#and it's expensive stuff too - bras and jeans and such - that you don't want to have to respend all the money on again

[teamhawkeye]

the worst part about gaining or losing weight is having clothes that don’t fit not long after purchasing them

[bnnuy-wabbit]

Complaints under readmore. I need to get a fucking job.

I feel like a really really really need to get a job. my mom is the one that gets me all my clothes and stuff and it's?? HORRIBLE. To have to depend on other people to get you the things you need. I need new things. Its not even like a Vanity thing at this rate because I've been wearing the same clothes since i was 15 and I'm 21 now and 1. Some of these are worn to hell and back 2. I don't want to look forever like im 15 man!!! I've mentioned it to my mom but as much as she says "oh if you want/need something you can just tell me :)" she just wont get the stuff i need unless it caters to her tastes or i just absolutely cannot live without Thing. she laughed at me when i said i needed a bra. Cuz see. I dont have a bra. I literally do not HAVE one. I've been wearing the same toppers since i was 17! And we bought some sports tops a couple years back but they DON'T FIT ME ANYMORE. But i just can't get new ones because it's expensive and hey you already have those i got you a couple years ago (4 years ago!!! The elastic is falling apart!!!!). Like!!! A lot of my Stay at Home clothes are hand me downs from HER or from my GRANDMA. I have exactly TWO sleeveless shirts we got from clearance 3 years ago. When its hot i just have to cope with wearing sleeves or just having a sports bra on because fuck if i care for having options right?? My underwear is also falling apart (she got them for extremely cheap 3 years ago) but they're still usable so I can't have new ones. Most of my clothes have been GIFTS FROM PEOPLE WHO DONT KNOW ME OR WHAT I LIKE. Nothing i have matches ME. Also im just TIRED of looking like im 15 forever. If you look at any pictures of me from the past 6 years im literally wearing the same shit in all of them. I'm thankful for what i have and all that but dude. I don't want to dress like a 15 year old boy. I've grown up and I'm not even a boy anymore.

Im desperate. I need my own fucking money. I want to be able to buy the shit i want without having to make a powerpoint presentation of the pros and cons about Getting this New Item i Need. The moment i get my first paycheck im burning all of it in new clothes because FOR FUCKS SAKE MAN. I want a bra and underwear and a dress and sleeveless shirts and comfortable shorts that arent 6 sizes too big because theyre hand me downs from grandma and a jeans jacket thats MINE and that wont get me yelled because im borrowing it Again

[cleverthylacine]

I can sew.

I cannot make fabric.

And honestly there's nothing wrong with mass-produced clothing as most people do NOT want to make their own clothes.

Even I only want to make my own clothes when it's going to be fun. I don't want to make jeans. That's a pain in the ass. I don't want to figure out how to make bras.

I just want to make frilly dresses and shirts, honestly, and the occasional pair of big blousey pants.

The problem we currently have with the mass production of textiles and clothing is that capitalists are in control of it, meaning that the people who do the actual work aren't paid enough, not enough care or concern is given either to the safety of the workers or to the safety of the people who purchase and wear the clothes. (Most of the aspects of textile production that are bad for the environment are also bad for workers and consumers, shockingly enough.)

Also, the "trend cycle" and the social expectations associated with them are out of control, and yes, that's capitalism too.

(There is also the continuing war between the people who think that in a just world we'd all wear the same clothes which are what those people think are comfortable and practical and the people who want clothes to signify stuff about your gender and marital status and place in the social hierarchy, neither of which group is at all reasonable when confronted with the idea that there will always be people who will cry and be dysphoric if they're forced to wear a uniform that doesn't suit who they are, so they will never ever get rid of heels or frills or miniskirts or leather chaps or whatever else they're on about THIS week.)

The mass production of clothing allows more people who don't want anything to do with it to do other things, like develop software or make vaccines or study law. We don't need to get rid of the clothing industry, we just need to understand that it's a craft worthy of respect, and pay the people who make our clothes, and yes, that will make clothes more expensive, but guess what? if you let people wear what they want to wear they won't need to have multiple wardrobes!

(I did not think I would be buying or donating or selling a lot of clothes when I retired but here we are, I never want to wear business casual anything ever again--and also, now that lolita is becoming more size-inclusive, I have a lot of things I bought with the intention of altering them that I'm just going to sell to the skinny people. I'm still going to finish the alterations on Cat's Tea Party and a few other prints I can't live without but after that, if I sew a lolita dress I'm going to be making a whole-ass dress--btw I have thylacine fabric! because there are dresses I can buy off the rack that will fit me.)

i need to start a collection of Takes About Alienation From The Material Conditions Of Production That Only Make Sense If You Yourself Are Alienated From The Material Conditions Of Production

[transbodydreams]

Things transwomen should think about before they start transitioning - clothes edition!

