#and then adam has simple clothing but wears more accessories

[homoeroticvillain]

angie is... surprisingly annoying to design clothes for? cause as angel it isnt too bad just fancy suits usually with yellow worked in. but her casual outfits are hard to make look nice and distinct cause she just wear tanktops and the occasional band tee for smth youve never heard of

[tempestuous-tempest]

Formal Attire

Multi-Fandom Headcanons. Main Characters. Short list.

Includes: Watch_Dogs, Assassin's Creed, Deus Ex, and Detroit Become Human

Aiden Pearce wearing a tux, always trying to loosen his bow tie because he feels like it's choking him. Halfway through the night the little fabric accessory disappears. Despises the fact he can't wear his usual cap and that he had to fix his hair with gel. Gets home and immediately takes it off and hops in the shower, feeling relief in discarding the restricting fabrics and the ichy hair products. Was a one time only thing that he rented and gave back the second he had the chance. Very uncomfortable.

Marcus Holloway doesnt mind wearing tuxes or suits. Something simpler like a formal vest or just a dress shirt is fine too. He thinks he looks good and he owns that. Will look in the mirror after putting on an outfit and whistle. He looks sharp and he feels amazing. Confidence Boost.

Desmond Miles doesnt get more formal than a t-shirt with a picture of a tux on it and black pants. There's no convincing him to wear more than that. He thinks wearing tuxes or suits is just stupid. Too many layers, too hot, takes forever to put on and take off, and too damn expensive. Besides, he doesn't know how to tie a tie. Not interested.

Adam Jensen wears what I like to call 'simplistic formal attire'. A nice dress shirt, a tie, a pair of dress pants, some formal shoes. Whether or not he does anything with his hair depends on how formal the event is. More times than not, his sleeves are rolled up half-way. Nothing fancy.

Conner wears his uniform more times than not. Though if he has to blend in, he'd wear a suit or the right level of formal attire to not stand out. He doesnt have a preference for fashion. No interest.

Kara would wear whatever Alice asked her to. If she gets to see her little girl smile, she'll be happy to dress up. Even if it's to just wear a dress around the house. She even lets Alice do her makeup. Even if she probably doesnt need it. Quite content.

Markus is another simplistic formal type but the polo shirt variation. To him clothing is another way of self expression, like art. Makes him appear more 'human'. So wearing clothes that he likes matters to him. In the end it's a simple idea of choice. A freedom.

[arwininecstasy]

⋆.˚✮ elle’s profile

⋆.˚ basics

⭑ name: isabelle clara hughes

⭑ nick names:

⋆ elle (everyone - she prefers it over her actual name)

⋆ ellie (friends - casual nickname for her nickname)

⋆ izzy (brothers - childhood nickname from her brothers (mainly jack and luke) that they all still use occasionally)

⋆ little bell (mother - another childhood nickname that only her mom would call her and she loves it for those reasons)

⋆ bellezza (adam - romantic nickname adam started calling her after they began dating. it means beauty in italian and it has part of her name in it)

⋆ baby hughes (her and her brothers friends - she hates this one when it comes from her brothers friends but on the rare occasion her friends say it she doesn't mind.)

⭑ birthday: july 24th 2005

⭑ birthplace: manchester, new hampshire

⭑ hometown: plymouth, michigan

⭑ zodiac/chart: sun in leo, moon in pisces and libra in rising

⭑ sexuality: straight

⋆.˚ apperance

⭑ height: 5'7

⭑ hair color: brown

⭑ eye color: bluish gray

⭑ style: she is super into the kind of girly soft style. she loves wearing skirts and anything white and lacy. most of the stuff in her closet is probably white, light blue, or pink. she loves wearing bright colors and doesn't own a lot of darker clothes. she absolutely adores both summer and winter clothing, she loves wearing shorts, skirts and cowboy boots in the summer and then sweaters and leg warmers in the winter. she doesn't wear a lot of jeans cause she finds them kind of uncomfortable, she's all about being cute and comfy. she loves all different kinds of shoes, not a big fan of platforms or heels though. she loves white sneakers, especially air force ones, she thinks they're very simple and cute and go with anything. she loves wearing cowboy boots in the summer, has many pairs of them. also has a big collection of uggs because she is such a winter girly. she also loves cute and dainty shoes and pairing them with frilly white socks.

⭑ accessories: she loves wearing all kinds of jewelry. she never takes off her locket and she's almost always wearing the charm bracelet her brothers gave her. but occasionally she'll take it off and pair something that fits her outfit more but it's usually for special events. she loves wearing rings, which she owns the most of. she owns a lot of scarves and beanies but other than that she doesn't do a lot of accessorising.

⋆.˚ personality & other stuff

⭑ basic personality: she is cheerful and optimistic, though her bright demeanor is layered with playfulness, determination and anxiety. her sense of humor is light-hearted and playful and she loves to joke as much as possible. as an ambivert, she thrives in lively settings with friends, enjoying the energy of being loud and outgoing, but she equally values her quiet, peaceful alone time. in certain situations, especially when she's with others, she can be a bit shy, but after a drink or two, she quickly becomes very extroverted. she's also very nostalgic about her life and tends to be very emotional even though she’s not good at talking about them

⭑ traits:

⋆ good - resilient, playful, loyal, hardworking, empathetic, determined

⋆ bad - overly self-critical, stubborn, competitive, people pleaser, perfectionist, anxious, vulnerability, bad at expressing emotions

⋆.˚ facts

⭑ occupation & finances: she works part-time at a coffee shop on the weekends but her brothers (especially quinn but not so much luke until he joins the nhl) are willing to give her money for things she needs so she doesn't have to overwork herself

⭑ goals:

⋆ wants to graduate college with a degree in journalism

⋆ she wants to go to the olympics in the future but preferably after she graduates

⋆ wants to establish herself outside of her brothers shadow

⭑ habits:

⋆ fidgets with her hair & bites her nails when stressed

⋆ bites her lip as she thinks

⋆ plays with her locket a lot when she's trying to concentrate

⋆ tends to lean toward the person she's talking to

⋆ loves to collect little things from fun events in her life for a memory box

⋆ randomly speaks in french since her roommates been teaching her some words

⭑ favorites:

⋆ color - pastel blue & mint green

⋆ animals - polar bears

⋆ artist/band - florence and the machine, taylor swift and fleetwood mac

⋆ food - sugar cookies, fettucine alfredo & granola bars

⋆ drink - green tea & hot chocolate

⋆ show/movies - gilmore girls & the mighty ducks

⋆ thing she owns - her heart locket with her family on it & the charm bracelet her brothers gave her for her 16th

⭑ likes: figure skating, hockey, snow, spending time with her friends & family, coffee shops, sweaters, candles, painting, dancing, car trips, collecting random things, journaling, making physical photo albums, baking (with anyone except luke because of a time they baked cookies while they were home alone)

⭑ dislikes: golf (absolutely hates it, finds it very boring but she gets dragged along with her family sometimes), being compared to her family, crowded places, public speaking, messy spaces, confrontation, spicy food, soda, snakes

⭑ fears: injury, inadequacy, being alone, public speaking, not achieving her goals, reptiles, the ocean, the woods when its dark, flying, heights

⭑ hobbies: ice skating, journaling, yoga, going on walks, dancing, spending time with friends, going on road trips, binging tv shows, going to hockey games

⭑ languages she speaks: english & a bit of french (work in progress)

⋆.˚ relationships

⭑ parents: jim & ellen

⭑ siblings: quinn, jack & luke

⭑ best friends: sophia norris, matt oakley, kate lamont, queenie adams, luca & lucilia fantilli

⭑ friends: umich hockey team, trevor zegras, cole caufield, connor bedard & brock boeser

⭑ partner/love interest: adam fantilli

[fishklok]

Glance and favorite for Seonag?

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

She's very angular. She has sharp facial features and a lanky build, and I tend to use sharp lines when shaping her hair as well. Her missing right eye is also probably a distinguishing feature, but I don't like drawing eyes so I don't draw (ha) much attention to them in my art in general so idk.

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?

Her style and taste in clothing changed slightly as she got older, but chokers are her constant. The first piece of feminine clothing she bought was a black choker. She got it at first because she was self conscious about her adam's apple, and because it felt simple enough so she could slip under the radar in her scene while she was still early in her transition. She still wears chokers, but now it's more because she likes the silhouette, and as she got more into making her own clothes they're incredibly easy for her to make for cheap.

[andnatiabrosca]

Hello! :)

So… What about

Glance, Formal and Favourite for Nat and Maran? :3 (and Miriam too if you'd like, I'm curious!)

hello!! sorry for asking for asks and immediately disappearing. we had a massive tomato harvest in today (multiple 5gal buckets massive) (last of the season) so I was unexpectedly processing that all day!

anyway. here goes! I haven't thought about maran in a hot second ngl

[prompt list]

cut for length because this became a bit of a character study as usual

glance: at first glance, what stands out most? what's their distinguishing feature?

Nat is stupid short. Dwarva are short to start with; Nat is short for a dwarf. She had tried to make up for her stature by taking her marks for her carta clan bolder and earlier than most, and wearing her conquested jewels (her locks) proudly in her ears and face. Prove she was worth fearing, even if she was small. She's still first noticed to be short.

Maran has bright silver hair. When she was little, she had been towheaded. Her hair had darkened over the years, as most towheads do, though she always preserved a few white-gold strands. Until the Conclave. When she woke from whatever funny business had taken place, her hair was a metallic silver. It does gradually fade through the events of Inquisition, coming close to returning to her natural dark brown with white-gold strands - but the events at Adamant turn those white-gold pieces permanently metallic silver.

Miriam is a Hawke. I mean, she's a Fereldan apostate mage with no fear and a disastrous ego. It's more a question of who is looking at her than what is universally most noticeable. She wears her kaddis, sure, despite not having a mabari to partner. She wears much less clothing than most of the Marchers, being so used to the colds of Lothering. She carries her fuckoff big staff with a bloody statue on the end of it. She has lightning scars up her arms. It depends who's looking.

formal: what's their formal look? do they like dressing up? do they have different looks for different occasions?

Nat has struck a delicate balance of Paragon and Commander in her formal dress. Technically she ought to dress according to her most relevant title at any given function - but she is not a thousand disparate Natias. She is Warden Nat Brosca, Commander of the Grey, Paragon of Duty to Orzammar, Advisor to the Throne of Fereldan, and Sister of the King of Orzammar. In broad strokes, as I still want to get an actual sketch done sometime, she wears the veil and gems as befit a Paragon and Warrior of Orzammar, and her formal warden blue and greys. Nat enjoys demonstrating her power. The clothes...not as important. In time, putting on her formal uniform becomes a ritual to center herself in her body before she has to go Be The Hero.

Maran knows how to dress well. She knows how to dress for an occasion. She enjoys the feeling of rich fabrics. Enjoys the drape and flow. Enjoys feeling correctly feminine - and a little like an imposter. Like she's playing dress up in her older sisters' dressers. Like she's stolen the fine silks and broad skirts and any moment her mother will catch and scold her. Maran loves to play the lady she should have been raised to be, had her parents fewer daughters to marry off and better matches to be made. But it will only ever be playing.

Miriam will not wear a dress. Nope. Not doing. So she fails at dressing formally (or even appropriately) in most contexts. Good thing no one argues with the Champion. (The last argument might have ended in an irate noblewoman slowly thawing off the side of her Hightown mansion. Maybe.)

favorite: do they have a favorite article of clothing or accessory? what is it? what is the meaning? do they always wear it or store it for safekeeping?

Nat is pretty simple - her oath. She has places she could store it, if she wanted, but it doesn't feel safe to leave anything she cares about away. Her oath hangs around her neck, every moment of every day. When she leaves to find the Cure, she adds a scrap of fabric tied around the chain. She's a terrible mother. A scrap of her daughter's blanket reminds her to come home, better.

Maran hasn't seen her favorite dress in years. It was once her grandmother's wedding gown, carefully cut and sewn and embroidered with snowdrops along the hem. Then her mother's, the sides let out to accommodate a just-couldn't-wait growing stomach. Then her sister's - and her sister's - and her sister's - and her sister's - and her sister's. Then it was too big for Little Mar. Then she wasn't enough of a lady. Then she took herself to britches - and then she left home. It might still be in her mother's cedar chest, waiting for a white-gold bride. It'll have to wait another twenty years, if it is. Maran has been a bride already, in muddy boots and heavy blue woolen britches, a snowdrop hastily (Badly) embroidered on the hem.

Miriam would never admit to enjoying anything ever. She's kind of a bitch. And horribly mentally unstable. Probably would do better if she could allow herself to feel joy not related to murdering templars and/or fucking her possessed boyfriend. Is that boyfriend Justice or is it Anders? Your guess is as good as hers.

[diegodog2002]

Charity Cruise

They all got onboard the Coast Guard rescue ship.  Some completely naked, others in stained and tattered remnants of their once fancy dress clothing, while others were totally naked.  One thing is for sure, none of them would ever forget their ordeal at sea.

The story actually began about six months earlier when Tom was sent an invitation for a black tie charity event that was to be held on a luxury yacht.  Tom was quite surprised to receive such an invitation, as he was not a wealthy patron of the organization sponsoring the event.  Tom was very curious and felt the invitation was surely a mistake.  He contacted the organizers of the event and gave them his contact information.  They informed him that he was definitely the person for whom the invitation was addressed to.  It was then revealed the invitation was forwarded to him from a friend of his who was connected with the charity.  It seems his friend was unable to attend the event and requested his invitation be forwarded on to Tom.  Tom thanked the charity representative and hung up the phone.  

