#i know that i dressed her up in the old outfit in retro but i couldnt find any screnshots of that rip

[spoks-illogical-art]

fusionfall player oc ref in 2022 cuz why the hell not 

just in her og 2009 outfit for now, I might make an extended version with other outfits too in the future 

[holylulusworld]

Every breath you take (9)

Summary: There is a shadow following you. He doesn’t know what he got himself into.

Pairing: Stalker!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: stalking, being stalked, loneliness, a man out of time, secret admirer trope, longing, first date, fluff, rusty flirting skills

A/N: You all made me do it! Here’s the series to this random idea: Stalker Bucky & Crazy Reader

Catch up here: Every breath you take (8)

Every Breath You Take Masterlist

Sam Wilson is a patient man. Usually, he doesn’t lose his cool easily. But watching Bucky change his outfit for the sixth time only to wear a similar pair of blue jeans and a shirt makes him huff.

“Barnes, it’s the same shirt you tried an hour ago. If you keep changing clothes, you’ll run later for your first date.”

“What? No! I need to find the perfect outfit to impress her. I can’t just wear a random pair of jeans,” Bucky furrows his brows in confusion.

How can Sam not see that this is the most important outfit Bucky will ever wear? No, that’s wrong. The most important outfit will be the suit he will wear on your wedding day. One outfit at a time.

“Does she know about your secret?” Sam asks, and Bucky’s blood runs cold. Does Sam know? Did he find out that Bucky was following you for months?

“What?” Bucky hiccups. “What do you mean?”

“That you are a one hundred- and six-year-old grump,” Sam grins, and Bucky releases a shuddery breath. Phew, Sam doesn’t know. “I bet you didn’t tell her.”

“She likes me,” Bucky nods to himself. “Alpine too. She tried to save my cat, believing Alpine got lost.”

“I still can’t believe you bumped into the same woman asking me for help at the park,” Sam chuckles at Bucky’s angry expression. If looks could kill, Sam would be dead. “Don’t kill me. I saw her first. It’s not my fault you didn’t join me that day. Don’t worry, I won’t steal your girl. Even though, I could.”

“No, you can’t. She’s a lady, an honorable dame,” Bucky grumbles. He looks in the mirror to check on his outfit again. “What do you think?”

“Why do you ask me?” Sam laughs. “It’s a pair of jeans and a tee, Bucky. She already agreed to go out with you. You didn’t scare her off with your grumpy attitude. This woman is a match. Don’t let her slip through your fingers.”

“My therapist said it’s too early,” Bucky sighs. He already decided not to listen to his therapist, but he wants Sam’s opinion. With Steve gone, Sam is the only person he can talk to.

Sam furrows his brows. It’s the first time Bucky openly talked about his therapy or anything personal at all. He was surprised he told him about you. Now he speaks about his therapist too.

“Who cares?” Sam shrugs. “All I can say is that you are the happiest since you told me about her. Take it slow, and everything will fall into place. Therapists do not know it all. Just don’t be a grump around her.”

Bucky gives Sam a bitchface. He’s grateful for Sam’s advice, though. Hopefully, Sam will never find out about Bucky’s obsession and that his encounter with you wasn’t a stroke of luck.

You’re nervous. Like really nervous.

At least you found the perfect outfit for your first date with Bucky. He invited you for coffee, but you want to look pretty for him.

Checking your outfit in the mirror again you smile. You bought an elegant retro polka dot and cherry print dress. The dress has a sweetheart neckline, a fitted bodice, and flattering cap sleeves. The blood-red coral ball stud earrings you bought round off your outfit.

Bucky is so handsome, and you love how he looks after you. If you mess this first date up, he could lose interest in you.

It’s been a while since you met someone you liked from the beginning. Bucky is sweet, and charming, has the bluest eyes you ever saw, and his cat is cute too.

You want this man, and you won’t let him slip through your fingers. No matter what, you will do anything to win him over.

Bucky Barnes is your while wale, and you’re going to catch him.

