#formalwear clothing does NOT like my kind

[escapedaudios]

Getting a suit is actually so humiliating if you're built like me. I have a thick neck and button up shirts either don't fit me or choke me, after that's done I need to get everything 2-4 sizes over tailor everything down because anything big enough for my arms and shoulders is too big everywhere else. Pants that fit my waist constrain my legs and also need to be bought oversized and tailored down.

I hate this stupid suit. I hate the weird passive agressive langauge store employees use when they're like "are you wearing *those* shoes with that?". I'm only buying it because my sister wants me to wear a suit to her wedding but if I had my way I'd never possess this diabolical symbol of sin and opulence.

[mayakern]

Hi, sorry if this isn't the kind of question you wanna answer (/safe, just as in off-topic maybe), but I don't really know much about it, and was hoping to ask:

My mum's looking for a dress for a black tie event. My dad was invited for the volunteering he does, and he wants to bring my mum with him, but neither of them have ever been to a black tie event.

My mum's plus sized, and she's worried about not finding a dress that fits her and that she feels/looks good in. It's bringing her a lot of stress, and upsetting her. So, I wanted to try to make her a dress.

I don't know a whole lot about the specifics of sewing theory, and was wondering if you had any tips/advice for someone trying to make a dress? My mum's most insecure about her hips & belly, so I wondered if you had any advice on making something to help her feel good in?

Hope you have a good day, thank you :). /lh /gen

if you are not experienced in sewing i would not recommend starting out with black tie attire. i'm sure it could be done well, but there are so many pitfalls for new sewists and this sounds so high stakes and hobby sewing is not very affordable these days unless you are up cycling thrift clothing, bedding or curtains.

instead, i'd recommend ordering from somewhere like modcloth or unique vintage (being certain to double check the size charts against your mother's measurements) and erring on the side of oversized and then taking the garment to a local tailor. when it comes to formalwear, fit is incredibly important and having a garment properly fitted can really elevate a look and can also do a lot for someone's self confidence.

if you are still determined to make the garment yourself, i recommend asking your mom to show you her favorite pieces of clothing to wear (things that are reasonably comfortable and that she likes to look of while she is wearing them) and asking her what specifically she likes about those garments and then basically trying to copy the things she likes.

[official-darkforest]

i am SOOO unbelievably thrilled by your anthro au omg. do you have fashion ideas for the characters? like their favorite outfits, fabrics, etc? imo one of the best parts of anthro characters is deciding how they'd express themselves through their clothing :]

I HAVE A FEW ALREADY!!!! i dont have many specifics because theres so many characters ahd i havent drawn them all yet LOL but i'll share the ones i do have at least SOMETHING for

im also trying to keep these reasonable for the time period and location, as in my au the clan cats are mostly rural and in small towns set (mostly) before the 2000s so most may dress more modest and conservative (especially if theyre older and very religious)

squirrelflight - the best i can describe her sense of fashion is that it ranged from tomboy as a younger girl and is currently closer to a working class butch. im not sure if masc would be a more appropriate term since i dont hc her as a lesbian (shes bi) but she dresses "like a man" and owns a lot of jeans, slacks, and button-up shirts of all kinds of fabrics and patterns. she also enjoys bright colors as well, but as she got older her fashuon sense got a little more sensible and less "loud" like it was in the 60s and 70s. she also has glasses like her daddy once shes like 35 or so. she and firestar dressed very similarly, and a lot of her shirts and neckties are things she stole from his closet

feathertail - very feminine. hippie adjacent, lots of loose and flowing garments and jingly pieces. breatheable clothes and open toed shoes. her favorite swimsuit had some little frilly bits on it i think. often combines neutral earthy tones with blues and whites

crowfeather - lots of handmedowns from his father. clothes you can do farmwork in like jeans, overalls, hardy flannel/denim shirts and boots. never grew out of this and still dresses this way and he likes it

jayfeather - he looks like a modernized (as far as the 80s goes) version of his father - same hairstyle snd way of dress. he isnt too formal but does have some more preppiness to his clothing style (polo shirts and sweaters). he avoids full button downs since buttoning them himself jjust gets frustrating since he cant match them up every time. new wave band shirts. he also wears orange tinted glasses to protect his eyes (in this au i wrote that hes able to perceive shadows and light pretty okay, but not much else beyond that) And Kinda As A Fashion Statement cuz it goes well with his facial structure and hairstyle i think

lionblaze - hes like if the stereotypical jock and stereotypical 80s rock+metal enthusiast had a baby. muscle tees and bandanas, ripped jeans, those absurdly short shorts, crop tops, etc. he's a drummer i think if that matters LOL

ivypool - punk, also sorta like joan jett to an extent. very homemade, tho sometimes she gets lazy and doesnt really commit to the outfits all the way (but definitely has the mindset, dint get me wrong). one of those girls with a chest small enough to go braless 99% of the time; wears a lot of tank tops and sleeveless shirts LOL

bone/brick/scourge - just google "the outsiders movie" or "greaser" and you'll get the idea. tho i imagine these three in particular also have some kind of bare minimum formalwear scraped together from their escapades. theyre kinda like the jetts/sharks from west side story if that helps at all

daisy - she combines flowing, pretty dresses with a sunhat and work boots. she also teaches horseback riding and owns a few (its a business she runs w smokey and floss. i think its be funny if they were polyam ITS MY AU I CAN CHANGE WHAT I WANT) and she has horseback-appropriate clothing as well

poppyfrost - THEE preppy girl of the 80s. big hair, perm and all. dresses with pastel colors. her sisters cinderheart and honeyfern are pretty similar, tho i imagine honeyfern is a little more sporty and cinderheart takes inspiration from madonna once shes trying to court lionblaze

hazeltail - long haired country girl butch. enough said

spottedleaf snd cinderpelt are nuns lol

[leiflitter]

Re: canon Felix not remembering to tell Ollie about the formalwear, I think it's his self-centeredness making him shortsighted and oblivious but also maybe subconsciously giving himself another chance at playing white knight (just like taking Ollie home because his mother "sounded sober") and feeling good about himself.

(In an alternate universe where Felix is slightly more thoughtful, he doesn't mention the clothes precisely because he knows there's no way Oliver owns or can afford them. Why give him something to worry about when Felix can pretend an oversight and then wave the problem away in seconds rather than put him in the uncomfortable position of having to either reject the invitation or ask for a handout? (double saviour points!) ... But in that universe Felix may have also realized it was weird that Oliver didn't need a summer job)

Okay so I wrote a lot then I deleted it to be more coherent but okay. OKAY.

Felix as Philanthropist. Felix as the hand of God, lifting people from mundanity. Felix as the Knight Who Saves The Princess.

Felix is none of these things, despite wanting to be, because Felix doesn't understand the nature of true kindness. Not really.

What Felix wants is to be universally adored. He mostly is, too, because he's a bombshell hottie-hot rich boy, but the problem is that it's too fucking easy. Everything has diminishing returns to Felix. He gets what he wants, when he wants- and that will make you numb. It's like a callous; Felix has probably only felt actual, deep emotions fleetingly, and even then... He tells Oliver he threw a stone for his dog but...

He doesn't say his dog's name. He loved the dog enough to go through the family ritual for death, but now the dog is nameless.

(I have named the dog Barney, btw, because all pups deserve a name)

Oliver, unlike everyone else, puts up a resistance to Felix's Will. Even Farleigh comes with the begging bowl.

"It's an awful faff to wheel it back to campus" "oh, you want me to..."

Their first proper interaction and Oliver makes him self-conscious. You can see it- he breaks his Felix Eye Contact and goes all hand-wavey and awkward, before Oliver says he will.

That establishes the pattern. Felix wants. Oliver denies. Felix has to try harder. Oliver gives in. Felix likes it.

Oliver is proud despite his apparent circumstances, and despite everything Felix could hold over him, Oliver refuses to just get on the floor and lick his boots and worship him the way everyone else does. Oliver does this because he knows that Felix gets bored when things are too easy, but also because he wants Felix to actually care about him. If Felix stops trying, it means Felix no longer cares, so Oliver makes him demonstrate his affection. To paraphrase-

"Come to Saltburn" - accept my glory and benevolence. Make me feel good. Let me save you.

"It's too much of an imposition." - prove to me that you want me there. Prove to me you care about me. Prove to me that I am more to you than the others.

"You'll save my sanity, really." - I need you to give in so I can actually feel good about myself. Please.

Now, the Hot Argument is a reversal of this. Oliver wants. Felix says no. Oliver tries harder. Felix does not like it.

Then Oliver comes back, with a new chapter of tragedy, which is Oliver Giving In, which Felix Likes.

