#how many sleeveless designs can i make

[tac-bat]

You know what I love? I love that the valley twins aren’t carbon copies from each other!!!

and you might be wondering, well how exactly? I’ll show you!!!!! (Because I’ve spent way to much time staring at them, also this post is very long) (and i use old concept art names to refer to them as such, its just what i'm used to, they aren't cannon)

Body types

different body types! Sah (spike hair) has more wide shoulders than Mekh (flat hair). And because of this, Sah has the most slay snatched waist I’ve ever seen JEBEJVDHE even mekh's waist isint as snatched

Prosthetic's

If you don’t already know (and I don’t blame you) the twins have prosthetic arms on where their eyes are missing. (They’re practically invisible in their cutscene, and even their pin doesn’t have them, I hate it.) anyways they both have different patterns!

Mekh’s, is more detailed, has a shoulder decoration and generally more to it.

And Sahs’ is more simple, it gets the job done. I feel like from the look on their prosthetic's alone you can get an idea of their tastes :3

Another quick think but it also seems Mekh’s uniform is sleeveless on the side of where their prosthetic is! Sah has both of their sleeves. I wonder why?

Gloves

Even their gloves are different! Sah’s glove (left) for their prosthetic is thumbless, the other fingerless. When both of Mekh’s (left) gloves are fingerless!

A detail i'm not sure off, but it also seems like the gloves on both twins prosthetic's are bunched up more compare to the gloves on their live arms.

Sticks

I noticed this on my recent eden trip that the sticks the twins hold when you complete the constellation are different too!! Mekh's stick on the ends have more width, and Sah’s is more consistent with width. Which is just— so fucking cool!! They have their own sticks!!!!! They’re not just copy and paste!!!!!!!!

Stances

this isint leaked, this was a wip from their orbit gift animation by Ari Flesch from his artstation account (who made the animation) which i've linked.

Anyways different stances!!! Mekh has their feet together when Sah doesn't! You can also see what I mean about the ends of their sticks having different width's much clearer!!!

Sah’s Cracked Mask

My fav detail is Sah’s mask (also not in the pin and invisible in cutscenes), they have a crack over their eye when Mekh doesn’t! This small detail has gave me so many evil ideas on how they got it and it makes me wonder HOW it even happened. :3

Cutscene Details

OH BOY CUTSCENE TIME, HERE'S THINGS IVE NOTICED!!

Sah seems to hold their paddle backwards when Mekh doesn’t. But Sah still ends up in the same position as Mekh despite that! (maybe to one up, who knows) But that show's that even here, their animations weren't just copy pasted, there's DIFFERENCES!!

Mekh is faster than Sah, and even shows Mekh being the first to leap up and land when approaching the player, when Sah is just starting to land in the 2nd image. This makes the timing of it intentional!!

okay i think thats it thats all i can remember atm!! Ofc there’s so much more, but this post is more focused on the details that can be missed by normal folks. So I thought I share the ones that might be interesting to see that you might’ve not known about.

but yes, thank you to the folks of tgc in charge of their character design's and animation's for not giving the twins the copy paste treatment. Thank you for making them have their own quirks, their own personalities, and their own differences!!!!

Thank you for making them their own person!

[gemsofgreece]

Hi! I love the various posts for folk clothing you have here. The clothes are all so beautiful! The Raiment of the Soul ones are especially lovely.

If you don't mind me asking, for men's clothes, how many layers are there?

Obviously there are the fustanellas, the waistcoats (???), the shirts etc. I've tried looking around to find the names of each and just what the looks consist of, but I can't seem to find anything that's actually helpful.

It looks like the tops are seperate shirts tucked into the fustanellas and they have a wrap around the waist, but sometimes they look like an entire garment.

I want to draw a character with this sort of clothing and I just don't want to get anything wrong.

Thank you!

Hi! There are of course variations depending on the region of Greece however the key elements of a man's attire are:

Υποκάμισο (ypokámiso) or πουκάμισο (pukámiso): This is the basic layer that exists in every single type of attire, the shirt, a short descendant of the dalmatica. It is usually white but not always, in Crete for example it is often black. The design can vary a little but the sleeves can be either bell-like or narrower. The traditional shirts are indeed a little long, some may reach a man's hipline or below even, but they are separate garments and they are always tucked inside the fustanella or pants or vraka etc

Φουστανέλα (fustanela) / Βράκα (vraka) / pants: Fustanela is actually not the only garment worn under the waist. Vraka is the garment worn in most of the islands and it's like very puffy short pants. Vraka's colour may vary but the usual ones are black and blue. A lot of traditional attires in mainland Greece have actual long pants, mostly in the following colours: white, off white or creme / light beige, brown and black. Fustanela was a garment most common among warriors and shepherds but it became more popular and widespread amongst regular civilians in central and south mainland Greece during and after the Independence War, let alone the honorary attire of generals and presidential guards. Fustanela is a white very ruffled kilt. The presidential guards wear a shorter version reaching mid-thigh, however the warriors and anyone wearing it in the 19th century wore it longer, knee-length or even slightly longer, especially the older and more respectable they got. So if you are drawing someone from that era, then make sure the fustanela is somewhere close to knee length, depending also on the character's age / status.

Fustanela, long pants and vrakes.

Warriors of the Greek revolution. I chose a painting to give you some drawing ideas.

On top there were many variations. There was γελέκι (yeleki) or γιλέκο (yileko), which was a waistcoat worn in summer or - I think - πισλί (pislí) a sleeved jacket in various colours and almost always intricately embroidered. Sometimes the sleeves were regular ones (see central figure in the painting), sometimes the sleeves were not sewn entirely and they were only connected in a few points (see the first figure down left in the painting). Another variation was one which was like a waistcoat with sleeves which were cut and hanging completely at the back (see image below) and this was called φέρμελη (férmeli).

In cold weather men would wear a dulamas, which was a long coat in various colours and exquisite embroidery (obviously depending also on the wealth of the person). Dulamas could also have sleeves or be sleeveless.

Sleeveless and sleeved dulamades.

For even heavier cold men would also wear a φλοκάτη (flokati), a very thick wool fur cape on top of that.

In this painting the figure down right is wearing a flokati cape.

All men wore a ζωνάρι (zonari), a metallic belt and / or a σελλάχι (sellahi), a cloth wrapped many times in order to create pockets in it. In these belts or pockets the warriors kept their weaponry. Civilians kept a container with water, a watch and, if they were literate, they also kept a feather pen in case they needed to write something. Depending on the region, belts can vary greatly in colour, shape, width, design etc

They wore thick long wool socks, usually white , but this also depends on the region. Warriors of high rank, like generals, had additional thick leggings (so to speak) under the knee that were embroidered like their jackets (see both paintings above).

Footwear involved the τσαρούχια (tsaroúhia) which were initially pointy leather shoes - often black or red - but then in the mainland they got that famous big black pom pom (which hid a knife inside). Alternatively, long boots were also very common, which were made of leather and could be black or white usually. But NO boots with the fustanela attire! All of that can be seen in the photos and art above.

Notice the differences in jacket, kilt length, legging and footwear between the high rank guard and the rest.

Then it was the head dress. I honestly can't describe all the versions of head dress across the country. Men commonly wore a fez, which was mandatory to all subjects of the Ottoman empire. There were numerous variations for the fez, some were very small, some were pompous and tall. Greeks often used to attach a large tussel to their fez. Other Greeks in more peripheral regions would hide their small fez entirely under a wrapped handkerchief. The fez was usually red or sometimes black or blue. (See also the first image above.)

Depending on the region, there were various additional garments or decorations but this depends on each local attire.

Another thing that you should take into account is that if your model / character is supposed to live before late 19th century, then Greek men kept their hair long and also gave it a glow by applying oil on it, especially in the mainland. Islanders could perhaps also have shorter hair but in general most men had long hair, including old men. They also sported as big mustaches as they could (unless they were very young). There were no beards, except in the case of some islanders rarely and all priests.

I think the safest way to go about it is to find a pre-existing artwork that you like and get inspired by it, hopefully also with the help of the information I am giving here.

[firstservepercentage]

USO kit tier list based on my bias

(just the players I normally watch)

WTA:

Tier A+

coco - NB's design and colour choice always makes so much sense. the back side design and the width of the skirt's folds are supre cute 🥺 they actually use their brain when designing kits!

naomi - without the jacket its maybe just so so, but an absolute banger with the jacket on. should be remembered as a historically significant kit for tennis fashion. and the headphones ohmygawd 🥺🥺🥺 who ever think this kit is not cute can fight me

Tier A

maria - whenever she gets a tank top kit she serves hard. nice colour choice and skirt design by addidas (cant believe im saying that) so sad it only existed for 1 set 😭

marta - wilson just going with the 1 dress design that worked well in every slam and its still working well. the skirt's texure looked so nice in the wind

Tier B

dasha & karo - a bit boring but suits their vibes well

qinwen - same. would like some brighter colours but was fine

katie & bibi - the actual best nike WTA kit. lilac looks cute especially under sunlight, but the design is a bit too boring for me

Tier C

elena - colour is cute, she looks like a barbie in pink, but 0 design and 0 sense in the patterning choice. looks like some swim suit my mom would buy me when I was 10

aryna (nigh match version)- how dare they call that a custom kit i can do the same design in 10 mins

Iga - bisexual flag colour but a low saturation version. also points taken off for their kits starting to look like wet tissue 20 mins into a match

Tier D

Mirra & Paula - hate the colour hate the design. nike how dare you put that ugly ass kit on them die and rot in hell

jasmine - (a) its the same north american hard court swing kit asics making 0 effort as usual (b) i do not understand that colour choice like why dull reddish purple with bright orange. what made you think of that

ATP:

Tier A+

daniil- nice colours, nice jacket, nice little design around the chest part, nice shoes. wth lacoste you can actually design???????

Tier A

Adidas people - contrary to their RG series the purple-ish blue the used this time works very well with black & white and minimalist design

Carlos - black sleeveless will never not look nice on him but its still a bit boring. would love to have a bit more special texture, with that it will def be A+

Francis - the only person that got the good nike kit (i.e. the lilac kit) in ATP if im not mistaken

Tier B

lorenzo (musetti) i like guys who wear barbie pink and look proud wearing it

matteo - not super interesting design but colour is cute. also he looks nice in polo shirts

Grigor - standard lacoste design with reasonable colour choice

Tier B-

Jannik- the kit was okay and looked a bit better than i expected. im just still a angry about his 1st set

casper - its actually okay but he kind of looked exactly the same as his opponent so i really had a hard time watching 😭

Tier C

novak - i dont understand the design why so many squares and rectangles sir can you explain. it just makes him look more like a tennis robot with implanted AI

holger (the purple kit) - should have just taken the barbie pink one

ben - same with iga. seriously i would like to know how much ON has paid them to wear those wet tissue kits

Taylor - it looks fine but 0 design, just went for the safest choice

Tier D

Jack - (a) i do not understand the back side design (b) nike how did you make the T shirt look oversized for a 193cm tall and rather muscular athlete wtf

Alex - is that pattern choice meant to make his opponent dizzy by looking at him or something

[ficticiousdelicious]

What does Fic think of Eustass Kidd and Trafalgar Law?

In relation to: Fic's Favorite Characters (2024)

This is relatively spoiler free but there might be some hints.

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Eustass Kidd:

In general I really enjoy Eustass Kidd's grumpy, rough attitude and intensity but also how he creates his own brand of chaos instead of just going with whatever other people are doing. RIP anyone in his way...they're all equally obstacles in his eyes. He's often an instigator and very push and shove. It's interesting how much deep trouble Eustass gets himself into for his behavior and then has to slog back out of it. He seems very proud and I like how in-tact his intensity still feels. I really hope they give us his full backstory in the manga and/or anime (there's a few SBS things about it already) and I'd love to see more from his awakened fruit because that version of it is so damn useful! 'Useful Eustass'...hmmm... Aesthetically Eustass is so eccentric and sometimes he looks goofy but other times he's just rugged and I dig it - from the hawkish eyes to the punk attire to the lipstick and nailpolish. My one and only real criticism is that his new arm often seems a little too clunky? Meh. Smol criticism. I like the state of that arm and the lore for it and especially how ripped they make Eustass for wielding the stuff he does. THE MAN IS LIKE...6'9"?! I think?! A f-cking unit of a guy and he brings the spice. I was more fond of Eustass's very first outfit but once they depicted him more in the newer black shirt with its deep v-neck and his pecs and shoulders showing (sans cape thingy) I was bowled over. And of course I'm glad they kept his goggles! T3T

Trafalgar Law:

In terms of Trafalgar Law his broody, cynical moods can be so icy and in that way weirdly refreshing I think (because One Piece is an otherwise rather bright and vibrant world, we need some shade to balance). How Law acts so high and mighty partly because he's older than many of the other pirates he meets...ppppffttt. So funny man. Yet when other characters poke at him and get him going Law can get just as goofy. It's nice to have some humor from him. ...and he seems to have a certain guilty pleasure that it seems like his serious nature demands he keep rejecting every time it's brought up. HEH. Law's twisted/dry sense of humor that comes out of nowhere is hilarious too. One of my criticisms for him right away though is that sometimes it feels like he's made into too much of a joke. I felt it mostly irons itself out without an issue as the series carries on though. Departing from funny, Law comes from a dark place that has clearly warped his way of thinking and life. His backstory is exquisite; it gave an excellent sense of how he got to be who he is in the series present day. I adore how he's strong of mind thanks to how some of that hardened him. I would enjoy seeing more of his fruit power - in any capacity, it's fascinating. Aesthetically...god, Law is such damn pretty boy. It's the whole look and how he behaves. He is full of sass to marry to his looks. Hell. Everything he wears (except maybe the white sleeveless shirt...) is so put together though. I'm sure his shoes destroy his feet but god, from the jeans to the jackets and button-ups the man. has. class! A CLASSY QUEEN. Finally, his tattoo design is, in my opinion, one of the best and most fitting designs of that I've ever seen on a character.

Similarities I Like [about Law and Kidd]:

Their names are really cool! Fun to say, fun to read, fun to poke fun at. I always end up spelling Eustass Kidd with two 'd's' because I feel weird about just one. I also, obviously, like saying 'Eustass' instead of 'Kidd' the majority of the time. It just rings better to me. Aside from that they really seem to care deeply about their crews and that warms my heart. For Law every time he lets Bepo get away with shit I'm there for that. BEPO IS SPOILED. For Eustass it's fun to see how much his rowdy crew admire him (and god does he seem to love it) but oh man...some of the stuff we get for Killer and how Eustass handles things just hits hard! Just for Eustass there was a small, quiet and unique scene at the very beginning of the anime episode 1112 that blew me away because it was such a rare side of him. It spoke volumes. I still can't get over how lovely that was (I wish there was a bit in the manga for it). We get a lot more scenes for Law so it's harder to think of one that is really rare, but perhaps the one in his childhood where he's happy because of a dork, YOU KNOW THE ONE. In terms of Eustass and Law in the same space well...it's amazing how many of each other's buttons they can push down with all ten of their fingers and toes. They just resonate chaos but cooperation is possible and both are interesting. They're also from such opposite climates man (I guess I like the juxtaposition of that).

