at the beach. Here, I paired a white button-down shirt with a polka dot dress I’ve been trying to wear more, then added green sneakers to balance out the hat and make the overall look more casual.

A Black Very-Wide-Brimmed Hat With the Classic “Jeans and a Tee” Combo

This look was all about going “classic” with a big ol’ twist. I love light wash high-waist jeans with a white tee. It’s a constant go-to for me. All it took to jazz it up was a huge statement hat in black (which added some drama) and lots of gold jewelry. You can never wear enough gold jewelry, in my opinion. Mom mules finished off the look.

The Beanie! For Evening, Once the Sun Has Set

In this photo, it’s after hours, the sun has set, the temperature has dropped, and I’m declaring that I am okay without a mint-colored beanie. I loved this look because it didn’t feel like I was consciously making an effort to wear something on my head, though I must admit it’s an unlikely choice for Dubai.

A Beach Hat Brought Indoors

I wore this outfit all around Tbilisi. I stepped into the restaurant you see here for lunch and kept my hat on because, after all, it’s part of the full look! A hat like this can accompany you indoors anywhere, really, so long as you pair it with your favorite dress.

And Finally, the Controversial Fedora

Fedoras get a bad rap, and up until recently, I wasn’t a fan of them either…until I pulled out this one from the back of my closet and paired it with an oversized plum-hued boho dress to channel Nicole Richie circa 2012. The shape of the hat actually worked well for me here because it added structure to an otherwise billowy outfit.

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What about you? Are you a hat person? Planning to wear them all the way through your snowy season? Do tell in the comments. I’ll be there with a great big hat on!

Anum Bashir is a Doha, Qatar native currently living in Dubai. She’s the Founder of Desert Mannequin, podcast host, fashion and brand consultant and co-creative director of NDUO.

Photos by Waqas Farid.

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