#Stylish Running Shoes Men

[asics2022]

The Epitome Of Comfort And Style: Top 5 Men's Running Shoes By Asics

In the world of fitness, having the right running shoes is crucial. Discover the top 5 ASICS men's shoes for comfort and style in our guide. Read to know more.

[aygofootwear01]

Walk with Confidence: Trending Casual Shoes for Women in 2024

Women’s casual shoes in 2024 meant cool and chic shoes that were comfortable to wear. These women’s footgear provide comfort and versatility with diverse designs for formal and informal everyday occasions.

Intending the purpose of fashion and comfort, one of the top-notch footwear manufacturers such as AYGO FOOTWEAR INDIA PRIVATE LIMITED provides the Best Stylish Casual Shoes For Women with the brand name Aygo Footwear. These casual shoes include sneakers, loafers, and slip-ons, perfect for leisure wear, chores, or low-intensity office jobs.

Offering comfort and convenience, these shoes allow the foot to stay untired and protected throughout long hours of wearing them and yet appear fashionable. They come in many designs and colors to amazingly suit any casual wear.

 So, they have become the new favorite shoe wear for women who want to look stylish while being comfortable. These casual shoes generate an attitude that does not decline with time.

Let’s analyze the best casual shoe fashion for the year 2024 that will give you the perfect step.

1. Chunky Sneakers

Chunky sneakers are popular this year because they have huge soles and are very comfortable to wear when you are walking. They also give a fashionable statement to any type of clothing. You can carry them for jeans, dresses or skirts, or any wear. Their plain or vibrant color are available in different ranges that allow you to go out with style.

2. Slip-On Loafers

Slip-on loafers are known for being comfortable and elegant. These shoes are comfortable to wear and can be for work on other occasions. They are available in numerous designs such as leather, fabric, and so on. When you looking for women's shoes, you can look fashionable and comfortable in loafers.

3. Retro Trainers

In 2024, retro trainers or old-school sneakers are in the biggest trends. These shoes come in simple designs and colors that make one individual unforgettable school day. These retro trainers are comfortable to wear on weekdays and may be combined with different clothes. Whether you are wearing jeans or a dress, these shoes will give you an elegant look with comfort.

4. Platform Espadrilles

Platform shoes particularly light canvas shoes especially find in the summer. These shoes have a thick sole. So you can wear them to go walking or to the beach and other outdoor fun. They add a little extra length so you are not always slouching, and make you feel your feet feel active and comfortable when you wear them. You can wear them, especially in a casual dress or shorts.

5. Athleisure Slides

Athleisure slide shoes are casual or athletic footwear. They provide matchless comfort, wearability, and stylish appearance. These shoes have smooth and cozy soles which are perfect for wearing all day. They can be worn with leggings, shorts, or casual pants.

Conclusion

The best stylish casual shoes for women trends list for the year 2024 proves you do not have to compromise fashion for comfort. You have lots of choices of fancy thick-soled shoes, slip-on shoes, or old-school running shoes. But you need to choose from trusted suppliers to make sure of the quality and comfort. As one of the leading shoe manufacturers, LANCER FOOTWEAR INDIA PRIVATE LIMITED provides you with a wide range of the best stylish casual shoes for women that allow you to go out walking without worrying about feet look or feel. These casual shoes are warm and stylish too.

[aygofootwear]

Comfortable Kids School Shoes at Best Price – Aygo Footwear

Comfort is key when it comes to Comfortable Kids School Shoes at Best Price, and that's exactly what you'll find with Aygo Footwear. Our school shoes are designed with growing feet in mind, featuring cushioned insoles and supportive outsoles to keep your child comfortable all day long. Kids shoes for school from Aygo are built with comfort in mind. Our School Shoes are breathable, lightweight materials that keep feet cool and happy, while supportive soles provide stability for growing bodies. Whether you are searching for the best quality school shoes or special white school shoes for your kid, Aygo has them covered. Whether they're sitting at their desk or running around at recess, our shoes will help keep them focused and ready to learn.

To know more information about our products, you can directly contact us at 9671301301 or visit our official website: https://www.aygofootwear.com/comfortable-kids-school-shoes-at-best-price.html

[swadeshibabuindia]

Shoes for men in India | Swadeshibabu

Who doesn’t want to be fit these days, running is one of the best options to stay fit and healthy.  This is one of the best cardio exercises you can do. Also, it helps you strengthen your bones and muscles. It is one of the best things you can do for your body. And for cozy, pleasant, and easy running, one requires the best and most comfortable shoes. Your search for the best running shoes ends if you choose to buy from Swadeshi Babu, India’s first e-commerce platform that is dedicated to only Swadheshism. It provides the best and finest quality running shoes for men.

Let us look at some of the best running shoes from Swadeshi Babu.

Baxxico-Men’s Faux Leather Casual Lace-up Shoes :- These shoes are blue in colour and have an upper and inner material of faux leather. These shoes are very comfortable for walking, running, and daily use. Along with comfort, they are fashionable, which adds to your style quotient.

Baxxico-Men’s Casual Canvas Material Sports Shoes :- These black casual canvas shoes would be the perfect addition to your shoe wardrobe. These are lace-up shoes with round toes. Again, these are very cozy and enjoyable.

Baxxico-Men’s Sports Running Shoes :- These shoes in blue colour are best for running with the material of mesh and PVC. These are ideal for running, jogging, walking, and gymming. You can also style them for your casual party. These shoes are very versatile and have an eye-catching design.

Baxxico-Men’s Casual Mesh Shoes :- These blue-colored shoes are very stylish and attractive. These are suitable for running, walking, and jogging, as well as for casual parties. They have a comfortable fit, are super light, and can be used for multiple purposes.

Baxxico-Men’s Casual Mesh Material Sports Shoes :- These shoes in blue colour are again very comfortable and perfect for running. They are made of the best material and have a very attractive design.

If you’re planning to buy the best running shoes online in India, do check out Swadeshi Babu. They have a wide range of authentic and latest running shoes at affordable prices with great discounts and offers. Take your running to the next level by wearing our running shoes. Log on to

[neo-percs]

CAR SEX:: ( day 16 )

WARNING:: Street racer! sunghoon, street racer, fem!Reader, praise, hair pulling, fingering, finger sucking,dirty talking, dacryphilia, riding.

SUMMARY:: after winning tonight's street race it was unethical for police to chase after the rowdy crowds, Sunghoon doesn't expect for his opponent to cover for his ass.

WORDCOUNT:: 4.3K

A/N:: repost from my old account.

Engines were revving on the black asphalt, rap music playing throughout different car speakers and the bright-colored headlights flashed down on the women wearing short, revealing, yet stylish outfits, and men who wore baggy clothes, snapbacks, and most up-to-date shoes.

Your car was parked at the starting line as you finish waiting for the next racer to pull up. The sound of a deep rumbling engine made you turn your head. A bright green car with green LED lights under it, the painted dragon.

The windows were not tinted yet it was hard to see who was in the driver's seat. People clearing the path for the car to easily make it through and reach the red spray-painted finish line.

Once the car pulls into the space next to you behind the sloppy drawn red line the driver's door is pushed open, and you could see a pair of shoes pop out and then ahead from behind the door. Standing at his full height you could see a blonde tall boy, with messy hair,  with an intimidating face. He was wearing baggy black cargo jeans, a tank top matching showing off his buff arms, and a small silver chain on his neck.

You turn to look at the man who was running the racing stipulation for the night. You sat on the hood of your car not daring to turn your head. "Tonight you're racing, for 10,000 dollars. At the end whoever makes it from here and around the corner and back to this red line wins. Now I got a good surprise at the end so be ready" the man spoke, he had an Afro with a comb sticking out on the side.

You nod your head "so we're all putting down 2,000?" One of the other men said sitting on his golden hood "yeah, and if you can't give that much you ain't racing" the man said, holding his hand out. You pull a small stack of money out of your butt pocket and push yourself off the hood of the car. Walking up to the man hand off the cash.

As you turned around you met with the buff chest of the blonde man, stopping in your tracks you could see him tower over you. His brown eyes look at yours as he lifts his arm to hand off the cash. "Enough heart eyes get in your cars," the man said, making you smile and shake your head pushing the blonde by his shoulder to walk past him.

You walk to the driver's side door feeling the eyes of the sunghoon burn through your figure as you open the door and rest and hand on the hood as you lean down to sit against the furry seat cover. You lift your legs, let them rest on the car floor and shut the door.

