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[ladykcreations1]

Find Comfort in Faith with the Combat Anxiety Sweatshirt

Experience warmth and peace with the Combat Anxiety Phillipians 4:6-7 Women's Unisex Heavy Blend™ Crewneck Sweatshirt. This cozy sweatshirt combines comfort with a powerful message of faith, making it an essential addition to your wardrobe.

Cozy Comfort and Durable Design

Stay snug during the colder months with this sweatshirt's medium-heavy fabric blend of 50% cotton and 50% polyester. Its classic fit and crew neckline provide a comfy wearing experience, while the double-needle stitching ensures durability. This sweatshirt is perfect for layering or wearing on its own, offering both style and warmth.

Ethically Sourced and Environmentally Friendly

Feel good about your purchase knowing this sweatshirt is made from 100% ethically grown US cotton. Gildan, the manufacturer, is a proud member of the US Cotton Trust Protocol, ensuring ethical and sustainable production practices. The fabric dyes are OEKO-TEX-certified, meaning they have a low environmental impact, making this sweatshirt a choice you can feel good about.

Perfect Blend for All-Day Wear

With a blend of 50% cotton and 50% polyester, this sweatshirt offers the best of both worlds. The cotton provides softness and breathability, while the polyester adds strength and wrinkle resistance. This combination makes the sweatshirt ideal for all-day wear, keeping you comfortable and looking great from morning till night.

[cozylittleartblog]

yeah like having to deal with the obnoxious middle aged women who thrift to resell wasn't bad enough, now we got the braindead fast fashion bozos cluttering things up too.

its ok shirt, i will love you like somebody else apparently couldn't even if you shed microplastics into the water supply and will fall apart after 7 wears. and then i'll sew you back together like anyone with two braincells to rub together Should

[northernrepublic208]

Northern Republic 208

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Address: Athol, Idaho, United States

Northern Republic 208 specializes in offering unique, North Idaho-themed clothing and apparel. Our diverse range includes stylish and durable options for all, reflecting the spirit and beauty of North Idaho. Perfect for locals and visitors alike, our products are designed to celebrate the region's distinct character and natural scenery.

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[ireallyneedaintrestinglife]

Merlins magic doing what it can to make Arthur's life easier and provide comfort in any way it can.

Merlins magic making Arthur's bed softer and warmer in the winter.

Merlins magic making the candles burn brighter and last longer when his king needs to pass laws and work on documents.

Merlins magic making Arthurs clothes retain their color longer and tear less easily.

Merlins magic making his armor be stronger and more durable, unconsciously weaving protection spells into the metal.

Merlins magic making sure the sun doesn't get in his kings eyes and distract him when he's fighting enemies that wish to end his life.

Merlins magic making his Kings wine taste better and food last longer keeping it warm while he does other things.

Merlins magic making it harder for his king to be killed, turning the path to his kings chambers into a maze-like structure that makes it impossible for the assassin to get to his chamber or delay them long enough for someone to stop them.

Merlins magic.

[ahhvernin]

A little reminder that if you like Patagonia, Patagonia has a used gear and clothing store too. Where you can buy used jackets, fleeces, sweaters, shorts and pants.

[sirenlulls]

bad idea, right? → theburntchip

pairing , theburntchip x youtuber!reader

summary , where the much-mourned couple of the uk youtube scene reconnect

note , this is in aid of my wifey @whoetoshaw who sends the chip lovers in her inbox my way 🤭🫶

part two (get him back!)

yes, i know that he’s my ex, but can’t two people reconnect?!

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yourusername EEEE!!!! so happy to announce the launch of my clothing brand, y/n apparel (so original ik 😩💋) the official site will launch on the 21st of september & will bring you a wide variety of styles, from loungewear, to club dresses, to athleisure. i’ve been working on this for little over two and a half years now with my beautiful, creative, incredible, and innovative team. i love love love u all my fashion family @ ynapparel. and i love U!!!! for supporting me 🫶💗 looking forward to seeing u on the apparel account’s insta live as we greet and interview your fav influencers at the launch party x 🥰🥰

user the post hasn’t even been up a minute and chip liked ☹️😭

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calfreezy now i’m off the professional account, so proud and let’s hope you still remember how to throw a party because i cannot be seen at a stinker

yourusername won’t let u down calfreezy sir 🫡

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user talia are you crying be honest

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[gracie-rosee]

Empyrean Clothing

If I could borrow a minute of your time. I promise it’s worth it :)

I took it upon myself to put this together, since I really enjoy the detailed world Rebecca Yarros has laid out for us. Plus, as an artist it’s good to have solid references. And a lot of these are somewhat book accurate to the descriptions of some clothing and styles I can recall.

It bugs me when people see a fantasy world and immediately think: corsets, tight leather, sexy dresses, ball gowns, billowing capes, and eight million buckles. So here’s how I see the clothing in this series.

Let’s start with the War college and flight leathers:

I don’t think their uniform resembles any kind of prep school/academy uniform whatsoever. Their uniforms are quite literally flight uniforms. So, I take a lot of inspiration from real life flight jumpsuits you would see from pilots and astronauts. Simple enough for daily wearing to classes, yet durable and efficient for flight maneuvers and lessons. Leathers are worn on top of uniforms.