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Shippin' the Dudes (LawKidd/KiddLaw):

I figure shipping them isn't for everyone but I personally love the idea of it because I feel like they have chemistry in their volatile way. A goth and a punk - even if it's less literal in canon settings. NEED I SAY MORE? I just love the subculture vibes and the potential for playful fighting and getting into trouble to go on adventures. Their potential is outstanding and their attitudes are fun to write (I actually wish I had more finished fanworks for them but that's a work in progress and I just need five more minds and a few more limbs to keep up with that). Eustass and Law can also have very believable serious tones for sincere storytelling - for when you want to yank on people's feels. :3

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All anime images here © One Piece - Eiichiro Oda

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@chromatic-lamina SO MANY THOUGHTS. HHNNNGH. If there's a specific curiosity I missed with this let me know! I was afraid it would be hell to read this in notes so I just moved it into a post and well...then it got even longer! haha

[silent-raven13]

"It's all cool."

(AU: So I was inspired by one of Heiibo's artworks, it's the one with the Au of Miles being in his 30s and Hobie in his 20s. So I decided to write a one-shot.)

Hobie L. Brown, a twenty three year old student at Borough Brooklyn Community College soon transferring to New York University, if he wants to go that route. Honestly, he's not sure if he should transfer. There's many reasons to why he shouldn't go to a University.

One it's a fucking scam! He can't justified paying so much money for a couple of classes for a degree, he could perfect his skills by putting himself out there.

Two, he likes the easy slack off of community college, he's not weighted by so many units being a part time student. It's easier for him to be Spider-man, jumping through hopes. It's a tough job being Spider-man while maintaining a personal life.

The young man had his big red headphones on while listening to Kendrick Lamar, he holds on his skateboard and Jansport customize backpack. His black backpack had all sorts of pins, buttons, markers of doodles and graffiti, he likes his things having his own artistic touch. The tall skinny young man let his heavy red Doc martins boots make heavy thuds with his baggy light blue sweats and a white sleeveless shirt. His bouncy freeform locs follow every step he takes, his grey eyes glistening by the lights in the hallway heading towards an apartment door.

The last reason... He stopped by the number of the apartment, his heart pounding against his chest... he could feel his cheeks warm. Is he flustered? Does anyone noticed he's blushing? Probably not with his dark skinned tone, yet his eyes gaze with love. If he does transfer, he will no longer have a reason to see his crush.

With two knocks, he heard a male voices through the door, "Coming." Hobie bites his bottom lips feeling his heart pounding faster and faster, he's excited to see his crush.

Then, at the door swung open revealing an older thirty year old black Latino man with big Honey-brown eyes and a great smile. God, Hobie loves his smile, it's like he's staring at a Sunflower.

"Hey, Hobs! What's good? Glad you can make it." The thirty year old happily smiles, "I'm so glad you agreed to help me."

"Heh, it's no problem, Miles." Hobie plays it off cool, being the quiet one.

The older man name Miles chuckles, "Still I appreciated it." Hobie met Miles in a Literature class, they seem to hit off. The tall young man got to learn Miles went back to school for a quick certificate, he already had a Bachelor's Degree in Graphic Design. It didn't take him long enough to fall for the thirty year old, he's his type. Smart, funny, love for good music, loves art, Miles is an artist, and he's so passionated about whatever he put his mind to it.

Hobie fallen for this man hard! If he were to transfer, would they be able to contact each other like right now? He doesn't believe so.

"Come on in, man. You thirsty? I can get you soda, or juice or-" Hobie walks inside Miles' apartment seeing how clean it is. "Um... Soda is cool." He lick his dry lips taking in his crush's scent, the type of aesthetics he's into.

Miles' apartment had a modern style mostly simple, it seems the warm bricks was the main attraction to the living room. So the subtle warm tones with black furnitures suited the room, having a bit of plants and warm light wood. Hobie's eyes saw the creamy white wall with a few paintings and photos.

"Sit, man." Miles came by with a cup of tea and can of cold soda, "Man, I'm glad you're here. I need your opinion on these projects I'm working on."

"It's all cool." Hobie sat on the couch putting his headphones down around his neck. He took the can of soda to sip.

"So how's your day going?" Miles stood taking a sip of his tea, he gave a small smile. "Heh, sorry for my fit. I kinda dress like this on my day off." He wore a black oversized shirt and black sweats.

"Nah, it's cool." Hobie kicking himself. What is he thinking using the same vocabulary? 'It's cool'?

"Haha, always being a cool dude, Hobie." Miles decided to sit on the couch next to Hobie, he set his tea on the coffee table, then grab his laptop on his coffee table, "So, let's get started."

The twenty three year old nodded, he inhale Miles' scent. Damn, he smells real good that cologne he wears always got him intoxicated. Hobie saw his crush typing away, then a message pop up which got the older man to sharply inhale.

"Sorry, dude. I gotta check on my work for the moment." Miles sigh, his whole bubbly personality shifted to a serious attitude.

Hobie saw the older Latino giving a slight frown, then inhale sharply at the email he received. The younger male being curious slightly leans over looking like a cute puppy with his grey eyes sparkling to catch a whiff of Miles' cologne.

"Mmm," Miles place to fingers on his left cheek letting his chin rest on the rest of the finger having to think.

Hobie leans in more to the point his face rested on his crush's left shoulder not really caring what the document on Miles' laptop is, he gave a small sigh through his nose. He wanted Miles to focus on hi this time.

"Sorry man, I know you changed your work schedule to see me. Let me give a quick message and I'll work on this later." Miles chuckles as he leaves back letting his head slightly tap against Hobie's.

That's another thing Hobie likes about Miles, he wasn't the typically Macho Black Latino that always try to prove their masculinity. He seems to be very comfortable with being touchy with Hobie.

Hobie's heart flutter feeling Miles' warm cheek touching him, yet he maintain his cool. "It's alright." He said.

Miles quickly type his message to send it to his team, "There. Awe man, I didn't expect for Alchemax to be very strict on their copyright. Make sense."

"Oh yeah? What was it about?" He asked.

"Some new drug. We needed to make some designs for it, and worked on their website." He chuckles, "They always compete with Oscorp."

"Oh..." Then Hobie saw Miles' desktop with a fan photo of Spider-man swinging from around the boroughs. "You... You like Spider-man?"

"Yeah, he's cool. I like how he's cleaning up the city. It's been a long time since the city been safe, with all the news coming out about corruption with the NYPD... I'm glad we have a Superhero willing to take matters in his own hands."

"Oh yeah?" This made Hobie flustered a bit more before sitting back on his spot.

"Yeah, heh." Miles finally had his laptop rest on his lap, "So, for class... are you ready for the Midterm?"

"Fuck no." Hobie chuckles.

This made Miles laughs, "Yeah, me neither. I guess we need to start somewhere." The two are taking African American Music studies. "So... what were thoughts on the Punk era?"

"I loved it. I always listen to those types of music." Hobie said.

"Oh yeah?" Miles chuckles, "I didn't take you to be into punk music."

"I always loved their beliefs. Anarchy ruling while capitalism is down." He's a bit shy talking about his own opinions. Sometimes he keeps to himself about it.

"I'm more into R&B." Miles rubs his chin, "I'm a bit old school, ha. I am an old man."

"You're not old, man. You look like you're twenty seven."

"Ha, thanks. Anyway, we should get started with the beginning." Miles got his music ebook and flips it over. Hobie took out his textbook with his iPad and apple pen taking notes.

The two study together giving each other pointers and made flashcards. Miles brought out a bag of chips and all sorts of snacks. "Hey, let me know if you're hungry. I can order us Chinese food, my treat."

"Oh thanks man." Hobie said, "I... I can pay-" Miles shook his head, "Nah, it's fine. Get whatever you want, it's my treat since you took time off to study with me. Helping this old man study, hahaha."

Hobie nodded, "Okay." His grey eyes watches his crush getting up to get him another can of soda. Then, the front door jiggled suddenly being open.

A grown Asian man came walking in talking through his airpod, "Oh yeah? Well, I told you that Wednesday is a no go because we need to get the report from Sander! Okay, contact him." The guy looked surprised to find a young stranger in the living room. "Um.. hi?"

Hobie was about to curse him out, until he heard Miles' voice.

"Ganks, that you?" Miles came from the kitchen to the living room spotting his best friend. "Hey, man."

"Hey, dude. I came to the stereo. Sorry, I didn't know you were on a date." Ganke said.

"What? No, we're just classmates, man. He's definitely too young me for." Miles quickly said, this made Hobie a bit upset. Really? Hobie didn't think he was that young, then again Miles probably had more experience with- Wait, did Ganke assume he was Miles' date- so that means-

He felt his whole face warm, there's a chance Miles is gay or bisexual. That made him super happy to know he'll have a chance, if he's Miles' type. It seems his crush views him like a kid, which sucks. "Hobie, this is Ganks. My best friend."

Ganke got his stereo before taking his leave, he side hug his best friend bidding him a farewell. Miles went back to Hobie, "Sorry about that. I forgot my best friend was coming, his fiancee asked for my stereo for a party."

"Are you going?"

"Nah, it's more for couples and I ain't gonna be on a blind date." Miles casually said.

"Oh yeah? You don't want to find that special someone."

"Ehh, I feel like I work too much." Miles chuckles, "But you're young, so I recommend enjoying your youth. I'm pretty happy being on my own." He finally sat next to Hobie. "Anyway, I'll stop talking about my boring dating life, I bet ya'll young folks prefer a good talk about multiple partners and stuff."

"No. I... I actually don't mind hearing you. You're not old, you know. I think you're pretty young." Hobie slightly frowns, "You are pretty inspirational."

"Oh..." This made Miles a bit bashful, "Awe, man. You're making me blush, heh." The young man gave him a small smile. Hobie always been kind to him from he saw in their classes. The young man never seems to be bothered by anything or ignore everyone he doesn't care for. Yet, he always treated him as a friend, and seems like an adorable lost puppy.

Then he felt Hobie's head lay on his shoulder, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, um... I got accepted to New York University."

"Ay, that's great. You gonna go?"

"My scholarship only pays part of it, I would have to take out student loans." He yawns, "I wanted to ask you if... you think its worth it."

"Hmm, honestly Universities are a scam. I don't want you to be debt and feel like nothing good came out of it. Think about the major you pick and see you can do it with an Associate. I do believe Masters can only take you far if you're into business, or tech or stuff like STEM. But if it's about making music or producing you can survive with your Associates or none, just networking."

"Hm," Hobie didn't want to go, he wanted to be here with Miles. At least, he felt safe with him, and there's no judgement. This is the first time he fell for a guy like Miles, his own taste in people never were as good as him. "I dunno... I'm a bit unsure."

"Hey take your time. Do what you want. I feel like I got lucky with school. Of course, I worked my ass off but honestly, if I were to start over, I should've went to community college and start from there. Would've been much easier to find what I wanna do."

"Really? Your mister Columbia."

"Haha, hey with the major I pick I think I would've been fine with other schools with a much lower tuition. My student loans wouldn't bite me in the ass." He jokes, "Anyway, take your time. Damn, if you go we might not hang out like this anymore. I'ma miss this."

"You... you don't wanna hang with me outside of school. I know, I'll be in a different school, but..."

Miles quickly said, "I don't mind, it's just... you might wanna enjoy your college life. Make new friends-" Hobie quickly said, "I like hanging out with you." His grey eyes gleaming at his crush.

"Me too, man. If that's the case, I can share you my socials!" Miles offer.

"Sure. Um.. my stuff is a bit..." Hobie saw his own Socials seeing how he post himself showing off his chest, or being seductive. Maybe he can catch Miles being interested in him. "rated r."

"Nah, that's fine. My artworks been a bit R rated..." Miles admits having to share his personal art social media.

Hobie got the chance to see Miles' artworks, they are beautiful and empowering of black men and women. There's drawings of their body in the nude with pencil, markers, and paint. It's Life drawing of these figures expressing their body. Lowkey, Hobie got jealous seeing these men being so damn handsome with their hands holding their penis with a grin on their face, and eyes staring at the viewer. This means, this person was smiling at Miles when he drew this.

"A bit too much, huh?"

"No. It's cool. So were they your partners?"

"Some... some are old friends, models..." Miles chuckles, "I really like this drawing. The model was so much fun to be around. I think I got his number..." He got a weird serious look from Hobie. "What?"

"Nuthin'." Hobie didn't like that. He can tell the model might have a thing for Miles. It's like his eyes turned almost sharp like a Great Dane, like be careful whatcha say. "You keep their numbers?" Sounding jealous.

"Ha, only for hang outs or for my next project. He lowkey got a bit expensive since everyone likes using him as their muse."

"I could be your muse."

"Hm?" Miles got caught off guard from that.

"If you look at my socials you can find me posing at stuff for fun. People say I'm model material... I just never saw myself like that."

"Let me see," Miles saw Hobie's socials to find pictures of him showing off his V-line and happy trail, "Ohh, I see. Yeah, you got a great body, would you be comfortable if you posed in the nude?" Since he's an artist, he wasn't phased by nudity.

"Hmm, depends what type of poses." Hobie would be nervous to have Miles staring at his naked body. "I wouldn't wanna show my junk."

"That's fine. We can have a blanket covering it. What about your butt? I do like how tall and slim you are, I'm assuming you got an amazing back." Miles' artistic side blooming with ideas for his next projects. He gasps, "I can have you lay on a bed with a nice silk sheets and cover some parts. You got nice piercings on your body, it would be ashamed to not draw them."

Hobie nodded, "Yeah?" He never saw Miles so happy about drawing him, it actually got him happy. Can he really be his muse?

"Oh man, we're getting side track. Sorry, man. You probably wanna focus on school-" Hobie shook his head, "No, I'm fine with us just talking. I kinda know most of this stuff." Honestly, he already taken the class before and passed with flying colors. He retook it when he heard Miles telling them in their friends' circle at school about needing this class for an elective. Hobie just had to retake it to be closer to him.

"This is pretty much your stuff. I don't expect less from Hobie Brown." Miles chuckles which got Hobie lovingly staring at his smile.

Soon the two went back to studying, then Miles order Chinese food. The two ate while studying a bit more. "Mmm, this is pretty fun." Miles said, then he noticed Hobie slowly falling asleep on his shoulder. Should he wake him up?

The young man looks so cute like this. It seems like he's exhausted. Who knows how busy he is with his part time jobs! Miles put a blanket over them, he kept studying for a bit. Soon Hobie snuggle against him being comfortable, he felt safe with his crush around him.