You push your keys into the ignition and your engine rev. The crowd jumped a bit seeing a flame spill from the exhaust pipe. The man with the Afro began waving the crowd to back up. "That's right back yall asses up before you get grilled" he shouted seeing the men and women move away from the street and onto the curb and wide walk.

The other men that were also competing in the race began to get inside their cars and rev their engines. A woman in a crop top and some baggy jeans that rested on her hips walked in front of the cars. "First one here and around the block back wins," she said loudly over the engines "ready?!" She asked with a smile growing on her plump red lips. She flipped her black curly hair over her shoulder raising her arm. The cheers of the crowd got louder as the revving became louder.

"Go!" She shouted, dropping her arm. You press your foot on the gas, shifting your gear into the sport and watching how the speedometer moves. The small arrows on your indicator shoot from 10 to 80 as your gear shifts, the wind pushes pressure into the air as you speed up, and although cars were shooting past you, you were in no rush.

"Just wait" you mumble pushing the gas harder going from 80 to 110 speeding past silver and blue glowing cars decorated with LED's and stickers, you switch lanes making the car behind you try to speed up and unconventionally bump the back of your bumper.

You growl looking into your mirror seeing the blonde with a small smirk on his plump lip, the look on his face drives you to speed up to 200, smoke coming from your tires from how hard your tires rubbed against the gravel on the road.

your eyes flicker back onto the road ahead of you as you go onto an empty road one of your hands leaves the wheel to press the button on the radio and turn up the volume. The rap music puts you back into your racing headspace. The bass was vibrating your whole car.

Seeing the other cars go speed up closer to you and sunghoon made you narrow your eyes through the mirror. Meanwhile, sunghoon sat idly in his car shoe pressed against the gas hard as sweat began to slowly Pearl on his forehead.

The empty streets make it easier as you speed through your engine waking up the neighborhood. As soon as you turn the corner you see a bridge which was a straight shot to the finish line.

"Woah,'' Sunghoon says at your sharp turn speeding down the back streets, nearing the familiar crowd, your car drifting and leaving skid marks on the dirt and asphalt making one more sharp turn and drifting before seeing the crowds that were forming at the finish line.

You hear another engine rumble behind you, your heart was practically beating out of your chest, and you felt dizzy. You see the green color of sunghoon's car in the corner of your eye which makes you scoff.

Just as you had officially left the speed from the 100s to the 200s as you rolled your eyes as you saw him wave with an easy grin. You both speed side by side, looking onto the road trying to steer as the cool leather wheel gripped with your sweating palms.

You stepped on the gas as hard as you could and once you had made it closer to the bridge you could see it lifting on both sides opening a  bit down the middle. You slow down whispering to yourself "this is bullshit" but when you saw the green car speed past you and fly over the bridge's gap you realized the race was still on.

You press the gas hard in hopes that even taking this jump you would win in the end. Once you feel how light your car is speeding over the gap between the bridge you could feel your heart pounding out of your chest as you scream.

Your car jerks as your tires hit the ground, your front bumper hitting the road and falling off with a 'clunking' sound, you groaned. Pressing the gas and shifting gears your car began to catch the wind of sunghoon.

But once your cars were close enough to the finish line you could see how sunghoon pressed harder on the gas passing you making you feel your face heat up in anger seeing as his two front tires touch the red line before yours.

"Shit" you curse under your breath passing the red line with a bitter mood. Stopping a few feet behind him seeing how he stepped out of the car to be crowded by people cheering him on. Pulling your keys out of the ignition you get out of the car walking in front of it to see how bad your front bumper looks.

"That's gonna cost a pretty penny, right?" You hear coming close behind you with the sound of shoes pattering on the concrete. "I fix my cars so no, not really," you say snarking, turning to look at sunghoon who stood over you holding out your money.

You snatch it out of his hand "I didn't need it back but I'll take it" you say with a grin as you stuff the folded money into your pocket. "You're welcome," he says, cocking his head to the side. You were about to respond but the sound of police sirens made your eyes widen.

You look at the blonde male "we gotta go now or they're gonna bust our asses" you say grabbing his wrist and pushing him to the passenger side of your car. "What about my car?" He asked worriedly, opening the door and tossing himself into the seat shaking the car.

" Your keys are still in there, someone's gonna take care of it, don't worry I'll figure out who," you say opening your side of the door and tossing yourself into the seat and the both of you slamming your doors shut.

Twisting your key that was still in the ignition you shift in reverse backing out the crowd and shifting gears into driving your foot stomps on the gas in hopes that no police car follows. And unfortunately for you, a cop had managed to follow you halfway around the city.

You had made it onto the highway, and because it was so late in the night there were barely any cars. But fortunately for you and the buff man in the seat next to you, once you had switched lanes in front of a semi-truck the police had lost sight of you which gave you the chance to take the interstate closest to your left and turn on a dense road.

Once you had been set back on an empty road with nothing but empty grocery store parking lots you had decided it would be best to cool off and stay there for a while until the cops stop searching the area.

Once you found a parking space closest to the middle of the lot you had to turn the car off and shut off the headlights. The lights of the storefront logo emit deep shades of red and blue. Your back was pressed to the seat as your head pulled back with exhaustion.

Your head drops to the side of your shoulder as you look over at sunghoon with curious eyes. When he felt your eyes burning into him he couldn't help but meet your gaze "what? Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked with a smile plaguing his lips as his eyes narrowed.

"Nothing, you just- seem so calm for a guy who just won 10,000 dollars and went on a police chase with some random girl" is all you say shrugging your shoulders and hearing the fabric of your shirt rub against the fur-covered seat. "Well you keep looking at me like that and see where it gets you," he says as he shifts around in his seat.

"And where will that get me?" You ask, leaning onto the middle console and staring at his side profile with low eyes."You think you're funny?" He asks, arching his brow at you. Biting your lip to hide your smirk "the funniest" you rasp as you let him see the smile settled on your plump lips. "Yeah?" He asks leaning in closer "definitely" you answer back.  "God damnit" he whispered, turning to lean over the console as well cupping your jaw and pulling you into a rough kiss.

Your teeth clash as you leave open mouths kissed against each other, his lips were soft and warm. your hand moves from gripping the seat cover to running through his blonde locks. Your eyes fluttered shut as well as his making you tug on his tresses earning you a small groan.

Your lips trace each other to the point you wouldn't break from the kiss until your lungs screamed for air making you pull away. Sunghoon didn't care to catch his breath, he began leaving kisses down your neck sucking small red spots that would soon swell over into bruises in all kinds of shades from purple, blue, and red.

His hand that once touched your jaw was now clutched on your waist. He was high off just the sound of the small moans and little puffs of air you let out of your mouth while he continued to lick and suck harshly against your neck. "Fuck, you're so cute" he whispered looking up at you with soft brown eyes and his pupils blown in adoration.

he can't help but to reach out and rub the callused pad of his thumb over your parting lips, pressing the salty digit flat against your tongue, and retreating it in the same breath to hook it around your cheek. Pulling it away with a soft pop a small groan leaves his lips as he lets his mind wander.

The hold you had on him was tight and you didn't even know it, it was like you were a love-sick Anaconda and with that, your grip on him had become almost deadly. He felt like he was choking up his words because his mind was too clouded by the feeling of your skin on his.

His hand's grip on your thigh wanting to pull you in his lap, your knee knocking against the console as you shudder at the feeling on his teeth, and plump lips dragging against your skin that he had marked as his for the night. "Sit in my lap" he mumbled in hopes of wanting to fulfill whatever raunchy fantasy you had been living at the moment.

Pulling back you see the small grin on his lips from how disheveled you had looked. Your chest was rising and falling in an uneven battle of tug of war with your lungs. You sit up on your knees trying your best to climb over the console that had been in the way.

You had let yourself straddle over his thighs that took up a portion of the seat- yet it wasn't like you were complaining. The pad of his thumbs found their way under your shirt and rubbed gentle circles on your bare hip as he continued his assault on your neck as if he was a painter letting the hickeys become his paint and your neck and chest were the blank canvas he needed to douse in color.

His palms pushed into your hips as he trails small pecks up your neck and jaw, you felt like you were in a state of euphoria the way your eyes soften looking into his gaze. Your mind was in such a haze you hadn't realized the both of you were mindlessly grinding against each other.

No matter the tight space you had yet to let that affect you. Your noses brush against each other and you could feel sunghoon's breath on your face, your hand finds its way to his hair pulling him in by the back of his head until your lips trace his. The sound of heavy breathing and clothing rustling around in the passenger seat of the car was the only thing that could be heard.