Now the Dinner Jacket and the Birthday Trip are, actually, both the same thing. Felix has learned the pattern, you see, and he wants to skip straight to Felix Likes It without the initial pushback. He's on his home turf- and look.

Felix knows Oliver doesn't Get It. Felix absolutely knows. His family know all about Oliver’s Sad Circumstances- even if he Told Them In Confidence, that just means they don't talk about it in front of Oliver. He has probably been absolutely writhing about how NICE he's being while waiting for Oliver to arrive, the same as he was in the Was It Awful scene. He's been watching for Oliver to arrive (it's a big house- he pops up maybe 5 seconds after Ollie's come in), seen him be absolutely cowed by Duncan and swooped in to Save Him in his see-throughish white shirt.

Given him the grand tour.

And it starts- not with the jacket, but with the razor.

Felix is dripfeeding Oliver information because then he can bypass the whole Oliver says No part of their little dance. He probably doesn't know it, but that's what he's doing.

"Oh and you need to shave."

"Oh and the maids tell mum everything."

"Oh and you need to dress for dinner."

He doesn't warn Oliver about The Help opening the windows. Or the Henry party. Or the field. He lets Oliver get to the cusp of Something, then Oliver has to give in.

The Birthday Trip is the culmination of it.

Oliver doesn't fight Felix about the trip. About wearing something nice. He doesn't ask and Felix doesn't tell him, because Felix wants him captive.

If Felix actually thought about it for longer than 20 seconds, he might have realised that there's no way this would go well. He hid Oliver's mum's phonecall for a week. A week.

He probably wouldn't have even told Oliver if he could avoid it. I bet he'd have blindfolded him if it was a short trip. Because Felix wants to Be The Hero and roll up to the shack that he assumes Oliver grew up in and rain money on the problem to make it go away.

And what would have happened if it WAS as bad as Oliver described? Oliver would have been humiliated just as badly as he was by the lie coming out. Felix would realise that he is out of his depth, and... am I going to need to write my version of this? Maybe. Oops.

We see Felix through the lens of Oliver's love, but once again:

They're both idiot kids. They're 19/20, immature, off their faces on Saltburn and being young and the weird dynamic between them. It was never going to go well.

[safetycar-restart]

I loved your thoughts on sub Fabio getting his medal! Fabulous!

So formal occasions for our lovely motogp boys in ds au...

Obviously, there's the end of year gala. And the boys' collective struggles with formalwear were so delightfully shown in the amazon doc.

So dom dressing them obviously, either in comfort or jubilation? Like it's hours since the last race of the season, emotions! But instead of ties and bow ties, it's formal collars. The kind they can't wear to a race.

Does the champion get a new collar (pick any or all for your choice of champ)? Are the collars sparkly perhaps? Who has a shibari costume (since this is ds au that must be at least minor fashion trend)? Who have the most intricate shibari underneath the costume? Also like other fun things underneath the clothes, so many options.

Who preferred to have a nice spanking between the race and gala?

Who sneaks of during the gala?

Like for the boys dom is coming of course but which boy's dom was surprised by this?

Also after party shenanigans. Who sneaks away as soon as politely possible?

Also re 2022 after party, does Fabio's dom have opinions on accidental drunk setting peoples hair on fire? Like time to take sweetest, drunkest baby boy home and in the morning fuck him dry? And of course cuddle and pet him. But no more fire for him 😁

Who leave the party latest and stumbles back, half leaning on dom stumble back to bed all the while extolling their doms many virtuous?

Who's private afterparty is a week long scene?

Anyway hope you enjoy these and give a shout if you want thoughts on the boys and being wedding guest 😁

Cheers 🏍 anon

🏍 anon you are one of my favourite people on earth oh my god. So firstly, PLEASE share your thoughts on the boys at weddings! This is not a want this is a NEED. And secondly, I love all these thoughts lets discuss!

END OF YEAR GALA:

I definitely think you'd be choosing their clothes! And I love the idea of having formal collars or special collars for formal events? That's so cute and perfect for this AU.

I think for Marc, maybe you gift him a new collar at the end of every season? It becomes a tradition between you two, and maybe the first year that Marc doesn't win a championship he thinks you won't get him a new special collar? But then of course you do and he ends up just sobbing because he realises the collar was never a gift for winning, it was a gift for being your good boy for an entire season, irrelevant of his performance.

For Fabio, you choose his collar, of course. But for the rest of his outfit, it's less you choosing it and more you trying to figure out what fabio secretly wants to wear but won't admit to so that you can encourage him to wear that. Fabio has a pretty out there fashion sense but he always gets shy with formal events, so you have to figure out what he genuinely wants to wear and then encourage that. Even if it's hideous, you still encourage it because it will make him happy.

In terms of coming with them to the gala, I think Enea would be the most surprising? We said that you only became his dom last season when he joined Ducati, and of course he spent so much of that season injured that you were barely on the track with him and instead mostly helped him in his recovery.

You really don't expect to get asked to come to the gala with him, because you've only been his team dom for a year it's not like you've collared him or anything. But for Enea, there's no way he would have gotten through the season without you. It's a no brainier that you come with, and he won't accept no for an answer.

GALA SHENANIGANS:

I definitely think Marc would sneak out as soon as politely possible, he had the season from hell and all he wants now is to finally relax with his dom and enjoy his new pretty collar. He spends the entire gala waiting for it to end and at his first opportunity, he's out of there immediately.

And then the week long post season scene begins. Marc falls into subspace on the plane back to Spain, just so happy to finally not have to worry about racing for a while that just holding him on the plane is enough to make him slip. He stays that way for days, getting the good rest he so desperately needed.

As for who sneaks off during the actual gala... Jorge. It's Jorge. You knew before you even arrived at the gala that you'd have a hand down his pants before you two even got to the car. He's just insatiable, and he blames it on seeing you all dressed up but you know the truth: he's just a horny little bastard.

Bez is the one who ends up leaving last, stumbling and leaning against you. He doesn't just babble about how much he loves you, he shouts it. He's a loud, clingy, happy drunk and you get all of that affection, as does anyone who happens to walk by. Poor Pecco just came to say goodnight and ended up on the floor with bez on his lap, shaking him and babbling about how much he loves you. Oh and he also gets very horny so you have to drag him home before he gets arrested for public indecency. He WILL openly hump you if you don't get him out of there.

The video of fabio lighting the dude's hair in fire is fucking hilarious, it's one of my favourite fabio moments ever. Firstly, I definitely think that when fabio drinks you have to his babysitter. Which is perfectly fine with you because he's your best boy and he deserves to have fun.

But yes once he accidentally set someone's hair on fire it was definitely time to call it a night. And he honestly had no problem with that? Even when very drunk, all fabio wants is to be a good boy so when you tell him it's time to go home, he immediately nods and lets you lead him out because he's a good boy!

Oh and Alex M skips the afterparty entirely. He was supposed to go, but he went back to the hotel with you to change before the party and he just... never came back. He had more important things to do (get fucked into the mattress).

[lady-harrowhark]

What do you imagine weddings in the nine houses are like? Do you think they still wear white or abide by any more traditional pre-resurrection customs? Since Jod drew so much inspiration from both Rome and Catholicism (Catholic wedding doctrine is based on the ideas of free will marriage that were tradition in ancient Rome) I think it's likely but there has to be some insane necromancy element too. Maybe a riff on the eucharist from wedding masses? Also, how do you think it varies from house to house? You always have really fun and creative ideas about the world, so I thought I'd ask your opinion about one of my favorite random headcanons to think about. (P.S. I hope the eras concert was fun!!)

Oh gosh, first of all, that is incredibly flattering lol. Second... I actually hadn't given this just a ton of thought before getting this, so it's been fun to thing about!

I think they probably resemble Christian/Catholic wedding ceremonies enough to be recognizable as such, but I would love it if they were like, the funhouse mirror version of that. I LOVE the idea of the Eucharist being involved prominently, but maybe even at a more symbolic level? Like we could obviously tie that to the whole "consume the flesh" thing, but I just feel like Tamsyn could come up with a really cool play on that concept that would never even occur to me lol.

I kind of doubt they wear white; I don't really have a good rationale for this other than vibes. Just thinking about how we see a decent range of aesthetics across the clothing of the Houses, especially in color, it would track that they have differing customs for wedding/ceremonial attire as well. Like, I can't really imagine that the Sixth whole gray librarian thing translates into formalwear the same way that say, the Third does (although using the Third as an example feels like cheating, because I suspect they go over the top for EVERYTHING so no one was gonna be doing it like them anyway lmao).