Okay, I'm a month into committing to transitioning, and one of the first things I've had to deal with is building a brand new wardrobe. I had a handful of feminine items, but nothing that was practical and nowhere NEAR enough to actually have something to wear every day! It's been really hit or miss so far - I do now have enough cute, wearable clothes that I could wear something different every day for a week, but that included buying at least as much stuff that didn't fit, was poorly made, or turned out to look terrible on me. I've had to entirely relearn how to shop for clothes and wade through a ton of confusing, contradictory information about sizes, fabrics, styles, and all of the things that make women's clothing so much more fun (and infuriating) than men's. These are a few of the key lessons I've learned that I wanted to share - hopefully someone will see this and not make at least some of the mistakes I made? 😏

Trying to build an entirely new woman's wardrobe all at once is f*cking expensive! Women's clothes cost more than men's in general, and bigger sizes cost more than smaller sizes - sometimes a LOT more, since often the sale prices you see online only apply to the smallest sizes. As a man I could walk into Old Navy or someplace like it and pick up a couple pairs of pants, 2-3 shirts, and some underwear for less than $75, but the equivalent women's basics at a will cost you anywhere from $100 to $200, even if you're shopping at a discount chain like Marshall's. You'll find better deals online, but still expect everyday clothes to cost you at least 25% more for even the most simple items, and don't even get me started on the cost of a really nice dress!

Set a budget and plan your purchases based on what you need, not just what you want. You need to start with basic FUNCTIONAL items like practical, wearable underwear (hose, panties, bras. etc.), season appropriate tops, leggings, skirts, dresses, and if winter's coming, don't forget sweaters and outerwear!

You really do need to know ALL of your measurements before trying to buy clothes - don't guess, you'll get it wrong! There are lots of online resources that tell you what and how to measure. Get yourself a measuring tape and write it all down! Oh, and good luck trying to figure out what a listed "bust" measurement means for a top or dress - does it mean underbust or chest or overbust or bust, because those are all different names for two different measurements 😒

You're going to want to throw out all of your boy clothes, but remember that some female things are just not going to fit you yet, no matter how badly you want them too. Pants are a good example, especially fitted jeans. Unless you're really lucky or you plan on wearing a padded girdle all the time, you probably don't have the butt or hips yet to make most women's jeans work. If you already have some men's slim-fit stretch jeans, for example, very few people will notice the difference from women's low waisted jeans (other than the fly going the wrong way) and they'll look better on you. Plus, some men's items can be repurposed to be worn in a more feminine way, so resist the urge to burn them all!

If you're only wearing your fem clothes at home you can afford to be a little impractical, but if you intend to start wearing them in public remember that you'll need practical stuff that you can wear to do mundane things like grocery shopping or going to work. Don't be that girl in the bodycon mini-dress and 6" platform heels in the produce section!

If there's someplace you feel comfortable going in person, you really should start by trying some things on in a store to get a sense of how things fit and what will work on your body vs what you WISH would work on your body. Online ordering is private and safe and awesome, but there's no telling if what you buy will fit or work for you. If you take the time to try on a bunch of things on for real first, at least you'll have a basic idea of what might work and what definitely won't.

Think about what you want your personal style to be, and try to be realistic about it. Much more than men's clothes, women's clothes are really designed for very specific body types, and no matter how much you wish you could pull off a look, you need to figure out what actually works for your body now. Are you thin enough or young enough to carry off that super cute ultra-stylish street and clubwear, or is it just going to make you look old and fat? Do you really have the hips and butt to pull off those booty shorts? Think about all the times you saw someone dressing inappropriately for their age or body type and cringed, and don't be that person. If your goal is to look good in those styles then figure out what you need to do for it to work for you, but don't waste all of your money buying things that don't look good now and won't fit when you achieve the body you're working toward. Patience, woman! You'll get there!

All that said, if you really feel great wearing things that aren't necessarily "right" for your body, then f*ck anyone who tries to judge you for it. You be you, girl!

Just because it says it's a size 12 doesn't mean it actually IS a size 12. Women's sizes vary a LOT depending on what brand you're buying or where you're buying it from, especially if they only use small/medium/large etc instead of numerical sizes. Find a store or brand that fits you consistently and use that as your gold standard. that way if you buy something from a different brand or store you can get a sense of whether their items are going to trend bigger or smaller.

