#Duster Kimono

[womenofwrestlingfashion]

Velvet Duster Kimono from Torrid (sold out)

[blissfulvixen]

Light Energy Characteristics

Becoming a woman with light energy, both in character and demeanor, involves cultivating positivity, kindness, and compassion. Here are some steps you can take to embody this energy:

1. Practice Gratitude: Cultivate a mindset of gratitude by focusing on the positive aspects of your life.

2. Radiate Positivity: Choose to see the good in people and situations and strive to spread positivity wherever you may go.

3. Be Kind and Compassionate: Practice empathy and understanding and lend a helping hand to those in need.

4. Live with Integrity: Be true to yourself and your values. Act with honesty, integrity, and authenticity in all aspects of your life.

5. Embrace Lightness and Joy: Seek out activities and experiences that bring you joy and uplift your spirit. Surround yourself with people who radiate positive energy and inspire you to be your best self.

6. Practice Self-Care: Take care of your physical, mental, and emotional well-being.

7. Forgive and Let Go: Practice forgiveness and let go of resentment and negative emotions.

8. Spread Love and Joy: Small acts of kindness and compassion can have a ripple effect and make a big difference in the lives of those around you.

9. Connect with the Universe: Recognize that we are all interconnected and part of something greater than ourselves.

Light Energy Aesthetic

Makeup

• Radiant Skin: Start with a luminous base by using a lightweight foundation or tinted moisturizer.

• Soft, Ethereal Eyes: Opt for soft, neutral eyeshadows. Apply a shimmery eyeshadow to the inner corners of your eyes.

• Glowing Cheeks: Sweep a soft, peachy blush onto the apples of your cheeks.

• Natural Lips: Keep your lips soft and natural with a sheer lip balm or gloss in a soft pink or nude shade (or clear).

• Glowing Highlight: Finish off your makeup look with a luminous highlighter applied to the high points of your face, such as the cheekbones, brow bones, and cupids bow.

Outfit

• Light, Airy Fabrics: Choose clothing made from light, airy fabrics like chiffon, silk, or cotton to create a soft and ethereal look.

• Soft, Feminine Silhouettes: Look for pieces with ruffles, lace, or delicate embellishments.

• Pastel Colors: Incorporate soft pastel colors like blush pink, baby blue, lavender, and mint green into your wardrobe.

• Accessorize with Sparkle: Add a touch of sparkle and shine to your outfits with dainty jewelry, embellished hair accessories, or metallic accents.

• Flowy Layers: Layering lightweight pieces like cardigans, dusters, or sheer kimono jackets.

• Comfortable Footwear: Opt for comfortable footwear like ballet flats, sandals, or espadrilles.

[xombigirl]

New Merch Monday

First up we have the Fearne Calloway Art Nouveau Shirt. It's navy blue with a design by Alexa Rockman.

And we also have the Fearne Calloway Duster Kimono. It's dark blue with a design by Savanna Mayer.

[yellowjacketsfashion]

Adult Lottie Style Analysis:

Adult Lottie’s style differs from her younger counterpart as she wears a lot more flowy fabrics. Lottie often wears long slip dresses underneath a variety of different patterned kimonos. Her jewelry is gold and often features different stones with spiritual meaning (such as the rose quartz and pink tourmaline necklace etc.) I also find it important to add that it was very important to Simone Kessell that Lottie never wear heliotrope.

Colors: Gold, Blue with pops of orange, green and white.

Repeatedly Worn Brands: L’Agence, AUREUS + ARGENT/Bannana Republic (jewelry), Kate Shepherd Creative (jewelry), Free People.

Ideas of how to dress like Lottie:

• Layer a kimono over a solid color dress

• Wear velvet duster coats.

• Accessorize with gold gemstone jewelry.

[hillbillyoracle]

Androgynous/Masc Leaning Capsule Wardrobe Ideas

In honor of International Nonbinary People’s Day, I offer you the clothing advice I wish I had like 15 years ago. I prefer a small well curated wardrobe but it is so tough to pull that off as a nonbinary genderfluid person. I spent years struggling to make my capsule wardrobe work for me. Every example I saw was either with feminine clothes or with the world blandest men’s clothing. 

For reference, I’m AFAB and live in Kentucky - very hot and muggy in summers, can get quite cold (-20 F) in winter but it’s usually mild with highs are in the 30F-40F range most days. This is the advice I’d give my younger self if I could. 

Focus on 10-15 Core Items

While I am fluid, I consistently spend most of my time “inbetween” these days. Having a neutral to masc learning main wardrobe with some feminine items to mix in wound up working best for me. So here’s the masc leaning base wardrobe I recommend. 

~3 x Button Ups - I went with short sleeve Hawaiian shirts for myself because I love bold patterns. You can find a lot of Hawaiian shirt these days that don’t have stereotypical “island” patterns on them while still being pretty light and breathable in summer. If your style leans more classic, consider oxford cloth button ups. You might need more button ups if you work in a business casual setting. 

~3 x Tees - I like graphic tees, specifically hand screen printed ones so that’s what I go with. But if your style is more classic then consider investing in some good quality solid color tees. 

~3 x Casual Tops - for me this is a tank top, turtleneck, and a Henley. But you might consider a collarless button ups, plain long sleeve shirts, and ringer style long sleeve shirts. 

~3 Pants - for me, I have black and stone washed denim since those are my favorites. I look for tapered fits over skinny or boot leg where I can. I have one pair that’s a jogger style I quite like. You might look for chinos or khakis if you have a more formal dress code at work but they’ll still work with graphic tees and other tops if you style them right. 