As an aside, I'm pausing for a moment to push one of my most indulgent AtN bingo card items, which is Harrow wearing white. I know the Lyctor robes are like, iridescent white, but I mean purely white. With Alecto getting so much imagery around light, and how Harrow describes her in the Tomb as wearing wearing "a white shift", it could be a cool parallel. Oh also, now that I think about it, the whole thing about Harrow being a nun, i.e., "betrothed to the Locked Tomb". Plus like, there's something there about the way it would be close to but not exactly like the iridescent white of the Lyctor robes, like, John was trying to emulate that and could only achieve a flashy approximation. And something something Harrow setting aside the black of the Ninth something mumble. But mostly, I'm heart eyes over more wedding/marriage imagery for her and Gideon 🥰 (Idk what to make of that in contrast to the white that the Tower Princes wear, but it's entirely hypothetical at this point, which means that I can ignore anything that doesn't fit my agenda.)

On my last reread, one of the little details that I was actually really taken by was that Magnus is noted to be wearing a wedding ring. So that tradition still stands, at least for the Fifth, and I absolutely melted over it.

I would kind of assume the vibe of a wedding ceremony varies from House to House, maybe along the lines of what we know about the cultures of each and what they tend to emphasize. If that's the case, I would LOVE to see a Seventh wedding; I bet it's gorgeous and deliciously fucked up. I'm really really curious about the wedding that Tamsyn has mentioned being in AtN, especially because she mentioned party dresses, and you know how I love putting blorbos in outfits. I suspect that her saying that is a bit of a red herring... Like if I'm giving my best guess, there WILL be a wedding (an actual one, not just a symbolic Lyctorhood whatever wedding) BUT I don't it will be the focus. I could see it being used really neatly as backdrop for some heisty business, more of a plot device to get people all in one place or as a distraction. I'm not getting my hopes up to see the actual ceremony, I guess is what I'm saying. The real action might be happening in the next room over.

(and P.S. THANK YOU! It was AMAZING and honestly, probably the best night of my life and also I cried for basically the entire thing, I still cannot believe I was lucky enough to be there. I got to go with my best friends, who live quite far away from me and I hadn't seen since January, which made it that much more fun. We went to the second night, and we mostly stayed off our phones/away from any social media so that we could go in and be completely surprised without having seen anything about it, and I'm so glad we did! I wouldn't have held out if we were going to a different date lol.)

[gaphic]

thinking more about Gender and Signs

the clothes thing is particularly interesting to me. because it wasn't a dislike of Girl Clothes in general- it wasn't especially dislike, or even discomfort. i've always been very comfortable with my hourglass figure and dressing to highlight that (boobs notwithstanding) it's specifically 'grownup clothes' and formalwear that feels... it's like a kid trying on their mom's clothes, yknow?

when mom wears that dress and that lipstick she looks mature and elegant, when the kid does they look silly. even if you change the size to fit, there's an aesthetic dissonance in a little kid dressing like an adult. maybe that's why it never tipped me off- i interpreted my discomfort as age-based, not gender-based. a zoomer-typical inability to Adult, simple arrested development preventing me from seeing myself as a Grownup (or wanting anyone else to)

(now i kind of want to write something up ruminating on the relationship between age and gender. the idea that 'boy' and 'man' are really two different genders casts some fascinating light on the difference between the 'i was always this gender' trans experience and the 'i became this gender' trans experience!)

this little internal conflict wasn't exactly in the background of my mind, either. i literally don't own any formal clothes right now. as i grew out of them i stopped bothering to replace them, because i just. couldn't figure out what would make me feel like a Well-Dressed Grownup instead of a Kid In Mom's Dress. and now that i'm finally thinking about it this way i'm realizing that wow, when i picture myself in masculine formalwear, i finally get that Well-Dressed Grownup sensation! it's not inherently ridiculous!

even picturing myself in feminine formalwear but with a more masculine body makes a huge difference

[ustalav]

stature, stillness, formal — grant!

thank you!!

stature: What's your OC's body type? How tall are they? Do they wear clothing to accentuate their look or do they try to mask it?

Grant's body changes throughout the course of Dragon Age 2, as time passes and his circumstances change. He was always kind of lanky and lean as a teen, food was never in abundance in the Hawke household and he burned through it fast. Into the prologue, he's started to fill out now in his mid-20s but life is rough in Lowtown, they're struggling just to get by. It's not until moving to Hightown that he's really able to finally, consistently, have enough to eat. And thus, he puts on some weight. And then post Leandra's death, he takes to drinking in excess and puts on a lot more weight.

And even after getting some of his drinking under control, I think the weight stays, maybe fluctuates a bit. It is so nice to have the means to be well-fed, to not have to work himself to exhaustion daily. He's not going to deprive himself.

Lol all that to say, he is tall, somewhere around 6'0-6'2. He puts on muscle easily, probably from a lifetime of doing hard labor either in Lothering or when picking up odd jobs with Malcolm. Lots of muscle memory there. But he's also not a bodybuilder lol, he has a very functional physique and as he puts on weight, he has a pronounced gut, soft thighs, etc.

He isn't insecure about it really, makes no effort to mask it with his clothing. Grant is a tall, large man and sometimes that works to his advantage, especially around Kirkwall. He's not particularly vain about his appearance in general.

rest under readmore bc this got wordy

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

Hmm... Grant isn't particularly fidgety but he does have a few tics. A lot of fucking with his beard, rubbing his chin, scratching his cheek, etc.

Drumming of fingernails on a table at the Hanged Man, impatiently twisting a ring around his finger, crossing his arms across his chest.

Stretching out his neck and shoulders would probably be his companion idle animation, in an... I slept poorly and my back is stiff kinda way.

In private, it's not uncommon for him to let a flame dance across his palms while he's thinking. It's also not uncommon for him to summon little bursts of fire when he's in private and angrily fuming over something or other, which he is very aware is a bad habit lmao.

He mostly wears loose, comfortable clothing. Something made to keep out the cold without much resistance to movement. At home, in Hightown, he likes loose silk finery.

formal: What's your OC's formal look? Do they like dressing up? Do they have different looks for different occasions?

Is it a copout to say the MotA formalwear is pretty fitting lolll

I honestly think he does not think much about fashion, like he would probably just let someone else pick for him and probably did have a tailor or someone choose the cut and color of the fabric. He does care about freedom of movement. But as long as it's not overly stiff, he can manage.

Dressing up like that is a rare occasion (he wishes it was even rarer bc damn does he hate interacting with nobility)

Okay this is very long lol but thank you, I love talking about Hawke <3

[emathevampire]

Formal, texture, and change for Amanthos 👀

Thank youuuuu for asking about my beloved librarian... Current ask game here, if anyone else wants to hit my inbox!

formal: What's your OC's formal look? Do they like dressing up? Do they have different looks for different occasions? He absolutely does NOT like dressing up, but occasionally he has to. Since he's baaaarely an inch shorter than Arekos, he usually borrows formalwear. Always black, though the golden accessories Arekos prefers sometimes look a bit odd with his more wintery complexion. Their shared clothes don't fit him as well as they used to, since he lost a lot of weight after becoming undead, but he's handy enough with safety pins and temporary tailoring in a pinch. I actually have pictures for this, so...

texture: Does your OC favor any specific kinds of cloth or textures? Is there anything they can't wear or don't like? What sort of fabrics do they prefer? Amanthos hates velvet and corduroy, and also hates wearing the hoods of his cloaks up as they irritate his ears and mess up his hair. He likes smooth or soft textures, and is especially attached to his monk's robes, which are perfectly worn in and comfortable after hundreds of years of use. He wears silk undergarments and shirts, soft thin leather trousers, gloves, and boots, and then layers of woolen monk's robes on top along with a heavy wool scarf. In especially cold weather, a fur-lined wool cloak and coat are added to the mix. It's rare to see him less than fully dressed, as he has to hide the scars from his crucimigration that mark him as one of the undead.

change: Has your OC ever drastically changed their appearance? Significant haircuts, big tattoos, complete wardrobe swap, etc? Why? How do they feel about the change? Oh yes. When Amanthos went through the Ritual of Crucimigration, he was crucified and raised as form of undead known as a Necropolitan. This left him with scars from the cursed nails used in the ritual, for starters, his eyes gained an eerie appearance like cloudy glacial ice, and later on his poor eating habits caught up with him... he lost a good 15lbs in the intervening 300 years or so (which is a lot for anyone, much less someone 110lbs soaking wet), and being undead, he's completely unable to gain that weight back again. He does his best to keep up normal eating and drinking habits now, but the damage has already been done... Amanthos is simultaneously vain and quite self conscious, he works very hard to maintain his appearance but it's a constant struggle. It's safe to say he didn't handle the change particularly well... though you'd be hard pressed to get him to admit it. He did it for science, after all. His heart is torn, on the subject of regrets... for the price he paid to see his beloved stars up close was far more than just his life, his choices may yet cost him his soul along with everything else he holds dear before he finally truly returns home.