You twirl around, giggling and squealing because you feel pretty, and this wonderful man wants to go out with you.

“Hi,” you nervously chew on the inside of your cheek. Bucky looks so good today. You don’t know that he changed his outfit again. This time he chose black jeans and a blue button-up. “You’re early, I like it.”

“A gentleman should always be on time to pick a dame up,” Bucky nervously says. He offers flowers to you, daisies, and one of his rare smiles.

“Oh, these are wonderful.” You accept the flowers with a smile. “Let me put them in a vase. I got something for you too.”

“I’ll be waiting here.” Bucky waits outside of your apartment while you put the flowers in a vase.

In a hurry, you grab your bag and the gift you bought to not let him wait for much longer.

“I’m ready,” you excitedly push the gift in Bucky’s hands. “It’s nothing special, but I saw this cute toy for Alpine and had to buy it.” Bucky unwraps the box, grinning because you bought a toy mouse for Alpine. “It’s cute. Right?”

“Very cute,” he agrees as he stuffs the mouse into his pocket. “Alpine will love it. Maybe you can watch them play with it.”

“I’d like that,” you reply without thinking twice. “Not today…maybe.” You don’t want to seem too eager. “Maybe we can meet at your apartment next time.”

“Yes,” Bucky hastily says. “We should go now.” He offers his arm to you, making you swoon even harder. This man is an old-fashioned gentleman, and you love it.

“Do you like living in this neighborhood?” You ask while walking along the sidewalk. “Do you like your apartment?”

“It’s a nice neighborhood,” he softly replies. “I already like one of my neighbors.”

You giggle. “Aw, I wish you lived next door,” you lean your head against his arm. “We could share food and have movie nights.”

“Oh—” Bucky licks his lips. Damnit, he didn’t think of moving in next to you. This would’ve made things so much easier. “So, what do you do if you’re not saving cats?”

“I work at an office,” you sigh. “Boring, I know. I bet your job is much more…interesting.”

“Not really,” he lies. “I-uh…I’m somehow between two jobs.” Bucky huffs. It’s not a complete lie. He still tries to get back on his feet. Finding a job isn’t easy if you are a one hundred- and six-years former assassin. If not for the huge amount of money Steve left him, Bucky would be struggling to make ends meet. “I was in the security sector.”

“Interesting,” you gasp. “Whoa, I bet you protected famous people. You seem to be very strong too.”

Bucky smirks when you hold tight onto his arm and sigh. This date is the first step toward a bright future, he’s sure about it.

He only needs to hide that he stalked you for months…

Part 10

Tags in reblog.

[avatarl0v3r]

NeteyamxFem!HumanReader

Reincarnated Part 2

Index: reader is now 23 and Neteyam is now 38 when the reader died the sullys went back home and reclaimed their spot as clan leaders and Neteyam is now the clan leader and the reader is back on Pandora with her own avatar and her bestfriend Rebecca to help kill Jake. (to see what the reader wears go back to part 1 and scroll all the way down)

Warnings: lots of cussing

You and Rebecca walked closer to the entrance of the base you were wearing a black cropped tank top that looked very similar to a sports bra, joggers that went to your hips and ended a little bit above your ankles, and Jordan retro 13 since they were your favorite shoes.

As you and Becca walked closer, she spoke up "Holy shit I can't believe we actually fucking did it, we passed military school and made it to fucking Pandora, bitch it's just like we dreamed of when we were 10 goddamn years old" You laughed at her excitement "I know it's crazy anyways let's go."

They walked into the building looking around they were both greeted by an official higher rank "Welcome to Pandora you must be Rebecca and Y/n, I've heard a lot about you the both of you" You nodded "Thank you sir," you nudged Rebecca "where do we go to know what we're doing while here" He nodded "Yes of course, this way please."

You enter a control room and see a large Na'vi standing there you looked up at him with a straight face the man turned around and made eye contact with her anger filled his eyes "What the hell is this bitch doing here" "I though i killed her years ago."