~3 x Layers - for me this is a cardigan, a flannel, and a hoodie. You might consider v neck or crew neck sweaters, cable knit sweaters, and fair isle sweaters as well. 

Feminine Clothing Module

What’s nice about this approach is that you can then create a feminine clothing module that plays nicely with your main wardrobe. 

For me this looks like

1-2 Dresses - I have a maxi tee dress and a long sleeved linen dress since that works more for everyday wear for me. 

1-2 Skirts - I don’t have any presently but the next big feminine swing I have I’ll be ordering a nice linen skirt in my favorite color. 

1-2 Casual Tops - I don’t have any presently after my last big wardrobe edit but business casual shell tops, camisoles, and cowl neck tops work well here. 

1-2 Layers - I have a linen blazer in a women’s cut and a long striped duster. You might consider a kimono style shrug/wraps, sweaters in a more feminine cut, and women’s cardigans

You don’t need a lot here because so much of the main wardrobe can be mixed with a feminine element or two and it becomes much more feminine - especially if you’re AFAB but even if you’re AMAB. It doesn’t take a lot a feminine clothing to make an over all outfit look more feminine and subtle touches work just as well as more overt styles ime.

Sizing

Sizing is tricky as hell. I’m plus size (size 18-20 in women’s pants) and especially trying to find masculine stuff with the right fit is a pain. I really recommend going in to try things on if you’re able but if not get comfortable with the idea you will likely need to send things back. Yes you can take measurements but those measurements are still listed with different proportions in mind. 

For men’s clothes I lean toward a slightly oversized fit - as most men I’m around do. For women’s clothes, I lean toward a slightly tight fit - as most women I’m around do. Look at the people around you and see which fits they lean toward and opt for that where you’re able to for yourself. 

Shoes, Outwear, Special Occasions

Shoes - I tend to opt to go neutral in my shoes and outerwear. Not in color or pattern mind you but gender. For shoes, I currently have 3 pairs - a pair of crocs (with spikes), running shoes/sneakers (old Champion brand slip ons), and a pair of Doc Martens. These are good options if you’re AMAB too because the sizing is unisex or available in similar styles for men and women. Other good options are Vans, Chucks, any hippie sandal brand you can think of. “Nicer” shoes are great but often pretty gendered. I lean toward getting “nicer shoes” that are opposite my assigned gender when I do grab them. 

Outerwear - I also tend to opt for gender neutral options for outerwear too. Since it doesn’t get terribly cold here, I stick to a micropuff jacket from North Face and layer a black denim jacket over it when it gets cold. When I wear it with masc stuff, blends in. When I wear it with feminine stuff, it adds a slight edge I like. Pea coats are decent options as well. If you live some place real cold, a lot of the long winter coats are basically the same between genders, just different fits. 

Special Occasions - I would recommend not worrying about special occasions until or unless they come up. I have the same two “special occasion” dresses that I’ve been using for years because they come up so rarely and I can’t bare to spend too much money on something I’ll wear maybe once or twice a year. Formal wear is highly gendered and if you learn androgynous it’s a tough needle to thread. For those events with hosts you know, it’s worth reaching out to them to see what they think makes an outfit “formal” - could be nicer cuts or materials, could be rigid gender norms - can’t know until you ask. 

For most special occasions, I do not know the host, so I default very structured looks in accordance with my assigned gender. Still feels a bit edgy but no ones gonna have the guts to say it’s wrong. For AMAB folks you might do the inverse, more flowy looks and colors while still adhering to your assigned gender. All depends on the level of familiarity you have with the hosts and the flack you’re willing to catch. 

Outfits

Some masc leaning outfit ideas: 

button up, hoodie, pants, boots

graphic tee, flannel or cardigan, pants, sneakers

turtleneck, pants, boat shoes

button up, tie, cardigan, pants, chelsea boots

Some fem leaning outfit ideas: 

button up, cardigan, skirt, sneakers

shell top, wrap, pants, sandals

graphic tee, skirt, sneakers

dress, sandals

Conclusion

Hope this was helpful to someone out there! 

[conditionaljewel]

I will be living exclusively in the Fearne kimono duster and bralettes or bandeaus for the foreseeable future just saying

[erenspussy420]

Android Au TWST pt3

You knew what you wanted to see, after all it’s exactly what brought you here in the beginning. To this odd fancy shop, looking something like a gothic romantics dream, its odd mosaic tiles and the faint smell of wood and metal. You turn to the giddy Owner, who’s eyes look bright behind her pink mask as she waits for you as patiently as she could. 

Which isn’t much seeing how the tip of her heels drag back and forth into the carpet of the floor. 

“I want to see the Pomefiore Collection,” You tell her, pointing to the halls past the painted murals of twisted apple tree’s. The manager, who’s name you should care to check their name tag, nods eagerly. She tucks away her duster into her dress, leaving no dent of it.

She swings her hands towards the halls in a grand gesture,” Right this way! This way! Here you’ll see quite the beauties that not even Royal Sword Automation can boast about!” She trills like a bird, already having her hand behind your back not touching you but still urging you into the hall.

You wisely keep your mouth shut about the Neige Unit. You only saw pictures of the Vil Unit, and God, someone must have been in a good mood to make him. The Vil Unit is notoriously expensive, and you heard of people even willing to get into debt for him, not that you could understand. Really what android is worth that pain? 