Miles noticed how the young man got on top of him almost having him be his stuffed teddy bear. "A little break with be fine." So Miles set his textbook aside and lies down to let his friend snuggle him. The thirty year old went on his phone texting his best friend.

Ganke: Dude, that guy likes you 🥱

Miles just chuckles, then felt Hobie's arms wrapping around his waist a bit tighter. "Mmm." He snoozes.

The older man rub his friend's slender back to calm him body, then said, "Sleep tight, Hobie." Placing a small kiss on his forehead like he would do when he watched over his baby sister. Hobie let out a small smile still sleeping away, he had one of the best sleep in his life.

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Stripping into Dangerous Situations Chp.10 AlphaDoffyxOmegaOC

Summary: Your secret job as a stripper, while your real job pays you barely nothing. Throw in a mix of secret side hustles, and the Devil soon takes interest in you. But be careful, as all things come with strings attached. Throwing a huge wrench in you life, and the Devil comes in to make an offer you want to refuse. But how delicous is the offer the Devil is making?Will you take the deal?

Story Plot, Eventual Smut as Story progresses (none at the moment to build up to), 18+ due to mention of drugs, violence, stripping, abuse, and posioning. Alpha/Omega verse in Modern One Piece tale, bit of a twist on my end. Animal ears and tail, no human ears.

Also on AO3 and Fanfiction.net, same name here for my accounts I post at.

VIOLENCE/GORE WARNING IN STORY!

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OH, I CAN NOT WAIT FOR THIS! My head had been racing in such a frenzy writing this and I hope you are ready for this roller coaster, because it’s going to be a good one. Grab your tissues, pop your popcorn, and strap in.

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The night was busy in the streets as I was making my way to the charity benefit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art for Alzheimer’s. I had been asked to may a speech at the event as I have donated over a million dollars but also what I went through taking care of my grandmother. It was an honor to be invited to this event, it touches my heart so much to try and help doctors find a cure or better method of helping families deal with this disease. I know the cost of living for a person in a special home with this disease, the medication, treatment, diagnosis, and more. It is extremely costly for families who are struggling with family members dealing with this. Writing the speech was hard as it brought of so many memories with my grandmother, that I had to stop as I was crying so hard but I was able to finish.

I was currently in the back of a town car the charity sent over, so I get to the event safely than taking the subway in an expensive gown. I did splurge just a little for the dress but seeing it I had to have it after shopping for two hours finding nothing at several department stores. It was an elegant white satin A-line wedding dress; halter neckline is adorned with pearls that add a touch of sophistication to the dress. The backless design is sleek and modern, while the floor-length hemline creates a timeless silhouette. The dress features a sleeveless style and a zipper-up back for a comfortable and secure fit. At the back of the dress was a black tulle bow drooping low from the bottom of the zipper covering my bottom with the ends dragging down in the back. The string of pearls that draped over my shoulders draped down in different length layers for the open back of the dress.

My hair was up in a mid-bun style with a few strands of my hair falling loose around my face with part of my hair swooping over my forehead similar to the Disney Princess Ariel. I had simple pearl pins holding my hair up and silver orchid earrings with a pearl drop at the end. Each wrist was a beautiful multi-strand pearl bracelet with a silver orchid to match the earrings with smaller pearls in the center. My make-up was simmering champagne eyeshadow with a wing liner, soft blush pink dusted on my cheeks, and a fairy tale pink lipstick. In my lap was a Jimmy Choo cream white latte bucket bag design with Bon Bon embellishments of white jewels decorated on the back with a white gold circle handle. It was a smallish medium bag that had my phone, ticket, lipstick, and small bottle of Excedrin. I’ve been getting headaches lately and wanted to have some on hand if I get one at the event, though I doubt I will be drinking since I’ve been taking them. Hopefully, they just have some orange juice or a soda.

I watched the car pulled up to the front, I could see large banners hanging from the pillars for the event with several paparazzi outside taking pictures of everyone going in which I would be in just a moment. The driver got out as I picked up part of my long dress to get ready to step out as he soon opened the door for me. Helping me out with his hand I thanked him before softly smiling as flashes of cameras went off as I began to make my way up the steps inside. Entering the museum was beautiful as it always is, I remember my mother bringing me here as she loved art, and the history behind it. Often giving her inspiration for her music, how the art around her made her feel when she gazed up at them.

“Miss Sinclair!” I turned to see the head of the charity Ellis Matin. A older gentleman of fifty seven in a black tie suit. Heavy set in the gut with combed back was white with white/grey greyhound ears and tail. Dark brown eyes, light skin, and a warm smile. He was waving me over as I smiled at him walking to him.

“Greeting Mr. Matin,” I spoke shaking his hand.

“You can call me Ellis my dear, you look wonderful tonight,” he smiled back as he held his hand out letting me into the room.

“Thank you, Ellis, I’m happy I could be here.” “Nonsense my dear, you may have contributed quite a bit of money, but I also know about your struggles with your grandmother. This disease is so heartbreaking, even taking my lovely wife Maria,” he held his hand to his heart looking down painfully at the memory of his wife. I remember him telling him about his wife’s struggles, and how he made this charity for her, and for many others struggling. It was heart breaking, but he was doing everything for the good and has helped so many people through the years.

“I believe she would be so proud of you Ellis; you helped so many people, and I am happy to be a part of this,” I placed my hand on his arm as he nodded wiping his eye as I could tell he was touched.

“Thank you my dear, it means a lot to me, and I believe it too. Come enough tears, let me introduce you to some people,” he put on that warm smile as I nodded before following him to see some important people for the event.

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Everyone looked up from their tables as Ellis was onstage as I was standing off to the side as everyone looked up from where they were sitting at the round tables. Ellis had just dinged his glass as he stood at the podium. Behind him was a screen showing different images of families, people who have suffered from this disease, doctors, and information about Alzheimer’s. White roses everywhere decorated the area and stage as it was one of Maria’s favorite flowers. “Thank you everyone for coming tonight, I hold this every year as we gathered here to support each other, and the people who have suffered from this disease. Tonight we have a special guest speaking at tonight’s events, I would like to introduce someone who has struggle with family in dealing with Alzheimer’s, and more. Please welcome Miss bunny Sinclair,” Ellis announced as the crowd clapped as I walked onto the stage.

I got to the podium hugging Ellis tight before he left as I turned to everyone, “Thank you Ellis, it is wonderful that I can be here tonight, and to help so many other people.”

I unfolded the piece of paper as I began to read from it as it held my true feelings on this matter, “I know many of you have heard about me in the news dealing with my old boss Enel, being a stripper, and had poisoned myself. But through it all I made sure my family was taken care of, my grandmother.” I stared out to the crowd as they were listening with such empathy on their faces. “My grandmother when I was a child could remember her starting to forget things, small things like time, where she put something down, or even memories with my mother and father including me. It wasn’t until I was starting out in high school when my parents found out she was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. My mother and father took care of my grandmother until they couldn’t.”

I blinked quickly as I wiped my eye as I was trying not to cry, “They placed her in a good home that they could afford but it only got worse with the visits, and soon the doctors found it shocking that she progressed into the late stage so quickly. Even after my parents death, I spent the money they had left for me went into a better home even if the payments would have been higher than the first home. It was hard seeing her not knowing who I was, let alone why this was happening to her or who she was. I tried to see her, but each visit was harder and harder to try and spend time with her. I even asked the director if I could play the violin for her but made it that everyone else could enjoy, just to try and make her happy which she enjoyed.”

I looked around as many people seemed to be holding back their own tears hearing my story.

“Even after all I endured, all I sacrificed was for her. It is why I donated so much so I can too help others dealing with this disease, and what so many of you have as well,” a tear fell from my eye as I wiped it away. “Thank you for welcoming me, and I hope we can all donate to finding more research in helping cure this disease, helping families with the medical bills as I know can add up to so much. Thank you all for your generous donations, and I hope we can do more for a brighter future for not just our families, but for the people who have loved ones as well. To our loved ones, as we will never forget them as they will always be in our hearts!” I held up my glass as many other people did as well.

“To our loved ones!” Many other people called out, clapping and crying as I know I touched their hearts.

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“I think it would be best to not invest, the interest is incredibly high, and it would take a serious amount to recover. I think going with the lower interest would benefit better as the higher payout,” I took a sip of my juice as I was talking with a gentleman and his wife financial advice as many have asked or wanted to know my opinion on a topic.

“Miss Bunny,” I turned around as I saw a woman standing behind me dressed elegantly in an emerald spaghetti strap gown with a high slit up her left leg with same colored lace on the edges of the dress while her chest was almost on displace with how large they were. Her hair was long, wavy, light green hair hanging loosely in curls, skin far, and red lips. She had large white wings behind hers with a pattern resembling that of a snowy owl. Her eyes of amber brown shining bright as she grinned at me while holding a glass of champagne. The couple stepped away as I turned my attention to the woman before me.

“Yes, can I help you?” I asked, my gut was telling me something was off with her.

Her grin grew reminding me of a certain someone I dislike very much.

“I wanted to meet you, and give you my thanks personally,” she spoke, placing her arm around herself like she knew something big.

“I’m confused, have we ever met before?” the vibes I was feeling were becoming serious flags of caution.

“No we haven’t, but you met my younger sister Sugar,” she replied, making my face distort with disgust and irritation which she seemed pleased with my face.

I frowned deep as my anger was starting to brew, “You’re with him.”

“Doffy? Yes, we are one big happy family, but I was away on business when I heard Sugar ran away,” she boasted. “But I was greatly relieved when you found Sugar, I know it hard not presenting but she was so happy afterward. She speaks highly of you, so I wanted to thank you in person.”

I grumbled from my throat standing straight, “I’m glad she is okay but knowing what kind of enemies you and your ‘Boss’, it could have ended up much worst. Now tot eh real question, where is he? I doubt he is someone to donate to something like this.” Asking as I glanced around but didn’t see him lurking about.

She was definitely enjoying my discomfort, “He is around but wanted to give you space since this evening is so special for you.”

“It’s not special if he or you, being a part of that family is around. He has done nothing but disrupt my life, caused nothing but chaos-“

“But look at you now,” she motioned around me before looking back at me. “If he hadn’t come into your life Bunny, you probably would be at that shit hole of a job and stripping still.”

I gave a mischievous smirk that made her own faulter, “What makes you think I was going to stay at Enel’s and not already coming up with my own escape route?”

She seemed stunned as I walked up close to her whispering, “Tell your boss if he keeps wanting to mess with me, I have Tsuru’s number. I bet she would love to hear all the things I know, including what’s behind his left lenses.”

I pulled away as her eyes were wide but held a stoic expression as I grinned, “Have a good night.” I walked away leaving her stand there as I needed a stiff drink.

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Monet walked through the halls of the museum after her talk with Bunny until she rounded the corner to see Doflamingo dressed in a white tuxedo leaning over the balcony looking down with a glass in hand. Walking up to him, she could see that he was looking down to where Bunny was standing at the open bar waiting on a drink, chatting with the bartender.

Leaning her hip against the stone railing, swirling her drink in hand, “I can see why your so interested in her.”

“Fu fu fu, can you now?” Doflamingo grinned, shifting his stand to face Monet leaning on his arm and railing. “What did you think of her?”

Monet turned her head glancing down at Bunny, “She is a wolf wearing sheep’s clothing that’s for sure. She is sharp, she knows what goes on around her in a room; watching her I can easily see her ears move with certain conversations nearby. She is like a sponge, soaking up everything she can, and using it later where it could benefit her. I like her a lot.”

Doffy’s grin widened pleased by her words, “I knew you would, Bunny is extremely talented in so many ways which is why I want her in the business.”

Monet watched as Doflamingo turned back watching Bunny with his grin rising higher on the right side. Her eyes slowly began to widen as she could see something she wasn’t expecting. “You like her?” Her voice low filled with surprise.

Doflamingo looked at Monet confused, “Of course I like her, she has skills-“

Monet waved her hand, “No no, not like Doffy.” Doflamingo eyebrow raised even more confused as Monet continued. “Doffy, I think you have feelings for her, like actual real feelings. Like when we dated.”

Doflamingo looked taken back by Monets’ words. Yes, many years ago him and Monet dated which lasted two years but things came up and both broke up on a mutual level but Doflamingo did actually care for Monet, it was just business, and Monet felt that her love was for him was more different than his own. The feelings were less than before, and since then Doflamingo was the one who often spoke with Monet to get her honest on certain subjects than the rest of the family. Even when Doffy had other women, he was never attached, just used until he was bored and kicked them out.

Doflamingo stood up rolling his head back like his eyes as his cat ears were folded back, “I don’t do feelings Monet, we were young way back then, but feelings don’t work for me. Nothing ever good ever comes with having feelings, you were there with what Rosinante did.”

Monet put her glass down on the railing, “I understand that but literally looking at you now, how you are going to great lengths to get her. Admiring her, going to court, you defiantly like her more than just her skills Doffy. Is it because she told you ‘No’?”

Doffy clicked his tongue in distaste for her comment. Hands gripping the railing with his arms straight out, “Maybe, I mean who says no to me, I get what I want, pay what I want, I even gave her a contract which she wrote comments on ridiculing me on what I offered.” He gritted his teeth remembering that day.

“Either way Doffy, I can clearly see you like her not just for skills, but something more. Take it from me Doffy,” Monet placed her hand on his arm. She felt him tense as she knows he isn’t someone who can’t accept or knows how to deal with affection properly. “I can tell you truly like her, even in your own twisted mind. Don’t force her, forcing her will only push her away.”

“And what would you have me do Monet?” Doffy turned to her his face stoic.

“Well,” Monet crossed her arms under her chest giving him a knowing look. “What do you feel when you think of Bunny? Or around her? Help me understand this new obsession.”

Doffy let his head fall to the left before crossing his arms as he thought, holding his hand out as he explained, “First meeting was interesting, she was spitting into the blender which she seemed like she didn’t care if she got caught. Great dress she was in,” Monet watched as Doffy grinned at the memory. “Second time was even more interesting; she was busy at the club and that my presence was a bother. Even almost hit me when I tried to steal her treats her friend gave her, and then lost the game. Felt like electricity shot through my body when she was close, she states she has no scent, but I can smell it. Its pleasant.”

“What’s her scent?” Monet asked, her head was down watching him. Monet was great at reading people, it why she was handling some dirty business for Doflamingo with the Cesars, but she was the best one in the Family that could read Doflamingo the best.

Doflamingo thought for a moment, his face softening as he thought of it, “Strawberries. Freshly pick from a field with a hint of vanilla with sugar that smells from freshly whipped cream on a cake or frosting. Its faint but there.”

“What else from your other times you met Bunny?” Monet questioned as she slowly walked around Doffy as he turned leaning back as his back facing the railing to her. Arms still folded.