Have any of you ever tried to do a simple cartwheel in a waist-snatching leather corset with cutouts in all the weird places? I doubt there would be much range and ease of mobility. Leather is great for flying, but they’re also fighting, too.

Flying also requires high altitudes and extremely cold weather and wind. I imagine one would wear clothing to cover their neck and face while in flight, in addition to goggles. (Seriously, where did the goggles go in the fanart/fanfics I’m seeing?) Practicality over aesthetics.

Other necessities would be gloves. Being able to grip your dragon and wield weapons is a must.

For more casual, everyday clothing:

Lots of sweaters. Buttons rather than zippers. More casual, yet always always so practical in a way that you could jump into flight or channel a signet that requires physical exertion. Complete and total range of movement would be required. From what we’ve seen, it’s a cooler climate, not just during the winter, and everybody works. There was two instances I can recall where someone wore something other than pants and that was Violet’s skirt for Reunification Day and her dress later on in book 2.

Even Scribe robes are very practical and efficient:

And now for my favorite.

High ranking officials, nobles, and royalty:

I often think of Liam and Xaden’s family. High ranking officials, wealthy families, and powerful signet wielders would have more flaunting style. To show their signet, to show their wealth, status, or position. And yet, and YET! Still practical. You could jump onto the back of a dragon at any time. The extravagance would often lie in the details. Hand crafted embroidery, or Deverelli silk sashes. Almost no jewelry would be worn, but I think expression could be shown in extravagant hair colors and makeup styles.

Again, while I did reference the book for most of this, the rest is my interpretation of what I think fits the series the best. Thanks for coming to my TED Talk!

[romanarose]

Flannel

Jackson!Joel Miller x gn!reader

Masterlist : Taglist

Summary: Joel comes back from patrol with some clothes for you, but doesn't understand the sentimentality of your old one.

Warnings: Uh nothing?

Immersability: Reader is gender neutral bc I saw no reason to have a gender, however, i generally write fem!reader so if I slip up and used a pronoun or something fem presenting, let me know!

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"Honey?" You call to your husband downstairs. Joel was cooking dinner. It was getting chilly, even with the generated heat in Jackson, and you wanted to wrap up in your favorite flannel. It was a worn thing, dirty and stained and more than a few patches but it was a comfort to you.

"Hm?" Joel couldn't hear you. His hearing in his bad ear had only gotten worse as he aged, so you hopped your way down the stairs to see him. God he looked good with an apron on.

"Joel, baby, have you seen my flannel?"

He turned to you as he stirred the soup. It smelled amazing. "The one I just brought back? It's on the bed, last time I saw."

Joel had found a box of old winter clothes while looking through houses on an overnight search, and stole a flannel aside just for you earlier this week. It was a great flannel, thick and warm and durable, and you were so, so grateful, but not the one you were looking for.

You shook your head. "No, not that one." Taking out spoon, you sneak a sip of the tomato soup he had been brewing; garlic bread was in the oven.

"Hey." Joel playfully smacked your hand away. "I promised Ellie taste tasting."

"Damn right you did!" Ellie sauntered in, snatching the spoon away as Joel obligatory reminded her of her manners. "Delicous, when's dinner?"

Peeking in the oven, Joel decided the toast was toasty enough and grabbed a oven mitt. "I think right about now." Ellie woops and Joel turns to you. "Sorry darl'n, what was it you were look'n for?"

"My old flannel." You clarify. "I was hanging up last I rememeber."

Joel instructed Ellie to set the table, please and thank you. "Oh that old old thing? I donate it last week after I brought you a new one."

"Donated it? To who? I was falling apart." You begin to panic, heart beating at the thought of your comfort item being gone. Why would Joel do that? You had to get it back.

Looking confused, he set up dinner, even platting up yours and Ellie's soup and bread and a simple salad. "To scraps. You said it yourself, it was falling apart."

"But Joel, why? It was mine."

"Technically, it was mine." Joel tried to joke, but when Ellie cough, he looked to her and she made a face at him. Joel turned to you and saw your forlorn expression, he realized this wasn't a joke. "I'm sorry, baby. I thought you wouldn't need it since I got you a knew one."

"Joel, you can't just give away things that are mine…"

He nodded, setting down the food to give you his full attention. "You're right, darl'n." Joel took you in his arms, kissing your forehead. "I really am sorry, do you forgive me?"

You did, and you told him as much, then tried to sit down for a meal with your family. Joel clocked right away something was wrong, but opted to wait until family dinner was over. When he found you crying in the bedroom, he knew he fucked up, he just didn't understand why. It was just a flannel, a flannel that was useless. In fact, he specifically got the new one for you so that you could get rid of it. Joel thought you deserved the best, and he'd give you the best he could provide.

"Darl'n?" He asked carful as he approached. "What's wrong?"

You sniffle, wiping your eyes. "I'm sorry, I was trying to get it together."

"Is this about the shirt?"

"Yeah."

"But... Why? I'm sorry baby, I know you wanted to keep it... but I don't understand wasting your tears on it?" He cleared his throat. "Not that it's not important, it obvious is, I just don't understand... why?"

You smile at him, knowing he's trying him best. It was sweet, how much effort he put into being a good husband for you and a good dad for Ellie. "Do you remember the day you found me?"

"Clear as day."