Biting your lip in excitement as you pass the murals of apple groves, at some point the budget of this company comes true as the tree branches emerge slowly out of the walls of the hall— now it feels like a small forest. As the leaves look glossy and true, branches touching you remind you of hands. At some point the hall ends at heavy doors, a bit dramatic but it adds flavor to the anticipation of the androids of Pomefiore. 

The manager pats her dress, looking and peeking into her clothes as if trying to find something. You wait patiently, but you have to admit the manager is scatterbrained. The Owner mumbles in wonder, looking into her sleeves and her apron finding nothing but lint and her invoices. She pats her hair in distress but feeling a bump in her bun, she lets out a loud triumphant cry.

“Oh! I found it! Silly me!” she giggles pulling a golden key, slim and with an odd oval handle, out of her hair bun. You grimace seeing she had to tug it  out.

“Ow! Okay, prepare to be amazed!” The manager speaks in her grand voice, with you politely clapping. ”Here the beauties of Pomefiore have no rivals! The amazing trio!”

With a soft click of the door, the loud creaks of the heavy doors give way to soft wisps of purple smoke, the room was dark with a faint gleam of marble pillars. Unlike the lower floor displays, these glass cases lay flat, their androids resting with their hands over their chests like a display of the sleeping soundly in their glowing coffins that glitter. In a way, you are reminded of the stories of sleeping princesses hidden in towers, awakened by true love’s kiss. In the darkness of the room, deep indigo tapestries hung above them, an apple, a bow, and a crown.

The manager watches you walk with a dazed look in your eyes as you find yourself drawn to the coffin-like display, glass with lights beneath, soft as the first snow. Staring at the display of a sweet face android, hair like lavender strewn across his pillow, eyes shut with lashes longer than your nails and soft pink lips. His clothes are like a kimono, like you say as there is an obvious difference in its style, with black sleeves covering his hands. His slim hands crossed over his waist with apple blossoms held between his hands. You wanted to see his eyes but that would be creepy to demand.

So you settle looking over him, wondering about his eyes, almost forgetting yourself as you touch the glass that felt warm. As you stare at them you don't hear the faint noise of metal squeaking.

“Oh! The Epel Felmier unit!” a sudden voice said way too close to your ear.

“Shit!” You yelp, frightened from the Owner suddenly appearing next to you. Scrambling, you push yourself off the poor androids display, looking at the manager with disdain. “A little bit of a warning would be nice!”

The manager shakes her hands rapidly,”My bad! I couldn’t help but notice your interest in the Epel Felmier Unit! Now let me tell you something about this short beauty, despite his cute looks he’s quite the little hot head!"

That, you can believe, as any short guy would be.

"Hard working, and willing to do just about any manly work,” She flexes her arms,” not to mention his units have been known to participate in the Harveston farming community, as a popular choice of android. A natural harvester and perfect unit for a cute sled date."

“So….a farm boy?” You ask, looking over him, and in a little awe you can spot soft delicate freckles splattered over his nose and cheeks. They're faint on his smooth 'skin' but noticeable, truly an art of the androids creators.

Even someone like yourself who lacks magic, can feel its faint pulse as they charge.

“Has the accent mode installed too!” The Owner then nudges her head to the other glowing glass case, where a taller unit is laid, in its case. Reluctantly you come to it. You can see high cheekbones, sharp with a more warmer complexion and a slight tan, his bob cut hair the color of dandelions that gently rest against the nape of his neck. Unlike the Epel unit, this one looks sturdy, his body lean but you can tell more fit with a muscular build.

" Here is the inspiration of the loyal huntsman of the Beautiful Queen. The Rook Hunt Unit! Loyal to its owner! Do you need a companion in the mountains or even your own personal ranger? Then the Hunt unit is for you. This deadly beauty is certified by most environmental rangers, and has been recommended by most outdoorsmen for those who want a guide or maybe if you are a fellow poet. Your own, admiring huntsman."

She winks as she looks down on the sleeping android. You don't blame her. Looking past his bob cut, even you had to admit there is a handsomeness to his looks, the curve of his sharp eyes closed and the dark lashes that grace his cheek bones. His lips are a bit thin, but look plump to kiss.

Unlike Epel, he held a hat that didn't match the scheme of his clothes. A brown hunter hat with a long white feather that curls. However it was his hands that rested on it that took you. Beautifully crafted, long fingers to knock bows, the grooves of his fingers and you can make a soft bump where he notches his arrows. Large hands and you can imagine what he can hold in them.

"Please stop touching the glass," The Owner pipes up, a bottle of winex in hand," it gets hard to get off."

Embarrassed, you clear your throat brushing your hair as the squeaky cleaning is done. You looked at the last coffin and felt your skin rise. 

Stepping close, almost afraid, you could see him.

The Vil Unit.

If the other two were beautiful in a delicate or handsome sort of way then Vil was another level. There is a grace he was molded in, the curve of his jaw cutting yet a softness with it. The sharp shape of his eyes, yet there is a soft roundess brought by his long lashes. His hair a pale blond shade bordering white with oddly enough a soft ombre of purple at the tips of his hair. Long and braided back into a bun with a graceful twist, a gold decorated crown seated around him with hearts. Like the other two he wore his kimono inspired dress, his hands clasped together, soft and long with sharp painted nails. Even with no makeup he was breathtaking.

You didn't pay attention to the clearing noise of the Owner as you pressed into the glass in wonder.

Vil looked beautiful, a sleeping Queen instead of a prince surrounded by light of the fake flowers in his glass, the pink tint of his lips making them look so…so..

"Soft," you murmur over his face.