[phoenixyfriend]

Star Wars Masterlist: Shipping (SFW)

Ships, Friendships, and Assorted Thoughts

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Fun fact, tumblr allows 250 links on the old editor and 100 in the new. So. Network of masterlists.

This post is organized as such:

Anidala

Aayla and Anakin (friendship)

Codakin

Rexsoka .

Quinobi

Jangobi

Obitine .

Rexwalker

Rexanidala

This does not include shitposts, meme fills, crossovers, or anything on the Wider AUs masterlist. Almost all nsfw posts that were previously on this list have been moved to the nsfw masterlist.

ANIDALA

GENERAL

They may be stupid

Red flags are semaphore

Do Padme’s friends know she’s kinda nuts? - Actually, Padme deserves to be just as Nuts

“You are so smart, babe.”

Imagine Will Ferrell screaming Santa. That’s Anakin about Padme.

Jealous Padme - Alternately: non-jealous Padme but self-recriminating Anakin

Anti-Anidala shippers are just Rush Clovis using a sock puppet account

Viewed through the lens of WWII marriages

I am underwhelmed by Anidala fics and their lack of Funky Fun AUs

Any AU where they aren't dating is one where they still need to be kind of insane, together, about love

Anakin getting ‘girly’ clothes with the excuse that it was a dare from The Wife .

AUs

Time Travel is “I Miss My Wife” time

Hidden Lockpick

Tasteful Sideboob

Sugar Baby Anakin

The Queen of “I Can Fix Her”

Anakin’s crush on Padme could have been comphet

Fake Married Obi/Padme (actual married Anidala)

Anakin donated to a sperm bank, and said sperm accidentally goes to Padme (somehow, this is Obi-Wan’s problem)

They were both influenced by Sith Magic to fall in love, and when Palpatine dies... well. They’re friends, but marriage counseling is on the table.

If you’re going to have Anakin Force-trick Padme into loving him, at least do it in an interesting way

Anakin’s Manic Episode - This AU is in the Wider AUs masterlist

Wii Brain Anakin - John Mulaney Skit

Fucked Up Fusion AU

Bribing Rex to secrecy with Cheetohs

Anidala and the Bimbofication Ray

Anidala as context for why I think Satine/Padme wouldn’t quite work

Anakin has a very specific section of his memory carved out by Ventress, and can no longer remember Padme or Palpatine; primary complication is that Padme is halfway through her pregnancy

Transmasc Anakin still treasuring his wedding photos where he was in a dress .

Modern AU

Anakin the Temp - Hospital Proposal

Journalist Padme

Anyway, Here’s Wonderwall

Obi-Wan is concerned about sugar baby Anakin

Anidala is weirdly perfect for a serial killer tag team

Not-quite-a-WandaVision AU (Anidala are trying so hard to be a Normal Suburban Couple)

Otherwise ‘normal’ girl falls for a hitman

Divorced but still sharing the dogs (Artoo and Threepio) or the kids (twins)

AAYLA & ANAKIN

Aayla Babysits Anakin, now with meme (This isn’t a single AU just all the same theme, so I’m not tossing it on the wider AUs list)

“Hey Aayla? They gave me a kid and I don’t know what to do.”

More of the same

The Pamphlet Game

Fake Dating

Please Like My Friends

* Ficlet: Same Pains, Different Chains

Aayla is to Anakin as Anakin is to Ahsoka

Briefcase Child - NOW WITH FANART by @bi-wan

I need an adult

CODAKIN

How the Codykin started

Codykin pet names

Anakin just wants Cody’s attention

People judge Cody but he’s winning, soooo

Not Cody’s Problem

Ficlet-ish (mostly about how the power dynamics even out and Anakin’s kind of into authority.

* Codykin&Rexsoka - Artoo the Emotional Support Dog

Catboy Ani

Anakin just really wants to impress Cody somehow

What I need out of a Codakin fic

Anakin does the 🥺 face when Cody is mean to him

‘Why I ship it’

Cody has to ask Obi-Wan permission to date Anakin, and prove himself

Modern AU Codakin: Violinist Anakin (Cody brought teenbopper Domino twins to one of his performances)

REXSOKA

Rexsoka matching formalwear by @mercurialvoid​

Ahsoka and Rex go to Tatooine

Rex and Ahsoka get accidentally married, decide to see what it does to bureaucracy if they file it instead of getting it annulled

QPP Tax Marriage: Rex and Ahsoka

“If Lost, Return To” T-shirts

Modern AU Age Difference

Speakeasy AU, mayhaps?

QUINOBI

Kiffu Selkie AU - The Trust

Omegaverse QuinObi with fic by @threebea​

Parks and Rec vibes

Why QuinObi?

Hallmark Christmas Movie AU (QuinObi/BailBreha foursome)

Ahsoka is the QuinObi Oops baby

Gimme a proper epic, I am begging

Arranged/Political marriage QuinObi, mostly by @epicmusic42

Canon!Quinlan/Never-a-Jedi!Senator!Obi-Wan

JANGOBI

Politically Charged Gay Chicken AU

All the clones are crushing on Obi-Wan... and he dates Jango

Jangobi, enabled by Anakin

Boba Ships Jangobi (and Clones taking care of Boba)

All about the kids

Jangobi: Obi-Wan brings his new boyfriend to Thanksgiving Dinner (it’s awful) - it’s about the antique auctions

Jangobi but it’s all about Anakin and Boba (also Bo-Katan and Ventress start dating)

Jango falls for an undercover Obi-Wan, later finds out this escort/trophy wife/sex worker was a Jedi, plus a bunch of recs for almost-matches

Arranged marriage Jangobitine?

OBITINE

Obitine but Make it Yakety Sax

Cobitine Bodyswap

Obitine as a T4T power couple send tweet

Obitine: It’s About the Yearning

Obitine in the context of Obi-Wan’s Legends backstory

Yotr, but Obi-Wan is raised Trad Mando

Arranged marriage AU, feat. Jango and Bo-Katan

In which the Obitine baby is mostly for politics, but at least a little to piss off Jango

Role Swap AU

Tatooine Marriage

Trans girl Obi-Wan

Jedi and Mandalorian sword dancing

Obitine+Jinn are joined by Jango. Now Jango and Qui-Gon are united in trying not to notice the teenagers Getting Horny.

Obitine on Tatooine: Satine is a lot more competent at Desert Living than Padme, and everyone is surprised (except Obi-Wan)

Is this actually a pattern or am I just seeing what I want to see? (Obi-Wan’s ships are usually white blonde women, or men of color.)

This is several ships, mostly with Obi-Wan (JangObi, BailObi, but also Jango/Mace), but primarily Obitine and QuinObi, as well as a Barrakin plot.

REXWALKER

Boba’s Crush on Anakin ft. Rexwalker

Anakin needs Cody’s help to hit on Rex

Rexwalker Fake Dating

Fake Marriage (Again)

* Yet Another Rexwalker AU (Anakin never left Tatooine) - Obi-Wan will micromanage

Arm Candy

Rex has a crush on Anakin (and Cody’s judging his taste)

Imperial Consort Rex

Protection vibes

Rex seduces his General as a ploy to gain protection for himself and his brothers, and it works a little too well

Lovebug AU

College AU: Stripper Anakin is in Rex’s engineering class

It’s about the Forearms

REXANIDALA

The Rex/Padme side of Rexanidala

Rex deserves kisses too

Rexwalker/Anidala Soulmate AU stuff: nsfw, sfw

Rex is Obi-Wan’s platonic sugar baby (for societal reasons), is actually Anidala’s third

History AU: Trans Anidala, bodyguard Rex

Anakin is the princess in the tower, and has five (5) friends (four of them are employees)

Green Knight AU, anyone?

“Canon” age diff: 24yo Rex sugar babies for 34yo Ani and 39yo Padme - Also this person is Boba Fett-coded

Rexwalker are half-married because of raising Ahsoka together. Padme approves.

[cyoc49]

HIMBO Magazine: The New Hire

23 year-old Barry Allen looked across the street at the office building of HIMBO, a lifestyle & fashion magazine targeted at gay men, and the site of his job interview. After graduating last May, Barry has tried for months to find a communications job with no luck, until he saw HIMBO’s advertisement for an entry-level social media position. The pay was unbelievably good, and they reached out to him about applying which made the whole situation seem very promising. He was a little uncomfortable about the idea of working at a gay magazine. I don’t have any issue with gay people, Barry thought, I just don’t understand a lot of the culture and I’m not really trying to. Still, the job was too good to pass up without at least interviewing.