Tom was so flabbergasted by the invitation that he had to call his friend and thank him for thinking of him.  He telephoned his friend, and to his surprise his friend Armand answered the phone. Tom asked Armand what made him think of him for the charity event.  Armand told Tom that since he was going to be out of town for the event, he did not want the invitation to go to waste, and surprisingly enough, Tom was the first name that came to his mind for giving the invitation to.  Tom thanked Armand for the invitation but told him that there was no way he could accept such an offer.  Armand stopped Tom, he knew Tom was hesitant in accepting the invitation, and Armand knew why.  Tom’s financial status.  Tom had some money, but not the kind of wealth and means that Armand had.   He then told Tom that there was nothing to be worried about.  No one was going to ask him for a monetary contribution.  Armand said he had already taken care of that.  He told Tom to go and enjoy the party.  Armand than asked Tom if he was aware that the charity event was a black tie affair.  Before Tom was able to answer, Armand told Tom to go to his (Armand’s) tailor.  He informed Tom that his tailor was aware that Tom would be there and to set him up with everything he needed for this black tie affair.  Tom protested and told Armand that he could not accept such a generous offer, it was just too much.  Armand responded by telling Tom that this was a gift to him for all the help and assistance Tom has given to him in his personal life.  Then Armand said he would not hear anymore argument about going. Tom knew when Armand made up his mind and was adamant, there was no changing his mind.  Tom graciously accepted Armand’s invitation and gifts.  

The following weeks were filled with trips to the tailor for Tom.  There were measurements to be taken, fittings to be done, and accessories to put together for the tuxedo.  By the time everything was finished, Tom had a complete tuxedo ensemble. He did not want anything flashy, so the tuxedo was classic black in style and cut, made from a combination of silk and wool.  His shirt was a simple pleated shirt with French cuffs and wing collar.  His tie and matching vest were black silk.  Sheer TNT socks, garters and suspenders were also included, along with a pair of slip on black evening slippers.  Tom chose a pair of black pearl shirt studs and matching cufflinks.  Tom was afraid of spending too much money.  He also knew he would probably never wear the tuxedo again.  He was not in the formal gala circle.  

A few weeks before the charity event Tom received his finished tuxedo.  He had it hanging in the doorway of his apartment.  He could not stop looking at it.  It was more than he could have ever hoped for. While he was admiring the garment, his telephone rang.  He answered the phone and was surprised to hear Armand on the other end. “I understand from my tailor that your tuxedo was delivered today.”  Armand said. “Yes, yes it was delivered today!  How did you know?”  Tom asked.   “My, I mean OUR tailor notified me that he had delivered it to you.”  Armand responded.   “It is absolutely beautiful!  I have never seen such a magnificent piece of clothing in my life!”  Tom exclaimed.   “Good, I am so happy you are pleased with how it turned out!”  Armand said. “I am just so concerned with how much I spent!” Tom said sheepishly.   “Oh please…  Truth be told, I am surprised you only spent as little as you did! Now I want you to have a wonderful time at the event, and you must tell me all about it when I return from my trip! That is the only requirement!” Armand said.   “I will, and once again, thank you for everything!”  Tom said. With that, they said their goodbyes and good lucks.  

The day of the event, Tom took a vacation day from work.  He did not want his work to possibly interfere with his evening. There was always the possibility of problems at his office, and having to work late to resolve the issues.  Tom went for a haircut, and a manicure.  He spent the rest of the day relaxing and generally taking care of himself.  

Tom took a very long luxurious shower.  He took time and pampered himself using the soaps, lotions, and oils he only used on special occasions.  Now out of the shower and dried off, Tom took a look at himself in the mirror.  He was pleased with what he saw reflected back.  Tom was in his late thirties, just over six foot tall.  He had light brown hair that was receding a bit.  His brown eyes still had a sparkle to them.  He was in very good shape for his age, and still had quite the bubble butt.  He always referred to it as one of his better assets, emphasis on ass.  As far as his endowment, he was satisfied at his size. He was not the biggest guy around, but he was far from the smallest one either.  

Tom took his time in putting on his tuxedo. He put his shirt on, and fastened the studs onto the front of his shirt, followed by his cufflinks.  He then made his first attempt to tie the black silk bowtie around his neck.  It did not turn out very well.  He tried a second time and unfortunately, his results were the same as the time before. He began to get frustrated.  Then he remembered what the tailor told him when he taught him how to tie the bowtie.  The tailor told him that he had to remain calm and relaxed when tying a bowtie, and do it very slowly.  Tom started over again with the bowtie.  This time remaining calm and tying it slowly.  He was amazed at the results.  It was as if the tailor had tied the bowtie for him.  It was perfect.  Next, Tom put on his sheer black TNT socks and garters, then his trousers and suspenders.  Tom could not wait to look in the mirror to see how everything looked.  Even partially dressed, he liked the reflection he saw in the mirror.   He put the black silk vest and his jacket on, followed by his evening slippers. Tom looked in the mirror once again, now that the package was complete.  He could not believe how good he looked all dressed up.  

Tom was ready to leave the house when his telephone rang.  It was Armand. “Hi Armand, I thought you were out of town!” Tom said.   “I am!  But I forgot to tell you, that I was sending a driver and a car to take you to the event tonight.”  Armand replied.   “That is not necessary, I can drive myself!” Tom exclaimed.   “It is too late, he should be at your place at any time now!  Please allow me to do this.  I want you to enjoy your evening.”  Armand explained. Just then, the doorbell rang to Tom’s apartment.   “I hear the doorbell.  That must be the driver!  Enjoy the evening!  I will talk to you later.”  Armand said excitedly.   Armand had hung up the phone before Tom could even say goodbye.  

Tom answered the door, and sure enough it was his driver.  He informed Tom that he would be waiting for him at the front of his apartment, and also told Tom not to rush, there was plenty of time.   Tom could not believe this.  He felt as though he were Cinderfella, and Armand was his fairy godfather.  He wanted to pinch himself to make sure it was not all a dream.  

Tom was driven to the private dock where the mega-yacht was docked.  He could not believe the size of this ship.  As soon as he exited the limousine he was handed a glass of champagne and escorted by one of the ship’s crew to the ship.  Tom could not help but stare at the ship’s crew.  They were all cute European looking gentlemen, who were beautiful specimens of the male body.  They were dressed in black fitted short military style jackets, white shirts with black ties, and the tightest fitting white slacks that accentuated their butts and crotches.  Tom could hardly keep his eyes off the crew.   Once on board the ship, Tom noticed that all the guests appeared to be gentlemen.  He scanned the deck he was standing on, and did not see one woman. This was obviously a men’s only affair. He was actually relieved!  He would not have to make small talk with women he had nothing in common with.  Tom looked around and saw that some of the men were obviously coupled. There was no attempt to hide their sexuality.  

Tom was then greeted by the ship’s captain.  With a slight Italian accent, he addressed himself as Captain Lorenzo.  Tom thought he was beautiful.  He had wavy black hair, and green eyes.  He also had broad shoulders that tapered down to a slim waist, and very nice bubble butt.  Tom was tongue tied.  The Captain was more gorgeous than the ship’s crew.  He also wore a short fitted military style jacket on, but he had four gold stripes around the cuffs, and a series of medals attached to the breast of the jacket.  His white slacks were also very tight and fitted.  The outline of his cock was visibly obvious in the front of his trousers. The Captain told Tom he hoped to see him after they left the dock.  Tom nodded in approval, but just thought the Captain was being nice to him.  Tom began to mingle with others on board, and estimated there were only about fifty guests on board.  All men.  As for the crew, there had to be at least twenty crew just serving drinks and offering hors d'oeuvres.  Plus the crew he did not see below deck.   As the ship left the dock, a group of guests congregated on the aft deck to watch the lights of the city come to life as the sun set.  Everyone chatted.  No one questioned Tom as to what he was doing there, or what he had contributed to the charity.  Tom was put to ease with the ongoing conversation and was comfortable joining in.

Once they were out of sight of the city, Tom felt someone tap his shoulder.  He turned to see who it was, and was very surprised to see it was Captain Lorenzo.  Captain Lorenzo asked Tom if he would be interested in a tour of the ship.  Never having been on a yacht before, Tom said he would love to see the ship.  The Captain motioned for Tom to join him.  Once Tom broke away from the group he was with, the Captain took Tom by the arm and escorted him away from the group.  Tom’s whole body suddenly tingled.  The Captain asked Tom if he would like to see the control room of the ship. Tom managed to stammer out that he would enjoy that.  As Tom and the Captain headed to the control room, the Captain was handed a sheet of paper by one of the crewmen showing the weather report for the evening.  The weather report indicated the water was going to be flat, with no wind and clear skies.  The Captain signed the report and handed it back to the crewman and instructed him to have the helm proceed on their designated course.  What the Captain and the crewman did not know was that there was an update to the weather forecast.  The updated forecast indicated there was a severe storm brewing on the exact course the ship was headed.  There was a warning in effect to avoid the area due to the severity of the storm in the area.  The reason no one had seen the updated weather report was because when it came off the printer, it fell out of the output paper tray and slipped out of sight. So without knowing, the yacht was heading directly into the storm.  

Captain Lorenzo was showing Tom all around the ship.  He showed him the engine room, the state of the art radar station, a private dining room, and even the fully equipped sickbay.  Tom was impressed with all the gadgets and technology that was onboard. Captain Lorenzo was getting friendlier with Tom also.  He began to stand closer to Tom than was absolutely necessary, and occasionally “accidently” brushed his hand across Tom’s crotch or butt as they were walking. Needless to say, Tom did not mind the attention he was getting.  He was getting quite aroused by the attention.  Tom decided to “accidently” brush his hand across Captain Lorenzo’s crotch. He was surprised to find that the Captain was also aroused by their situation.  The ship suddenly lurched.  Nothing severe, but not what one would expect in calm waters.  Captain Lorenzo grabbed Tom by the shoulders to steady him. Standing directly in front of the Captain, Tom got a chance to look down at the Captain’s crotch.  His cock was straining under the thin fabric of his white trousers.  His already engorged cock outline was clearly visible.  Tom liked what he was seeing.   The Captain reassured Tom that an occasional wave was not uncommon, even in smooth waters.  The Captain then asked Tom if he would like to see one of the staterooms on the yacht.  Tom knew what was coming next, and he said he would enjoy that.  The Captain led Tom to one of the staterooms.  He opened the door to let Tom in and turned on the subdued lights.  Tom was overwhelmed by the opulence and grandeur of the room.  It was not just a stateroom with a bed, there was a sitting area, a dining area, and what even looked like a reading area in the stateroom. The stateroom was quite large. Captain Lorenzo then opened the floor to ceiling draperies in the stateroom.  This gave them an unobstructed view of the bow of the ship. Captain Lorenzo opened the sliding glass doors.  The fresh scent of sea air rushed into the room.  No sooner had he looked back to call Tom to look at the view, the bow of the yacht took a deep dive.  Ocean water rushed over the bow of the yacht, and a huge wave of water rushed into the stateroom.  The gush of incoming water knocked Captain Lorenzo off his feet and pushed him back into the stateroom.  He was knocked out, on the floor drenched.  Tom ran forward and was able to close the sliding doors, stopping the sea water from further drenching the stateroom.  Captain Lorenzo regain consciousness and sat up.  The yacht continued to pitch forward as the waves began to swamp the yacht.  Tom wobbled over to Captain Lorenzo.  Captain Lorenzo said he was alright.  As he said that, Tom fell to the wet floor, and rolled into Captain Lorenzo.  Captain Lorenzo reached up to Tom and grabbed hold of him.  This prevented Tom from rolling over Captain Lorenzo and stopped him from falling across the room as the yacht continued to pitch up and down wildly.  Sadly though, Captain Lorenzo grabbed Tom by the arm, and even though he kept Tom from free falling across the room, he tore the sleeve off Tom’s tuxedo jacket.  Tom landed in Captain Lorenzo’s crotch.  Had the situation been different, Tom would have enjoyed being in that position.  Tom rolled off the Captain quickly.  He did take a brief moment to look at the Captain’s crotch.  His cock was clearly visible beneath his soaking wet, tight now transparent white trousers.   The yacht continued to bounce up and down in the large swells, knocking both Captain Lorenzo and Tom about the stateroom. The Captain finally made it to his feet. He told Tom they needed to get out of that stateroom and find out what was going on.  Tom asked the Captain if he should stay in the stateroom.  Captain Lorenzo told Tom to come with him, it was not safe in the stateroom.  Another good wave could smash the windows open in the stateroom and completely swamp it. Tom stood behind Captain Lorenzo when they were ready to leave the stateroom.  Once again, the yacht pitched wildly, knocking both men back into the stateroom and onto the floor.  Water started to gush into the room.  It seems the locking mechanism on the glass doors was not working, and one of the sliding doors had opened up.  As sea water gushed into the room, both Captain Lorenzo and Tom were once again soaked with water as was everything in the stateroom and knocked off their feet.  Captain Lorenzo was first to try to get to his feet. Tom watched as the Captain fought his way onto his feet.  He saw that Captain Lorenzo finely got this feet under himself from a sitting position. He raised himself up, but his tight wet trousers were unable to take the strain that was being put on them.  Tom watched as the Captain’s tight wet white trousers burst apart along the arse seam as he raised himself up.  His trousers ripped all the way up his backside, and through the waistband. Tom wanted to laugh, but it was not a situation to laugh about. Since the Captain’s trousers did not have a belt to hold them up, his wet pants fell to his knees, exposing his large bubble butt cheeks that were swallowing his white thong.  The Captain turned around to face Tom.  The Captain may as well have been naked.  The front of his white thong was completely transparent in the wetness. Captain Lorenzo tried to get over to Tom, but his walking was hindered by his trousers down around his knees and ankles and his other wet clothing constricting his movements.  Captain Lorenzo removed his jacket.  His toned and muscular torso clung to his wet white shirt.  He quickly removed his tie and his shirt, tossing them aside.  He looked down at his thong covered crotch and made a halfhearted effort to try and cover himself up.  He then took hold of what remained of his trousers and tore them off.  Tom looked at him with a very surprised expression on his face.   “Well, there is nothing I can do with them, to keep them up!  And we have to get the hell out of here!”  Captain Lorenzo said.   Tom wanted to freeze the moment; this beautiful specimen of a man standing in front of him.  There was nothing left to the imagination.  He may as well have been naked.  All that remained on the Captain were his white deck shoes, and his black nylon socks that were being held up by his sock garters, and of course, his tiny soaking wet transparent thong that was barely large enough to contain his manhood.  