"Ahem!" You're pulled out of your trance as the Owner pulls you back, her friendly grin gone."Sorry, but no kissing the display case!"

An ungodly wheeze leaves you when you realize you're practically about to smooch the glass display. Face practically hot and sweaty, you turn away immediately embarrassed.

"I'm so so so sorry!" You apologize, stumbling over to the owner," I didn't-! I uh, this is so embarrassing!"

Feeling merciful the Owner sighs and begins to walk over with a winex bottle in hand and a towel she had on hand somewhere. "It's alright, you aren't the first one to try that," She sighs as she depressingly cleans Vil's display," this android gets more action than all of us."

That's oddly depressing, you think but you have no room to talk since you just tried to smooch the display.

Wiping down Vil's coffin, the Owner pipes up with a much warmer voice," As you can already tell Vil is our top best seller, a legacy android of the Schoenheit line, a popular model with both young and older groups. Whatever you want, an actor, a singer or even a trainer, Vil can do it. He's the best of the best, and can make anyone beautiful under his certified guided hands. As are most of our unit have been certified in their respective groups and for our customers' health."

"Oh! I know how handsome he is! Vil's tend to trend more!" Gushing over him, she looks at you with a more sympathetic look.

"Just looking at you, you might not be able to afford him but that's okay, he's too good for us both." She said assuring you.

"What! I can afford him!" You said defensively. Your bank account says otherwise but you will not acknowledge that or the loans.

"Yes of course!" She claps her hands rapidly like some golfer groupie," Customer can afford our brand lines like Vil!"

Oh, oh this owner! Annoyed, you look over Vil's display case to see how expensive and exclusive he must be just to see if you can pay it off in payments. Taking a glance at the pricing, your abruptly turn around on your heel and squeak," So about those other units!"

The Owner brightens and begins showing you out of the Pomefiore room and out into the dark hall.

Vil would have broken you.

[missfishersmurderpolls]

[Image ID 1: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne walks down a red carpet at a fashion show. People stood either side applaud. /End ID.]

Best Phryne Fashion Tournament: Round One

Thanks to all of your wonderful submissions, we've narrowed our favourite looks worn by our favourite detective down to sixteen. Over the few weeks they'll go head to head to determine what is our very favourite Phryne fashion.

The matched up brackets are included below. Full details of looks one to eight are included in this post while looks nine to sixteen are in this one.

There will be one poll a day, posted at 12pm BST/GMT, and each poll will last for twenty four hours. Timings for each round is below. Make sure to vote!!!

[Image ID 2: Image showing brackets for first round of tournament. Details of match ups are reproduced in text below. /End ID].

Round timings:

Round 1: 25th October - 2st November

Round 2: 3rd - 7th November

Round 3 (semi-finals): 8th - 10th November

Round 4 (final): 11th - 12th November

Match ups:

Match up one: 1. Gold gown vs 2. Duster with hat and red scarf

Match up two: 3. Beret and grey tweed coat vs 4. Green waltz dress

Match up three: 5. Sequin swing coat and beret vs. 6. Silver patterned kimono

Match up four: 7. Lilac damask dress and gold shawl vs 8. Santa ski look

Match up five: 9. Fan dance outfit vs 10. Lilac and green coat and hat

Match up six: 11. Red and cream beach look vs 12. Brown & red kimono with pink collar

Match up seven: 13. All black trousers and sheer blouse vs. 14. Blue floral jacket and purple hat

Match up eight: 15. White 'at home' cardigan vs 16. Fighting cock robe

[isabeauwolf]

Snowy Winter Nights - Mary x Overhaul drabble 🐺🐦‍⬛💜❄️

The temperature was dropping, street lamps brightened and shining against the darkness as it started to snow. The world slowed being covered in a layer of white as more and more flakes fell from the sky, Mary loves the snow. She always has, doesn't remember why, or when it started.

Closing her eyes, breathing the chilling winter breeze into her lungs, holding it and exhaled into a content sigh. Reopening her violet and gold gems, watching her puff of breath fog and disappear. Her smile widened as she giggled to herself, sounding childish.

She didn't care if she was a child or adult, she would always want to play in the snow. Human or wolf form, it didn't matter.

Back in her hometown, she'd shift and jump head first into the winter wonderland without a care, she knew the roads, routes and land markers by heart.

Here in Japan, she couldn't shift recklessly too often as she would have liked, but the need and desire made her feel giddy and anxious. She grabbed her bundle of winter clothes and snuck towards the back of the house.

Of course, Kai was waiting with an umbrella in his hand as he stood on the porch. Amusement twinkled in his golden hues, "I knew you couldn't resist the call." He chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Go on and get it out of your system." Holding out his free hand, gaze flickering down her golden kimono. "I'll wait here."

Mary placed her clothes down, wrapping her arms around him, lowering his black duster mask and pulling him into a kiss, which he gladly accepted and returned, cupping her pale cheek. "Thank you, my dearest." She pulled back, nuzzling his jaw and started to undress, the material falling off her shoulders and pooling at her feet.

She walked out from underneath the shelter, bare foot and naked, the snow crunching underneath her weight as she shifted. The woman became a wolf, her pure white fur coat warm and familiar as she turned toward Kai, meeting her icy blue gaze as Hari arrived holding two mugs filled with hot chocolate.

"I'll be damned, Kai." Hari laughed, handing him a mug. "You were right."

The Yakuza walked back underneath the awning, sat down, grabbing his wife's discarded kimono, folding it and placing it on top of the pile of clothes. "If she didn't go out now she would get restless and fidget for hours." He sighed, lowering his mask and drinking the warm beverage.