“Third time was entertaining, the way she danced, the glare as her eyes glanced over to me as I watched from the VIP seats. The outfit she wore was tantalizing, wanted to grip every part of her skin that was exposed out for the men there to see. The look she gave me was like she held all the power, staring down at me unimpressed. Though I was shocked when she told me Lawrence ratted me out, telling her everything I do and what I did I had Trebol do to him.” Frowning took hold on his face, bitter that lowlife spilled the beans. “I asked Lawrence if Bunny knew the second we met if she knew about the drugs, she didn’t but I guess she got called from Lawrence or something that suddenly made her hate me. She was flirty, had so much control over me when we were alone, I liked it.”

“And from then on you continued to get her to work for you?”

“No,” Doflamingo shook his head. “That night when she danced on our third meeting, she threw a brief case at me paying back the money Lawrence got me. Told me I was fired, I felt such a rush before like adrenaline flowing through my veins, a rush I hadn’t gotten in a long time. So, I got her fired and in business make a deal with her. Was going to blackmail her but she sued Enel so fast like she was steps ahead of my own plan for her. But what was more shocking was when I was going to bring the contract to her, to see that she was being wheeled out of the club on a stretcher when Enel assaulted her.”

“What you do?”

“I wanted to go to her, but with all the cops Lao stopped me but I visited her at her very disgusting apartment she lived at. Hell, I can still smell the mold, but I can still see the horrific bruised he left on her the bastard,” Doflamingo hissed clenching his teeth.

“So, you decided to help with the courtroom, I remember Giolla throwing a fit over the phone when she told me,” Monet replied, rolling her eyes at remembering the screech in Giolla’s voice from that call.

“But it was when after I testified, she sought me out, kneed my in the groin from our conversation, but it what she said that made me go back inside the courtroom that had me concerned.”

“Which was?”

“That I wouldn’t want something so broken, and poisoned. Then, in court she revealed what she did to herself. My mouth even dropped open when she exposed herself to everyone,” Doflamingo replied as he stood up with his hand out. “Even after that, seeing her on the television or internet doing well, it excites me seeing her do well, but I want that for me. For my company and business that she can bring in.”

Monet nodded her head, “By your description of what you’re experiencing whenever you are with Bunny, and away. You defiantly have feelings for her.” “No I do not Monet!” Doflamingo hissed angrily.

Monet stared at him not impressed by his rage as she knows him and how he acts even in denial, “You like her. You know better than anyone let alone tell, history or not I am very sure you have feelings for her. And instead of getting angry, how about for once you actually get to know her.”

“Doflamingo threw his head back groaning, running his hand over his hair and ears, “You sound like Rosi.”

“Either way Doffy, you know I don’t lie when I see something that is up with you. I’m heading back to the mansion to spend time with Sugar before I leave again, figure out something to get Bunny to you without force, if you do you will never have her,” Monet snipped back before walking away from Doflamingo looking displeased.

“Fuck,” Doffy cursed as he turned away hands on his hips.

He walked to the railing looking down below seeing that Bunny was conversing with people.

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“Thank you, Ellis I had a great time tonight,” I hugged Ellis as we were leaving the event as it was over. “It truly was Bunny, do get home safe, and thank you for tonight. After your speech more people donated extra going toward the charity, you are an angel,” Ellis boosted but I shook my head.

“Have a great night Ellis,” I chuckled at him as I picked up part of my dress heading down the steps.

Oh gawd, am I hungry! I spent so much time talking I barely had time to eat and peed three times from the orange juice I drank with two glasses of wine. Digging into my phone, I wonder if Fiesta is still open. I can go for a grilled shrimp taco right now. Or maybe four.

“You look beautiful Bunny.”

I looked to the side groaning at Doflamingo leaning against his car as I could see Lao in the driver seat. He was dressed in a white tuxedo with his feathered coat hanging off his shoulders. Why does he have to dress so handsomely? Oh, that might be the wine talking.

My shoulders slumped, “What do you want? I’m tired and hungry.”

He flicked his cigarette to the grown crushing it beneath his feet, walking to me.

“Really? I can take you anywhere you want. I haven’t eaten myself, ” he replied as he stood before me craning my neck up to see him.

I pinched the bridge of my nose; I really was tired and hungry to fight with him.

“I’m not in the mood to fight, I’m exhausted but fine,” I looked at him as he seemed shocked. “What?”

He shook his head, “Nothing just shocked you are allowing me to accompany you, your usually feistier which I like.”

“It’s been a long night and all I want is food, but we have to walk to where I want to get food. Can you do that or are you incapable of walking a distance?” I put my hands on my hips getting irritated.

His lips turned up, “I can walk just let me tell Lao.”

I rolled my eyes as he told Lao what he was doing before coming back to me, “Where to?”

“It’s in Central Park not far from here,” I pointed in the direction of where we needed to go.

“Lead the way,” he held his arm out for me to take but I rolled my eyes and walked away from him.

We crossed the street probably looking silly the way I am dressed but fashion is everywhere in this city. We walked the path into the park as it was dark, a few lamps were on for the path, people walking their dogs, few couples out but it wasn’t packed with other people. The cool air felt nice, opening my bag I started to take the pins out.

“Need help?” I looked up at him as he was walking with his hands in his pockets staring at me. His face was calmer than his usual grin, almost relaxed.

I shook my head, “I got it, there isn’t as many, and I styled it so it won’t be hard to take apart.”

“I meant what I said, you do look beautiful.”

I shoved the few pins in my hand into my purse, “You always tell me that.”

“True but you really are beautiful. Why would I lie about that?”

“Because you probably say that to all the beautiful women you meet or been with playboy. Sweet words from you don’t hold much weight for me,” I retorted back pull out the last pin, before I pulled out the ponytail shaking my head. “Ugh, that feels good, felt like another bad headache coming on with my hair so tight.”

“Have you been getting headaches lately?” Doflamingo questioned.

“A little bit, then again, it’s just a side effect from no longer taking the poison. Marco has been monitoring my brain making sure I don’t have an aneurysm, especially with the nose bleeds,” I replied until I stopped realizing I told him. “Damn I must be tired if I’m telling you all this.”

“Well, I appreciate you telling me, you know I care for you,” he played out the sympathy, I rolled my eyes at him.

“Yeah, sure you do,” I walked past him. “You caring would turn the world into a fiery abyss from hell. I doubt you even have a caring side in your entire photoshopped body.” “I am deeply hurt Bunny, and photoshopped? What does that even mean?” I turned to Doflamingo pointing at his stomach area.

“There is no way someone of your age is that ripped, plus the photo’s I’ve seen on you don’t even look real hence the saying photoshopped,” I giggled as he looked deeply appalled from my description of him with his hand on his chest.

“I am deeply hurt but let me tell you Bunny I am not photoshopped, I am that ripped,” he stated opening his vest pulling his shirt up revealing his six pack.

OMG HE IS RIPPED! THAT ISN’T FAIR!

My cheeks went warm as he grinned by my stunned expression by his actions, walking to me standing close making my blush more bending down to me.

“I work out quite often and take good care of my body Bunny. Nothing about me is photoshopped,” he chuckled before moving away to walk down the path.

Holy fucking hell! (O////O)

Shaking my head hard getting any thoughts about those abbs out of my head turned to walk past him making sure not to stare at him and that damn grin. “Hurry up!” I exclaimed, hearing him chuckle behind me deep.

We walked in silence until I saw the small restaurant ahead Fiesta, a Mexican shop selling some of the best tacos I have ever eaten. It is a small restaurant with no spacious seating in the location is at, but it is close to the large fountain nearby. It was run by Miguel Martínez, a guy who made his own food at college and even sold his food to his dormmates. He got the good idea to sell his food for real and made his own shop. The lights were still on as he has the shop open late on Saturdays with all the fall events starting to draw a crowd.

“Is this the place?” Doflamingo pointed at the restaurant we were walking to sound disappointed.

“Yes, it is. Why? Is your rich ass too rich to eat like a normal person in the world or is your stomach going to twist up till you puke,” I teased him. He looked down at me like ‘seriously?’. “What?! You sounded so disappointed; I couldn’t help but tease you.”

“Tease me all you want my dear, but my taste in food is of quality than of what you consider normal, but I will try it, much to my displeasure,” he grunted.

“Well, you are going to eat your words when you try Miguel’s food, it is so good I am gonna order two maybe three tacos,” I grinned as we got to the window. “Hey Miguel!”

A man turned around with in his early thirties wearing a white tshirt behind his apron with black chef pants and shoes. He was tan with a muscular build for being six foot tall with tattoos all over his arms. Beneath the black baseball cap with the business name on the front with his black wolf ears sticking out with his tail wagging as he grinned at me with one of his teeth silver.

“Bunny! Mamacita, you look muy bien! Why you out here looking this good chica?” He exclaimed, coming to the window looking impressed.

I ignored the growl behind me as I gave a little show to him of how I look, “I was just at an event, so I had to dress up, but I am dying for a shrimp fiesta taco. I was so busy talking with everyone I didn’t have much time to eat.”

“Well bella dama, I can defiantly get that for you, but um who is the pene de flamenco?” Miguel asked, thrusting his chin to Doflamingo behind me.

“Cuida tus palabras o terminarás perdiendo una mano,” Doflamingo spoke in Spanish making me spin around shocked to hear him speak another langue. His voice was deep when he spoke, and why did my nether region wake up from it?

“Woah woah, hold the phone my man I was just playing! No need to get all gangster on me, Bunny control your man I like my hands,” Miguel exclaimed holding his hands up but I spun back around waving my hands.

“Oh no he is not my man at all,” I rushed to say embarrassed to think Miguel thought me and Doflamingo was a couple.

“I could be,” I spun back around glaring at Doflamingo smiling.

“No, that will not happen. Ever.” His smile dropped.

“Damn Chica that’s cold,” Miguel chimed in as I turned giving him a look. He put his hands up looking away.

I turned back to Doflamingo, “Subject dropped now pick something off the menu.” I turned back to Miguel, “I’ll take two tacos and pepsi large.”

“I guess give me the lobster taco,” Doflamingo ordered stepping up beside me. His voice steady.

“Coming up!” Miguel rang up my order as I paid for both of us cuz I felt like it.

Miguel walked off as we moved to the side to wait for our food. After waiting we got our food and drinks as I lead Doflamingo as he held his food to the fountain where we sat down. I unwrapped my taco and dug in, oh so good and the flavors were greatly combined together. Oh, my stomach is so happy right now I was even kicking my feet up and down.

“Why not?”

“Why not what?” I asked, chewing my food.

“Why can’t I be ‘your man’?” He asked, not looking at me as he was leaning down on his knees picking at his food, pulling the lettuce off that stuck out of the taco.

“Because I know what you do,” he looked at me when I spoke low. “How you treat people, hurt them for your own personal gain.” I can’t believe I am going to say this. “It was nice that you took my side in court even though I was having a panic attack in my own body not knowing what you were going to say, but you told pretty much the truth with some lies, but you told the truth!”

“I did it so I could humiliate that prick for harming you,” he sat up growling thinking of Enel.

I turned my head as my hand went to my shoulder, I had that bruise even after the court battle before it faded away.

“Bunny,” I looked at Doflamingo who was looking at me almost human. “I may not have the best type of business you approve of but part of the things that I do are legit.”

“You deal drugs and other illegal stuff.” He threw his head back sitting up. “Bunny, I had to scrap from the bottom of the barrel to get where I am at now just like you. It may not be the same direction, but I did work my ass off to get where I am at, and yes, I hurt people. I’ve been betrayed enough times, and I don’t allow for it anymore,” Doflamingo explain as I can hear the rise in his voice as he sounded upset. Like he didn’t like talking about his past.

 I looked down at my taco placing it to the side as I actually felt bad for him even though I shouldn’t. I only know what Lawrence told me, what I could only find about him online. I want to push him away as I know he is dangerous but even with his schemes he seems to always show up.

“I was there when hurt you.” I snapped my head at him wide eyed.

“You were?!” I leaned away looking shocked at him.

He nodded putting the food down with his hands looking away ahead of him as his jaw was shifting like he was struggling to find the words, “I was coming to bring you a contract while you were working that night, but Lao stopped the car a distance from the club. I saw the lights getting out of the car until I saw you wheeled out on a stretcher. Lao stopped me not wanting to expose who we are with the cops; it wasn’t until later I found out what happened hence why I came to see you that night. Was even more pissed when I saw the bruise he left on your body.”

He…Does he actually l-

“Well, this is a shocking surprise,” I looked away from Doflamingo to see Tsuru walking towards us.

“What do you want/What do you want?” I turned to Doflamingo who said the same thing as me just as shocked. I guess he didn’t know I met Tsuru before.

“Well, that was weird, anyway what are you too doing out here?” Tsuru questioned folding her arms looking at us suspiciously.

I turned to her annoyed, “None of your business that’s what. Why are you even out here? Aren’t you supposed to be on some case or whatever you do unless you’re stalking Doflamingo.”

“Hey!” I ignored Doflamingo behind me as Tsuru’s eyebrow went up amused by watching us.

“I was going to get something to eat at Miguels until I saw you too sitting here. What are doing, on date?” Tsuru asked.

“Y-“ I slapped my hand over his mouth before he could even speak.

“No, we are not,” I turned to Tsuru who was smirking at us. “Don’t get any ideas that – ugh did you just lick my hand!” I screech pulling my hand away from his mouth wiping it on my dress while he grinned laughing at me. I looked disgusted as I stood up grabbing my food and drink. “Okay you talk to her, I’m throwing this away and find some soap to wash my hand off. Gross.”

I walked away leaving the two together.

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Doflamingo watched Bunny walk away, his smile still plastered on his face which Tsuru was staring at then at Bunny.

“You got it bad kid?”

Doffy looked at her confused, “What are you talking about?”

“If you’re saying that, you really have no clue,” Tsuru chuckled pulling out a pack of cigarettes pulling one out with her mouth stuffing the pack in her back pocket.

“How about speaking bluntly like you always do Grandma Tsuru?” Doffy contested.

“You like, like her.”

Doflamingo rolled his head throwing his hands up, “What is with everyone saying that? I can’t have interest in someone with exceptional skills I want for my business.” Tsuru laughed as she lite her cigarette. Inhaling as she blew the smoke out looking at Doflamingo with a knowing smirk, “Trust me kid, you got it bad for her, you just haven’t figured it out yet.”

Doflamingo narrowed his eyes at her about to speak-

BANG! BANG!

((The ‘+’ is for changing different scenes coming up soon))

Both of them looked to see Enel holding a gun at Bunny who looked to be holding her stomach falling to the ground.

“BUNNY!” Doflamingo roared as he bolted to her with Tsuru following behind. Enel saw him turning as he ran away from the scene. Doflamingo skid on his feet as he stopped picking Bunny’s body up as he could see she was shot in the abdomen bleeding out staining her dress, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

“Shots fired on the north side of Central Park, suspect is Enel. He is armed and dangerous!” Doflamingo ignored Tsuru as her walkie talkie.