Before Tom knew what was happening, Captain Lorenzo whisked by him and grabbed him by his arm.  They made it out of the stateroom and into a hall lined with other staterooms.  The floor was drenched with water.  Captain Lorenzo knew the situation was bad.   “We need to get down to the wheelhouse. I want you to stay with me!”   Tom nodded in agreement.   As they made their way down to the wheelhouse. The yacht was once again hit by a large wave.  They were both knocked off their feet and went sailing down the hallway.  Captain Lorenzo reached out to catch Tom as he slid by him on the drenched carpeted floor.  All Captain Lorenzo was able to grab was the pocket on Tom’s tuxedo trousers.  As he did, Tom continued to slide.  His tuxedo trousers were the next victim of the turbulent seas.  As if made of tissue paper, Tom’s tuxedo trousers ripped open along the front pocket seam.  Captain Lorenzo did not know what was happening, and held onto Tom’s trouser pocket with all his might.  Tom’s trousers continued to rip open down the whole side, and across the top, just under the waistband.  They then continued to rip down the other front side pocket seam and the inseams.  Tom finally realized what was happening and yelled for Captain Lorenzo to let go of him.  However, it was too late.  The front of Tom’s trousers were completely ripped away.  Captain Lorenzo got to his feet first and picked Tom off the floor. Whatever remnants were left of Tom’s trousers fell off him at that point.  Tom had forgotten what he was wearing beneath his tuxedo trousers.  He stood in front of Captain Lorenzo in a pair of pink lace panties, and a matching pink garter belt with long elastic straps to hold up his TNT socks.   Completely embarrassed, Tom tried to cover himself up with his wet torn tuxedo trousers.  Captain Lorenzo took the torn trousers from Tom’s hands and dropped the trousers to the floor.  He helped Tom out of his soaking wet torn tuxedo jacket and vest.  Tom stood there in just his pink lace panties, TNT socks, shoes and white shirt and tie, soaking wet.   Captain Lorenzo looked down at Tom and said “I approve!  Now, let’s get to the wheelhouse.” They tried the hatch door that led from the hall to the wheelhouse, but it was jammed and would not open.  Captain Lorenzo said they would have to go topside, and then down to the wheelhouse from the other side.    

Tom knew what this meant. They would have to go up to where all the guests were.  Everyone would see him in his pink lace panties and garter belt.  He asked Captain Lorenzo to leave him where he was, but the Captain insisted that Tom accompany him.  Just as they were ready to ascend the stairs to where the guests were, the yacht took a steep pitch once again. Captain Lorenzo was quick enough to grab hold of Tom as they both were sent off their feet and rolled back down the hallway.  Tom did not know how, but his shirt was now torn open when they came to rest in the corner of the hall.  The Captain’s free arm was tangled inside the fabric of the shirt.  Captain Lorenzo was pressed tightly against him.  They were face to face, chest to chest.  Tom felt the Captain’s chest heaving against his. Their cocks were pressed tightly against one another.  They both spent a few moments longer than was absolutely necessary together before getting to their feet.  Captain Lorenzo accidently ripped more of Tom’s white shirt.  It was now at the point where the shirt was not covering very much of Tom’s torso anymore.  Tom removed his soaking wet vest, and tossed it aside.  He then repeated what he saw Captain Lorenzo do earlier.  He took hold of the remaining fabric of his tuxedo shirt and just ripped it away.  Captain Lorenzo gave Tom a nod of approval at what he was looking at.   Tom no longer cared how he looked in his pink lace panties and matching garter belt.  He knew he had to stay with the Captain if he wanted to stay alive.  

Both Tom and the Captain knew the yacht was in trouble.  It was obvious to them that the yacht was being tossed around in the sudden storm that had come up.  They were being constantly knocked about by the waves and swells battering the yacht.   They made their way up to one of the large indoor salons where the guests and the crew who were doing the serving had gone to for safety.  It was an absolute spectacle in the salon.  Guests were tossed all about, and soaking wet, as was the crew.  It was obvious from the torn and ripped clothing that they all just grabbed onto whoever or whatever they could, hoping it would steady them.  Some of the guests had the further humiliation of having whatever food was being served tossed all over them.  If Tom did not know better, he would have guessed that they had a huge food fight.  One guest was covered head to toe in what looked like guacamole.  His black tuxedo was wet and green.  While another guest, whose pants had been completely torn off somehow was covered in some sort of bean dip.  It was especially funny to see him without any pants, and beans dripping down his once white boxers.  Another shirtless guest and a crewman were smeared with what appeared to be a combination of caviar and toast squares.  Most of the guests were now in some stage of undress.  Every one of them had torn trousers, torn jackets, or somehow managed to lose their clothing in their fight with the waves, fierce storm, and water.  It was obvious that the rocking the yacht was doing was much worse on the upper decks. Tom got a glance at some of the crew men.  Most of them had ripped their tight white trousers in the melee.  Tom did notice that they were all wearing the same style white thong as Captain Lorenzo.   Suddenly, the yacht rocked side to side very violently.  Everyone in the salon, including the Captain and Tom were thrown from side to side. Water began gushing in the open front glass doors of the salon.  This was not good.  Tom watched as some of the guests and crew who could not grab hold of anything were swept out of the yacht when the yacht lurched and the water that filled the salon emptied.  Tom wanted to help them out, but Captain Lorenzo took him by the arm and told him they had to get to the wheelhouse and try to save the yacht.  Captain Lorenzo instructed whatever crew was left to get life jackets on everyone including themselves and see what happened to those who were swept out of the salon.   After being banged and battered about a few more times, Captain Lorenzo and Tom made their way to the wheelhouse.  Most of the crew had been knocked out by the battering the yacht received.  He and Tom put life jackets on them.  Captain Lorenzo worked with the yacht’s stabilizers in an attempt to keep the yacht from capsizing.  Tom could tell it was doing some good, but the seas were too violent to completely stabilize the yacht.  Water was pouring into the wheelhouse.  The engines were dead, and power was going out.  Captain Lorenzo gave the order no captain wants to give.  He ordered his crew to assist the passengers and abandon ship. There were inflatable rafts for use in emergencies.  He told one of his men to take Tom with him and make sure he was on one of the rafts. Tom protested and said he was staying with Captain Lorenzo.  There was no way he was going to leave his side.  Captain Lorenzo argued back, but knew it was futile once Tom made up his mind. Captain Lorenzo looked at his charts, and from their last known position, determined there was an island approximately 10 nautical miles away.  He told the crew to head for the island with as many passengers as they could find. The crew all knew their jobs, and did as they were told without hesitation.   Captain Lorenzo knew time was of the essence. The yacht was taking on a lot of water now in these rough seas, and was listing severely.  He told Tom to stay at his side at all times.  They made a search of the yacht looking for anyone who may have been left behind.  They found no one.  Everyone was off the yacht.  Captain Lorenzo only hoped that everyone was in one of the lifeboats.   Captain Lorenzo sent one final SOS message before the power finally failed completely.  He was also able to send a message with their last known position.  

Tom and Captain Lorenzo were the last two aboard the yacht.  He told Tom that he was going to remain on board with the sinking yacht. Tom said he was staying also.  Tom remained adamant in what he was doing. He knew it was silly for Captain Lorenzo to remain on board when the yacht sank, and he told him so.  Captain Lorenzo insisted that the Captain must go down with the ship.  Tom then reminded him that he had a crew and passengers who were out there someplace that he was responsible for, and that if he stayed on board the yacht, he would not know what is happening to them or his crew.  Tom also reminded him that the yacht was replaceable, but human lives were not.  Captain Lorenzo finally acquiesced.  It was nearly too late for them.  The yacht was sinking quickly now.  They went to the deck that was even with the water.  Captain Lorenzo tightly fastened Tom into a life jacket and told him to swim as far from the yacht as possible.  He told Tom that when the yacht sinks, it could cause him to be sucked down into the water if he were too close.  Tom was hesitant to jump in first, because he feared Captain Lorenzo would stay onboard the yacht.  Captain Lorenzo assured him that he would jump in as soon as he saw that Tom was a safe distance from the yacht.   Tom jumped into the water.  He swam as hard as he could to get away from the sinking yacht.  When he finally looked back, he saw that Captain Lorenzo was still onboard the yacht. Captain Lorenzo saw Tom bobbing up and down in the swells, and he too finally jumped into the water.  Tom stopped swimming. He waited for Captain Lorenzo would catch up to him.  They were both bobbing up and down in the sea swells.  Not being a swimmer, Tom was exhausted.  Captain Lorenzo took hold of Tom by his life jacket and led him away from the now sunken yacht.  Debris from the yacht started floating around them.  Captain Lorenzo told Tom that there was one of the life rafts not far from where they were.  He knew Tom was exhausted, but he knew that if he told Tom about the raft, it would give him the incentive to swim.  They yelled as the got closer to the raft, and those onboard the raft heard them and paddled back toward their voices. The seas were calming down some.  The waves were not as high as they were before. When they approached the raft, a couple of the crewmen grabbed hold of Tom and hoisted him onboard.  That only left Captain Lorenzo in the water.  Now he was exhausted after pulling Tom along and swimming for both of them.  He tried to hoist himself onto the raft, but he fell back into the water.  He tried again and managed to get his arms over the edge of the inflatable.  He started slipping once again.  His crew grabbed him from wherever they could.  Unfortunately, one of the crew grabbed the Captain by the waist of his thong, thinking it was one of the tie ropes of his lifejacket.  The crew pulled the Captain up, but his thong snapped and ripped off him.  It fell back into the water.  Once on the raft, the Captain asked for a status.  He was told that every one of the passengers had been accounted for with the exception of Tom and all the crew was also accounted for.  The rafts were in communication with radios.  The Captain told them to head for the island and they would regroup there.  

With everyone accounted for and business taken care of for the moment.  Captain Lorenzo found Tom.  He stood hovering over Tom.  Tom started to laugh. “What is so funny?”  Captain Lorenzo asked.   “You, standing over me like that!  I think you lost something.”  Tom said pointing to the Captain’s midsection. It was only at that moment, Captain Lorenzo looked down and realized he was naked.   “Well, what do you think?”  He asked Tom.   “Hmmm, I must admit, I do like what I am seeing, and would really like to get to know you much better.  But I don’t think this is the time or the place for that.” Tom replied.   One of the crewmen handed Tom and the Captain each a blanket.  The Captain covered Tom with his blanket, and huddled next to Tom and wrapped himself in his blanket.   “I would like to get to know you better when this ordeal is over.”  The Captain said.   Tom looked at him and said, “I would like that very much!”   The Captain took his blanket off, and wrapped Tom in it.  He remained naked while on the lifeboat.  

A few hours later it was nearly sunrise, and the island they were headed for was in sight.  It did not take long to get close to the island. But since the shoreline was rocky, the crew was afraid the rocks might puncture the lifeboats.  It was decided to anchor the lifeboats as close to the shore as possible, and have everyone swim to the shore.  By the time all the boats were emptied and the crew and guests swam to the shore it was mid-morning.  Then and only then was Tom able to see the assemblage of castaways. There was not one of the guests whose tuxedo was intact.  Most of their tuxedos were ripped to shreds, if not from the ordeal onboard the yacht, but also from swimming to the shore of the island.  The rocky shore destroyed what remained of their tuxedos.  Some of the gentlemen were missing their jackets, some were missing their trousers, while others, what remained of their tuxedo was shredded to pieces.  A number of the guests were in their various styles of underwear.  A few had some boxers on.  Most of the boxers were solid white cotton, but there were a few with embarrassing boxers. You could tell those who were wearing the embarrassing boxers because they kept trying to cover themselves up. Others wore boxer briefs, and still more were wearing briefs.  Some of their briefs were white, some colored, and few of the gents even had cartoon briefs on.  They probably thought no one was going to see what they were wearing under their elegant tuxedos.  Tom was surprised to see a few of them even wore jockstraps under their tuxedos.  And Tom was happy to see he was not the only one wearing lace panties.  There were a couple other gentlemen wearing them in various colors.  The crew was very easy to identify.  None of them had trousers.  It was apparent that their tight white trousers ripped and tore away sometime during the ordeal.  However, they all had their white thongs still intact.  Some of the crew still had their shirts, or remnants of their shirts. Tom thought it would be tough to even put together one complete outfit from what everyone was wearing.   Captain Lorenzo however was quite un-phased by the fact he was now totally naked.  He lost his deck shoes and socks somewhere along the way.  

Captain Lorenzo suggested the guests pair up with a partner, and look for fresh water to drink, and food to eat.  He said he hoped his emergency messages were sent giving their position, and if so, they would not be on the island too long.  But just in case they needed to find food and water.  He had the crew start to build some lean-tos for protection from the sun and shelter in the evenings.  The Captain asked everyone who was still in passion of anything made with elastic to give it to the crew to use to hold the lean-tos together.   Tom removed his garter belt and TNT socks. He was now barefoot, having lost his formal slippers while swimming away from the yacht.  He gave them to Captain Lorenzo and said he hoped they would help. Captain Lorenzo thanked Tom and told him to follow him.  They were going to help look for some food.  

