#PINK AND ORANGE SUIT

[badgalazzie]

FXCKING LESBIAN FLAG ARE YOU KIDDING???

[fiishboowl]

IS THIS STICKER SERIREI OR AM I GOING CRAZY

[grubbin22]

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[t-u-i-t-c]

"Champion BoonBoomger!"

[mochatears]

Ehe I found my old references for my Jemima the Teenage Warlock AU !!! I didn’t like their human designs tho, so I redesigned them anyway. I guess these are just human AU but if you’re interested in the actual silly magic AU I’ve put some stuff under the cut!!

It’s obviously named after Sabrina the Teenage Witch, but this AU doesn’t have much to do with the show lore wise, I think I just thought it was funny.

In the context of this AU, Warlock = half-demon.

When fourteen year old Jemima starts noticing strange things happening around her, she tries to keep it to herself. Eventually, though, her parents find out about what’s been going on. Despite Jemima’s awe at her developing abilities, the revelation has forced her parents to confront something they’d hoped never to have to: the heritage they hadn’t wanted her to be burdened with.

Although her magic-averse father, Munkustrap, and her concerned mother, Demeter, try to handle her growing magic as best they can, it becomes clear they need help. Which is how Munk ends up on his estranged younger brother’s doorstep, asking for help from his partner, who was the reason for their relationship severing argument four years ago.

IIIII’m not sure if I’ll do any more with this AU. Maybeee!! Idk maybe I’ll just let people ask questions and develop it that way like I have before haha

[fashionsfromhistory]

Pantsuit

c.1971

McCord Museum (Object Number: M2001.100.2.1-2)

[l3m0nflavoredst1mz]

may i have a kaoru hitachiin stimboard?? manga or anime is fine, tysm :D have a good day!

Kaoru Stimboard

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☕️ x ☕️

🌊 🏵️ 💗

[foxdev1l]

no one:

ryan: 🌈

[daydreamdoodles]

Yes I am clowning for a music announcement tonight but I don't think we really are getting one and I rather Taylor Swift just take a long nap after this huge ass tour

[systimming]

Mr. Rocambole's "Don't Stop," with full suits + scenecore stims! For @boba-foxy !

- Mod Primarina + Mod Undyne + Mod Valarie.

((Sources of gifs: x, x, x | x, x, x | x, x, x ))

[fumiko-matsubara]

Akari for the masquerade themed merch because if Kayano can't be in it, why not her then?!

[prismstonearchives]

シャカシャカサロペットオレンジ - Nylon Track Suit Overalls Orange

[teenagefeeling]

went to the fancy designer consignment shop and i found this absolutely stunning vintage italian suit and unfortunately i cannot financially justify it but loooook omg im gonna die

they also had this incredible st johns bay suit

[fishlune]

fuck you *hastily recolors ur zoe*

[t-u-i-t-c]

hiding

[grandprix-ao3]

what is the hell on earth one i Must know

i'll give anyone who can guess what ship it's gonna be Literally Nothing.

(it's loscar)

literally just 300 words of vague kissing i wrote a while ago as an excuse to like talk about race suits or something. title is fueled by i felt like i was going too far into the agenda but like now we are here. so i was right, basically. hell is on earth and it is ME. i will put all 306 words from this doc under the break for fun

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“You look good in the new race suit,” Logan says, flicking Oscar’s stiff collar. Oscar gets hot underneath it, rolling his lips between his teeth. “Been seeing all the pictures all winter,” Logan continues, crooking his fingers into it by the zip, “couldn’t stop thinking about how fuckin’ hot you are.”

Oscar pushes at Logan’s hips where they’re pinning him to the door of his driver’s room, making a displeased noise in his throat. He’s never been the best at accepting compliments, but Logan loves giving them to him, always grinning like he knows what it does to Oscar. 

He totally does. 

“Shut up,” he mutters, but Logan’s persistent. He chuckles, leans a bit closer to mouth at Oscar’s neck, the exposed skin right above his collar. “It’s so— orange.”

Logan laughs into him, and Oscar tips his head back against the door. The light on the ceiling is bright, artificial, still an unfamiliar part of this world he’s learning how to stomach. 

“I think orange is your color,” Logan says, teeth grazing damp flesh. He slips his hands around Oscar’s waist, pulling him closer, their bodies flattening against each other.

Oscar huffs, pushing at Logan’s shoulder. His expression is arrogant when he sees it, clearly proud of himself, crooked-mouthed and easy.

“You look good in yours, too,” Oscar tries, but he doesn’t feel as confident with the words as Logan does. They don’t fit in his mouth right, spilling out of his mouth all awkward and half-broken, laughable. He pushes a thumb against the W emblazoned over Logan’s chest, swiping down the straight of it. 

“It’s not the same,” Logan insists, taking Oscar’s mouth in a wet, muted kiss. “It’s almost the same as my F2 kit.”

“Well, you looked hot, then, and you look hot, now.”