Your hips began to slowly begin to move as your ass pushed down on the bulge poking his pants "feels so good" he mumbled against your lips as he let out a small moan. His hands grip the back of your thighs as he puffs out shaky breaths. "Can you lift your skirt for me?" He asked nicely, you could only comply. Your stomach churned hearing the way he asked.

You murmur out a small 'yes' as your hand gets a grip on the hem line bunching it over your hips and you slide your shoes off as well as your panties. sunghoon's eyes connect to your pussy that was aching and covered in slicked-up arousal. "All this from kissing? damn," he groaned to himself.

You press yourself down on him, feeling the fabric of his pants against your throbbing core makes you whimper. "Open your mouth," he says, this time it wasn't so polite. Your jaw slacks a bit and you stick out your warm tongue seeing how his eyes darken and almost made you moan.

Bringing his hand up to your face his middle and ring finger pressed against your tongue making you close your mouth a suck. sunghoon could feel your tongue swirl around his fingers while the both of you make direct eye contact. He felt like he could flush under your gaze and melt from the view of your face alone.

You moan against his fingers as you continue to jut your hips and feel pleasure jolt through your body sending shivers down sunghoon's spine. Pulling his thick fingers past your lips. You lift your hips seeing how his hand gets lost between your plush thighs.

Rubbing the pads of his fingers against your entrance that was already soaking, teasing your slit feeling you clench around nothing alone just from friction made sunghoon throb in his boxers. he moaned into you before easing his finger passed your entrance. the added stimulation had you mewling.

You hiss at the stretch as sunghoon adjusted himself in the seat and reached his opposite hand between to push the seat back enough to have him leaning back and watching the perfect view of you perched in his lap.

"I didn't think you were the type to let people you meet in the same night fuck you," he said as he let his finger slip deeper inside your clenching walls. "I guess you're just lucky" you moaned, feeling him pump in and out of your sopping pussy with an all too loud squelching sound.

Your hand grabs needly at his shirt hoping for more pleasure. "More- please" you whimper as your hips twitch with pleasure. I mean who was he to oppose the idea of getting you off? He did as asked pushing his other finger at your entrance hoping you would loosen even just a bit "why are you so fucking tight?" he moaned as he feels you practically suck in his fingers. He pushes them deep enough to touch his knuckles, your slick created small strings against his fingers each time he'd stuff you full of his fingers.

It felt just so right— the way the cold metal of his rings pushed against your slit as he sped up his pace. Your sticky walls could feel every last part of his thick fingers that could make you quiver "fuck- fuck" you moaned as your fingers bunch up the fabric of his shirt.

the beginning of your orgasm begins to build deep in your stomach. "your fingers... feel so good, fuck," you moan. He smiles at you, beginning to curl his fingers instead. "fuck!" you gasp. "Keep doing that, oh god," you moan, gripping his sheets as you try rolling your hips. He smirks at you, moving them slightly faster.

You could feel yourself coming closer to the painstaking orgasm and all you could do was moan and let your eyes pinch closed. "Open your eyes, I wanna see the look on your face when you cum" he says as his fingers repeatedly pound into the spot that made your legs shake and your back arch.

"I'm gonna cum! please let me cum" you whimper as your hands shake. You had opened your eyes to be met with the view of sunghoon and his blonde hair sticking to his forehead with a sheen of sweat on his body, he only nodded his head and let out a small 'mhm' giving you the green light. You felt the pleasure spillover as you cum "oh my god" you moan as your eyes roll to the back of your head.

Your release drips down his fingers and palm as you grind against his fingers. Slowly you inch away from his fingers as small thin white strings of slick cum keep the both of you connected.

Your breathing was slightly off-putting the way you felt him pull his fingers out of your silky walls slowly making you feel empty. You felt dizzy just off of that. But you knew there was more to come when sunghoon began to fiddle with the button and zipper on his jeans.

His happy trail that touched his naval down to the base of his dick became prominent as his fingers dug to pull down his briefs as well as his pants letting them fall to his knees and his dick breathing freely in the warm air of the car.

The windows began to fog over as the red and blue hues from the market front shop sign had become even brighter on your skin.

He was hard, and his tip shined with precum at his soft blushed head, his slit leaking with arousal. The sight alone made you rub your thighs together as that incessant warmth between your legs became stronger and stronger.

you wet the palm of your hands with your tongue before taking his dick into your fist, slowly jerking and teasing the tip with your thumb. His hips buck as he let out a small wince at the sudden contact on his shaft.

You arch your back as you push his tip against your slit rubbing it against your clit that had been covered in a mix of your release and arousal. You push his tip in feeling how your ridged walls clenched from just his tip.

sunghoon tossed his head back against the seat hearing a small 'thump' in return. His jaw was clenched tightly making his jaw look narrow and sharp. "Fuck" he groaned loudly letting his hands grip at your ass as you ease down his shaft until your ass pressed against his pelvic bone.

You felt like you were stuffed, sunghoon sat up until your chests touched. He slowly began guiding your hips to bounce repeatedly at a set pace. The way you sink into him was addictive. Your hands move back to grip at his hair, you tug and pull with each bounce.

"You feel so good" you whisper into his ear, sunghoon could feel his eyes roll to the back of his head from just hearing you talk dirty. He began to thrust into you setting a faster pace. You moan at the feeling of his thick shaft rubbing against your silky walls and his tip practically kissing your cervix.

His nails began to dig into the fat off your ass as he continued to let you bounce in his lap, the sound of your moans and the creaking of the car was all sunghoon's ears could pick up on with his foggy and fucked out mind.

He was drunk on the feeling of you wrapped around his cock like this and it felt amazing. You whispered heavy 'please' for him to go harder as you rut yourself against his base.

A small ring of white began to drip from his base as his thighs hit yours as he continued to pound into you harder. You feel hazy as you moan your hand slides against the window leaving a slippery print.

You clenching down on down on sunghoon kept his mind set on doing one thing, and that was making you cum all over him. Your hair bounced with every hard thrust he delivered to you sweetly. His hand found its way to your hair gripping at your tresses making your eyes water at the pleasure and pain.

"Fuck, you look so damn good when you cry" he choked out along with a whimper as his tip practically bullied at your cervix. The twist in your stomach made you realize that you were close "I'm so close!" You had moaned feeling your walls spasm around him sunghoon began to thrust into you faster as he felt that same feeling bubbling up inside of him.

From any onlooker, the way he pounded into you could make it seem like a pornstar was just doing child's play. He couldn't help but let out a string of curses and moans "fuck, fuck" he groaned feeling how you squeezed down on him letting your orgasm wash over you.

The sweet moan you let out pushed him over the edge as he let his cum paint you white on the inside. He could feel you throbbing and his cum spilling past your walls. He couldn't help but thrust deeper into you fucking his cum deeper inside you.

Your hips are shaking with overstimulation. You couldn't even put together a coherent sentence. You just let him fuck you dumb. Your whimpers fall on deaf ears as he lets you rest against his chest.

"it's okay, just take your time" he whispered into your ears kissing your temple repeatedly as you let your eyes heavily fall closed. His lips turn into a smile as he feels nothing but a haze wash over him. Leaning into him your nose brushing over his and your lips pressing small pecks to his, your hand on his jaw.

He's stealing your breath, and inhaling all the sweet little sounds you make, swiping his tongue to get a taste of your lip balm before it's completely kissed away. You're smiling against his mouth, you can't help it, giggling lightly at the feel of his breath fanning over your kiss-swollen lips.

"You wanna lend me some cash to fix my car?" You huff jokingly, "I just won 10,000 dollars, I think I can spare you some" he laughs breathily. God he felt like he was in heaven.

[queermatcha]

Tommy loves going out with his boyfriend. He loves when Evan thinks about his outfit for quite the long time, tries to look his best. A crisp shirt, tight-fitted jeans, a stylish jacket and of course, the perfect pair of shoes. His hair all gelled up, styled to perfection. He loves when Evan looks like he just came back from a modeling gig and Tommy feels a little proud when other people - men and women - turn around to ogle his hot boyfriend when they're on their way to a fancy restaurant. He loves being wined and dined, enjoying expensive food and wine with Evan.

But there's something Tommy loves even more. It's when he wakes up first in the morning. It happens rarely because Evan is a beautiful ray of sunshine, a tall, muscular ball of pure energy and most of the time, he's already up and out for a run when Tommy wakes up. But sometimes, he's still snoring softly when Tommy opens his eyes. And then, Tommy sneaks out of bed as quietly as possible. He prepares breakfast - coffee, scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes, sometimes waffles. Always fruit salad, because Evan loves fruit salad. And then, when the house they had bought after being together for almost one and a half years is filled with the delicious smells of breakfast, Evan always shows up just in time. And he's the most beautiful person Tommy has ever laid eyes on.

