#green beret costume

[stone-cold-groove]

Will your child be ready when the shit goes down?

[cherryblossompink303]

Patience: ~Honey's three bitter days!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader ➼ summary: Honey gets a cavity and it threatens to tear apart his relationship with Mori ➼ what to expect:  "Oh I thought we were being honest" ➼ warnings: none ➼ Part Eleven | Part Thirteen

"We may have to consider renting costumes for the sake of storage of them all." You mutter as you and Kyoya look over plans for the next month. Kyoya's face scrunched up at the idea. "Rent?"

"Do you want to put part of the budget to building an additional closet for all the costumes?" you raise an eyebrow, taking a sip of coffee. "Or is there another abandoned music room that I don't know about that we can occupy?"

"...I see your point"

"What? You idiots!" Tamaki's yelling from the other side fo the host club caught both of your attentions. "You're the ones who bumped into it, right?"

"Only because Haruhi was running away" "We were trying to catch her 'cause we wanted to have fun and dress up in cosplay"

"So what? We cosplay all the time!"

"We weren't going with the usual Host club costumes" "We want to see Haruhi in bunny cosplay, disguised as a girl"

You raise an eyebrow "Disguised as a girl?" you hold back a laugh at the look on Haruhi's face. "You'd like to see it, too, wouldn't you?" Tamaki turns more red by the second. "I'd definitely want to see that. What am I thinking? There's no time for stuff like that now! I know what you're up to. You're trying to distract me from the mess you've made! Get away from Haruhi you punks!"

"No way"

"let me go!"

"Excuse me. We don't have any guests at the moment, so I don't mind if you make a racket, but please, be careful. You don't want to wake Honey-Senpai" Kyoya leans over to inform them. Tamaki and the twins freeze up at the mention.

"He's a third year who still takes afternoon naps? Well, we're gonna have to tell him about the bunny at some point, let's just wake him up and apologize" Haruhi, rather cluelessly, approaches where honey is napping.

"No wait! Don't get any closer to honey-senpai! Come back, it's safe over here!" Tamaki and the twins call from the couch they are hiding behind "What are you talking about?"

"Honey-senpai wakes up in a very bad mood after napping. Now it may just be a rumor but the Haninozuka family once visited a US military base to give combat training. Supposedly, Honey-Senpai slept through most of it because of his jet lag. Then a soldier came in and carelessly tried to wake him up since he had been sleeping for so long. On that day, he wiped out two entire platoons of soldiers and not just any soldiers, green berets! And i've heard we've had diplomatic issues with America ever since that day"

"How terrifying"

"And we've got a bigger problem. Usa-Chan was hand-made for Honey-Senpai by his deceased grandmother you've seen the way he carries it around. That little bunny is his most prized possession. I can't imagine how he's going to react when he wakes up and sees that his precious Usa-chan is ruined!"

"He's gonna do to us what he did to those green berets!"

"You're exaggerating, it's impossible for that story to be true, i mean come on"

"It is, and there's other evidence that honey-senpai has an evil side to him, listen to this. his blood type is AB how about that"

"yeah so what?"

"But Haruhi, that mean's he's the same blood type as Kyoya"

Haruhi jumps back in shock, clearly convinced. the group slowly turning to face the two of you "What's the matter? Do you guys have a problem with my blood type?" you sit up "Hey I have AB blood type, what's wrong with that?"

Honey shifts in his sleep, distracting the rest of them "This is bad, we have to do something quick before he wakes up. Hikaru, kaoru" Tamaki snaps his fingers. The twins slide in "Sir!" They whisper, saluting.

"Go get your folks' cessna. Fly to Osorezan and bring back a medium, we'll channel his grandfather, and she can guide us through it. We can make a new Usa-chan for Honey-senpai! Here take this map of the Aomori prefecture with you and don't forget to bring back apple juice, apple jam and nebuta souvenir dolls"

"But we don't have that much time" "We're used to you crazy plans but you should come up with something more practical"

"Alright, how about this? We'll send usa-chan to the cleaners. haruhi! You're going to have to wear the bunny suit"

"yeah good idea boss!"

"Forget about it! I'm not wearing that stupid bunny suit! It's not gonna work he'll know it's me!"

"No he won't he won't be able to tell the difference if he's just waking up from a nap!"

"Well then why don't you wear it senpai!"

The two of them descended into a series of incoherant arguing. Clearly forgetting that Honey was asleep nearby, who was now waking up.

"He's awake! We'll have to use a substitute! We've got no choice!" Tamaki sneaks a stuffed bear onto the sofa where Honey was waking up, who as he finally becomes aware of his surroundings picks up the bear and throws the bear to the floor.

"No! Not my teddy bear!" "He's gonna come after us next!""He just spotted his bunny rabbit!"

Honey sleepily stumbled to the table where Usa-chan laid, picking up the tea soaked rabbit. "Who's responsible for this? Who got Usa-chan dirty"

The twins and Tamaki break out into screaming its "Someone, help. Mori-senpai, don't let him hurt us!"

"He wanted tea, so usa-chan decided to have a drink"

The club falls silent, holding their breaths in hopes the explanation worked.

"I see. So that's why his face is all dirty, isn't it? Hey do you think he wants some cake too?"

the boys fall to the ground with relief.

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Honey's three bitter days!

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"You can't keep eating nothing but sweets all the time. You know you're gonna end up with a cavity"

"Oh don't worry. I always brush my teeth" As honey bite into the piece of cake on his fork he freezes up, curling in on himself in pain,catching the attention of the entire host club. "Honey-senpai is it?"

"It's nothing, kay?"

"Let me just take a look in your mouth"

"Hole still" "Honey-senpai please quit squirming"

"There's nothing wrong! Quite messing with me! Leave me alone!"

A large shadow casts over Honey, causing him to look up with a gasp. Mori lunges forward, taking Honey’s hand in one of his own and gripping his chin in the other, pinning him to a nearby sofa in one quick motion, despite sounds of protest from Honey.

The guests around to watch all scream in unison, Renge among them. “Yes! That’s it, that’s it! That’s what was missing. It’s… moe~!”

She wiggles in anticipation behind them. Mori presses his fingers on either of Honey’s cheeks and prompts him to open his mouth. Honey allows his jaw to fall slack despite firm protest, and Mori catches sight of the cavity plaguing one of Honey’s molars.

Tamaki peeks over the sofa to get a look, “So, is it… a cavity?”

“Yeah,” Mori replies plainly.

“It’s alright. I’ll be okay.” Honey whimpers unconvincingly.

Mori turns to face the leader "Tamaki" he manages to somehow convey his entire point in one word "Yes, you're right i'll take care of this"

Tamaki stepsto face all the guests and the host club, clearing his throat "Until honey-senpai gets over his cavity I'm afraid he can't have sweets. Therefore, we'll be supportive and ask that you kindly refrain from eating snacks in the club room until this ordeal is over"

Honey starts to tear up "no! No, don't Takashi. Please don't take my snacks away, you can't, don't do it. What'll I do without them?" Mori picks up a nearby slice of cake, moving it away "I can handle it! Please don't take away my cake!"

"No more cake"

Honey falls to the floor whailing.

"And that’s how it all began. One little cavity, and suddenly Honey-Senpai’s life became a living hell.”

You and kyoya's heads fall to the side simultaneously as you watch the scene unfolding. "Well, that's our small clothing budget issue fixed-ow!" you elbow him in the ribs. "You were thinking the same thing"

"Yes but I wasn't going to say it out loud!"

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As you are walking towards the host club you spot mori and a girl standing together in the hallway. You don't mean to eavesdrop, you really didn't. but there was no way to get through without interupting them so instead you hide behind a pillar.

"I just can't hide it any longer. I have to get this off my chest, i need to know what your feelings are towards me, and if you'll accept my love" Mori remains as stoic as ever.

"Will you, please? Unless of course, there's someone else. Please tell me. is there someone else who's dear to you?"

At the non-reply the girl sighs "There is isn't there? Huh I should've known" The girl runs off.

"You can come out now Y/n"

You awkwardly step out of your hiding place, you should have known that Mori would've picked up on your presence. "Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop- i just-"

Mori sighs, shaking his head. "You don't...have someone else...do you?" You ask, looking back to where the girl had ran off to. Mori looks back at you with a stern look. "Relax Mori-senpai, I am not the others, you can be honest with me and I won't jump into an insane scheme"

"No" You could tell from the look on his face that there was more to what he was saying. "But your heart is elsewhere anyway?"

You smile "You know Mori, you've been really vigilant on making sure Honey stays healthy" he remains silent, staring off in the distance. "Not all love has to be or is romantic" he still remains silent as expected.

"Perhaps, you feel that there is someone else that has your heart because someone else does, just not in a way that would make sense romantically, and that's okay" you give him a half hearted smile, starting to carry on down the hallway "Is that how you feel about Kyoya?"

You freeze at the question. "What?" you turn back to him "You love him, don't you? is that romantic love or something else?"

Your jaw hangs open, inhaling as you shake your head. Do you love kyoya? surely not, but....no- no of course not, that would be mad. "I- Kyoya and I are just- we...."

Mori's chin picked up "Oh I thought we were being honest" your face fell. "Mori!"

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Honey-Senpai’s 'get sweets’ strategy #1: Use the cute

With an adorable giggle, Honey prances toward Mori in nearly a slow-motion-like way, “Look, Takashi! My cavity is all better now!”