Tom and the Captain went in the direction not being covered by the others.  They looked around, but only found some grasses that might be edible. Tom was getting very discouraged. Captain Lorenzo stepped up behind Tom and began to kiss him on the back of the neck.  Tom could think of nothing else now other than being with the Captain. Tom felt the Captain’s cock stiffen up and begin to press against his arse.  The Captain continued kissing Tom and rubbing his hands up and down Tom’s body. At one point, he slid his fingers under the waistband of Tom’s lace panties and slid them down.  Tom’s cock immediately sprung to attention.  Captain Lorenzo slowly and carefully parted Tom’s butt cheeks before inserting his hard engorged cock into his arse.  Tom stiffened, but quickly relaxed so that the Captain’s cock could slide in.  Tom was in ecstasy.  He thought the Captain was going to split him in two with his huge engorged cock.  But the Captain was gentle.  Tom wanted to scream out in sheer delight, but he knew he had better not for fear that someone would come running thinking something had happened to one of the teams.  Captain Lorenzo thrust his cock deep into Tom, and Tom was loving every moment.  It was not long before Captain Lorenzo could not contain himself.  He stiffened up and filled Tom with ribbons of hot cum.  Tom did not know what to do after the Captain pulled out of him.  Tom stood there with his back still to the Captain. The Captain gently turned Tom around and just looked at him.  He motioned for Tom to lie down.  Tom did so obediently.  Captain Lorenzo knelt down in front of where Tom was lying.  He took Tom’s still hard throbbing cock in his hand.  He then lowered his head onto Tom’s cock.  He sucked Tom’s cock like no one had sucked it before.  The Captain seemed to know all the tricks to make Tom’s cock bigger and harder than it had ever been.  Tom could not take any more.  His cock erupted in Captain Lorenzo’s mouth.  The Captain drank in all of Tom’s nectar, relishing every drop of it.  Once he had completed draining Tom, he got down on the ground and laid on top of Tom.  He said he hoped he was not too forward with him, but felt that he and Tom were meant to be together.  They rested there for a few minutes.  Then Captain Lorenzo got up. He reached down to help Tom get up.  Tom took his arm and got off the ground.  Tom pulled his panties back up, and he and the Captain continued their search.  A while later, they came across a waterfalls.  They looked at one another and without saying a word, they both ran under the waterfalls.  The water was cool to the touch, but not cold.  They cleaned themselves off under the waterfalls, before frolicking in the water. They started to get frisky with one another once again.  Their playtime was interrupted when from a distance they heard the sound of what sounded like Coast Guard ship.  Once they heard the sound of the horn, they both ran out from the waterfalls pool and ran over to where the sound was coming from.  

Captain Lorenzo and his crew started using whatever pieces of clothing they had left in order to get the Coast Guards attention.  Now all the crew was either naked or only had their white thongs on.  Even some of the guests removed their remaining clothing to assist in flagging down the Coast Guard.  It was impossible for the Coast Guard to land their vessels on the shore because of the rocky shore.  However, within minutes helicopters were in the air making their way to the island.   As the helicopters landed, they were loaded up with the guests first, followed by the crew, and finally Captain Lorenzo.  Once he was onboard the Coast Guard ship, the Captain made a full report as to the events of the prior evening.  Tom was hoping to talk to the Captain, but the Captain was so busy, he had no time for social obligations.  When the Coast Guard ship made it ashore back in the city, everyone had been given a military style jumpsuit to wear.  Once again, Tom looked for Captain Lorenzo, but he was nowhere to be found.  

A few weeks past, and the uproar about the doomed cruise had died down in the press.  Tom had returned to work, and even his good friend Armand telephoned him to see how he was.  Armand promised to make up for the misadventure Tom had had.  Tom laughed it off and told Armand that it would be a long time before he would be going near the water again.  Armand and he had a bit more small talk.  Then Armand said he would try to stop by and see Tom in the next few evenings.  Tom told Armand that he would like that.  They said their goodbyes and hung up.  Tom did not mention his fling with Captain Lorenzo to Armand.  He was still confused as to what happened between them.  Tom also realized that there was no way for Captain Lorenzo to find him.  All the Captain knew was that his name was Tom, and there must have been a number of guests with the name of Tom on that cruise.  

Late one evening Tom was reading a book he had started a while ago.  It was a very hot and humid evening.  Tom was wearing very little, as was his custom on these hot and humid nights. No one could see into his apartment, so he did not mind wearing a pair of skimpy briefs or if it was too warm, nothing at all.  Tonight was no different.  Tom had on a pair of see through red nylon bikini briefs.   For some reason he could not keep his mind on the book he was reading.  He found himself reading the same page at least four times before he put the book down. He decided to make himself a cocktail. He thought it might help to relax him a bit more, so he could get to sleep.  While he was sipping on the drink, his doorbell rang.  He was not expecting anybody.  His immediate thought was that it must be Armand stopping by to see him. Since he knew it was Armand, and Armand had seen him many times in just his undies, Tom did not bother to put any more clothing on.   The doorbell rang again, and Tom said, “Just a second Armand, I will be right there!” Tom opened the door.   “I am sorry it is not Armand.  I hope I haven’t disappointed you!”  The person at the door said. “Captain Lorenzo!  How… how did you find me?”  Tom asked.   “Are you going to ask me in, or am I just going to have to stand here in the doorway?”  Captain Lorenzo responded.   “Yes!  Please, come in!”  Tom replied with excitement in his voice.   Tom led Captain Lorenzo into his apartment. “I am sorry for the heat in here, but I do not have A/C in the apartment.”  Tom said apologetically. “Ah, that explains your state of undress!” Captain Lorenzo said jokingly.   Tom suddenly realized what he was wearing, and began to turn and run to put on more clothing.  Captain Lorenzo grabbed him by the arm.   “Don’t run away!  Please, don’t put anything else on, I like seeing you just as you are.”  Captain Lorenzo said.   As he was saying this, he held out his hand that he was holding behind his back.  He was holding a bouquet of flowers.  Tom graciously took the flowers and set them down on the end table next to where they were standing.   “I have been looking for you ever since we got back on land.  I had no idea of your full name.  So, I got a copy of the guest manifest, and I have been searching out every Tom on the list. I am so glad I finally found you!” Captain Lorenzo explained.   “But how about you?  Did you get into any trouble because of what happened, and because you were with me?”  Tom asked. “Do not worry, being with you was not an issue! The Coast Guard pieced the events together, and came to the conclusion we did not receive the second weather report warning us about the imminent storm.  The case has been closed, and everyone has been exonerated.”  Captain Lorenzo happily said.  

Tom was so excited!  He wanted to give Captain Lorenzo a hug and a kiss, but he was still not sure that everything was how he hoped it would be. That was until Captain Lorenzo grabbed him and gave him a long loving kiss on the lips.  Tom nearly melted.  His knees went weak.  The Captain held him up and led him to the sofa and set him down.   “Are you alright?”  Captain Lorenzo asked.   Tom not wanting to admit he was smitten, said, “I’m OK, I just lost his balance”.     Tom finally got to look at Captain Lorenzo standing directly in front of him.  Once again he was wearing his very tight white trousers with a crisp white shirt and black tie.  Over which he had on his black waist coat with the gold braid around the cuffs.   “Get dressed!  I am taking you out tonight.  I want to finish the date we started onboard the ship.”  Captain Lorenzo exclaimed.   Tom wanted to go, but was not feeling right about it.   “No, no.  It’s too late, and I am not really feeling up to going out tonight.” Tom said.   “Am I reading the situation wrong?  Have I gotten the wrong signals?”  Captain Lorenzo asked.   “Oh no no no!  It’s just me.  If it had been any other night, I would have been more than happy to go out with you.” Tom explained.   “Fine, then how about I stay here with you then?”  Captain Lorenzo asked awkwardly.   Tom stood up from the sofa, and walked behind Captain Lorenzo.  He removed Captain Lorenzo’s jacket and placed it on a chair.   “Please.”  Tom said. “Make yourself comfortable!”   Captain Lorenzo smiled.  He slipped off his shoes, followed by his tie, shirt, and white trousers.  He was now dressed in only his white thong.   With that, they headed to Tom’s bedroom.

[sustainably-du-mortain]

1-5 for each of your twc ships, from the otp ask from earlier. I'll probably come back for more when im home

pls do come back for more, I love rambling about the blorbos!!

1.Who would end a heated argument by defending their actions with ‘because I love you!’ ?

Adam x Jonah x Nate

I can see Nate as most likely to do it, because of the whole over-protectiveness thing N has going on. Second comes Adam, it doesn't happen often, but it does from time to time, especially if the thing they were arguing about was in regards to the safety of the other two. Jonah would be the least likely to use it.

Madeleine x Morgan

Can I say no one? These two don't need to involve their feelings to own up to their actions, if that makes sense. But if I had to pick, I'd say Madeleine because I have one particular argument in mind regarding being turned into a vampire where she'd use it.

Côme x Felix

Honestly, I can see it coming from the both of them. But I can see it coming out as like, stating the obvious. It's an "of course, I did what I did because I love you" kind of thing.

2. What would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare?

Adam x Jonah x Nate

I'm not going to answer this one for them because I have a fic I wanna write about this

Madeleine x Morgan

Madeleine knows her touch eases Morgan, so she'd slowly approach her to gradually wrap her arms around. She holds Morgan tight until she's calmed down. Simple, but it works like a charm. Morgan was already awake before Madeleine woke up because she could sense Maddie's distress, so I can actually see her waking up Madeleine. She makes sure to be gentle, tell Maddie that everything's fine, cup her face in her hands to have Mads focus on her and her only.

Côme x Felix

Côme is a light sleeper so I can see them being woken up by Felix moving around in his sleep. They'd panic a little, not understanding what's going until Felix wakes up. Then, they'd try to reassure Felix, ask if he wants to talk about it or not and pull him closer to cuddle back to sleep. I can also see Felix being woken up by Côme moving around, but I feel like he'd understand what's going on before Côme could wake up and he'd try to actually prevent Côme from waking up. But he makes it worse and wakes them up when trying to hold them closer. There's a little freaking out because that wasn't his intentions, then comes the reassurance, trying to get Côme to calm down, make them understand what's going on and grounding them back. And there's a lot of cuddle and talking involved before they fall back asleep.

3. Do they wear the other’s clothes? (sweatshirt, bandana, necklace, etc.)

Adam x Jonah x Nate

Jonah and Nate: yes, they do, absolutely, all the time. Jonah loves stealing his boyfriends' clothes, especially Adam's tees and Nate's shirts. Nates also loves going for Adam's tees (poor guy had to get new ones because these two were always raiding his closet). Nate tried to wear one of Jonah's t-shirt once, unfortunately the size difference made it impossible for him to wear any of Jonah's clothes, but he does wear some of his jewelry, especially his rings. For Adam it's a whole other story. He would love to, but again size difference makes it kinda hard. But accessories make for a good substitute, especially scarves during winter, he alternates between Nate's and Jonah's.

Madeleine x Morgan

For these two it's a more discreet/intimate thing. Maddie wears some of Morgan's jewelry, and Morgan will wear some of Maddie's tees but it's a thing that only Maddie gets to see.

Côme x Felix

YES! Absolutely, always! They're always stealing each other's clothes and they have really similar tastes so it's just like expanding the other's wardrobe. Every single piece of the other's wardrobe they can get their hands on, they wear.

4. Which one is more protective? Who needs to be ‘protected’?

Adam x Jonah x Nate

Oh, gosh, all three of them are protective. From Nate's over-protectiveness to Adam's concern for their safety to Jonah just being fiercely protective. Jonah often ends up being the 'protected' one, especially to physical danger, because both Adam and Nate get protective about that. Then Adam can't help but protect Nate from physical danger either. Jonah and his cuttin sarcasm do all the protecting when it comes to people talking behind Nate and Adam's backs.

Madeleine x Morgan

Morgan is the fiercely protective one in the relationship. She knows that Madeleine doesn't particularly need to be protected but she can't help it. And Maddie loves seeing that side of Morgan so she's not complaining.

Côme x Felix

These two are a disaster because they're on both sides of the spectrum. They're both protective about the other, but often end up having to be protected by the rest of UB.

5. Describe their cozy night in.

Adam x Jonah x Nate

Cooking together (lasagna if possible). Jonah getting Adam and Nate to build a Lego set with him. Music playing in the background. Getting on a walk with Bo. Heading to bed for cuddles while Nate reads to them. And some more cuddles until they all fall asleep.

Madeleine x Morgan

Madeleine making soup. Telling Morgan about all the gossip from work and wayhaven over dinner. Then watching a documentary of Morgan's choice all cuddled up until the head for bed, where Maddie reads for a while with Morgan laying on her chest.

Côme x Felix

Ordering take out for Côme. Them trying to teach knitting/crocheting to Felix while they watch a show/movie/cartoon. Giving up because Felix got all tangled up in the yarn. Cuddling up. Getting to sleep but not actually sleeping because they end up talking about nothing and everything.