Evan's hair is a gorgeous, disheveled, unruly mess of curls. There's a pillow print on his cheek and the only piece of clothing he's wearing is a pair of boxer briefs. Even though Evan still looks quite sleepy, his eyes are bright and they are shimmering with affection. Happiness.

The same happiness that floods Tommy's chest when his boyfriend steps right behind him, in their spacious kitchen, and wraps his arms around his waist. He hears Evan's voice, all soft. "Morning, my love." Warm lips brush against the nape of his neck.

And that's what Tommy loves most in the whole, wide world.

[misseviehyde]

BROKEN HEARTED

I would have done anything to make my friend Joe happy after his girlfriend dumped him, but soon I regretted ever giving him the Elixir.

My family had told me to keep the formula safe and never to make or use it unecessarily, but Joe had been through so much pain, I just wanted to make him smile again. I also perhaps selfishly thought perhaps Joe might want to date me once he was female... perhaps we could make the perfect couple?

The fact was Joe couldn't live without his stylish sexy girlfriend. His house was still full of her clothes and makeup. She had been a high maintenance bitch who had gaslit and treated him like shit. I suppose in hindsight, perhaps I should have realised Joe's feminine side might turn out just like her.

Joe was interested in trying the Elixir and becoming someone else... anything that would make the pain go away. He eagerly drank at my suggestion and I watched fascinated as he transformed.

Right in front of my eyes, my kind, sensitive friend morphed into a beautiful haughty bitch and there was nothing I could do but watch as Josie Hyde was born.

Josie was somewhat like Joe, but perfected in physical beauty. Her skin was creamy white and completely flawless, her eyes were beautiful but heartless and cruel. Josie's long dark hair was silky and perfect, her proportions womanly, her breasts, her waist, her legs all the perfect size. She was like a statue of a Goddess.

Josie looked good in anything. She effortlessly slipped into the designer dresses and stylish shoes of the former ex girlfriend. She made those clothes look even better on her!

Josie had soon mastered expensive makeup and jewellery. Indeed, she had a taste for the expensive... designer handbags and clothes, diamond jewellery and expensive fur coats.

Her face was like a beautiful mask, she hardly ever smiled but looked out at the world with a smug delight, knowing she was superior and men wanted her. Josie would snap her manicured fingers and expect me to come running. She had accepted my offer of a date, but being her boyfriend mainly seemed to consist of buying her things and carrying her bags.

When she turned back into Joe, he was no longer heartbroken. Instead he was now obessesed with Josie and he merely counted the seconds till he could become her again. Good thing too. He looked kind of weird walking around with five hundred dollar manicures welded to his nails and smelling of Chanel perfume.

His obession for Josie seemed to result in him selling his own clothes and filling his wardrobe with hers. He began wearing panties and a bra all of the time and adopting more and more of her bitchy mannerisms. It was like she was controlling him, even when he was male. She was like the worst toxic girlfriend ever, even worse than his ex.

And at least I thougnt even if his ex had turned up he would probably have ignored her with his new obsessions... or at least so I thought. I was so fucking wrong.

One day I entered a restaurant to see a table of women having brunch and recognised Josie sat with Joe's ex. They were laughing and talking about how pathetic their ex or current boyfriends were.

Josie and Joe's ex were now besties. Evil smirking bitches who delighted in using men for their own twisted needs. Joe had gotten his girl back, but now as his hot best friend. Josie and his toxic ex were just going to make each other even worse.

I walked in to try and do somethjng, but Josie saw me and without stopping or showing any shame, she laughed and told her friends how her current boyfriend was a total simp who would do whatever she wanted and she was actually fucking other guys.

As she said it, I saw her smile... and it made me shiver. I realised in that instant that Josie was using me and that I had created a monster.

"Like, tonight I'm totally going home with that hot black waiter. His big cock is gonna look so hot in my mouth. My loser boyfriend couldn't stop me if he tried."

And even though I knew it was true and she wasn't bluffing, I also knew she was right about one thing. Tonight Josie would be fucking another man and I would sit obediently next door and do my chores like a good boy. I'd listen to her getting railed half naked in lingerie on our bed, panting as big dick split her in half. I'd never even got to see her pussy...

Tomorrow even Joe would look at me with contempt. He too was Josie's submissive slave, she had control of all the men in her life.

As I realised I meant nothing to her and never would, I began to cry. Now I was the one with the broken heart and there was nothing I could do about it...

[belladonnadawn]

Saku verse men reacting to those tiktok interviewers who run up to people and ask how much Thier outfit cost from head to toe!

Sakuverse men and fit checks interview

Them reacting to a street interview about their outfits! Ft. Isaac Rhoades, Dontis, Xanthus Claiborne, Andrew Marston, Kayson Mayer, and Luca (Thanks for the request!)

Isaac Rhoades

Chances of Isaac agreeing to a public interview that would be published on the internet is non existent.

There's no way that this man would let a stranger interview him. He's NOT taking a risk.

"Hey, Sir can we–"

Would walk past them as if they don't exist.

Dontis

He doesn’t mind interviews, some part of it loves it since he's able to share something about him with others.

Very stylish and knows how to blend his outfits.

"Wow, those clothes look vintage."

"Yeah? Well my grandfather gave it to me."

He is the grandfather.

"How much does your whole outfit cost?"

"Probably $455 without inflation."

"Huh?"

Xanthus Claiborne

Him going along depends on his mood to be honest.

Either he'd walk past them or answer properly.

"Hey, Sir. Can we have a fit check?"

"I am fit and healthy. Thanks."

"Oh, no I mean the outfit, how much is it?"

"Well, it's probably thousands. I don't know. I don't look at the price."

"Oh…"

Andrew Marston

He'd be confused at first but figured that it was one of the trends in social media.

"You have a specific aesthetic, how much did you spend on that?"

"Some of it was thrifted and some were given by my darling. So I guess just a hundred."

"You dress like an English teacher."

"… I was."

Kayson Mayer

"Hey, Sir, can we do a little fit check?"

Would definitely agree with a huge grin on his face.

Someone asking him that question probably translated to: 'Oh, so you like his style?'

"Sure: jeans from levi's, shirt from h&m, shoes from converse, and necklace from my baby. Shoutout to them."

Won't shut up about it once he's home.

Luca

He'd be taken aback if a stranger approached him with a microphone.

Quite shy, but would agree.

"You look nice today, how much is the outfit?"

"Oh, honestly I just bought these from fast fashion stores. I'm sure you can buy it down the street if you took a left turn and once you saw a–"

"We're not here for that…"

"Oh.."

Very sweet. Very mindful. Very demure.

Divider: Cafekitsune

[chryssikyu]

Princely MC

Description: What happens when a normal girl meets a beautiful female ikeman?

Pairing: MC × Reader

——————————————————————————

It's a beautiful day! Calm sun rays, gentle breeze, not too hot, not too cold. Perfect weather for a perfect day right?

Yeah- no.

You don't have time to revel in the nice weather as you run through the park. You had woken up late, had no time to shower or apply any makeup, and you were getting texts from your boss asking when you were coming in.

So yeah, not a great start to the morning, but hey! What else could go wrong?

I'll tell you what else; a couple of kids playing soccer.

Or more specifically, a couple of kids playing soccer, and one kicking the ball a little too hard. Causing it to come flying at you. As you watch it falling towards you, you freeze waiting for the impact and pain.

Maybe you could use it as an excuse to get out of work?

Right before it can hit you though, a figure obscures your vision, a long leg flies up and kicks the ball away.

Once your life is no longer in mortal danger, the figure turns around, exposing a young woman with long brown hair, and pretty brown eyes.

You froze as she peered down at you, she was only a little taller, but its enough if a height difference that you have to tilt your head up to look into her honey brown eyes. She looked so cool! She wore a long black sleeve jacket over a red tube piece and black pants that accentuate her long and elegant legs.

For a moment you don't hear anything, somehow infatuated with this incredible woman and examining her entire face, until you get to her lips. They were moving, had she been talking the entire time!?

Quickly honing back in you asked.

"Uh, huh?"

She chuckled for a second, a cute noise as she brought her hand up to mouth.