"Ayo dickhead watch who you're talking to" You said anger lacing your every word "Why yo-" Just as he came walking towards you the higher ranked man walks in "Colonel is there a problem?" He turs to the man "I recon there is why is she here i don't want her and her little friend here either" He said aggressively pointing towards you.

"Those two are your best option if you want to get rid of Sully their the strongest, and smartest soldiers we've got take it or leave it" He said challenging the much larger man.

Colonel scoffed and walked back to where he was before the two girls stood there irritated with the exchange that just happened you stood their arms crossed along with your bestfriend right next to you.

"So what the hell is me and Rebecca's mission here" The higher ranked man turned to face you "Your mission here to help Colonel here kill Jake Sully this man right here," he pulled up a hologram with a blue mans face "this is Jake Sully the man you are meant to help kill" You smirked "This'll be fun as hell, don't you agree Becca" You say looking at her "Fuck yea" You turn your attention back to the man.

"So, when do we get started" The man smiled "Now if you can" you and Rebecca looked at each other "Well then let's stop wasting time"

The man leads you to a room "This is your Avatar" You looked at it through the glass "Shit that bitch looks like me but Na'vi" The man walked around to the other side "She'll be ready to use if 48 hours if your will to wait that long" You nodded "So what the fuck will she be wearing?" He called someone in who walked in with the outfit and handed it to you.

"Goddamn this outfit is sweet as a bitch" Becca walked over to see outfit "Holy fuck that'll look good on your avatar girl" You nodded and folded the clothes and placed them on the table by the tank holding your Avatar inside.

The Next Day

"You ready?" you nodded and closed the link you felt your mind move to the Avatar, your opened your eyes they did everything they needed to do to check if you can control the Avatar good.

Which you did good you got dressed in the outfit which was a long sleeve black crop top, baggy black cargo pants with a belt that hung loosely at the end, and black combat boots.

You stepped outside into the light and walked to the shooting range you grabbed the first gun you seen which was an automatic you grabbed some amo and loaded the gun and aimed at the moving targets and shot them all with ease Colonel, Becca, and the higher ranked man stood there watching Colonels eyes widened slightly "I told you she's your best option."

"We'll then Ms. L/n get your shit ready we're going to search for Jake Sully.”

[taybatwo2]

Vampire Heart Draculaura Review Part 4 of 4

In this final part of my review, I’ll be comparing her a bit more to some other Monster High vampires.

Including my G1 Elissabat (who really needs her hair de-glued) and I’ve had her hair “restyled” like that ever since I got her just because I liked how she wore it up in the flashbacks in “Frights, Camera, Action.” The picture above has mini-dress Draculaura with Elissabat, the true Vampire Queen. Luckily she’s pretty cool with this Draculaura playing dress up, as long as she gets to try on her outfit too.

Also, I had never undressed my Eissabat before and didn’t know these were two separate pieces!

And here is she is!!! I kept her puff purple sleeves to make it fit more with her color scheme. It’s not a bad look at all and I would have loved to have seen a true Vampire Queen Eissabat Collector doll.

Something like this, but even more dramatic. Give her some large vampire wings, layers of bows and bats and deep purples, a better looking tiara to house the vampire’s heart than what she wore in the movie, the works!

I think her boots look better under the dress than Draculaura’s though.

Her purples and large bell skirt gown are also kinda reminding me of this collector Barbie:

The true Vampire Queen….

….and now

Jump scare!

I wanted to compare G2’s hair play Draculaura (my favorite of my G2 Draculaura) due to the light pink steaks in her hair (as I thought it was the same light pink Saran) and her “darker face-up.” Turns out, it is actually a shade darker than Vampire Heart Draculaura’s and her makeup is not as dark as I remembered.

The difference in these dolls are night day, so onto something a bit closer.

Draculaura’s 50 dollar Amazon Exclusive collector doll vs Amazon’s Exclusive Collector 90/100 dollar doll.

I never thought I’d say this, but I actually way prefer the new doll over the old one in every way except for the lack of diary in the current release.

