#Leather Drawstring Pants

[womenofwrestlingfashion]

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[technicallymagicalcycle]

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[katsu28]

lucky charm

pairing: lando norris x reader

summary: lando finds comfort in your presence as doubt starts to creep in before a race (2k)

warnings: minimal swearing

a/n: hi i know i'm still super new here and i'm not even sure if i'm actually going to start writing rpf but i think about this motherfucker 24/7 now and this came to me in a dream <3 let's ignore the actual way he got his ring necklace okay? okay!

“No one saw you come in, right?” 

Lando let the door close behind him gently, a total opposite to the quickest few steps you’d ever seen him take across the small driver’s room, and he leaned over to kiss you, hard. 

You let out a squeak of surprise at the force of it, but had no hesitation in kissing him back as soon as your body caught up with your brain, arms looping around his neck to bring him down and closer to you.

Lando’s knees hit the cushions on either side of you, hands doing the same on the leather backrest, clumsy as all hell but twice as determined not to let his mouth leave yours. 

Your fingers knocked the McLaren cap right off his head as they moved into his hair, clutching at his chocolate curls on instinct like you’d done so many times before. But never here, never before one of Lando’s races, and certainly never at the risk of being caught by anyone in the facility at any given moment. 

It didn’t seem to matter to Lando, though, with the way he was kissing you like he was parched and you were the only thing that could quench his thirst. 

But given the rather frantic series of texts you’d received from him that got you here in the first place, you weren’t at all too surprised. You knew how nervous Lando got before races, and if there was something you could do, you’d never hesitate to be there for him. Especially since you were able to make it to this one. 

“Yeah,” He mumbled between kisses, panting against your lips. Somehow he’d managed to switch positions so he was the one on the sofa now and you were sitting on his lap, straddling his hips as you continued your rather sloppy makeout session. “Yeah, yeah, we’re good. ‘M sneaky like that.” 

“Had a lot of practice at this, have you?” 

“No!” It was almost comical how fast he pulled away from you to blurt out his answer. “No, not at all. I don’t know why I said that, I—” 

“I was just kidding, bub.” You chuckled, smoothing the pad of your thumb across his kiss-swollen bottom lip fondly. Lando grinned sheepishly, giving your waist a playful little pinch. You’d never get over the way he looked at you, like you were the only other person to exist in the world—especially when he was under you like this, and especially with those eyes. His baby cow eyes, you always called them. 

Even so, Lando was extremely tense, you could tell. He tended to get very in his head before races, probably why he asked you to come meet him so close to the green flag, to help him quell his nerves a little. He always said you helped him more than anything else ever could. 

“I have something for you.” You said softly. 

“Oh yeah? And what’s that?” He leaned back against the cushion, happily accepting the chaste kiss you pressed to his lips before you bounced off his lap and over to where your bag was sitting. 

You rummaged around in it for a few moments until you found what you were looking for, a triumphant grin on your face as you made your way back over to an intrigued Lando. This time you settled next to him, throwing your legs across his lap. His hand came to rest on your knee immediately. 

“Open it.” You urged, pressing the small black bag into his waiting palm. He undid the drawstring carefully, beaming even before he got a look at what was inside. That smile only grew bigger as he poured the contents of the bag into his hand. 

A thin silver chain, joined together at the ends with two interlocking rings, sleek and silver just like the rest of the necklace. Upon closer inspection, he saw numbers etched into the inside of each one. One of them, Lando recognized instantly as the date of your anniversary. The other looked like a set of coordinates, but he wasn’t too great at geography, so he looked to you for an explanation. 

“The place we first met.” 

“You looked up the coordinates of that tiny little restaurant? Nerd.” He chuckled, artfully dodging the swat you aimed his way at his teasing remark.

“It could be, like, your new lucky charm or something.” You shrugged, watching him turn the rings around carefully between his fingers. 

Lando glanced up, bumping your shoulder with his gently. “I’ve already got one.”

“You do?”

“Yeah. It’s you.” 

“Me?” 

“I like knowing you’re watching me. Even though I can’t see you, or even if you’re not here, knowing I’ve got you cheering me on from wherever you are helps. I think it makes me a better driver.” 

“Lan, you’re already a great driver.. You don’t need me for you to know that.” 

“I know. I just—it keeps me focused. To know you’re there.” He said softly, giving your hand a tight squeeze. “And now with this, I can have a piece of you with me whenever. Here, help me put it on.” 

“You can’t wear it under your suit, Lando, even I know that.”

“Alright, well, I’ll figure it out later. C’mon, put it on me.” Lando leaned forward, giving you space to bring the chain up over his head and around his neck. He even managed to sneak in another kiss whilst you followed the silver down to where the rings rested just below his collarbones. Your fingers stroked at the warm skin there, the cold of the metal contrasting.

“It looks good on you.” 

Lando melted like a popsicle on a hot summer day under your touch, smiling so big at you that you could hardly believe this was the same boy who had other drivers trembling in their fireproofs. He hoisted you back into his lap effortlessly, nosing at your pulse point a bit before smacking a kiss to your cheek when you wrapped your arm around his shoulders. “You look good on me.” 

“That was so bad. Like, really bad. I get why they call you Lando Norizz now.” 

“What?! Bad? That was so fucking smooth!” He huffed, going from looking completely smitten to entirely offended. “And I happen to have lots of rizz, thank you very much. I practically ooze rizz, love.” 

“I take it back.” You replied solemnly, patting Lando’s cheek. “That was worse.” 

“You’re so mean to me. I don’t know why I even put up with this harassment!” 

“Always so dramatic, you.” 

“I’ve got to be! How else would I be able to withstand this abuse?” 

You scoffed playfully and moved to climb off him, opting to keep a safe enough distance away so you wouldn’t be tempted to kiss him stupid. Then he’d really be late. “Don’t you have a race to prepare for, driver boy?” 

“I am,” He said earnestly, tucking his hands behind his head. You arched a skeptical brow, hands propped on your hips. 

“By hiding out in here with me?” 

“You know what they say—calm the mind, and the body will follow.” 

“I’ve literally never heard anyone say that.” 

“Well maybe people should start!” 

You huffed out an amused chuckle, crossing your arms. “Are you ready?” 

A sudden silence  blanketed the tiny room, Lando’s non response giving you all you needed to know. 

He reached out for you with a pout that you’d never been quite able to resist, fingers beckoning you back over longingly, like you were too far away for his liking. You gave in almost immediately despite previously wanting to give him space, trudging over with an overexaggerated roll of your eyes and letting yourself be pulled back onto his lap yet again. 

“I’ll be alright.” He answered finally, taking your hand in his. He fiddled with your fingers, tracing along each digit languidly and then circling his thumb over your palm—once, twice, a third time. 

This, something you’d learned quite early on in your relationship with Lando, was one of his many versions of self-soothing. The repetition of his actions proved rather calming to him, and it certainly helped that he got to feel your skin against his. 

His brows drew together in thought, furrowed and tense until you pushed your thumb into the wrinkle between them, smoothing out the scrunch. He wrapped his fingers around your wrist loosely. 

“You’re gonna do great, you know.” You insisted. 

He offered you as good of a smile as he could muster. “Yeah. I know.”  

“You’re gonna do your best, and whatever happens, you’ve got so many people who’ll be proud of you no matter what.”

“I don’t know if it’s enough.” Lando blurted, scratching at a patch on his suit. “I’ve been racing for years, and I still have no wins to show for it. It’s not fair to my team, it’s not fair to the fans. It’s not fair to you. You shouldn’t have to have a boyfriend who can’t fucking drive for shit.” 

“Lando, I’m not with you because of your job.” You said shortly, pressing your lips into a thin, unamused line. “And quite frankly, I feel hurt that you could even think I was.” 

Lando was quick to soothe, shaking his head frantically. He took both your hands in his, squeezing. “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m sorry, it’s just—I get in my head a lot. And I start to overthink, and shit comes out of my mouth that I don’t mean. I know you’re not like that, I do. I’m sorry.” 

You softened, sighing. “You could never win a race, ever, and I'd still love you all the same.”

He snorted. “Well, I’d like to win one at some point.” 

“What I meant was, I can’t speak for everyone else, but my pride for you has nothing to do with how well you do on the track, my love.” 

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah. I’m proud of you because you’re you. You’re kind and you work hard, and you try your best at everything you do. Even if the outcome isn’t what you expected, you keep at it. You keep going. That’s one of the reasons why I love you, that’s why I’m so proud of you.” 

“I’m stupid.” He groaned, tipping his head back against the couch cushions. You simply made a noise of agreement. “You’re too good to me. I love you.”

“I love you too. Now, you really need to go back to the garage. I’m sure Oscar’s sent out a search party for you at this point.” You said firmly, giving his chest a sharp poke. Lando groaned again but made to get up, shifting your legs off him so he could climb to his feet. 