"I asked you if you were okay." GODS!! Her voice was so pretty! It was gentle yet firm, and it was a little deeper than most girls, but still feminine!

You couldn't help but blush, here you were just going about your crappy morning, when suddenly heaven sends you a prince in a beautiful girl's body! The God's must have felt bad for you...

Quickly shaking your head and almost getting whiplash you look up at her.

"N-no. I-I mean yes! I'm okay!" Why were you stuttering!? It's just a normal woman! Yeah she kicked a ball away before it could hit you! And yeah she was pretty hot by normal standards. But this is no time to be so weak!

"That's good," She spoke gently, lifting a hand up to your hair and gently plucking a leaf out of it. "I would hate to see a cute girl like you get hurt."

. . .

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!! SHE IS SO COOL! Is she flirting with you!? You can't tell! But that was like straight out of a fairytale! Compose yourself! At the very least thank her!

But before you can even get the words out she looks back behind her and turning back to you.

"I have to get going now, stay safe!" She turns around and starts jogging back to a group of men.

And she's gone.

Gone for good...

You blew it...

Good job.

Speaking of blowing it, weren't you late for work?

———{□}———

You were, in fact, very late.

You got chewed out by your manager, in front of your other coworkers and some customers. It was embarrassing to say the least. It didn't help that you were on shuffling duty, you worked at a decent store that sold plenty of stylish clothing, shoes and accessories, and alot of customers don't know how to put things back where they found them. So there you were, busy busting your ass, picking up hefty boxes of shoes and carrying them to their proper places.

It wasn't easy, you weren't weak by any means, but you're one person! Carrying a pile of boxes that obscure your vision! Not to mention there was an influx of customers, meaning your coworkers who were helping them, kept piling more boxes on top of you!

It got to the point your entire field of view was impeded by the boxes you had to carry, yeah you knew your way around the store, but you were about to either drop everything or bump into someone!

AND YOU WERE STILL HUNG UP ABOUT THAT GIRL!

You deeply regretted not getting her name, let alone her number! She really was very gorgeous. Dark brown hair that shone almost bronze in the sunlight, long and straight that framed her face so elegantly. Long, dark eyelashes that surrounded her beautiful brown eyes, and her iris' were like caramel mixed with chocolate. It looked like she wore a little bit of eyeliner, mascara, lip gloss but that was it. No heavy make up that changed the shaped of her face, meaning she was so beautiful all on her own.

You couldn't help but let out a small sigh in remembrance of her gaze, firm yet so gentle. You couldn't stop wondering about her, how sweet her voice was, how quick she was, and her strong legs.

You were so lost in thought you didn't see the box on the floor in front of you, not like you could see it through the boxes you were still carrying. Your foot gets caught on the box, causing you to trip and fall forward. You let out a yelp as you feel your body closing in on the ground, when suddenly you get the weirdest sense of deja vu.

A hand suddenly shoots out and wraps around your middle, keeping you from falling, whilst another arm quickly grabs the boxes you were carrying all on one hand. You hadn't even realized you closed your eyes until you hesitantly open them, peering up at your savior.

"We really ought to stop meeting like this." A familiar voice chuckled.

Soon you were face to face with the hottie from this morning. The only difference was that her hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and piercings lacing her ears.

HOW IS SHE EVEN COOLER!???

If this were an anime you'd be doing the weird whine from behind your fist as hearts form in your eyes.

In fact, I think that is what you were doing.

You were definitely ogling this poor woman, although if she noticed, she didn't care. She just helped you stand up, keeping her hand on your lower back as she kept you steady.

"You alright hun?"

You barely muster out a breathy mhm, continuing to stare at her, examining her figure you noticed she was wearing a button up shirt with rolled up sleeves, slacks and suspenders, and watch on her wrist.

She looked like an ikeman from your animes!! She looked at the boxes in her hand and back to you, her brow furrowed a little.

"This is alot for one person to carry, why don't I help you?"

"R-really? You would do that?" Your eyes were definitely sparkling at her, you were almost melting from how awesome she is.

She just chuckles and nods.

"Of course, anything for a cute girl like yourself." She said with a wink.

God's if you weren't swooning so much you'd start squealing like a fangirl meeting their favorite celebrity. Actually, this girl was quickly becoming your favorite celebrity!

You accept her offer of help, taking half of the boxes and leaving her the rest. You actually took less than her but only because she wouldn't let you carry anymore.

"I'm perfectly fine carrying this much."

And it was certainly true! I mean she already carried all of the boxes in one hand before handing some off to you. You lead her to a section just before the back, placing the boxes in your hands down and going to take the ones from hers.

"H-here, let me!" You shakingly reach for them, your hand brushing against hers as you take them. You blush as you feel her long fingers slip out from yours and carry the boxes to a counter.

"Thank you so much!" You began sorting the boxes. At least moving them off of eachother.

"It's alright! You don't need to thank me."

"But I want to!" You quickly turned around, your hand hitting the corner of the table realy hard and with a loud thwack!

"Ow!" You quickly hold your hand to your chest.

"Are you alright?" She asked worried. You smile and nod, looking down at your hand which was already bruising.

You frowned at the ugly blemish, groaning that today was just not your day.

Without noticing, the girl quickly came up to you and gently took your hand in hers.

You were about to inquire what she was doing when suddenly, she bent a little and lifted your hand up to her lips and gave the bruise a small tender kiss.

You felt your face explode in blush when you felt her lips against the back of your hand.

She looked back up at you with a smile and a playful gleam in her eyes.

"There, feel better?" Her voice was low and much more quiet, it almost felt erotic despite the fact she was kissing your booboo like a mother would a child.

You barely manage to stammer out an answer when she chuckles and stands up straight, lifting her own hand she playfully ruffles your hair a little.

"Hey, I gotta get back to my group, take care!" She turns around and begins walking away from you.

Quickly snapping out of your haze you you stumble after her.

"W-wait! Can I at least get your name??"

She stops, turning around and smiling at you with creased eyes.

"Of course! Call me MC!" And with that, she leaves. Again.

MC...? Even her name is cool... although it's not very helpful. But, at least you got to put a name to a face.

To a very cool, pretty face.

Now if only you had asked for her number...

——————————————————————————

《Hope you liked it! I'm not the best at writing, and there are surely typos and errors! But hey at least I did it! Can't say the same for the rest of my life 😅😥😢😭》

[fake-married-my-dead-fiance]

So to go on about GirlbossTM or Hollywood Strong Women and how much I hate them, Yoon Sae-bom from Happiness, not a Girlboss! *cheers*

A Hollywood Warrior WomanTM always looks perfect, sexy, and stylish even when bashing in the enemies (my most hated example)

But not Sae-bom! She spends most of the show wearing what looks like very normal clothing that would be easy to run in. She doesn't ever look "sexy", not even once. Her clothes are baggy. I think the most form fitting thing she wears is the military uniform at the end. And she wears running shoes! No heels!

They do not let the leads hair get greasy (they should have, I doubt they'd waste water washing it like that stupid other lady), but it's not the stupid overly styled nonsense. She either has her hair down or in a ponytail. She just looks like a normal woman who is trying to get through a lockdown.

Also, they never make her The Best Ever! Even Better Than The Men, she's pretty equally matched to her husband. He has a physical edge and she's trained more, but they act together.

And her character being excited about food and eating a lot? Doesn't make me furious because she isn't rail thin and she expends a lot of calories in her job/training.

Like honestly, is a woman like this that hard to write and costume? Or does Hollywood media just cater to men so much that even the less overtly sexy Warrior Women must wear tight tank tops because otherwise the boys might get bored or something? Like honestly why can't I have this all the time?

[aurora567]

Day 9 Impact play - Sanzu/Chizu (Tokyo Revengers)

Warning: drug use and some abuse in this chapter. Or just you know Sanzu is his own warning.

Summary: Welcome to day 9 of kinktober. I am sick and have fallen behind on posting and honestly I barely remeber what I have wrote the last days so I will come back and edit stuff when I am not sick.

Word count: 1743

Last Day next day

The sun had just begun to set, casting an orange glow through the windows of Sanzu's stylish apartment. Chizu followed Sanzu back to his apartment after having just finished killing a few men who thought they could sell drugs on Bontens territory. Chisu could still feel her heart racing, adrenaline still pumping from the thrill of the kill. Blood still splattered across her left cheek. Both were aware of the simmering tension between them, an electric current that had been building ever since they started the job.