"Yes, Lady Sara was the same way." Hari's smile turned sad as he joined him. "Remember, she'd yank us out of bed in the middle of the night after throwing snow at us." He snickered at the memory. "You would always be grumpy and nag, but couldn't tell her no." He commented, sipping his drink. "Seems things never changed."

Kai nodded in agreement, watching Mary playing, frolicking in the snow and running around like a big puppy, instead of a wolf. He remember the last time he saw Mary shift as a kid, a tiny wolf pup trampling through the backyard, chasing him and Hari around, yapping, playfully nipping at their heels and howling whenever she caught them.

Seeing her fully grown as an adult wolf, made his heart swell with pride and ache at the same time. He swallowed the lump in his throat, awkwardly debating about joining her for old times sake. Kai hated getting dirty, knew he would get wet, covered in snow and perhaps mud if he went out there, knowing she'd want to play with him as soon as she saw him.

Hari rolled his eyes, grabbed Kai's drink out of his gloved hand and lightly nudged his friend. "Go on, she's waiting for you." The clockman teased with a knowing smirk.

"Don't be ridiculous." Kai scoffed, "we aren't children anymore."

Hari raised a brow. "Come on, one little act of childishness won't turn back time." He sat Kai's drink down and continued, "however, it will create new memories with her." Hari glanced outside, leaning against the wall. He knew he needed to be blunt with Kai. "You've been waiting for years for her to come back. Don't take it for granted."

The yakuza looked unsure and hesitant. He knew Hari had a point. Mary was finally within his reach, she had finally become his bride, his wife. Their journey into married life was still new and uncharted, tomorrow was always uncertain. The balance between life and death followed them everywhere given their roles as their clans heirs.

Clenching his gloved hands, he raised his head and searched for her in the world covered in white until he saw her standing underneath the giant cherry tree, their special place. Without another word, Kai rose to his feet, picking up Mary's clothes and snow boots and made the trek towards her.

The snow crunching behind her made her ear flick and twitch, turning her head and icy blues meeting gold. There was no sign of aggression as she fully turned, trolling towards him with her tail wagging, then sat down and waited.

Kai laughed, reached out and pat the top of her head as she nuzzled into his touch. "Such a spoiled wife I have." He knows she fully understood him. "Come on, get dressed." Amusement flickered in his expression underneath his mask as she whined in protest. "Don't give me that, angel." He scolded lightly, tilting his head. "I'm not going to play in the snow with you fully naked. I won't allow my men to see what's mine." The thought of Hari, let alone any of the eight seeing his wife undressed made his blood heated and jealous.

Mary shifted back into her human form, laughing. "Awe and here I though I could get some exorcise in my wolf form for a bit longer." Didn't care that she was nude as she twirled on her heels. She felt his heated and intense gaze following her movement as his jaw clenched, gloved hand tightening on her clothes as he clicked his tongue.

"You dare tease and run away from me?" He asked, hint of a growl in his voice. "You play with fire, my love."

Mary turned and ran behind the cherry blossom tree, peaking out from behind the huge trunk, smirking. "What? You wanted to play, my devil. So let's play tag." A string of giggles left her plump lips as she wagged her index finger, spun and appeared on the other side. "No quirks and cheating."

"A game of tag is it?" He chuckled low and dark, he walked over towards a bench, wiping off the snow and gently placed her clothes and shoes down. "Fine. When I win you will be at my mercy, little wolf." His gaze zeroed on her and dashed forward towards her.

Mary squealed in delight, running out from behind the tree and out of the mans reach as he barely missed her, cursing and trying again in between keeping his balance and slipping in the snow. "Haha, missed me Kai! Missed me, missed me, now ya gotta kiss me!" She taunted, flicked her tail across his masked nose when he nearly grabbed her.

"Oh, I'll do more than kisses you when I catch you, angel, you'll see." He fired back, circling around the tree and trying to cut her off. "It will be more than your lips that I steal."

The she wolf hummed. "Promises, promises, but no dice, Kai." She quipped, sliding and nearly tripping and face planting face first into the fresh powder, muttering curses and flustering in embarrassment. "Oh, shit. I meant to do that!"

"Of course, you did." Kai's laughed, his face softening as he nearly crashed into her from behind, resulting in him grabbing her hips and helping her balance as he slid, shifting his weight.

They slid and fell into the snow.

Both were panting, smiling and laughing.

"You caught me." Mary said breathlessly, between catching her breath and fits of giggles, crawling towards him, brushing her chest against his. "The winner deserves a kiss as his prize."

He grabs her chin and pulls down his mask. "I would love that as my prize." He captures her lips in a passionate kiss.

Mary shivered and moaned, fingers gripping tight onto his coat.

Kai pulled back as he glanced down, heavy-lidded eyes widened and his face grew flustered. He had completely forgot that his wife was naked as he noticed goosebumps pebbled against her skin, cheeks flushed as she shivered and panted above him. Her breasts were heaving and nipples hard against him. He bit back a groan, sitting upright, sliding off his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders and picked her up; she wrapped her arms around him. "Come let's get you back inside, my love." He turned his head, made his way to the bench, "Can you get those?" Bending over as she wrapped her clothes and does with one hand and pressed them against her chest without a word.

When the couple got back to the awning, Hari was gone. Towels, their mugs of hot chocolate were sitting there and one of Mary's favorite thick, red and fuzzy blanket, folded neatly with a note.

Kai placed Mary down on the porch as she picked up the note and read it out loud.