It wasn't a fond memory to Joel. He was out on patrol when you came across you, starving and cold and stumbling; he wrapped you up in his flannel and took you on his horse to Jackson, and you never gave it back. To you, the flannel smelled like safety, like home. Wrapped up in its warmth that day, it smelled like Joel and in his arms you knew you were safe.

"That flannel makes me feel safe because it reminds me of you, it reminds me of the day you saved me, it makes me feel safe..."

Joel started carefully. "Darl'n, do you not feel safe?"

You shook your head vehemently, shaking off with it such a notion. "I feel safe, especially with you." Resting your head on his shoulders, you take his scent that comforted you so much. "It's just... I dunno, like a kid with a blanket or teddy, I guess."

Joel nodded. "I'm really sorry, darl'n. Really. I'll check by first thing tomorrow, see if they havn't cut it up and repurposed it yet, okay?"

"Yeah, okay." You sniffle, rubbing your face on his shirt but he didn't seem to mind. "And it's okay, you didn't mean anything by it."

*

It was already cut up, to late and too tattered to save in any meaningful way. He let you know, but you didn't seem so upset anymore; Joel had let you pick out a shirt of his to steal from now on, and you had already assumed it was gone.

What you didn't know is Joel had saved the scraps, taking them over to Maria and asking for help. He wasn't a creative by any means, but he did know how to sew a little. Being a single dad on a tight budget he had gotten hang of fixing up holes.

What he didn't know was what to do with the fabric; the final project was Maria's idea. She cut out the pattern for him and gave him the stuffing as well as a place to work away from your eye. When it was done, Joel held it up to her, rather proud. It turned out pretty nice.

*

"Darl'n?! You home?" Joel called a few days later.

"Upstairs, Joel!"

Joel approaches you doing the laundry, wearing the new flannel no less. His hands were behind his back. "I got a surprise you for you."

The broad smile on his face piqued your interest. "Oh?"

With pride, Joel reveals to you a plaid, stuffed, teddy bear.

"Joel..." You speak softly, taking the toy in your hands "Is that...?"

"My shirt? Yes ma'am." He was beaming. "They had already cut it up by the time I got to up, but I was able to save the scraps. Maria helped me with a pattern and we got this put together."

Tears welled up in your eyes, spilling over quickly. "Oh honey..."

His face flattered. "Oh, was I not supposed to-" You cut him off with a hug, burying you head in the warmth of his chest that had softened in age. "This is the sweetest thing anyone has done for me..."

You slept with the teddy bear in your arms, Joel's arm around you that night. This was even better than a flannel. The flannel would continue to wear and tear, needing to be patched up and cleaned the stains out of. A teddy bear would be there forever.

Just like Joel

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Sweet baby Joel, trying his best <3

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[footnotesaregreat]

ofmd headcannons bc i physically can’t stop thinking about these bitches

izzy sings at lucius and pete’s ceremony probably fly me to the moon or killing me softly (written by laszlo cravensworth & later plagiarized)

at the party that follows they all gather up singing shanties, ed & izzy whispering the lyrics to stede, who is still getting the hang of pirate music

stede & ed are supporting izzy’s back, that is still healing, despite his protests

they are also holding hands (ed-stede, stede-izzy)

jim, archie, olu & zheng are sitting suspiciously close

auntie & jackie instantly become besties

wee john, frenchie, roach & the swede are playing some intricate card game but wee john keeps losing deliberately to go back to his knitting

he’s making sweaters for all of them because Winter Is Coming & none of them have warm clothes

when a seagull lands on deck & refuses to stop pinching ed everyone knows who it is

he stays with them for about a week at a time & always comes back

they made a little nest in the sleeping quarters for him right next to roach & the swede

ed has permanently moved into stede’s room & they’ve made a new bed to fit three people for the nights iz wants some company

they also have room with the rest of the crew for the nights when they prefer to sleep alone.

 ed & fang go fishing almost everyday & after a couple weeks they don’t need to speak & just sit in comfortable silence

stede keeps training with iz, taking turns fighting zheng & jim

when ed returns one day with fang & sees stede beating all three of them he wants to fight him more than ever. their duel goes on for a long time, the bets placed by the crew reaching extreme heights. in the end stede knocks him down & disarms him. everyone, especially pete, lose their fucking minds

at night stede still reads them stories, sometimes new from recent books he’s gotten, but usually the now familiar fairy tales calm them down the most

sometimes stede, ed, iz, jim, archie, olu, zheng, lucius & pete go on date nights where they try different food, listen to music, sharing sweets

frenchie, wee john, fang & roach can often be seen sticking together, not really seeking any romantic or sexual relationship, but simply wanting companionship

when izzy’s unicorn hoof finally gives out he is absolutely heartbroken so of course the entire crew go out to find him the most durable materials to make him another one

they give it to him the next day & it’s decorated by stede, lucius & surprisingly zheng

wee john has also knitted him a leg warmer for whenever he needs a break from the prosthetic

iz obviously loses his shit when he sees it & totally doesn’t call them twats

then they all proceed to fall on top of him to engulf him in an annoyingly wet hug, ed & stede sneaking two kisses on his cheeks

they often have themed parties to make use of stede’s unending secret wardrobe

wee john, iz & jim rule these parties being the best drag queens & king

after a couple years they dock on a small, peaceful town. everyone immediately loves it there & that’s when stede & ed decide to retire

they use ed’s treasure to buy a large building & the whole crew work together to turn it into an inn

 they officially open ‘The Gentle Unicorn Inn’ (ed chose the name)

they also have a little tavern right next to it called ‘Jeff’s’ (they have a lot of fun whenever someone asks ‘who’s jeff?’)