Sanzu barely got his shoes kicked off before he was walking into his living room. His right hand is already digging one of the baggies out of his pocket. Those pale blue eyes of his eyeing up the pills inside. He probably didn’t even know what the pills contained. But Chizu knew it would not matter, Sanzu would take them no matter if they were uppers or downers. Honestly he was an idiot. If anyone wanted to kill the man the easiest way would be to fill some pills with rat poison and the idiot would swallow them without a second thought.

She kicked off her heels before she was following after him, her stocking clad feet almost silent against the hardwood floor. She watched him tilt his head back and drop three of the strange pills into his mouth. How someone could swallow pills with no drink she did not know. And she was not about to ask about it.

Without a word one of his arms shot out towards her pulled her close to him, his hands sliding down her slender waist, and onto her firm ass. She gasped softly as their lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues entwining in a dance of lust. His hands roamed freely, exploring her curves through the thin fabric of her blouse and skirt. Chizu's fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as if that was possible as their tongues danced together.

As the kiss deepened, Sanzu's hands became more adventurous. Slipping under her skirt and gripping at the back of her bare thighs before they were sliding up and pushing her skirt up with his hands. Chizu's breath quickened, and she arched her back, pressing her body against his. Sanzu's fingers teased the flesh of the bottom of her ass cheek before moving up to cup her ass in his palms. The groping did not last long before his hands moved to grip her stockings and with a swift motion, he ripped them off. She could hear the ripping of her poor pantiehose.

She wanted to ask him what the poor things had done to offend him. But she probably knew the reply she would get. And after all he was still running in the high of a finished job and killing people. Add the drugs he had just taken and she knew the man was in no state to give any shits about her. Next his fingers were grabbing at her panties, ripping the material down and leaving her completely exposed with her skirt bunched up and her panties falling to the floor. She gasped, not at the sudden exposure, but at the raw desire she saw in his eyes that had yet to glaze over with a high.

"You're mine, Chizu," Sanzu growled against her lips. "And I'm going to take what's mine."

Chizu nodded her head silently at him. After all, why argue with him? He was right, she belonged to Bonten. And so she belonged to him. The only person more important than him was Mikey. Her eyes glistened with a mix of arousal and anticipation. She wanted to please him, to submit to his every desire. As if reading her mind, Sanzu spun her around and pushed her against the armrest of the couch. Her skirt was already up around her stomach and with her being bent over it revealed her perfectly round ass to him. His calloused hand caressed it gently, his touch sending shivers up her spine.

"Every time my hand touches your beautiful ass, you will count," he commanded, his voice laced with authority and left no room for her to argue with him. Her heart raced as she felt the first stinging slap on her right cheek.

"One," she breathed, her breathing already picking up.

Sanzu's hand came down again, this time on the left cheek, leaving a warm, tingling sensation in its wake.

"Two," she whispered as she already felt breathless and he had surely just gotten started.

The spanking continued, each strike igniting a fire within her. Her ass grew warmer, the sensation of pain and pleasure blending into an unique ecstasy. She counted as each strike connected with her skin. Her voice grew louder with each number.

"Seventeen! Eighteen!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with a mix of pain and pleasure.

Sanzu paused, his hand hovering in the air.

"You're enjoying this aren't you? You little slut," he asked, his voice low and dangerous as he degraded her.

Oh it was so hard to bite back the urge to smirk at him. He was right, she enjoyed every slap of his hand against her ass. And the moans she let out with each spanking completely gave it away.

A dark smile spread across Sanzu's face pulling at the diamond scars in the corner of his lips. He knew he was right and her staying silent answered his question while being slightly bratty and disobedient. He delivered two swift smacks, one on each cheek, bringing the count to twenty. Chizu's ass was now a bright red, a testament to the fact that he had not held back at all. She would surely struggle to sit down now for the next day or two.

"You've been a very naughty girl, Chizu," he whispered, his hot breath against her ear sending shivers down her spine, "Now it's time for your punishment to continue."

He stepped back, taking a minute to admire his handy work that coloured her ass. His eyes tracing the curves of her body, from her perky breasts to her swollen, wet pussy lips. His fingers worked at the zipper of his pants while he stood there staring. Chizu stood there, trembling, her breath coming in short gasps as she was forced to await for his next move. Surely by now the pills he swallowed were taking effect. He was always unpredictable, but now even more than normally.

Sanzu's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he took in the sight of her aroused state. He knew she was needy, her pussy glistening with desire. She was nearly creating a pool on the floor between her feet. Without warning, he plunged two fingers deep inside her, eliciting a loud cry of surprise and pleasure from Chizu.

"Oh fuck!" she exclaimed, her body jerking with the sudden invasion.

Sanzu's fingers worked their magic, curling and thrusting, finding her sweet spot with ease. He knew her body way too well by now. Chizu's legs trembled, her pussy clenching around his fingers as she struggled to maintain her sanity among the pleasure.

"Please, Sanzu," she begged, her voice hoarse. "I need more."

"Not yet, my pet. I want to hear you beg for my cock." Sanzu chuckled, his breath hot on her neck as he leaned over her bent form.

Without any warning he withdrew his fingers. Leaving her aching and empty she whimpered and whined out.

“Sanzu. Please. I need you,” she quickly started to blab and beg as her pussy clenched around nothing.

And that was what he had wanted to hear. Silently he positioned himself behind her. With one hand on her hip, he guided his thick, throbbing cock to her entrance. His tip was hot against her wet folds, teasing her as he slid his tip along her folds. Chizu pushed back, desperate to feel him inside her. But the hand on her hip quickly stopped her. Along with a deep growl from the body behind her.

"Please, just fuck me already!" she pleaded, her voice desperate and raw.

Sanzu obliged, driving his cock deep into her in one swift motion. Claiming her with a primal growl. Chizu cried out, her body shaking as she adjusted to his size. He gave her no chance to adjust to his sudden intrusion as he began to move, his hips thrusting in a relentless rhythm. Filling her completely with each rough thrust.

"That's it, take it all," he grunted, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "You love being fucked, don't you?"

She could barely nod her head, her words lost in the waves of pleasure washing over her. Sanzu's cock felt incredible. He was stretching her, filling her in a way that ignited every nerve ending in her body. He pounded into her, his pace increasing with each thrust, his balls slapping against her clit with every retreat. She could feel the tension in her body building quickly.

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum!" Chizu cried out, her body tensing as her orgasm built.

Sanzu showed no mercy, his rhythm relentless as he drove her closer to the edge.

”Cum for me. Let me feel your pussy milk my cock."

His words were the final push she needed. Her body convulsed, her pussy clenching around his cock as she came hard. Sanzu growled, his own release building as he felt her orgasmic spasms. Her body was squeezing and milking his cock for all it was worth.

"Fuck, yes!" he roared, as he emptied his load deep inside her. His hot cum painted her insides and mixed with her own juices.

They stood there, both panting as they tried to catch their breath. Her body was limp and bent over the armrest of the couch. Sanzu's hands stroked her hair, his once sadistic demeanor softening slightly as he enjoyed the high from the adrenaline, drugs, and ecstasy from the orgasm.

The moment did not last long till he was stepping back from her. She whimpered as his soft cock slipped from her body. She could hear shuffling behind her, she could only assume he was putting himself away and pulling his pants back up to dress himself.

“I’m going for a shower,” was all he said before turning and leaving her alone in his living room to recover on her own. She best head home. He was not the only one who needed a shower. She still had blood on her face, or she would if she didn’t stain his couch with it.

Next day

[asics2022]

Unleash Your Run With ASICS Novablast 4 | ASICS India

Experience the ultimate energy return with ASICS Novablast 3. Engineered for comfort and speed, it's your go-to shoe for a powerful running experience. Shop now - https://www.asics.com/in/en-in/collection/neutral-cushion-shoes/blast-series.html?page=1 

[gleeful-faggot]

wow guys isn't it so cool that the fiances went to the met gala and nothing bad ever happened to them

Inspired by this post by @honeyblockm about which on the dsmp characters would wear a black suit to the met gala vvv

I can't draw feet so that's why they have no shoes, but other than that, explinations for the clothing choices under the cut!

Starting with Karl bc I have the most to say about him! I decided to have them be going to 2024's just gone Met Gala, which means the theme was Garden of Time, and the exhibit Sleeping Beauties: Reawakening Fashion, and out of all three of them, Karl would be the one going to great lengths to be on theme for both.

I wanted his clothing to be a mismatch of eras with no clear gender, so he's wearing a late 1800s mens evening shirt with 1830s mutton sleeves (worn under dresses to give them shaping), then a regency mans corset. The gloves and trousers have no era as I think he'd also try and look into future fashion of fashion, and the angles in both pieces were inspired by that.