OTP ask game

[jazzmarketing]

Fashion Trends in NYC

Fashion experts in NYC are experts at spotting trends that propel you to new heights. They mix runway pieces and street-ready styles to create styles that are never boring. This season, camo has made its way off the runway and into the streets. It's been given an entirely new significance. The polarizing style emphasizes strength and empowerment as a message that resonated with the women of the city. Camo The fashion scene in NYC changes constantly. While some trends fade out some make an impression. In the fall season colorful and bold hues are the new trend. Be it a coat, dress or handbag, vibrant shades are attracting attention on the streets of New York City. While puffer jackets may reign as the queen of NYC outerwear, shearling is a close rival. This season, shearling made its way onto many runways--including those of Brandon Maxwell and Faurschou--and was found on the streets of New York City. Combining a shearling coat with classic neutrals for a fashionable style. The leather skirt is another timeless style that has made its way onto the streets following the runway. This fashionable piece like the fashion icon, can be worn to flatter the figure or with a belt to give an old-fashioned look. Add a metallic touch to your look, like Kendall Jenner’s silver Khaite Beatrice bag. Sequins Shearling toppers have taken over the NYC coat market. Although puffer jackets remain the most sought-after option in NYC however they're no longer the only option. They're on many runway designs and have found appearances on the streets in the city. They're an ideal option to add some glamour and elegance to your outfit, especially when paired with a sleek shearling skirt. Layering and over-sized silhouettes were the main trend during New York Fashion Week 2023. This fashion style that includes large blazers and flowing dresses worn over the with pants is an original and enjoyable way to show your individual style. The days of hand-stitched butterfly wings as well as polished metal coins and other precious decorations to show wealth have long passed. Sequins of today are made from plastic sheets (usually made of pvc) and are then coated with a chemical to give their unique shine. It takes thousands of these shiny, non-recyclable discs to cover the typical dress of sequins and they aren't biodegradable - instead they break down into micro-plastics that can be harmful to sea life. Bright Florals New fashion trends come and go at a rate that is difficult to keep track of. In NYC, where street style and runway styles often clash, new styles are constantly coming up. The NYC fashion trends, from girly-grunge pastel dresses to glam motorcycle style, are worth trying in the fall. Layering and oversized silhouettes are great ways to add some drama and depth to your outfit. If you opt for a fully over-sized silhouette or a cropped blazer, this fashion is easy to wear and is coupled with a broad range of accessories. Gender-neutral fashion is a rising fashion style that blurs the distinction between gender roles and provides a more inclusive approach to clothes. This style is characterized with neutral colors and simple patterns that anyone can wear, regardless of gender. This season is seeing lots of floral prints appearing on streets. This season, floral prints are all over. From the kumquat-orange blouses of style experts, to the floral denim jackets on famous models like Kendall Jenner. Layers Mixing and matching patterns such as leopard prints mixed with floral or floral designs with stripes, is the hottest trend of this fashion week. This fashion trend is a great way to express creativity and individuality, perfect for those who are adamant pushing the boundaries of fashion. Designers also included coats that sweep the floor into their collections. Fashion-conscious attendees embraced this trend, wearing sweaters over trench coats and combining them with boots. NYC is a hub for new fashion trends, due to its population and a wide array of boutiques and clothing stores. This fashion-forward city is home to many of the world's most well-known fashion brands and designers It's not a surprise that NYC fashions are constantly changing. The latest fashion is skinny jeans. However, the next moment wide-leg trousers are in fashion. But no matter what's fashion-forward there are some trends that appear to always appear during NYFW. Credits to YouTube

[the-noted-collector]

I've got 10 people, so just tagging isn't gonna work well.

Putting a cut

Luc: Luc prefers crimsons + blacks or pinks + peaches, saturation with the former and paler with the latter. Sometimes patterned (swirly). Hits a between of both masc and fem, though often in vests or blouses with trousers as opposed to one or the other. Loves wearing lace, often takes some accessories and their jewelry (usually nevercold brass with either rubies or opals). Clothes are often a little flowy. Also, gloves.

Adam: Adam often wears blues, muted ones. Sometimes grey or black as well. Suits and coats are highly preferred. Wears neither lace nor ruffles, personal taste. Often has a hat and cane with him, both plain and simple.

Samantha: Oranges! Oranges and browns and greys, the oranges more saturated. Prefers dresses to anything else. Ruffles! Ruffles are nice. She has a hat, but little other accessories. Dresses are more flowy.

Endemannus: Wears their clothes from the Fourth, grey and black-ish and hand mended a few times. Dell, a belt, some trousers and a undershirt. Nothing fancy. Carries a pendent around as well.

Conley: Usually doesn't...bother. They don't have anything to cover in the first place.

Edward: Black, usually. Has a preference for suits but not against wearing a dress. Doesn't often use accessories, but sometimes has a hat or a tie depending on the occasion. Not against wearing lace, either.

Gale: Gale's wearing their dockworker clothes and consistenly looks like they haven't been able to wash them in 2 weeks.

Sal: Reds, saturated ones. Dresses are common, but they're not against wearing a suit. Often has jewelry (silver). Prefers lace, and wears more open clothes, flowy and easy to move in.

Mary: Whites and greys. Suits or their lab coat are common. Usually plain. Doesn't bother with accessories. Wears stiffer clothes, without much detailing.

Grace: Greens! Darker, paler greens. She prefers dresses heavily. Often likes floral patterns, or small swirls. Wears ribbons with them sometimes. Typically stiffer, very covering dresses. Gloves, as well. Lace or ruffles, either works.

Actually on that thought, new question prompt:

What's everyone's character's preferred outfit style?

ie. preferred colours? saturated or unsaturated shades? plain or patterned? suits and/or dresses? geometric shapes vs more flow-ey designs? ruffles or lace? accesories? etc.

For example, Jamie's main colours are red, black, and white (and sometimes gold), and tends towards suits more then dresses. Loves patterned waistcoats and anything to show off, and is known to take an accesory or too. Likes to wear fanier clothes, and when wearing outfits allows it tends towards ruffles.

[pinkchanelbag]

eren + alt bi gf and no social media presence gamer bf 

inspired from a tweet idk lmao but modern gamer eren make my brain go brrrr

cw: mild mentions of nsfw

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- FIRSTLY we will be talking about how eren looks with the bun and headset combo

- hair flying out when he’s getting into it, or the way he frustratedly pulls the headset down to sit on his neck as he throws his head back in his chair to groan over the game and his adams apple bobs as he complains

- or the way his fingers expertly fly over his controller and sometimes you can’t help but stare at them shamelessly considering he’s too focused to notice

- ANYWAYYYYYYY

- eren’s style would be pretty different from yours mostly because he doesn’t particularly have one - very much a fan of simple hoodies, crewnecks, tight fit shirts, and sweatpants or joggers if he’s gotta go somewhere plus some converse maybe some jordans if he’s feeling particular 

- christ he’s so sexy

- you on the other hand are into experimenting with expression and put the time into makeup, accessories, clothes, shoes, all of it

- it’s not to say you’re a girly girl or whatever or even necessarily into fashion; it’s just a form of expression that is really unique!

- and eren, though usually pretty chill, is in love with it

- if your preference for fashion is a bit more out there, then he’s def into it, happy to give his opinion on new things you’re looking into, etc. 

- if it’s a bit more typical alt (oxymoron LOL?) he’d love that too cause he literally already thinks you’re ridiculously cute but then seeing you in the aesthetic and state where you’re most YOU is practically arousing to him 

- on that note - trust that this man does not care how conservative or revealing your clothing is

- you could wear hoodies 4 times too big and he’d think it looks fire (and would also wanna scoop you into his arms and give you kisses and maybe make you make some pretty ‘O’ faces)

- or you could be wearing crop tops and booty shorts and he’d be helping you pick out what shoes to go with 

- THE DEFINITION OF “where what you want, i can fight.”

- imagine you have some sort of big internet following like tiktok, twitter, etc? and it’s well known ur in a relationship and without even needing to be present or known, eren radiates bde 

- having zero socials except like discord or something but also not being a bitchless incel and having this sick ass gf? whew 

- not to mention this man is well in touch with his kinky side

- he’s incredibly laid back, so he’s a chill sorta dom

- the *quarks a single eyebrow and has you straightening your act immediately* kind of dom 

- god help you if you do something like outfit showings for him...you better hope you kept note of where you got that one top from because you might suddenly find it ripped off your body (he’ll pay for the new one of course <3}

- and of course!! is wholly supportive of your sexuality

- although being bi is by no means synonymous to being sexually promiscuous, IF your sexuality results in you being more open to certain things (”effeminate” male traits, mayhaps threesomes, etc.) then eren is game to trying anything once - like i said, he’s pretty laidback

- just to touch on the attire once more...sweatpants LMAOOOO the print is phenomenal and if he’s not wearing undies? lord have merthy that thang be swangin

- head under the gaming desk? mhm

- riding him while he’s on discord with his friends? ye

- eating the million dolla puthy after being on the game too long and not giving you attention? yup yup yup

- just...yeah gamer eren lives in my head rent free

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[outoftheblue-if]

Can you describe what kind of clothes the Ros wear?everyday wear,fancy wear (and maybe Halloween too👉👈?)

And is there a appearance post for the Ros yet?

I’d love to!✨ I’m assuming this is Regency Era clothes, although Halloween would probably be in modern times if you’re thinking costumes (I’ve answered Halloween costumes on Discord, but I don’t think I have here? 🤔). Not sure how detailed you want it, anon, but I’ll try 🤎 There are portraits of the ROs in the pinned post that includes artbreeders and some appearance, but I should probably update them.

Isobel: Generally prefers to wear dark colours, preferably black, dark red or dark green. Doesn’t really care about what’s fashionable, electing instead to wear what she feels most comfortable in, so for everyday wear she would often wear sort of regency era riding habit type of outfit? The kind that leans more towards a coat rather than a dress. If she had to dress up more fancy, she would likely choose a simple dress in green or red, nothing too embellished. For Halloween I can see Isobel going as some kind of badass female character, like Morticia Adams or Maleficent. Preferably someone who dresses in black (of course) 🖤

Max: Is usually dressed up in full regency fashionable get up, with cravat, tailcoat, waistcoat, high-waisted loose trousers and the knee high boots, as seen here and here, with top hat. Often sticks to earthly colours like brown, green and beige. He’s from a very wealthy family, so he’s likely wearing the best fabrics. For more fancy occasions would wear close to the same, but leather shoes rather than boots, and accessorised with gloves and pocket watch. For Halloween I can see Max going either as a sexy devil or something else sexy, or something really dumb like eggs and bacon lol. There’s no in between.

Clara: Dresses in the typical regency fashion with the dress that cinches below the breasts and swings flows out from there with shorter sleeves. She usually wears pastel and lighter colours, preferably light blue or green. Being from a wealthy fabrics she usually has nice dresses of richer fabrics, and for fancier events she’ll wear dresses that are more embellished and more accessories. For Halloween I can see Clara dressing up as Sally from A Nightmare Before Christmas, or some other character with red hair, like Ariel or Poison Ivy.

Richard: Dresses much the same as Max, but probably in a little less extravagance and in less expensive fabrics. And of course he also has his Navy Captain uniform for whenever he’s on duty. Likes to wear more neutral colours as well, like black, grey and blue. For Halloween, Richard would prefer not to dress up, but if forced, I can see him going as something subtle like a vampire (just wearing black and slapping on some fangs lol) or the Phantom of the Opera, or something.

William: Is a lot less wealthy than the rest of the ROs, and he’s wardrobe reflects that. Wears a lot of sturdy fabrics that last longer and earthy colours that don’t stain as quickly, seeing as he’s usually working. Still, he mainly wears loose trousers and boots like the others, as well as shirt and coat, but nothing too fancy and not too many layers. For Halloween I don’t think William would elect to dress up on his own, but he would if the kids or MC wanted him to. He’d likely go as a pirate or something, nothing too scary, and would love to do couples costumes with MC.

Thank you for the ask! ✨🤎

[sope-and-shine]

Dom-ino’s

-> Pairing: Hoseok x Reader -> SFW // Strangers to Lovers!AU, Fake Dating!AU // fluff, crack -> Word Count: 3.8k -> Summary: “Thank you for placing your order with Dom-ino’s! We hope you enjoy your selection and we’ll see you soon!!” You had no problem spending Valentine’s Day alone with some movies and a pizza, but it wasn’t your fault that the Special for Domino’s happened to have the same name as a special for some dating service. -> Warnings: Adam Sandler movie grade humor and innuendos, mild jealousy, mild language, Hoseok is a gentleman, Domino’s

a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOBI!!!! I was going to post this on Valentine’s Day, but I wasn’t able to. So I’m posting it on Hobi’s Birthday! Enjoy~

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When your sister had called you that afternoon asking if you’d be spending your Valentine’s Day with a hot date and you’d told her yes, you were referencing the free cheese pizza you’d be purchasing from Domino’s. After a long day at work, you really weren’t interested in going anywhere special. The only thing you really wanted to do was sit around in your sweatpants and binge a show on Netflix. Something feel good or action packed: No in between. All you needed was some wine and fuzzy socks and you’d be good for the night. You never thought that you’d be walking down the sidewalk with a stranger that you apparently paid to go on a date with instead of ordering your favorite Valentine’s special.

It kinda went down like this:

You pace around your small living room with your arms crossed over your chest, periodically checking the time on your phone to keep track of how much time has passed. It’s been an hour and a half since you first ordered your pizza, and you’ve yet to hear  so much as a call to let you know they were running late. If you’d known ordering a simple cheese pizza would take so long to be delivered, you would’ve plucked up the courage to go and grab it yourself.

Your doorbell rings and the screen to show your building's front door lights up, showing a man with dark, curly hair sticking out under a black baseball cap and a bag over his shoulder. 

Your shoulders shoulders relax, “Finally!” You cross the room to the door, pressing the button to unlock the front door, and then the button to talk, “Come on up!” 

You watch him enter the building and then the screen goes black. You fix the cardigan you put on as you wait for him to make it to the door, shifting your weight between both feet. A part of you regrets sitting down to watch your show before changing out of your work pants, but it’s not like they wouldn’t have to be washed anyway.

When he knocks on the door, you open it to greet him, but you’re confused when the bag he’s carrying isn’t big enough for what you ordered - the accessory is actually just a simple laptop bag you’d seen online shopping.

“Hi. I’m sorry, I think we both made a mistake. I thought you were someone else.” You apologize, offering him a slight nod.

“Really?” The brunette looks deflated. He pulls out his phone to check the screen, “I have a delivery for (Y/n) (L/n). Is this not the right apartment?” 

You shake your head as he looks at you in confusion, “I didn’t order whatever you’re bringing.”

“You didn’t order from Dom-ino’s?” He asks, pulling his bag to his front to show you the logo.

Your eyes narrow in confusion, “I did.”

“Then I have your delivery!” He assures you, his heart-shaped smile replacing his downcast expression.

You scoff, “Did you stuff my pizza in your laptop bag?” 

“Pizza?” He repeats. He’s confused for a moment and then you see a flash of realization hits him, “Oh! Oh…” His bright smile dims to one of uncertainty and hesitation. The brunette chuckles, “I think there’s been a misunderstanding.”