Unbothered, reading his novel, Mori sits at an empty table, one leg crossed over the other, “… you sure?”

“The swelling has even gone down!”

“… has it?”

“So~ Do you think I can have a piece of cake? Just one? Please?”

With a carefully calculated trajectory, Mori shoves a popsicle made of pure ice into Honey’s open mouth, resting against each and every one of his teeth.

Honey’s reaction proves his assertions otherwise- He gasps, yelps, and shivers, holding his swollen cheek with his hands and putting pressure on it.

Flourishing the popsicle, Mori strides away, unfazed, “You’re not fully recovered yet.”

Honey-Senpai’s 'get sweets’ strategy #2: The indirect method

Two unsuspecting guests enjoy their complimentary tea and finger sandwiches peacefully, unbothered. But, a threat soon makes itself known.

Honey hovers around them like a shark waiting to pounce, humming innocently, but his intentions indicate otherwise.

He turns and makes eye contact with them, to which they immediately avoid guiltily.

“What are you ladies drinking?” Honey waddles up to them.

“Um. Darjeeling tea, it’s really good!” The first guest cringes nervously.

“Yeah? What’re you going to have to eat?” Honey pries, getting closer and closer to his desired topic for conversation.

“Well… I was going to have a sandwich.” The second guest admits.

“Ahh. You know what you need? Some sweets! That tea would go well with something… sweet! Like, maybe some cake! C'mon, whaddya say?” Honey wiggles in anticipation, glancing back and forth between each guest.

One guest sighs, “Well… it would be good with cake…” She sighs.

“It sure would…” The first guest groans.

The girls exchange edgy looks, and they know what they must do.

A beat of silence passes, and they each stand up abruptly, slamming their cups of tea on their respective saucers in procession, and dash off in the opposite direction, each unwilling to face the confrontation.

“We’re so sorry, Honey!”

“But it’s for your own good!”

“B-b-but wait!” Honey reaches for them, teary-eyed. He hangs his head with a prominent pout.

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Honey-Senpai’s 'get sweets’ strategy #3: Pulling at the heartstrings

You stand with perfectly straight posture, arms folded behind your back as you observe the club processions quietly, finally off duty for once.

You hear a deep sigh and glance to your side through your peripheral vision. You find Honey, trudging in your direction with his head hung shamefully, sulking.

“Honey-Senpai?” You glance at him. He lets his head fall onto your upper arm and grips your sleeve tightly.

“y/n-chan… am I a bad person?” Honey lifts his head, revealing his glistening eyes. You almost flinch, lips pressing into a thin line at his show of emotion.

“I just don’t understand why God hates me. What have I done?” He whimpers pathetically.

He has definitely succeeded in pulling harshly at your heartstrings. As a result, you feel your chest ache.

But, you have an escape plan- metaphorically hiding behind someone whose heartstrings are pulled taught enough that nearly no one can pull.

“Um… let me just… go… ask Kyoya something.” You laugh nervously, stepping away from Honey and scurrying toward Kyoya at the other end of the clubroom.

Honey should have known better- everyone knows you to retreat to your safe place when you feel put on the spot… and that happens to be, unfortunately for him at this moment, Kyoya. He sighs, knowing you’re never coming back to confer with him.

You reach Kyoya and grip his sleeve. He’s facing away from Honey, so you position yourself in front of him and peek at Honey from afar. Kyoya’s brows furrow, glancing over his shoulder. You quickly stop him.

“Shh! Don’t look back over there! Pretend you need me,” You whisper, pleading.

“What are you-”

“Honey-Senpai’s giving me the eyes for sweets… I can’t let him find my stash,” you whine.

“You have a stash?” For some reason, Kyoya’s not all that surprised.

“Just a few… sweets in my book bag.” You should have thought this through- you’ve left your bag at an empty table. And, if Honey had a sixth sense for sweets, he could find them easily.

Honey pouts as he watches you talk to Kyoya and glance at him every now and then. Finally, Kyoya catches Honey’s eyes and makes eye contact with him for a split second before turning back to you, pushing up his glasses and seemingly asking you a question.

Honey chose the wrong person with the right connections.

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Honey had been broken down to menacingly pacing up and down the host club. The rest of you sat at a table nearby "He's gonna break"

"Would somebody please talk to him. He's scaring me" the door slams open, causing Hikaru to stand up "He's headed for the candy!"

"No need to worry, we emptied out all the sweets"

"Kyoya-senpai, you seem really chipper today"

"It's because he's won a debate on whether or not we should start renting costumes, that and because I stopped bringing my stash of candy to school" you muttered, not bothering to lift your cheek from the palm it was resting on.

Honey pulls out Tamaki's teddy bear, throwing it to the floor "Ah! he keeps doing that to my teddy bear!"

Honey falls to the floor "Well, there he goes"

"Three days and he gives up"

Tamaki slides over "Um, Honey-Senpai?"

Honey jumps to bite at Tamaki's arm "Ah! Somebody help me! He's eating my arm off!"

Mori stands up silently, walking over to him "Mitskuni, don't take this out on other people." Honey cuts out of it, letting go of Tamaki "You saved me, I thought I was a goner"

"It's disgraceful"

The word seemed to trigger Honey-Senpai "Takashi"

He throws him to the floor "You idiot! A little bit isn't gonna hurt me! You're so mean! You're such a hardhead! That's it I hate you! I hate you Takashi!" Honey runs off and out of the club room. "Hey, Mori-senpai" "That was harsh will you be alright?"

Mori stands up, stumbling about before falling to his knees, taking a table with him "Wow, senpai, it looks like he really got to you" "I don't know what's going on but it seems like you're self-destructing"

"Maybe honey-Senpai wouldn't hate you if you hadn't been so hard on him in the first place"

"It was on purpose" The realisation dawned on you that Mori may have misconstrued the conversation the two of you had in the corridor.

"hm?"

"Mori-Senpai, by any chance have you been acting like this because you're trying to get Honey-senpai to hate you?"

"Why would he do that?" "It makes no sense that would be like the end of the world for Mori-Senpai"

"Why would he do it on purpose?"

"Well maybe, because he was trying to punish himself....I'm right aren't I?"

"Yeah you are, this was my fault. Mitskuni has a cavity because I'm careless.twice before his Nap time I forgot to make him brush his teeth"

"But that's not really your responsibility. He should know better"

"But if Mitskuni has to get false teeth, it'll be my fault"

"Uh...don't worry that's not gonna happen"

"Wow what a pessimist"

"I wouldn't be able to live with myself right now if he hadn't thrown me down"

"Because he felt at fault, Mori-senpai wanted some sort of punishment from Honey-Senpai to make up for his failure"

"Well...while that certainly makes a nice story and everything" "It was just a little cavity, right?"

The door opens to reveal Honey and Tamaki "Well there you have it Honey-senpai. What will you do now?"

Honey wells up, running across the room wailing to get to Mori "i'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Takashi! I promise I won't forget to brush my teeth again! I won't forget!"

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“A few days later, Honey-Senpai recovered from his painful cavity. So the host club decided to lift their ban on sweets, and Honey-Senpai can greedily stuff his face once more.”

Seated at a single table in the back corner, Kyoya clutches a group of receipts in one hand and a calculator in the other. Overwhelmed by numbers, he sighs, slouching in his chair defeatedly.

“What’s with Kyoya-Senpai? He looks depressed about something.” Haruhi observes.

“Honey-Senpai’s back to eating sweets; the prices of those snacks add up and can get overwhelming,”

"Here" you approach him with a piece of paper. He appears tense as he looks up at you "What's this?" he takes it from you. "I reworked the budget to account for Honey's sweet influx but without having to sacrifice the costumes"

"What?"

"I knew this was going to end eventually, and when it does Honey's sweet consumption was going to skyrocket. I thought I'd save you the headache"

"That's very...thoughtful...and efficient. Thank you"

"Well...it's our job isn't it?"

Kyoya tilts his chin up, and for a moment you could have sworn you saw the beginnings of a smile. "I suppose it is"

Next time on patience 'Y/N in wonderland!'

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[juanarc-thethird]

What can I get you? #7

Bleiss is once again spying on Jaune as he works to find more of his housewreckers admirers . She wears a costume like last time. A large khaki trench coat, sunglasses and a discreet black hat that covers her hair.

Meanwhile, Jaune continues doing his job normally. While out of the corner of his eye he watches Bleiss sitting at the back of the restaurant eating her seventh hamburger.

Jaune: (Does she really think I don't notice her in that costume?)

He says to himself

Then a new client appears in front of him. A girl a little taller than normal, wearing a green dress, a green beret that she matches, and very round black glasses. But what caught her attention the most was her long curly reddish hair that reached the middle of her back.

She looked a little shy, as if this was the first time she had come to a place like this. She prepares to speak and says…

Random guy: You're taking too long, girl!

A man says as he cuts the line and stands in front of her. Pushing her back from such action. Luckily she doesn't fall, just her glasses get loose a little.

Bleiss: (What an asshole!)

Random Guy: I want an enlarged number 9 and a chocolate shake, pronto.

Jaune: I'm sorry but you will have to wait your turn. The young lady behind you was first.

Random guy: Come on boy, she was taking too long. Just give me what I order and I'll get the hell out of here.

Jaune: I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait like everyone else.