Finally, a word about wish.com. Someone suggested this site, which is basically the Chinese version of Amazon, as a place to get some stuff really inexpensively, but it is definitely a buyer beware situation. The prices are jaw droppingly low, it's true (seriously, you can find just about anything for under $5!), but it's REALLY hit or miss, like you should expect at least a third of what you buy to be unusable. The sizes are all over the map - some items don't list a size chart at all, and in general everything is a size or two smaller than you would expect it to be, except when it's not. Plus, a lot of the less expensive stuff they have is really poor quality, and their shipping times and costs are RIDICULOUS! I ordered a bunch of cute summery things and not only did the shipping cost more than the items, it's taken so long for them to get here that it's now too cold for me to wear them anywhere except around the apartment with the heat on full blast! I love the site and will probably keep using it (who could resist getting 3 dresses, two tops, two pairs of heels, 2 pairs of leggings, and a couple of cute bras and panties for under $100, even including the exorbitant shipping and the likelihood that at least 4 of those items will be unwearable?) but do your homework and at least read the product info and reviews before purchasing! And remember, it's really easy to get a refund on wish, and given that they only ask you to return items that cost more than $25, all that cheap stuff is basically free to try if you're willing to wait 4-8 weeks for it!

[record-ender]

yall wanna hear about hiking layers???

so this isnt like. official at all. but im passionate about it so.

when hiking you wanna wear layers. a bunch of men at REI and stuff are super strict about it. i am Not, but it's 100% an important skill and not as scary as it looks!

Layer 0 (all weather): Underwear

whatever makes you comfortable works for this one; if you're the kind of person who wears bras pick one thats supportive and doesn't hold sweat. I have some nice sports bras from Athleta that are expensive but i really like them. Anything works though!

Layer 1 (cold only): Thermals

if you're lazy or don't want to spend money, just a long sleeve shirt and tights or leggings work here, but not Nearly as well as real thermals. I have a pair of 15-20 dollar thermal leggings from Target that have kept me warm without anything over them in 20 degree F (dry) weather. if you're someone who's hiking somewhere cold and spending a lot of time, invest in some good thermals. if it's gonna be below 50 F or so in the daytime, get some mediocre ones. they should be pretty tight (you're putting a lot of stuff over these.)

Layer 2 (all weather): Clothes

this is the layer you can play around with most, and your second-to-last layer when it's warm!

if you KNOW it's not going to rain, and it's not too warm, a normal cotton T-shirt works here. Cotton holds water, so if you're sweating a lot or getting wet it's not a great choice. I have some cheap synthetic button down shirts I like for this if it's hot, and if I'm wearing thermals i'll just wear a T shirt.

for pants, if it's warm, leggings are a great choice here. Jeans are okay both over thermals and without, but they're heavy and don't always make it the easiest to walk. if it's cold, I'll wear like fake wool plaid pants over thermals.

skirts are really nice here too just for fun (i'll usually wear thin tights or shorts under them to keep from flashing people, but if you don't care, that's fine.) if it's hot, you can go for whatever shorts.

if it's hot, these can be your last layers, and carry an outer.

Layer 3 (cold): Midlayer shirt

if it's cold, you'll want an extra layer between your thermals/shirt. I wear crewneck sweaters for this a lot. Fleeces are really great for this if you have/can get one.

Layer 4 (most weather): Outer layers

pants first! if it's snowy or rainy, you can add rain pants here! otherwise, there's not much to do here.

Jackets are a whole other deal. (and a lot more complicated!)

if it's hot, you don't want too much. A flannel or hoodie in case it gets chilly can be really helpful though.

if it's kinda chilly but not too cold (60-0 f), a big zip-up sweater or puffy jacket works well.

i'm not the expert on really cold sorry!

if it's raining, a rain jacket is really important <3

for instance, if i'm in Joshua Tree and it's 35 F and dry but windy, I would wear:

sports bra, underpants, and crew-length socks

thermal leggings and long-sleeve shirt

ripped jeans and some band shirt

crewneck sweater

and a thin puffy jacket

if i'm in Joshua Tree and it's 98 F and sunny, I would wear:

same unders as above (cuter socks)

skirt with built-in shorts

tank top or cropped t shirt

flannel shirt in backpack

hope this is helpful!!