ann & mary regularly pop by & drop off some antiques ann’s looted, for stede to either keep or even sell

every couple of months or so the crew visit for a few days & all of them have designated rooms in the inn

sometimes ed & stede close for a week or so to go on a little trip on the ‘revenge’ with the crew

izzy will go & stay with them more often than the rest of them & even though he doesn’t have his own room he has no problem staying at stede & ed’s

he always sleeps in the middle of their bed

[siriusleee]

vi. klaxon

Zombie Apocalypse AU | SIMON RILEY x f!READER

↳SUMMARY: The world is trying to knit itself back together after fracturing apart. You're trying to put yourself back together with it; Simon Riley is just trying to stay alive. ↳WORD COUNT: 1.6K ↳TAGS: mentions of cannibalism, mentions of shooting things, mentions of dying. smut to come. canon typical violence to come. additional tags to come as the story progresses. female reader. no mentions of "your name". reader is given a nickname later on.nc-17. ↳AUTHOR'S NOTE: Much shorter than usual, but hey, we can only do what we can do. ↳TAG LIST: There will not be a tag list for this story, as Tumblr has issues with letting me tag people. To get notifications of updates, please subscribe on AO3 or turn on notifications for my blog.

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It’s like waking up in an alternative universe; it takes your eyes and brain a solid minute to remember that you shouldn’t be waking up to the sight of trees and clapboard buildings. Somewhere between awake and sleep, you’d started dreaming about your winter camp and everyone who used to travel with you. 

Darren. Alyssa. Trevor. Caleb. James. 

The memories of them push you out of bed. The concrete floor is freezing beneath your feet. The clothes you were given the day before are still folded neatly on the floor beside your pack; you were clean for the first time in years and you didn’t want to sweat in your sleep. 

You try to finger comb your hair, but it snags on the tangles; you give up halfway through and throw it up with a piece of elastic you ripped from a pair of old underwear you found in a pharmacy a few months ago. Someone around here must have a pair of scissors sharp enough to give you a decent enough haircut. 

Through the little window, you can see the sun is watery - you have to find your jacket despite how ratty it is. Winter is rolling in way too fast for you to be without one. The last time you’d seen it, it was at the end of the bed in the med bay - you’d left it behind in the sudden surprise at waking up in an unfamiliar location. 

The hallway is already empty; the sound of your boots reverberates off of the empty walls. It’s like walking through a crypt; you can almost imagine eyes peering down at you from the dusty corners of the place. 

Frost covers the grass and it crunches beneath your feet. Your stomach rumbles and you wonder if there’s anything for breakfast to eat in the mess hall. Just crossing the little courtyard turns the tip of your nose frozen, and your fingers stiff. The med bay is unlocked, and inside it's as freezing as it is outside. There are no lights on - no doubt that even though they still have electricity, it must not be able to run all the time. 

You prop the door open with a rock so that just a little bit of light filters into the room. Your breath fogs up around your face, and you do your best not to trip and fall. The medical equipment glows in the weak sunlight pouring in from the doorway. You retrace your steps from the day before. There, at the end of the bed you had been placed on, is your jacket. It’s still coated in dirt and mud, but it’ll keep you warm for the time being. You wrap it around your shoulders, the smell of the forest surrounding you. 

A choking shout cuts through the med bay, broken off after half a second. A sliver of ice slides through your veins - it came from behind the med bay, through the thick concrete wall. It can’t be the mess hall directly on that side - Ghost had taken you around the entire building to get there yesterday. There’s a set of double doors, thick, durable metal that leads into an unknown part of the building. In the past, it would have been something that would overtake you with curiosity, and you’d be compelled to open the doors, but now they give you the creeps.

There’s a crash against the wall, and it makes you jump. The doors at the end of the med bay open, and you scramble backward, dropping down to your knees. Heavy footfalls cross the concrete floor as you skitter beneath the medical beds, squeezing between the thick shadows between the two of them. You press yourself onto the floor, trying to blend in with the shadows. You press your mouth into your forearm to muffle your breath. You have no idea if it’s alright for you to be here, and you don’t want to find out. 

The person’s face is shadowed, but from the lilt of their body, you think it might be Doc. You watch them walk towards the front door; the sound of the rock you used to prop the door open being kicked out of the way fills the room and the heavy door slams shut.

The only sound in the room is your breathing as you wait to see if the door will open again, and if anyone will strut back through; the seconds into minutes and no one interrupts the silence. Scrambling to your feet, you jerk your jacket up and exit without a sideways glance to see if anyone's noticed you sneaking out of the Med Bay. You're alone in the little courtyard.

The Dining Hall is almost empty - the food is nearly gone as you grab a mismatched plate and try to even your breathing. Two women crowed in the corner together point at you without abashment, and you ignore them as you peer at the little breakfast: potatoes cubed and boiled, steamed cabbage, and some kind of white bean. Your stomach grumbles; it's no Belgian waffle with syrup, but you put just enough on your plate to carry you over and find a spot to sit out of the line of sight of the women who are still staring at you. 