“Fine. Just kick me out of my own room, why don’t you?” He huffed dramatically, swiping his hat off the floor and jamming it back over his hair. You aimed a fake kick towards him, stifling a giggle when he caught your foot and pretended to undo your laces. “Kiss?” 

“You need to leave, Lando,” You whined, batting him away gently. “I refuse to be the reason you’re late.” 

“One more. Just one more for good luck and I promise I’ll leave.” He insisted, expression pleading. You grumbled something unintelligible, reaching up begrudgingly to bring him down for one last kiss. 

Lando smiled against your lips, snaking a hand around the back of your neck to keep you in place a few beats longer than you intended. You practically had to unstick yourself from him, giving him a little shove towards the door so he’d actually leave. 

Immediately, he whirled around. “Wait, wait—”

“Lando! Go!” 

“No, no, hold on, it’s important.” He slipped his newfound chain over his head, rubbing his thumb over both rings before holding it out towards you. “Keep this safe for me?” He asked earnestly, pressing the necklace into your hands. “Can’t have my lucky charm getting lost already, can I?” 

“Give ‘em hell, number four.” You smiled, donning the necklace yourself. He beamed, blowing you a kiss as he backpedaled down the hall. "Number four on the track, number one in my heart!"

You could hear his infectious laughter echoing even as he retreated around the corner.

Lando would be fine. And if he wasn’t, he’d bounce back, like he always did. And you’d be there to support him every step of the way, like you always were. 

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[kisavatore]

Goth/alt cc finds part 2-Tops & Bottoms

*some of the tops in cas

Tops [Part 2]

Haphe Corset | Distressed Days Collection Top | Base T-shirt | Ariel Corset Elizabeth Set Corset | Raven Corset | Gothic Cut Out Top | Demon Top Lush Corset | Claudia Top | Luly Top | Shaina Top | Velvet Ropes Top JaYoung Top | Alter Ego Top | Remember Forever Blouse | Lace Top Bodysuit | Lace-up Bodysuit | Sun & Moon Top | Psycho Lace Blouse Nightwalker Top | Mesh Crop Top | Y2k Corset | her.top | Drawstring Top Strike sweater | Metalika Top | Buckle Shirt | Bats Top | Roxi Crop Top

Bottoms

Leather Pants | Morgan Skirt | Scarlett Pants | Taylor Skirt | Marian Pants Lacuna Jeans | Tartan skirt | Latex Pants | Padlock Skirt | Pleated Skirt Samara Set Skirt | Jeans Michael Pants | Jeans shorts | Esther Skirt Crust Pank Pants | Dusk Diva Pants | andrea skirt | Butterfly chain with skirt Eloise Skirt | Pandora Skirt | Cross Velvet Skirt | Drive Pants | Death Pants Riot Pants | Silence Speaks Pants | Demolition Skirt | Desire Skirt Yanzo Belted Skirt | Leggings | Emo Jeans | Mini Shorts | Nina Skirt w/Jeans jaz pants | Violet Skirt | Ruffle Skirt | Pleated Skirt | Demon Pants | Skirt w/chain

PT.1 | PT.2 | PT.3 | PT.4

[astrallytadpoled]

Companion Underwear Tier List

Do you know how hard it was to put this together? Did I at any point think I'd be sitting here overthinking underpants? No. Never. I hope all my teachers are proud of me!

Underwear was assessed based on FOUR criteria: sex appeal, description, bulge/clam protection, and bondage appeal.

Are you ready for the break down? Of course you are.

More under the cut!

First up, Lae'zel.

Sex appeal: That is quite the sexy underwear. It being leather means everything is swampy down there, though. BUT that would be a perk for some of you heathens. 9/10 Description: Built for function rather than fun. What? Have you SEEN that thing? Imagine the wedgies you get trying to fight in it! 6/10 Bulge/clam protection: It covers the most important bits, and it's leather, but enough is uncovered that a direct groin hit would hurt 6/10 Bondage Appeal: Leather? Straps? Tie me up, mommy. 10/10 FINAL SCORE: 31/40, or 78% or C

Shadowheart:

Sex appeal: They're a nicely made matching set of underwear 8/10 Description: If pants could brood… Absolutely fucking hilarious 10/10 Bulge/clam protection: Material seems weak, and it doesn't provide good coverage 6/10 Bondage appeal: Pretty generic mildly sexy underwear with a bit of an edge. 7/10 FINAL SCORE: 31/50 or 77% or C

Astarion:

Sex appeal: It's Astarion I'd be eaten alive if I don't give this a 10/10 Description: Embroidered into the cloth: 'If you're reading this, you managed to bed or behead me. Either way, you got lucky.' Made me laugh out loud irl, so 10/10. Bonus 5 points since he embroidered them himself (effort wins points from me ok) Bulge/clam protection: Look it's cloth. No protection there. And it shows his butt wrinkles (+2 for butt wrinkles) 6/10 Bondage appeal: Generic tighty-not-whities do with them what you will. 6/10 FINAL SCORE: 37/40 or 92% or A

Gale:

Sex appeal: Sorry, Gale. That waist. 7/10 Description: Energy crackles around these. Gale wouldn't… Surely he didn't enchant his… Description? Funny. 10/10. But one has to wonder what sort of enchantment he went for. Prestidigitation? Or some sort of temperature control? A smart man would go for prestidigitation. Extra 7 points for the enchantment. Bulge/clam protection: It's cloth, but he's got good coverage going AND they're magic9/10 Bondage appeal: Who likes shorts? Are shorts bondage-able? 3/10 FINAL SCORE: 36/40 or 90% or A

Wyll

Sex appeal: Bonus for cut, but I gotta ding you for the drawstring. Sorry, Wyll. 6/10 Description: Long may these gird the Blade of Frontiers. Yes, yes, we know. You're the Blade of Frontiers. Makes it sound they're his only pair of underpants, too! 5/10 Bulge/clam protection: It's cloth. Do you think Mizora protects his bulge in any way? I doubt it. 3/10 Bondage appeal: They're white underpants. 2/10 FINAL SCORE: 16/40 or 40% or D

Karlach

Sex appeal: It's Karlach, she's by default hot. Look at the cut! The straps! 9/10 Description: How do these not burn off? THAT IS A GOOD QUESTION, GAME, and now I'm wondering too. 9/10 Bulge/clam protection: Coverage is not that great BUT, they can take the heat. They should probably grant some sort of fire immunity or something. Larian, fix this. 8/10 Bondage appeal: They look pretty bondage-y, but also Mama K. 7/10 FINAL SCORE: 33/40 or 82% or B

Halsin

Sex appeal: To be honest it looks like he's wearing something a size too small, Halsin, hun, give your crotch room to breathe. 6/10 Description: Why does it smell like a herb garden? So at least we know he keeps it clean? Unless HE smells like a herb garden… have you considered that? 10/10 Bulge/clam protection: Keeping everything close and tight to minimize damage. Genius. 9/10 Bondage appeal: They can be worked into bondage easily. Halsin provides the vines. 10/10 FINAL SCORE: 35/40 or 87% or B

Jaheira

Sex appeal: The mesh-y vest-y look on the bra, hello? 9/10 Description: Embroidered with little ducks. ….WAIT A MINUTE is that why Halsin likes ducks?! 10/10 Bulge/clam protection: Not very protective, but she goes cougar mode anyway (yes I know it's a panther, I just need that joke in there) 8/10 Bondage appeal: They can be worked into bondage easily. But she's got to be in charge. 9/10 FINAL SCORE: 36/40 or 90% or A

Minsc

Sex appeal: It is Minsc 10/10 Description: Tight, aerodynamic, and built for maximum breathability. Humidity is no friend to hamsters. MINSC PLEASE DO NOT PUT HAMSTERS IN YOUR UNDERPANTS. THINK OF LEMMIWINKS 1/10 Bulge/clam protection: No protection, the hamster is a liability 2/10 Bondage appeal: Lemmiwinks 1/10 FINAL SCORE: 14/40 or 35% or F

Minthara

Sex appeal: It is Minthara 15/10 Description: Woven with as much toughened cobweb as cloth. It is an evocative mental image 10/10 Bulge/clam protection: Spidersilk stronk, but coverage could be better 7/10 Bondage appeal: It is Minthara 10/10 FINAL SCORE: 42/40 or 105% or S

[illubean]

Nasty Dog!

Characters: Toji Fushiguro Type: Oneshot, Smut, Gn!Reader

no thoughts, head empty, just Toji

Warnings: NSFW reader discretion advised, kinda gross (probably really gross tbh), blowjob, face fucking, sniffing i guess, facial, cum eating and yeah I said it was gross

It wasn't hard to get Toji right where you wanted him. Especially when he comes home tired from a job or the gym.

And god, did you love it when he came home all sweaty.

So maybe he should've expected it when you pounced on him the minute he came through the front door of your shared apartment, quickly dragging him into the living room and shoving him onto your little leather couch.