Don't play outside for too long you two

- Hari

She smiled as Kai rolled his eyes, shaking the snow off her clothes. Luckily, her thick winter jacket had kept her clothes dry and clean. He passed them to her as he sat down to join her, taking off his face mask and drinking his hot chocolate which had grown nuke warm, he couldn't complain.

Mary threw on her panties, bra, pink long sleeved turtleneck, black fleece thermal leggings and fuzzy socks as she sat down beside him, unfolding the blanket for them to share. "That was fun wasn't it?" She giggled and cuddling into his side.

Kai hummed. "Not something I would like to do everyday, but it was decent." He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer into his side and muttered, "If you get sick tomorrow. Don't say I didn't warn you."

"Oh Kai, you worry too much." Mary poked him in the nose as he clicked his tongue.

"You let your guard down too much." He replied, grumbling. He noticed that her hair was still damp. "For the love of-" Snatching a towel and proceeded to dry her hair. "Some things truly never change." Kai shook his head, nostalgia hitting him again of his younger self fretting over toddler Mary after playing in the snow.

Pops, Hari and Sara had smiled, commenting on Kai already acting as a responsible husband for his future wife. Young Mary smiled while younger Kai grew flustered, their laughing echoing in the background.

The she wolf tilted her head, meeting his eyes from underneath the towel. "Thank you, Kai."

Kai paused, his gaze softened as his heart skipping a beat. "Your welcome, angel."

The towel slid off her head and landed on her shoulders as she leaned forward, kissing him again, wrapping her arms around his neck and crawling into his lap, straddling him.

His gloved hand cupped her cheek, tilting her head to deepen the kiss and the other arm wrapped around her lower back, holding her tight against him. He breathed in her natural scent mixed with vanilla as she tasted the hints of chocolate on his tongue, making her moan louder and grow greedy for more.

Mary tangled her fingers into his short chopped hair, tightening her hold on him as she pulled away. Her mismatched gems were bright underneath the moonlight, sliver-white locks appeared disheveled, pale cheeks flushed and panting, desire and want staring right into his very soul.

Awakening his own yearning and lust, causing him to shiver and his heartbeat thundering hard in his chest. Closing his eyes, pulling her back into his chest, trying to calm down his own frantic breathing, a needy groan leaving his lips, his skin igniting. "God, angel... how can you cause me to lose control of myself so easily? It isn't fair." He felt her wiggle in anticipation, which wasn't helping him trying to rein in his libido and calm himself.

Mary tilted her head, peppering his jaw and neck with kisses, whispering huskily and breathlessly in his ear, "Don't hide from me, my devil." She pulled him back with her, her back flat against the hardwood deck, her hair flowing around her like a halo, wrapping her legs around his waist and buckling her hips into his own.

His gloved hands caging her against him, lowering his body to grind and roll his hips out of instinct. "We can't do this hear." He grunts, trying to stay rational and clear headed, his control wavering and slipping. Anyone of his underlings, Hari, Pops could walk down the halls at any moment and discover their sinful and risky position.

"I don't care," Mary's moaned, hands untangling from his hair to trail down his shoulders to his chest, nearly ripping the buttons off. "I need you, Kai."

Kai cupped the nape of her neck, captured her mouth again into a heated kiss, then leaned upright, "We have to make it quick," he growled, hastily loosening his tie and unbuttoning his dress shirt. "Stay quiet, understand?" He ordered, narrowing his eyes as the blanket falls around them.

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Ikemen Sengoku (JP)

Kicho's Main Story Chapter 2 Part 1

Please do not repost. Expect mistakes.

Translation under the cut.

After Kicho left, another subordinate came to show me my room.

(Ugh, I'm so tired.)

As soon as I entered, I took advantage of the room's privacy to lie down on the tatami mats and relax my tense and stiff body.

(To think he almost allowed me to go to his business meeting一Ugh! I screwed up pretty hard.)

(How many guns did he buy? What is he going to procure next? That's the kind of information we need.)

I remember Mitsuhide saying I should be more careful acting like a spy.

(To avoid failing, don't step in recklessly, and don't act on your emotions.)

(I've broken it pretty badly, but I got a small glimpse of Kicho's goal.)

------------Flashback------------

Mai: “I think conflicts will happen if more people get their hands on weapons.”

Kicho: “That is my goal.”

Kicho: “I’ll incite the forces of various regions and disturb Japan. This trading post is for that purpose.”

Mai: “A lot of people are going to die.”

Kicho: “…………..”

Kicho: “It’s a necessary sacrifice.”

---------Flashback Ends---------

After hearing his words, it sounded like his goal was not to defeat the Oda forces.

He wanted something much bigger than that, something that would disrupt the very country we were living in.

(One other thing that bothered me was the pause he made.)

(I wonder what he was thinking right before he said it was a necessary sacrifice.)

(If I could just talk to him a little and know everything about him, I wouldn’t have a hard time right now.)

Mai: "Alright!"

I sat up and rubbed my sore calf lightly under my kimono.

(Yeah, I can still move. I need to start doing my chores.)

Maid: "Are you sure you're okay?"

Mai: "Yes, of course. Sitting still actually makes me feel restless."

Maid: "Really? Well, then, I'll leave it to you."

Maid: "Lord Kicho is out of the house right now, and we don't have any visitors, so I wanted to clean up the furnishings."

Mai: "Okay! Leave it to me."

As I left the room, I called out to a maid passing by and got a job.

(Perfect. Now, I look like a maid.)