You're spearing the beans one by one, trying to make their earthy flavor last on your tongue when the shape of Ghost fills the Dining Hall door. You do your best to ignore him as you move on to the potatoes, cutting the cubes into smaller pieces and thinking about how they'd taste drowned in butter. 

"You should have woken up earlier," he says, standing on the opposite side of the table as you. 

"I'll remember to tell the valet to wake me up earlier tomorrow."

The sarcasm feels good on your tongue - a weight you didn't realize you missed carrying. Ghost settles onto his heels; above the dirty white of the skeleton, his eyebrows crinkle. The wrinkle they form is natural like he was born with it. You can imagine him as a baby, soft and sweet with that little wrinkle between his eyes.

The silence is unnerving; you scrape your fork against the plastic plate just for a sound. The two women in the corner stare at the two of you, and you realize they're waiting for you to finish eating so that they can clean up. You scarf the last few bites down and resist the urge to lick the plate clean. You hardly have the last bite in your mouth before Ghost snatches the plate from the table.

He doesn't have to tell you to follow him, you just do. He hands the plates to one of the women: a pretty blonde who looks at him with barely contained awe. The look on her face irritates you, and you resist the urge to say something to her.

"I'm going to show you around," Ghost says, pulling you back outside. The mud on your jacket cracks and falls off in clumps as you slide it on to avoid the chill.

"How many people live here?"

It's a struggle to keep up with Ghost's stride; it takes two steps for you to keep up with his one. The soreness in your legs is still there, but the feeling of warm food and a safe night's sleep fills you enough to ignore it.

"Depends."

He doesn't finish his sentence, but his steps slow enough that you can fall into line with him. You follow him around the edge of the building to the part of the base you haven't been able to explore. To your left the gate the two of you arrived in yawns above the two of you; the fence disappears into the distance, behind more brick buildings. 

"The garden is over here,” he says, gesturing to a chain link fence in the middle of a grouping of squat buildings. Inside the fence, women kneel in the dirt. Burlap sacks cover some plants, and others are being pruned by a few men. 

“That’s the storage locker,” Ghost points at a building just on the other side of the garden. A pair in ratty black fatigues sit outside, guns slung across their shoulders. 

“It’s guarded at all times?”

Ghost nods, lifting one hand to wave in response to one of the guards who waves at him.

The rest of the tour is quick: a second set of unused bunks, a building full of cars and trucks that look mostly unused, and the generators (also behind two guards who look like they haven’t slept in years). The last place he takes you is the armory; you spot your bow locked up behind the iron bars, the few arrows you had left leaning against the wall.

“Can I get that back?” You ask, fingers lingering on the cold metal of the lock. Ghost shakes his head; you don’t miss the way his fingers roll together, and you wonder if he’s wishing for a cigarette. 

“When you need it.”

His replies are infuriating you; you envision yourself kicking him in the back of the knee as you follow him out of the doorway. The sun is directly overhead by the time the two of you make it back outside. You flex your fingers in the rays, drinking in the little warmth that it brings in. 

You’re going to ask Ghost what next - a question that you’re not sure borders on the philosophical or the practical - when there’s a sound like a klaxon that comes through the entire compound. Ghost’s shoulders stiffen, head tilted just so. A second alarm repeats through the compound, and he walks away from you without a word.

“What is that?” You ask, jogging to catch up to him. His steps are quick, and it takes the breath away from you to keep up with him.

“They’re back.”

[sequs-art-box]

give me ALL your Anger headcanons,,

You sure you want that? Okay.....

• Has a high pain tolerance. The most you'd get with a punch to his stomach is a small grunt. Nothing more.

• Continuing the tolerance thing, he has extremely high spice tolerance as well. Maybe to the point of not having capsaicin sensors at all. That'd be so funny honestly..

• Cold Take: Anger is Gay and Ace.

• SLIGHTLY WARM Take: He's Biromantic and Ace.

• Physically strong. Even more than Embarrassment. He could have broken through his grip no problem. Do you SEE my vision.

• Completely immune to lava (this is kinda canon already but I don't care >:>)

• Emits heat, even when he's not super angry. The other emotions use him as their personal heater- similar to Baymax in that one scene- during the winter.

• Has woken up the other emotions due to a bad dream many times. Surprisingly enough, his fire extinguisher hasn't been used yet.

• Anger is Joy's second in command.

• One kind of pain he can't tolerate are migraines (totally not projecting)

• I've mentioned this before but I like to think Anger is really good at making the others feel better, whether if it's about themselves or about how they work (gestures to the scene where he comforts Joy)

• Used to sleep with a tank top on but took it off after finding out going shirtless was way more comfortable

• Likes generally hardcore sounding music, but he doesn't mind some relaxing genres too. He ain't afraid to admit that either. He can listen to whatever the fuck he wants.

• Didn't like tea until Fear made him try it (Fear didn't like coffee until Anger made him try it)

• Doesn't have good handwriting. It's not too bad but Joy, Fear, and Anxiety wished he slowed down and wrote a little better.

• Anger is actually a very organized emotion, at least with the stuff he cares about.

• Cheeks turn cherry red when he's flustered (think of it like an opposite reaction to his orange cheeks when he's angry)

• After the events of the first movie, Anger had to *really* learn to control himself. That work definitely paid off by the second movie.

• He's actually not that bad of a dancer, yall just don't give him enough time to practice.