~~The time has come~~

“Bunny! Open your eyes!” Doflamingo yelled, shaking Bunny as her eyes opened staring weakly up at him. The sight of her hurt felt like everything was crashing down on Doflamingo’s shoulders. This uncontrolled fear creeping through his body, such a dreadful feeling he hated. He pressed his hand to her stomach putting pressure on the wound. “Bunny talk to me.”

~~To pack away, all the joys~~

“I-I feel cold,” her voice was weak Doflamingo could hear. “I - I guess I meet….the same fate….as my parents.” A tear fell from her eye.

“You’re not dying here Bunny; I won’t allow it! You will not die here!” Doflamingo yelled, picking her up causing Bunny to cry out in pain. “Tsuru where is your car!” “Just over the stairs, lets get her to the hospital!” Tsuru yelled as Doflamingo followed behind her to her car.

~~You don't wanna hear my apology~~

Getting in the back as Doflamingo held Bunny as blood seeped through his fingers while Tsuru put a light on top of her car before peeling out onto the road. She snatched the walkie talkie in her car, “This is officer Tsuru on route to St. Jones Hospital, I need the hospital to be ready for a victim shot in the abdomen twice. The victim is bleeding out, struggling to stay conscious, and needs to be prepped for surgery. This is a high-level target, immediate action needed.”

~~Get it off my chest~~ ~~I would do my best~~

Doflamingo held Bunny rocking back and forth breathing heavy as he was struggling with Bunny in his arms bleeding, and going cold in his arms as her breathing was becoming more labored as she was struggling with the pain.

~~I know what you fear~~ ~~Similarities, we possess~~

“Bunny, stay awake, I need you to stay awake!” Doflamingo patted her cheek, waking her as her eyes was struggling to flutter open just so he could see those beautiful baby blues. “Damnit Bunny stay away you can’t fall asleep.”

“I…I’m tired…tired of this fight… we do….everything…..was fine….but I….guess….I deserve this.”

~~Never will I pass the test~~ ~~The scene is fading~~

“No Bunny, you do not deserve this do you hear me. You desevere everything in the world,” Doffy looked away from Bunny to yell at Tsuru. “Damnit, can’t you drive faster!”

“I’m driving as fast as I’m trying not to hit anyone! Keep her awake, she can’t fall asleep Doffy! We’re almost there!” Tsuru yelled back, swerving around cars and pedestrians as she was trying to get them to the hospital.

~~Can my soul be put to rest?~~

Doffy looked back down as he moved his bloody hand to tap Bunny’s cheek as her eyes were closed trying to get them to open. Doflamingo watched as Bunny was so pale, her frame cold to his touch as the blood was hot against his palm. Lifting his hand as he stared at the wound he had no choice but to stick his finger in the wound.

~~Death is gonna come for me~~

“AHHHH!” Bunny yelled in agony; her hand quickly grabbed his wrist trying to pull it out.

~~Be the change I couldn't be~~

“I’m sorry but you need to stay awake, my fingers are blocking the hole so you don’t bleed out anymore,” Doffy breathed out through his labored breath as his lips pressed against her head. Stomach curling in the folds at her pain screams. His fingers feeling the warmth from within her body as he had felt many times in his enemies he tortured, but this made him want to be sick.

~~Can you find a life that's like fairytales?~~ ~~Far from this tragedy~~  

“We’re here!” Doflamingo looked up as he watches Tsuru peel out as she turned the corner driving straight up to the carport. Doflamingo shifted his frame as he lifted his leg, pushing it outward as his foot collided with the door. Kicking it off the car frame as he got out ignoring Tsuru’s ‘HEY!’ as he rushed to the nurses with Marco pulling a stretch towards him.

~~Sad you had to wait for me~~ ~~Feels like an eternity~~

“What the fuck happened?” Marco cursed as Doflamingo placed Bunny on the stretcher running with them as they headed inside.

“Fucking Enel shot her, twice!”

“Damnit, she is losing blood fast! Get a bag of AB- stat! ER is being prepped now!” Marco ordered as they brought Bunny into a room, working fast as they began to hook her to IV’s and machines.

~~Please forgive me for my sins~~ ~~Angels wings, lifting and setting me free~~

Doflamingo stood at the door as he watched the staff hook Bunny up to everything she needed, one of the nurses was cutting her dress to get access to the wounded area. Feeling like the world was moving so slow around him, the smell of blood on him filled his nose, his body feeling like he was being held down by cement blocks chained to his every limb.

~~Death is gonna come for me~~  

“Alright, let’s move her!” Marco and the other nurses lifted Bunny’s body to a different stretcher with her bloodied dress left behind as they began to move Bunny into the hallway towards the ER. Doflamingo couldn’t move as he watched them take his Bunny away from him, standing there covered in her blood like a statue of grief.

~~Be the change I couldn't be~~

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Scrubbing his tattooed arms as gold eyes held great terror while his face stoic, scrubbing his skin until he felt like they were going to bleed from his nails and brush in his hands.

“Law!” the man turned was none other than Trafalgar Law. His black hair under a black scrub bandana with his snow leopard ears folded back under the fabric. A tall slender frame though his arm shows a muscular side covered with tattoos. Eyes pure gold shined brights from his tan skin. He was in black scrubs when he turned to see Marco burst in looking frantic.

~~Can you find a life that's like fairytales?~~ ~~Far from this tragedy~~  

Marco rushed ot him but making sure not to touch him, “Law, can you do this? It’s Bunny!” Marco asked, desperately worried as he knew this was going to be hard for Law.

“I’m not letting her die Marco, I fucked up in the past, but I won’t let her die,” Law grounded out, trying to steady his voice from cracking. The memories flood through his whole body of his time with Bunny so many years ago, and the things he did held so much guilt weighing his body.

~~Sad you had to wait for me~~

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Law was in the operating room with nurses around him as Bunny lay on the table with a  tub down her through. Her abdomen was open as Law was working delicately as he was trying to cauterize the bleeding trying to find where it was coming from.

“Damn, where is it coming from?” Law cursed, as he was trying to search through her intestine, stomach, liver, and other organs. He had already sutured and cauterize two of the holes from her stomach and large intestine but she was still bleeding out.

~~Feels like an eternity~~  

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~~Please forgive me for my sins~~

Tsuru was back in the park after she dropped Doflamingo off trying with a missing car door as she watched the policemen and women around her tape off the area Bunny was shot. She stared at the area where Bunny was bleeding out, number signs scatted in the small area where bullet casings were found.

“Staff general, we found the gun!” Tsuru snapped her head in the direction before raisng her finger at the policeman holding the gun with a pen.

“Bag that up! We can’t lose that!” Tsuru ordered, the man nodded.

Tsuru turned to another man walking up to her was tall in a black suit with a pillowed like jacket with a piece of steak stuck to his face.

“Officer Vergo, any updates on Enel?” Tsuru asked, Vergo shook his head.

“No, we are still looking for him.”

“Damn,” Tsuru cursed. ‘Where the hell could he be?’ she thought, worried about the safety of others and for Bunny.

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~~Angels wings lifting and setting me free~~

~~The question of my love~~  

“Young Master!” Doflamingo looked up from his chair as he was leaning forward, arms on his knee’s hands clasped tight to see Giolla rushing to him with the rest of his family.

“Oh, my gawd, Doffy are you hurt?!” Giolla gasped horrified at the sight of Doflamingo as he hadn’t changed his cloths when the nurses offered him a spare change of scrubs so he wouldn’t be wearing the bloody cloths which he refused.

Doflamingo stood up, looking down at his cloths, “No, Bunny got shot, by Enel.” A growl escaped his mouth at the man’s name. “What?!” The family gasped in shock, some covering their mouths with their hands.

Doflamingo felt a surge of rage roll over him as his teeth clenched tight with his fist before punch the wall leaving a hole, “That bastard!” The family looked scared as their Young Master’s face was twisted in hostility, and the craving to spill blood. Doflamingo pulled his hand away as he turned to his family. “I want him alive; I don’t care who we have to get but I want ENEL ALIVE! IF HE THINKS HE CAN GET AWAY WITH THIS HE HAS ANOTHER THING COMING!”

~~Slipping right through the cracks and crumbling to dust~~

Doffy swung his arm out pointing to his family, “I send out an order to find Enel, call everyone we have! Set price is three million dollars for capturing Enel live and to me!” “Sir, are you sure? It’s just-“Giolla froze when Doflamingo looked at her making her sweat as she could feel his stare of rage at her.

He walked up to her getting close as he towered over her as she cowered where she stood gulping.

“I. Want. Enel. Alive. Are you going against my orders?” Doflamingo growled deep, his words only a whisper but it made Giolla shook her head.

“N-no Young Master, it will be done,” she whimpered staring up at him.

His glasses almost glowing bright red in the shadowed light making him seem so much larger, and terrifying. “You have twenty-four hours to find him starting now. Move.”

The Family nodded rushing away as they pulled their phones out to make calls while Lao stood in his place.

“Why are you still here?” Doffy growled, his temper ever rising with the seconds.

“Let me take you home for you to change Young Master, Miss Sinclair is going to be in surgery for a while,” Lao spoke calmly as he usually does.

Doflamingo didn’t want to go, but looking down seeing the blood still damp on his form was making him sick. It was her blood, not something he ever wanted to see.

“Find, but we are going hunting Lao, don’t try and stop me,” Doflamingo moved passed him as Lao followed behind.

“I wouldn’t dream of it sir,” Lao replied as he followed Doflamingo to the car.

~~The question of my love~~ ~~Slipping right through the cracks and crumbling to dust~~  

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Doflamingo was standing in his room in front a mirror buttoning up a black shirt as a frown was deep on his face. He had showered off the blood from his body as Lao burned his cloths out back while his mind was racing faster than a V8 engine. His mood was foul, raging through his veins from the events playing over and over in his head. He turned from the mirror as he adjusts his gun holsters that held his black and gold Desert Eagle Magnum 50AE guns that he had strapped on with in his back pocket was a sheathed push dagger in the back on his belt with two extra clips for his guns. His shirt was left untuck to his blade and clips as he wore black pants that still exposed his ankles as he always wore black dress shoes with a steel toe on the outer part of the toes. Turning he grabbed his black jacket slipping his arms through the sleeves adjusting his shoulders and sleeves down to his wrist. Walking out Doflamingo grabbed a pair of black leather gloves he put on strapping it down on his wrist as he moved to the door. Gripping the hand, he threw the door open letting it slam against the wall as he quickens his pace as he grabbed the railing on the third floor jumping over it.

~~Climb into the ring for a battle that you can't win~~ ~~Swing as hard as you can swing, it will still mean nothing~~ ~~Should've seen it coming, it had to happen sometime~~ ~~But you went and brought a knife to an all-out gun fight~~  

The scene changes as a door to a bar was kicked in startling the few men in the bar showing Doflamingo who kicked the door off it hinges before his family rushed in grabbing the men who began to fight back. Doflamingo running to the bar as he jumped over grabbing the boss as he fought the mans hand stretching it out as he thrusted his elbow down breaking the man’s arm as he yelled out in pain before getting punched in the face by Doffy gripping his shirt yelling down at the man crying in pain as bone stuck out of his wrist blood gushing from his wound.

~~And the only thing that's safe is the banner that you wave~~ ~~To be wrapped around your grave~~

Spinning the man around as the scene changed as Doflamingo was yelling pointing his gun at three men on the ground that were badly beaten up by him and his family as they were bruised and blood looking up at Doflamingo telling him something only for him to sneer down at them before pulling the trigger shooting each person in the head before turning away.

~~You've gone too far~~ ~~Who do you think you are?~~ ~~Is this what you came for?~~ ~~Well, this means war~~

Doflamingo was dodging punches as a tall muscular man was fighting him as the Young Master swiftly moved to the side grabbing the dagger him his belt holing it as it stuck out above his fingers as his hands created fist to grab the arm of the man before him stabbing in the side multiple times as blood gushed from his side before releasing the guys arm to grab a bottle smashing it down on the mans head as it shattered. Doflamingo stomps down on the guy’s head several times crushing it in spilling blood all over his shoes before turning.

~~Say anything you want, but that's not gonna get you nowhere~~ ~~The only thing you brought is psychological warfare~~ ~~Well, there's no getting out, and now you got to wonder~~ ~~Who will dig you out when you're six feet under?~~

~~And the only thing to save is the banner that you wave~~ ~~To be wrapped around your grave~~  

As the image shifted to Doflamingo watching as Trebol, Diamante, Senior Pink, and Lao held a man down as a he was screaming while Doflamingo held a torch to a trash can as a rat was inside biting away at the man’s flesh underneath. Doflamingo growling out words as the man was begging for his life trying to give what he knew to Doflamingo. Only for Doffy’s family to break the man’s legs and arms backwards on the pool table. Screaming as Doflamingo took the torch burning the man’s face off before throwing it across the room cursing, kicking chairs frustrated.

~~You've gone too far~~ ~~Who do you think you are?~~ ~~Is this what you came for?~~ ~~Well, this means war~~  

Doflamingo was in the car as Lao drove the car Trebol got a call, then informing him of the information making Doflamingo grin so devilishly wicked be busted out laughing before yelling out orders as Lao understood. The shadows on his face as he looked down and the glow of his red glasses showed immense satisfaction with what news he got. The car drove away as the building behind them was burning down in a hellish blaze.

~~And the only thing to save is the banner that you wave~~ ~~To be wrapped around your grave~~

~~You've gone too far~~ ~~Who do you think you are?~~ ~~Is this what you came for?~~ ~~Well, this means war~~  

Doflamingo walked up to a group of people that worked for him as the man opened the trunk. Inside was Enel tied up and gagged looking terrified, but even more when he saw Doflamingo standing over him grinning like the devil he was. Enel began to thrash in panicked fear, before Doflamingo closed the trunk letting the bastard alone in the dark.

~~Well, this means war~~

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Enel was strung up with chains with his arms out on each side of him while on his knees, and butt naked. His body was trembling with fear, it was rattling the chains he was wearing and cuffed at his ankles too. Over his head was a black cloth bag blocking his view, the smell of the cloth burning his nose and something so bitter of cold mildew of mold wafting in the air. His mouth was still gagged under the bag as it was filled with his spit, soaking wet in his mouth until the bag was lifted from his head. Eyes shut tight from the blinding light stinging his eyes. Slowly Enel opened his eyes slowly trying to adjust to the light as he could see he was in a red brick room looking like it had aged poorly through the years, looking down was a small drain beneath him. Glancing up slowly, Enel stared out as he saw a shadowed figure sitting on what looked to be a wooden stool. The figure’s body appearance was large as Enel began to shake even more as the lenses the figure wore stood out glowing ready from the exit sign behind the figure emulated as the red glow shaped the outer form of the figure.

