#THE LEATHER THE PUFFY PATTERNED SHIRTS

[fantasticgothicpeachsludge]

Going feral over Once upon a times costuming again

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ID: 1. Waist up of human Nandor dressed in a chainmail shirt with chest plating, a silver sword dangling from his left ear, a brown leather belt, and a brown leather baldric over his shoulder attached to a real sword at his hip. His hair is half up, twin braids from his temples forming a bun at the crown of his head and held in place by a leather clasp threaded with a stick. He is leaning against a doorframe, arms crossed, and staring offscreen with hooded eyes and a small smile, a pink heart floating by his face. 2. What Nandor is looking at. Waist up of Jeremy and Guillermo from the back as they chat idly, the vague idea of a coat rack in front of them. Jeremy is wearing long white robes. Guillermo, half turned toward Jeremy with a smile as they chat, is making motions to shrug off his puffy winter coat. 3. Extreme closeup of Nandor's eyes as they fly open in shock, cheeks flushing red. 4. Close up of Guillermo in profile, from the bridge of his nose to just below his chest, as he shrugs his coat off to reveal his bare shoulder and arm in a plain black tank top, a golden chain around his neck disappearing into the shirt. His right hand, wearing a leather glove, pulls out a piece of black fabric with a dotted white design. 5. Hips up of Guillermo from Nandor's POV on a glowing pink background, surrounded by golden sparkles, as he drops the coat completely and throws a poncho over his shoulders to complete his outfit. He is paused in motion, eyes downcast, pink mouth pursed, arms raised chest-high as the poncho flutters into place around his shoulders. It is black and translucent, decorated with a silver beadwork pattern of spiderwebs. The end of the poncho hits right at his waist line, edges scalloped like bat wings with silver pearls adorning each peak. Four short makeshift spider legs are sewn to the bottom of his tank top, two on each side. In the background are pink-tinted close ups in Nandorvision: the flex of Guillermo's bicep, the stretch of his fingers beneath the glove, and the roll of his back and stomach beneath the tight tank top as his arms stretch overhead. 6. A pink-tinted Nandorvision fantasy: full body of Nandor and Guillermo in their current outfits as Nandor grabs Guillermo at the waist and dips him, knee pressing forward between his legs and head dipped to mouth at his neck. Guillermo's arms are looped around Nandor's shoulders and he is smiling blissfully, hearts floating around his head, cheeks flushed as he tilts his head to allow Nandor access to his throat. His left leg hitches around Nandor's hip as Nandor's right hand creeps beneath the hem of his tank top. 7. Shoulders up of the real Nandor, staring slackjawed at the visions before him, cheeks flushed red and eyes wide, irises gone pink to reflect where his mind is at. 8. Small corner panel of Nandor, chest up and casting a shadow on a sparkly pink background as he comes back down to earth. He blushes, flustered, and closes his eyes with resignation, thinking to himself: "I'm going to be beating suitors away with a stick..." /end ID

[1-800-deactivatednearu]

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[image description: two digital drawings. first is of scout's ma as a drag queen. she is posed like the engraving on the side of the ambassador, standing with one leg bent slightly and a smug smile. she holds one open fan in front of her thigh and the other behind her head, both blue and with "Bang!" written in white cursive. the front fan is slightly bloodstained. she wears a navy pinstripe sheath dress that buttons up the front and a detached shirt collar and bow tie. the collar is square, with lapels like a suit jacket. she has blue eye shadow, red lipstick, and sharply contoured cheekbones.

second drawing is of spy sitting at her feet as she lights his cigarette, holding his jaw in her hand. scout's ma wears a lighter blue dress with long sleeves and a back cutout, striped with yellow and dark blue. spy is a drag king is a large black furry coat with light brown trim, a straw hat, pink pants, and a leather harness. /end description.]

shes mama but she also responds to mommy ;)

(she/her pronouns for mama, he/him pronouns for james bondage (drag king spy)!)

the thought process talk got a little long, see more under the cut!

the main inspiration was honestly her beehive and the hand fans in the ambassador engraving and then i ran with it :) was looking at her and thinking that her design is so distinct its fairly easy to keep recognizable (for anyone curious, its the beehive, headband, mod dress, square neckline, belt)

the first design is based off spy films! the ambassador was an incredibly strong influence . i would not call this a masc look by any stretch of the imagination but i was aiming for relatively more masc . i was somewhat inspired by james bond i think? but its not too unique of a look . it can be any spy . it could even be tf2 spy! which is why she has a matching belt and watch

a bit of a relic of the past (as in ideas on the cutting room floor) is that her sleeves are so puffy because i was considering having her dress be made of a shiny material and i like how light looks on scrunchy shiny material :)

the fans say bang because i think it would be incredibly funny to snap them open . dont worry about the blood . i was planning for her to have a gun strapped to her leg but theres no space for it, unfortunately :(

the second is the result of challenging myself to vary her dress a little more while keeping the same silhouette . its not too exciting in changes construction wise! but the back cutout is because i love rendering skin and if the angle permits it then... i was leaning more into the mod dress look with the patterning this time around, its a lot lighter this time around in colors because i deserve more fun coloring this time around! tossed in yellow as the popular accent color of choice .

james bondage is far less inspired whoops . the plan was more or less "i want to make him look like an expensive cat" . the leather harness was realizing i have got to capitalize off the bondage part . i do not know how to feel about the wearing it over a jacket that big

with james bondage i went pose first, then clothes, then clothes on the pose. which is to say, this outfit is probably more exciting without the jacket . whoops!

[image description: digital sketch of spy's full outfit from the drawing of him with scout's ma. obscured details: his black gloves are at opera length with belts attached, the straw hat has a ribbon that match his pants, the pants have two buttons as opposed to one for the fly, and he is wearing ankle length boots with stilettos and red soles. end description.]

[15-lizards]

love what you do! do you think you could expand on the winterfell region or the or bolton/umber region fashion?

I am a firm believer in patterns for men. Ignore the show no Lord of Winterfell is going to wear old leathers like a plebeian. They have fine fur cloaks, carefully made brooches and clasps, and thick fabrics that may not be comfortable but are clearly patterned and well made (no one ever said serving cunt was easy) Ned should have been rocking the fit on the left when Robert showed up and Jon should’ve been eating bitches up on the wall like the fit on the right

I am also a firm believer in big fancy wide sleeve supremacy. And big fancy hat/kokoshnik. Since silk and satin and thin fabrics aren’t feasible in winterfell, the women focus on embroidery, beading, and fur to make their clothes look pretty. Perhaps the sign of the most affluent bitch in winter fell is how big can their headpiece get and how heavy can it get from beading and decoration until it’s hurting your neck. The more slouching the better.