[mdverse]

the kurt art was just so absolutely gorgeous and it inspired a new ask !! what do you think the vb au characters would wear in their day to day lives when theyre at home? - space :)

space coming in strong with another vb au we truly love to see it! i was gonna wait until the airport tmo to answer this but clearly i have no self-control when it comes to vb au my most beloved <3

ok anyway regular outfits!

santana tends to gravitate towards sporty but comfortable streetwear? like here, sports bras/graphic tees and sweatpants, stuff like that. occasionally she'll switch it up to jeans and a leather jacket (the rosa diaz aesthetic) but only when she's going out. her style doesn't really change much when she's at home, but i reckon she has stolen at least one of finn's shirts and/or hoodies and wears those in bed or when she's feeling particularly homesick

kurt likes to dress well, even if he's working on stuff at home, so he'll usually be wearing a button up and unnecessarily tight pants. cardigans if he wants to feel nice and cozy. if he's sewing and knows he'll be working for hours, he'll wear short sleeves so they don't get in the way. if he's just chilling, he will 100% switch to sth much comfier like sweatpants and those like,,, super thin hoodies he wears in s4? like the one he's wearing when he meets cassie july? i spent ages looking for any gifsets with that specific scene and i cant find a single one smh my head but yeah hopefully u get the picture

finn is a simple not very fashionable man. large shirts, sweatpants or basketball shorts and he is happy. he also tends to dress like s4 teacher!finn with soft warm neutral colours, oversized sweaters, etc. kinda similar to reid in criminal minds but lighter brown colours. it was 100% kurt's influence that made him dress better when he started teaching i don't make the rules here

britt sometimes dresses similarly to santana's sport streetwear but with much brighter colours. in general tho her style is probably the most inconsistent of them all, because she just wears whatever she feels like wearing. in every single video she has posted to youtube (aside from vb practice/travel stuff), all of her outfits are wildly different from one another. at home, she is a big fan of pyjama pants with lil animals/prints or plaid, and will combine it with completely differently-patterned tshirts. kurt is simultaneously horrified and charmed

sugar is rich and it shows. she'll wear casual chic stuff but in very bright colours (pink-orange-yellow usually) and it's all very fashionable and expensive and i love it for her. she's a big fan of accessories, too. at home she sticks with that colour palette but will have a lot of like,,, fluffy stuff? fluffy socks, fluffy sweaters/hoodies with lil animal ears, fluffy sweatpants, you name it and she probably has it. there is fuzz everywhere. bright coloured fuzz everywhere you look. you can't escape it

quinn's aesthetic is very cottagecore. if she weren't a pro athlete living in a big city, you'd think she was some sort of gentle forest spirit. lots of pastel/floral dresses, skirts and blouses, very much the opposite of what she's like on the court. at home its just like,,, sweatpants, college tees, very comfort-based. she is way too exhausted to care what she wears at home so she'll just throw on whatever is clean

tina's style is kind of a cross between sugar's and quinn's, in a way? she's one of the more fashion-conscious girls; she leans more towards dresses than sug does but with earthier tones? also,,, idk how to explain this better so like,, look up mondrian and you'll probably see a bunch of these paintings,,, she would wear dresses that have this kind of aesthetic too. at home she'd probably dress similar to quinn - sweats/leggings, tshirts (but not oversized)

as you have probably noticed, i rarely draw the girls in anything other than their vb uniforms and that's just cause im too lazy for patterns. that and i like drawing them when they're playing so i gravitate towards the uniforms anyway lol but seriously i hate patterns and i should practice them more

[nitannichionne]

If He Was Your Fan, Chapter 61: Britainization, Part 2 (A Henry Cavill Fanfic)

Chapter 61: Britainization, Part 2

Henry announces that he is driving you and Stella to a place for breakfast. You and Stella are both relieved you got dressed up a bit. The name Lanes of London Mayfair is a big indication that you should. You are dressed in a fluffy burgundy fisherman’s sweater and black leggings with brown riding boots, looking ready for a day of shopping but not at the gym. Stella is in a white shirt and beige jeans with dark brown sports jacket and ankle boots. You are happy you left your usual athletic gear behind.

After that, Henry takes you and Stella to a place that is not even listed.

“Henry?”

“Hmm?”

“I looked up London Trench,” you tell him. “They are online orders only, aren’t they?”

“For the general public, yes.”

You and Stella look at each other. She looks excited but you feel sick for some reason.

With a knock on the door, and Henry telling his name and time on the intercom, you are buzzed in. You step into a boutique that almost looks hidden.

“Mr. Cavill?” a woman bows.

“Hello,” he nods. “This is my lady and her friend. My lady needs a few trenches.”

A few? Did he say few? A few trenches was like…rent money! You look at him incredulously, and he only gives small smile.

“Must make it worth their while,” he shrugs.

Within an hour you are in selections called the Queen Classic, a straight cut, and the Goddess, an A-Line for dresses. You opt for the Goddess, and he takes you to Burberry’s for something shorter and surprisingly more expensive than that. You are cringing inside, and Henry hasn’t flinched. He is happy to see you try on coats. You feel the looks of the sales people at both stores. Face to face they are amicable and friendly, but you see the looks in the reflections of the mirrors when they do not think they’re looking. They don’t think much of you, maybe they think you’re a flavor of the month? Maybe it’s all in your head?