I was actually never a huge fan of the Collector Draculaura’s eyes (they look better far away and look like they were designed by Tim Burton) or her extra long body (I did like the chest articulation though, but thought an ever TALLER Draculaura looked odd), and prefer the new face up and eyelashes on the newer doll.

It does look like they have that same really light pink Saran.

They both have crumby stands that don’t hold the doll very well (at least Collector Draculaura’s is beautifully detailed).

And surprisingly non of these lace/lattice patterns were present on Vampire Heart’s Draculaura’s skirt. The embroidery on Collector Draculaura is still unmatched though, and she’s still an extremely lovely doll.

Buuuuut, she surprisingly has more in common with Haunte Couture Draculaura than Vampire Heart’s and visa versa.

She’s like the in between of Vampire Heart’s and Haunte Couture (similar colors to Vampire Heart’s, buuuut the same layered skirt with bat wing edges, heel/sole to her shoes, and a cape that attaches to her wrists���and I guess hats and rooted eyelashes that Haunt Couture has).

Well, Draculaura likes to reuse and update pieces of her wardrobe from her long life.

“Come play with us Vampire Heart Draculaura.” For fun, I compared OG Draculaura (whose hair has been degreased with LA’s Totally Awesome, but she just needs to be retro-brighted and I haven’t had time to do that).

She has the much skinner eyes of the OG Draculaura than the more “show accurate” Creeproduction Draculaura, but has the darker pink skin tone of the Creeproduction.

Well, I think that’s everyone, let’s get you to the Vampire Heart ball, or whatever ball your vampires are celebrating this week.

Huh. Looks like Valentine has offered to dance with you Draculaura. I wonder if he’s reformed in this timeline too….

Wait, now the famous movie star -and nothing else- Elissabat wants to dance with you instead. I’m sure Lord Stoker will be glad at all the attention you’re receiving….such a graceful model Vampi-

Tripped over Fangelica….it looks like she’s in this timeline too…

Anyways, all bow down to the Vampire Queen, the most beautiful of Monster High’s Skullector’s dolls (to date and my opinion).

….seriously I really want a diary to go with her…stop leaving those out Mattel!!

[littlequeenies]

Hello!

What kind of outfits/clothing pieces were a staple in Demri Parrott's everyday wear?

Thanks so much!

Barbara Dearaujo: “Demri was a fashion nut. She loved everything vintage. Victorian style dresses, 70’s stuff, overalls and combat boots. She wore things no one else could even try to pull off without looking like a weirdo but she always seemed to make the weirdest things look cute and cool. I’m pretty sure Demri was one of the girls who started the so-called ‘Seattle Grunge Look’, for girls at least. Demri was not a rocker chick, she totally had her very own style going on that we all secretly wanted to emulate.

In the early 90’s she dressed in all kinds of crazy yet cute clothes, anything retro or vintage. She loved long dresses, skirts, tutus, overalls and Doc Martins, hand-made clothes, she never really wore jeans and t-shirts, it was always something you’d never think of wearing but looked great on her and made you wish you would thought of this type of thing but even if you had it probably wouldn’t of looked as cool on you. She had that tiny little body that looks great in clothes.

She always wore her hair really long like to her butt or longer and she had thick wavy auburn hair. It was usually knotted and dred locked here and there but knotted or not it always looked cool. She wore black nail polish and when she wore make up she used maybe some black mascara and red lips but she didn’t usually wear a lot of make up, maybe except for lipstick when she went out. She was also the first girl I met who used her lipstick to add blush to her cheeks.” [5]

[Spring 1990 - by Krista Kay]

Ryan Kalsbeck: “Layne and Dem had that full on vintage clothing styles mixed with a hippie, new grunge rock twist. Homemade glass beaded long necklaces and bracelets, funky hats, hair sticks. Dem had pink lace and satin knickers that were real and from the 1900s.”

[1992 - By Alison Dyer]

Sherri: “She would always wear the rolled up overalls with black tights. She was so cute and original. Biggest smile, she always lit up the room. Heart of gold!”

[1991 - By Ed Chalfa]

Jacque: “As to her clothing style, it was kind of hippy chick but distinctively Demri.”