Random guy: Listen to me asshole, I'm starving. Give me my damn food and I'll get the fuck out of here.

At that moment you could see a vein forming on Jaune's forehead. His co-workers notice and move away a little.

Jaune: I'm sorry, but as I mentioned before, the lady behind you came first. Once she finishes giving me her order, I will gladly help you.

Random guy: Don't you listen to me, you moron! I'm starving here! Give me my fucking food!

Jaune: Sir, I can't...

Random guy: I don't give a fuck! Give me my food now!

At that moment Jaune's smile disappeared and his face changed to anger.

Jaune: *Furious* I don't give a flying fuck about your food. I mean, who the fuck do I look like? Your goddamn servant?

Random guy: W-What?! You can't talk like that!

Jaune: Bitch, I can talk to you any way I fucking want! But fuck it, if you really want your food so bad. Then let's go to the parking lot, and I'll drag you all the way to the dumpster so you can eat something. But if you don't want that, then Wait. Your. Fucking. Turn. Got it?!

Random guy: Y-Yes, sir.

Bleiss: *Blushing* (Fuck~💕 That was hot~)

Jaune: *Smiles* Good. Now can you give the lady some space, please.

Random guy: O-Of course.

The guy moves out of the way and the girl walks to the counter.

Jaune: What would you like to order, Miss?

Taking her gaze away from Jaune's. She hugs her book tightly and looks hard into Jaune's eyes. She looks nervous and her face is completely flushed. She tries to say something but it's hard for her.

Jaune: It's ok, take your time.

He says with his bright smile

?????: M-My...

Jaune: Yes?

Penny: M-My n-name is Pe-Pe-Penny!

Jaune: Nice to meet you Penny. My name is Jaune. What would you like to order? Or do you need help with the menu?

Penny: I...

Jaune: *Smiling*

Penny: I...!

Jaune: Hm?

Penny: I NEED TO GO!

Penny runs towards the exit, leaving Jaune confused.

Jaune: Did I scare her?

Unknown to him, Penny was outside against the wall of the restaurant. He hugs her tightly while she breathes softly. She then moves the book away from her body. And as she looks at the cover she says.

Penny: I finally found him~

Revealing the cover that says "Rapunzel"

Showing a girl trapped in a tower with very long hair, being rescued by a knight using said hair to climb.

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[queercanon13]

The Karma music video is packed with queer and sapphic themes. But what’s with that yellow beret?

We all watched the Karma music video on Friday (or Saturday), right? And then we all watched it ten more times because there IS JUST SO MUCH THERE. Right?!

I can’t even begin to unpack the whole thing yet, but let’s talk about the yellow brick road scene.

Taylor is obviously wearing ruby slippers (“the rubies that I gave up”) alluding to Dorothy/the Wizard of Oz. But she’s not wearing the rest of Dorothy’s getup. That’s because she’s not Dorothy, but in fact a friend of Dorothy.

She’s holding a broom (lots of witchy themes from her lately) and blows a kiss of blue (iykyk) glitter to three grim reapers (the two SBs and…?).

She’s keeping her side of the street clean, which harkens to the YNTCD MV where she clearly shows which side of the street she’s on:

Other things of note: it appears there are daisies embroidered on her collar, as well as growing along the yellow brick road. Her braids are also looped (“your braids make a pattern”).

The yellow brick road itself may be a nod to Elton John and his album/song Goodbye Yellow Brick Road. Here are some of the lyrics from that song, as well as a generally accepted analysis of the lyrics:

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Seems like it would be super relatable to Taylor, right? Add in Elton John’s queerness/coming out journey, and the parallels continue.

There are probably a hundred other things I’m missing just from that scene alone, but what I really wanna talk about is the yellow beret, especially in light of current news surrounding Taylor.

When I saw the yellow beret, I furiously googled “yellow beret” + the names of Taylor’s muses, but I came up empty-handed. Because Taylor is specifically not wearing a Dorothy costume, I knew that fucking hat had to mean something. Then I remembered — isn’t yellow beret a military term? And we know she loves a good war story. To Google I went, and the results did not disappoint.

During the Vietnam war, all physicians in the US had a mandatory draft order. One of the ways to avoid the draft was to apply for a position with a Public Health Service program called the NIH Associates Training Program. Because the elite program was highly competitive, only a small percentage of doctors were able to serve their required military time without going to war.

Yellow beret was a self-deprecating and derogatory term used by and for doctors who avoided getting a green beret/going to war (yellow can be associated with cowardice, i.e. “yellow-bellied”) via the NIH program.

Sounding familiar? But wait there’s more.

Bob Seger wrote a song in 1966 called The Ballad of the Yellow Beret. It was written as a parody of the song The Ballad of the Green Berets. Here are some of the lyrics (I encourage you to read all of them!):

Verse 1: Fearless cowards of the USA // Bravely here at home they stay // They watch their friends get shipped away // The draft dodgers of the Yellow Beret

Okay, I’m seated.

Verse 3: Men who faint at the sight of blood // Their high-heeled boots weren't meant for mud // The draft board will hear their sob stories today // Only the best win the yellow beret

Oooookay.

Verse 4: Back at home a young wife waits // Her yellow beret has met his fate // He's been drafted for marching in a protest //Leaving her his last request

Are you screaming yet? Just wait.

Verse 5: Put a yellow streak down my son's back // Make sure that he never ever fights back // At his physical have him say he's gay // Have him win the yellow beret

And if that wasn’t enough, two of the last lyrics are “I've got a pimple on my trigger finger” (ew) and “well, we were planning on having children sometime soon” (devastating). These themes also align with The Great War, epiphany, etc.

But despite attempts to diminish their efforts through claims of cowardice, these “yellow beret” physician-scientists contributed to some of the most important and innovative medical research we have today. Dr. Fauci attended the training program, as well as nine others who went on to win Nobel Prizes.

Could it be that Taylor is trying to tell us that, while it looks like she dodged the draft (didn’t come out), she’s doing some important mastermind shit behind the scenes? Only time will tell, but since we are now at “dawn,” I believe daylight is soon to follow. ☀️

[magnetothemagnificent]

[id: eight images of a young man with beige skin dressed up in a Bucky Barnes cosplay making various poses to show off different angles of the costume. He is wearing a dark blue jumpsuit over red leggings and blue boots. He is wearing a red beret and red gloves and the suit has a red collar and red embroidered cuffs. He is wearing a utility belt with a silver buckle that has a star in the center. His suit is double breasted and he has a red white and blue badge on his left side, and an American flag patch on his right shoulder and a team emblem on the left. He is wearing a black domino mask, and in some poses he is utilizing a prop knife. He has a green camo handkerchief in his right back pocket and an orange handkerchief in his left back pocket. ]

Added a red detachable collar (can be switched out for yellow) and liberty cuffs to the ensemble hehe

[belchka]

• Rating RE characters’ designs •

Rebecca Chambers

Desclaimer: these are my personal opinions based on how much I like the face model/outfit

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Resident Evil 1996

6/10 I love the anime style of the first RE but Rebecca’s first design is lacking compared to others. Not a fan of her shoes, it’s giving Ronald McDonald- and why are her gloves green?

Resident Evil Remastered (2002)

9/10 Super cute! Really solid design overall. Her uniform looks much better than in the og.

Resident Evil 0 (2002)

8/10 While her outfit is the exact same, they changed her face, and I don’t get why. She doesn’t look bad, but there’s just something off about her. Her hair looks weird too.

Resident Evil 0 HD Wesker mode (2015)

8 maybe 8.5/10 This mode is so random but I’m vibing. Love the red eyes, but not so much the bangs. It’s not as good as Jill’s battlesuit design but the thigh-high latex socks are a nice touch. I don’t really understand how her P30 device is over her clothes, seems impractical, and possibly painful.

RE 0 Alternative costumes: Classic, STARS 1997, Sportswear, Cheerleader, Western

Classic 6/10 Once again, not a big fan.

STARS 1997 6/10 I don’t really get it. The layered shorts are more Claire’s thing imo.

Sportswear 7.5/10 The infamous basketball outfit that tainted Wesker’s reputation (jk). It’s very simple, there’s not much going for it, but I think it suits her character a lot and she looks good in it.

Cheerleader 7+/10 It’s just your standard cheerleader crop top and miniskirt combo. She’s cute though.

Western 8.5/10 Surely one of her best costumes. I really like the shorts, she looks good!

RE 0 Alternative costumes: Leather, Nurse, STARS Prototype

Leather 10/10 She’s serving cunt. Everything about this is great, I love it so much. Low waisted leather pants with the layered belts? Hell yeah. It’s not something you’d expect for Rebecca but it works so well.

Nurse 7/10 This is nice, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t know how I feel about it.

STARS Prototype 8.5 maybe 9/10 I love the white beret and the shoulder pads.

Resident Evil Vendetta (2017)

7.5/10 Can we please give Rebecca ankle length pants for once? It’s not even that bad, but it’s just so lazy. Really like the face model though, perhaps her best.

10/10 Now this is a whole different story. Amazing. I love the lace, the long sleeves- such a beautiful dress, and she wears it very nicely too.

Resident Evil Death Island (2023)

6+/10 Don’t get me wrong, she’s pretty, but her hair is so big it makes her look disproportionate. At least for once they put her in a black vest instead of a white one. Not a fan of this shade of green either. Overall, it’s okay, but there’re better versions.