Bolton cool blood-core aesthetic is sadly hindered by thick extra layers of clothing that leave you puffy like a marshmallow. Bc I doubt there is much central heating in the Dreadfort. Probably not as much decoration on the clothing for minor nobles, but Roose and his crew still have some. All in red of course. A lot of high collars, long sleeves, and tight jackets with fur cloaks over the shoulders there’s no shirtless sword practice here take ur ass back to Highgarden

Honestly the Umbers probably aren’t far off from wildlings themselves. Furs and leather and using every part of the animal for their clothing, but they also still have the (albeit minor) luxury of dyes and metals etc etc. They’re still physically threatening but also they’re trudging through waist high snow most of the year and have to waddle around in ten layers of extra clothes. So yea Greatjon is scary but less scary when you see him with three scarves around his face and an overcoat on big enough to cover his four layers of shirts

Extra: smallfolk from around the Umber and Bolton areas. Why is everyone in game of thrones wearing brown. Why are they only wearing two layers. That’s stupid D&D you are stupid. The smallfolk in my mind wear handmade patterns that were lovingly made by the fire. Cotton clothing dyed from berries and plants. Grey wool from the sheep and sun bleached leather that’s turned light brown. Fur hats to keep their ears warm and big pants to tuck into their boots. The smallfolk in my homeade ASOIAF universe are realistically able to survive winter

[dairyfreenugget]

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Refreshed their design and reference sheet a tiny bit :] Still unsure about the pupils, but we'll see if I keep them. They're meant to be barely visible anyways so I can just not draw them if I don't feel like it

ID start: A reference sheet for a human version of The Hollow Knight/Pure Vessel from Hollow Knight. Most of their skin is pitch black save for their white face, which has freckles and a small mole under their left eye. Their skin turns black right under their bone cheeks, and combined with their horns makes their face resemble the shape of their mask in-game. Their white hair is long and kept in a high ponytail. Their long bangs almost completely cover the right side of their face. On the left side of the reference sheet there are some close-up of their body parts and text describing the following traits: They're digitigrade, with long elf ears, sharp claws, and teeth with two sets of fangs, three spurs on the back of their forearms, a short spiky tail and almost pitch black eyes with only a small dark blue pupil visible. They have no true tongue and use void tendrils as a substitute. When shined on, their pupils widen and get brighter. They're wearing a white shirt with frilly popped up collar and frilly puffy sleeves ending with cuffs, and the sleeves have buttons around the spikes on their arm to make it easier to put on. The shirt is embroidered with various light blue and red floral patterns on the shoulders and around the collar. They're wearing dark blue pants with a blue cloth belt tied to the lest side and black leather shoes modified for their digitigrade stance. Behind their left ear, they have a small white flower with a pink hand red centre and two small green leaves. On the left of them are labelled colour swatches, and above that are their pronouns, "They/them it/its". End ID.

[rizavii]

YURI.

[Image description: A digital drawing of Allura and Keith (here labeled as “Carmen” within a transfem headcanon) from voltron: legendary defender. Carmen is sitting while Allura is standing beside her with a phone in her hand, taking a photo of them. Allura has one knee resting on Carmen’s lap, and carmen has a hand wrapped around that leg. Allura holds a black and red guitar (Carmen’s) and wears a puffy white dress that ends mid-thigh, with translucent socks that have a white rose pattern under black mary jane shoes. Carmen wears a white t-shirt with a black leather jacket over it as well as dark jeans and black boots. Handwritten text next to Allura reads “Allura Tesfaye” with the Ethiopian, neptunic, and trans flags. Next to Carmen, it reads “Carmen (formerly “Keith”) Kogane,” with the Japanese, aroace, and transfem flags. In the lower left, writing reads “Lesbianism win!” with a smiley face. End ID.]

[dokeythings]

|i’m all yours| (dokyeom)

you've always found dokyeom's tendency to be shy around new people endearing, loving the way he tries extra hard to be friendly and upbeat. you think it's silly, of course, because you have never met a person who didn't fall in love with him the second they met him. he has no problem making a conversation flow with a stranger, although he second guesses himself every time. he's been invited to a fashion week fashion show as a brand ambassador, and he's thrilled about it. the event is finally happening, and his nerves kicked in right before we arrived. "it feels so weird without the guys here'", he kept saying. he would balance it out with saying "i'm really excited to talk to all the carat's though" with his infamous smile. you're excited for him to talk to them too, you love watching him do his thing. he's always so immensely grateful and filled with radiance. 

we walk onto the carpet together, where most of the interviews and introductions take place before everyone settles in for the show. dokyeom's been fiddling with his fingers the whole car ride here, seemingly distracted and in his head. as an extrovert yourself, he's told you countless times how happy he is to have you here in moments like these, as you help him come out of his shell. he looks damn good tonight though, and he has to know it. his proportions are just right, his patterned shirt tucked into leather pants, squeezing his legs in all the right places. a puffy leather jacket sits on top of it all, pulling the look together. if he wasn't so nervous, you would have been all over him already. 

he's already been greeted by a lot of people, making casual small talk and introductions. some carat's are line up on the outskirts of the carpet. dokyeom doesn't hesitate to go over to them. you watch as he interacts with them, signing their albums and taking selfies with them. he giggles softly at their jokes and talks to them as if they have been friends forever. you, of course, can still tell he's shyer than usual as you watch his body language. he blushes occasionally, feeling all the attention on him. you watch him proudly as he walks over to you after meeting with them all. when he gets to you he sighs a sigh of relief, shaking off the anxiety and collecting himself. 

"you're doing so good baby" you encourage. you reach up to run your hand through his hair, but stop when you remember that it's been done and placed exactly where it should be. you bring your hand back down, saying "sorry, it's really hard for me to not do that" you admit sheepishly.

he smiles down at you, thinking about how he doesn't know what he would do if you weren't here with him. 

"i know, i wish you could do it too" he states, kissing your forehead. your cheeks heat up at the act as you look up at him. once again, you are hit with his beauty. you don't know how someone could be so beautiful. 

"you're so beautiful" you speak, hoping he truly understands. 

he stares back down at you, watching you look up at him with doe eyes. he could melt. 

"thank you, sweet girl" he smiles, butterflies in his stomach at the compliment. "but you" he says, taking one of your hands, "look absolutely stunning". he holds your hand up above your head and makes you spin around, smiling at you as you giggle at him.

and he means it, you do look absolutely stunning. your red dress hugs you everywhere it should be, flowing down to the floor with a high slit exposing your leg. if he hadn't been so nervous, he would have been all over you already. 

"i am so lucky" he breathes out, more so muttering to himself, but you hear it anyway. you can't hide your smile. sometimes you don't know how you don't just combust with happiness every time you're in his presence. 

eventually he's taken away from you, pulled to the side for a little interview. you stand off to the side with his manager, watching from behind the person filming. it's a simple instagram video, but the woman interviewing is doing way too much. she's gorgeous, and she knows it. she's shamelessly flirting with him, and it honestly kind of makes you laugh at first. i mean, you can't blame her. dokyeom shifts uncomfortably on his feet, feeling awkward after it goes on for a while. he stays polite and happy, answering everything straight to the point. he looks over at you briefly, shooting you a quick smile. you give him a goofy thumbs up back, making him relax. the lady doesn't give up though. she asks a question completely unrelated to the show, something about relationships and if he's single. you see him try to hold back his laugh at the nerve she has. 