[1988 - By Krista Kay]

Kathleen Austin: “Someone once told me she would show up at a club in an outfit and the next night there would be several girls copying it.

She could pull articles of clothing that no one would think to combine and she would look adorable. She once designed a skirt from boxer shorts. I saw it on paper. As far as I know, it never came to fruition.” [6]

[Ca. 1990s - ByJack Plasky]

Shawna Murphy: “I had one of her necklaces ‘Forever’. It was like black cut glass stones, three strands with a gold clasp. She wore a lot of old-timey costume jewelry.” [6]

[Ca. 1990s - By Jack Plasky]

Tracy Johnson: “She did not want to be known as the girlfriend of a rock star and did whatever the hell she pleased but was friendly and personable to everyone she met. She wanted to be a model that’s why there are so many pictures of her posing. One thing that was funny. We were in Canada (canvouver, as we called it) and Dem couldn’t find Layne and was drunk and pissed off. But she has to pee, so we stopped and she walked in this alley, many people were around, and she just squatted and peed, then pulled up her long johns with her tutu tucked in the back of it and started to walk away. She was gonna find him come hell or high water, even with the whole backside of her tutu tucked into her long johns and wearing converse, of course.

A lot of things she wore didn’t go together, like long johns with big baggy overall shorts and a frilly blouse with cowboy boots. It doesn’t make a lot of sense but you would have to know Demri to understand.” [6]

[Summer 1988 - By Randy Hauser]

Hope that helps :)

Everyone please check the book we put together with our beloved friend Ana, you can download it and read it from *here*. There's all the memories sorted by subject like style,hobbies, voice, dreams...

[cyberbirb-arts]

I've been wanting to do something special for these two. I fell in love with the colors and of course, it's 80s inspired.

Accompanying ficlet under the cut!

Tracer is often bubbly, containing an infectious laughter that can lift just about anyone's spirits. But she cannot run on that energy 24/7 like her good friend Lúcio chants, "Can't stop, won't stop!". Now really isn't the time.

At least, well, just not for today.

Perhaps the universe could allow her this moment of sadness in a beautiful world inevitably gone mad. Mindlessly surfing the TV channels, she's convinced that she'll feel like herself again tomorrow after a good night's rest.

Oh, but Tracer is that blink-and-you'll-miss-her woman with a smile and a thousand reasons to keep fighting. The beloved agent's unwavering cape of confidence has frayed – down to the last thread.

But y'know it's just another day, Lena tells herself in a sigh watching the latest news broadcast through wet eyelashes. It's not pretty. The world suffers on a daily basis.

Emily hums softly, quietly placing random jewelry onto her. She also decides to shut the TV off, and Lena pouts at this, allowing her emotions to sink further into their couch. Lena is intrigued only as Emily winks and slips into a retro seafoam green dress. She decorates herself with clip-on earrings and plastic flowers, some blush and a pretty pink lipstick.

A hot cup of earl gray is made just how Lena likes it, with some lemon. The scent of bergamot is welcoming. Chocolate wafers, cookies, and biscuits are laid out orderly on a platter. A giant pachimari plush is stolen from their bed.

Emily returns again with a new outfit for Lena, her favorite synthwave pants and a cropped purple sweatshirt. She helps her dress and applies the same pink and peach makeup. She knows Lena doesn't like wearing a whole lot, so Emily is light with her touch. Freckles are just too cute to be covered up (like her own).

"I hope you know just how special you are. My brave and beautiful Lena. My hero."

Her painted lips leave an imprint on Lena's cheek. For the first time that day, she smiles.

"And you're mine."

She has her share of the treats and the hot tea somehow soothes the part of herself she cannot heal. Meanwhile, Emily puts on some music and the first song stirs Lena's soul, the familiar drumbeat and trombone.

When life is too much

Roll with it, baby

Don't stop and lose your touch

Oh no, baby

Emily offers her hand with a smile, "I know you're tired, but…dance with me for a while, love?"