Barry walked into the lobby of the building and was directed on how to reach the HIMBO’s offices. Stepping into the elevator, Barry thought about how sharply dressed everyone in the building was. It made him feel a little unprofessional, in his blazer, checkered shirt, and jeans. But the email had told him to dress “Appropriately for his position,” so he dressed the way he knew modern social media teams did.

As the elevator opened, Barry was greeted by the bright offices of HIMBO. The personnel working there (all male, he noticed) were dressed in a mixture of ridiculously eccentric business wear, speedos and harnesses, club outfits, other other bizarre fashions. “I’m guessing those are models?” Barry wondered, before walking over to a desk attended by a swishy receptionist.

The twinkish secretary looked up at Barry, and his eyes widened in excitement. “You must be the new applicant!” He exclaimed, jumping up out of his seat. “Oh, you’re perfect! He always knows the right people to pick. Well knock on wood, but I’m excited to work with you!” Then in a swift motion, the man darted around the desk and grabbed Barry by the hand. “Here, I can take you to him! He’s been waiting for you. I’m James, by the way! I work the desk!” And with that, Barry found himself being dragged along through the HIMBO offices.

“Uh, I have a question. Who is ‘he’?” Barry called along as he tried to keep pace with the fast-paced James.

“Christian Le Maître, the Editor in Chief! He’s brilliant. He does all the interviews and hiring himself. He’s the one who reached out to you.”

Wow, he picked me out himself, Barry thought, I must really be promising.

Barry spoke up “That’s pretty cool, to have a boss that cares that much.”

James nodded enthusiastically “Oh yes, he cares for us all so much! We’re all his boys here.”

Looking past the odd use of “boys”, Barry continued “I’m, uh, applying for a social media position.”

“Oh okay, interesting,” James said with less enthusiasm than usual, “He’ll sometimes try to figure out a different position for you during the interview. Just go along with what he says. I promise he has your best interests at heart.”

Before Barry could ask what that meant, James came to a sudden stop in front of a large heavy door. He knocked on it several times, before a deep muffled voice called out “Send him in” from behind the door.

James turned around, grinning ear to ear “Okay, best of luck! Remember: you’re gonna fit in here.” With that, he pranced back down the hallway, leaving Barry alone in front of the door.

He took a deep breath. “Well, here goes nothing,” he thought, and opened the door.

Walking into the office, Barry looked behind the desk and saw one of the most beautiful men he had ever seen.

His face was rugged and handsome, with insatiably curious eyes, perfect white teeth, and a beard that was just the right amount of stubble. His hair was parted with gel into a professional, clean, and gorgeous haircut. His toned muscles perfectly filled out his expensive looking business clothes: a light blue silk dress shirt, grey pinstripe pants, suspenders hung over his shoulders and pressed out by his chest, gorgeous-smelling black leather dress shoes, and a sterling silver watch. He was an absolute alpha male, so perfectly handsome and successful that Barry couldn’t help but feel awe, jealousy, and a hint of... lust?

The man looked at Barry and smiled a perfect smile. “Barry, is it? I’m Christian La Maître, but everyone around here just calls me Mr. M.” The man stood up, revealing his daunting 6’4 frame, and extended a muscular hand to Barry

Jesus, his voice is intoxicating, Barry swooned. It was so smoothly deep and inviting. With just the few words Barry already felt like he could listen to the man for hours. He reached out and took hold of Mr. M’s hand for an extremely firm handshake. As their hand touched, Barry felt a jolt, and found himself unable to take his eyes off the powerful man before him. And more importantly, he had no desire to move his eyes away.

Mr. M sat back down again. “So Barry, tell me about yourself. College graduate?”

“Uh, yes. Digital Communications maj-“

“Have you ever read HIMBO before?” Mr. M cut Barry off.

“No, sir” Barry said, neither objecting to being interrupted, nor noticing the “sir” he just said.

“Are you gay?” Mr. M examined Barry’s body up and down, never making eye contact.

“No, sir. I’m straight.” He paused “Is that okay?”

Mr. M let out a hearty laugh, and Barry found himself laughing along with the man too. It just felt right. This brilliant, perfect businessman that Barry was lucky enough to be in the presence of, anything he did had to be right.

“Ahhh, Barry. You’re a fun kid. Now unfortunately, that social media position was filled earlier this morning by another applicant. But I would be a fool not to bring you into the HIMBO team, Barry!” This filled Barry with joy. The approval of Mr. M felt so good.

“Now if I think about it...” Mr. M paused for a few moments, giving Barry another thorough looking over, “I think we have an opening in the accounting department.”

“Yes! I accept!” Barry shouted out. He didn’t even care that it was a totally different position than he had come here for, nor did he care that he had zero accounting experience. If Mr. M said he would be a good accountant, then Barry had to be the best accountant for his boss.

The man chuckled again. “There’s just a little on boarding we’d have to do to get you ready for the position. Beginning with dress code, for starters.”

“What’s wrong with my clothes, sir?” Barry asked eagerly. He would do anything for this man, who was offering him a coveted job at HIMBO magazine. Barry would change anything about himself.

“Well, you just dress so... cool. I mean look at that outfit! You are a hip young man who is ready for a good night out. And I love that for you, but I think a good accountant would dress a bit... sharper.”

The “sharper” bounced around in Barry’s head. Visions of men in suits and ties flooded his mind. He began to feel attracted to the idea of being a finely dressed man. In fact, he couldn’t imagine ever dressing down, not even in his free time. As Barry listened to Mr. M’s words, his plaid shirt rippled into a crisp white dress shirt. It tucked itself into his jeans.

“A good smart accountant would look his best at all times.”

Barry’s jeans turned into tight fitting grey dress pants, and a brown leather belt cinched itself firmly around his waist. His casual wool blazer morphed into a clean grey suit jacket matching his pants. Underneath, a gray sweater materialized and hugged itself to Barry’s slimming build.

“A good, clean-cut accountant.”

Barry felt his feet shift as his shoes changed into well-polished brown leather dress shoes, with wing tips. His socked changed to clean white socks, and inside his pants he felt briefs take form around his shrinking manhood.

“A good, nerdy accountant.”

A red bow tie wrapped itself around Barry’s neck and tied itself into a perfect knot. Large round glasses popped up on Barry’s face, which he knew he needed to wear every day. Barry’s hair ruffled as if wind was blowing through it, before settling in a clean side part, well-combed and maintained.

Barry stood before the incredibly powerful man before him looking totally different. Just 10 minutes ago Barry had dressed like any college graduate, but now looked as if he wore a suit every day of the week. But as for Barry himself, he had never felt better. As his clothes changed, Barry’s thoughts realized how right this felt. Barry now perfectly remembered his 2 hour morning dress routine. He knew exactly how much pomade to use to achieve the perfect side part, he remembered tying bow ties for six years now. His home wardrobe, all of it, had been replaced with suits, sweaters, shirts, dress shoes, and bow ties of every material, pattern, and color imagineable. This was the way he had dressed ever since he got to college and felt he could express himself truly. The truth was Barry loved the feel of a suit. The cleanness and dignity were an intoxicating feeling, and he couldn’t imagine himself in anything else.

Mr. M smiled a big smile. “There we go, an absolute perfect fit for our accountant opening. Welcome to the HIMBO team, Barry. Or should I say Bartholomew.”

That was right. Bartholomew Pippin, and he couldn’t be happier. He was a timid, nerdy kind of guy, sure, but he felt on top of the world. Bartholomew was an avid HIMBO reader for its good guides on men’s formalwear (and also so he could jerk off to the photos of shirtless guys), so to work at the magazine he loved, doing the job he loved (accounting) was a dream come true.

Mr. M stood up and walked over to Bartholomew, getting extremely close to him. “There’s just one last step in the hiring process...”

Barty shook a bit as he looked up at the domineering man before him. Mr. M was a tall man to begin with, but at his new height Bartholomew was 5’9, and the taller man encompassed him.

“I seal all my contracts... with a kiss.”

Barry’s knees quivered. He had realized he was gay at a young age, but aside from a few “almosts” in college, he had never gone farther than holding hands. Bartholomew had always reasoned that he would meet the right one eventually... and looking up at this man, Barty knew he had found it. Mr. M was all Barty would ever need. This man would control his work life and his sex life, dictating when Barty could pleasure himself, when he could come, and when he got the ultimate privilege of spending the night with Mr. M.

Bartholomew wrinkled his note and nodded eagerly “Of course, sir. I would be honored to kiss you.

As Barty stood on his tip toes to kiss his new boss - god, his lips were smooth and perfect - Barty felt all his changes lock into place. This is who he was. Bartholomew Pippin, mild-mannered accountant of HIMBO magazine, and one of Christian La Maître’s very good boys.