"actually, my wonderful girlfriend y/n is here with me tonight. i'm really happy she's here and i would be nowhere without her support" he answers honestly, smiling ear to ear. you blush as everyone around turns to look at you as hide behind his manager, making him chuckle. 

the interviewer looks at you, literally eyeing you up and down. you smile at her with a sarcastic smile, one you know another women would catch immediately. you send her a quick wave, you swear she rolled her eyes. she ends the interview quickly, having no interest anymore. you have the best boyfriend ever. truly. he starts to walk back over to you, and you notice two girls checking him out as they pass. they giggle to themselves as they walk by, saying a quick hello to him. he says hi back, shooting them a smile and they walk away giggling even louder. you cross your arms and pout, noticing him walk towards you with a raised eyebrow.

"can you stop being so hot and sweet and lovely? every girl here is falling in love with you" you huff, not knowing you had the ability to be this jealous. 

dokyeom chuckles softly, smiling at your words. he finds it cute, actually. you don't usually get jealous, and he would be lying if he said he didn't kind of like it. to be honest, he's been looking at you all night, still stunned by how good you look. he hasn't noticed too much of what else was going on, besides the creepy interview lady.

"is somebody jealous?" he smirks, moving in closer to you, taking advantage of this moment.  

"yes, yes i am actually" you pout, still keeping your arms crossed. 

he just smiles at you. he uncrosses your arms and holds your hands in his, leaving a light kiss on your pouted lips. 

"i'm all yours baby, hmm?" he hums, placing a hand on the small of your back and pulling you into him until you're pressed firmly against him. he keeps a hand on your waist, rocking you both back and forth slowly.

all you can do is nod quickly, feeling shy all of a sudden at how speechless and riled up his words left you. you know your face is red hot, and you bury it into his chest before he can see. you were too late though, as he caught it right away. before the words even came out he knew you would react that way. he chuckles as you hide your face, squeezing your hip lightly. 

"baby" he hums softly into your hair, trying to get you to look up. 

you place your hands on his waist now, peeling your head away from the comfort of his chest. you look up at him, waiting for what he has to say.

"i love you" is what he lands on, smiling wide as he says it. 

you stand up on your tip toes, pecking his lips before saying "i love you too".

[deconstructthesoup]

Since I've seen a lot of people do it, here's my sexuality, gender, and gender presentation headcanons for the Voices and Vessels:

Voices

Hero: Bisexual, he/him, cis but is probably a little bit gnc---he's trying on earrings, he's started to paint his nails and wear makeup, maybe he'll buy a skirt soon. He seems like a guy who's only recently come out of the closet and is a bit nervous about doing things right.

Contrarian: Gay, he/they, demiboy and hella gnc... in the sense that none of their outfits make any cohesive sense, and are an absolute mess of patterns and styles. His little-shit energy extends to his gender expression.

Cheated: Pansexual, he/him, trans. He's a simple jeans-and-t-shirts kinda guy, though I think he'd also wear leather jackets purely for the extra protection.

Stubborn: Gay, he/him, cis. Maybe "bear" isn't quite the right word, but he definitely comes from the Elliot Spencer school of masculinity. Big buff guy with long hair who can and will kick the shit out of you but is also a protective soul.

Broken: Bisexual, he/him... questioning his gender, but he doesn't focus much on it. He's in the "I only wear sweatpants and hoodies because I have no energy to do anything else" stage.

Cold: Gay, he/him, definitely genderqueer and only really uses "he" because it's easier. Google "mall goth" and you get a picture of him.

Paranoid: Aroace, he/they, trans. He's always dressed weirdly nice for the occasion, though it's mostly so he can stim with a tie or cuff links. They're a fancy little dude.

Opportunist: Pansexual, they/them, non-binary. They're a little more alternative-leaning---toeing the line of being punk while not actually committing hard enough to it---but they do lean into the masc side of things more often than not. It's the only reason why they wear a pronoun pin.

Hunted: Queer, he/it, unlabeled. He has better things to do than worry about his gender or sexuality. It just wears whatever it finds in its closet on any given day.

Skeptic: Biromantic demisexual, he/him, cis. He dresses like a noir detective---button-up shirt, suspenders, slacks, maybe a trenchcoat when it's not too hot out. Also, he absolutely wears glasses.

Smitten: Pansexual, they/them, non-binary but only recently out. They always dress like they're on their way to a Ren Faire, and they like to mix up femme and masc styles. Always with a prop sword, though.

Vessels

Damsel: Bisexual, she/her, cis. She absolutely dresses in a fairytale-dream style---puffy, flowing dresses, flower crowns, ect.

Prisoner: Panromantic demisexual, she/her, cis. I picture her with a more academic style, either in pantsuits or just fancy blazers with a comfortable skirt. She wears glasses, too.

Nightmare: Aromantic bisexual, she/her, cis. The gothiest goth to ever goth. She scares children and grown adults with her creepy makeup.

Spectre: Queer, she/her, trans. She's also goth, but more of a whimsigoth type, and I think she's also got a lot of general witchy vibes to her. Also, I always picture her with dyed lavender hair for some reason.

Beast: Queer, she/it, unlabeled. Again, better things to do than figure out what the hell her sexuality and gender is. It's a cat and it's here to either eat, sleep, or play with its food.

Witch: Lesbian, she/they, demigirl. Weirdly enough, I kind of picture her having my own personal style---lots of flannels, graphic tees, jeans and converse. Maybe there's a little bit of whimsy in there when she wants to make an effort, but usually not.

Tower: Pansexual, she/her, cis. Depending on what genre she's in, she either dresses like a badass lady knight or a high-powered exec. General girlboss vibes.

Adversary: Lesbian, she/her, cis. Hardcore butch. In every way possible.

Razor: Lesbian, she/her, trans. Because I can't resist the pun, she's a total metalhead---lots of chains, lots of studded clothing, lots of piercings, lots of buckles, the whole nine yards. Yes, you can stick magnets to her.

Stranger: Queer, any and all but prefers they/them, genderfluid and intersex. I like to think that they have different "fashion modes" depending on how they feel on different days---sweatpants and a hoodie for when they're feeling down, an alternative vibe for when they want to feel scary, a masculine vibe for when they want to feel confident, a feminine vibe for when they want to feel pretty, and a crazy-patterns-all-rainbow vibe for when they just want to be weird. They're fun.

[cookieeks-art]

Here’s a little project I worked on last year, but kinda, forgot to post? It’s a fake Red shoes art book spread for Edda! The composition, and art styles used, is mainly based on Snow White first page, and Arthur's second page from the actual art book, including of course the artist featured in them (aka Jeon Mi-jin (전미진) who drew the art that the art on the first page and the drawing to the top right on the second page is based on, Kim Sang-jin (김상진) aka Jin Kim who drew the art that the first drawing and the four lower drawings in the second page are based on, and Choi Minjeong (최민정) who drew the the art that the top middle drawing on the second page is based on.) (I had to use Google translate to get the names in the Latin alphabet, so I apologise if there’s any mistakes, I tried to keep the Korean name order for all the names, with the exception of Jin Kim.) [EDIT: I took a closer look Arthur’s first page today and realised that it served as a bigger inspiration for the first page that I drew then I remembered when first posting this, so shout out to that page as well which have two drawings made by Jeon Mi-jin and Choi Minjeong respectively.]