“Well, that’s that,” he sighs. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah,” you smile. “yeah.”

“Sweetheart?” he says slowly, his blue eyes searching yours.

“I-I didn’t realize they’d be so—”

“Good coats are required here, love, I won’t have you getting sick,” he nods, tipping your face up for a quick kiss.

You nod and smile in understanding.

“Alright, you two, don’t get into too much trouble,” he winks. He gets in his car and is gone.

“Gotta be at work today by four for the dinner rush,” Stella said brightly. “What do you want to do?”

“Let’s just hit a mall or something,” you say. “and we can’t go someplace Henry would.”

“I know, the places he took us!” Stella laughs. “He’s…he’s kinda out of it, isn’t he?”

“Childhood weight problems aside, I don’t think he realizes how hard it is out here, no!” you laugh back. “Experience is the best teacher on those things.” You get slightly serious. “I hope he never suffers like that. No one should.”

You both decide to go to Victoria’s Secret several blocks away, opting to start walking off that massive breakfast you just had. When you arrive, you ask for what they have in emerald green.

“That his favorite color?” Stella asks.

“No, it’s actually blue,” you say. “hey do you have any blue green?”

“Hold on, let me see what we have,” the clerk smiles and leaves to check.

“You seem to buy a lot of that stuff,” she says softly. “Do you wear it?”

You are looking on a rack, but you are thinking of the previous night:

“It’s tomorrow,” Henry said softly and pinned you against the door to kiss you.

You instinctively put your arms around him, welcoming his kiss, his touch. You raise your leg and he semi squats to help you wrap it around him. You both pulled at each other’s clothes hungry to feel skin to skin, your kisses passionate and breathy. You pulled your sweater over your head as he wrapped your other leg around his hips, kissing your chest and licking the skin between your breasts that your bra left exposed. He carried you up the steps to your loft bedroom and laid you on the bed, pulling your jeans off. He smiled at your navy blue bra and panty set. He returned to kissing you, and you pull at his sweater as he unbuckles his belt, slid it off and threw it carelessly on the floor. He slid his jeans off, and stood in nothing but boxer briefs that did not hide his arousal. He crushed you into the sheets and you arched to him, wanting nothing more than to feel him…

“It’s a lot easier to always wear bra and panty sets,” you joke softly.

“How many do you have?”

“Uh….I really don’t know?” you answer honestly.

After getting lingerie and clothes, you catch the tube to Angel Central Mall, and do some shopping there. You feel terrible that there isn’t time for a mani pedi, so you find a massage place that does shoulders and neck, promising to do a pamper session on another day.

As you both make your way back to Brixton, you look at the sights out of the window, try to remember the exchanges. You are so grateful to Stella for being your friend, smiling at her as she steals a nap during the ride home. You notice that some young people are staring at you. You sigh. You may be recognized, you have to get used to that.

Back in Brixton, walk back to your building together.

“There were people staring at you?” Stella gasps “Why didn’t you wake me?”

“There was no danger,” you tell her smoothly.

“Why haven’t you posted yet?”

“What?”

“Why haven’t you posted yet?”

“I post all the time—”

“Never pictures of yourself, though.” Her eyes narrow. "And never of you and Henry."

“Even before I dated Henry, I never posted much about my love life online,” you shrug. “My s/o’s asked to take pictures, so I didn’t deny them, but I’m not big on my love life on social media. Special occasions or requests sure but—”

“I get it, you like that your relationship is between you and Henry, not you, the world and Henry.”

“Yeah, it’s more intimate that way,” you smile. “I have pictures of Henry and me on my phone. Besides, it’s lots easier if there is a breakup.”

“Breakup?!” Stella chortled. “Break up? You and Henry? I don’t think so.” She pauses and turns you around in mid walk. “I’ve seen how he looks at you. He has no intention of letting you go.”

“I know,” you nod. “I’ve had the rug ripped out from under me before, that’s all.”

“You have?” she asks. “How bad?”

“Engaged,” you shrug, earning a small gasp from Stella. “he thought the ring on my finger, though not the marriage one, meant he could treat me any way he wanted. He cheated, he lied…it was like he thought the commitment gave him carte blanche to act up.”

“That’s shitty.”

“Yeah,” you shake your head. “Rings can be a symbol of love that will never end, but for some it is ownership or cuffs.”

“Kinda dark, there.” she says softly. "I don't think Henry is--"

“Sorry, it’s in the past, and I’m over it, but I learned that commitments mean different things to different people.” You take a deep breath. “It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this way, Stella.”

“What do you mean?”

“The last time I was in love was my ex-fiancee,” you tell her. “and that was a long, long, time ago.”