The figure stood up slowly walking to Enel as he could see coming closer to the light where he was strung up was Donquixote Doflamingo. His upper body was exposed showing having a "well-built" frame with "defined" muscles, appearing "ripped", with broad shoulders, a strong chest, and prominent biceps, giving the impression of straight raw power. Veins could be seen pulsating on his arms with his leather gloved hands clenched in tight fits. A vein protruding from Doflamingo’s neck, and forehead as his frown was deep.

“You thought you could run away after shooting Bunny,” Doflamingo voice was cold, void of any compassion staring down at the man shaking like a dog about to piss himself.

“Mmmphy! MMMMMPHT THHHHSSUMPT!” Enel tried to speak but was muffled from the gag in his mouth.

“Remove his gag,” Doffy ordered.

Behind Enel as Diamante appeared from the shadows, his hand also gloved as he pulled the gag from Enel’s mouth before stepping away and him and Trebol moved around him to exit the room leaving Doflamingo with Enel with the door slamming shut.

“Please Donquixote, I was upset I was losing everything! My company was shut down, I was angry!-AHH!” Enel’s head snapped to the right sharply when Doflamingo punched Enel. Lip splitting as blood began to spill from Enel’s mouth. His body trembling as tears fell from his eyes crying like a child.

“ANGRY!? YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT ANGER IS!” Doffy bellowed, he swung his fist again hitting Enel on the right side. A strong crack filled the air as Enel broke down spitting a tooth out from his mouth and blood. “You were pissed off that she was succeeding while you were going down into the gutter! You were pissed when she won the case! You planned this from the start because OMEGA GOT THE BETTER OF YOU! YOU SHOT HER IN COLD BLOOD! YOU THOUGHT, PLANNED, AND STALKED BUNNY TO KILL HER!”

“P-p-please, “Enel begged. “Mercy, please.”

Doflamingo stood up, “Mercy? I have no mercy left to give to you Enel. You’re pathetic, you shouldn’t have never present as an Alpha if you’re crying and shaking like a fucking idiot.”

Doflamingo turned walking away before Enel could hear a cart rolling, his eyes looked to see a metal cart being dragged by Doflamingo seeing multiple items for torture.

“No! NO PLEASE! I REGRET WHAT I DID! PLEASE NO! NO NO PLEASE!” Enel screeched pulling on his chains, terrified s Doflamingo picked up a knife with jagged edges and rusted.

“You are going to experience pain that will etch into your soul Enel,” Doflamingo turned to him with the rusted knife. “Bunny is fighting for her life, you hurt what was mine, what I covet, and was actually having a decent conversation with her. You aren’t leaving this room alive.”

“No! NO NO! PLEASE GOD NOOOOOOO!”

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After four hours, Trebol and Diamante were waiting outside the staircase smoking until they heard a door open then slam shut. They were far from the city in a special area Doflamingo owned in the deepest part of the woods near the ocean. Both looked to see Doflamingo covered in blood, splattered on different parts of his stomach, chest, arms having the most and blood splatter across his face. Diamante hand Doflamingo a jug of water to wash off his body and a towel ready with a fresh pair of cloths as the Young Master began to take off his gloves and pants.

“Burn everything after you clean off all evidence, then dump his body,” Doflamingo spoke before walking off as the two nodded.

Diamante and Trebol looked at each other before grabbing the cleaning supplies before heading back down. Opening the door, they saw the scene of what Doflamingo had done to Enel. Trebol saw the scene before rushing back out to throw up as it was the worst he had ever seen while Diamante held his hand to his nose trying to cover it from the smell. Enel was chained up still, his ears that drooped down were cut off completely, only to be cauterized from the burned singed closed from the burnt smell in the room as well the smell of piss permeating the air with the blood. There were cut marks all over Enel’s body, burned marks on his nipples that were burned off. His penis was cut off, burned to stop the bleeding, Diamante could see the blood filling Enel’s ball sack as Doflamingo had crushed beneath his foot. Fingers broken in different directions, fingernails ripped off, teeth pulled, Enel’s legs pulled out as his knees were beaten with a sledgehammer, toes broken, the Achilles heel was slashed open. Enel’s mouth hung open from the large Glasgow smile that reach up high on each side to TMJ where his jaw would have moved up and down. Enel’s eyes were hollow as Doflamingo dug out his eyes with a melon scooper while he was alive.

“Holy hell,” Diamante cursed, holding back the bile in his stomach that was churning bitterly in his gullet.

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Hope you enjoyed this ride! Until next time! Happy New Year!

[starrysnowdrop]

Ishgardian Ball Headcanons

For Hali x Aymeric

So I had forgotten that I haven’t actually written out all of my headcanons for the Ishgardian Ball! I’ve had a lot of this planned out in my head for months now, and I have to thank @meepsthemiqo and @traveler-of-light for bouncing around ideas and helping me with these headcanons! I’m sure they both will have plenty of their own ideas with their ships to share at some point, so this list will focus on just Hali x Aymeric.

Also, if you would like to join in and share your own ideas for an Ishgardian Ball with your OC, please feel free to tag me so I can read them! With that, I hope you all enjoy!

There are many balls that are put on by the highborn of Ishgard throughout the year, but the one I am referencing and will eventually write out in full is one that is in celebration of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn’s victory over the Endsinger, and it’s also taking place during the season of Starlight, so the theme of the ball is winter.

The ball is also extremely important to Hali and Aymeric personally, because it will be when they officially announce their courtship, when they will make their debut as a couple.

Hali will be wearing a midnight blue sleeveless dress, with sparkles covering the dress (see above, bottom right), along with a set of snowflake earrings and necklace, all covered in diamonds. Her pink hair is worn long and loose, but has been curled and styled, with blue and silver eye makeup and cute snowflake design along the eyelids.

Aymeric is wearing a matching midnight blue tuxedo, with white accents and silver accessories and embroidery. His cuff links match Hali’s jewelry, as they are in the shape of snowflakes.

Hali has one huge problem though: how is she to dance with Aymeric? She is still a lalafell, but she can’t reach up to him to properly do all the ballroom dances with him, and they both are obviously wanting to dance with each other.

But Hali soon comes up with a solution: she asks her best friend G’raha if he could teach her the levitation spell that he used to save everyone at the Tower of Zot in Thavnair. And he of course agrees, as he wants to see his friend happy with the man she loves.

At the ball, Hali and Aymeric are announced together as they walk into the ball hand in hand. They lead the first dance, and everyone is amazed when Hali levitates herself up to Aymeric’s height so that they can dance together. Once the first dance is concluded, everyone cheers for the happy couple.

The only one that seems to not look entirely happy about Hali and Aymeric is Artoirel, as he was the one who had helped convince Aymeric several years prior to stop pursuing Hali and not to tell her that he loved her. But now that they are together and the populace, for the most part, doesn’t seem to have a problem with their relationship, Artoirel looks really foolish. Hali purposely gives Artoirel the side eye every chance she gets, as she’s still mad at him for interfering with her and Aymeric’s relationship.

The new couple dances and drinks the night away, and when they go back to Borel Manor, they make love for the first time; they lose their virginity to each other that night as well.

[livvyofthelake]

how much did millie bobby brown slay in damsel 2024 with DETAILS please :-)

she was slaying and serving the entireee time for real... she was screaming and yelling and crying and breathing so heavily at times you worried she was gonna pass out due to the fact she was still wearing that damn corset and she was grunting while climbing up ropes and jagged cliffs and then doing more screaming. basically our girl made a lot of noises... which had me very worried in certain scenes and i had to be like girl be quiet the dragon can hear you!! but she literally was not letting up on the letting out shrieks and yells. and that was the weirdest way i could start talking about this movie but i just wanted to set the stage for everyone so we all know this was a screaming movie. and i KNOW we all love it when millie bobby brown screams her fucking head off we all saw stranger things season two...

anyway i don't know if i'd necessarily say this was her best acting but i'm not about to be some asshole who thinks she stopped being talented after she turned 17 and romanticize the "glory days" of early stranger things like what am i a man get serious... she's a great actress in everything she does! but i would say this was probably a very very easy role to play for her so i imagine there was a certain level of phoning in. i say that as a compliment to her talent not a put down of the film's writing... but elodie is not a character she had to put in a lot of work for like she had to be able to scream and yell and run. and she had to be kind and likeable but most of the heavy lifting there is already done via the fact we are already rooting for her because she got thrown into a dragon's lair as a blood sacrifice... what i'm saying is that it's an easy movie both to make and to watch it's not revolutionary but it IS huge massive insane to ME because it's so like, within the confines of it's genre (girlfantasy) because i happen to like it's genre very very much!

OK SO. i simply must talk about the outfits. as we know they put her in a beautiful gorgeous wedding gown and it was progressively torn to shreds as the story went along which was AWESOME. the way they showed her being prepared for the wedding in so much detail and we saw how many layers and how much went into the dress and how much it must have weighed down on her (both literally and metaphorically!!!) and restricted her movement, and it's destruction represents the dismantling of her faith in the system she was essentially sold into... the dress was literally DESIGNED to trap her in the cave with the dragon i was losing my mind at the part where she couldn’t get further into the cave away from the dragon because the hoop skirt was stuck on the rocks like that was crazy… and. now. was it insane that in the end she was essentially wearing a sleeveless minidress with a snatched corseted waist? well a little yeah that was kinda ridiculous. but the larger point was that she escaped the traditional constricting dress they put her in so they could continue on in their comfortable life and she was left in the underdress exposing the wiring and manipulation that exists underneath their society’s beautiful exterior… you understand!

and her character was soooo lovely is the thing... perfect girlfantasy protagonist fr...!! lowkey her guinevere choices realness. um but without the prophetic visions! i loved how the whole movie opened with her and her sister chopping wood to bring back to their town like she's a lord's daughter but she isn't above doing everything she can to help! she didn't want to get married either but she knew it would help her people... when she saw that first bird on fire in the dragon's lair and she gently held it after stamping the fire out but she couldn't save it... almost cried! she just had so much care for all life and so much drive to protect everything and everyone and most especially herself... the way that she was the second sacrifice out of three so she kept going because she knew there was still one girl left she had the power to save... crazy stuff!!! she even saved the dragon...

the way that in the end when she walked into that third wedding and everyone was shocked that she clawed her way out of that mountain and back to their castle for revenge and there was a moment where it was almost implied that they'd spare her and find another sacrifice if she still wanted to be the prince's wife and take part in their family's sick farce... and she was like fuck off actually i think you should all stand here in your golden palace while my new bestie the dragon burns your shit to the ground... and it was cunty!!!!!!! i was clapping and cheering and smiling yayyyy!

in conclusion. a 10/10 slay, we love you millie bobby brown <3

[kawaoneechan]

Honestly? I'd like a 2D animal crossing

— @letrune

Okay. Let's consider that.

What would have to change to make an Animal Crossing game work in 2D?

In Population Growing, the first game on the N64 and GameCube, both the human player and regular animal villagers had only one kind of outfit with any textures, built in or custom designed, applying to the player's shirt/dress and hat alike, and to villagers' shirts. Those shirts were baked into the villagers' models. Likewise, special characters had their outfits as part of their 3D models.

In New Horizons each villager species comes with its own set of outfit models, as does the player. The main difference to the first game is that they can technically wear nothing just as well as have sleeveless long tops or short tops with sleeves.

All this, for both games, helps make clothes fit every villager.

However: in the GBA Animal Island mini-game part of Population Growing, which could be considered the nearest thing to a 2D sprite-based AC, each islander is only ever shown in one character-specific outfit. So no matter what, 2D sprite Ankha is only ever seen in her red aloha outfit. Presumably. Islander sprites are tiny.

Assuming a reasonable resolution and therefore sprite size, different villager species should have different physical looks. You could build them up from separate parts no problem — head, tail, body, maybe separate arms, and clothing to match — but the nature of 2D makes the clothes a big fucking issue.

For every single clothing item in the game, you'd need a full sprite sheet. If we go with Population Growing style sleeveless tops only, things remain manageable in that you'd need frames for facing sideways, up, down, maybe diagonally up and down, and maybe bending over or lying down. But then you'd have to do it all over again for other species' builds, as Rocket is easily twice the size of Agent S.

That's way too many sprites. That's an explosive amount.

There's the idea of having outfit sprites that are basically rainbow vomit, where each specific pixel color can be mapped to a point on a texture, including opacity so you can shape the result. But I don't know how to possibly make such a sprite, and there's the idea that there's only so many colors available, plus shading. At a reasonable size for a reasonable resolution, you'd quickly run out of rainbow vomit.

(A few minutes later...)

The same trick would do well for the characters wearing the outfits.

But at that point you'd be better off just using 3D models.

[shizukateal]

So, about Hirogaru Sky Precure's designs... what do you think about them?

Cure Sky

Pretty good! My only nitpick is that, while I do like the cape, the twin ponytails are too long and the flow of the 3 things competes. It would also be better if the cape went a bit more over the shoulder and perhaps a bit shorter, since it kinda looks like it's about to slip even with the cord and epaulet holding it. In fact, it would be better if the top was a bit more militaristic like the jackets of the school council from Utena instead of these -perfectly nice but almost generic- detached balloon sleeves. It would suit her dream of becoming a hero to her sky country a bit more.

Cure Prism

She kinda looks like a sylveon gijinka, which obviously makes me grant her more points, and I certainly like her a lot, but there's a bit of clutter around her torso. The braids that dangle towards the front, the jabot, the ribbon sleeves, and the ribbon near her hip kinda compete, but boy do I adore that opening in her skirt and her overall silhouette is still pretty clean. If I made a ranking I'd put her right above Cure Yell, she's not perfect but she's doing many things that I like.

Cure Butterfly

I completely understand what she's trying to do and I appreciate it, but her execution doesn't work. She's kinda trying to have her cake and eat it by having elements that could work on their own but that together mishmash and compete. Just having one layer over her top creates a problem with the stuff on the skirt, but two of them criss-crossing like that? Unsightly.

As for the skirt decorations, well, each presents a bit of a problem. The back ribbon is pretty but it would never work as the butterfly wings that it's trying to simulate because it's at her hip height, which makes it even more impractical and makes the hair overshadow it. It would have been a lot better if those were actual butterfly wings instead, because that would compliment and balance her tiny, ""skimpy"" (I'm not trying to imply that she's sexualized) outfit. The other two skirt accessories would be better combined into one, the fabric under the side-ribbon sticks out a bit too much and ends up disrupting, and the two over layers look to bare, especially since they don't go all the way to the back. I have the same problem with the garter as I had with Cure Etoile in that it looks too thin to mean anything even if it's there to balance the sock.