If you’ve been around for a bit you might also notice that two of the drawings on the second page are redraws of older sketches, which I mostly did as a fun treat for myself, since I find redrawing old art pretty fun. I also took this opportunity to give Harriet’s clothes a small makeover, taking some inspiration from Snow herself, a bit from the shapes of Drottning Kristinas gowns (like the drape around her shoulders and how puffy their arms are, and the general shape of the collar), and most likely from looking at details of other dresses I can’t recall at the moment (I do specifically remember looking up images of historical lace collars to get an idea of how they could look, but I don’t remember if I looked at a specific site or what sites I could have looked at in that case). I tried to keep it relatively simple with some spots for details, but looking at it now I’m not entirely sure how well it would fit the movies vine fashion wise (both Regina’s and Snow’s dresses both feel pretty modern to my amateur eyes looking at the cuts and shapes), then again I guess I can always say that the fashion is different kingdom to kingdom I suppose.

Also small shout out to Kay @the-moonlightknight who was someone who helped years ago to actually put words to Eddas personality back when I had to make a reference sheet for a discords event, which is the reference I went back to and used small parts of when writing the text for the first page.

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Two fake Red shoes art-book pages depicting my oc Edda and Harriet (A pale chubby woman, with deep eyebags, brown hair and grey eyes).

The first shows Harriet, dressed in a blue dress with lace and snowflake themed embroidery, wearing a crown and matching necklace, with her hair up in a ponytail, is looking forlornly at the viewer, her hands held before her. Edda, dressed in her casual while fluffy shirt, dark muddy red skirt and bodice, and brown leather boots, is looking to the side with a lopsided smile and holding out her knife. Cookieek is written under both of them. Behind them is a wavy dark red graphic with a pattern of thin leaves. In the bottom right corner is two patterns running side by side, one of simple tight stitches, and a more detailed snowflake inspired embroidery pattern. To the upper right of the page is a block of text titled “Edda & Harriet”, and reading: “Edda is a wise woman in the woods that Arthur stumbles upon after entering Frode kingdom to search for it’s missing princess. Edda is also the identity taken on by said missing Princess Harriet after she was able to leave the castle behind. Her life as a mistreated princess has left her jaded and with a distain for nobility and royalty, but her escape has given her hope for a better life. In leaving the identity as Harriet Edda has made a big change in her way of dress, as well as letting the mask she’d been forced into as a royal slip. She’s determined, eccentric, and considerate, with a hunger for magic knowledge. At first she doesn’t realise she’s falling for Arthur, taken in by his ridiculous yet sensitive personality and his way of smiling, but when she does she’s sure she can’t tell him at risk of making things uncomfortable between them. She doesn’t realise that a lot of the ridiculous things Arthur has done has been to show love for her, and that they are both just as willing to sacrifice themselves for the other.”

The second is a page with drawings of Edda and Harriet. The first is a grey scale drawing Harriet looking mentally exhausted, with a thousand yard stare in a profile view. Second is a head shot of Harriet crying in a blue frilly nightgown as pale hands with long nails grip the sides of her face, tips of light brown hair hovering above her. Third is a drawing of Edda sitting and talking to someone while smiling as if she’s about to laugh. Fourth is a collection of greyscale drawings of Edda making a few expressions, such as: 1, looking intrigued while grinning sinisterly with a shadow over her eyes as she holds her chin, 2, looking in awe of something with shine in her eyes, her hands hovering in front of her, 3, looking embarrassed and startled, a blush across her face and her fist held to her chest, 4, scowling deeply with a dark shadow over her eyes. Cookieek is written under all of the images.

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[memoirsofphangoriaofficial]

{SCARLET COURT INFO DUMP}

Lord: Haemoarachni, The Biological Maestro

Region: Coureich

Soul Servants: Scarlet Sisters, Vintri and Vecte

Current Court Master: Rouxrein Cardocca

Current Royal Mage: Rosealiae Von Ichor

Current Vivisynctor: Amadea Hescetta

Magich Theme: Blood

Symbols: Hearts, Daggers, Organs, Medical Tools, playing cards, masks, thespian imagery, sharp things, Biological imagery,

Colour allowed to be worn: (red Must be worn) Gold, Black, all kinds of red, white, pink (sometimes) green (only in very small accessories) grey, creams,

Rank: Standard Court

Attire: chequered patterns, puffy sleeves, Vests Waistcoats and more masculine look for women’s wear, 1890’s fashion resemblance, eye glasses (common), dramatic sleeves on blouses and coats, designs of shirts and coats emphasise the chest area (respect to the Scarlet Lord) Tends to look a little dramatic and theatre-ish. “Dandy”. Tend to be very puffy in the arms and chest (puffed sleeves and such). Sharp leather boots, leather gloves/rubber gloves (if in medical field) aprons.

Physical Features: white (common) dark brown black blond and red hair, (red hair is considered an omen) pale skin, average height shorter than other courts, most have eye problems, petite compact physiques, must have red eyes (can be different shades)

Characteristic jobs: Doctors, nurses, surgeons, physicians, pharmacists, butchers, taxidermists

The Scarlet Court is a Standard court, ruled by the Scarlet Lord, Haemoarachni. a cunning and intimidating god of blood. Most hold a respectful fear of her. She is rather uncanny to be around and look at. Her form being that of a porcelain casing, filled with… supposedly cardiac tissue. Her empty cold mask makes it hard to tell what she is feeling, only with a gingerly, red lipped smile upon it. She has clear tubes pumping blood all over her body, connecting to the grim explode heart on her chest. If one is queasy towards the biological, she would be your worst nightmare. She is stern but sly. She has much wit to her and even a sense of Humor, usually a bit cruel and unfeeling Humor but Humor nonetheless. She is well liked in her court. The scarlet courtiers find her to be a cunning respectable figure, in awe of her genius. Yes some find her a bit scary and uncomfortable, especially with her influence having a strange sickening physical awareness, but it’s only natural. Her courtiers are passionate people. Boisterous. Theatric. Crass humor and sharp wit is their cup of tea. Rather chaotic in their reasonings and can be considered quite reckless. The navy courtiers would deem so, holding a strong hatred against scarlet courtiers for their brash and “savage” ways. The Scarlet Court is the heart of all that is medicine. Biological research, study of medicine, healing, and a drive to understand the body all they can. They idolize the biological, anatomy and blood rule their ideals.

Their medicine and expertise on such is valued throughout phangoria. There aren’t many big organizations of medicine in other courts, as if there is an unspoken rule that scarlet courtiers must fill in that space. And they do their job well. Some are a bit… suspicious of them. Some things seem to lineup on in their moral on times. Many scarlet courtiers have become desensitized by the idea of illness and death. Sometimes illness is valued. Bodies are taken, with cases of people falling purposefully sick under their terms, it has never been fully investigated nor anything exactly found, so it’s mostly a simple case of medical ferver. (think the heroic period of medicine) theatre is as well a large part of their culture. Everything in one way or another is a show. A spectacle. They love to be centre-stage, making what they do entertaining and boisterously grand. It is even common to see live dissections and surgeries paired with opera performances and shows. It’s a strange novelty in the court. They are no doubt passionate people. They do what their desire guides them to do, reckless with their push to simply jump for what they want and risk it all. (They may feed into the navy courtian idea of their “savagery” at times) They are as well famously close with the Olive Court. There is no stronger bond between courts than Olive and Navy. Perhaps because of the close relationship the Scarlet Lord holds with the Olive Lord, Terranji. There are many designated trade routes and migrating laws that allow for scarlet courtiers to more easily get into Gliao, and vice versa for Coureich. There are many cultural exchanged between the courts, their foods, their medicine, even some of their holidays are celebrated between eachother.