You settled yourself on the floor between his legs, making quick work on the drawstring of his pants.

"Missed you s'much Toji," you slur, shimmying his pants and boxers down in order to free his girthy cock. You lick a long stripe down the side of it, planting a soft kiss at his base before repositioning yourself to press your nose against the underside of his shaft. You took in the scent of his post-workout musk, enjoying the stench as your thighs rubbed together.

Wasting no time, you move back up to take his cock down your throat until your nose rested against the softness of his happy trail. You bobbed yourself along his length, lidded eyes looking up at the man while his hand rested atop your head.

"My god, baby, I haven't even showered yet."

You hum contently around him, not caring much about his statement. You continued to throat him, slurping up any spit that tried to escape out the corners of your lips.

Toji let out some breathy curses before gripping your head with both hands, holding you steady as he begun to thrust up into you. A few gargled noises came from you, eye's rolling back at the feeling of him bullying himself down your throat.

"Fuck, you like that? You like it when I fuck your face like this?"

All you could do was whine in response, enjoying his rough treatment a lot more than you probably should. After a while, Toji pulled you off of him with one hand gripping your hair. He left your lips with a lewd pop as you gasped. He held your head back with one hand while the other jerked himself off over your face. You stuck your tongue out, looking up into his green eyes.

Seeing you like this caused Toji to let out a loud groan as he came, painting your face white with his load. You closed your eyes, moaning at the warm feeling of his cum landing on your face in spurts, collecting what you could on your tongue. Toji's chest heaved as he came down from his high, only for his body to tense up again at the feeling of your mouth latched on to his heavy balls.

"More. I wan' more," you mumbled, tongue swirling around them shamelessly. One hand steadied him while the other stroked along his shaft, causing his tip to twitch. This continued for a while until you could tell his second climax of the night was coming. You continued to jerk him, mouth now moving to suck around his tip like a straw, determined to swallow his release this time.

"Shit, doll, I'm gonna-"

Toji cut himself off with a grunt as he came for the second time that night, watching your cheeks swell with his spend as he emptied his balls inside you. You swallowed what you could while some dribbled down your chin. You pulled off of him, smearing his cock across your face a couple times before crawling up his body and settling yourself in his lap.

Toji's hands found rest on the sides of your hips while you used your pointer finger to gather the cum that was still dripping down your face. You swiped it on to your tongue before leaning in to give him a sloppy kiss, shoving your tongue in his mouth and forcing him to taste himself. He pulled away from you with a pant, head lolling back to rest on the back of the couch.

"You're fucking nasty, you know that?"

You giggle, resting your messy face atop his shoulder before planting soft kisses on the side of his neck.

"Love you too, Toj"

[bebemoon]

look for the name JANIK (requested by @janikc) | miu miu oversized pullover sweater (a/w 1997), goa khaki cargo pants w/ ankle drawstrings to adjust length, dirk bikkembergs brown leather hole boots (c. 1998), hanae mori "hm" eau de parfum (lemon, lavender, jasmine, tonka bean, vanilla, woody notes), alexander wang beige leather hobo zipper bag

[hassians-sernuk-boyfriend]

okay so we know, canonically, that they don't have rubber and presumably plastic either in palia. if you look at the soles of the character's shoes, they're leather coated and presumably wooden heeled.

so without polymer technology there's a few things they hit limitations on that I keep rolling around in my head.

medical care - anything that needs sterile work becomes a lot harder. presumably this is compensated for by Weird Magic Shit but it still makes a lot of surgeries a lot more dangerous

elastics - everyone's clothing has to be done up with drawstrings, buttons, etc. tight fitting clothes has to be tailored, and tailoring only lasts a short time before bodyshapes shift, generally

no cooking gloves, so food is only as clean as the chef (reth)

Humans show up in full modern clothing, rubber soles and tight pants included. this makes them the only way to get an extremely useful resource. consider: spawn camping??

beeswax and tallow presumably are very relevant, then. I aggressively want to see more beehives

[harveyguilleniconodelamoda]

Autumn Art Walk

Harvey recently spent a day at the Guggenheim Museum in Bilbao in this fantastic outfit combining a sheer watercolor shirt, chocolate zip-up wool blend jacket from Zara, olive drab drawstring chino pants tucked into black Gucci combat boots, his signature sunglasses, and a black wool beret.

Achieving Visual Balance

This is such a great study of how thoughtful styling can take casual, comfy pieces and elevate them into something that looks ultra-cool and put together in a way the pieces might not on their own. This outfit achieves balance in three key ways:

Color: The thoughtful combination of soft late autumnal colors reflect and complement one another. The greens of the shirt tie into the green of the pants, and the black beret and black boots join with the hints of black in the shirt and the drawstring of the pants to create a throughline in the outfit's color scheme. The brown jacket contrasts to all without fighting with or overpowering. Rather, it makes the greens in the shirt really pop, and remains in harmony with the more muted green of the pants.

Texture: The thicker jacket material contrasts sharply with the thinner, less structured sheer material of the shirt in a way that's pleasing to the eye. The more structured wool material of the hat and the solidity of the leather boots balance out the softer texture of the pants, not so much dressing them up as edging them up.

Silhouette: The blockier, broad-shouldered shape of the jacket is contrasted by the tapered line of the tucked-in pants, creating a nicely balanced overall silhouette.

Balance vs. Symmetry

Some people think balance always means creating a reflection across a vertical or horizontal line: make the silhouette a square, rectangle, oval, or an hourglass. But that isn't balance, it's symmetry, and the two are not the same.

Organic life tends not to be perfectly symmetrical, and there have long been fashion trends that intentionally sought to disrupt the appearance of too much symmetry in favor of creating a visual effect that feels more lively and authentic.

Think one razored eyebrow, split-dyed hair, color blocking, or the many fashion trends that seek to create the appearance of super long legs, super short torsos, or silhouettes that resemble triangles rather than squares or hourglasses. If you find your outfits feeling boring, try to create balance, not symmetry!

Even the combination of mass market and designer items in one outfit speaks to the theme of balance, as does the inclusion of older pieces we've seen on Harvey many times with a brand-new jacket from his recent travels.

Affordable Options

The Zara jacket is pricey at $250, but Macy's has a similar one on sale for $49.99 that comes in sizes up to 2XL (50-inch chest). There's also this option from ASOS for $84.99, sizes up to 2XL (48-inch chest).

You can find wool or wool blend berets in a lot of stores this time of year (I highly recommend checking ThredUp!), but I like this one from Nordstrom for $29.99.

These loose tech cargo pants from Old Navy come in sizes up to 4XL (54-inch waist) and retail for $49.99 (currently on sale for 50% off!).

I have a whole post on lace-up combat boots! But these Madden Girl lace-up combat boots are currently on sale for $34.50 and come in sizes up to 11M.

I think I'm gonna do a whole separate post on mesh tops, because Harvey wears a lot of them, they're gorgeous, and it's hard to find nice ones for plus sizes that don't make you want to claw your skin off. I'm also still working on a sunglasses post, so stay tuned for that!

[justpostsyeet]

Mîr Vin Universe: Origins

Ch 2 : Bag, the living guardian

Círdan, with ancient wisdom etched in his gaze, observed the woman Glorfindel had brought back. Although physically unharmed, her presence emitted an aura of profound strength that caught the perceptive eyes of the Elven lord. Gazing upon her, Círdan felt as though he couldn't see through her being as if she was not an edain but something more powerful. Her aura, however, held a uniqueness that defied easy classification. It lacked the overpowering resonance of the Valar or the majestic presence of the Maiar. Instead, it exuded an enigmatic and tranquil quality. Like peering into a dark abyss that bore no hint of fear, her aura seemed to carry an aura of serenity, wrapping her in an intriguing veil of mystery. Círdan, attuned to the subtle energies of Middle-earth, found himself captivated by this unexpected visitor and the enigma she brought to the tranquil haven of the Grey Havens. Their visitor seemed to be in a deep slumber. He asked his servants to undressed her and clean her. Then bring all of her belonging to the court hall so, he could observe the threat.

He knew that she couldn't be a threat something in his heart told too but he knew heart couldn't be trusted. Celebrimbor has told him that his heart tells him to trust Annatar and Círdan knows the result all too well to let himself get caught in it. He went to court hall were he had called few of his closest so nobody gets to alarmed and take rash decision. They were all waiting for them and when he told them his thoughts they seemed to agree with him. The woman seem nonthreating but that doesn't mean she can be trusted. Many of them doesn't seem to agree with the peaceful aura that Círdan felt while trying to look through her. All of them, even Glorfindel and Nestor seemed to agree that all they felt was a void when they tried looking into her but Círdan felt this pull like this was some peace that he had felt before. As time stood still,they all patiently waited was the arrival of the servants .