The twisting vine around him, and the decorative flowers on the corset are the interpretation of 'A garden of time'. I wanted him to be in something that appears to defy gravity but I'm not that good at drawing yet. The colour of the flowers are all from his various skins over tftsmp

His makeup is evident, but minimal. He's got a painted flower on his cheek, lipstick on his bottom lip, and eyeliner on with no specific date in mind but he slays it.

Next up, Sapnap. He's in a black suit. He's got an apple brooch on that Karl probably wrestled onto him that costs more than the suit in total but gives an air that maybe he knew what the theme was.

For makeup, he's even more minimal. Orange blush with lipstick on top and bottom lip. My man is not eating this look :/

Last up, Quackity. He sees himself as an It Girl, so is wearing something incredibly stylish but absolutely not on theme. He's got a loose fitting gold blouse on that has the Lowest plunge neckline you've ever seen bc mans is a SLUT. He's also glitzed up his wings by putting shit loads of glitter in them, and then balanced the gold with an equal amount of red, as seen in the high waisted trousers.

His makeup is the most maximalist of all three. He put makup in and around the scar to make it more noticeable, and also helps with balancing the red and gold. He's got gold eyeshadow on and glitter smeared strategically across his upper half. He's got lipstick on his upper lip, and he knows what's up. He knows he's hot.

[haggishlyhagging]

Rossi describes the Chinese semi-amputees as "a reigning clan of goddesses with sensual powers not bestowed upon ordinary women [emphases mine]." By now it is evident to the reader what sort of "powers" these "reigning goddesses" enjoyed. Rossi prefers not to know. When he uses the term cruel to describe the practice of footbinding, it is in quotation marks. Instead of using the term pain, he writes blandly of "discomfort" to which "the growing girl developed a good deal of immunity." The unsuspecting reader of his book may be seduced into associating footbinding with something like the adolescent discomfort of wearing braces on one's teeth. Perhaps she is even lulled by the arrogant style of authority into forgetting to ask the most obvious questions, such as: Just how would he know? Thus she may nod in mesmerized agreement when he intones the familiar misinformation that "women have always had an affinity for fragile foundations and willowy walking."

Anyone who thinks of contemporary Western stylish women's shoes and of the indoctrination women all receive from earliest childhood, about the "correctness" of such footwear, knows something about this "affinity" and its origins. We have all heard the familiar derisive remarks about "women who wear sensible shoes." The term sensible, meaning reasonable, is used as derogatory when applied to women's choice of footwear. An implication of this is that women should not be sensible/reasonable because this is de-sexualizing in men's eyes. The connection between the condition of one's feet and the state of one's mind is implied in this adjective, sensible. Hobbling on spiked heels or platform shoes, painfully smiling, women feel physically and emotionally unsteady. In such attire they are vulnerable physically, since it is at least difficult, if not impossible, to run from an attacker or participate in many ordinary—not to mention athletic—activities. They are also vulnerable mentally/emotionally, since such footwear keeps them aware, at least subliminally, of their victim status. Their response to this awareness is to send out signals of helplessness through tones of voice, nervous laughter, body language, and Self-depreciating speech and behavior.*

* In reconsidering the pejorative attacks on "sensible shoes," it may also be enlightening to consider another definition of the term sensible: "capable of receiving impressions from external objects through the sense organs." Feet are our contact with the ground, the earth. Spinsters undertaking a dangerous and adventurous journey need to be balanced and sure-footed and capable of receiving impressions accurately. We therefore choose our equipment wisely, and this means choosing sensible shoes. To succumb to the dictates of foot "fashion" is to fail to break away from sado-ritual behavior. Such behavior creates the familiar "living proof" which supports mendacious assertions by the scholars of sado-ritual, such as Rossi, about women's "affinities."

-Mary Daly, Gyn/Ecology

[cherrylng]

Bad Taste Fashion!? [STYLE Series #004 - Muse (August 2010)]

Be more outrageous, or be stylish! Learn the secrets of extreme fashion from the pioneers of the UK rock world

Text: Yoko Shintani

In 2009, Muse became a regular at music events. They have been lauded everywhere, from the Q Awards to BRIT, where they won the prestigious “Best Artist in the World Today” award, to being listed as one of the nominees for “Worst of the Best.” The problem was, of course, Matt Bellamy's fashion sense.

Although he narrowly missed out on the award, he was in the running for “NME Awards' Worst Dressed” along with Liam Gallagher, Ellie Jackson (La Roux), and Katy Perry (the winner was Lady Gaga). While his love of fashion is evident, both on stage and in his personal life, his taste is risqué . His taste for light, red, white, or high-contrast coordinates such as red and white or black and white, tailored jackets, uniform designs, sporty and cyber-inspired details, and thoroughly super-slim shapes……. None of these tastes are weird on their own, but when they all come together on a matte canvas, they present a strangely strong and cloying bad taste, which is a sad state of affairs. Incidentally, at the “NME” Awards ceremony, he wore a black-and-white polka-dot shirt, a silver-grey suit, and a hot black-and-white tweed coat over it. He must have really liked it since he wore the same coat to last year's “Q” Awards ceremony. However, wearing the same coat twice at an awards event is a total no-no.

However, the British rock scene, which has been led by art school graduates, has always had a taste for the kind of sleaze that makes it impossible to determine whether it is stylish or grotesque. Looking back over the past 40 years or so, it goes without saying that the 70s stand out in terms of sheer eccentricity and ferocity. With glam rock and the two stars of the scene, Marc Bolan and David Bowie, the boundaries between men and women quickly blurred, and all the rules of Western male dress were broken down, with hair and makeup becoming completely unisex. Bowie, in particular, actively collaborated with Kansai Yamamoto and other designers to create an even more out-of-this-world image by playing the fictional character “Ziggy Stardust.“ On the other hand, in Roxy Music, which was also a leading glam rock band at the time of its debut, it was not frontman Bryan Ferry but Brian Eno, who was in charge of synthesisers, who experimented with outlandish fashions.

“Dom and Matthew at the NME Awards ceremony on 24 February 2010. While Dom is neatly dressed, Matthew wears a tweed coat with a slightly different length and broader shoulders, a half-size grey suit, and a polka-dot shirt that is out! The magnetic necklace-like chain and the Aki at the collar are also out of step with current trends. The coat seems to be his favourite, and he wears it to the Q Awards ceremony as well as when travelling to and from the Big Day Out. His hair is a bit flat, and his shoes are a bit off-putting, giving off a sense of carelessness but also a strong sense of commitment. pic: Dave Hogan / Getty Images”

He wore a kimono-like dress that would put Bowie to shame, or was adorned with feathers and lamé, and stood on stage in a manner that is hard to imagine from his recent appearance as a master producer. Speaking of unimaginable nowadays, Peter Gabriel of the Genesis era, who belonged to the progressive rock music genre, was another example. He borrowed his wife's long dress and other outlandish costumes from the neck down, but his head was particularly striking, and his “flower” costume with flower petals surrounding his face is perhaps the most famous. Other than that, he was also good at wearing alien makeup that looked like it came out of a sci-fi movie, or wearing a stuffed fox's head on his head……

Another person who should not be forgotten is Elton John. Although Elton John has come out and is now enjoying dressing up openly, at the time he was venting his repressed sexuality in a fashion that was a comical interpretation of glam. And Queen, who had a huge influence on Muse musically, reigned as the leader (!) of rock fashion in the post-glam era. The late Freddie Mercury, in particular, tried his hand at many risqué styles, such as jumpsuits, ballet tights, bare-chested and sleeveless, etc……

Later, with the rise of punk, UK rock once again became stoic, but regained its splendour in the 80s. The New Romantic & Goth era had arrived. Although the two groups have contrasting tastes in colour, with the former using extreme colours and the latter monotone, they share the same androgynous fashion orientation, with glam rock as their main source of inspiration. From Culture Club and Adam & the Ants to Siouxsie and the Banshees and Alien Sex Fiend, each eccentric artist heralded the end of the century. The visual and sonic tastes of that era are, as we all know, undergoing a major revival, with young pop stars such as Adam Lambert, Lady Gaga, KE$HA, and others all looking to Bowie, Queen, and Boy George as role models. Without them, the world would be a very boring place!