They are often regarded for their Stalkers. skilled hunters trained professionally not only in the extermination, but research of Leech Demons. The strange, enigmatic creatures that have been feeding on their people for centuries. They are feared, yet respected, having such swift, silent kills that people have assumed that they’re some sort of secret police disguised as “hunters” (no evidence has been found) They form the orginization called the “Stalker’s Guild” a conglomerate of the hunters, where those who wish to become one can be registered and set off. There is records kept only to their eyes about leech demons. The public are still very eluded by their existence.

Region: Cuoreich (cure-ike) is a fairly temperate place. Not too hot, not too cold. Yet the courtier’s themselves take no liking to the sunlight, similarly to the Violet Courtier’s. Their lands are filled with the richest red forests, seeming to stay autumn. In tandem with the red trees, they have a rich fungal system ; mushrooms thrive in their temperate moist forests. The leech demons take liking to their lands, the fungal systems being moist and easy to grow disease and fester. Their cities and towns have a rich homely feeling. Instead of tall looming cathedrals and gloomy cities, they have wooden mansions. Red forest towns are cluttered with decadent, aristocratic homes decorated with reds and medical memorabilia. Their cities have a somewhat warm feeling whenever one steps foot in, each homely cobblestone street lined with warm gaslit lamps. Even more interesting is that Cuoreich has more time spent with blood moons than any other court, which drenches the place in a warm red glow making the already red trees seem like rich velvet.

[beansprean]

I adore Derek’s new gothpunk e-boy aesthetic and am sprinkling my own weeb hc on top!! I love him 😍

(Feel free to use his nakey self if you want to draw other fits on him, just don’t erase the watermark!)

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1. Full body of Derek smiling nervously, left hand at his side and the other held up like ‘nya’. He is wearing a black studded collar, a scoop neck black shirt with crying anime eyes, bleach stained light jeans cuffed over black combat boots, and a puffy camouflage jacket with a hood. He also has fingerless gloves and several chains attached to o rings looped around his belt.

2. Repeat. Derek is wearing a dark blue long sleeves shirt with thumb holes, frayed hems, and elbow patches under a tattered white tee shirt with horizontal rips that says "blood lust rave" in dripping black font. Beneath are black jeans with a studded belt and red suspenders hanging tucked into knee high burgundy leather combat boots. He has on several gold and silver rings, a tattoo choker, a studded collar, a long necklace with a few rings, and a dark red beanie.

3. Repeat. Derek is wearing a black and white striped long sleeve turtleneck under a black Otoboke Beaver tee shirt and loose black jeans tucked into white platform boots. He has several silver rings a silver chain around his neck, and another looped through several o rings around his belt.

4. Repeat. Derek is wearing a loose dark red striped sweater with a rip at the neckline affixed with safety pins, dark wash skinny jeans with multiple rips down the thighs and knees over fishnet tights, and checkered high top sneakers. He has dogtags, a pentagram necklace, and a studded collar around his neck and multiple chains, padlocks, and handcuffs hanging from his belt with o rings.

5. Repeat. Derek is wearing a dark loose sweater with thumb holes, a ripped off collar connected with safety pins, and fishnet material from the waist down. It's tucked into loose black skater pants with dangling hooks and suspenders and an askew studded belt, unzipped at the calf to show red material underneath. Black converse peek out beneath the flared cuffs.

6. Repeat. Derek is wearing a white collared shirt under a black tee shirt that says “vampire weekday” in slashy red font and black jeans with red splatter on the knees tucked into red ankle boots. He has on several rings, a few chains and a padlock around his neck, and a studded belt.

7. Repeat. Derek is wearing a short sleeve dark grey button up with a white scallop pattern and rolled sleeves, unbuttoned past his sternum to show off the gold pendant around his neck. The shirt is tucked into dark wash jeans with a snakeskin belt, cuffs rolled to mid calf, a few inches above shiny burgundy ankle boots.

8. Repeat. Derek is wearing a pale lavender turtleneck with black fishnet sleeves that hook around his fingers like gloves tucked into black skinny jeans with a studded belt. He has a thick black studded collar with an o ring and a matching harness strapped across his chest, the center o ring attached to a leash he holds in his left hand. He has several chains attached to o rings at his belt and his jeans are tucked into huge black gothic platform boots with several straps.

9. Repeat. Derek is wearing an oversized black hoodie over distressed and ripped up jeans and scuffed brown hiking boots with the laces double wrapped around his ankles. His hoodie has some red lacing down the arms and at the cuffs, and at the center is a red square with a crying anime girl rendered in black with white lineart. Red text in Japanese on either side reads "lonely vampire"

10. Repeat. Derek is wearing black briefs. /End ID

[skullhaver]

athren! glance, motion, roots, texture, favorite

Okay We're Doing This.

roots: Is your OC's look inspired by any specific style of clothing or fashion trend? What are the roots and/or inspiration for their look?

So! Besides the Total Fantasy Bullshit elements like his black leather armor and the Highlander peacock cloak fit (top left), Athren's style is primarily influenced by European fashions between 1550-1600, which in England was the Elizabethan era. My biggest inspo sources:

(Top right) Extant historical garments like this gorgeous doublet at the Metropolitan Museum

(Middle row) Every sick fit Sir Walter Raleigh wears in Elizabeth: The Golden Age. Although they were cowards for not putting him in a ruff.

(Bottom left) Costumes used in Shakespeare productions like Regé-Jean Page in The Merchant of Venice

(Bottom right) Outfits people create for ren faires!

Besides the fact that I just personally like this fashion era a lot, I was inspired by how Waterdhavian nobility are portrayed in module art! Victoro Cassalaner's ruff and giant bloomers feel very Elizabethan-inspired.

glance: At first glance, what stands out most about your OC's appearance? What's their distinguishing feature?

The signature thing about most of Athren's wardrobe is the silhouette: a padded, structured doublet; puffy bloomers; and hose.

I imagine the overall effect of this is like... okay, in the Athren & Adinar reconciliation scene I just wrote, Athren is wearing a beautifully tailored suit and vest with a coordinated tie and pocket square, and Adinar is in jeans and a t-shirt.

motion: How does your OC move? How does their clothing help or hinder their range of motion? Are they flexible, coordinated, clumsy?

In a fight, Athren is graceful, but also fast, shifty, and furtive. Affectionately, lizard-like. But a lizard with panache. (Guy who takes the dash action a lot!) The light leather armor he wears is practical for his duelist style. Absolutely nothing Athren wears is practical for demonstrating his (excellent) flexibility. Tbh Athren's daywear does hinder his range of motion but he's willing to be mildly uncomfortable for the sake of fashion.

texture: Does your OC favor any specific kinds of cloth or textures? Is there anything they can't wear or don't like? What sort of fabrics do they prefer?