In the private chamber were the stranger visitor rested, Head Servants Neion and Fearon was given the task of undressing and dressing the mysterious woman. Neion and Fearon meticulously carried out the task unfolding the layers of her intriguing attire. As they peeled away the cotton tunic and broad pants, the richness of the fabric and the exquisite patterns, not woven but painted with expensive dyes, hinted at a wealth unfamiliar to the elves.

The waistband, lacking a drawstring, revealed a remarkable elasticity that gently cinched at her waist without discomfort. Even her undergarments, dyed with opulent hues, displayed a level of affluence that went beyond mere pretense. The small undergarments, with cups and elastic strings, suggested a design meant to enhance rather than compromise her features, and the intricate hook at the back hinted at the need for assistance in donning such garments. From head to toe, every detail spoke of opulence. Metallic strips and elastic bands adorned her hair, matching those found on her undergarments and pants. Rings adorned her ears, made of both gold and other metals unfamiliar to the elves. A round gold object adorned her nose, and various finger rings, some gold, some not, adorned her hands. Unseen by elves before, she wore a band-like silver accessory on her ankles, embellished with small unknown gems. One if her wrist bore a strange object, round metallic box that was covered by glass to display what's inside it. The insides seemed to move in a rhythmical circle . The whole contraption was tied around her wrist with a small leather belt.

Her nails, initially mistaken for being naturally dark, revealed themselves to be meticulously painted in a deep color. Her face displayed remnants of makeup, and her lush, well-cared-for hair cascaded down, framing a countenance that exuded both health and refinement. In this careful inspection, the elves found themselves face to face with a being whose appearance bespoke not just elegance but a powerful status. As they cleaned her delicate skin they noticed that her strength was that of a delicate princess. They couldn't fathom why this woman was suddenly found in the forest.

They bought her clothes and other belongings the court hall. As the elves delved into the mysterious woman's belongings, their initial intent to find potential harm transformed into an intriguing exploration of unfamiliar artifacts. Her pouch were extremely sturdy and was hard to open. Fearon politely told the reason for her failure to open the bag,"Her bags are unlike any we've encountered. No strings, no hooks. Instead, a magical closure with tiny teeth-like objects covering the edge."

Glorfindel, the ever curious one started pulling the things till he found a way to open bag. After a few moments, he happily declared "Look at this small contraption. When moved forward, it closes the teeth and binds them together. Move it backward, and the teeth open, revealing the container inside." Gildor exclaimed."Ingenious! A method of securing belongings with a mere motion. The craftsmanship is exceptional. Lore master Lumion, have you seen such enchantments before?"

Lumion was equally intrigued by the contraption. He himself opened and closed the bag several time before he said, "This is a fascinating mechanism. No strings, no clasps. It appears to be a combination of magic and intricate design. A security unlike our conventional methods." Círdan quipped, "The simplicity and effectiveness of this closure speak volumes. She has mastered the art of containment in ways we never imagined."

Fearon unable to contain her excitement said, "Shall we attempt to open it, Lord Círdan? To understand the mechanism better and see what other wonders her bags might hold?"

Círdan, equally intrigued and excited managedto sound regal lord like "Proceed, Fearon. Uncover the secrets of this magical closure. It is yet another testament to the ingenuity of the woman from beyond our shores."

The woman's artifacts, with their enchanting designs, continued to unfold a narrative of a realm filled with magic and creativity, leaving the elves eager to discover more.The elves gathered around the woman's unusual bag, eyeing the magical closure with a mixture of curiosity and intrigue. They exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of how to manipulate the enigmatic mechanism. Fearon, with a keen eye for mechanisms, took the lead in attempting to unlock the secrets held within.

Fearon cautiously moved the small contraption forward, causing the tiny teeth to close tightly, sealing the bag. After a moment of careful consideration, she skillfully slid it backward, and to the elves' amazement, the teeth opened, revealing the contents within. A roar erupted

"Incredible! A simple sliding motion, and it opens like a flower blooming. The craftsmanship is extraordinary."

"Such a mechanism! It's as if the bag is alive, responding to our touch. Perhaps it's enchanted with a form of sentience."

"A living bag, you say? An interesting notion, Glorfindel. Lumion, what are your thoughts on this enchanting closure?"

Lumion cleared his throat signalling other to calm down."While the idea of a living bag is poetic, it is more likely a product of advanced craftsmanship and magic. A melding of art and functionality."

As they explored the contents within, the elves began to form various theories about the nature of the bag.

Gildor mused for a while and said."It could be a guardian, protecting the belongings within. Responding only to the touch of its rightful owner. What if it attacks if we touch the belongings inside the bag?"

Glorfindel was now equally concerned about the sudden attack from an unknown creature but he tried to be brave and wise. "A living bag, a guardian, or an extension of its owner—each theory holds a certain charm. Regardless, it is a testament to our own abilities and if this guardian knows that in our heart we don't posses to harm the belonging but merely look at it then it shall not harm us." As the elves contemplated the bag's mysteries, the enchanting closure continued to captivate their imagination, leaving them to ponder the depths of the magic woven into even the simplest aspects of the woman's belongings.

[dubljarnasims]

Bryce Hughes

Part of the 6th generation of my legacy, Bryce is married to Guadalupe Wenders. No CC included in the download - please see the list and links below.

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[yes-these-obsessions-are-healthy]

Fugging fugg it.

Silco x Genderfluid!Sex Worker Reader WIP

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Tell me, is there a specific impetus that determines whether you present as a boy or a girl?'

You glance up from the bowtie you're making with the drawstrings to your pants. His slender fingers, the fingers that were wrapped around your cock only minutes before, splay like a divided fan to frame his face. Two fingers the vertical span of his cheek, the others curled beneath his lower lip. Thoughtful as he studies you.

It is impossible to beat the feeling back--your chest flutters with something light. Gratified. That dangerous, dangerous thing that can lead people off a cliff and into hell if one isn't careful. That thing that you know he can *see* that you have strung between the both of you with an invisible cord, your heart to his eyes, his mouth. That *predictable* sentiment, the hollow, pathetic hunger for affirmation that is far more perilous to possess in the Undercity than recklessness, greed, or sheer stupidity.

He knows, and he sits, a spider balanced on a splay of silk you have woven for him. Enthusiastic, willing pawn that you are. A hint of interest, and you are running.

You wonder if he can read the conflict that roils in your heart, the survivalist’s battle with this embarrassingly predictable nature that plagues the scores of mensch that tread the earth of Runeterra. Brotherhood. Freedom. Power. Does he know how greatly you struggle to remain able in his presence, how small you are made to feel despite his trust in your capacity as a courier and a reconnaisseur?

An obedient peon when necessary, of course, always obedient, but a person yet still, an individual. He must see you struggle. Does it amuse him to see you endeavor not to unravel? Does he recognize your efforts, and how? A mark of hubris, or tenacity? A bug pinned under glass, or a child fumbling toward freedom.

'Or both.' Your tone is dry, bordering on sarcastic. You have faced this line of questioning countless times from people too stupid or too insincere to understand. But as soon as the words leave your lips, you regret them. This was not some alley drunk foreign to the concept of an engaging personality.

To your immediate relief, however, his chest hitches, the most imperceptible exhalation of air let through his nose. His eye flickers off to the side before returning to you. A finger taps his cheekbone. Amusing. ‘Or both.' He echoes.

'We've slept together quite a few times, and never once have you asked me such a thing. Why the sudden interest, sir?' You deliberately add the moniker out of habit, and self-preservation. Let it never be said that you *deliberately* mouthed off to *the* Silco. Post-sex murder is an anticlimactic way to go.

Another soft hum, the note round and warm in the middle. 'Idle curiosity.'

You raise an eyebrow. It's not that you don't believe him, but it's clear that there's more to it. You tell him as much. Politely, of course.

The thread of uncertainty fades. He seems receptive to your reporte today, or perhaps he thinks offering up his motivations will result in a reciprocity that he'd otherwise glean with subterfuge and verbal acrobatics. He pulls back from his desk and opens a drawer by his knee to retrieve a leather book, and beckons you over with a lift of his chin. You tighten the strings to your pants and do as he bids.

It's an almanac for this year. Odd thing for him to have, you think. He seemed more like a newspaper man. Splaying it open on the desk before him, he flicks to the section laying out the calendar months and slides it over to you while pointing at the month of April. If you recalled correctly, you started sleeping together around the end of that month...

At first you don't know what you're looking at. Certain days are marked with a single dot, all through the past few months. Blue, green, and red dots. It takes you a moment to parse out the data, but:

'You've been tracking my gender every time we've slept together?'

'I thought it..interesting. At first there seemed to be a pattern, but by July my working theory was in shambles.' He tilts his head to give you an appraising look. 'You are woefully inconsistent, boy.'

You can’t help it, you bark out a laugh.

He tsks, good eye narrowing in a baleful glare, yet his lips twisted in a way that betrayed his lack of genuine offense toward your outburst. 'I'm glad my confusion is so amusing to you.'