(After what happened earlier, it's probably best not to approach Kicho again today.)

(Good thing he's not here right now.)

And so I began to explore the trading post, pretending to be a maid working hard at cleaning.

(This one looks really expensive.)

I lightly tap a finely decorated vase in the hallway with a duster.

Like the guest room, the inside of the hall was furnished with luxurious-looking furniture that was probably imported abroad.

(The maid already said it, but there’s almost no dust on the floor. I guess it's cleaned every day.)

(Like Kicho, this trading house doesn't have any openings at all.)

(That means the important documents are kept in a safe place. For example一)

???: "Miss, that's dangerous."

Mai: "-----!"

(W-Who is it!?)

???: "I'm sorry. It wasn't nice of me to call you out so suddenly."

???: "You were preoccupied, so I got curious."

Mai: "You got curious?"

???: "Yes. Also, that vase is pretty expensive as far as the decoration goes."

???: "I've never seen someone hit it so hard like that with a duster."

Mai: "I-I'm sorry!"

(I didn't realize I was putting too much force on it.)

(I almost left this trading house because of this damn vase.)

Mai: "Um, thank you for the warning."

After thanking him, I look up at the man in front of me again.

He has brown skin and magnificent silver hair, giving him a unique air different from Kicho's.

His red eyes, reminding me of a pomegranate, are faintly narrowed.

Shojumaru: "Sorry for the late introduction. I'm Shojumaru."

Shojumaru: "I'm a trader. I often come here."

Mai: "I see. My name is Mai, and I got here today for my apprenticeship."

Shojumaru: "Lady Mai, huh? And what are you doing now?"

Mai: "Well, as you can see, I'm cleaning."

Shojumaru: "I didn't mean that."

Shojumaru: "You were thinking pretty hard about something, so I thought maybe you have something else you want to do."

Mai: "------!"

Shojumaru's words almost made my face scrunch up.

Somehow holding back, I pulled the hand holding the duster in front of my chest.

Mai: "I was just worried I'd get lost here."

Mai: "I was trying to remember the route I took so that I could at least return to my room properly."

Shojumaru: "I see."

Shojumaru: "As I said before, I often come here, so if you have any questions, just ask."

Mai: "Okay, thank you!"

(He's such a nice guy.)

I got a little defensive, but all he just wanted to do was to make sure I didn't drop the vase.

Maybe he just asked the question simply out of concern.

Mai: "By the way, are you here for some business?"

Mai: "If you want to see Kicho, he went to the port a while ago."

Shojumaru: "Port?"

He asked me curiously.

Mai: "Yes. So, if you're looking for Kicho一"

Kicho: "I'm listening."

Mai: "That's right. Wait, what!?"

I took a step back, startled by Kicho standing beside me.

Mai: "Are you done with your work?"

Kicho: "No, it got pushed back to a later date. Apparently, the captain is not feeling well."

Mai: "I see."

Kicho: "Shojumaru. If you need me, I'll be in my room."

Shojumaru: "No, it's okay. I'm just here to pick up something."

Shojumaru: "More importantly, Lady Mai there seemed to have something to say."

Mai: "Huh?"

Kicho: "Oh, what is it?

Mai: "No. I didn't一"

Shojumaru: "She's worried that she might get lost because this place is too big."

(Shojumaru!?)

Still flustered by what was happening, I watched on, not wanting to interrupt, as Kicho nodded in agreement.

Kicho: "I see. Then, Mai."

Mai: "Yes?"

Kicho: "Follow me. I'll show you around."

Mai: "You don't need to do that! I'll just ask the other maids."

(I just decided earlier that I shouldn't approach him.)

Shojumaru: "Lady Mai, I don't think you need to hold back."

Shojumaru: "This is also a job of the head of this place. Right?"

Kicho: "Yeah. You also need to keep this information in your head."

Mai: "I guess."

(I can't say really say no. I never expected he'd care like this.)

Shojumaru: "Good luck with your work."

After Shojumaru left, I followed Kicho as he showed me around the trading post.

Kicho: "That's all for the first floor."

Kicho: "There are a few rooms for visitors, but for the most part, they are reserved for those who work in this building."

Kicho: "You will be using them every day. Remember that."

Mai: "I understand. Still, this place is very spacious."

Using a piece of paper and a brush that Kicho gave me, I jotted down the floor plan of the building.

(This is the kitchen, and this is the room I was shown earlier.)

(From there, down the hallway, near the doorway, is the guest room, and further back is the hall.)

Mai: "Oh..."

(I need to put some ink on this.)

(Using a brush as a writing tool is pretty inconvenient.)

I dipped the tip of the brush into a small portable inkstone and slid the brush onto the paper again while Kicho stared at me as I repeated this several times.

Mai: "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Kicho: "It's okay. Have you never used a brush that much?"

Mai: "Yes. I've been in that kind of environment all my life."

Mai: "If only there was a brush that never ran out of ink, it would be useful in this situation."

Kicho: "You're right. If I had a ballpoint pen right now, I'd lend it to you."

(What?)

My hand stopped after hearing something unexpected.

(What did he just say?)

I was wondering if I should mention it, but before I could, he spoke up.

Kicho: "By the way, Mai."

Mai: "Y-Yes. What is it?"

Kicho: "Shojumaru told me earlier that you were cleaning up."

Kicho: "I already told you that you don't have to do anything today. Why were you wandering around the building?"

Mai: "That's..."

Mai: "I was rude to you earlier. I didn't want you to fire me, so I decided to help."

Kicho: "You already said that earlier. Does it bother you that much?"