• Tends to babysit Envy a LOT. Says he doesn't like it but he's 100% a father figure to her now. Sorry, no takebacksies.

• PEOPLE THINK THIS MF CANT RUN OR SOME SHIT but he keeps up with the others just fine in the second movie. Dude literally works out every day how can he NOT.

• MY Anger is a good singer, but OG Anger isn't. Sorry bud. I can't see (hear) it.

• He is textbook "act now think later"

• Unintentionally an early bird. Often the first to wake up cause he needs to get shit done.

• The console was made with very durable material, specifically to withstand Ange's outbursts.

• He may be the "youngest" of the original five, but he acts like the oldest.

• Anger's love languages are quality time and acts of service.

• He was the first one to be brought down to the Belief System.

• Despite having a high spice tolerance, he's more of a savory/sweet guy.

• I love to think that Anger is unintentionally charming.... Giving him a high rizz score here. Sorry not sorry.

• Extremely protective of the other emotions. Doesn't show this side often, but when it matters, he'd fight till he fades from existence for them.

• Tried to learn origami with Joy but he kept burning the paper.

• Likes Western dragons more than Eastern dragons, he finds all kinda super interesting though.

• Owns multiple ties with the same design (this can be said about the other emotions too)

• If I were to give him an instrument, he's totally rock an electric bass, or any low sounding instrument.

• Anger is a dog person.

• Looks SUPER good with blue and black clothing. He should wear it more often.

• When he can't show affection to someone, he just punches them (toph from atla core LOL)

• Some positive aspects of his character: Loyal, compassionate, ambitious, and confident.

● Stopped reading the Mind Reader newspapers because they lost their journalistic integrity.

• I will edit this with more headcanons in the future. Enjoy this for now :))

[beloved-calypso]

・ ゜ ʚɞ ゜ ゜𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖉𝖔 𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖔𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖋𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖊? ♡ ・ ゜ ʚɞ ゜ ゜‎♡‧₊˚✧ ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✧˚₊‧♡

♡𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓊𝓅 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓈 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒾𝒸𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝓊𝓎. ~ 𝒴𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝒮𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓉 𝐿𝒶𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉♡

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I. -> II. -> III. -> IIII.

ɪꜰ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ꜰᴏʀ a ᴘɪᴄᴋ-ᴀ-ᴄᴀʀᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴘᴜᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ! ᴀʟꜱᴏ, ɪ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴢᴇ ɪɴ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴏʀ ᴘᴜɴᴄᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ. ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ. ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴜᴄᴋ ᴀᴛ ɪᴛ.

~ XOXO 💋🎀

౿૮꒰ྀི pile 1 ๑◞꒱ა

3 OF WANDS (RX), THE WORLD, THE CHARIOT

Hi Pile 1! So people perceive your fashion sense as widely varied. They don't know what to expect from you. I don't think you plan your outfits, but just go with what the day feels to you. You may wear a lot of autumnal colors like muted reds, browns, and yellows. I also sense patterns like plaid, checker, and stripes. This makes me think of button-up shirts, sweaters, boots, and jeans (it is winter season where I'm at). You have a style of comfort, warmth, and durability. People may see you traveling a lot and being out in nature. They see you as free spirited and outdoor-sy, and I think you are seen doing a lot of outdoor activities. You may also do sports and wear sporty clothing, or you just go to the gym and are mindful of what you wear there. People think you look strong and mature. You seem content with your life, and you give off a naturalistic, down to earth vibe.

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౿૮꒰ྀི pile 2 ๑◞꒱ა

THE LOVERS, KNIGHT OF PENTACLES (RX), 4 OF PENTACLES (RX)

OK, Pile 2! Let's get into it. So people think you come from money by the way you dress. You have a very chic type of fashion sense. It's very prim and preppy. I'm seeing high neckline blouses, skirts, stockings, heels, and pearls. I see bright and light colors like pink, yellow, and white. People think by the way you dress that you're spoiled and you flaunt your wealth (not saying you are). You may have expensive tastes. You may also be a perfectionist and somewhat conservative in what you wear. I'm seeing Blair Waldorf (what a queen) or Drew Barrymore's character from Clueless. The lovers make me think you take time to plan your outfits and make sure everything you wear is balancing out. Your outfits are coordinated, and the color and fabric combinations pair well with each other. You may wear a lot of jewelry and accessories. People perceive you to be quite aesthetic and fashionable.

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౿૮꒰ྀི pile 3 ๑◞꒱ა

THE MOON, QUEEN OF SWORDS, 3 OF PENTACLES (RX)

People see you as a lone wolf pile 3. I think you're very career oriented, and people are used to seeing you in an office setting, either going in or out of work. You probably wear a lot of business clothing, like blouses, pencil skirts, blazers, and heels. I see mostly dark, cool colors like black, navy blue, and gray. Your style may be minimal, not much jewelry on you, and if you wear jewelry, it's small and simplistic. Outside of work, I think you keep it minimal, too, like no patterns and silky, unwrinkled fabrics. Your fashion gives off the vibe of elegance and wealth. I think maybe you have RBF or just come off as cold because people may sense there's a boundary around you and think you are either unfriendly or it's just hard to get close to you. You come off as all business, no pleasure, like people have to come to you correct and with a purpose, no small talk. You're very mysterious pile 3.