'Ahah, sorry, I just didn't expect this...' you gesture to the book, '..social studies project.' Without asking, you pick it up and run your finger over the neat printed columns. You glance over at him and find him fishing out another cigar from his humidor. Turning back, you shrug. 'You could've just asked.'

There is the familiar sound of the cutter. Snip. 'I believe this would fall more under 'psychiker medicine'.' The cutter lands on the desk with a metal clunk, and then the telltale click-and-flick of the lighter.

Your smile turns sly, and you lean forward, pressing your arms on either side of your chest to push what little flesh existed there into a tiny facsimile of cleavage. 'Would you like me to be a girl next time, daddy~?'

Rolling his eyes mid-inhale, Silco takes the cigar from his mouth and allows a waterfall of smoke to billow from his nose. He flits his occupied hand at your chest as if to say 'put those away'.

You playfully stick out your tongue, clipping it between your teeth, and give a little shimmy before straightening to resume getting dressed. You feel his gaze on your back as you round the desk to retrieve your shirt.

'It would behoove you to watch your cheek where I'm concerned, Darling.’

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Uh, these people liked a post I made a long time ago asking if anyone was interested in this idea so you quite literally asked for it.

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[akronuz]

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[winterpinetrees]

OC-tober Day 8: In Their Favorite Outfit

It’s my October prompt list and I get to make the rules (it’s not I did not make these prompts). Notes time.

Clay: He prefers dark colors and sturdy, breathable clothes. He doesn’t wear printed shirts, but he likes simple patterns. Clay’s favorite outfit is dark jeans, running shoes, and his leather jacket over a lightly patterned shirt. He’ll usually fold a bandana into a fancy pocket square and put that in the jacket, just in case he wants to hide his face.

Brian: He got a windbreaker from his baseball team, and likes that more than his actual varsity jacket. He’s not really into clothes. T-shirt and shorts type of guy. He’s probably the best of the three at applying makeup, a skill he acquired as a bit and from various girlfriends.

Sierra: Her workshop gear! Gray baggy cargo pants, a heavy-duty utility belt, steel-toed boots, and a dark blue sweatshirt with the drawstrings tucked in. When it isn’t a safety hazard, she wears copper wire around her wrists and a pair of blue headphones with stickers. She doesn’t like wearing tight clothes and always cuts out the tags.

Marin: He’s loyal to Sondaica emerald and gold. However, Marin has fallen in love with human printed shirts, especially the ones that are a little cliche. His favorite is a dark green one that says “not all who wander are lost”. Maybe if he wears it, that will make it true. He’ll wear sandals with socks if it’s cold. It’s more acceptable in the elven world I promise.

Ryn: When Ryn was a young prodigy, he’d seize any opportunity to walk around in just loose pants and lace-up boots to show off his Voyager tattoos. Now, he’d rather have a shirt on. Ryn likes bold designs, and still has a soft spot for the grids and map-inspired patterns of the Voyagers. This man would order the deaths of thousands while wearing a Hawaiian shirt if he could.

Ishtar: Ishtar’s favorite outfit is a long indigo robe with too many layers to fight in, and a decorative silver cover over her vambrace. She faintly remembers her mother wearing something similar.

Amedi: Ceremonial combat gear. High reinforced boots, detailed armor with the veins glowing red, red war paint and a helmet shaped like the head of a jackal. Can do killer makeup.

Esther: Her favorite outfit is a long skirt and blouse, like what a working woman might have worn a hundred years ago. Her favorite colors are cool jewel-tones, but she’s been trapped in Mercuralis indigo and Kebero rust for basically the rest of her life. Esther also prefers to tie her hair back.

[possibilistfanfiction]

Hi, may you please spare some advice on what casual, but also cool in a hot climate, clothing a baby butch could look into wearing that’s a bit fashionable and isn’t just a shirt and a cargo shorts?

whew first of all donate any & all cargo shorts immediately (pretend tan france is telling you that Urgently). i do understand finding shorts can be kind of weird depending on ur body shape bc men’s shorts are often bulky & long. i prefer a 5’ inseam, but you can go for a 7’ if that feels better. under No circumstances should ur shorts hit ur knees lol. madewell has some pretty good options (if you can find one that’s mens & womens in-store that’s the best). pacsun usually has some pretty chill options. for online shopping, bearbottom shorts is not too expensive & has a lot of colors in both 5’ & 7’ shorts. i really like the swim shorts both& just made (not sure if they’re sold out). get lighter colors in the summer if you want for shorts, & just… no khaki.

& i love a t-shirt, but it’s in how it’s worn. i don’t think it even needs to be an interesting t-shirt, but it should have a fit & pov that looks intentional. i like to get my t-shirts a size up & tuck them in, sometimes pair them with an overshirt. if i know i’m going to be SWEATING & i want to wear a tshirt, i’ll wear something looser & actually thicker cotton in either black or white. i’ve had top surgery so i can wear tanks without stress but if binding is a concern, both& has some great tanks for ppl who bind.

if you do want to be more dressed up than a short/t-shirt combo, the answer is & will always be linen. a short sleeved linen button up (from really anywhere you like that fits well — uniqlo has both men’s & women’s in many earthtones for under $50!) is The Key. put it on as an overshirt over your t-shirt or wear it buttoned halfway in a french tuck. i prefer to stay away from patterns & bright colors bc it can easily look a little zany, but do your thing there. i have a few pairs of linen pants i also love, especially for things like taking my wife on a date, or if it’s just a cool day/nighttime activity etc. literally just… linen button ups & linen pants, even drawstring pants! if you wanna ball out, theory makes my favorite linen pants, but oak + fort is a close second & much more affordable. everlane also has all of these pieces in mens & womens & is very high quality!

idk ur shoe situation but two great options are always birkenstocks (the rubber ones are under $50 & v comfortable) and/or all white low air force 1s. a good all white sneaker is a great starter sneaker & will always go with everything. i myself prefer dunk lows but u gotta rly be wanting to invest in some sneakers to do that lmao but if you are! they’re cool

lastly, small accessories go a long way! i have a few chains, a small hoop earring, a ring (& my wedding ring but lol i don’t think we can count that as an accessory), & then sunglasses i love. i have a Beautiful watch from my wife but literally just a watch w a normal watch face & a leather band is better than nothing or wearing a smart watch out when there’s quite literally no need lol. a good baseball cap, either plain black or from a cool brand (mine for this summer is aime leon dore) is both a nice addition & also practical. do not & i mean Do Not carry around a backpack unless u Absolutely have to lol. masc cross body bags or canvas totes are much better if u need a bag

also:

- you can find tons of overshirts thrifting or at outlets! since they don’t have to fit perfectly it can be a great place to look for them

- i live & die by a good pair of light wash denim in the summer. allsaints & madewell always have beautiful denim, but you can look at levi’s as well, or thrift!

- tailoring is not expensive!!!!!!!!! if u find pants u love that are too long, just get them hemmed! fr it’s like $10, everyone needs a good tailor

- never underestimate a good sweatshort/t-shirt/overshirt/birks moment to go get a cup of coffee or something… 10/10

- i have definitely not been in a place financially to do this in the past, so pls take this w a grain of salt & of course do what’s best for your budget, but higher quality, simple fabrics ethically made are ALWAYS going to be best. they’ll last longer & keep their fit. launder ur clothes carefully too! hang drying pants & heavy cotton will get their lifespan to extend. & it’s 100% cool to find brands u love & stick to them. if u find a piece u like, u can get it in a few colors, rather than trying to find a bunch of other stuff. quality > quantity, capsule wardrobes are easier to wear & maintain

- some ppl whose fashion i like rn: courtney williams, arike ogunbowale, shanice van de sanden. & sue bird knows how to wear a short/button up summer set with the best of them. kristen kish Obviously. (& also i love mal from the queer ultimatum lmfaoooo)

- wear whatever u want, just not cargo shorts :)

[villainsimpqueen]

QUEENS FANCLAN LORE: THE BARREN LAND ANCESTORS. PART 1.

This will be very, very long.....

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The Barren Land Ancestors Generations.

 Evorak - The First Generation of Barren Land Na'vi

Origin:

The Evorak emerged as descendants of the Mire’lok, a group of Na'vi who fled into the barren, ash-laden landscapes created by meteorite impacts. Unlike those who sought refuge in the toxic swamps, the Evorak journeyed into a new world plagued by perpetual darkness, where sand and ash storms raged endlessly. In these lands, corrupted animals, twisted by the effects of the meteorite's devastation, posed constant threats, driving the Evorak to rapidly adapt to survive in these desolate conditions. Over time, they became the first generation of Na'vi to evolve in the Barren Lands, laying the foundation for future generations.

Physical Traits:

- Reduced Stature: In the harsh and unpredictable landscape, the Evorak began to shrink in size. A smaller stature offered them greater agility and the ability to navigate through narrow spaces, which was crucial for survival in the dense, chaotic environment.