Favorites: Silk and velvet, absolutely. Silk damask in particular, for the kinds of rich patterns he likes. Does not enjoy being cold but DOES enjoy winter, so prefers heavier fabrics. Doesn't like: whatever scratchy, low-quality linens and spider silks his old uniforms were probably made of.

favorite: Does your OC have a favorite article of clothing or accessory? What is it? What's the meaning behind it? Do they wear it all the time or do they wear it sparingly to keep it safe?

Is it any surprise that it's his sunglasses? They're his signature accessory! They look fantastic and they protect his eyes from the miserable fucking sun. They were actually a recent purchase just before the Floon/Renaer rescue that kicked off Dragon Heist. They're brass but he recently got them gold-plated using that sweet, sweet, heist money.

[aikoiya]

LoZ: TotK - Champignon Corsair Set

Here's a set that I think might go well with the Cece hat. (So long as you get rid of the hair & makeup.)

A white frock coat that reaches down to the ankles with a Cece Brand mushroom patterned border at the bottom & gold detailing. White musketeer shirt with gold-lined ruffled sleeve cuffs, the ruffled cuffs sticking out from under the frock coat's cuffs. Maybe make the collar resemble the odd gold netting that Cece & Sophie have for their collars & have it stick up past the frock's collar. Also, a feather to the hat.

High-waisted double-buttoned Victorian breeches. Black ornate men's captain boots with gold Cece Brand buckles; breeches legs tucked into the boots. Lacey white & gold-lined men's cravat with a Cece Brand brooch. Gold Cece Brand buttons. Buttons & brooch resemble the gold Cece applique on the canon hat. Gold hoop pirate earrings with the Cece Brand symbol & a turquoise bead on each. The lace ruffles should match the ruffles on the canon Cece hat & the cravat resembles the lace veil at the back of the hat. Also, puffy mushroom shoulder pads.

(I've finally got the cravat to where I feel satisfied! Though, I'm still not entirely sure about the pattern I used for the lapels...)

And finally, a version featuring the OG Cece Pattern.

Still got some work to do, but I think I'm almost finished.

I'm also not sure whether to keep the frock as is or make it more like Swordfighter Peach's, which would make it less likely for Link to get the coat tangled around his legs.

Also, 86 the bright pink hypermodern hair that covers the eyes & the blue lipstick. Just let them die in a fire.

Link's natural hair could, instead, be pulled into a stylized Victorian men's ponytail with a leather Viking's hair tie; Cece Brand, of course.

And, finally, maybe give him a thin mustache & goatee like this.

(Made using Rinmaru's Mega Fantasy Avatar game. It's the closest I could get to how I think he'd look in it. Just with the ponytail against his back. I just liked how nice & curly this one was.)

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I just feel like something like this would match Cece's ostentatious style while also managing to look classy at the same time. Because the hat when paired with the canon hair & makeup looks like something that a trashy whore with a rich sugar daddy might wear.

I'm not sure what I'd make the effect or the Set Bonus, but I'll think about that later. Maybe something like Mushroom Gatherer, which could allow you to possibly get 2 mushrooms instead of one when you pick them & the more of the set you wear, the higher the chance? Or it could increase the effectiveness of mushrooms when cooking? Also, maybe the Set Bonus could be something like Scimitar Proficiency because Scimitars resemble cutlasses?

I think I have it.

Effect: Mushroom Gather (doubles the number of mushrooms you can get when harvesting mushrooms)

Set Bonus: Swashbuckling Mastery (one-handed swords deal more damage, increased speed when weilding a one-handed sword, easier dodging, & faster Flurry Rush; weilding Scimitars doubles this effect)

Secret Abilities: Champignier (mushroom chef; increases the effectiveness of mushrooms when cooking), Shroom Duelist (weapons or shields with mushrooms fused to them makes mushroom effect twice as effective), increased swim speed, & increased sail speed.

Secret Abilities being the ones that you have to discover for yourself. Like how the Royal Guard uniform also has increased swim speed despite it not being listed.

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Edit: Listen, ya'll seem to be missing the fact that I don't like the original design for the Cece Hat because the hair & makeup are fugly.

Very few people can pull off the blue lipstick look & Link is very much not one of them. Same with the neon pink hair in a weird ass bob that covers the eyes. Put those 2 together & I don't know if there's anyone who'd look good in them.

I mean... it's possible to make that lipstick shade look good on him, but the hair especially makes that difficult to do. Even just keeping his natural hair color would vastly improve the overall synergy of the colors.

This isn't something that I'm saying out of "bigotry." I'm saying it because the pink bob with the lapis lipstick looks more at home on a clown.

I wouldn't even like them on a woman, so if you take this as some sort of slight against crossdressers or men who wear makeup, then that tells me more about how you think of them than what I do.

FYI, I didn't mind the Gerudo Set or the Frostbite Set as much as I do the Cece Hat. Because while I'm not a fan of crossdressing or drag & I think that they were too on the feminine side for what I think looks best on Link, at least they looked good.

Because good aesthetics are good aesthetics no matter what sex you are. And, I hate to break it to you, but not everyone is going to look good in something & there's no changing that. Some people look good in one thing & other people look good in other things. And Link doesn't look good in a bright pink bob & cobalt lipstick.

Take it or leave it.

LoZ Wild Masterlist

[beaubambabey]

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character. but the main 6 BG3 origin companions <3

YESSSSS LET'S GOOOOOO we're doing this in a modern fashion context

Astarion in canon is constantly in puffy sleeves, but I think in a modern context he would have a very sleek, modern wardrobe that shows off his slender, toned physique. Very New York old money style.

Gale cannot escape the curse of the cozy academic, and has comfy sweaters for days. Sometimes sweater vests. Warmer earth and jewel tones suit him best, but whatever button down he's got on under is in desperate need of ironing half the time.

Karlach is a quintessential biker butch, complete with leather pants, distressed denim, and upcycled band shirts made into tank tops. For the gun show. But there's always going to be one cute or quirky little accessory (fun pins, colored gauges, etc.) because she just thinks it's neat.

Lae'zel is a gym goth. When she's not wearing athleisure, she's rocking the most hideous collection of patterns to ever clash.

Shadowheart definitely had a goth phase, and has a lot of goth outfits, but I can see her as being economical in upcycling her wardrobe with DIY and thrifted elements that give pops of color to ultimately make her look like an eclectic lesbian art teacher.

Wyll comes off as the kind of guy that would have athletic normcore but with some street/techwear pieces here or there. His stuff is expensive for casual-looking items but well-loved and has been carefully chosen to suit his body in a way that truly flatters him.

Character Ask Meme

[bucky-barnes-lover]

Authors Note:

Sorry, I took a couple days off because of exams but here is the fic @buckys-wintersoldier requested.