Cure Wing

From the side and back I can see how she'd want the tail and top jacket to work, but it doesn't hold up. The effect would've been better achieved by an actual tailed tuxedo jacket, even if that meant that the tail would've had to be smaller. On its own the way the tail goes up and down the hip line transition would've worked on some other outfit, but in this one it highlights how disconnected from the rest it is; the front of the over jacket also doesn't help its case by being so bare and having only a collar with no lapels. It just brings attention to how redundant it is when she already has the sleeveless vest underneath. Based on how it looks from the back I assume that it was an attempt to make the thing look a bit more sailor fuku-esque? Or at least that's how the effect of the clash ends up looking from the front.

Without the jacket and tail the ponytail could've worked, but with them she has the same problem as Cure Sky- it turns into flow that drags down and competes. Same problem with the garter as well, too thin to actually matter and the dangling pink ribbon doesn't match well with her more tomboyish look, even if its not traditional tomboy but rather gnc fancy tomboy.

[pof203]

A Summoner Birthday

Fashion 23 and (possibly) 24

Arachne: Our next model is one hunk of beef. He's considered a big lovable buffalo with a lot of love and ready to give it to everyone. He's the football captain and super start of Yoyogi Academy. He's ready to make his kickoff to greatness, especially in a hot splash.

The Yoyogi Football Captain Buffalo, Wakan Tanka!

Arachne: Ah, that outfit takes me back to my time as a seaside fashionista. Like the original one, the sleeveless hoodie shows off his muscles and has a sexy buffalo design on the front. The green skintight shorts with black racing stripes make it easier for movement, especially when running, have have matching shoes.

Alice: Though I don't really see how this fits into a fairy tale. I think I have something similar in my closet.

Arachne: I chose this outfit based on the genre known as isekai, when someone, usually a young man or woman, is taken to another world. A world of fantasy, usually on the functions of an RPG. The situation we're in is similar to that, so I think this fits perfectly. But I have made some improvements. The outfit can take a lot of heat in hot places to avoid extra sweating, though, he might still need to cover up in cold places. And the eyes in the buffalo have a camera feature so he can show us everything he sees without his phone.

You never cease to amaze, my Arachne. I know these improvements will help us on our quest.

Arachne: Indeed they might... However, there's another feature your clothes have.

Wakan Tanka: (looking down) Yes, I know... (looking up again and smiling) Don't worry, I'm ready?

Alice: Ready for what?

Wakan Tanka: Here we go... Great Spirit Power, Henshin! Buffalo Up!

Suddenly, the glowing green ribbons from before wrap themselves around Wakan Tanka in a human sized cocoon, almost like a magical boy transformation. Wakan Tanka's glowing body changes from green to brown. A burst of light comes from it. Then, it fades...

Arachne: From the World of the Great Spirit is its World Representative who has worn himself out giving his love to others. But he still has much of it to give, even though it hurts him and sometimes us. But he has a heart of gold and it won't give way to doubt.

The Bone-Weary Bovine, the Permeator of All Creation, Wakan Tanka∞!

Everyone was surprised to see this.

Arachne: Wakan Tanka's original outfit can change when he does. This attire is based off of his usual attire. The tunic have a good design to go well with his belt that has a turquoise buckle. They also have feathers that match. The metal bands also bring out his tattoos which glow and for decorations many necklaces of turquoise, minerals, and feathers.

Alice: (curious) Is he... wearing anything under there?

Arachne: Sorry, confidential unless he says so. The improvements I've made is that the tunic is bulletproof, waterproof, fireproof, cold resistant, and the bands also deflect certain attacks. Not much else to add since in this form, he's extremely powerful.

I have to say, this is fine work. Even I can hardly tell that this is not the same garment I wear when I am in this form.

Arachne: And now...

AUTHER'S NOTE: I'll explain how Wakan Tanka can change into his Infinity form later. Also keep in mind, this takes place after Chapter 13 which I have only seen some of on YouTube and have not made it there myself in the game. Feel free to tell me if I missed anything, but don't spoil it too much. Thank you.

[42lolita]

4 Easy Steps to be a Plus Size Lolita Beauty in 2023

Intro

Because the same query (I'm a plus-sized girl, where can I get Lolita clothes?) has just risen to the top of searches, Many adolescent girls are prone to low self-esteem or becoming easily dissatisfied with their supposedly minor flaws, but Lolita fashion is like the light that shines into life, the spiritual power and inner world that is strengthened by love, the magic that can help people become more self-assured and determined. We have made the decision to compile a brief tutorial and demonstrate how to buy and purchase plus size Lolita dresses. Just remember to follow these suggestions before making a decision!

Step1: Get Your Measurements

First and foremost, it's crucial to be aware of your measurements when shopping for big size Lolita in general, but especially for plus size Lolita. When it comes to "normal" clothing, being aware of your size "XL" or "18" may be helpful, but those designations are largely meaningless in Lolita. Additionally, there are differences between Chinese and American sizes.

The most crucial measurements for Lolita outfits are the bust and waist. The widest area of your chest should be measured (while wearing a bra) to determine your bust size, and the smallest part of your torso, located directly between the ribs and the belly button, is your waist. Knowing the distance from your waist to your knees is also helpful if you're tall so you can choose a Lolita dress that fits properly. Learn these distances in both centimeters and inches!

Step2: Discover Your Ideal Fit

Speaking of Lolita fashion, there are JSK, SK, OP, etc. How should we choose our fit? Here are some tips:

JSK

JSK can refer to a vest dress, a sleeveless dress, or a skirt with shoulder straps. JSK is the best option over salopette because the latter will make wearers appear heavyter. Large size Girls from Lolita should pick a plus size JSK dress with adjustable buttons. These buttons can be altered to fit your individual bust and waist, and it will also be more comfortable. 

We advise trying a mid-length or long Lolita JSK if you are self-conscious about your thighs or have uneven leg lines. Long hemlines conceal the flesh on the legs while also making the legs appear longer than they actually are.

If you have a large bust, you should pick a JSK with a natural waist rather than one with a high or empire waist. When a dress has a high waist and is poorly fitted, it can occasionally make you look pregnant. In the real world, a high waist style will draw attention to your bust, which is unflattering to plus size Lolita girls. If you have a large bust, there are additional things you should take into account.

Avoid using bulky lace, ruffles around the bust, floral designs, and other intricate decorative elements on the upper portion of the dress as these will accentuate the breast. Just keep in mind to pick a Lolita outfit that will highlight your waistline!

SK/Skirt

One of the most popular Lolita versions is the SK, which has the advantages of being both functional and versatile to wear. The majority of Lolita skirts lack a waistline, making them great for hiding both meat and skinny people. However you wear it, everything looks beautiful!

A top shirt typically goes with a skirt. A SK may be created with or without shoulder straps. Normal-waisted skirts will make people look more slender than high-waisted ones. Another tip is to select skirts that end below the knee, so that if you're not happy with the length of your legs, they will only reveal a small portion of them.

OP

An OP specifically alludes to a dress with sleeves. Long sleeves or short sleeves may be OP. You are free to choose a skirt with any waistline. You can select a belt in the same shade as your plus size OP dress to go with it! To a certain extent, the waistband can highlight the slim waist and accentuate the waistline, giving the legs the appearance of being long and lean. The waistband gives the impression that the person is taller overall, making them appear thinner.

Puff sleeve OPs should also be avoided if your shoulder is wider than typical. However, this does not always imply that donning an OP with puffy sleeves will give you the appearance of a "rugby player." Puffed sleeves with a great shoulder line can totally cover the upper arm line, head-to-shoulder ratio, and actual shoulder width. A great shoulder line is a little deeper in than a standard Lolita dress, which most of the puffed sleeves OP would have on our website.

Step3: The Secret Weapons To Match Plus Size Lolita

Petticoat

One of the basics when you are wearing Lolita and want to have that perfect Lolita silhouette is a petticoat. It gives that nice poof that makes this fashion so recognizable. But it will also make you look heavier then you are. So to wear a petti or not?

When buying petticoats, you should also look for ones that provide plus sizes, or provide customized sizes. Wearing a plus size Lolita dress is inseparable from the skirt, but when choosing the skirt, you should also choose according to the size of the skirt. If a girl with a heavy body chooses it, she can wear a lo skirt with a larger skirt After putting on a relatively large pannier, using the "top wide and bottom narrow" wearing principle, the fluffy skirt can visually have the effect of thinning legs.

It is recommended to buy cotton lined skirt support, after all, plus size girls are prone to sweating, cotton lining will be very breathable and comfortable to wear. For example, the Aurora & Ariel makes all their petticoats with pure cotton lining, and also provide size customization.

Also, you can match Lolita coordinates with high heels. It can not only increase the height, but also lengthen the lines of the legs, making the proportion of the body more coordinated. If you feel that a solid color petticoat is too monotonous, you can also try a floral skirt support, such as the following flower petticoats.

Shirring

Shirring is your very best friend! In terms of plus size Lolita, shirring is arguably the best invention. The shirring section can expand and tighten as necessary since the fabric is collected using a unique method that makes use of elasticized threads. When a plus-sized beauty want to buy and use brand-name clothing without changing it, full shirring is the ideal choice.

Nearly all Lolita fashion brands have introduced shirred clothing at some point, albeit more recently for some. Recently released totally shirred pieces have been known to come from Metamorphose and Baby the stars shine bright. However, this does not guarantee that a dress with a full back shirring will expand to fit you. You should still consult the full size chart before making a purchase because it will typically provide you with a selection of sizes to choose from.

Beret

You can select accessories with eye-catching patterns and expansive spaces to fit a Lolita coordinates. Beautiful and high-end accessories can give the entire ensemble a more cohesive and layered appearance. Larger decorations, like a beret, will also draw attention and make you appear smaller in the face.

There are variation of hat styles. If the Lolita dress is beautiful and elegant, such as Cla Lolita dresses, you can choose a straw beret with a narrow brim and some delicate flowers laced along the top for decoration. Allow the characteristics of the clothing to stand out more, just as a large straw hat can be worn with an idyllic low skirt.

Tights

Buy some tights in a plain color. To make your legs look thinner, go for dark hues. Check out here for an incredible selection of colored plus-sized tights if you're considering wearing Lolita coordinates. Many companies sell socks that coordinate with their printed clothing. Despite the fact that some may advise you to avoid wearing socks since they will make your legs appear shorter I'd choose over-the-knee socks. When you are plus sized, those most likely won't cover your knee, but they look so much better than knee socks. You will only expose a tiny bit of leg if your skirt is the proper length.

Dark socks typically slim the legs more than light socks. Your Lolita ensembles will look more colorful with lace mesh pantyhose. You should pick dark, pattern-filled socks. Your leg line will get thinner. You can also choose darker socks with a small lace accent if you think black socks are too plain and monotonous.

Cardigan

A gorgeous cardigan is a girl's wardrobe need during the fall and winter. Lolita looks tiny and delicate when wearing a cardigan in addition to being elegant. Additionally, it is very body inclusive and is friendlier to ladies with larger arms. For a classier appearance, pair your skirt with a cardigan of the same hue. Another option is to simply invest a black and white cardigan—it's a chic combination! You can pair a black cardigan with Cla or Gothic Lolita coordinates and a white cardigan with a Sweet Lolita dress. You just wear a cardigan if you can't or haven't made the investment in a blouse. With a solid piece, you can even go over the top sweet since you may accessorize with bows or brooches. All depends on you!

Hime Sleeve Blouse

Many cute newcomers to the pit may have a hazy understanding of what hime sleeve shirt is. In fact, this sleeve type's design shares layers and a "fluffy" appearance with the little skirt.

As "Ji" is the Japanese word for princess, Lolita's inner sleeve is decorated with lace and numerous little details, giving it a stunning and elegant appearance. It is quite retro and not just has the taste of a dress. As a result, it is simple for us to locate the character "Ji Xiu" in some sweet and traditional Lolita.

The upper part's straight cuffs can help us visualize thin lines, while the lower part's sleeves can visually conceal the fleshy flesh. When you pair it with a JSK Lolita skirt, you won't have to worry about how it will look or effect your body. worth it

The upper arm, which is above the elbow and has a straight sleeve shape, is typically made up of two sections; suddenly, from the middle, a large cuff extends out, which can be useful for covering the skin on our arms.

Step 4: Brands Just For Plus Size Lolita

Here are some recommended indie Lolita brands that sell plus-size Lolita clothing.  You can find these brands on 42 Lolita.

NanShengGe

NanShengGe is an indie Lolita brand that offers a lot of plus size Lolita clothing. Numerous dresses from this line are in the Cla Lolita collection style, which is known for its timeless elegance. It is good at conveying a sense of luxury with unique design. No matter if it has a handle design or not, the overall color matching is really exquisite, there won't be any color collisions, and the colors have a high saturation level.

Sakurada Fawn

Sakurada Fawn is a plus size Lolita brand that offers Sweet Lolita outfits. The main goal of Sakurada Fawn is to achieve a doll-like, adorable, and sweet shape while pursuing the "sweet girlish heart," which is typically used to express girls' innocent and romantic feelings as well as their inner dreamy consciousness.

The Conclusion

Having a large figure might be really discouraging. Avoid getting caught up in the "but I want it to fit since I love it sooooo much" stage. Buy brands for plus-sized beauty items like dresses, headbands, necklaces, and other accessories to complement your style to boost your spirits. No matter what people say, just remember that you are beautiful if you feel that way.

Lolita fashion should not be a tool to divide people, but a clothing that makes people happy. Whether you are heavy or thin, tall or short, or what skin color you are, you have the right to enjoy happiness. Wearing Lolita is just to make yourself happy, not to please others. 

Lolita is accessible to anyone. Anyone can wear Lolita fashion, if there is one thing you learn from this post. No matter your age, race, height, or size, Lolita fashion can help you become the most attractive version of yourself. 42Lolita  sincerely hope this information was helpful and wish you the best of luck on your Lolita journey!

[lilborealis]

The mortal Kombat fixation is at an all time high, I have caved, here are the sillies

Mortal Kombat Oc’s!!!-Part One!

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Claudia La Rue

(Warning:child abuse, general angst up ahead)

Real name:Claudine Gertrude Carlton

Age:Mid to late twenties

Birth place:Red Hills, Indiana

Current Residence:New York City, New York

Family

-Father:Robert Carlton(deceased)

-Mother:Rose Carlton

-Brothers:Franklin, Jonathon, Jimmy

-Sister:Rebecca

-appearance:standing at 5’6, Claudia has a pale complexion with a roundish face, thinnish brows, hooked nose and brown eyes. Her black hair goes a bit past her shoulders (think a bit like Jessica rabbit but less wavy) and swoops over her left eye.

She has somewhat of a triangular body shape, where her hips are a bit wider than her shoulders. She’s reasonably fit from exercising regularly and getting into fights growing up, so there some noticeable muscle that is usually hidden by her clothing. She’s got small scars on her hands from fighting as a teen, a long scar on the back of her left thigh from a childhood accident, and several cigar burns on the back of her neck brought on by her dad in childhood, usually covered by her hair.