- Dull and Camouflaged Skin: The vibrant colors and patterns of their Mire’lok ancestors faded into muddy, dull hues. Their skin tones shifted to blend into the darkness of the ash and sandstorms, providing them with natural camouflage. Despite this change, they retained the ancestral snake-like patterns, though these patterns were more subtle and muted.

- Increased Body Mass:The Evorak developed thicker bodies with an increased ability to store fat and nutrients. Their tails, in particular, became vital storage organs, accumulating fat reserves that could sustain them through long periods without food or water. This adaptation was crucial in a land where resources were scarce.

- Enhanced Vision:The Evorak's eyes underwent significant changes, evolving stronger secondary eyelids to protect against the constant barrage of dust and sand. Their eyes also began to glow in hues of amber, orange, and faint red, allowing them to see clearly in the darkness of the storms. This adaptation not only helped them avoid predators but also ensured they could keep track of one another in the chaotic environment.

 Evorak Fashion Adaptations

Protective Cloaks:

- Thick, Full-Length Cloaks: The Evorak wear heavy cloaks that stretch from their hoods down to their feet, designed to protect them from the relentless sand and dust storms. These cloaks are made from tough, weather-resistant materials—likely the hides of resilient, corrupted animals they hunt. The cloaks are often reinforced with layers of treated leather, providing not only protection from the elements but also from the sharp, whipping winds and potential predators.

- Hoods: Their hoods are deep and wide, often extending forward to shield their faces from the stinging sand. The hoods may also have a drawstring or wrap feature to secure them tightly during the most intense storms, with some including a thin, transparent veil across the eyes for additional protection without obstructing vision.

Leather Wrappings:

- Skirts, Shorts, and Pants: Underneath their cloaks, the Evorak wear leather wrappings that cover their bodies in layers. These wrappings are fashioned into skirts, shorts, and pants, designed for flexibility and ease of movement. The leather is treated to be both breathable and durable, allowing them to withstand the abrasive environment.

- Arm and Leg Guards: Additional leather wrappings might be worn on their arms and legs, providing extra protection and warmth. These could be secured with laces or ties, making them adjustable and easy to remove when necessary.

Belts and Pouches:

- Utility Belts: The Evorak carries belts loaded with essential tools and resources. These belts are sturdy, with multiple compartments for storing food, water, and other rare valuables they might come across. The pouches are usually hidden beneath their cloaks to protect them from potential thieves and the harsh environment.

- Hidden Storage: Given the scarcity of resources, these belts are designed to be discreet, blending into the layers of their clothing. Some might even have secret pockets or compartments where particularly valuable items are concealed, ensuring that even in the most desperate situations, they have something to fall back on.

Resourcefulness and Practical Design:

- Function Over Form: The Evorak's clothing is purely functional, with every piece serving a vital purpose. Their garments are designed for survival, with an emphasis on durability, protection, and the ability to carry essential resources. This utilitarian approach reflects their harsh environment, where practicality is paramount, and any embellishment or unnecessary detail is a waste of valuable resources.

Mental Corruption: The "Kramok" Sickness

Origin and Spread:

- Genesis of Despair: As the Evorak adapted to the Barren Lands, their once peaceful existence in the Mire’lok lands became a distant memory. The constant struggle for survival, the unrelenting darkness, and the fear of the corrupted predators gnawed at their spirits. As the years passed, whispers began to spread among the Evorak that Ewya, their Great Mother, had turned her back on them, abandoning them to the desolate wasteland. In the depths of their despair, some Evorak started to believe in a new deity—**Kramok**—a twisted father figure born out of their suffering.

- Sickness of the Mind: This mental sickness, known as "Kramok," began as rumors among the Evorak, but it quickly took root in the hearts of those who were most vulnerable—those who had lost loved ones, those who had been scarred by battles with the corrupted creatures, and those who were haunted by the endless darkness. Kramok became a symbol of power in a world where they felt powerless, a false savior who promised relief from their suffering.

Symptoms and Behavior:

- Obsession and Worship: The first signs of the Kramok sickness were subtle—a shift in behavior, a darkening of the eyes, a growing obsession with the idea of Kramok as a father who would provide all they needed. Those afflicted by the sickness began to reject the teachings of Ewya, instead preaching the word of Kramok. They believed that by worshiping him, they would be granted power, sustenance, and protection from the horrors of the Barren Lands.

- Self-Mutilation: As the sickness progressed, the afflicted would carve strange, intricate symbols into their skin, believing these marks connected them to Kramok. This self-mutilation was seen as a form of devotion, a way to show their loyalty and to transcend the pain of their existence. The most extreme of these acts involved cutting their kurus—their neural queues—severing their connection to Ewya in a twisted ritual of self-sacrifice. They believed this act would purify them, cutting away the remnants of their old lives and allowing them to fully embrace the darkness.

- Coercion and Terror: Those who were fully consumed by the sickness did not remain isolated. They became zealous, attempting to convert the healthy and sane to their twisted beliefs. They used fear and coercion, spreading the idea that Ewya had abandoned the Evorak, and that only by worshiping Kramok could they survive. These corrupted Evorak were terrifying figures, often appearing in the night, their bodies scarred and marked with the symbols of their devotion, their eyes glowing with an unnatural light as they preached the word of Kramok.

Impact on the Evorak Society:

- Faith in Crisis: The rise of Kramok worship caused a profound crisis of faith among the Evorak. Many began to question whether Ewya truly still watched over them, or if they were truly alone in the darkness. This doubt made them vulnerable to the influence of the corrupted, leading more and more to fall into the sickness. The once close-knit community began to fracture, with families and friends turning against each other, unsure who they could trust.

- Eliana’s Role: Hope seemed all but lost until a sign came from Ewya herself. A young Evorak woman named Eliana was born from the last generation of the Mire’lok, just before the meteorites had devastated their homeland. Eliana was different—her connection to Ewya remained strong, even in the face of the darkness. She began to have visions, guiding her to lead the remaining faithful Evorak out of despair. Through her, Ewya showed that she had not abandoned her children, that there was still hope, even in the Barren Lands.

Eliana’s Challenge:

- Battle of Faith: Eliana’s task was daunting. She had to rally the remaining sane Evorak, to restore their faith in Ewya, and to resist the spread of the Kramok sickness. She preached that Ewya’s love was still with them, that the trials they faced were not a sign of abandonment but a test of their strength and resilience. She called on the Evorak to resist the false promises of Kramok and to stand together, even in the face of overwhelming darkness.

- Confronting the Corrupted: Eliana’s journey would eventually lead her to directly confront the corrupted Evorak. This confrontation was not only physical but spiritual, as she sought to reclaim those who had been lost to the sickness and to banish the influence of Kramok from their lands. Through her, the Evorak would find the strength to push back against the darkness, to renew their bond with Ewya, and to survive in the harshest of environments.

Eliana: The Light in the Darkness

Eywa’s Blessing:

- Eyes of the Sun: When the sickness of Kramok began to infect the Evorak, plunging them into despair and chaos, Eywa saw the suffering of her children and chose Eliana as her vessel of hope. It is said that Eywa placed the light of many suns within Eliana’s eyes, making them shine with a radiance that could cut through the deepest darkness. Her eyes became a beacon for the faithful, guiding them away from the dangers that lurked in the endless sand and dust storms. In the blackness of the Barren Lands, where visibility was often reduced to nothing, the sight of Eliana’s glowing eyes became a symbol of salvation for those who had not yet succumbed to the madness of Kramok.

Guiding the Lost:

- The Protector: Eliana’s role as a guide and protector grew as she gathered those still loyal to Eywa. Her eyes were not just a light in the darkness but a source of warmth and comfort. The children of Eywa who saw her eyes knew they were not alone, that the Great Mother was still with them. Eliana led groups of the faithful through the treacherous landscape, avoiding corrupted Evorak and dangerous predators. She moved through the storms with a grace and certainty that seemed almost otherworldly, her path always true, her eyes always forward.

- Journey to the Light: One of the most legendary tales of Eliana’s guidance speaks of a day when she led a large group of Evorak through what seemed to be an endless storm. For days, they traveled with Eliana at the front, her eyes cutting through the swirling sands. The storm raged around them, but Eliana remained calm and resolute, her belief in Eywa unshakable. Then, as if stepping through a veil, the storm suddenly parted, revealing a landscape bathed in sunlight. The Evorak who followed her were stunned; they had emerged from the endless darkness into a place where the sun shone bright and the sands gleamed with a golden light. It was a sign—a promise from Eywa that she was still fighting against the corruption of Kramok, that her light had not been extinguished.

The Return to Darkness:

- Relentless Search: Despite finding this sanctuary of light, Eliana knew her task was not complete. She could not rest knowing there were still Evorak lost in the darkness, either hiding from the predators or, worse, succumbing to the sickness of Kramok. So, with unwavering determination, she returned to the heart of the storms. Again and again, Eliana ventured into the swirling sands, her eyes the only light in the blackness, seeking out those who had strayed from the path or who were on the verge of giving in to despair.