[rustycopper4use]

It’s Always Been You (Re-write)

Pt 12

….

“Welcome!”

….

“Cmon wear it!” The twins chase Haruhi holding up a revealing bunny-girl costume.

“No way!” Haruhi stumbles her elbow hitting a tea cup, spilling its contents. 

Usa-chan!

“Now you’ve done it!” Tamaki gasped at the scene, Usa-chan drenched in tea.

“It done alright.” Kaoru looks upon it.

“But it wasn’t our fault.”

"What?! You idiots, you're the ones who bumped into it, right!?" Tamaki shirked.

"Only because Haruhi was running away!" Hikaru and Karou pulled Haruhi into a embrace,

"We were trying to catch her 'cause we wanted to have some fun and dress her up in cosplay." 

“So what? We cosplay all the time!” Tamaki said, in a very ‘calm’ way.

Hikaru gives a evil grin,

“We weren't going with the usual host club costumes!"

"We want to see Haruhi in bunny cosplay, disguised as a girl."

“Especially since we got Y/n to do it for us, we think it’s her turn.” Karou grins.

“Disguised as a girl..?” Haruhi blankly spoke.

"You'd like to see it too, wouldn't you?" The two wiggled their brows suggestively at Tamaki.

Tamaki turns red.

“I definitely want to see that…” Tamaki freezes and began harshly yanking at his hair.

“What am i thinking, there’s no time for stuff like that right now!” Tamaki points to the twins.

“I know what you’re up to! You’re trying to distract me from the mess you made! Get away from Haruhi! You punks!”

“No way~” the twins taunt pulling Haruhi impossibly closer.

“Let me go!” Haruhi whined trying to pull away.

“I know you’re-“

“Excuse me, we don’t have any guests at the moment, so I don’t mind if you make a racket, but please be careful. You don’t want to wake up honey-senpai.” Kyoya interrupted, still tapping away at his computer.

The group freezes, looking over to Honey sleeping, peacefully.

“He’s a third year and he still takes afternoon naps?” Haruhi looked towards a peaceful Honey sleeping on the couch.

“Everyone has their vices, and without mine I would’ve killed Tamaki long ago.” Y/n shrugged. 

“Why am I always the victim of your violent fantasies?!” Tamaki exclaimed, Y/n just shrugged again.

“Because it’s you.” He shrugged. “That doesn’t make any sens-!”

“Well we’re going to have to tell him about the bunny at some point. Let’s just wake him up and apologize.” Haruhi began walking towards Honey.

“Nope.” Y/n picks Haruhi up, placing her behind the couch with Hikaru, Karou, and Tamaki.

“Honey-senpai wakes up in a very bad mood after napping.” Y/n pats Haruhi on the head.

“If he gets in a bad mood, it affects the entire host club.” 

“Now this may be a rumour, but the Haninozuka family once visited a U.S. military base to give combat training. Supposedly, Honey-senpai slept through most of it because of his jet lag.” “Then a soldier came in and carelessly tried to wake him up. Since he had been sleeping for so long…” “On that day, he wiped out two entire platoons of soldiers, and not just any soldiers, green berets!” “And I’ve heard we’ve had diplomatic issues with American ever since that day!” Tamaki rambled,

The twins shivered. “How terrifying!”

"And we've got a bigger problem. Usa-Chan was handmade for Huni-Senpai by his deceased grandmother. You've seen how he carries it around, that little bunny is his most prized possession! I can't imagine how he's going to react when he wakes up, and sees that his precious Usa-Chan is ruined!" Tamaki shakes. 

“He’s gonna do to us what his did to those green berets!” The three screams. “You’re exaggerating. It’s impossible for that story to be true. I mean, c’mon.” Haruhi deadpanned.

“Did you see what Honey-Senpai did to those police officers back in chapter 7? I think it’s fair to say at least some of the story is true.” Y/n crossed his arms.

“It is! And there’s other evidence that Honey-senpai has an evil side to him. Listen this, his blood type is AB, how do you like that?” “Yeah so what?” Haruhi raises her brow.

“He’s saying he is the blood type as Kyoya.” Y/n lazily points to Kyoya. This got to Haruhi as she began freaking out along with the trio.

“What’s the matter you guys have a problem with my blood type?” Kyoya counties tapping away on his laptop.

“Don’t they treat blood types the same as astrology signs here?” Y/n looks over to Kyoya.

Honey rolls over in his sleep with a sigh.

“This is bad! We have to do something quick before he wakes up. Hikaru, Kaoru!” Tamaki snaps his fingers. “Sir!” The twins whispered with a salute.

“Why is everything life or death with this club.” Y/n sits next to Kyoya, leaning his head on the palm of his hand.

“I mean don’t they realize they can just, y’know wash it.” Y/n observed the Twins digging through their costume chest.

“They’re worried he might find out, and what he’ll do.” Kyoya continues to type,

“Obviously I know but it’s not like they teared him apart.” Y/n exhaled, watching the group go down in flames. However his vision is impaired when Hikaru and Karou hold up a pink mascot-like bunny costume.

“Absolutely not.” Y/n shakes his head.

“Please~” They give him puppy eyes.

“No I somehow got convinced to wear your bunny-girl outfit, I am putting my foot down” 

“Please.” The twins plea.

“No.”

 “You’re our only hope! Haruhi wont wear it!” They cried.

Honey sits up from his slumber, rubbing his eyes. The host club watches him in dead silence.

“He’s awake! We’ll have to use a substitute, we’ve got no choice!” Tamaki quickly places down a brown teddy bear.  Honey looks to his side, staring blankly at the bear, he grabs it. The hosts hold their breath, Honey flings the bear across the room

“Not my teddy bear!” Tamaki cried.

“He’s gonna come after us next!” The twins hug each other.

Honey slowly walks towards the table Usa-chan resided. And saw the state of him.

“He just spotted the bunny!”

He looks up to the host club with a stone cold glare.

“Who’s responsible for this. Who got Usa-chan dirty?”

“Want some?” Y/n hands over a container of popcorn to kyoya.

“Where did you even get that?”

“Answer the question, do you want any?” He lightly shakes the container. Kyoya reached in to grab some.

“Someone please help us! Mori-senpai please protect us!” Tamaki and the others cried out.

“He wanted tea. So Usa-chan decided to have a drink.” Mori calmly explained.

“I see! So that’s why his face is dirty, isn’t it! Do you think he wants some cake too?” Honey now sunshine and giggles, holds up Usa-chan.

…

Not long club hours finally start and guests start piling in. And like second nature Y/n and Kyoya are off to the side watching the rest of the club. 

However something is different this time.

"Huni, how do you like to have chocolate? Mousse? Bonbons? Wait, I bet chocolate cake is your favorite, huh?" One of Honey guests smiled.

"Umm let's see, well, I like them all! I love anything chocolate, Usa-Chan, and all of you ladies!" Honey giggled, the girls swooned at this.

"Oh he's so cute!"

 "That was a close call earlier, huh Senpai." Haruhi looks over to Tamaki.

"No kidding! I'm glad we settled that Usa-Chan issue without any violence." Tamaki lets a sigh.

Haruhi went over to Honey, bringing a tray of tea to the table. “Uh honey-senpai, you can’t keep eating nothing but sweets all of the time. Y’know you’re gonna end up getting a cavity.” She placed down the tray. “Oh don’t worry about it, I always brush my teeth!” Honey takes a bite and freezes.

“Oh?” Y/n eyes widened a bit.

“Honey-senpai… is… it…?” Haruhi worriedly looks to Honey.

“Nah it’s nothing.. don’t worry about it..” honey holds his cheek, tears brimming at the corners of his eyes. The twins hold Honey down on his chair.

“Just let me take a look in your mouth!” Haruhi struggled, as Honey throughs a fit.

“Hold still..”

Honey is still moving, delaying what’s doom to come. “Honey-senpai, please quit squirming!”

“There’s nothing wrong with me! Quit messing with me!” Honey eyes watered. “Leave me alone!”

Mori quietly walks up to Honey, he pushes Honey down onto the sofa, using his hand to look at Honeys mouth. The guests swoon at the display.

"Yes, that's it, that's it! That's what was missing! It's moe~!" Renge watches the two.

“Why are our guests obsessed with incest.” Y/n groaned.

“So it’s a cavity?” Tamaki pops up. “Yeah.” “It’s alright, I’ll be okay.” Honey whimpered. “Tamaki.” Mori looks over to the blonde.

Yes, you’re right, I’ll take care of this.” Tamaki clears his throat.

“Until Honey-senpai gets over his cavity, I’m afraid he can’t have sweets.”

“Therefore, we’ll be supportive and ask that you kindly refrain from eating snacks in the club till this whole ordeal is over.”

"N-no! No don't Takashi, please don't take my snacks away." Honey pleads, grabbing onto Mori.

"You can't, don't do it.. What'll I do without them?"

Mori simply takes away Honey’s unfinished cake slice.

"I can handle it! Please don't take away my cake!!" He chases after him.

“No more cake.”

…

The next day arrives, and Honey is now walking around with a ribbon tied around his head, the bow imitating bunny ears. Everyday, was Honeys personal hell, It felt like Mori was personally punishing him.

"It's too bad Tamaki. I wanted to give you some of the chocolates specially made by our new patissier. My family just hired him from France, but I can't share them with you because you're not eating sweets." Tamaki’s guest sighed in disappointment.