Mai: "Yes. If I get kicked out on my first day, I don't know how to face everyone back home."

Mai: "Well, going home might not be the right way to describe it."

Kicho: "..............."

Kicho nodded a little, perhaps satisfied with my response, and started walking down the hallway again.

I took it as a sign that the tour was back on track and followed him.

When we reached the end of the second floor without any particular conversation, he stopped.

Kicho: "The second floor is basically used for guests, document storage, etc."

Kicho: "I'll skip this part since you won't be using it much, but just keep this in mind."

Mai: "Okay. What about this room?"

Kicho: "This is my room. Never enter it for any reason."

With that, he put the key into the door’s keyhole and turned it firmly.

Kicho: "Wait here for a moment."

(So this is his room. There are no guards, but it's always locked.)

(I bet there are tons of important things in there.)

(I'm curious, but I can't get near it.)

Is it because of the lock or my feelings?

The door, supposed to be only one wooden board, looked like a thick iron plate, keeping me away.

I patiently waited as I was told, hearing only small noises, until Kicho came out of the room holding a small wooden box.

Kicho: "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Mai: "No, it's okay. What's that?"

Kicho: "It's called perfume. It's a fragrance you can put on yourself by spraying the liquid inside."

Kicho: "I prepared it as a gift for you."

(Perfume, huh?)

(This must be expensive in this era. So why the hell would he give me this?)

He didn't even comment on my surprised expression as he handed me the box, which I opened at his urging gaze.

Mai: "Oh..."

Immediately, an elegant and distinctive sweet aroma wafted through the air.

Kicho: "It's an item made abroad. In some places, the fragrance is considered part of one's appearance."

Kicho: "It's important to make a good impression, so I always order everyone to wear this when dealing with VIPs."

(It's amazing they made this thing at this time.)

Mai: "Thank you. I appreciate it."

Kicho: "Yeah. Well, this is the end of the tour."

Kicho: "This time, you can rest in your room."

Kicho only said that and walked away in response to the voice of his subordinate who called him.

That evening

After eating my dinner, I returned to my room and lay on the futon.

Mai: *sigh*

Mai: "Finally, it's night."

I didn't know how this day would end, but I'm glad I completed my first day as a spy.

(Meeting Shojumaru and learning about the layout of this place was nice.)

(Although I think Kicho has become even more mysterious.)

------------Flashback------------

Mai: "If only there was a brush that never ran out of ink, it would be useful in this situation."

Kicho: "You're right. If I had a ballpoint pen right now, I'd lend it to you."

---------Flashback Ends---------

(I'm pretty sure I heard him say "ballpoint pen" at that time.)

(But there's no way he could've known that.)

I gently took out the handkerchief I tucked away in my pocket.

I left my bag and other stuff behind to avoid suspicions, but somehow I felt uneasy about that, so I brought this one thing.

Unlike the towels of this era, this handkerchief has a pleasantly fluffy feel to it.

(I probably just imagined it because I was feeling nostalgic.)

Mai: "I need to pull myself together."

I said it aloud to encourage myself and sat up, reaching for the small perfume Kicho gave me.

The slightly cloudy-colored glass bottle with a unique design showed it had crossed a distant sea to get here.

(I feel like I don't fit in here.)

When I took the lid off and lightly dabbed it on my handkerchief一

Clack!

Mai: "-----!"

I opened the door a little to peek at the end of the dimly lit corridor and saw a white cloth with a fuzzy outline fluttering.

(Kicho? What's he doing here at this hour?)

(I might be able to get some information. I need to follow him!)

Mai: "H-Huh?"

I followed Kicho, keeping my distance, as he walked out of the building and toward the town.

(Damn it, I lost him.)

(Anyway, I should go home一Hm?)

(I think I just heard something.)

I listened carefully and heard voices talking from around the corner.

Man's voice 1: "Three Matchlocks. I'll pay you in advance."

Man's voice 2: "Yeah, okay. Then, tomorrow morning."

(Matchlock? Wait, that's a type of gun!)

(So, they're talking about weapons?)

I tried to step toward the voices to listen a little more carefully, but一

???: "Mai."

Mai: "Mhmp!?"

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favorite time: day / night

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drink: tea / coffee / water / juice / alcohol / milk / soda

transport: on foot / automobile / wagon / aircraft / boat / carriage / animal / spacecraft / taxi / skateboard / bus / subway / bike / sleigh

clothing: t-shirt / blouse / henley / smock / polo / turtleneck / flannel / gown / sleeveless / kimono / tunic / waistcoat / tank top / tube top / vest / jersey / karategi / tuxedo / dress / western / jeans / trousers / shorts / bell bottoms / overalls / breeches / skirts / cargo pants / tutu / sweatpants / leggings / coveralls / shorts / capris / tights / pinstripes

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footwear: none / socks / stockings / combat boots / shoes / platforms / sneakers / pumps / sandals / moccasins / flip-flops / stilettos / ballet shoes / galoshes / high-tops / boots / c*nverse / cleats

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Ok guys I need y’all to hear me out on this one. Lottie wears a Free People “Raveena” velvet and lace duster. In the bottom right photo the Variety interview says the duster is from “Style Park 1” but when I looked I found nothing remotely close on their Etsy. I did however find a kimono Lottie wears in 02x08 (the one from yesterday’s post). The bottom left photo is from earlier in the article and they name drop the brand Free People but it’s never mentioned again (so no other item is attributed to the brand). I think it was probably a mistake, making the item I found the correct one as the article just got things mixed up.

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