- Redemption and Salvation: Each time Eliana returned to the storm, she brought back more of Eywa’s children. Some were on the brink of losing themselves to the darkness, while others had been captured by the corrupted followers of Kramok. But when they saw Eliana’s eyes, they were reminded of the light of Eywa, and their faith was renewed. She did not judge those who had faltered but instead welcomed them back into the fold, guiding them to the sanctuary of light and warmth. Her compassion and strength became the stuff of legend among the Evorak, and her name was spoken with reverence.

The Golden Lands:

- Eywa’s Haven: The place where Eliana led the Evorak became known as The Golden sands—a sacred refuge where the storms could not reach, and the light of Eywa bathed the sands in warmth. Here, the Evorak began to rebuild, creating a new society rooted in the faith that had sustained them through the darkness. Eliana continued to lead, her eyes a constant reminder of Eywa’s presence, and her story was passed down through generations as a testament to the power of faith and the resilience of the Evorak.

- Legacy of Light: Eliana’s actions did more than just save lives—they restored hope to a people who had nearly lost everything. The Golden Lands became a symbol of Eywa’s unending love and protection, and the Evorak who lived there thrived, always remembering the darkness they had escaped and the light that had guided them. Eliana’s legacy lived on in the hearts of the Evorak, a shining example of what it meant to be a true child of Eywa, even in the face of the greatest trials.

After her death, she and her children were given a place amongst Ewyas stars so that her light can be still used as a guide to this day.

These star patterns became known as Elianas constellation. And is what used by modern Golden sand Navi as the only true map of the golden sands. 

 Evorak Evolution: The Path to the Nenirim

(Made by @nin3kyuu )

Evorak Secondary Evolution Traits:

. Height Reduction: The Evorak, adapting to their harsh environment, became shorter than their Mire’lok ancestors. Their reduced height helped them navigate the challenging terrain and survive in the constant sand and dust storms.

   

Skin and Patterns:

   - Skin Tones: Their once muddied and dull skin tones evolved into lighter hues of blue-gray. This adaptation was a response to the intense heat of the golden sands, with their bodies developing mechanisms to stay cooler.

   - Patterns:Their snake-like patterns became lighter gray hues, with microscopic scales that could reflect the golden sands, sometimes giving the appearance of gold or orange markings. This coloration helped with camouflage and reduced the heat absorption.

. Ear Adaptations: Evorak developed longer ears to detect predators and other movements in the desert's silence. This adaptation was crucial for survival in an environment where hearing could be the difference between life and death.

. Body Structure:

   - Fat Storage: Their bodies became thicker, with a significant amount of fat and nutrients stored in their tails. The tail, resembling a possum's, could thin out over time if food and water were scarce, acting as a reserve during periods of shortage.

   - Thicker Bodies: The overall body structure became more robust to endure the harsh desert environment.

Eye Color: Their eyes evolved to shades of amber, yellow, and gold. This change allowed them to see well in the shifting light of the desert and provided an additional layer of camouflage against the golden sands.

Nenirim Traits (Modern Day):

Fanged Teeth:As the Barren Lands became a place of exile and conflict, the Nenirim developed sharper fanged teeth. This adaptation was necessary for defense and survival in a more hostile environment where encounters with other clans and predators were common.

Longer Ears: The Nenirim's longer ears were influenced by the Liskarak generation and modern Nenipay. These ears enhanced their ability to detect faint sounds, crucial for avoiding dangers in the vast desert.

Pattern and Color Variation:

Genetic Mixing: The Nenirim display a wide variety of patterns and colorations due to the genetic mixing from their ancestors (Mire’lok) and other Barren Lands Na'vi (Nenipay and Nenipuru). This morphism results in a diverse range of appearances among the modern-day Nenirim, reflecting their rich evolutionary history.

Evolutionary Chain:

 Liskarak: An earlier generation that bridged the gap between the Evorak and the modern Nenirim, contributing to the evolution of physical traits like ear length and pattern variations.

Tsyokon Another pivotal generation that influenced the genetic mixing and trait development leading to the modern Nenirim. Their traits helped shape the survival adaptations necessary for life in the golden sands of the Barren Lands.

Summary:

The Nenirim, as the modern descendants of the Evorak, showcase a blend of adaptations that highlight their survival in the golden sands of their environment. With a mix of inherited traits from the Evorak and influences from the Liskarak and Tamonak generations, the Nenirim are a testament to the evolutionary journey of the Barren Lands Na'vi.

Corrupted Pre- Barren Land Animals

Malkurak (Blightfang Lizard)

- Description: The Malkurak is a large, heavily-armored lizard that has adapted to the toxic environment of the Barren Lands. Measuring around 10 feet in length, its body is covered in thick, spiked scales that protect it from predators and the harsh elements. The Malkurak’s skin is a mottled blend of ash-gray and sickly green, with patches of hardened, blackened flesh where it has been exposed to the toxic dust. Its head is broad and flat, with a wide mouth filled with razor-sharp, serrated teeth that can tear through flesh and bone.

- Behavior:  The Malkurak is an aggressive, territorial predator that hunts anything that crosses its path. It has a powerful bite, capable of shattering bones, and it can deliver a toxic venom through its fangs that causes rapid necrosis in its prey. The Malkurak is also known to burrow into the sand to ambush its prey, leaping out to attack with surprising speed despite its size.

- Habitat: Malkuraks are typically found in the deep desert, where the toxic dust and ash are thickest. They are solitary creatures, fiercely defending their hunting grounds from other predators and scavengers. Their burrows are often located near the few sources of toxic water in the region, where they wait to ambush creatures seeking a drink.

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Sarkyl (Ash Stalker Wolf)

- Description: The Sarkyl is a corrupted wolf-like predator that roams the Barren Lands in small, ferocious packs. Standing about 4 feet at the shoulder, the Sarkyl has a gaunt, emaciated appearance, with matted, dusty fur that is grayish-brown in color. Its eyes glow a piercing red, allowing it to see clearly in the darkness and through the constant storms. The Sarkyl’s claws are long and sharp, adapted to digging through the sand and for gripping onto prey. Its teeth are equally deadly, with elongated canines that can rip through flesh and crush bone.

- Behavior: Sarkyls are highly intelligent pack hunters, using their numbers to take down much larger prey. They communicate with each other through a series of eerie howls and growls that can be heard echoing across the barren landscape. The Sarkyl’s howl is particularly terrifying to the Evorak, as it often signals an impending attack. When hunting, Sarkyls work together to drive their prey into traps or corners where escape is impossible.

- Habitat: Sarkyls prefer to roam the open plains and the edges of the Barren Lands, where they can easily follow prey. They are highly adaptable, able to survive on both live prey and carrion. Their dens are often hidden deep within rocky outcrops or caves, where they bring back food to feed their pack.

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Tserak (Bone Behemoth)

- Description: The Tserak is a massive, lumbering creature that stands over 15 feet tall and weighs several tons. It resembles a monstrous, corrupted version of a prehistoric dinosaur, with a thick, bony hide that is nearly impervious to damage. The Tserak’s skin is a dark, ashen gray, covered in jagged, bone-like protrusions that serve as both armor and weapons. Its head is adorned with a pair of massive, curved horns, and its eyes glow a dull red, burning with a slow, smoldering rage.

- Behavior: The Tserak is a territorial and aggressive creature, attacking anything that ventures too close to its territory. It uses its massive horns to charge and gore its enemies, and its thick, armored tail can deliver bone-crushing blows. Despite its size, the Tserak is surprisingly fast and agile, able to cover large distances quickly when pursuing prey or defending its territory.

- Habitat: The Tserak roams the open wastelands of the Barren Lands, where its size and strength make it a dominant predator. It is usually solitary, with each Tserak claiming a large area of land as its own. These creatures are particularly feared by the Evorak, as their size and strength make them almost impossible to kill.

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Vralok (Ash Wyrm)

- Description:*The Vralok is a massive, worm-like creature that burrows through the sands of the Barren Lands. It can grow up to 30 feet in length and has a thick, segmented body covered in a hard, scaly hide. The Vralok’s mouth is a circular maw lined with rows of razor-sharp teeth, capable of grinding through rock and bone alike. Its body is equipped with hundreds of tiny, clawed legs that allow it to move swiftly through the sand, leaving behind massive tunnels in its wake.

- Behavior: The Vralok is a relentless, blind predator that hunts by sensing vibrations in the ground. It can detect the movement of prey from miles away and will tunnel through the sand at incredible speeds to reach it. When it emerges from the ground, it does so with explosive force, swallowing its prey whole or dragging it down into its burrow. The Vralok is feared not only for its size and strength but also for its ability to cause sand and dust storms as it moves, making it a constant threat to the Evorak.

- Habitat: Vraloks are found in the deep deserts of the Barren Lands, where they carve out vast networks of tunnels beneath the sand. These tunnels can collapse unexpectedly, creating deadly traps for any creature that ventures too close. The Vralok is a solitary creature, with each individual maintaining a vast underground territory.