"Do not fret my princess, for the present I must abstain for poor Huni-Senpai's sake. But eventually we'll be able to share chocolate together again." Tamaki holds the girls hand,

 "Oh the friendship you boys have is absolutely beautiful."

"I believe things will work out for the better this way my dear. I'm sure it's delicious but, no chocolate could ever be able to withstand the heat wave of my love. So it would all melt and go to waste." He rubs circles on the girl’s hand.

“Oh Tamaki~”

"Impressive boss, that was quite an act." Hikaru slides behind him.

"Missing sweets, aren't you."

Tamaki waves his hand,

 "Eh- Buzz off. The club's number one priority is our guests. All that matters is their happiness."

“You had better What yourselves out there. Don’t give any sweets to Honey-senpai no matter what tricks he resorts to and incidentally those instructions came from Mori-senpai, this wasn’t my doing.” Kyoya smiled, with an upbeat attitude.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself.” Y/n grinned.

“Is it possible it’s related to the lack of money going towards Honey’s addiction.” Y/n spoke with a knowing smile.

“It’s a possibility.” Kyoya smiled.

“It’s weird seeing you like this” Y/n joked.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Never mind. But how long do you think Honey’s gonna start using his special skills.” Y/n raises a brow.

“I believe he’s already started.”

“Hm?”

Kyoya points behind Y/n, he turns and nearly jumps out of his skin, Honey was right behind him.

 “Jesus! A warning next time Honey-senpai.” Y/n gasped.

“Sorry for scaring you… but I was just wondering if.. you had sweets to spare?” He gave a puppy dog look.

“…I mean I have no candy on me, so can’t really help you…” Y/n, slid his bag farther from Honey.

Honey took this as a personal attack, yanking the bag from Y/n and began digging through it on the floor. Any items he didn’t want he tossed them in a pile behind him.

“He’s lost it.” Y/n mumbled, the once organized bag sat in ruins, right in front of his eyes.

Honey flips the bag upside down, more stuff fell out, but nothing seemed to please Honey.

“Aren’t you going to stop him?” Kyoya looks over to the mess on the floor.

“I have nothing to hide, and from experience I’m not intervening when someone has withdrawals.” Y/n raises his hands.

Honey began piling an absurd amount of energy drinks. Honey flips the bag upside down, and finds nothing. He pouted and stormed off.

“Great now he just left everything on the floor.” He tiredly rubbed his face. He sighed a grabbed the pile of clutter into the table.

“Now is a better time to clean my bag I guess..” Y/n places his bag on the table.

“You should’ve stopped him.”

“Yeah, yeah I know.” Y/n waves a hand dismissively.

He starts organizing the pile. As kyoya ‘helped’.

“I have to ask, how did you fit all of this into your bag?” Kyoya picked out the third deck of cards.

“Think of my bag like Mary Poppin’s bag, it’s magic” Y/n takes the deck from Kyoya’s hand, placing it back into the side pocket of his bag.

A black and red book got Kyoya’s eye. He pulled it from the pile and looked at it.

The cover had a black design of a diamond, against a red backdrop, on the borders of the book had the different suits of cards. He flipped it opened and inside was fairly new paper, the writings consisted of typical casino card game rules, how to mix certain drinks, with stray messy notes of reminders on the margins, off topic rants, along with contact information underlined.

“Hm? What did you find-“ He looks at the small book, his eye widening.

“Are you reading my notebook?” Y/n eyes twitch.

“I’ll just take that-“ Y/n removes the notebook from Kyoya’s hands, his fingers brushing his in the process.

“You don’t see me go through your book.” He muttered, sliding the red book in a secret compartment in his bag.

He placed the last bit of objects back in the bag.

“We should probably empty out the kitchen now.” Y/n sighed.

…

Third Day…

The third day rolls around and Honey isn’t doing any better, he’s been pacing around in the kitchen. The club was getting worried, sure they expected him to be upset. But they weren’t thinking how much Honey would change.

“He’s gonna crack.” Tamaki stared at the ticking time bomb. “Would someone please talk to him, he’s scaring me…” kaoru mumbled.

“It worse than when Y/n’s ‘games’ had to be put on probation.” Hikaru grabs his brother.

Honey walks over to a separate area in the host room,

“He’s heading for the Candy!”

Honey ripped open a cabinet, nearly knocking it off its hinges.

“No need to worry, we emptied out of all the sweets.” Kyoya happily mentioned.

“And now I have an entire room filled with candy.” Y/n sighed.

Honey grabs the bear that replaced the candy, and slammed it in cold blood.

“He’s keeps doing that to my teddy bear!” Tamaki cried.

Honey stumbled out of the kitchen, and before he got far he tumbled. Almost like a rag doll.

“Well there he goes.” “-Three days and he gives up.”

“Withdrawal is real monster to deal with, though he lasted longer than I thought.” Y/n walks towards the limp Honey.

“Are you okay?” He lends out a hand.

Honey looked at his hand, way too long.

‘Why do I have a bad feeling-‘

He then latched on to Y/n and bites into him, bound to leave a nasty scar,

“JESUS—! The son of a bitch bit me!” Y/n tries shakes Honey off, but he holds on.

“Shit! Get off!” Y/n pushes Honey’s face, but with no results.

“You motherfucker-“ Y/n stops as Mori approaches them.

“Mitsukuni, don’t take this out on other people.” Mori stares at Honey.

He lets go, but now he’s glaring at Mori. Y/n immediately backs away, putting as much distance as he could.

He looks back at the bite, and sees blood soaking through the uniform, goddamnit. Y/n holds his arm as hastily grabs his bag and walks out of the Host room, heading for the nearest bathroom.

He slams the door behind him. He puts the bag on the counters by the sinks, and he takes off his blazer.

Only find nearly his entire white button up sleeve is drenched in blood, He cringed at the state of it. How could someone so small do this???

He quickly went back to digging through his bottomless pit of a bag. For the life of him he couldn’t find his bandages, where was it? He could’ve sworn he left them… he. Left. Them. On. The. Table.

“What now…” Y/n gritted his teeth, tears threatened to spill.

‘Knock’ ‘Knock’

“Busy!” Y/n strained his voice.

‘Please leave’

“It’s me Y/n.” Kyoya spoke, his voice muffled.

He stared at the door, before opening it. Kyoya stood there holding out a beaten up first aid kit.

“You forgot to put this back in your bag.” He placed the kit next to Y/n.

“The one time I need it too.” Y/n groaned. Already begging for this day to end.

“Look you don’t have to stay, I can handle it.”

“I highly doubt it.”

“I- fine don’t have to be smug bastard about it.” He huffed, pulling himself up on the marble counter

Kyoya opened the kit, he pulled out bandages and a small bottle of disinfectant.

“You need to take off your shirt.” He sets down the supplies next to him.

‘Hot— NO. Defence mechanisms go.’

“Doctor!” Y/n begins unbuttoning his shirt, sliding it off his body.

“We have to stop meeting like this.” Y/n motions vaguely towards his bare chest.

Kyoya just stared at him.

“Give me your arm.”

He listens and holds it out. He began cleaning the wound.

“So what’s the diagnosis, doc? How long do I have to live?” Y/n joked.

flustered with the fact he could feel Kyoya’s breath on him. His heart now beating faster for a different reason.

“You’ve already made this joke before.” Kyoya looks up at him, still holding his injured arm.

“I did, didn’t I? It’s hard to be original when I currently have a bite wound.” Y/n leans against the bathroom mirror.

“I’ll have to disinfect the wound. it’s going to hurt.” He placed a swab to area, causing the male to hiss and flinch away.

“Sor—“

“We’ve established this before Kyoya, you’re not.” Y/n gave a small laugh.

Kyoya finally finished up, wrapping the bandage snuggly around the arm.

“Wait I just remembered… don’t have a spare uniform..” he looked towards the bloodied uniform. He became an acutely aware he was still shirtless.

“That’s why I brought an extra.” Kyoya holds up a bag.

“How do you get all of these spare uniforms?” “Do you want answers or do you want a shirt?” He swipes the bag and puts on the new button up.

“Try to not get any blood on it this time.”

“I can’t promise that.”

He puts the blazer on completing the uniform.

They both walked out of the bathroom, Y/n stuffing his hands in his pockets.

“I just realized something.” 

“Hm?” 

“Out of all the hosts you’re the one that has seen me without my top the most.” Y/n very bluntly said.

“Maybe let’s keep it that way.” Kyoya pushes up his glasses.

“Aww, are you jealous~” Y/n gives a sly grin.

“No.” He responded to quickly.

“-I’m just saying it’s better if it’s me, than the others.” Why was he… Nervous?

…

Serval days later…

Kyoya sat next to Y/n. He had a calculator in his hand, surrounded by mountains of paper work.

“It really is an addiction huh?” Y/n spoke looking at one of the bills.

“An expensive one…” Kyoya grumbled.

“Are you suddenly glad my at least brings money.” Y/n smiled.

[mintywolf]

A Long Road Home - Page 69 Author Notes

Page 69

This scene appears pretty much as it is here in the opening chapter of Remember Us, except that it cuts off before the last panel. The idea of Matilda desperately crying out “I’m alive, I’m alive,” with her last thoughts haunted me so much that I didn’t want to diminish the impact of the line by slipping it into a fic that had a lot else going on.