“So you are in love with Henry!” she cheers.

“Yeah, of course, I am!” you laugh at her. “He’s intelligent and fun, has a good degree of common sense. He’s a natural leader and he is protective of and warm to those he loves. I need that, all of it. I have never felt so safe before, never..”

“He’s not bad looking either!”

“His looks can only go so far,” you shrug. “I’ve dated men who were good looking, even a model and an athlete. You’d be surprised how little that all matters if they are thick or coldhearted. Or even worse, a man with money who thinks he can treat you any way he wants because he buys you things--”

“Thick.”

“Yeah…” you giggle, realizing you’re using a British term. “thick.”

You both drop your stuff and go back to Market Row, Stella to work and you to do more shopping. Upi check out some of the surrounding stores, hoping for some really special finds that could liven up or make you feel more unique.

You finally make your last huge purchase: a bicycle. You head to Brixton Bikes for that, and get the lights, the helmet, anything you need. Strapping your bags to the rack in back and no longer a single walking moving target, you head home.

Just as you get a good stride on, your Bluetooth starts to play the instrumental version of “Addicted to Love.” You smile, clicking on. “Hey, love.”

“Hey….are you out and about?”

“About to head home,” you say.

“By yourself?”

You don't miss the edge in his voice. “On my new bike,” you tell him. He is quiet. Ooh, that’s not good. “Sounds like you’re in pub.”

“Yeah, yeah, very good, I'm at the pub, " He says. You can hear the smile in his voice for not using the word bar. "just for a pint with friends,” he says. “I just wanted to see how your day went.”

“Pretty well, but we didn’t have time for spa,” you say. “but I did find some nice things.”

“Good, glad to hear it,” he says. “I’ll stay on till you get home.”

“Awwwww.” Some men sigh dramatically in the background.

“Shut up!” Henry laughs.

You talk until you are safely inside your studio. “Alright, I’m locked up tight.” You feed Luna.

“Good,” he exhales. “they say it isn��t safe for women—”

“I am a moving target now, Henry.”

“Alright, alright,” he exhales heavily. “Talk to you later?”

“Definitely,” you sigh, sitting on your couch and starting to unpack your purchases. “Love you.”

“I love you, too.” He purrs, earning another round of catcalls from his friends. He laughs.

“Good night.” You shake your head at him and his friends.

“Good night.”

The first forty eight hours in your studio have been anything but calm, but now there is quiet. After unpacking your things and washing them for wear, you finally get ready to go to sleep. You take a shower and make your way up the steps to bed. It suddenly looks too big to you. You suddenly notice there is something under your covers. You pull them back and find the t-shirt he wore under his sweater last night. You squeal and throw off your nightshirt, trading it for this one. His scent surrounds you as you pull it over your head and you fall on the bed, your impact setting off the scent of him in your bed. You inhale with a smile as Luna jumps up and sleeps at the foot of the bed opposite you, where she usually nestles by Henry’s feet. You look at each other and you sigh dreamily, closing your eyes and letting sleep claim you.

BULLETIN: With this new beta thing, I may have to start a new master list. I will be sure to put the link to 1-60 if I do. Love you, thanks for your support and especially for your comments, likes and reblogs. You truly give me life, people, you really do.

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[ssa-sugar-tits]

i missed you

request : this one

pairing : derek morgan x cadet!reader

summary : an fbi cadet reader asks her old friend, derek morgan, to help her train and suppressed feelings surface.

content warnings : annoying time jumps (leave me alone), swearing, awkward ass reader, insecurity, good old sexual tension

gif credit : @rewrotethestars

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All it took was a call to an old friend. One who'd left for the FBI not long after you'd met. Communication didn't completely fizzle out, every once in a while you'd see how the other was doing. You'd crossed each other's minds as something that could have been but simply weren't-- and that was okay. So why did you reach out? You can't really say.

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Derek's phone rings in the back pocket of his jeans, barely noticable over the blaring music of the dim lit club. The name appears in large letters and he redirects his attention with dark furrowed brows, earning pouts from the women fawning over him.

"Y/N?" His deep voice questions and you almost hang up. He doesn't sound very happy to hear from you.

"Hey Derek, it's me. I mean clearly it's me, since you already saw my caller ID. What I mean is..." you trail off, fumbling over your own words. Surprisingly he chuckles and puts you at ease.

"It's nice to know you're still you, hot stuff. So what's up?"

Hot stuff.

His stupid nicknames always felt like home in an odd way.

"Sorry if you're busy but I'm finishing up my time at the academy and I was wondering if you'd help me train." God, you sound ridiculous. "S-Since you're all badass and built and I'm not, you know?"