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Dralgar(Sand Kraken)

- Description: The Dralgar is a monstrous, cephalopod-like creature that lurks beneath the sands of the Barren Lands. Its body is large and bulbous, covered in rough, sand-colored skin that blends perfectly with its environment. The Dralgar’s most terrifying feature is its multitude of long, powerful tentacles, each lined with sharp, barbed suckers that can latch onto prey and drag it into the sand. Its eyes are small and beady, glowing faintly in the darkness, and its beak is powerful enough to crush stone.

- Behavior: The Dralgar is a patient, ambush predator, burying itself beneath the sand and waiting for prey to pass overhead. When it senses movement, it erupts from the ground, using its tentacles to ensnare its prey and drag it down into the sand, where it can be devoured at leisure. The Dralgar is highly territorial and will aggressively defend its hunting grounds from other predators, including other Dralgars.

- Habitat: The Dralgar is most commonly found in the deepest, most desolate parts of the Barren Lands, where the sand is thickest and the storms are most intense. Its burrows can stretch for miles, and it often uses these tunnels to move undetected from one hunting ground to another. The Evorak avoid areas known to be inhabited by Dralgars, as these creatures are nearly impossible to escape once they have begun their attack.

Shrykaran (Death Siren Bird)

- Description: The Shrykaran is a terrifying, flightless bird-like creature that stalks the Barren Lands. Standing about 6 feet tall, it has the robust build of a large predator, with powerful legs ending in sharp talons that can easily tear through flesh. Its body is covered in tattered, dusty feathers, the remnants of once-vibrant plumage now muted and dull. The Shrykaran's feathers are arranged in a fan-like display similar to a peacock's tail, but instead of bright colors, the feathers are covered in eerie, iridescent eyespots that seem to shimmer in the dark, causing disorientation and fear in those who gaze upon them.

- Head and Eyes: Its head resembles that of an owl, with large, forward-facing eyes that glow a menacing red in the dark. These eyes give it excellent night vision, allowing it to hunt effectively in the perpetual darkness of the Barren Lands. The Shrykaran's beak is hooked and powerful, designed to rip apart its prey with ease.

- Behavior: The Shrykaran is known as the "Death Siren" because of its haunting call, a mix of a hyena's cackle and an owl's eerie hoot. This sound is often the last thing an Evorak hears before the creature strikes. The Shrykaran uses its call to lure its prey into traps, mimicking the sound of other animals or even the voices of the Evorak to confuse and draw them closer. Once within range, it attacks with ferocity, using its talons and beak to incapacitate its victims.

- Habitat: The Shrykaran are pack hunters, roaming the darkest and most treacherous parts of the Barren Lands. It thrives in the sand and dust storms, its feathers providing protection against the harsh environment. Its ability to blend into the stormy backdrop makes it nearly invisible until it's too late.

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Gravvirek  (Sand Scorpion)

- Description: The Gravvirek is a massive, predatory scorpion-like creature, with a body length of up to 12 feet. Its exoskeleton is heavily armored, covered in thick, chitinous plates that protect it from both the abrasive sandstorms and potential attackers. The Gravvirek’s color is a dull, sandy brown, allowing it to blend seamlessly into its environment. Its pincers are large and powerful, capable of crushing bone with ease, while its segmented tail ends in a venomous stinger that can deliver a paralyzing toxin.

- Behavior: The Gravvirek is an ambush predator, burying itself beneath the sand and waiting for prey to pass by. It uses its highly sensitive hairs to detect vibrations in the ground, alerting it to nearby movement. When prey is within reach, it erupts from the sand, using its pincers to grab and crush its victim before delivering a fatal sting.

- Habitat: Gravvireks are typically found in the deep desert regions of the Barren Lands, where the sandstorms are most intense. They are solitary creatures, fiercely territorial, and will attack anything that enters their domain, including other Gravvireks.

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Vorntusk (Ash Rhino)

- Description: The Vorntusk is a massive, lumbering beast resembling a corrupted rhino, with thick, leathery skin covered in ashen scales. Standing over 8 feet tall at the shoulder and weighing several tons, the Vorntusk is a formidable presence. Its most distinctive feature is its two massive, forward-curving tusks, which are used both for defense and to dig through the sand and ash in search of food. Its eyes are small, glowing a dull red, and are well-protected by bony ridges that shield them from the harsh environment.

- Behavior:Despite its size, the Vorntusk is an aggressive and dangerous creature, especially when provoked or defending its territory. It uses its tusks to charge at threats, gouging and trampling anything in its path. The Vorntusk feeds primarily on the tough, sparse vegetation that grows in the Barren Lands, using its tusks to uproot plants and dig for roots.

- Habitat: Vorntusks roam the open plains of the Barren Lands, where the ash and sandstorms are frequent. They are often solitary but can sometimes be found in small herds, particularly when food is scarce. Their thick skin and robust constitution make them one of the few large animals able to survive in this harsh environment.

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Skeltrich (Bone Serpent)

- Description: The Skeltrich is a serpentine creature that slithers through the Barren Lands, its body resembling a twisted mass of bones. Growing up to 20 feet in length, it has a skeletal appearance, with its skin pulled tight over its bones, giving it a gaunt, haunting look. The Skeltrich’s body is covered in jagged, bony protrusions that it uses to shred its prey, and its mouth is lined with rows of needle-like teeth.

- Behavior: The Skeltrich is a scavenger as well as a predator, feeding on the remains of other creatures left behind in the desolate landscape. It is highly sensitive to the smell of blood and can detect dying or dead creatures from miles away. When food is scarce, the Skeltrich becomes more aggressive, hunting down live prey with surprising speed and agility. It can coil around its victims, crushing them with its powerful body before tearing them apart with its sharp teeth and bony spines.

- Habitat: The Skeltrich prefers to dwell in the shadowy crevices and caves of the Barren Lands, emerging at night or during storms to hunt. Its skeletal appearance allows it to blend into the landscape, making it a silent and deadly threat to the unwary.

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Many of these animals would not survive into the modern Barren lands era but many would have descendants that evolved into the modern time. However some did manage to survive and now live among the modern Barren Lands Na'vi. 

Plants of the Evorak Era

During the Evorak era, the environment was characterized by constant darkness, sand, and dust storms. Plants that thrived in such harsh conditions would need to be highly resilient and adapted to limited light and erratic moisture availability. Here are some plant types that might have existed during this time:

Dusk-Sprout:

- Description: Low-growing, resilient plant with a tough, waxy coating on its leaves to protect against sand and dust. Its leaves are dark green to grayish-blue, and it has a unique ability to absorb minimal light and convert it into energy through specialized pigments that work in low-light conditions.  

- Adaptation: Can store water in its thick, fleshy roots, allowing it to survive long periods without rainfall.

Sandthorn:

- Description: A hardy shrub with thick, thorny branches and small, needle-like leaves. The Sandthorn has developed a deep root system to access groundwater and resist the constant shifting of sand. Its thorns help reduce water loss and protect it from herbivores.  

- Adaptation: Produces a small, tough fruit that can remain viable even during prolonged droughts.

Dust-Bloom:

- Description:A ground-cover plant that forms dense mats of small, sand-colored flowers. It has evolved to capture and retain dust particles, using them to build a protective layer around its roots and stem. This helps reduce soil erosion and creates a microenvironment where it can thrive.  

- Adaptation:Capable of photosynthesis at very low light levels and can quickly spread across the landscape.

Shadow Fern:

- Description:A fern-like plant with large, broad fronds that are adapted to capture and utilize even minimal light. Its fronds are coated with a fine, dust-repellent layer that protects it from sand and dust.  

- Adaptation:Prefers areas shielded from direct sandstorms, often growing in depressions or sheltered spots.

Emberweed:  

- Description:A small, resilient herb with bright orange or red leaves. It has evolved to absorb and store heat from the minimal sunlight it receives, helping it to stay warm and active even during cold periods.  

- Adaptation: Can rapidly germinate and grow after sandstorms, taking advantage of brief periods of calm.

Gloom Moss: 

-Description:A moss-like plant that thrives in low-light conditions and forms dense, velvety mats on rocks and boulders. Its structure helps trap and retain moisture, making it well-suited for the arid environment.  

- Adaptation: Highly efficient at absorbing and holding onto any available moisture, and can survive extended periods of drought.

Storm-Cacti:

- Description:A cactus-like plant with thick, segmented stems that store water and nutrients. The outer surface is covered in a tough, sand-resistant coating, and it has small, sharp spines for protection.  

- Adaptation: Can survive extreme temperature fluctuations and prolonged periods without water.

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These plants would have adapted to the Evorak's harsh environment, providing necessary resources and contributing to the fragile ecosystem during the era of darkness and constant sandstorms. They will be modern versions to these plants in the now modern Barren lands.