Her default outfit is a white, dressy sleeveless top, a leather jacket, black slacks and black heeled boots that stop just below her knees.

-Backstory:Claudia LaRue can only be described as a young prodigy in the world of fashion. An accomplished fashion designer all before the age of thirty, she took the world by storm, appearing in all sorts of magazines and interviews. Yet, she is also seen as cold, cut throat, and a workaholic, many believing she stepped on many people “clawing” her way to where she is now. Her background is also one of question and people can only guess that she came from old money or maybe even European royalty by her last name and the way she just is. The only rumor that was entirely accurate was that she has had to fight for a long time.

Claudia was born Claudine Gertrude Carlton in the tiny farming town of Red Hills, Indiana. The forth out of five children, she was the second daughter born to deputy Rose and farmer Robert Carlton. Her childhood was one of strife as Robert was an angry man, often taking his rage out on his children. Claudia could only really find comfort in her brother Johnny, as they were the closest in age.

They’d could often be found making movies in the backyard. Then whenever their parents could be heard arguing, they’d hide under Johnny’s bed for hours, talking about anything. Mostly how they would leave home for good, together. Robert’s abuse would continue to escalate, including burning Claudia with his cigar, until one night, Rose would unalive Robert in self-defense during an argument. She would be cleared of all wrongdoing in court, but the Carltons would forever become pariahs in their tiny town.

Claudia would be picked on and in response to this, she was sent up north to a fancy, all girl’s boarding school in New York on scholarship. Yet, she would continue to get bullied up there, for even being on scholarship. Rose had already taught Claudia how to fight a little, which was an advantage against her bullies. She would write often to her mother and Johnny. Claudia would excel in her studies and would make friends, but that still wouldn’t stop her from getting picked on. To finally try to get her bullies to stop, one of her friends told her about the school’s secret fight club. Many of the girls would be in the basement after school hours, beating the crud out of each other. Most of Claudia’s bullies participated within the club and she saw this as a way to get her bullies to leave her alone for good.

Claudia would rise to become the undefeated champion of her entire time at school, succeeding in getting her bullies to stop. Yet, over her time in school, Johnny slowly stopped writing to her. Confused, she went home after she graduated to find that Johnny had changed completely. He had become more obsessed with fame and much more full of himself. He didn’t want to spend time with her anymore as he spent a lot of his time trying to get his start in Hollywood. She wanted to be supportive of him, but it was difficult due to how poorly he was treating her.

She would confront him over his behavior when she was 18, and the two would have a heated argument, where some hurtful things would be said. Johnny would leave home the next day, leaving Claudia hurt and angry. She wasn’t able to leave until a year later. Once she did, she vowed to never return. It was then she would return to New York to get a start on her own career, eventually becoming a fashion designer.

It was years later when Liu Kang would go searching for his champions, Claudia being one of them. She hadn’t spoken to Johnny in years and definitely wasn’t happy to see him. After some reluctance, she eventually agreed to join Liu Kang.

Playlist

-Cool Girl by Tove Lo

-Problems by Mother Mother

-West End Girls by Pet Shop Boys

-Maneater by Nelly Furtado

-Telephone by Lady Gaga ft Beyoncé

-Mary by Alex G

-Nobody by Mitski

Riptide

Real name:Seraphina Amin

Age:mid twenties

Birth place:the village of Madinat, Outworld

Current Residence:Lin Kuei Fortress (formerly), Shirai Ryu Fortress (after the events of MK1)

Family

-Father:Ignatius, High Mage of Outworld (deceased)

-MotherBasma Amin (deceased)

-Brother:Harad (deceased)

-Sisters:Panya, Rasvi (deceased)

-appearance:at five feet and eleven inches, Seraphina is a well-built and intimidating looking woman. She has brown-tinted terracotta colored skin, dark brown wavy, bouncy hair that is a normally worn up but is shoulder length and has hazel eyes.

A more rectangular body-type, she is muscular due to her intense training in fighting and magic. Her most noticeable feature is a large, star-like burn scar, reaching from the tip of her left shoulder, covering half of her neck, the a little bit of her chest, the left side of her jaw and most of her left cheek. She’s also got a few scars on her torso from training as a Lin Kuei.

Her default outfit is the standard Lin Kuei/Shirai Ryu uniform but in seafoam green. Her mask is also seafoam green and somewhat resembles coral in its texture, covering up most of her scar.

Backstory:Seraphina Amin was born in a wealthy, but small and remote village up in the mountains of Outworld called Madinat. She was the youngest child out of four siblings, one boy and two other girls, to the high mage of Outworld at the time, Ignatius and his wife Basma Amin. Being the daughter of a high mage, she and her siblings were trained in magic as early as possible. Ignatius was particularly strong in water and ice magic, him teaching his youngest the former. She would live with her family in luxury until one day, it was all taken away in the blink of an eye.

At the tender age of eight, her village was beset upon by an army of unknown origin to her. They were lead by a younger Shang Tsung, who was in the process of starting his experiments. He had been given orders by Damashi to destroy Madinat and to end Ignatius by any means necessary. Due to Madinat being so isolated, they were powerless to stop the attack. Their best bet was Ignatius. Despite being high mage though, he had clearly underestimated Shang Tsung’s power. Ignatius would die, not knowing the fate of his wife and children.

During the chaos, Seraphina would be separated from her mother and siblings. She would witness Shang Tsung striking down her father, and in her anger, would release a powerful wave of magic against Shang Tsung. Her magic was unusually powerful at such a young age, most likely caused by her anger at seeing her father killed, but erratic and unfocused. Shang Tsung would easily win against her, giving her the large scar she now covers with her face mask. Seraphina would seemingly be left to die in the snow.

Fate would intervene, as the girl would wake up in a warm bed, bandaged and taken care of. Also with three random little boys standing over her.

Naturally, she was terrified out of her mind, waking up in an unknown place. She ran out of her room screaming and crying and would disappear. Those three little boys would turn out to be Tomas, Kuai Liang, and Bi Han. And they would be forced to help search for their little guest by their parents.

Unbeknownst to Seraphina, the Lin Kuei had stumbled across the smoldering ruins of Madinat while coming back from a mission in Outworld. Led by the second in command, Zi Rui, he would order his men to search the village for survivors. Zi Rui would find Ignatius, who was amazingly still alive but was quickly being overtaken by magical rot. Ignatius’s last words to Zi Rui were to “find them….keep them safe”. Zi Rui could assume it was the man’s children by a faded portrait on the wall. Seraphina would be the only one he found alive.

Zi Rui and the grandmaster’s wife would be the ones to find Seraphina, hiding out in a pond. It was then that it was realized she could turn into water and had a better grasp of water magic than first assumed. She would be coaxed out primarily by Zi Rui, who would go onto to primarily raise and train her to become a Lin Kuei.

As she grew, she would particularly grow close to Tomas. Both had lost their families at such a young age and could find comfort in each other that both of them had found a new home. Yet, the one person she didn’t get along with, no matter how hard she tried, was Bi Han. He was particularly cold towards her and Tomas and she couldn’t understand why. She would frequently get into scuffles with Bi Han, especially when he was being mean towards Tomas. She would also be witness to the birth of the final child of the grandmaster, a daughter named Min Le. Min Le was difficult pregnancy for the grandmaster’s wife and was born prematurely, so everyone among the Lin Kuei would hold their breath to see if either baby or mother survived.

Thankfully, baby and mother would live, but the latter being severely weakened. Seraphina and Min Le would develop a very sister-like relationship and would be the first one to comfort Min Le when her mother died from illness. She would also protect Min Le from Bi Han as he partially blamed his sister for “taking their mother away” because Min Le’s birth is what “weakened” their mother in the first place.

Eventually graduating to a full Lin Kuei, she would actively be against Bi Han ascending to grandmaster as she didn’t trust him. Yet, she would be in the minority and would be powerless to stop his ascension.

Playlist

-Bellyache by Billie Eilish

-A L I E N S by Coldplay

-Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush

-Last Words Of A Shooting Star by Mitski

-You’re Dead by Norma Tanega

-4:00 A.M. by Taeko Onuki

-Ribs by Lorde

[science-lings]

After playing totk has anything about Sage and Scholar changed?

oh of course! HSFR was always meant to take place after everyone's whole world-saving quests (though I didn't expect the gap between botw and totk to be so large... I may have to make the duo older than I had originally thought I would have to), and while I have many many ideas, I'm still in the process of figuring it all out in a way that won't drive me insane lol.

For instance, I'm having some regrets about my recent totk Sage drawing, like how I should've added some kind of jewelry or something made from the shards of the light dragon's horns or have braided a bit of her glowing gold hair into their own, perhaps as a way of mourning her during the game when they thought she was going to spend eternity as a dragon.

Before totk came out, when all we knew about was the weird arm and everyone wanted to see Link as an amputee, I was and am part of that crowd, so I always had it in my mind that Sage would lose their arm, though I wasn't sure of the specificities. Now I'm even more sure of that decision, though now I know what I want to do with it! No sheikah replacement arm or just a permanent knob (though those are very valid and cool) I felt the need to lean into the necromancer vibe that I based Sage on, and that led me to having the idea of a ghost arm. It's not there all the time and it takes effort and practice to get it to appear but once it's mastered, they can control how solid it is and where, so they could stick their hand through a wall and grab something on the other side or use it to catch an arrow without hurting them. They lose Rauru's arm powers though so no more magic levitation or glue.

I haven't even drawn totk Scholar yet, bc I know I'm going to keep getting ideas for her design, so far I am definitely going to keep her glasses, bc while she doesn't need them for normal activities, they're good for reading or magnifying tiny words on ancient monuments or looking at bright glowing mechanical parts for long periods of time without damaging her retinas.

And while I love to implement the light dragon into her design (and I definitely will) I don't think I want to give her horns. I was thinking that instead, I'll give her a crown of glowing antlers that are made in a way to parallel the laurel wreath that Sonia has. I still want to give her funky eyes and maybe an odd glow to her hair and markings that are references to the spikes on her back. Maybe some glowing scale-like marks but who knows.

I'm going to be honest, I don't love her ancient outfit, I don't think she deserves to be stuck in a sleeveless white dress when she's shown to obviously prefer pants. I guess it makes sense for the past bc almost everyone wears skirts anyway (except Ganondorf I think), but I do like some of the ornamentation and the layer of green-blue under the skirt. I might do something with that but idk yet. I just know I want to give her a more androgynous vibe and let Sage get her feminine energy lmao.

So uh, yeah, Sage and Scholar are going to change a little, it's going to be fun!

[fashenworld]

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Introduction

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[thoughtvoid]

I used to hate shopping as a kid. I'm sure there were a lot of reasons, most of them autistic reasons, but part of me wonders how big a part of it was just. Growing bigger in general.

Did I like my clothes and not like the idea that I couldn't wear them anymore and had to buy new ones? How often did we end up shopping and doing the whole ordeal of 'look around here, see if it's the right size, do you like it, try it on, we'll need to try about ten things and maybe buy three or four'. No toys, no snacks, so bored and only asked to focus on something I wasn't really interested in doing because we'd just have to do it all again at a random point in the future.

Nowadays, I work retail in a clothes store, so I get to see everything that comes in, and started making somewhat impulsive purchases (I'd wait for sales or good incentives, but with many specific things I'd been keeping an eye on) about three years in. I've worked out what styles I like, what sizes typically work (but also know my measurements if it's an iffy online purchase), and expanded my wardrobe to. About three times what it used to be. And got rid of older clothes that really wouldn't fit anymore and that I'd had sitting in the closet for five plus years! I started wearing jewelry when I realized we had a brand with clip on earrings! (Prior to that, I wore cheap necklaces and a couple of bracelets and exactly two souvenir rings. And had my great grandmother's old genuinely vintage costume jewelry, which I never really thought fit with my graphic t-shirt wardrobe. Which included beaded clip on earrings, but the brand in store was the first I'd seen in person with modern looking clip ons. I've expanded on all my jewerly options now, but being able to wear earrings without needing holes is what prompted all of it.)

And even outside the store I work at, I've learned what I'd like to go with my outfits that I can look for online. I have a nicer, slightly more expensive dress that would really look fancy if paired with a chiffon cape - okay, good to go for if I need something fancy. I have a small pouch that really just holds cards, but I'd like it if I could put it on a strap instead of in my pocket or with a purse - oh look, I can find some straps in a variety of colors and have the option of a chain. Oh holy shit, there's clip ons relevant to my fandom that aren't absurdly pricy, I definitely want those. I have graphic tees that are relevant to my fandoms, specifically, as opposed to the past where my tees were just 'whatever was in the store in my size that I preferred over the other designs whenever it was time for clothes shopping'.

I have skirts! Dresses! Blouses! Sleeveless! Both pretty and activewear tanks! Still mostly wear black pants casually, but I have jeans that hold up better at work in four completely different colors! Alongside the tees that I'm a lot more attached to because I actually wanted them. I bought most of my stuff now, so I got to pick things I like on my own, when I wanted to buy them!

My mom says that I went a little crazy with buying stuff. Not that I couldn't afford it, but that it seemed odd because I was never interested before. Getting me to go shopping was like pulling teeth, and I was just wanting to get it over with and leave as soon as possible. She doesn't have a quarter the amount of jewelry I have now, so if she ever needs to dress up, she'll check in with me for accessorizing.

But I remember playing dress up. I remember wearing my grandmother's squaredance skirts. I remember putting on a really old fashioned, scratchy, fancy-ish purple hat that was probably my great grandmother's. (Looking at hats through various decades on search bars makes me 70% sure it was a pillbox hat. I think it did have a small bit of white veil. Maybe.) I remember putting on beaded necklaces and feeling fancy. It was fun and temporary, but my smile at the time was so genuine, my grandmother used the picture taken while I was playing dress up to paint as a portrait.

I also remember hating dresses because I was forced to wear them to church every Sunday. And after ten years, eventually I could just wear skirts, which was marginally better but still not something I liked doing to go somewhere I was forced to go. Church wasn't even a bad experience necessarily, I just hated waking up and dressing in clothes I didn't want to wear at the time to attend 'Sunday school' when the weekends were supposed to be for fun. I remember wearing hose, and while I haven't actually worn any of that again, I'm not opposed to the idea of it. Because if I do, it'd be because I want to. Not to fit some very conservative dress code for a religious organization. (I went to church long after I had the ability to choose, because for a while I went along with it just because I didn't want to make my family sad. But I did stop, even if the current state of church is far less strict and more just 'dress a little nicer, people might judge if you come in with a tshirt for a metal band, but we really don't care as long as you're attending to hear the message'.)

I like my clothes now. I like dresses, they're very cool to wear when it gets hot. My only problem at this point is my body size being on the upper limits (and sometimes just beyond) the average size ranges for in-store normal size range. Used to teeter the line of XL and XXL, now I'm solidly XXL and it depends on the brand if I can wear that size. But I'm pretty happy with my closet.