The two parted, and Mr. M gave Bartholomew another killer smile. “Bartholomew, I can already tell you’re gonna fit in here perfectly. And as a signing bonus, how about you stop by my place tonight. 7 PM sharp.”

“Oh thank you so much, Mr. M! I’ll be there at 6:45, I promise.”

“That’s a good boy, Barty. Now get settled in, your desk is at the end of the hall.” He gave Barty a spank on his bubble butt, and sent him on his way, to his new job and new life.

[glowingbadger]

Yuri seeing reader dressed up for the first time after the war during a celebratory feast and immediately thinks "there's better food right in front of me than what Garreg Mach could ever offer" 🤤Or, just on a fluffier note, "holy shit I have to court them right now"

Oh Anon, what a big brain concept~ he's so outwardly smooth and composed but in the inside he just needs you!

Yuri (FE3H) x reader

* GN reader, semi-NSFW

You've felt lighter than air all evening- the kind of unlikely happiness that makes you fear the moment it ends. Peace has finally returned to Fodlan, and for once, at least for tonight, you and your allies revel in your success, knowing that tomorrow there will be more work to be done. But as Yuri leads you across the dancefloor in a swaying sea of couples in their own bliss, all you can think of are fox-like eyes and fragrant violet hair and cunning smiles.

Your mutual flirtation had been a messy one, punctuated by false starts and restrained emotions. A war was no time or place to find love, not for a man like Yuri. But tonight, you've traded iron for silk and sweat for perfumes, and the way he looks at you bares his most lurid intentions. He twirls you out from him, then back to his arms, his touch familiar and free of any sense of propriety or hesitation. And once you're face to face once more, he lowers to your ear and purrs,

"This outfit of yours is wearing at my restraint, Y/N." He says it like a warning and an invitation in one. Your heart skips, and you nearly miss a critical step in your dance, but Yuri leads expertly all the while.

"Yuri, you-" you huff and do your best to hold yourself to the noble standards such an event demands, "you can't talk like that here."

He only pulls you closer with a devilish smirk.

"I'm afraid I simply can't help myself. Seeing you look so elegant drives my imagination to some rather... Inelegant places."

You mutter out his name in as scolding a tone as you can manage, glancing about to ensure none of your noble comrades have overheard this scandalous exchange- but he only chuckles and spins you in his arms once more. And just like that, a few more measures, a handful of barely coordinated steps, and the song fades away as the crowd politely applauds.

Yuri takes your hand in his and draws it to his lips,

"I thank you for the honor of this dance, my dear," he says with mock pomp and circumstance, "Might your humble servant be bold enough to request another song?"

Whatever he has in mind can't be good. Or maybe it's too good.

You nod, "Sure, but..." You trail off, but he's already leading you to the edge of the lavishly decorated dance hall. He easily slips you both between couples and circles of noble socialites- then, through an arched entryway, down a candle lit hall, through a study of some sort and into a sitting room. How did he even know where to find such a quiet and unoccupied spot?

He closes the door and before you can track, he's pinned you to it by both wrists and his lips are at your neck. You inhale sharply and your body tenses, then relaxes into him. When he feels you lean against him, his hands glide down your body, appreciating your every contour on the journey down to your hips. Here, he pulls you to him with surprising force, and you feel his manhood, stiff and straining against the front of his clothing.

You breathe out his name, and Yuri nips at the contour of your ear, then drags the lobe harshly between his teeth.

"What do you think? Does this sort of dance suit your fancy?"

You utter a blissful little whine, but the only true response you give is pulling him into a kiss by the front of his formalwear. He smirks into your lips, his hands shamelessly partaking of everything your body offers him. They grab a greedy handful of your backside, pulling you flush against him until the friction between you both becomes unbearable. The insistent pressure between his thighs twitches and throbs against you, and he says in heated whispers between kisses,

"I'll do my best... not to ruin this lovely outfit..."

[sunnyshiftyy]

hi! i was hoping that i could request some elementalists headcanons

how about a female mc with either beckett or griffen (your pick) and they're trying to figure out how to match their outfits for a formal event? like they go shopping together, spend the whole day together, stuff like that

OMG outfit fluff!!! I'm here for it!

Now, I have at least two fics of this, so I'll work on them too to post. The headcanons are going to be kind of in the line of the fics, i'll probably pick some convo's out of them too.

I'll do it with Beckett cause honestly I don't know how to write Griffin but I'll work on that!

These are all my headcanons so do with that what you will!

TW: probably cursewords and body insecurtiy

• MC does not, i repeat, does not want ANYONE, and especially Beckett, to pay for her clothes. Especially especially when they're expensive. Of course Mr. Rich boy wants to pay, but MC refuses sternly.

MC: It's beautiful but I'm.. I can't buy that just to wear it once. I definitely don't have the money for it.

Beckett: That's nonsense, I'll pay for you.

MC: *looks at him* No, you won't. 😤

Beckett: It's nothing. And I was the one who invited you to come.

MC: I won't let you, Beckett! Fivehundred dollars just for a stupid dress?

Beckett: This gala cost 40 times more than that. It's fine.

MC: No, I'm just gonna find something else. Maybe I could go back to Asters shop and rent the dress I wore for Amorelia...

(What happens next?? Muahahah! You'll have to wait for the fic lol)

• Does Beckett like shopping? Not really, it's a lot of fuss for some clothes. (Probably traumatized by being dragged along to go buy stuff for Katrina lol) Does he, however, appreciate a good outfit? Absolutely. This man has a style and he knows what he likes and doesn't like. He has a good amount of clothes. Most of them are preppy (a lot of button up's) and of course a lot of formalwear for attending galas. He wears about 40% of his clothes regularly. (Let's be honest you probably wear even less of your clothes. Yes you! 👀)

• Shopping with MC, however, he can stomach. In fact, he almost likes it. Almost. The first time, he may be apprehensive because of the horror of shopping with his sister, but once he sees that MC's not as.. 'Katrina' as Katrina, he relaxes a little.

• If they're shopping for a gala, it will probably only be MC who actually needs anything. As a lowlife peasant (/s) she doesn't have formal dresses just laying around. Beckett however, has at least 5 suits and an extra funeral suit, cause, you can't party in the clothes you go to a burial in! 😉 (/s)

• Beckett will probably enjoy taking MC to these fancy high-end formalwear boutiques, because he's familiar with it now, after going along with his family many times. He enjoys seeing the look on her face when they step foot into one. It's like showing MC his world.

• In some of the stores, the employees know him so well after years of good business, that they spontaniously greet him and ask him all about how he's doing, how the family is doing, all that. The Harringtons are not only good for business, but also, most importantly, genuinely kind and nice people to be around. (Also i haven't mentioned this but they also do a lot of galas for charities.) The employees would probably ask about MC though, because he has never brought anyone with him to the store. They're all like "Oh my Gods, Harrington junior brought a girl with him!" MC's like: "Yep.. that's me.. just me.."

• Coordinating outfits would probably not be high on Beckett's priority list, but it probably is on MC's so he goes along with it. But if he does something, it needs to be done well.

• Small detail, but he will always ask if something she's wearing is comfortable. Because Gods does he know how annoying stuffy clothes can be. For example, when a dress is short, he asks MC if she's going to be able to actually do stuff in that besides just.. stand. It's the concern for me 😌

• Another detail, I know people get insecure sometimes. Especially in a 'trying on new clothes'-setting. Lots of mirrors, unflattering angles... So MC will probably feel insecure sometimes. Beckett's the sweetest and he may not notice it, but if she tells him he will make sure she doesn't think ugly things about herself, because he knows how bad those thoughts can be. He also doesn't get it, cause to him, she's perfect. But he also does get it, because he knows how it feels to feel like you're not good enough. He will find a way, his way, of making you feel good about yourself again.

Beckett: Do you want to talk about the thing earlier?

MC: Uhm.. it's not that big of a thing.. I just ... Everytime I look in a stupid, ratchet-ass changing room mirror I don't like my body. *Tries to hold back tears*

Beckett: Really?.. But.. You're so beautiful..☹️

MC: Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. ☹️

Beckett: Don't be so mean to yourself..

MC: ...

Beckett: You're beautiful, you're healthy..

MC: *cries* *wipes tears away immediately* Sorry, I'm so pathetic..

Beckett: ...You're not. *silence* Look, if I look at it through your logic, then I would conclude that your eyes aren't working.

MC: *sad chuckle*

(Again, mf cliffhanger. I'm evil, I know, you get the good stuff laterrr, in the fic.)

• He will be honest. I'm serious. If a dress looks fugly, he will say it. Not that harshly, but, still. Very honest. He will learn to ask MC's opinion first before completely destroying the poor piece of fabric she’s wearing. He would word it like: "I think the other one looked better.", "Maybe try another one?", or "The straps look weird." (very specific, but okay). If MC asks him: "What do you think?", he will, i repeat, he will voice his opinion. He sometimes can just say: "I don't think it looks good." MC's maybe gonna be hurt by this, but he will explain that it's not her, it's the fugly dress.