Throughout the first chapter and in fact up until just the previous page Imogen has been steadfastly insisting “you’re alive” about Laudna, unwilling to believe otherwise. Laudna herself has been evasive about the subject (the last page was the first time she has explicitly referred to herself as dead) but now Imogen is finally about to find out that there’s more nuance to that answer than she thought.

In an earlier version of the script this was going to be what led to Laudna telling Imogen her story. I decided the chapter worked better leading up to that so I moved it to the end. The lead-in was also different, Imogen was experiencing the dream as though it was happening to her:

Panel 1: But her dream is an unfamiliar one. Everything has a grim, slightly grey-blue cast to it like Laudna's memories. She's seated at a long table at an unimaginably decadent dinner party. She is wearing strange clothes, including a light blue tabard with white fox fur trim over one shoulder and blue feathers in her hair, which is braided. Six others are around her -- a big man in warpaint, a dark-haired boy in black, a freckled, red-haired girl in green, a pale-haired young man with glasses and a fancy coat, and two children, a little boy in a purple beret and a little blonde girl wearing a blue tunic and a talisman. They all look like they've been dressed for a costume party. Panel 2: At the head of the table she can see the lord and lady of the estate, a beautiful and imposing pair. The lady in particular is regarding her thoughtfully. Panel 3: Then she's being dragged away by guards, while the lady watches. Panel 4: Then she's huddled on a stone floor, blood running from her mouth, vainly trying to protect herself from a brutal beating by the guards, while the lady watches. Panel 5: Finally, she is hanging from a massive dead tree alongside the other six dinner guests, struggling in a panic with the noose, although the others around her are dead. Blood is running down either side of her neck. Panel 6: And at the foot of the tree, the lady is watching.

I liked the reminder that when Imogen is experiencing someone else’s dreams she’s probably seeing them like they’re her own rather than like watching a movie, but since I hadn’t done that with the earlier Matilda flashbacks (I think this one was actually written first, it was a relic of a very early version of the script that persisted until recently) I didn’t like the discontinuity. It also clearly is building up to the answer to Laudna’s other great mystery —

Imogen: I had . . . I had a horrible nightmare, only it wasn't the same one as usual. There was a . . . a real fancy dinner party, and a castle, and a big ol' dead tree, and . . . and a lady . . . Laudna: So you met Lady D, did you? I thought you might, eventually. Imogen: What do you mean?

— the identity of Lady D, which I also felt gave the chapter more narrative focus if it was moved to the end.

But there still needed to be some reason for Imogen to find out that Laudna is not as alive as she used to be and start asking about her past, so the result was this scene, originally written for the END of Laudna’s flashback sequence as it was told chronologically, becoming an absolute sucker punch.

It’s not clear whether or not the Sun Tree effigies were still alive when they were put in the tree. (My inexpert forensic analysis is that if they were executed by hanging their hands would have been tied, which would have prevented Laudna from escaping when she was reawakened.) Her own account of what happened, as she told to Orym, was this:

And then… That was it. They dragged me away, separated me from my parents. I was brutally beaten and then… It's a little fuzzy after that. But next thing I remember was waking up, being hung from a tree. It was the Sun Tree, actually. It was quite a spectacle. [x]

She doesn’t specify whether the waking up happened before or after she died. My interpretation is that she was supposed to be beaten to death before being put on display, but Strength of the Grave restored her last remaining hp on the way to the tree so she was more conscious than she wanted to be, in the end.

And Delilah just didn't care, because she was nothing more to her at that point than a doll intended for display.

[prismartist]

ID: a flushed logainne staring at her left hand in awe, sparkles around her. she wears glasses, a light brown vest with a white collar and pink ribbon, a light blue blazer, and a purple beret. she has blonde hair in bangs and twin braids. End ID.

ID: chip and leaf embracing each other. chip stares off into the distance, blushing with wide eyes, thinking “marigold…” leaf tucks his head into chip’s neck also wide-eyed, blushing and thinking, “warm…” leaf wears a wolf hat, a pink shirt, and a brown vest with patches. chip wears a white-and-teal striped collared sweater with a white cardigan tied around his shoulders. End ID.

ID: leaf collapsed in a passageway between two seats, one side seating logainne, who jumps. they are both startled. there is a “fwump!” onomatopoeia. in addition to their previously described clothes, leaf wears light blue sweatpants and white sneakers, logainne wears a grey skirt, translucent stockings, white socks and sneakers. End ID.

ID: leaf pointing at a shiny sticker on his arm and simply stating, “i got a sticker.” End ID.

ID: marcy staring up at jesus gliding in the air. jesus is smiling serenely with closed eyes, twirling a yellow ribbon. his hair is very shiny. marcy is awed. jesus has a large heart on his chest surrounded by gold. marcy wears her hair in high pigtails and a large red ribbon, a yellow sweater, and orange tartan overalls. End ID.

ID: a blurry mitch in the background sprinting towards panch, who looks back at mitch in a crab-like position, anxious and sweating. mitch’s eyes are red and flared. above him are the words in asterisks, "protective mode activated". mitch wears a denim vest and pants over a white shirt and a blue bandanna. panch wears a dark blue vest over a light blue shirt and black bowtie, glasses, and brown flannel pants. End ID.

ID: carl dad holding a drink, sprinkling something on the ground with a popped leg. logainne watches in the background, jaw dropped in horror. above in red all caps text reads, “vine boom.” carl dad is wearing glasses, a purplish-blue blazer over a dark pink shirt, light blue sweatpants and dark blue shoes. End ID.

ID: illustrations of carl dad. 1: he moves to the left with a raised limp wrist, exaggeratedly saying, “Miss Peretti, you’re so funny!” 2: he cups his cheek, looking distressed, saying, “Oh my god, this isn’t the bathroom!” 3: he gestures behind him at logainne, who is saying “beeee!” and angrily says, “clap!” slightly behind him is dan, who smiles enthusiastically with closed eyes. dan wears a colorful striped shawl over a dark blue shirt. End ID.

ID: barfee and olive sitting next to each other. they hold out their hands flat in front of them. olive grins up at barfee, slightly hunched, while barfee stares at her hands, intrigued. barfee wears a yellow shirt, a blue vest with yellow cloud-like objects on it, brown shorts and a straw hat with a chin strap. olive wears purple fingerless gloves, a green hoodie over a white-and-green striped polo, and blue pants. she has her hair in low pigtails and a green headband with a small ribbon. End ID.

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Some of my favorite lil moments in my local production of 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee!! It has been so much fun interning for this lovely show and i wanted to share some propaganda via fanart. If you're in or around the Makati area, please pleaaase check it out, i implore, it's so creative and energetic and fun. This was my first proper exposure to the show and honestly i think it was perfect. The direction, choreo, costumes, character choices, are all SO amazing!!!!

Information can be found at the Sandbox Collective's Instagram or Facebook page :D

also yes, these are all things that more or less really happened in the production. including the vine boom (kind of. it was a different dramatic sting but still).

can you tell leaf is my favorite fjkdfjs

[whoslaurapalmer]

RSU: asoue netflix

there are, in fact, things i do like or appreciate about the show!!

-i genuinely do love seeing babybea!! actually having a scene where she interacts with lemony is really great and it's such a precious scene too. her lil beret is fucking adorable. -the henchperson's coroner van in reptile room saying CORNER -olaf smashing the lights in the hallway in hostile hospital is truly scary and i always liked that part -"it's been eight minutes, do you want some tea?" is incredibly iconic. something i could see book!jacques saying as well -I'D GIVE ANYTHING TO SIT AND TALK WITH HIM AGAIN -honestly lemony's physical placement in the scenes was overall done really really well. lemony is an undeniable part of this world and this story and we get to see him there -also his costumes were stellar -i really do like seeing the denouements, like physically seeing them move around and in and out of scenes was really, really cool, like visually seeing the hotel and the three of them pretending to be two people honestly was incredible. in my initial notes about season 3 i said tv was made to show the three chapters that happen simultaneously and i stand by it bc it was neat to finally see!!!!!!!!!! -the green hotel has grown on me, too. i must say. same with the denouements having mustaches. -you know, show!poe was hilarious, honestly. when i think of mr. poe, i do in fact think of show!poe now, without fail. -"i speak all of them hella fluently" -oh the reveal of jacques' vfd tattoo in ersatz elevator was great -i think the song references in the dialogue were really fun!! 'i can hit a blackbird flying in the dead of night', 'oh, i'll tell you what i want', 'what's that thing james brown said?' -oh, that murakami quote, too!! -they really crafted an atmosphere on the show, with the sets and the clothes and the colors, and there were a lot of little background details to zoom in on or catch, and although maybe it wasn't an, expected atmosphere? it makes the show feel like a solid, contained world -violet's outfits were super cute!! -jacquelyn kicking the payphone off the hook and dialing with her heel -although it could've been handled differently, i liked the scenes of vfd in the background in the first season. i liked seeing more of gustav!!!!! -"look, here's a picture of us." "there's no one in that photograph." "we're locked inside the piano." -lucy punch as esme really was inspired -i love the pattern on the sugar bowl!! -not to keep bringing up reptile room but just the room itself. monty's house itself. it's always SO beautiful. like there's actually a lot of heart and love in his house and i just love the big glass windows so much -just seeing the books get the opportunity to be adapted as a whole -- even if, yeah, i don't consider it an overwhelmingly successful adaptation -- was still great and a real highlight of my life! the anticipation of it, watching the trailers (watching the mysterious completely unrelated trailer...........), getting my tattoo which was based off a season one eye design, the idea of the show brought back a lot of interest and love for the series!! and i know it brought a lot of new fans to the books afterwards, or previous fans back to the books!! and that's nice.