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౿૮꒰ྀི pile 4 ๑◞꒱ა

THE TOWER (RX), 6 OF SWORDS (RX), THE LOVERS-extra-THE QUEEN OF CUPS

I think you've been going through a personal transformation pile 4. This transition has been happening for a while, and it's just starting to project outwards. Maybe in the past you didn't put much attention towards your clothes and wore a lot of the same thing all the time. You could have worn mostly black and grey, and the clothes were loose and baggy so as not to draw attention to yourself. I think moving forward, you'll put forth more effort and thought into your appearance. You're going to be more creative with your clothing choices. I see you playing with colors and patterns. I also see soft colors and fabrics like pastels and lace. Some of you are showing off more skin. People could perceive you as artsy and bold. Others will be seen as soft and delicate. You're going to be more adventurous with your clothing, and people will think of you as being lively and fun and others gentle and calming. Sorry this pile was pretty mixed, but the most important thing is that you will be successful in building a new self. You'll be happy and loving how you look, and people will sense this joy and peace emanating from you.

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ᴀɴʏ ᴄʀɪᴛɪᴄɪꜱᴍꜱ ᴏʀ ꜰᴇᴇᴅʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙʟᴏɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴍ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴʏ ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ɪᴍᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ. ♡

ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ

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✨️ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: Tarot is not an exact science, nor can it produce information that is factually true. All things posted are alleged and for entertainment purposes only. The future is fluid, and what may happen is based on your choices and actions, not what I and a deck of cards say. You are still the creator of your future. ✨️

[desertdollranch]

Getting dressed with Kirsten

It's a bright January morning on the Minnesota frontier, and Kirsten's bedroom is almost as cold as it is outside! She's going to get dressed as quickly as she can in her warmest winter clothes. Kirsten is restless and tired of being kept indoors, so today she'll be meeting up with her cousins Lisbeth and Anna, who have a fun surprise adventure planned for the three of them. Kirsten is so excited!

First she warms her freezing feet over the foot stove--it's full of hot stones and gives off a comforting heat.

She slips her warmed tootsies into a pair of soft, felted sockor that came all the way from Sweden.

She starts with pantalettes that are hemmed in pretty eyelet lace. Even when it's muddy and slushy outside, Kirsten is expected to keep her pantalettes snowy white.

Over those, she puts on a white flannel chemise. In the summer, she wears a lightweight cotton chemise, but in winter she needs the extra warmth.

Next, she puts on a quilted flannel petticoat.

On her feet she wears her thickets and warmest knit stockings, with her most durable leather boots.

Now for the outer layers! She puts on a crisp white blouse and a black woolen skirt with a pretty waistband.

Her sweater was made in the traditional Swedish style that mothers have been knitting for their daughters for many generations.

Before putting her mittens on, she ties up her braids with ribbons that match the waistband of her skirt.

The mittens she puts on match the lovely patterns and colors on her sweater.

The pompom hat also matches!

Kirsten always wears her amber heart necklace given to her by her grandmother.

She finishes her outfit with a bright red woven scarf.

All bundled up now, Kirsten is ready for the surprise adventure that Anna and Lisbeth have promised.....

The perfect sledding hill!

Kirsten's sweater, hat, mittens, white blouse, pantalettes, boots, stockings, and hair ribbons were made by Pleasant Company. Her petticoat, chemise, and skirt were made by my mother when I was Kirsten's age. Her necklace, scarf, and felted sockor (made from alpaca fiber) were made by me.

[metalheadsforblacklivesmatter]

My opinion on "living wage"

Being able to afford your monthly bills for housing, car insurance, car payment, insurance, etc

Being able to afford balanced meals of 1 protein 2 veggies and a carb 3 meals a day for everyone in the household without being forced to repeat meals (none of this beans and rice all week stuff).

Being able to afford your medical bills and put money aside for a medical emergency.

Being able to put money aside in savings and for retirement.

Being able to afford 1 "expensive" recreational activity a month or 1 "cheap" recreational activity a week.

Being able to have 2 pets and afford their food and medical care.

Being able to afford durable clothing, shoes, jackets, etc for you and your kids as needed without dipping into your recreational funds. (None of these $3 shoes that last a week.

Yearly bonus for gifts for whatever winter holiday you choose.

All on the same paycheck.

I'm not sure how much that would all cost. But that's what I think the working class needs in terms of pay.

-fae

[willtheweaver]

OC asks: Character design tag

Thanks for the tag @whatwewrotepodcast

As I am currently editing A Feather in the Forest, I’ll be doing Fen for this:

-Face and features-

Glance- at first glance, what stands out most about your OC’s appearance? What’s their distinguishing feature?

Well, the first thing is that Fen is not human. He is in fact a crow (Corvus brachyrhynchos to be specific). As such, there are features that the most casual bird watcher would recognize: black feathers, a long straight beak, and a fan shaped tail. What is unusual is Fen’s size, as he is nearly as large as a raven. He also has noticeable fingers at the end of each wing.

Face- describe your OC’s face. What’s their smile like? Are their orbs cerulean? What would someone notice first when looking at them?

Amidst the mass of dark feathers and a large straight beak, Fen’s eyes stand out; a deep blue somewhere between lapis and the depths of the sea. His eyes are usually the only thing seen as he conceals his avian appearance beneath a mask whenever he goes outside.

Stature- What is your OC’s body type? How tall are they? Do they wear clothing to accentuate their look or do they try and mask it?