“What do you mean?” You ask.

“You ordered from Dom-ino’s.” He says.

You nod, “Yes, I know.”

“...with a hyphen in the middle.” He continues.

Your eyebrows furrow, “Why would Domino’s have a hyphen in the middle?”

“Could I come in and explain?” He gestures to the inside of your apartment.

You shift uncomfortably and bring your door closer to your body, “I’d prefer it if you didn’t.”

“Okay.” He opens his phone again and pulls up a screen, turning his phone so that you can see what’s on it, “This is what your confirmation looked like, right?”

You lean in to look at his screen, looking at a blank confirmation page almost identical to yours. Where it says “Dom-ino’s” is where you notice the hyphen you’d missed the first time, “Yeah. I didn’t even see the hyphen.”

“Yeah, so, this is the Dom-ino’s you ordered from.” He explains, pulling his phone back to him, “We’re a “dating service” if you will.” From the nature of his business as well as the keyword in the beginning, you can only assume that his service is not entirely dating related. But more importantly, it’s not pizza related either.

You sigh, “So, I’m not getting my food is what you’re saying?”

“Not necessarily~”

That’s how you find yourself where you are now, walking down the street still dressed in your work clothes next to the young entrepreneur wearing jeans and a nice shirt. When you agreed to let him make up for the mistake by buying you the pizza you had wanted - and refunding your accidental purchase - he’d stopped by his car on your way out to toss his jacket and his laptop in the backseat. 

“So-” You start, kicking rocks with your feet as you walk next to the man on your left, “A play on words, huh?”

He shrugs, “I thought it was clever at the time.”

“And you didn’t think to check if the pizza place with the slightly different name had a special with the exact same name as one of your specials?” You ask, teasing the business man more than reprimanding him.

He laughs, “In my defense, I didn’t think anyone would be stupid-” You glare at him and he clears his throat, “-I mean, challenged enough to mix the two up.”

You shake your head, “How have you not been sued yet?”

He stops outside of a brightly lit restaurant and turns to you, “I will have you know that our lawyer is very skilled.”

“Before or after their “Prosecution” is done?” You challenge, a teasing grin gracing your cheeks.

Hoseok - as you learned is his name - shakes his head and leads you towards the restaurant next to you, “Actually, it’s called the “Cross-Examination Special” but I have a feeling you’re not actually interested.” He grabs the door and gestures for you to go first, “After you~”

“No offense, but I’m really not.” You enter the building and take a look around the fairly busy restaurant. You wait for him to join you at your side, “Where do you want to sit?”

He looks around before he stops at a table off to your left, “Let’s sit by the windows.”

The both of you sit down and get settled, a waitress coming by not too long after, “Hi, welcome in! Happy Valentine’s Day! Can I get the two of you something to drink?” 

She wears a uniform like everyone else, and her hair is pulled back into a low ponytail. She’s very beautiful with the light makeup she wears, almost like an angel. Her attention is mainly focused on Hoseok - you can’t really blame her - but she spares a glance your way.

You give a warm smile, “Water please.”

“Sprite. Thank you.” Hoseok shoots her his own smile and you notice the blush that dusts her cheeks as he does so. You don’t let the simple action hurt you though, especially since you have no reason for it to do so.

You open your menu to take a look inside as Hoseok does the same, only the brunette seems to be lazily skimming over his options, “Do you come here a lot?” You ask. 

Hoseok chuckles, knowing he’s been caught, “More than I should admit.” He lays his menu flat on the table and looks at you, “Have you been here before?”

You shake your head, “Not at all. I’ve passed by a few times, but I’ve never stopped in.”

“Well, they have this amazing poke pizza if you want to try that! They have a few different types.” His enthusiasm assures you that he’s had his fair share, and if given the option he would eat it for the rest of his life.

You stifle a laugh, “So you brought me to get sushi?”

“In pizza form.” He adds, a smug grin on his lips.

You shake your head and turn back to your menu, “If I weren’t so hungry, I think this date would be over.” 

“You say that now, but let’s try getting some food in you before we make any rash decisions.” 

“Here you go!” Your waitress comes back with your drinks and places them on the table in front of you, lingering closer to Hoseok, “Have you decided what you’d like to eat?”

You notice how she stands closer to your ‘date’, almost as if she’s trying to look at the menu for him. Hoseok only smiles in return, “Yeah, can we get one order of chips and I’d like a salmon and avocado poke pizza.” She writes his order down but she doesn’t turn to you. Instead she keeps her focus on him, “So, how long have you two been together?”

“This is our first date, actually!” He explains. He shoots you a teasing grin, “Hopefully not the last~”

“Oh, I see.” You wait for her attention, but it’s obvious she’s too distracted.

You clear your throat to get her attention and fake a smile, “I’ll have the same thing, but no chips, please.” 

“Of course!” Her tone is polite, not demeaning at all, but the way she eyes your date as she leaves anyway has you growing irritated. A hand places itself on top of yours, pulling you out of your thoughts. 

“Tell me a bit about yourself.” Hoseok says, smiling at you.

“Me? Why not you?” You ask, choosing to let his hand stay on yours.

He shrugs and reaches for his drink with a free hand, “Usually on my dates I try to learn more about my clients since I’m trying to impress them.”

“Well, I’m not a regular date, so why don’t we start with you?” You suggest. He looks surprised, but he agrees. You continue, “Where did you go to school?”

“Gwangju.” 

“Really? What are you doing up here?” You ask.

His hands squeezes yours as the other plays with the straw in his drink, “I was hoping to become an idol, but I got an injury before debut.”

“I’m sorry.” You can tell the topic is a sensitive one as his shoulders hunch forward, so you attempt to lighten the mood, “But you were going to debut, right? You must be pretty talented if you got that far.”

You notice the blush rise to his cheeks as he brings his drink to his mouth, “I wouldn’t say that.”

“So, what? They were pushing you through based on your hair?” You ask. He chokes on his drink with a laugh and you can’t help but laugh yourself. You wait for him to calm down before you continue, “Were you a vocalist?”

He shakes his head, “Rapper.” 

“-Here are your chips!”

The both of you jump a little when she sets your basket of chips down, neither of you noticing her until then. 

“Thank you.” Hoseok nods at her and turns back to you, not acknowledging the waitress as she sticks around, “I was going to be a vocalist, but they thought I’d fit better as a rapper. I really wanted to be a dancer though.”

“You definitely have a lot of charisma.” You try not to eye the waitress when she globally walks away, but she just doesn’t sit right with you. It makes you remember what your least favorite part of dating is.

“You think so?” Hoseok asks.

“I do!” You assure him. You decide not to dwell on the actions of one person whether intentional or not and focus on the reason you’re even here in the first place, “Why didn’t you start a dance company instead?”

“I-” His hesitance comes back, “My injury didn’t allow it.”

Your lips pull into a thin line, “I’m sorry.”

Hoseok senses the regret in your tone and is quick to reassure you, “It’s okay! I actually really like my business as it is now, though I may have to consider a new name.”

You smile, “Oh yeah, I think a name change is mandatory at this point.”

Your waitress comes back with your food - still shamelessly eyeing your date - and you both dig into your meals. Hoseok makes sure to tease you as you go, giving light remarks about you having sushi pizza instead of the real pizza you had wanted so bad. You continue quizzing and asking him about himself, and you share about yourself in return. He’s a very easy person to talk to, which is probably why his business is still up and running - especially if all of his coworkers are as confident and as outgoing as him.

When you’re done eating you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom, taking that time to reflect on your night. You never wanted to go out with random strangers, you didn’t even want sushi, yet here you are having a great time with someone you would never pursue yourself. You’re so far out of your comfort zone that you’re actually back in! If you told your sister about anything from today, she’d be on the next train to talk your ear off for the next month.

On your way back to your table you stop. Your waitress is leaning on your table next to Hoseok with a flirtatious grin and if Hoseok is as polite and as charming as you think he is, then he’s smiling back at her. You don’t want to - more like you know you shouldn’t - but you stand back to listen to what she’s saying.

“All I’m saying is if this doesn’t work out then I’d like to give you my number just in case!” She says as if there’s nothing wrong with her actions. She looks around the restaurant, but she misses you waiting by the tall booth, “Your date isn’t even around, so she doesn’t have to know.”

You’re not too surprised by her actions, but you are surprised by the audacity she has to ask him while you’re still on a date. If she didn’t know you were on a date then you wouldn’t be as upset, but to get confirmation that the guy you’re interested in is on a date and you still pursue him while he’s on said date? Some people truly amaze you.

You tilt your head back and wait for Hoseok to accept her offer so you can get back to your table to collect your jacket and go home, but you don’t expect for him to turn her down.

“As much as I appreciate your offer, I think this is highly inappropriate behavior.” He says, catching you off guard. You peek around the corner to see your waitress is in the same state of shock as you are as Hoseok continues to smile through his harsh words, “You’re supposed to be working and doing your job, not flirting with your customers. Especially customers that are obviously here with someone else.” 

“I didn’t mean anything, I mean-“ she tries to defend herself, but Hoseok cuts her off by putting his card in front of her face.

“I’d like you to please take my card so I can pay for my Valentine’s Day meal and get back to my Valentine’s Day plans with my date. And the only piece of paper I’ll be taking from you will be my receipt.” His smile is genuine, but you can feel the annoyance and anger that radiates on the inside from your spot 3 tables away.

“Right. Sorry.” She takes his card, gives a small bow, and walks away. She rounds the corner and bumps into you. When she realizes who she bumped into, she mumbles another apology and walks around you.

You barely pay her any mind though, all you can think about is Hoseok’s kind words. He could’ve promoted his business, he could’ve taken her number just for himself, but he chose to stay faithful on a date that’s only to make up for your own mistake.

If he doesn't stop being perfect then you’d leave a complaint about him on Yelp:

“This employee is way too professional and perfect. Too realistic. He has me catching feels and we’re not about that!”

You return to your table and sit across from him as he plays a game on his phone, seemingly unfazed by the confrontation he had. When he notices you, he puts his phone down and gives you his undivided attention, “I already gave the waitress my card, I hope that’s okay.”

He doesn’t mention anything about the interaction he’d had moments before, and you don’t bother bringing it up. Instead you offer him a playful glare, “You know I could have paid for it.”

“What kind of perfect and charming date would I be if I made you pay for your own meal?~” He asks, a teasing lilt to his voice.

“A regular one.” You say.

“Well, at Dom-ino’s we don’t offer regular experiences.” He defends, “I also like to show off when I’m on a date. I need some way to hook them.”

You think back on your date up to now and offer him a warm smile, “I think you’re charming enough to keep a date on your own.”

He grins, “You mean that?”

You know he’s teasing you, but you don’t mind all that much anymore, “Yeah.”

Your waitress comes back with the receipt and places it on the table, only this time she avoids eye contact with the both of you at all costs, “Enjoy the rest of your night.”

“We will.” Hoseok assures her. You can hear the slight edge to his voice, it’s so subtle that you almost wouldn’t have noticed it if you weren’t paying attention to it.

She leaves you for another table, and you both grab your things to leave. Hoseok goes first and you follow him out, passing him as he holds the door for you like he had on the way in. It’s when you get onto the sidewalk and you turn to face him that you realize you aren’t ready for the date to end yet.

 “Alright!” Hoseok brings his hands together - making a clapping noise, “Well, now that you’ve been fed, I do believe it’s only right of me to walk you home.”

Your eyes widen, “No!”

“No?” He ‘s taken aback, thrown for a loop. He’d parked his car in front of your house, so he’d have to walk that way anyway. He looks around nervously before he shrugs, “I can walk a few feet behind you?”

You shake your head, “Not “no” as in “we’re done here,” I mean “no” as in “why end the night here?”’

“Oh~?” That seems to make his mood do a 180. He sticks his hands in his pockets, “What would you like to do then?”

“There’s an indoor glow in the dark mini golf place down the street.” You shrug, not meeting his eyes, “I don’t know if you’ve been there before, but it's a big course. It goes through the whole building.”

When you build up the courage to meet his eye, he’s already looking at you. But his shit-eating grin is now a genuine smile, “I’d love that.”

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You beat Hoseok on the miniature golf course both times around under the claims that he let you win the first time and you are much more knowledgeable about the course than him. As much as you wanted to argue with him about his golf skills, having the mental image of him trying to fish his ball out of the mini-pond through the little plastic fence surrounding it was a pretty good win in your book. Plus he bought you ice cream on your way back to your house.

Now, you’re making your way up to the front door of your building with Hoseok right next to you. You come to a stop at the door and he turns to you, “Did you have more fun than you thought you would?”

You nod, a sheepish smile gracing your features, “Actually, yes. I did. Thank you for convincing me to go out tonight.”

“Beautiful ladies should always be treated to a good time.” He flirts. His grin falls into a soft smile and he shrugs, “Maybe next year you can invite me again.”

You shrug back, “Maybe.”

“Right. Well...I should get going then.” He says. He offers you one last smile before he turns on his heel to walk away. 

He really is such a nice guy. He defends you, he’s sweet, and he’s cute? And you’re just letting him walk away. If your sister were watching you right now, she’d slam your head into the pavement for being so stupid. She’d yell at you to take a chance.

Hell, you would yell at you to take a chance!

“Aren’t you going to give me the full experience?” You call out before he reaches the sidewalk. He turns to you with a confused expression and you can feel the small bubble of confidence you’d built slipping away. You look down at your feet and shift your weight back and forth, “Most dates end with a goodnight kiss.”

You can’t see him, but you know that stupid, confident grin is on his face, “I thought you weren’t into this whole thing?”

“I thought you were genuine no matter what?” You huff, looking back up at him. If you were confident before, you’re nothing but unsure now. The only way you know how to play this off is to just pass it off like it’s nothing, so you shrug, “You can think of it as a tip.”