[phrynefishersfrocks]

Hats & Hairpieces Recap

Season Two

Phryne wears a total of 36 hats and hairpieces throughout the second season, nine more than the 27 items in the first season. Her headwear ranges jeweled hair slides to elegant cloches to feathered headbands. The clear favorite of both this season and overall is her breaking and entering cat burglar beret with sixteen uses - ten of which are in season two alone. Coming in second is her linen detective hat, with seven uses this season and fourteen appearances overall.

1.Spanish Hat - A traditional Spanish hat in black felt with a wide brim and black ribbon hatband - 2x01, 2x01

2. Hello Jack - Blue straw hat with a curved brim, and antique ash-brown, blue, and black feathers attached to the black hatband - 2x01

3. Burlesque Headpiece - Spiral headpiece adorned with strands of glass beads - 2x01

4. Sequined Headpiece - Headpiece made in-house by the costume team stringing sequins onto very fine pieces of wire - 2x01, 2x01

5. Cemetery Hat - Black straw with green and white feather detail - 2x01, 2x02, 2x06 (base seen in 1x13)

6. Cat Burglar Beret - Classic black French beret made in a circular fashion - 2x01, 2x03, 2x04, 2x05, 2x05, 2x06, 2x07, 2x11, 2x12, 2x12 (also 1x05, 1x05, 1x06, 1x09, 1x10, 1x10)

7. Tan Straw Hat -  Finely woven straw hat with a modest brim and brown ribbon trim with a matching wide hatband - 2x01

8. Grey Summer Hat - Grey straw hat with blue overtones, organza petal detail and pearl decoration - 2x02

9. Beaded Headband - Black headband with black beaded detail - 2x02

10. Detective Hat - Tan linen wide-brimmed hat dyed to match her car coat - 2x02, 2x03, 2x04, 2x06, 2x07, 2x10, 2x12 (also 1x02, 1x02, 1x04, 1x06, 1x08, 1x09, 1x13)

11. Spiral Hair Slides - Jeweled spiral hair combs - 2x03 (also 1x12)

12. Beach Holiday Hat - Cream straw hat with pink and white silk organza band and button - 2x03

13. Beach Sunhat - Cream wide brim summer hat with raffia embroidery detail - 2x03, 2x03

14. Harlequin Hat - White felt with original Victorian twisted raw silk trim, osprey feathers, silkworm thread, and velvet bind with crystal buttons that match the coat - 2x04

15. White Felt with Bronze Motif Hat - Cream felt hat with bronze period flower motifs and hand-painted ‘pearlized’ beads - 2x04, 2x07 (also 1x05, 1x07, 1x12)

16. Pearl Headdress - Silver headdress made with glass beads and pearls - 2x04

17. Pom-Pom Hat - Plum felt hat with a 1920's silk pom-pom, navy vintage feathers, and antique navy ribbon - 2x05, 2x08

18. French Navy Hat - Antique silk moire band with buttons on a French Navy felt hat - 2x05

19. Showstopper Headband - Yellow feather pom-pom attached to a black headband - 2x05

20. Navy Velvet Hood with Tassel - Lucious navy velvet with silk satin insert and tassel - 2x06 (also 1x03, 1x07)

21. Red Flower Cloche - Burgundy red felt with cut out flowers and feather detailing - 2x07 (also 1x01, 1x01, 1x02, 1x04, 1x04, 1x05, 1x06, 1x09)

22. Red Felt Circle Hat - Red felt hat with black, red, and cream felt interlocking circles set on matching ribbons - 2x07 (also 1x05)

23. Racing Cap - Tan leather driving cap with metal guides at the sides to hold googles in place - 2x07

24. Leopard Print Cloche - Cream cloche with leopard spots, thin black ribbons holding cream and black feathers - 2x08

25. Maroon Day Hat - Deep pink felt hat with a pom-pom decoration of colorful modern and antique feathers - 2x08

26. Hollywood Felt - Chartreuse felt hat with pink velvet hat band, pink and black feather detail and bronze leaf - 2x09

27. Golden Girl Headpiece - Antique metal leaf with diamantes and black feathers - 2x09

28. Blue Feather Cloche - 1960's navy felt hat modified into a cloche, with 1920's feather band added - 2x09

29. Director's Hat - Green felt fedora with a matching hatband - 2x09

30. Vineyard Hat - Hat quality felt with green and black antique feathers with a black hatband and crystal button - 2x10

31. Radio Station Hat - Pink felt hat with brown hatband and a variety of colored feathers - 2x11

32. Green Velvet Hood - Green velvet hat with green silk organza insert - 2x11

33. Butterfly Hair Slide - Jeweled hair slide with a butterfly shape in the center and two loops extending to either side - 2x11

34. White Cloche with Grey Swirl - White felt cloche with icy grey velvet swirls - 2x12

35. Dr. Zhivago Fur Hat - White faux fur circular hat with felt insert - 2x13, 2x13

36. Christmas Party Headband - Dyed orange and black feathers with a 'nest' and small egg-like bead inside - 2x13

Hat and headpiece photos from the official Pinterest, official Facebook, Screencapped.net, Alekino Plus (now defunct) and various sources (x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x).

[skamenglishsubs]

Hi, what is this badge on Erik's jacket? A Viking badge? Is it a Swedish royal thing?

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt14664414/mediaviewer/rm4262198273/

He's wearing a military parade uniform of some sort, but I never did military service, that's for straight people or something, so I can't tell at a glance if it's real or fake.

The uniform is navy blue, but single-buttoned, and it looks like an army uniform, which is a bit weird, because Swedish royals traditionally go in the navy. His epaulettes mark him as a private, but it doesn't look like an army one, more like a marine one maybe?

But the exact same uniform makes an appearance again at the funeral, the soldiers carrying Erik's casket are all wearing it, same epaulettes, same chest badge, and no stripes or stars signifying officers anywhere. Their green berets and their presence marks them as members of the Life Guard, but it would make absolutely zero sense for Erik to belong to that regiment, so it's all weird.

So my best guess is that the whole military uniform is fake on purpose. It uses elements of real ones, but adds fake things, and I think that that viking helmet chest badge is just made up for the show by the costume designers, I can't find anything that looks like that in the real world.

[missfishersmurderpolls]

Phryne fashion tournament: looks one to eight

All credit for research on these wonderful costumes goes to @phrynefishersfrocks.

All caps from here.

Looks nine to sixteen available here.

1. Gold sequin gown (Framed for Murder)

[Image ID 1: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne is shown from the waist up wearing a gold sequined dress in her home. The dress has a wide neck with diamond ornementation. She has accessorised with a gold headpiece in a leaf design and dangly gold earrings. She holds a drink with an orange slice in her left hand. /End ID]

[Image ID 2: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne is shown from behind talking to some smartly dressed men in her parlour. Her gold sequin dress has a low, scooped back and her upper back is highlighted by three delicate gold chains strung across it. /End ID]

Our first look of the tournament is Phryne's gold sequin dress from Framed For Murder's dinner party scenes. It has a wide neckline, the low back scoop accented by three gold across her bare upper back.

2. Duster with hat and red patterned scarf (Death on the Vine)

[Image ID 3: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phrne is shown from the knees up standing in front of a horse and cart. She wears a cream duster, matching white hat, red blouse, brown skirt and a red scarf with an autumnal floral pattern. /End ID]

[Image ID 4: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Wider shot from the same scene as the previous image. Phryne's brown aviator boots are now also visible. /End ID]

Phryne's classic duster car coat and matching hat make an appearance in look number two. From Death on the Vine, they're matched with a red, autumnal patterned scarf and her aviator boots.

3. B&E beret and grey tweed coat (Dead Air)

[Image ID 5: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne is in an old-fashioned radio studio, wearing a grey tweed coat with white panels, a black blouse, black gloves and a black beret. She has a black and white brooch on the coat lapel. /End ID]

[Image ID 6: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. A close up of Phryne wearing the same grey tweed coat and black beret from the previous image. /End ID]

Our third look is from the climax of Dead Air - Phryne's grey tweed coat with white panels worn over an all-black look and paired with her break and enter beret. It's a classic look, the beret and the coat appearing together previously in Raisins and Almonds. This time she's accessorised with a black and white brooch.

4. Green waltz dress (Death at the Grand)

[Image ID 7: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne stands inside an open doorway, buildings across the street out of focus through the doorway behind her. She wears a green dress and matching shawl. /End ID]

[Image ID 8: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne and Jack waltz in an empty ballroom. He wears a blue suit and brown shoes. She wears a the same green dress as in the previous image. Also clear from this angle are her gold shoes and headpiece. /End ID]

Look number four is Phryne's beautifully cut dress from the waltz scene in season three's Death at the Grand. The sutble pattern on the fabric is offset by simple details like the cord at the neckline and the clasp at the hip. She has a matching shawl but discards this to get down to risky business.