Lena holds her tight, she could trust Emily for all eternity.

She wants to buy a ring someday.

"Okay."

Roll with it, baby!

Tracer's sadness is transformed through the dance, twirling around and laughing; nearly forgetting how much she hurt. Their hips sway to the beat and Lena catches Emily's thigh, teasing. A small wafer is offered from Emily's lips and they both giggle the second it splits between their teeth.

The chocolate melts in a passionate kiss. Lena reaches for Emily's hands, giddy.

"This is just what I needed, Em. I love you so much."

"Anytime. Love you more!"

Another song begins, and it's much slower, sensual and perfect. They're singing along in the dim light of the living room, and Lena finds her old self once again in the ebb and flow of their embrace.

[faerie-starv]

80s Kids: Afton Kids

I've been meaning to draw my own version of the Afton kids from Five Nights at Freddy's for some time now and here they are! :3

I'm also doing the Duchess Celestia ideas challenge(50 ideas actually) and picked the second choice which is 'Look at some of your old photos and either draw them or something inspired by them'. While I have the photos, I'm not going to post them here for safety reasons but I was born in early 80s and have some memories of the era. Since the Afton kids were living in early to mid 80s era I figured they're perfect idea to draw them.

For Evan Afton aka the Crying Child from Fnaf 4(Evan is not an official name by the way but it seems to be the most popular fan name), his outfit was based on a former neighbor kid from Tuscon neighborhood in Arizona. The kid was around eight or ten years old(can't remember as I was three back then) but I do remember the shirt and shorts he was wearing when he was over along with his older sister (who was my babysitter). I don't remember how many stripes was on his shirt so I'm only guessing.

The oldest Afton kid, Michael Afton from Sister Location and Fnaf4, as much as I liked the teen Michael render with Peter Parker hair(I forgot who made it but you'll see it on Fnaf animations on YT), it doesn't seem to match up with the early to mid 80s hair style. Me and other fans think he should have a mullet hair as it was popular hairstyle in the 80s. I got inspired of Steve Harrington's mullet like hairstyle from Stranger Things and I loved it how it turned out. I also made the jacket based from Eddie Munson(also from Stranger Things) because it looks bad ass and since Michael is a rebel, I put the Metallica logo patch on his jacket. I used @adorkastock pic for a reference pose for him and Evan. https://www.deviantart.com/adorkastock/art/2021-DEJ-18-No-872493165

Lastly, Elizabeth Afton's(either middle child or youngest, I'm not sure as there's a debate over it so I'm making her a middle child) dress was based from a Simplecity sewing pack. I changed the stripe colors to pink and blue based from her original dress she wore from Sister Location(which she possess Circus Baby). The dress was pretty popular for little girls in the 80s and I had a dress similar like that(mine was light blue with flowers, I think they were small daisies, can't remember) along with my daycare mates. I found it on Etsy when I was trying to find an 80s summer/spring dress when I found it. I also gave her a Mary Jane shoes.

I am sorry that Evan's and Mike's shoes didn't turn out well as it's my first time drawing sneakers(I know it looks bad) and I didn't use any references(which I should have but oh well).

I tried to make the 80s retro back ground using a tutorial but it didn't came out the way I wanted so I just kept the bottom grid. I promise I'll try to make a better one next time as I really loved the 80s grid background.

[brilla-brilla-estrellita]

Snowbaz & Co Barbie Outfits

I was chatting with a few others in discord and we were all in agreement that Simon and Baz would absolutely be going to see Barbie, and would be bringing Mordelia, Petra, and Sophie along.

But what would they wear?

This is how I’ve spent my job hunting free time over the last few weeks.

Pink and nonsense below the cut.