Header is by me. If you do choose to use it please tag me. Floral headers found on pinterest. I do not consent to my work being copied, re blogs are welcome but please do not copy it. Thank you

Warnings:

Bucky x fem!reader

After a Mission

18+!!! Smut, Fingering (Fem reader), Slight praise kink, Dirty talk?? Kissing, fluff.

It was 4 in the morning, The city was dead silent except for the occasional dog barking or rogue motor cyclists passing a red light. The hotel room was brightly lit as Bucky and I had just gotten back from a mission.

He wasn't paying much attention to me as he was putting together a meal for an early breakfast. He didn't hear the movement on the seat. He didn't see the terrified expression change to guilt. He didn't see me break down. We failed the mission because of me. I was the reason.

The silent tears rolled down my cheeks, coating my plump features as my eyes turned a cherry red. Bucky turned around when he heard the sniffles and soft whimpering. "What's wrong doll?" He questioned, worry taking over his handsome features.

"It was my fault wasn't it?" I couldn't keep my voice steady as I spoke almost incoherently, "I was the reason we failed." "No darling. It wasn't your fault. It was a hard mission, we should've had more teammates helping out, plus the alarm had nothing to do with you sneezing. It doesn't go off on sound."

"Then why did it start beeping right after I sneezed?" "Technical error," Bucky shrugged off. "But it doesn't matter anymore. As long as you are safe, No harm no foul."

Bucky cautiously walked towards me and embraced me in a comforting hug. I could smell his sensual cologne on his black leather jacket, as he pulled me closer. Slowly he lowered his forehead to mine and looked me dead in the eyes, "It was NOT your fault." His stearn voice awakened a deep hunger inside of me as I tried to look as innocent as I could. But the sensation was overwhelming and I let out an almost inaudible moan. But that gorgeous super soldier with enhanced hearing, (and him being only inches away from my face) heard it. It was very clear what I felt and wanted at that time.

"Oh doll, are ya getting a little excited from that?" He whispered in my ear as shivers rode up my spine. "mmmhh" I mumbled, not wanting to sound too needy. But Bucky knew me, he knew the hunger erupting in my stomach was too obvious to hold back. Bucky slowly brushed his face against mine and I could feel his stubble and soft warm breath against my puffy cheek. "Do you want me doll?" The question was very seductive and dominant.

I could feel arousal seeping out of my wet pussy as I moaned "yes, yes Buck please."

The next couple moments went by in a flash. Bucky picked me up and carried me to the bed, ripping off his jacket and shirt and then removing my own. "I'll take it nice and slow ok doll", "mmmhh", my moans growing more and more desperate by the second.

Buck leaned down to kiss me, our lips only inches away from each other before he leaned in and smashed his bright pink lips against mine. The kiss was intimate yet slightly aggressive but it was a wonderful feeling.

I felt him reach behind my back to undo my bra, tracing patterns on my skin as he deepened the kiss. Pulling away for a split second for some air before reconnecting our mouths. Our tongues danced together as I felt his warm, rough hands trace around my torso making their way towards my jeans. I snapped my head up and looked him dead in the eyes breathing heavily. A concerned expression coated his face before a small smirk creeped up my own. I undid my jeans and let Bucky help me out of them. His rough fingers sliding along my covered slit before tugging on the lace fabric and finally removing it.

“Look at how fucking wet you are.” Bucky states as he slides his fingers against my dripping hole. A sharp intake of breath and I felt him push a finger inside me. Soft movements making me want more, a second finger enters the party and then a third. I could barely hold back the urges to scream; before Bucky's thumb caresses my clit. Soft ragged moans escaped my mouth "Good girl, 's all good baby, so close already," The soft praises falling from his lips bringing me closer and closer to the edge. "Come on baby, Cum for me," "Oh, Bucky", I moaned as I fell over the edge.

The sensation bringing me overwhelming pleasure. "Fuck baby doll. So wet and kinky all for me,""Yes Bucky, only for you, just for you."

Soft kisses grazed my face as Bucky helped clean me up.

Pressuring me to go for a shower, Bucky set up a movie and snacks. When I got to bed, we watched the movie Buck had chosen though he spent most of the time peppering me with delicate kisses.

Soft "I love you" 's and "You're so beautiful" 's were exchanged before we both drifted off to sleep cuddled in eachothers arms.

I hope you enjoyed this, its my first / second attempt at writng smut. Requests are open if you would like a personalised fic. Check our my pinned post for fic I am willing to write, although other fics are open, lmk.

[repo-net]

updated ver: aoyama nakazke

How long has it been since I posted about an OC, let alone one that isn't from my bag of wrestling characters? A couple of years now?

Well, never mind all that. I've been in a strong writing mood as of late (it's more or less just me trying to get back into the hobby again while my schedule is freer than it was a month or so ago) and I thought I'd put down an updated and cleaner version of one of my older OCs; Aoyama Nakazke. The older post for him can be found here, if you have some sort of interest in checking that out.

He used to be solely a Danganronpa OC (and the context of his backstory is still minorly reliant on Hope's Peak being a thing), but I've admittedly fallen out of that genre a little bit as of late (not completely mind you, why else would the sage is still the entire theme of my blog?), so now he's more or less just a general OC that can be put in just about any verse.

Well, anyways. The lad's under the cut, so go check it out if you're interested.

Picrew link

Name: Aoyama Nakazke

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Height: 5'2" / 158cm

Weight: 128lbs / 58kg

Birthday: May 8 (I forgot why I gave him this birthday, but it has something significant to do with basketball)

Talent: Street Baller

Likes: Cola bottles / most kinds of street food - Cats - Mikel Jordin (???) - Having his hair stroked (generally by people he likes)

Dislikes: Strong fires - Authority figures - Tacky clothing - Getting shoved/slapped/any form of physical disrespect

Appearance:

Aoyama is a rather short boy with a youthful face; making it easy to mistake him to be younger than he actually is. He has light brown eyes and fair white skin, and styles his dark gray hair into short upswept spikes, with two pigtails tied together with black ribbons. When they’re let down, his hair reaches all the way to his shoulders, though he rarely ever does this outside of his own home or in the middle of a shower. (Small tidbit: he chose the dark color for the ribbons to have them blend in with his hair as much as possible)

Aoyama’s attires for everyday use consists of a long and baggy sleeved, black hoodie jacket that has a puffy interior within it, made to maximize the amount of comfort he can feel. Underneath the hoodie is a maroon shirt patterned with black vertical stripes, with the same design being applied to his socks. His shorts have a similar color scheme, with predominant maroon and black accents around the waist area and the edges of the cloth, and maroon sneakers that are topped with white shoelaces. This is usually his outfit while at his home, or if he plans on playing basketball within the day.

If he’s out and about, he makes the slightest bit of effort to change it up; although not by much, as he tries not to stand out among a crowd and would only really put in this ‘effort’ for someone he likes. This alternative outfit has Aoyama don a crimson and black undershirt with a silver leather jacket, and black pants kept in place with a belt. Both the jacket and his pants have plenty of pockets for him to store items; and more importantly - his hands. He really likes idling with his hands in pockets somewhere.

He also changes his footwear a little, now a simple pair of pure crimson socks and black sneakers with red undertones and laces. Aside from his clothes, he’ll style his hair to make sure his three antennas don’t just pop out, thinking that they look ‘stupid’.