5. Sequin swing coat with black fur trim and B&E beret (Murder a la Mode)

[Image ID 9: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne stands examining an old fashioned camera. She wears a black beret, a black coat with a green and pink sequin pattern and black fur trim and black gloves. /End ID]

[Image ID 10: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne is shown from the waist up in front of a beige wall, wearing the same coat and beret as in the previous image. /End ID]

For look five, Phryne wears this wonderful sequined coat with a flower pattern and black fur trim. Seen when investigating at the House of Fleuri, she's paired it a black camisole and the ever reliable break & enter beret.

6. Silver patterned dressing gown (various episodes)

[Image ID 11: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne sits on bed beside Dot looking at a photograph held up in her hand. She wears a silver kimono with black pattern. /End ID]

[Image ID 12: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne is shown from behind sat on her bed wearing her silver and black kimono while kissing Lin Chung. /End ID]

Look number six is Phryne's silver kimono, the first but not last of her lovely robes to feature in our tournament. This one appears in several episodes, starting with season one's The Green Mill Murder. The silvery white fabric has a black floral pattern. The deep v neck at the back is accented by amber crystals.

7. Lilac damask dress and gold shawl (Queen of the Flowers)

[Image ID 13: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne is shown from the waist up standing outside. Tree leaves and a window are out of focus in the background. Phryne wears a lilac dress with a low neck and metallic pattern, accessorised with a gold shawl, gold bracelet and gold leaf design headpiece. /End ID]

[Image ID 14: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne is shown full length from behind in an open doorway. She wears an ankle lenght lilac dress with a flared hem, a gold shawl, gold heels, and carries a gold handbag. /End ID]

Phryne's lovely gold and lilac look from the end of Queen of the Flowers is look number seven. Her long shawl is complemented by gold accessories.

8. Santa ski look (Murder Under the Mistletoe)

[Image ID 15: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Phryne is outside in a snowy landscape with a house and trees in the background. She wears a red coat with fluffy white trim at the collar, base and cuffs; a white scarf; a fluffy white hat; and red gloves. She is pointing at something offscreen. /End ID]

[Image ID 16: Screencap from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. A closer angle shot showing Phryne outside in a snowy landscape with trees in the background. She wears the same outfit as in the previous picture, less the scarf. /End ID]

Look eight is Phryne's santa-esque outdoor wear from Murder Under the Mistletoe. An abundance of white fur, even with a matching hipflask bag. What's not to love?

[bradshawsbaby]

Trick-or-Treat, love🎃💗

Happy Halloween, lovely! How about a little costume party for our dear Hannix? 😉

The Hard Deck was more packed than usual tonight, orange and purple strobe lights spinning around the bar and illuminating the crowd of costume-clad aviators and their dates. Ever since Penny had started hosting an annual Halloween bash at her beloved bar, it had become one of the highlights of everyone’s year.

Music blared from the DJ’s speakers as people danced and flirted and ordered round after round of shots at the bar. The room was filled nearly to bursting, everyone dressed to the nines in the most creative costumes they could come up with. With a $150 cash prize for the lucky patron who was awarded “Best Costume,” every single guest had pulled out all the stops for tonight’s festivities.

In Jake Seresin’s not-so-humble opinion, no one in The Hard Deck looked better than his raven-haired girlfriend. Gazing at her from his spot at the bar, where he was awaiting another round of drinks for the Daggers, he couldn’t help but feel an inordinate amount of pride bubbling up inside his chest.

There was no one more beautiful on this earth than Natasha Trace, and she was here with him tonight—quite literally the Bonnie to his Clyde.

Their costumes had been his idea. Phoenix had adamantly insisted that she hadn’t dressed up for Halloween since high school, and she wasn’t inclined to pick the habit back up any time soon. But Jake had finally managed to wear her down with his endless pleading and pouts—not to mention the fact that he’d agreed to cook dinner for a whole week.

“Bonnie and Clyde? Seriously, Bagman?” she had laughed when he’d told her what he had in mind.

“What? You wouldn’t want to live the outlaw life with me?” he had teased in return, snagging her around the waist and pulling her in for a kiss.

The outlaw life suited her just fine, Jake decided, his green eyes still fixed on where she was laughing with Fanboy and Bob by the pool table. With a cute little beret perched atop her dark hair, a blouse that hugged her curves in all the right places, and a skirt that left very little to his admittedly overactive imagination, she looked every inch the 1930s femme fatale.

No wonder Clyde had been willing to risk it all for a shot at forever with Bonnie.

Once Jimmy finished filling a tray with fresh beverages, Jake lifted it up above the heads around him and began making his way back to his fellow Daggers. As he moved through the packed space, he heard the opening strains of a familiar tune, one his grandparents had loved listening to when he was growing up—“Witchcraft” by Frank Sinatra.

Setting down the new round of drinks atop the pool table, he immediately reached for Phoenix’s hand and tugged her towards him.

“Come dance with me,” he grinned, chuckling under his breath when she looked up at him with an arched brow and snapped at one of his suspenders.

“What about my drink?” she shot back, her dark red lips curving slightly.

“Bob will guard it for you,” Jake smirked, winking over at their friend before turning and pulling Phoenix out onto the dance floor.

As Sinatra crooned through the speakers, the blonde-haired aviator took his girlfriend’s arms and draped them over his shoulders, resting his hands on her hips and swaying slowly to the music.

“I guess dressing up wasn’t the worst idea you’ve ever had, Bagman,” Phoenix conceded with a begrudging smirk, sliding one hand down his chest as their bodies were pressed even more tightly together in the crush of the crowd.

“That’s high praise coming from you, Minx,” Jake laughed, pinching her hip playfully.

“Don’t get used to it,” she grinned, tugging on the front of his button down shirt to pull him down for a kiss as the music reached a crescendo.

Green eyes sparkling mischievously, Jake sang along with Ol’ Blue Eyes as the song slowly came to an end—“’Cause there’s no nicer witch than you…”

[ethernetmeep]

i went to a ball. i had a wonderful time. i cried. i gave 13 year olds (in a room swimming with the median 50-70 age range) rocks and told them both to take care of themselves. i saw my boss. she was nice to me. i saw my partner. there is a more in-depth discussion to be had tomorrow after a shift & sleep. in the mean time, here is past writing of a different, less ideal party to hold you over, dear reader:

i don't believe i told this story, at least not to the full extent-- however when i was in the 'almost highschool' age range i remember attending a school event, something like a halloween party. i decided to dress up as a painter. not very original, but at the very least i made my smock dirty to be more authentic. borrowed a cyan beret from my grandmother, which is still in a drawer somewhere. i brought a mini backpack with a mini cactus light as to see where i was going. i do not know if i had a phone yet... i will assume i did always have one after an event where i was tallied as 'missing,' but thats for a different time. however, since that event was prior to the party by a year or so, i will say i had one. i went with my childhood friend, but not exactly together. i arrived alone. stupidly, i put my bag to the side, as i believed it was safe there. this is likely where my 'always keep items/bag on me' mentality stems from, as that night my bag was ruined by spilled water. likely from someone sitting on the dark green radiators. it was an odd event with snacks i cannot remember. i had a plastic water bottle. a boy i was friends with i clung to like a limelight, except he was more acquaintance, but i remember his parents were deeply religious & so he had this app on this phone with daily psalms from the bible. it was light brown & had a darker brown cross on the app. a bit bland, but i distinctly remember it as it was something i had never seen someone have on a phone before. i remember being irritated that a girl won the costume contest for a blow up unicorn costume bought from the store... except i do not actually know if this happened. i just remember she wore it, & i remember being very very upset at this gathering when i figured out my items were ruined. the following two years were relatively bad

[meltinginoz]

I take Christmas REAL SERIOUSLY and if you tell me “festive dress is expected” expect and arch elf on your doorstep

The beret is upholstery velvet because it was the perfect dark green colour and I thought the stiffness would help with the shape, it did but at what cost? My fingies that was the cost, it was so harrrrrd to push through multiple layers of thick ass velvet so that’s a thing I learnt

The ears are multiple layers of latex on these hooky over your real ears elf ears, then dusted with flour (couldn’t find powder works the same) and then spirit gummed to my ears, they came out super realistic cos the seam was in the curve of my ear, I also added a couple coats of alcohol paint to tint them and also some blush, if they were any taller I’d add some cotton to keep the shape but I don’t think I needed to with these ones

I did heavy blush and gold glitter on my cheeks (if I had one I would’ve done a crème blush and added glitter while it was tacky) and some dark eyeliner and curled my hair and promptly messed up the fringe with a clip cos I didn’t want it to touch my face

The shirt is second hand and painted with glitter fabric paint straight from the bottle, I drew it on the shirt first to map it out (use a pencil or chalk) which was suuuuuuuper handy but even still I made mistakes but it’s busy enough that you don’t notice (there’s a beautiful drawing I made of the pattern it took so long to wrap my head around, I traced it on insta)

The necklace was made of the funky bell charms I painted blue and an old necklace I took apart and a bunch of gold beads, the blue paint is an iridescent nail polish with a dry brushing of silver, the tassels are made from a gold trim I cut and rolled into tassels and held in place with a couple stitches and probs some hot glue, I know I sewed em to the beads, I like to think about what’s the most structurally sound way to affix something, it helps with wear and means I don’t have any last minute breaks

Make it strong cos I know I don’t wanna be worrying that my costume is gonna fall apart if I breathe too hard, I wanna run around like a lunatic!

Learn from my mistakes, ask Le questions :)