Petra

I feel like she’s a total horse girl. She spends all of her time thinking about horses and drawing horses and riding horses both real and imaginary. When Baz tells her they’re going to dress up for the movie, Petra is ready with her pink accessories to be Equestrian Barbie. There are a few versions of this Barbie, but I wasn’t that into them. Petra can do better. I asked my horse-riding friends how they would Barbie-fy the standard English riding look, and they said pink accessories. So:

Let’s start with our base equestrian look. White top with pink lining on the collar/cuffs, beige or... whatever color that is for the breeches, and field boots (I hear this is what they are called?). Then we add the pink accessories! (Yes, that is a unicorn on the end of that crop). Hot pink breeches optional. I’m foregoing the riding coat because it’s summer and we just don’t need that extra layer, but it does really pull the look together, and I did find a suuuuuper cute pink one. 

I don’t know anything about riding, especially English riding, so don’t come at me if this doesn’t make any sense (I would like to know how you would Barbie-fy your own riding look, though!).

Links: Base Outfit (left), Gloves, Crop, Helmet Cover, Breeches

Sophie

Sophie heard “wear pink” and knew just the dress for the occasion. This was the dress she wore for her most recent birthday party (because they totally have super posh, fancy kid birthdays that require nice new dresses, right?). I’m pretty sure the twins are somewhere around 10 now, and this is definitely something I would have worn as a 10 year old.

My inspiration for Sophie’s look was the 2010 Modern Princess Barbie (left) and the 2011 Cut ‘N Style Princess (right).

Links: Barbie Modern Princess (left), Dress, Barbie Cut ‘N Style Princess (right)

Mordelia

I imagine Mordelia goes immediately to a retro look. She’s around 15 at this point and could totally be into makeup and fashion. I like to imagine she’s kind of artsy, and while she’s the perfect age to be in her emo phase (which I would love for her to have), I understand this is not a “thing” anymore among the youths. Either way, I like to think Mordelia is a bit of a chameleon and floats around to whatever style inspires her at the moment. (Am I projecting? Yes. Yes, I am.)

I think she would prefer to go for the original 1959 Barbie with the black and white swimsuit (bodysuit?) and sunglasses, but Baz insists on pink (or Simon... yeah... it’s definitely all Simon). So they compromise on a modern take on the Flower Power era of the 60s and 70s. The dress has the large-scale, brightly colored floral print and miniskirt of the 60s with the bell sleeves more common in the 70s. I used this 1969 P.J. Talking doll for inspiration.

She goes all-out on the makeup with the recently revived and renovated mod eye look (top left) and sort of clumped, thick bottom lashes (bottom right) (there’s got to be a better way to describe that....). And the knee-high white boots, of course. She’s really just an amalgamation of all the most fun trends of the 1960s.

Can you tell I had the most fun with this one?

Links: Mod-inspired Eye Makeup (top left), Dress, P.J. Talking doll, Boots, Classic Mod Eye Makeup (bottom right)

Simon

I had a really hard time with both of the boys. But here we are. As soon as I saw the 1982 Ken Fashion Jeans, I knew that was my inspiration for Simon. It just felt so right. Though I didn’t use the actual jeans part as the inspiration, I did go with another 80s jean staple: acid wash jeans. And imagine the light pink shirt is actually the most obnoxious hot pink you can think of. 

I like to think Simon already had both of these pieces in his closet. Baz will be ensuring those top buttons stay undone all day, as god intended.

Honorable mention to this shirt that also has a Simon-look-alike for a model (tbh I still think maybe I should pick that one every time I look at it) and this basically mesh shirt.

Links: Soft Pink Knit Shirt (top left), Hot Pink Polo (top right), Acid Wash Jeans, Ken Fashion Jeans doll

Baz

The one that I’m sure you’ve all been waiting for that I’m also sure is going to disappoint... Baz. Boy did I struggle with Baz. What would he wear? A suit? More casual? More costume-y? Ultimately I decided casual since everyone else would be casual, it’s summer, and, more importantly, I couldn’t find any hot pink floral suits for men.

Once I narrowed it down to casual, I still couldn’t decide. I didn’t even have a good reference for inspiration. Nothing felt quite Baz.  Honestly, I need help.