He hesitates for a minute, and you think he’s thinking of a way to reject you. You don’t expect him to break into a small jog to get back to you - jumping your steps instead of walking them like a normal person. He stops himself right in front of you and you feel your stomach twist into knots. 

He grabs under your chin, moves to lean in, and you close your eyes. You expect him to kiss you, but you don’t anticipate the kiss to be on your cheek. You almost feel devastated, but the promise he whispers on your cheek has the excitement rushing back, “I’ll give you a proper kiss on our second date.”

When you feel him pull away, you open your eyes to see his beautiful, genuine smile, and you can’t stop yourself from smiling back, “I look forward to it.”

[seattlesea]

Lorien Legacies Characters + Styles of Dress

One- Surfer + Cute She always dresses like she’s about to go to the beach. She wears a lot of tank tops, shorts, sandals, flip-flops, wedges, Vans, ripped jeans, tie-dye t-shirts, flannel shirts, bikini tops, and cute tops and always accessories with sunglasses and a small crossbody bag. She also likes wearing silver jewelry and sun hats or baseball caps. Her outfits are always on-point and super cute. Her main colors are blue and white with tan and light orange accents. She also loves shorts with beach-type prints like waves and palm trees, thin jackets, and high-waisted shorts, and when it’s cold out she wears a jumper or knit sweater with a natural tone, and she’ll wear a button-up jean shirt from time-to-time. Her style is really laid-back and looks super nice even when she doesn’t really try as she doesn’t care too much about fashion but likes the style. Her favorite article of clothing is a white and blue gradient tank top she ‘borrowed’ from a store while with Wade. 

Maggie-  Autumn + Academia Her style is really cute and warm, she looks like the human personification of autumn. She likes wearing scarves, cardigans, knit sweaters, stockings, skinny jeans, parkas, short and ankle boots, and flannel, long-sleeved, and button-up shirts. She usually looks like she’s about to walk into a coffee shop to read. She always carries a brown bag to carry all her books and accessories with plain gold jewelry- especially rings and earrings- usually has some sort of overcoat on, likes wearing layers, and her outfits are always precise and perfect. She accessories perfectly and her main colors are brown, black, and maroon with dark orange and crimson accents. Sometimes she’ll wear an overall dress and floral patterns so long as it has that fall-color palette, and she’ll wear the autumn style no matter the season. She’ll wear the perfect fall outfit in the dead of July without hesitation. She also likes wearing hair accessories like hairclips, headbands, bandanas, hats (especially fedoras, she’s one of the few people who can actually look decent in them), bows, and clips and she usually styles her hair really nicely when she doesn’t just put it down. She also steals clothes from all of the guys- mostly Adam, John, and Nine- like she did with Conrad cause they’re so big and comfy, especially on her. Her favorite article of clothing is an oversized maroon sweater Conrad knit for her. 

Hannu- Trendy + Comfy He likes the classic, comfortable clothes most teenage boys wear. He wears a lot of sweatshirts and hoodies, brand-name shoes like Nikes and Adidas, sweats, jeans (most of which cuffed), zip-up sweaters, knee-shorts, khakis, and plain tees with the occasional turtleneck. Most- if not all- of his clothes are big and comfy and others love stealing them from him cause because of it. His main colors are brown and gray with black and white accents, and he owns most clothes everyone else own. He likes to keep it simple and straightforward and doesn’t care too much for fashion, but will experiment from time-to-time. He’ll occasionally wear a basic accessory like a woven bracelet, wristwatch, or chain necklace and a bolder color like yellow or blue every now and then but other than that he avoids anything too flashy or eye-catching. He also likes clothes fitting for long runs and playing basketball like tank tops, athletic shorts, and track pants. His favorite article of clothing is a black tank top with the Kenya flag on it he got while at the village. 

John- Prep + Plain He kind of dresses like a white suburban dad (and Nine loves making fun of him for it). He likes button-up, striped, and polo shirts, khakis, plain tees, zip-up sweaters, jeans, knee-shorts, sneakers, sandals, and the occasional sweatshirt or hoodie. He owns a million different belts and sometimes wears a watch but doesn’t really like to accessorize. The number one thing the others hate about his style is his tendency to wear socks with slip-ons (it’s an Ohio thing), and he does it just to piss them off. Overall, he has a very simple and plain style. He doesn’t care too much about fashion but does like looking presentable, so he and his clothes usually look pretty neat and clean but most of the time there’s that one thing that tips his outfit off like a color that doesn’t match with the rest or an accessory worn with the wrong outfit, but no one bothers to point it out cause they all know John will just shrug it off anyways. His main colors are white and blue with brown, orange, and dark blue accents. His favorite article of clothing is a pair of lightly ripped jeans that used to belong to Henri. 

Five- Emo + Grunge He’s the middle line between emo and grunge, really. He mostly wears skinny and/or ripped jeans, classic-rock band tees, Vans, Converse, leather or denim jackets, combat boots, faded clothes, parkas, distressed jeans, oversized shirts, black sneakers, and acid-washed jeans. He doesn’t really like accessories except a few pins and wristbands here and there, and when his hair has grown out too long and he doesn’t feel like combing it (which is most times) he wears a beanie to cover it. Overall he doesn’t really care about fashion (or his appearance at all) so he just throws on whatever he sees first and it may look bizarre at first but he somehow makes it work, even though he doesn’t really try. He also- to the others’ surprise- really likes floral-print, so he’ll be seen wearing a black and white floral-print t-shirt every now and then. His main colors are black and white with silver, dark gray, and dark green accents. His favorite article of clothing is a parka he got the first time he went to a non-tropical place during his run from the Mogs. 

Six- Androgynous/Tomboy + Punk She acts like a butch and dresses like one, too. She usually wears army-print jackets, ripped jeans, sweatshirts and hoodies, button-up shirts, jeans, sneakers, trucker hats, leather jackets, baggy tees, flannel shirts, combat boots, and denim or leather vests. She rarely accessories but the few times she does, she goes all out with studs, chains, wristbands, pins, fingerless leather gloves, black accessories, and studded belts, and sometimes she’ll wear eyeliner (with enough begging from Ella), and other times she’ll wear suspenders, women’s suits, or polo shirts. Her right ear is covered in piercings and she has a diamond nose stud on the left, and it may not seem like it, but she actually doesn’t care about style. She just throws on whatever she thinks will look somewhat decent and leave, but it usually looks really good, though sometimes she messes a few things up like mismatching the colors. When she’s feeling nostalgic or she misses Katarina more than usual, she’ll wear a bow in her hair like she used to, and her main colors are black and blue with white and brown accents. Her overall style is down-to-earth, simple, and tomboyish with some punk-rock highlights here and there, or she’ll go full punk and it looks pretty good on her. Her favorite article of clothing is a black leather jacket, which was the first thing she got after she escaped from the West Virginia Base.

Marina- Hipster + Simple Her style is simple, but pretty cute. Out of all the Garde besides Ella, she probably cares the most about fashion and often wears fedoras, flannel shirts, jean shorts, stockings, beanies, combat or ankle boots, denim jackets, baggy sweaters, graphic tees, and cardigans with the occasional leather jacket (usually one of Six’s). She loves tying flannel shirts around her waist or throwing it into any of her outfits, even if it doesn’t match. She usually accessories with a bunch of stacked rings, silver necklaces, and sometime a bracelet, mostly beaded ones, but rarely wears earrings. She also loves layering, it’s almost impossible for her to go out- even in the summer- without wearing something over her clothes. She likes looking nice so has a very neat and cute style but doesn’t go overboard. When it’s cold out, she’ll throw on a cute knit sweater or nice-fitting long-sleeved shirt and also likes wearing beanies (a lot). Her main colors are brown and cream with black and tawny accents and while she does care quite a bit about fashion and presentability, she’ll always choose comfort over fashion. If she had to choose between a cute cardigan that itched and a plain and baggy but comfy tee, she’ll choose the latter in a heartbeat, but she’ll choose flannel over everything, it’s basically her trademark style and she owns like a million flannel shirts in a hundred different colors. Her favorite article of clothing is a dark orange and black flannel shirt. 

Eight- Cozy + Eccentric His style will change every other day. One day he’ll be wearing basic, everyday clothes like hoodies, sweatshirts, jeans, sweats, baseball caps, sweaters, tank tops, baggy tees, and sneakers- the comfiest clothes almost everyone has just lying in their closet- and the next he’ll be wearing the weirdest array of bright, flashy colors and prints. He loves floral and animal-print shirts, silly graphic tees, skinny jeans, and bizarre accessories like fringe necklaces, friendship bracelets, woven bracelets and necklaces, and Silly Bandz (which are his trademark article of clothing). His right cartilage is pierced and he always has a small silver helix earring on, and he’ll wear the most offbeat and surreal colors together like a bright orange t-shirt with lime green skinny jeans and dark blue boots. They literally never look good but he doesn’t care (nor does he mind the staring from strangers) as he doesn’t care about fashion and just wears whatever he’s comfortable with, which just so happens to be the brightest, flashiest clothing and colors in existence. His main colors are basically every one with gold and silver accents. His favorite article of clothing is a bright yellow ‘Shut up, Karen’ t-shirt, a gift from Nine.

Nine- Athletic + Casual His style isn’t too bad when he actually wears clothes. He wears the basic workout clothes like track pants, zip-up sweaters, comfy t-shirts, workout shorts, athletic tops, gym shoes, and athletic tank tops that usually have a Chicago team logo on them (mostly the Bulls), but besides that he wears basic, everyday clothes as if he’s taking a quick trip to the grocery store like sweatshirts, large hoodies, plain tees, (ripped) jeans, sneakers, and knee shorts. Despite having the most money of all the Garde and living in a penthouse in Downtown Chicago, Nine doesn’t like flashy or expensive clothes and goes with the casual, daily clothes he’s seen the majority of people wear since he’s learned to adapt to and act like others around him while on the run from the Mogs. He also hates formal clothes like tuxedos cause they’re uncomfortable for him and he would never let Sandor make him wear one. His main colors are gray and blue with dark red and black accents and besides a basic watch and chain necklace here and there, he never accessories and usually throws on the first thing he sees when he wakes up. The others always steal his shirts and hoodies cause they’re so big, warm, and comfy. His favorite article of clothing is a gray sleeveless hoodie he had since he moved to Chicago. 

Ella- Retro + Feminine Her style is easily one of the cutest out of all of them. She loves feminine, retro, old-fashioned clothes like striped shirts, cute dresses, flowy skirts, 90s band tees, overalls, button-up shirts, suspenders, sweaters, cute tops, shorts, and colorful sweaters. She usually accessories with sunglasses, bows, scarves, belts, bandanas, earrings, and small rings and always looks like she came out of a 90s romance film. She cares the most about her clothes and fashion so usually looks the best-dressed out of all the Garde with an exception for her lazy days where she usually just throws on a sweater and leggings. Sometimes she’s the epitome of the ‘Soft Girl’ aesthetic- baggy sweaters, denim skirts, scrunchies, white shoes, and cute t-shirts. Her main colors are pink, pastel purple, and vivid red with jean blue and soft orange accents and her style really reflects on her young and bright personality. Her favorite article of clothing is a red, orange, yellow, and blue-striped t-shirt she got while out with Marina.

Sam- Nerdy + Vintage For someone who doesn’t really care about his looks, Sam’s outfits are pretty damn nice. He mixes ‘nerdy’ and ‘vintage’ styles so he usually wears button-up shirts, suspenders, collared shirts, flannel shirts, plain jeans, zip-up sweaters, striped shirts, sweaters, and sometimes a denim jacket. He basically looks like Peter Parker if he was from the 90s. His style pretty much reflects his personality- nerdy, cute, sophisticated, and smart- and he rarely accessories besides watches and friendship bracelets he made for him and John. He won’t be caught dead without a zip-up sweater on, too. He’s obsessed with the things and refuses to leave the house without one, and he occasionally wears ripped or cuffed jeans. Mostly he likes wearing a collared long-sleeved shirt under a sweater and also likes funny shirts with cheesy jokes and puns on them. He doesn’t really care too much about his appearance or fashion, but enough to make sure his outfit isn’t absolutely hideous before he goes out. He usually goes for the comfier clothes and will often steal John, Nine, and Hannu’s clothes. His main colors are light blue, gray, and brown with cream and dark orange accents. His favorite article of clothing is a slightly baggy, dark blue zip-up sweater that was Malcolm’s. 

Sarah- Fashionable + Girly She has the most feminine style, and it suits her well. She usually wears  dresses, skirts, halter tops, tank tops, high heels, sandals, silk jackets, ripped jeans, jean shorts, tube tops, denim jackets, and cute tops. She always accessories and does so perfectly with earrings, affirmation necklaces, bangle or charm bracelets, and plain rings, and every outfit is always on-point and perfect as she’s one of the only ones who actually cares about fashion, cares the most about her appearance, and always wants to look nice and presentable. She’ll occasionally wear comfier but still cute clothes like beanies or knit sweaters and always has a bag or purse with her to carry all her regular ‘human’ items, including her camera. She also usually wears light makeup like mascara, lip gloss, and a bit of blush and either has her hair down or nicely styled if she has the time. Her main colors are pink and white with light blue and gold accents and her overall style is very neat, cute, and feminine and shows what type of person she is. Her favorite article of clothing is a white off-shoulder top she likes to wear with a silk pink circle skirt when she’s feeling extra pretty.