You wince at your sentence. Why didn't you stop talking? A warm laugh escapes him and you can hear a smile in his voice that makes you smile too, despite the fact that it's probably at your expense.

"You think I'm badass and built? I'm glad that's what stuck in your mind about me after all these years. I'd be more than happy to help you, just let me know when."

"I will, thanks Derek."

And you did. The rest is history.

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Derek was ecstatic to hear from you. Your presence always lingered in his heart like a beautiful ghost.

"Okay, spill." Penelope's flirty tone sings to the unsuspecting profiler in the elevator.

"Spill?" Derek cocks an eyebrow.

"Spill about where you've been so excited to go. It doesn't take a profiler to figure out when someone captivates the Derek Morgan."

"It's not like that, babygirl. I'm helping a friend in the academy train, that's all."

That's all? Rich, Morgan.

"A female friend I presume? One who makes the sexy biceps of your heart flex?"

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that last part but yes, Y/N is a woman. It doesn't mean anything."

An exaggerated sigh leaves the blonde and she taps a finger on the desk.

"Whatever you say, twelve-pack. Just know that your girl's rooting for ya. Not that she'll be able to resist you exercising."

Derek laughs heartily at her wink and steps out of the building.

"Is that her?" she gasps, seeing you leaned against his car awaiting the dark man. "She might just be sexier than you are."

You wave innocently and give a hopefully not too awkward, tight lipped smile. Penelope smirks at Derek's obvious awe of you, taking in the sight as if you were a vivid sunset about to disappear. You'd never guess that though, would you? Why would a man like him want you? The answer is he wouldn't. But a girl can dream.

"Took you long enough," you laugh and turn to the brightly dressed woman beside him. "You must be Penelope? Der's mentioned you before."

Der? Penelope taunts with silent feline eyes.

"The one and only! I've heard about you too, Y/N."

"Oh!" you're startled when she brings you into a hug and whispers, not at all subtly.

"Have fun training."

Derek scrunches his face in embarrassment. You must know why she's teasing.

"Goodbye lovelies, enjoy yourselves!" She waves goodbye.

"She was... interesting," you say playfully. "I like her."

Is that all you have to say? Judging by the way you open the car door and plop down, yes. Yes, it is.

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Arriving at the Quantico gym, you turn to your new trainer and beam.

"Alright. Where do we start, teach?"

"The fitness test is going to put you through core challenges and test your overall endurance out in the field. It's best to take this at your best level so we'll start wherever you want."

How does he make an FBI qualification sound sexy?

"Uh... core is a good place to start. Give me a sec to change."

"No problem."

Of course he'd change too. But it still catches you by-- very pleasant-- surprise when you return to see him in gym clothes. His dark, toned arms are completely exposed and the built pecs of his chest are barely covered by his tank top. It grips to his abs and the shorts he's wearing... they do not leave his calves to the imagination.

"Like what you see?" he teases confidentally, showcasing his perfect white teeth. Shit, he caught you staring. And of course had to taunt you.

As if he isn't enjoying the view too. Your sports bra and active wear shorts aren't exactly modest.

"No! I mean yes! I was just admiring, you're very fit."

You want to cringe at yourself. Way to go Y/N, not creepy at all.

"Not so bad yourself, Y/N. Why don't we start with stretching?"

"Okay," you nod and follow his movements. Bringing an arm up over your head, you turn and gasp lightly at the sight of his tank top lifting. If one thing hasn't changed, it's those fucking abs. Being distracted while exercising isn't such a good thing however and you topple over into his arms.

"Woah! I got you," Derek reassures and steadies you.

"Yeah I'm alright-- thanks."

His eyes are so pretty. They scan yours with a love you wouldn't comprehend. So chocolate and ocean like. You could lose yourself in them... Oh god. You are losing yourself in them.

"So, what now?" you blurt, jumping back from his grasp and almost making him frown. He'd rather be close to you but he'd never let you know. A womanizer, isn't he? He's on Reid's level of charm when it comes to you. You're different, somehow, some way.

"The best core exercises to begin with are crunches and sit ups, we can move on to variations afterwards." he explains, lips moving with silk precision.

"Got it!" you nod enthusiastically. Derek lays on his back for a demonstration, allowing you to enjoy the show as his arms bend behind his head and his body curls up to his knees.

Always the charmer, always the angel.

Something about him right now, whatever it is.

It's too much to ignore anymore.

With a burst of confidence and passion, you hop onto his lap and rest your hands on his racing chest.

"I really missed you Derek."

As scandalous as this would seem to anyone who walked in right now, the moment was nothing if not pure.

"I missed you too baby."