• As we all know, our dear Becky is a perfectionist. By that rule, he will appreciate 'perfection' (by his standards). If MC looks stunning in something, he will also say it. If the aesthetic’s on point and everything matches (again, by his standards), he's gonna be very happy. He will try to compliment her into getting that very outfit, even offer to pay it for her. He's probably thinking: ‘Please, just buy it, it's a blessing for my eyes.’

MC: *puts on other dress* *opens curtain* So?

Beckett: That's actually really nice.

MC: Yeah, right?! It's perfect for all the preppy garden parties and picnics!

Beckett: ... I can't deny that. My parents would approve.

MC: Yeah, I think so too. Okay, I'll think about this one.

Beckett: What? No, get it.

(Will she, won't she? Idk you'll have to see 👀)

• He knows that a girl doesn't just need a dress for a gala. And he will not forget a single thing on the list. Shoes, jewelry, whatever else (can you tell i'm not filthy rich or girly?/s) MC's probs going crazy but it's, like, good crazy?

• He will probably already have something to match MC's dress but in case he doesn't, he would have to look for something too. Luckily, the staff that likes him so much knows exactly what his preferences are and how to match to MC's dress. It would only take a couple of suits to find the right one. He's very critical, as we know. I don't need to mention he looks awesome in any suit are you kidding me I think I just died 👀☠️✨ So sitting there and looking at nerdy preppy rich boy trying on different suits is not boring. There are WAY worse things she could be doing.

• After (or during) the shopping trip, they would get a snack, as Beckett always did on his previous trips. It could be something fancy, or just something very mundane. We all know he's a big tipper, so the people love him. Also, MC's still surprised at just how many people know him. (It's just because he only goes to places he knows so they all know him lol but shh don't tell MC)

• Would you believe it if i told you that, if MC asked really nicely, and there was no one else around with better skills, he would try (with the emphasis on try) to help her do her makeup? He wouldn't be too good at it but as stated before, he would try his absolute best. Of course, if MC's good at makeup she wouldn't need his help but you know not everyone is good at makeup, okay? (Sniffs in clown 🤡)

That’s it for today! It’s.. a lot. I tend to write way too much but that’s okay, because that’s more content for you!

Update on the fics: I finished my first draft of the first fic i wanna post. It’s still gonna take me some time. Then i’ll work on one of the fics in this headcanonpost.

I will link the fics here once they're done.

For now, i hope you enjoyed the convos and the headcanons!

Tags: @theclassycandy

[saikikissuo]

For the model Saimami and Oumota au, do it. Do it you coward. Feed me with headcanons and I will slurp them.

smirks and rubs hands together

for oumota, kokichi is actually a semi-popular streamer who plays genshin and minecraft a lot

he’s popular because he’s deceitful as fuck on minecraft and he’s insanely good at genshin

electro user kokichi..thoughts

but anyways kokichi used to never do facecam but soon enough he started to warm up to the idea and later, he began to do facecam when he was comfortable :)

kokichi lives alone, his fans are aware of this ( thanks to a q&a )

but every now and then his chat would hear some shuffling around in the background and doors shutting and they’d be like Wtf

kokichi is like yeah my apartment is actually haunted

everyone just kinda brushes it off

until One day.

kokichi is playing genshin or whatever and his facecam is placed to where the door of his bedroom is visible

they’re chilling honestly. just vibing

all of a sudden the bedroom door opens and in steps this TALL DARK AND HANDSOME MAN

chat loses their shit because WHOOO??!?:?$:)3?

he’s stepping in to ask kokichi where his hair gel is. because he stole it of course

kokichi kinda regrets it because then he’s gotta play this off with his chat

it wouldn’t be THAT bad if the mysterious tall dark and handsome man didn’t go “thanks, babe!” before walking out

kokichi is sick and tired.

when he turns back to look at the chat they’re all going bonkers

you could really only see his legs and his chest, but it was still a stark contrast to kokichi nonetheless

kokichi almost blushed on stream. almost

“yeah guys that was uh. that was the ghost”

“..why did he call me babe? the ghost and i have a very intimate relationship that’s why”

later on twitter he reveals that yes, the ghost is in fact his boyfriend

and that just made everything ten thousand times more chaotic

“KOKICHI’S BOYFRIEND IS KAITO?? THE MAGAZINE COVER MODEL????”

“yeah poggers isn’t it”

kaito makes appearances on his stream and it’s so cute because he sucks ass at genshin but finds every discovery on minecraft amazing

“KICHI LOOK THE DOG IS FOLLOWING ME AROUND”

[ while killing creepers around their house ] “yeah, they do that kaito”

and now....saimami....

saimami have a slightly different story

rantaro games sometimes but he’s also just kind of a lifestyle youtuber

his channel is very diverse

he does fashion reviews, travel vlogs, and gameplays!

his travel vlogs used to include just himself, but for a while he settled down in japan because he was Tired so it’s been gameplays and fashion vids from there on out

he met kokichi that way, actually

anyways, before he officially settled down in japan he would make travel vlogs on visiting the sights and all that good shit

but after a while..there would be a special guest who would always hide his face when the camera was on him

they called him rantaro’s goth bf and he would always blush and say that they “weren’t wrong that he might be a little goth, but we’ll see”

rantaro would often play video games with his friends and on streams, he would pause for a moment to look off to the side and speak super softly

everyone thought it was so cute..like they’d never heard rantaro do that before until then and it would appear in rantaro compilations on youtube HAHAH

that’s how people ended up thinking he had a partner though, because sometimes he would just look away from the stream to mumble goodnight or to say bye

later on, he finally made it public that he did in fact have a partner!!

they had recently moved in together and thought it was only appropriate to tell the Fans

he had a boyfriend who said he was a little nervous being on camera so he would just. stick his hand in front and wave sometimes

“his name is shuichi, but save all the cute nicknames for me. he won’t be joining us that much”

“give me all the cute nicknames and call rantaro ugly ones he deserves it cause he ate the yogurt i left in the fridge”

he’d say hi and start little banter with rantaro on occasion but that’s kinda all they got

until...One Day

on stream rantaro was going over some recent purchases, showing off some new clothes and bla bla

what’s new though was that he said he had a new model to help him show off the clothes

he called shuichi in and turned the camera to face him wearing one of the oversized jackets he got ( which looked absolutely precious on him mind you )

once again chat went BALLISTIC

because??? although he looked different they KNEW who that was

shuichi saihara, also known as one of the most-appearing models for top-quality suits and other formalwear for multiple brands

alongside kaito he was one of the more popular models you see on magazine covers

rantaro’s chat was going BONKERS

“WDYM SHUICHI IS RANTARO’S BOYFRIEND.....”

“pain.”

“are we surprised. rantaro is gorgeous”

“i have seen two pretty boyfriends”

so on and so forth.

shuichi noticed all of the comments and laughed a little bit

mainly because he felt a little nervous but rantaro just told him it was okay

“this basically means they like you”

“oh..well..i’m glad. :)”

chat explodes with little heart emojis and kissy faces

everyone is in love with shuichi saihara. everyone

not to mention that he and kaito often appeared together

plus rantaro and kokichi would stream together sometimes???

everyone gets psyched whenever they stream together and it is so cute

unlike oumota, rantaro doesn’t intentionally fuck up shuichi’s vibe when he’s teaching him how to play a game

like genshin, for example

funny thing is, i think shuichi would immediately have better luck and would be way better at rantaro at some games almost instantly

“okay shuichi so to get all of them at the same time y-“

[ all of them are dead by the time he finished the sentence ] “don’t worry i’ve got it”

rantaro..is strangely endeared by that

i like to think that people often tweet at kaito and r like “when are we getting a photoshoot with you and kokichi!!”

and kaito is like “kokichi will step on my toes mid shoot and i will cry. i’ve given specific instructions to not let that man anywhere near our photoshoot locations”

both couples have their own kinds of photoshoots anyways

oumota takes photos of their vacations, going out to meet up with rantaro and shuichi during the summer time

shuichi takes photos of he and rantaro together while they’re baking and the final results

shuichi is not good at baking. rantaro is.

either way..oumota and saimami in this au are friends and they are BEST friends. no further comment!

[rotationalsymmetry]

Uuuuggh. The thing that just grinds my gears about the kink thing (and granted ok a leash as mentioned in the last annoying post is a step up from this? But people will talk about just wearing a collar or wearing a body harness at Pride as this triple x rated absurdly hypersexual thing) is…I’m not vanilla. (Or cisgender.) I don’t have the same relationship to sex as “normal” people do. Things that are fucking invisible to normal people, just the way things are, are absolutely not to me.