Adam- Alternative + Dark He has that ‘dark but not emo’ style, on the border of e-boy. He typically wears black aviator, leather, or bomber jackets, long-sleeved shirts, band tees, ripped jeans, striped shirts, denim jackets, baggy tees, Vans, collared shirts, and dress pants. He likes wearing leather belts with chains but other than that usually skips accessorising besides the occasional earrings as he has quite a lot of ear piercings (and either a nose ring, snakebites, or eyebrow piercing). Sometimes he’ll even dress like a skater boy- Thrasher and/or baggy shirts, distressed jeans, checkered Vans, studded belts, flannel shirts, light studs, beanies, long socks, and graphic tees, and he loves black and white flannel shirts and pocket-grid pants and jackets. His main colors are black and white with dark blue and gray accents, and he adores pins. He owns about a million different vests and jackets (most of which leather or denim and either black or dark blue) and he loves decorating them with pins, stitches, and even safety pins on the sleeves of his vests. He has too many pins to count like the stereotypical alien head, a UFO, a pride flag, rock band logos, a skull, a smiley face, and other random things he sticks onto himself every morning. His style is overall a little messy but pretty nice as he doesn’t care that much about his appearance but likes the style. His favorite article of clothing is a black denim vest with a hundred pins and stiches on it Malcolm bought for him. 

[ask-the-clergy-bc]

Clergy Headcanons - Masquerades

Been thinking of this one all year and finally want to write it down! One day I will actually DRAW these out, but take my google picture dive instead! (No pictures belong to me.)

~The Clergy always holds some of the most luxurious and expensive parties for themselves. It’s a time for all of the High Ministry to indulge while also paying respects to very specific holidays or events. 

~It’s not uncommon for the clergy to throw a HUGE elaborate ball before immediately turning it into a sacrificial ceremony, coronation, or other important ritual. 

~Not all siblings of sin get invited, but sometimes the Ministry and feeling generous and allows others to come. 

~Also not uncommon for these occasions to go from being fairy tale and classic to ending in total debauchery in Ministry fashion. It’s not a successful night without SOME type of offering to either Lucifer or one of his arch demons.

This is another time the Papas like to show off their wealth and status among the crowd. They all have a very specific way they like to dress depending on the holiday and occasion! 

Papa Nihil + sister Imperator:

~Colors of White, Gold, and Red.

~ OLD SCHOOL VENETIAN CARNIVAL COUPLES OUTFIT! They flex on everyone by having the best and most expensive costumes.

~Their costumes look like they are worth more than entire abbies, and they probably are. So detailed you know the seamstresses cried hand sewing all the gems.

~Dominate the dance floor with their waltzes. 

~Full facial masks, but we all know it’s them by the sheer power they radiate. 

Papa I:

~Colors: Black, red, silver, gold. 

~The man who comes dressed to the nines and still looks like he’s down for human sacrifice.

~Mask always has large, elaborate, metal horns and a Baphomet like structure. Full mask always. He’s pretty much honoring the gentleman in the Dance Macabre video! 

 ~Expensive material robes, but very simple in structure. Very much like traditional Bauta costumes meet a monk’s robes. Prefers heavier brocade fabrics and not too much trim. 

~Is also the Papa that conducts a sacrifice while still rocking his ball clothes. 

Papa II:

~Colors: Black, Green, Silver, Ivory

~Manages to have one of the most intimidating costumes in the whole event and still looks amazing. Prefers full faced, elaborate masks with no or fierce expressions. Masks are usually silver for him.

~Refuses to wear any masks that look remotely close to the ghouls. 

~Loves tricorned hats with many elaborate details! 

~Old, super decorative military styled coats and caplets are his favorite. Also rocks heavy boots under it all.

~Still manages to be the smoothest dancer in the whole court. 

Papa III:

~Colors: PURPLE, ivory, GOLD, black

~Thank you Adam Ant for this one. Papa LOVES to dress up like a fairy tale Prince Charming with the most extra outfit. 

~Knee/thigh high riding boots are the only accessory he ever needs. 

~LOVES very elaborate masks with designs and the painted lips. His favorite are the ones that look like they are smirking, but he isn’t always fond of ones with jester hats. 

~DESPITE everyone knowing he’s definitely a Papa with how crazy his outfit can get, he loves the anonymity these dances give him. Likes to sneak around and see who he can woo without being recognized. Also likes chatting with others and seeing who can figure out who he really is!  

Cardinal Copia:

~I TAKE NO CREDIT FOR THIS ONE- since the whole fandom has unanimously associated Copia with a Red Masque of Death costume for a while! 

~Red like his robes and totally over the top.

~Either the skull mask or a skull like mask with a plague doctor’s beak- no inbetween. 

[assortedmutts]

5, 10, 44. both!

Character development questions!

5. On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets?

Merc: a wallet with some fake identification documents and a thick wad of cash; little baggies with oxy, modafinil and Xanax; Marlboro Reds and a lighter; cigarette butts he’s collected throughout the day; a disposable cellphone; occasionally a pair of brass knuckles or a switchblade. I know this isn’t really considered “pocket contents” but, on his person, he’s also ordinarily carrying a survival knife (strapped to his ankle) and at least one handgun, if not two. He likes them simple, reliable and semi-automatic for the most part: Colt 1911, S&W Model 39 or a Beretta, and prefers shoulder holsters.

Job: his wallet with some loose change and condoms, driver’s license, pictures of his family (both biological and found on the road); the keys for his bike (and motel room if he’s currently staying in one); pretty rocks and smoothed-over glass shards from the beach and other useless, pretty things from along the road; occasionally a paperback and a pencil if it’s small enough to fit into his back pocket (there’s normally dried flowers and the such crammed between the pages, too); a bandanna; crystals and other lucky/protective charms, and trinkets/jewelry he probably shoved in there while he was distracted and forgot about.

10. Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing?

Merc: though the amount of clothing he’s comfortable with depends on the day/occasion, it’s safe to say he is far more comfortable dressed than in the nude. He’s uncomfortable with people seeing his tattoos for fear of recognizing some of them (the ones he got during his time in the military are very telling with regards to where he served and what he did) and otherwise hates his scars, thinks they’re ugly and that they make him ugly (and that he’s ugly regardless). Even regardless of the scars, he’s uncomfortable with his body and with people seeing him naked. 

He’s fine with wearing short sleeves and the occasional crop top if he’s feeling himself or if he’s dressing casually (as in, not for an assignment), but anything that shows his legs is wholly out of question and, when he’s feeling especially paranoid or when he’s on the job, he’d rather wear long sleeves and multiple layers as to ensure that no one sees anything they oughtn’t. He’s also adamant about keeping his clothes on during any odd sexual encounter (and would rather not face his partner if he can help it). He also prefers to sleep clothed (fully, boots and all).

Job: is the complete opposite. He’s very comfortable with his body and though I wouldn’t say he’s a nudist, he will prefer being in the nude whenever he can. Alone (or with a partner) in his motel room? Naked. In bed? Naked. Is he anywhere near a body of water and wants to go in for a bit? It’s skinnydipping time. Also, outdoor sex! Fuck yes! He’s literally been caught with his pants down many times in the past and though he hates making others uncomfortable, he is normally wholly unbothered by this. If he can’t strip down all the way, you’ll still often catch him lounging about in nothing but a pair of boxers.

As he travels on the back of his bike and has to pack lightly, Job doesn’t own a lot of clothes to begin with and he’d rather wear as little as possible when he is clothed. He’s no stranger to going commando (thanks for that obvious outline of your dick in your jeans, bud) and will opt out of wearing jackets when he can. The ones he does own for colder weather are still fairly light. He’s also a big fan of accessories and is normally wearing multiple rings, bracelets, necklaces and/or chokers.

44. How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it?

Merc: this is one of the hardest things for him to say in the world, please don’t make him say it. I’m not sure how someone can be so utterly convinced that these words mean nothing and are almost always an empty gesture, and at the same time fear saying them so, so much exactly because of what they mean and how sacred their meaning is to him. 

Though Merc will claim love isn’t real and that he doesn’t believe in it, this is not exactly the case. He has loved and been loved before and, though most of those relationships ended poorly (be they platonic or romantic), he dearly cherishes most of them and the people involved. But love has only ever ended in hurt for him; it’s an undesirable distraction from his work, takes him off his game; and it just isn’t worth it. Love makes you vulnerable and vulnerability is not a state he’s at all comfortable with. 

(With that said, in cases such as Dom’s: when Dom accidentally tells him he loves him, Merc feels obligated to say it back, even if it terrifies him. Not because Dom said it, so now he feels that he must, too - but because he feels it, it’s true, he does love Dom - and he knows what saying those words aloud means to him. Dom repeatedly opens up to and allows himself to be vulnerable with him despite their tumultuous history and, with how similar they are, Merc recognizes what it takes for him to do that and tries his very hardest to return the favor when he can. He knows Dom wouldn’t be telling him that if it weren’t true).

Job: though, at least according to him, he does not go spreading “I love you”s around all willy-nilly: it is, in fact, very easy for him to say them. 

The thing with Job is, he falls in love very hard and fast. As mentioned above, some might view this as his throwing them around too easily, without really meaning them: but it isn’t that. Job believes in the power of love above all. He does not believe in saying those words in vain - but he does believe in saying them when they’re true, no matter how fast into the relationship (romantic or platonic) and no matter what the reaction from the other side may be. He does not fear rejection: rather, he accepts it. Just because he’s wired that way, incredibly sensitive and emotional, does not mean that others are; just because he wears his heart on his sleeve, doesn’t mean that others do; and just because he loves someone, doesn’t mean they have to love him back, or that they have to be comfortable admitting to it. Sure, a part of him will hurt if the feeling isn’t mutual: but it’s better to have things out in the open, and he would very much like for the people he loves to know just how much he does.

[zahra-kha]

Dear Diary 25

Bad news I guess: Sahrin has a lead on Armand and they’re going to look into it. I guess he got seen trying to sell some stuff near Buscarron’s Druthers. They’ll be back in a few days.

Meanwhile, Sai and Esila went to investigate that weird note and see if they were any clues. Sai especially was adamant about not letting my friends get more involved than they already have, and that this was a troupe matter. She also thought it was a trap. It didn’t sit right with me, so I think I want to contact Gail, Tamala, and Jasper and see what they think. It’s not like I want to go behind their backs or anything it’s just...I want answers, you know? And I don’t think it’s right to cut my friends out when they literally brought me out of a...basically a coma!

That’s the bad news. The good news is that this week has been amazing! Amazing!!!

So I’ve been getting ready for this little ladies thing that I mentioned in my other entry that Quin talked about. I had signed up for it and went all in on everything meaning I was performing too! Was so nervous about it I can’t even begin! So anyway, we all got together and went shopping and I had soooo much fun!

We all met up at the shopping center and hung around until everyone showed up. I don’t really know how the subject turned from Jasper being our bag carrier to him trying on clothes but whatever, it worked out and honestly it’s not really a shopping trip until we get some unwilling sacrifice to try on clothes. And yes I had some selfish motivation at play I will not lie I genuinely think he has a nice figure and it is an absolute waste he doesn’t show it off more often. And yes I told him that, I don’t think it’s a bad thing to tell a friend they’re attractive.

I also came to the realization that Tyme - may the gods bless her beautiful, wholesome heart - has horrible, awful, terrible, fashion sense. Or at least she likes really gaudy things. I think our eyes were seeing stars from some of the items she picked out. I know if we had picked some of her suggestions for Jasper the poor guy may have just fled the scene. He looked understandably afraid for his life.

I really liked the store we went to, they had a wide variety of items to choose from, from casual to formal. Tamala, Gail, and I were able to find dresses that we liked after trying on a variety of things. Eir showed up looking for things and he took the first dress I tried on for...I have no idea. I don’t try to understand that man.

I loved Gail and Tamala’s outfit choices. They looked so pretty. Gail has this regal presence to her, I guess from her noble upbringing. (Her birthname isn’t Gail? Or something? More on that later) Tamala chose an outfit that brings out her bright personality. I told her yellow would look good on her.

I love my dress. Red is my favorite color and I’ve never really been much for dresses so this was fun to do. I’m not sure if I’ll ever wear it again but I’d like to. I paid so much gil for it I’d really, really like for this to not just be something that sits in my wardrobe!

(And I got complimented! It feels so silly to get flustered over something so simple but it’s a good feeling when the person you like says something nice to you).

So I had my dress and I managed to get shoes, accessories, and makeup! They had a really good deal going and apparently we used Penelope’s discount? Girl shops there enough to have a solid on that. So Gail and I got together all sneaky like and after finding Jasper something he could wear, got a different color of each since we couldn’t decide on which one looked better. So long as it wasn’t brown. Gods, the man loves brown which is fine it does look good on him and works for blending in and out - but expand your wardrobe sir!

So anyway after that and Eir harassing Tamala and pretty much anyone he could irritate - oh wait I forgot about Tyme backflipping her way into getting shoes. That was a team effort between Quin and Eir. Because of course it was.

Poor Tyme. I’m glad she got the shoes though, they were pretty, and I did try to pick out a pair that fit her tastes.

So after we went shopping and stressed out the poor moogle receptionist (I think she hates Tamala), we went out to eat at this place that served uh, burgers and pizza? I’ve heard of both before but never really had an opportunity to really try it out. The burgers were interesting, greasy and filling. The pizza was also really good! Jasper gave me a slice of his since it’s big and easy to share with others. It’s got a rich sauce and the toppings blend well together. 

Gail’s ex showed and it started getting a bit awkward since I got the vibe that Gail found him...uh, uninteresting? On top of that I’ve met him a few times but he didn’t remember me at all. It seemed like unless prompted, his main focus was on Gail. I can’t really comment on their relationship since it’s not my place to do so, but it was a bit uncomfortable.

I was starting to get a bit tired at that point, so I gave Jasper the other burger I had ordered (okay, I actually gave it to him because the others were talking about some grotesque stuff and I had a bet with Jasper that I’d have enough food left over for him, but I ended up losing my appetite so bets were off after that) and headed out. I was a little amused, since I don’t think he realized the bag I had given him was his. He’d come out thinking he was going to carry all of our bags but surprise! It was his bags he was carrying all along! Mwahaha!

I had. So much fun with everyone. It’s nice to get together and unwind. No stress, no worries about a threat or a fight around the horizon, just spending time with friends and getting along. Even horsing around can be fun too! I’d like to do it again sometime.