You lower your body and gently brush his lips with yours. His hands find their rightful place in your hair and his tongue guides yours into bliss. Tilting your head, you melt deeper into the long overdue kiss and breathlessly pull back.

"Training's a lot more fun than I thought it'd be." You whisper and rest your head against his.

"We should do it again sometime." He returns.

"Is that a promise?"

He chuckles and brings music to your ears.

"It always has been, pretty lady."

And it always will be.

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[lazylittledragon]

I just came out as a trans guy and now that I've worked it out I'm not sure where to begin, do you have any advice/tips/do's and don'ts?

I’ve been living as male for a while now and here’s some of the stuff I’ve picked up (Note: Some of these can be useful for our non binary buds as well)

Clothing

- Boxers are LIVE SAVERS. Seriously. They should be one of the first things you buy. If you can’t do ANYTHING else, get yourself some boxers.

- Layering helps hide any bumps that a binder can’t, and also helps hide anything you don’t want people to see if you don’t have a binder or can’t wear one for whatever reason.

- Wearing loose clothing helps in the summer when you can’t layer without melting.

- If you’re quite short like me and nothing ever quite fits you, you might have to adjust certain items of clothing yourself. There are places that sell clothes for shorter men but they can be more expensive.

- Men’s jeans are an utter delight regardless of what gender you are. None of this phone-sticking-halfway-out-the-back-pocket-clings-to-all-the-wrong-places bullshit. Might have to roll the legs up a bit but it’s not a problem.

Binding

- Number one rule: ABSOLUTELY DO NOT FOR ANY REASON WHATSOEVER bind with bandages. They’re designed to compress and it does work, but they’re not designed to move with you when you breathe and they could break your ribs. Not to mention they’re super fucking painful.

- DON’T GET ONE OF THESE:

Just… look at this shit. First of all, this looks absolutely horrifying, and secondly these are DEFINITELY NOT SAFE. A binder shouldn’t have clasps or velcro or a zip; it should be one piece and look more like a short crop top. Underworks or GC2B are the best places to get one and they’re not too expensive either.

- If I had to pick the best place to get a binder, I would say GC2B. Underworks binders were not originally made for trans guys whereas GC2B binders were. Once again, if you’re short like me, an Underworks binder could cut off at an awkward place (eg. the top of your waist which feels super weird) and my GC2B binder doesn’t do that.

 I could go on all day about how much I love my GC2B binder because not only does it bind well, it’s also very comfortable. It kind of feels like wearing the top part of a swimsuit under your clothes, if that makes sense.

- Binders shouldn’t be worn for more than 8-10 hours MAX and don’t wear it for more than 8 hours at the beginning. The way I eased into it was by wearing it out for three hours to sort of ‘break it in’ and then went to school in it the next day and it was great. And it’s totally fine to go to a bathroom or something halfway through the day if you need a hot minute to take a break.

- You can swim in some binders but it’s better to get another one a size up specifically for swimming.

- It’s so, so SO important you measure yourself properly and get the right size. Don’t deliberately get a binder that’s too small, because you likely won’t be able to get it on your bod and if you do it’s going to be super uncomfortable.

- NEVER sleep in a binder. Just. Don’t do it. Please. I once fell asleep in an airport with a binder on and it was the most uncomfortable I’ve ever been in my life.

- If you’re going on a long trip or something and you don’t know if you’ll have an opportunity to take off your binder when you need to, it’s best not to wear it at all. Yes, it sucks, but sometimes feeling slightly dysphoric is better than feeling like death for hours or days afterwards.

- Chest binders are DELICATE and I would recommend hand washing them. I wash mine in the sink with soap and warm water. Also, it’s best to wash a binder every 2 weeks or so because they can really start to smell, but I get that for some people (particularly those of us whose families aren’t entirely supportive) it’s not possible to wash a binder when there are people in the house so just do it whenever you can. In the eight months I’ve had mine I’ve only been able to wash it a grand total of five times which is disgusting so if possible, don’t do that.

- If you can’t afford or can’t wear a binder, the sports bra thing does work, trust me.

Hygiene and Hair and other shit

- Using men's products works MAGIC. How many of us have used one for the first time and had a blissful “I SMELL LIKE A MAN” moment.

- While having long hair is great and all, it might be better to cut it short. And it’s taken me like two years to work out what kind of haircut I like on me so take as long as you need.

- Putting a tiny bit of concealer or foundation on the edge of your lips can help you look a lot more masculine, as well as filling in your eyebrows. And if you’re unable to get out of your emo phase like myself, eyeliner is still a-OK.

Important Side Note:

It’s VERY MUCH OK to still want to wear makeup and do your nails and wear traditionally ‘feminine’ clothes. You do you.