For instance, push up bras. I do not understand the appeal. I mean, I do understand that tits are sexy, obviously tits are sexy, but that doesn’t mean I personally want my tits sticking out as much as possible. That doesn’t affirm my sense of self as a sexual woman, or whatever the hell it does for people who like wearing those things. It does not make me feel sexy or in the mood in any way, in fact it makes me massively uncomfortable.

(And I’m pretty sure a lot of people do like wearing them? I keep running into random evidence of this, not specifically for push-up bras, but for instance the first generation of female lawyers wearing sexy underwear because they felt unfeminine in what they were expected to wear (which I guess they saw as a bad thing?) like this wasn’t for their guys of interest, it was for them. And when Queer Eye has a woman that they’re making over…usually the woman seems to…want to look conventionally sexy? I find this confusing, but maybe I wouldn’t if my sexuality wasn’t fucking weird?)

Heels. There is a special type of shoe designed specifically so that in order to not fall over while wearing it, you have to stick your butt and your bust out. It exaggerates female secondary sexual characteristics. They also make it way more likely that you’ll twist an ankle. I have zero interest in these things. Apparently many women, and some other folks, feel sexy and grown up and affirmed in some way by wearing them. Maybe I would too if I wasn’t such a sexual freak. Who knows.

Fucking shapewear. Yikes.

Fucking makeup and the eyebrow thing and spending hours doing your hair and stuff.

Short shorts/skirts that show a lot of leg. Pants that closely contour around the ass. Actually, revealing clothes in general.

(you’ll notice some of these things are considered sexy but unprofessional, like short shorts/skirts, and some of these are considered both classy and professional, like wearing natural makeup and like wearing heels, even though again what it does is make boobs and ass stick out more.) (I used to ascribe to the idea that these were things women were forced into by The Patriarchy and also commericalism, but…kinda seems like most women do in fact want to be conventionally attractive, or to be stylish or fashionable or “look good” in some way, and it’s not just that they’re sheeple who are being manipulated or doing it because they’re desperate for male attention/the security of a relationship/whatever, they actually genuinely like it.)

For men: male formalwear is generally understood to make men look more attractive to most women (ie make women more inclined to want to fuck them), which is probably partly a class signifier but presumably has some connection to the actual clothes themselves, as you can spend money on anything, it doesn’t have to be a tux. I hear a rumor moreover that some men actually like wearing suits. Pervs.

What I mean is: society is structured around “normal” sexuality — both heterosexual and vanilla, both what’s attractive to the right kind of person and what makes the person themselves feel attractive and gender-affirmed even when for instance you’re just wearing underwear that no one else can see. Around being very into women’s tits and ass and legs, and moderately into hair, and not especially into women’s feet. Around men looking broad shouldered and muscular and not too chubby (oh, and also having nice hair that isn’t receding.) Around nice smells. Around dancing, and social groups where you can meet the right kind of person, and a particular pattern of dating-falling in love-progressing through the relationship stages - commitment to lifetime partnership, and getting emotional support if your attempted lifetime partnership doesn’t work out. Things that get normal people in the mood: love songs, R rated movies, dinners out, again dances. Fucking musicals, have you watched a musical, it’s all “here’s some romantic stuff, here’s a song about wanting to get laid, here’s a bunch of performers leaping around half naked.” Pulp fiction. The entire human world is structured around what normal, straight people find conducive to a good romantic and sexual life.

And it’s a lot more noticeable when what you find conducive to a good romantic and sexual life is different — when the “normal” stuff that you’re expected to do just doesn’t do it for you, and when the stuff that does do it for you (not like gets you off, but just kind of helps you get into the mood in a background-y kind of way, like how you’re dressed on a date) is considered super inappropriate to do anywhere other than your own bedroom.

Sexuality exists on a spectrum, from actual fucking on one end, to things vaguely related to sex (and conducive to sex) but not themselves sex: kisses, dancing, noticing your partner’s body or clothes or smell, holding hands, seeing a beer ad with women in bikinis, reading a romance novel or smutty fanfic, when your partner does something kind that makes you feel cared for, when you put on clothes that make you feel good about your body, when a movie makes you sad or scared or otherwise lets you experience and release a feeling that was blocked up and blocking up your libido, thinking about a sexual memory, getting a foot rub, getting a back rub, flirting. Not all things that are related to eroticism in some way are equivalent to having sex in public; not all things that are related to sex in some way are inappropriate to do in public. And kink isn’t on the extreme end of the vanilla spectrum. Kink is its own spectrum with its own deep end and its own shallow end. Not everything kink related is equivalent to sex just because it’s related to sex. Sometimes it’s equivalent to, idk, a strapless dress. (Especially when it’s literally just an item of clothing. Wearing clothes isn’t sex.)”

(And, uh, yeah, sometimes kink isn’t about sex, either because the person who likes the kink isn’t into sex at all, or because the person likes sex but this kink isn’t about sex to them. A lot of kink is kinda like a back rub or a soak in a hot tub, in that it certainly can be kinda sexy, but it can also just be a nice sensation, that maybe could set the stage for sex but also could just be nice on it’s own. And some kink is less erotic than that.)

[sadiesdolls]

Another multi-day Creativity Report!

So I’m really into quilts now I guess? I never used to like them because they were such a big part of that kitschy Americana prairie revival County Living Magazine look that was popular when I was a kid, which my mother LOVED to the point of forcing me and my sisters to wear handmade bonnets and pinafores to any and all occasions that required any type of costumes or formalwear for years and which I therefore HATED with the FIERY PASSION of A THOUSAND SUNS—but that’s another story. Anyway, lately I’ve been seeing really cool modern quilt patterns made with neat contemporary prints and I’m realizing that I only really dislike that sort of Laura Ingalls Wilder flour sack calico pinafore smock cosplaying-the-1880s-in-the-1980s nonsense. Quilts can be cool now!! Have you seen that Polaroid pattern???

I really love the idea of just taking some time and blowing through ye olde fabric hoarde for a while to clear up some space. That first one I made was almost all from my massive stash of impulse-bought remnants I’d got to make doll clothes, and I’d either abandoned the project or used a tiny scrap of it and then I was just sitting on the rest in case I decided to make 38 more of the same thing, I guess. I really like all the prints and I love that I finally got to use them for something I’ll actually use and look at! It’s a really unusual and striking color combination that I put together myself! A lot of the assembly work is relatively mindless which makes it relaxing, but the results are so rewarding! It shows off the precision of my sewing skills in a big, satisfying way that people can see and appreciate even if they think dolls are weird!

On Tuesday I added a simple backing to my first quilt using some old? not velour and not minky but something kind of like that? fabric that’s been sitting in my stash for so long I forgot what it was originally supposed to be. Probably a historically inaccurate ren faire cloak lining?

I have a lot of things like that laying around too, big long yardages that someone bought to use as a drapery behind a display or something and later gave to me because they know I sew, or recycled drapes and things, or fabrics that I got with the idea of making a cosplay or a historical costume so I needed a ton of it but then the thing didn’t get made… big chunks of nice fabrics that would be perfect for these backing pieces! I’ve just been storing it all, it’s taking up like half my hobby storage space. But making these quick simple quilts is a super satisfying way to destash while getting the satisfaction of finishing a cool project! And they make great gifts for the right people because the work that goes into them makes them so valuable but no one is willing to pay for them, haha! Get that fabric out of my house!!

And I say “quilts” because I’m making at least three more, haha. Yesterday and today I’ve been working on another jelly roll race for my dad:

He loves blue! A lot of this one is made up of old quilting fabric from a hoarde that belonged to my partner’s grandmother. She had a lot of that traditional country quilt aesthetic type stuff, tiny florals in awkward colors and ginghams and things. A lot of it’s good for doll scale, which is why it was given to me, but well… you can probably guess I haven’t used much of it. There were quite a few prints in there that remind me of shirts my dad has worn, though, so this was a good opportunity to use some of that up. I also used some special prints that I’ve collected over the years because they reference things I like—and he likes those things too because we’re very similar, haha.

Next, I’ve gathered up stuff from my hoarde in my partner’s mother’s favorite colors to make her a jelly roll race too……….. and even though the point of this exercise is to use up old fabric, I splurged on a bunch of Halloween themed prints at Joann’s the other day so I can make a really nice witchy aesthetic quilt for our bedroom after I’ve had a little more practice. I might look at a different pattern for that, I don’t know yet.

Anyway, tealdeer, piles and piles of old fabric does not spark joy but I couldn’t bring myself to do anything about it because of the potential—and making quilts somehow completely defies my expectations and does spark joy.