Therefore, Matt's bad taste is also adorable when you look down the lineup of UK rock's most eccentric dressers. And in his case, it is his personality, the reset, the lighting, and the music that is the star on stage, not what he wears that matters so much to his fans. And yet, the discrepancy between Muse's musicality and his solid character, which lacks femininity or campness, and his glittery, watery clothing is truly bizarre, and what's more, the sparkly glitter is also extremely half-baked. The clothes show an extraordinary attention to detail, but the makeup is a complete waste of time, and the haircut is a bit careless. If you are going to do something like this, go for a Freddie-style fashion like Justin Hawkins of The Darkness, or go all out with the long hair and dreads, or paint your face like Peter Gabriel, or work with an interesting designer to provide futuristic costumes that synchronise with the stage direction, go Freaky and go for it. Then we won't be bothered by petty discussions about the worst-dressed. Or hire a competent stylist to help you find a simple suit that suits you. In the meantime, even though Freddie loved it, red-and-white coordination is too difficult and should be avoided. I'm probably not the only one who irresistibly thinks of the uniforms of the Japanese Olympic team……………….

This is the rumoured ‘Flower Man’, Peter Gabriel's stage costume from his time with Genesis. It's funny because he was very serious about it. After leaving the band in 1975 and going solo, he became very ordinary.

Brian Eno at the time he was in Roxy Music. His forehead was rising, but he wore a lot of make-up and wore his hair long. All of them wore flamboyant outfits with spacy decorations on their shoulders, etc.

Sir Elton John, who now wears an ordinary suit and flashy tie, used to take the world by storm with his huge ornate glasses and flamboyant outfits. He is a drag queen in every sense of the word!

Freddie Mercury, the king or queen of the bizarre = Queen. The familiar full-body tights costumes were originally designed by Zandra Rhodes. From kimono-style dresses with a daring take on Japanese kimonos to cross-dressing, you name it! pic : Koh Hasebe

Adam and the Ants' Adam Ant pioneered the New Romantic movement of the 1980s and stole the hearts of girls. His unique ‘pirate fashion’, with its elaborate hair and make-up, was imitated by his fans.

Translator's Notes: I do find Matt's taste in fashion to be... quite interesting at times. But in all honesty, I'm neutral to his fashion tastes, given that I use his clothes, accessories, and even his hairstyle to pin down on the correct eras whenever I reblog Muse posts lmao

And also, Freddie's fashion is always 150% fierce AF. As for Adam Ant, him looking like a slutty pirate trying to seduce the Royal Navy to chase after him is just his default appearance since the 80s.

[explore24]

Top 5 Shoe Brands You Shouldn’t Miss in 2024: A Perfect Blend of Style, Comfort, and Durability

Finding the right pair of shoes is essential—not only for comfort but also for enhancing your personal style and confidence. In today’s fast-paced world, people are constantly on the lookout for shoes that offer a seamless combination of durability, trend, and comfort. The right shoes can elevate your entire outfit, make long hours of standing or walking easier, and even boost your performance in athletic activities.

In this comprehensive blog, I will introduce five top shoe brands in 2024 that are dominating the Indian market, and I’ve included exclusive affiliate links for each brand so you can shop directly with confidence. Let’s take a closer look at what makes these brands stand out, and why they should be your next footwear choice.

---

1. Sparx Shoes – The Ultimate Choice for Casual and Athletic Wear

Sparx is a leading brand that offers affordable, durable, and stylish footwear. Whether you're going for a run, hitting the gym, or just hanging out with friends, Sparx shoes are designed to meet all your footwear needs. The brand is renowned for its variety of options, from sports shoes to casual sneakers and slippers.

Key Features of Sparx Shoes:

Durability: Sparx shoes are built to last. Their high-quality soles and sturdy stitching ensure that your shoes can handle wear and tear, whether you're hiking or using them for everyday activities.

Comfort: Sparx uses shock-absorbing soles and breathable materials, which reduce foot fatigue even after long hours of use.

Design Variety: The brand offers numerous design options, making it easy to find a pair that suits your style—whether you're after something sporty or casual.

Affordable: One of the most attractive features of Sparx shoes is their affordability, without compromising on quality.

If you're looking for versatile shoes that won't break the bank, check out the latest Sparx collection here.

---

2. Bacca Bucci – Where Fashion Meets Functionality

For those who want to combine style and comfort, Bacca Bucci Shoes are an excellent choice. This brand offers footwear that is not only functional but also fashion-forward, appealing to both men and women. With their trendy designs and durable construction, Bacca Bucci shoes are perfect for those who want to stay ahead of the fashion curve without compromising on comfort.

Key Features of Bacca Bucci Shoes:

High-Quality Materials: Bacca Bucci uses premium leather and synthetic materials to craft shoes that are not only stylish but also long-lasting.

Streetwear-Inspired Designs: Their urban and streetwear-inspired designs make these shoes perfect for young professionals and fashion enthusiasts alike.

Versatility: Whether you're looking for casual sneakers, formal shoes, or boots, Bacca Bucci offers a variety of options suitable for any occasion.

Affordability: Despite the premium look and feel, Bacca Bucci shoes are budget-friendly, making high-end fashion accessible to all.

Explore the full Bacca Bucci collection to find a pair that matches your unique style.

---

3. Puma Shoes – Unleash Your Athletic Potential

When it comes to sportswear, Puma is a name that needs no introduction. Known for their innovative designs and cutting-edge technology, Puma shoes are engineered to maximize performance without sacrificing comfort. Whether you're running, training, or playing a sport, Puma has something to enhance your athletic experience.

Key Features of Puma Shoes:

Advanced Technology: Puma shoes are designed with the latest innovations in athletic footwear, including breathable uppers, lightweight midsoles, and responsive cushioning for superior comfort.

Sports-Oriented Designs: Puma shoes are built with athletes in mind. From running shoes to football boots, they offer specialized footwear that optimizes performance in every sport.

Ergonomics: Puma is known for crafting shoes that perfectly fit the contours of your feet, reducing the risk of injury and enhancing your natural movement.

Style and Comfort: Beyond just sports, Puma sneakers have become a fashion statement, perfect for athleisure and casual wear.

Upgrade your athletic gear by checking out the latest Puma shoe collection.

---

4. Campus Shoes – Affordable Footwear for Daily Wear

Campus Shoes are synonymous with affordability and comfort. Designed for those who want a reliable pair of shoes for daily activities, Campus offers a wide range of stylish sneakers, casual shoes, and sports shoes. The brand focuses on blending comfort with style, making them a go-to for people from all walks of life.

Key Features of Campus Shoes:

Lightweight Design: Campus shoes are incredibly lightweight, making them ideal for daily wear and long hours of use.

Durability: Even though they're budget-friendly, Campus shoes don’t compromise on quality. Their materials and construction are designed to withstand daily wear and tear.

Innovative Comfort: The cushioned insole and flexible outsole ensure that Campus shoes provide the ultimate comfort, making them suitable for long periods of walking or standing.

Wide Range of Styles: Campus offers everything from simple sneakers to more stylish options for various activities, so you’ll always find a pair that fits your needs.

Explore the latest Campus Shoes and experience unmatched comfort at an affordable price.

---

5. Adidas – Iconic Designs and Unmatched Performance

Adidas is a brand that is known for revolutionizing sports footwear. From its iconic three stripes to cutting-edge technology, Adidas Shoes continue to be a favorite among athletes and casual wearers alike. Whether you're looking for running shoes, casual sneakers, or something for specific sports, Adidas offers a wide range of options that deliver style and performance.

Key Features of Adidas Shoes:

High-Tech Performance: Adidas shoes come with advanced features like Boost and Bounce cushioning, providing superior comfort and energy return for enhanced athletic performance.

Stylish Designs: While Adidas shoes are built for performance, they are also a global style icon, with their sleek designs making them a popular choice for streetwear and casual looks.

Durability: Adidas shoes are made from premium materials that ensure long-lasting wear, even in harsh conditions.

Sustainability: Many Adidas shoes are now made from recycled materials, making them a great choice for eco-conscious consumers.

If you're looking for the perfect combination of style and performance, check out the latest Adidas collection.

---

Conclusion: Step into Style and Comfort with These Top Shoe Brands

Whether you're looking for a pair of shoes to elevate your casual look, power through your workouts, or simply offer everyday comfort, these top five brands have something for everyone. Each brand offers its unique blend of style, durability, and comfort, ensuring that you find the perfect fit for your lifestyle.

Latest Sparx

By shopping through the exclusive affiliate links provided, you not only get access to top-quality footwear but also support this blog in bringing more valuable, engaging content to you.

So what are you waiting for? Grab your perfect pair of shoes today and step into 2024 with confidence and style!