Middle of the road. Robust, but not overly muscular. Fen is around 33 in. tall, which is unusually big for a crow. As he does not want anyone to know who is really is, his choice of clothing is designed to conceal as much of him as possible.

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

Fen moves deliberately and with subtlety. He does not like drawing attention to himself. His choice of clothing not only allows him to conceal himself, it also allows him free range of movement.

Stillness-How does your OC act while still? Are they fidgety? Do they have any common gestures or ticks? Does their clothing affect how they hold themselves while at rest?

When he is calm, Fen stays almost motionless. Of course, he does have some small ticks, such as turning his head, or brushing the sewn ears of his hood. He carries the weight of clothing well, and his apparel does not affect him.

Canvas- Does your OC have any scars, piercings, tattoos, or other markings? Do they display or cover them all up?

Fen has no scars of tattoos. Even if he did, they would be concealed and hidden.

-Cut and clothing-

Night- What does your OC wear to sleep? Do they have a favorite pair of pajamas, or are they more the birthday suit type?

Fen doesn’t wear anything when sleeping.

Day- What does your OC wear on a normal day? Why do they default to these clothes? Do they wear similar things or do they change it up?

Normal everyday wear consists of a long tunic or robe, arm and leg wraps, a hood with sewn ears, and a mask. His clothing is all very similar in cut, color, and decoration.

Formal- What’s your OC’s formal look? Do they like dressing up? Do they have a different look for different occasions?

The only real difference between Fen’s formal attire and his everyday look is that his formal raiment is more ostentatiously adorned with embroidery.

Informal- What’s your OC’s lazy-day look? How do they like to dress when wilding down?

Fen’s lazy day look is much like his everyday look. Only when at home does he lose up, opting for a light mantle.

Outerwear- What’s your OC’s outerwear situation? Jacket, sweater, cloak? What sort of weather do they deal with most and how do they protect themselves?

A long cloak is sufficient for dealing with the weather. The weather can be unpredictable, with summer thunderstorms and winter blizzards as common as clear skies.

Footwear- what does your OC wear on their feet?

Nothing.

Road- What does your OC wear while traveling? Do they have high-quality equipment or are they making do? What does their gear look like?

Fen wears his everyday apparel, opting for his most durable clothing. Apart from that, he carries a small satchel containing medical herbs and bandage cloth, a small pouch filled with sling stones, and a bag containing spare clothing, a blanket, fire starting kit, and bedroll.

Armor- What kind of armor does your OC wear? Is it well kept? Bonus: where does it come from? Is there a story behind it?

No armor…at least not yet. In my notes on the planned sequels is a line that wouldn’t work in AFitF, but was too good not to use eventually. Intrigued? You’ll just have to wait, I’m sorry to say.

Arms- Does your OC have any weapons? What weapons do they carry, and how do they wear them when not fighting?

Fen’s main weapon is a sling. He always has a bag full of shot on hand (mostly river rocks, but he also has some lead slugs). When not in use, he wraps it around his right leg. He also carries a knife kept on a belt.

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

I’d have to say that the aesthetics of Fen, and all the characters of the story more or less, are pretty generic fantasy/ D&D (I.e. Medieval/ Renaissance Europe centric) …but I add some flair to it by mixing in influences from the ancient Celts, First Nations, and even Indo-Persian and Japanese.

Texture- Does your OC favor any kind of cloth or textures? Is there anything they can’t wear or don’t like? What sort of fabrics do they prefer?

Fen does not really have a favorite type of fabric or texture. He is more concerned about durability. That being said, he does like the feel of hemp cloth.

Wardrobe-how big is your character’s wardrobe? Do they wear things threadbare or can they afford new clothes often? Are they any good at mending or repairing their own clothing?

Fen has a modest wardrobe. All the basics are there. As for how long Fen keeps clothing, he wears them until they are beyond repair. He has skill at repairing and mending tears and holes, and he can even sew his own clothing in a pitch.

-Accessories and accents-

Bling- What jewelry does your OC wear? Does it have any meaning?

None.

Hair- How does your OC wear their hair? Does it have some kind of meaning?

N/A , for obvious reasons.

Makeup- Does your OC wear makeup? How often? What kind? Why do they wear makeup and do they like it?

Fen does not wear any makeup.

Favorite- Dose 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?

A favorite? Well, the closest thing Fen has are the wraps, hood, and mask that were made for him by Sorrel (his adoptive mother). They are important to him, being the only connection he has left to Sorrel. Being an important part of his wardrobe, he wears them every day, taking great care to insure they are well maintained.

Change- Has your OC drastically changed their appearance? Significant haircuts, big tattoos, complete wardrobe swap, etc? Why? How do they feel about change?

Fen has not changed his appearance drastically. As for how he feels about change, he believes that it is a natural part of the world, and everyone and everything changes at their own pace.

Alternate- What would your OC’s alternate universe look like? If they’re a fantasy character, what’s their modern look? If it’s sci-fi, what’s their fantasy look? What AU would you want to see your OC in, and how would they dress themselves? Bonus: Prompt an AU!

Hmmmm…. I think what would be interesting would be a post-apocalyptic AU, something like Mad Max or Fallout. It would be interesting to see Fen wandering around the wasteland, wearing a mishmash of scavenged clothing and armor.

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