Underneath his clothes is a rather muscly and well-toned build, as expected of someone from his area being a street basketball player and all. There are also a few, not so distinct scars around his torso and back - all a product of his childhood.

Personality: 

Raised in the streets by himself and his talent, Aoyama is a stubborn and humble boy who seeks to get by in life as comfortably as he can. He's generally quiet off the court due to not wanting to really associate with anyone other than those he teams up with, and from a bit of deep insecurity that he isn't really worth more than what his talent can get him. 

His thoughts tend to be a little sarcastic and blunt, sometimes seeping out of his lips and getting blurted out. Aoyama generally tries to avoid anything that’ll start a confrontation though - especially if it’s getting him involved in one.

He's unpretentious and practically his own biggest hater, though he doesn't take well to disrespect, especially physical ones, and it’s likely he’ll instinctively throw a fist right at the source if he gets shoved, pushed around, etc. He's a little clueless when it comes to things like world knowledge and educational subjects, with his lifestyle while growing up playing a major part in that. 

Aoyama is incredibly loyal to those who he considers a friend and resents the idea of turning his back on someone; but his nature and roots as a street kid make it rather unavoidable for him to get in trouble from time to time, which has had him have to solve issues across different groups… at least, in the ways that he best can.

Backstory:

To say that Aoyama hated his childhood would be an understatement; but even so, he knows most of it came to be because he would rather walk through true hell than have to live in a fake heaven with demons.

Aoyama was an accident child by a shaky and collapsing couple in a rural farm close to the edge of Kushiro (an average town/city just north of Hokkaido) - both parents were not only poor but had also began to fall out of love for one another, sending the Nakazkes into a spiraling doom of debt and unwanted parental responsibility. Not having the means nor the funds to abort the child, they gave birth to him and left Aoyama to be raised by his grandparents, who would both shortly pass just before he turned 3 - the year he first started to remember and be conscious of his surroundings. 

Taking Aoyama back with them to their house, his parents began to take their frustrations and misery of their situation out on him, blaming him for the fact that they keep spending money because of him. Whenever he was at school, he didn’t have many friends; and his short stature and endearingly innocent face as a kid made him an easy target for bullies. Yet whenever he would fight back, he’d get punished as if he started the trouble itself. It didn’t help that he could never focus on school too - and his grades were ‘passable’ at best. 

Aoyama’s parents would constantly shelter him and refuse to ever let him out of the house, stopping him from eating too much, reasoning that if he gets full, he’ll become sleepy - and that if he became sleepy, he wouldn’t be able to study. After some point, Aoyama’s parents were no longer able to keep affording his tuition, which left his basic education level around merely the 4th grade. It wasn’t until he later got into Hope’s Peak that he was able to somewhat catch up.

Scars left on him by the whips and belts they’d strike him with, cold and heartless words that made him question why he was even alive, and constant hate that boiled and bubbled until he couldn’t take it anymore. After getting splashed with hot water by his father after he was caught trying to go outside and berating him, telling him that he’s wasting his life by trying to make it out of the house and that he’s only going to hurt himself like the idiot he is. Aoyama yells at the both of them, screaming and asking why they’re so mad at him when he never asked to be born, and that they’re saying that he’s wasting ‘his’ life…

When ‘his’ life was never his to begin with, because they’ve been dictating everything he’s been doing since the beginning, and that he hates it here, saying that he wishes he could just leave like they clearly want him to. His mother steps up, slaps him in the face and pulls him by the hair, dragging him back to their house. She tells him if he hates his life here so much, then why doesn’t he pick all his stuff up and leave? Aoyama’s eyes narrow for a second, but he grits his teeth, clenches his fists and storms off to pick up his own stuff. Both of his parents look shocked at the fact that Aoyama seemed absolutely on-board with the idea, but… if he wanted to leave their miserable life, when they knew he’d come crying back later on anyways… they’ll amuse him, they thought.

He never came back. He took a basketball, a stock of his clothes, the very little savings he had, and most importantly… what little money the Nakazke family had left and took it all for himself from his parents’ room and hid it away in a wallet he hid away between his shorts. And Aoyama barged out the door. Then he ran. And ran. And ran. And he just kept running, refusing to ever look back. If he felt thirsty or hungry, he’d buy a drink and a small snack to eat along the way. If he felt sleepy, he’d rest in an alley or a sidewalk under the night sky, using his bag as a makeshift pillow. And if he ever thought he’d want to go back home, he’ll kick himself in the foot and continue to run.

Aoyama didn’t know where he’d go. He doesn’t even know what his old house’s address was; and what side of the country he’d ended up in by then. But as long as it was far away, by himself, he was okay. And if he ever has to make money again so he can keep surviving long enough to prove those two nutcases wrong… he’ll pick up his ball, dribble it and gamble everything he has against another kid. It doesn’t matter if he gets pushed. It doesn’t matter if he gets hurt.

If someone shoves him, he’ll be able to shove them back. If someone tries to trick him, he won’t just look down and let it go. He’ll live. If only to spite them. If only so he never has to go back to them. And there were bumps, losses, moments of thievery and rumbling into street fights that he’d get into along the way. But he kept getting better and better, stronger and tougher, faster and sneakier. His height became a deceit for what was both a natural and honed gift for street basketball - skillful, agile, and a menace on the court that tore through enemy’s defenses and was speedy to the point that getting past him while he was guarding you felt infuriatingly impossible. Building himself from the bottom up, he was able to get scouted for local teams, make a proper wage for himself, a name was created, and soon enough on his phone, a call from prestige he could only peek through from a window had finally reached him.

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I got asked this a while back on a Discord server, and I thought I'd put it here too - Aoyama isn't exactly interested in romance (ball is life 💯). While he wouldn't say no to having a partner regardless of their identity, he grew up thinking that it's extremely corny and has a bit of a childish perspective, still half-convinced that cooties actually exist. But half the reason for that is because he's pretty socially inept and has trouble with showing and receiving affection outside of the one thing he's good at. The other half is because he doesn't even know what kind of people he's into and is still figuring things out, though he might have a bit of internalized homophobia having grown up in a somewhat conservative environment. It'd just take some convincing.

Aside from the likes listed above, Aoyama's into trap, hip-hop, and video game music. He's also more likely to hang around people that are rebellious and wild, even if he himself isn't a very loud and proud guy. Maybe it's just him wishing he'd have half the confidence they did. Oh, and he's a pretty frugal guy, tending to take the cheapest and most bang-for-your-buck options at almost anything he goes to.

"Is there anything outlandish he might have an interest in?" - Another question I answered on a server I used to be in. There might be one, actually! I gave it some thought, and I think he has a slight repressed fascination in cosplay! While he himself would never want to wear flashy clothing out in the open, thinking that it'd look ridiculous and cringey; ironically enough, he'd be open to trying it on by himself and pretending to be another person! That... stems from a bit of his insecurity about his own image (physically and mentally), but that is one thing someone who's close with him wouldn't expect for him to be drawn to. He'd probably isolate himself in embarrassment if you ever find out though, so maybe it's best you never find out about that.