I think I’ve settled on this large-scale floral print on the top left that feels like a very Barbie-esque print, but it’s not quite right. It for sure needs to be a little less boxy and a little more tailored like the slightly more classic Bazzy floral shirts below. The cherry blossoms (top right) are pretty and pink, but not quite Barbie and not quite Baz. The bottom left seems the most... typical? Not a bad choice (aside from the fact that Baz absolutely would not shop at Target or Walmart where I found this shirt). The bottom right is a little more bold and has the hot pink, but... I’m just not sure. 

And of course we need a good “Baz, you’re wearing jeans!” moment. Why is there a picture of Trent Crimm/James Lance instead of jeans on the left, you ask? When is a photo of Trent Crimm not relevant to Baz? He’s wearing jeans, isn’t he?

Links: Beautiful James Lance in Jeans, Large-Print Floral Shirt (top center), Cherry Blossoms Shirt (top right), Small Floral Print Shirt (bottom center), Shiny and Bold Floral Print (bottom right)

What do you all think? Which top is the most Baz x Barbie? Has anyone else thought about what everyone would wear to see Barbie? I’d love to see!

[pplatonic]

Baby's First Pride

I'm 16 and a half years old. I came out to my parents inspired by a story at my school's GSA - just walk up the stairs and call it out. I was terrified, but they were accepting, and I learnt that my brother has trans friends and that Mom even experimented with girls when she was a teen. It's 5:10 PM, so it's probably time to go to the pride event Mom has been talking about all week. She said her boss told her about it, and that it's all ages. I get dressed in my Hatsune Miku cosplay, drape my Aromantic pride flag around my shoulders, and tie the ends in a reef knot around my neck to wear it as a cape.

I go downstairs, putting my Miku wallet in my bag, and take a short video of me twirling around to send it to my friends captioned 'ARO MIKU IS GOING TO PRIDE.' When I get outside, my parents and Mom's friend coo at my outfit, saying I look nice. They say goodbye to Mom's friend and they get ready, and they stop at Walmart to buy 'pride gear' to try and match my look. They get me pins, because they know I love pins.

I listen to my playlist of Magical Mirai albums as Dad drives us to the pride event. He does an illegal U-turn, and I tell him cops aren't allowed at pride, so we're okay. We park.

When we get there, the first thing we notice is all the food trucks. We ate before we came here, because they didn't think there'd be food. The first thing we do is Mom and Dad get alcoholic canned drinks, and they later buy me a cold vanilla latte at a different booth. We start walking around.

Mom's more interested in the concert being held by a queer artist who's name I didn't catch, and she jokes about us going to mosh there. I tell her it's dangerous and that I'm wearing my binder right now, and my dad comments that he didn't even notice.

While we're standing and waiting around, Dad perplexedly exclaims that there's a bar. I tell him as a joke that of course there's a bar, this is pride. He doesn't get it, so I explain the history of gay bars and the Mafia and all of that, and tell him the original pride parade was a protest where parking meters were uprooted and bricks were thrown at cops.

We start walking around to the several booths of queer creatives selling their art, and my eyes are battling between scouting for pins and looking at all the kinds of people here. It's truly all ages, from seniors to toddlers. I see as many visibly disabled and plus-size people as I do visibly abled and skinny people. When we first started walking in to the event, we saw a person in a cutesy lolita-styled outfit with cat ears and tail in the trans colours, in front of someone embracing their trans flag.

As I look around, I see various flags: bi, pan, lesbian, trans, nonbinary, genderfluid. On a couple people's shirts I see the ace flag. But as far as I'm aware, I'm the only person here in this entire crowd wearing the Aromantic flag. It's bittersweet, to be the sole representation of your people.

I see people in all styles of clothing as well: goth, punk, alternative, grunge, trendy, cute, casual, retro. I see some people standing out in absolutely fabulous outfits with sequins everywhere. I see a dog in a gay-coloured tutu, and a person with pride-coloured butterfly wings on their arms. Half the people here have dyed hair of some kind.

We sit down and take a break. It's near the mini waterpark nearby, which makes it fresh and cool-feeling and perfect for a break. A child with endless joys in their heart ends up spraying us with water, and we get a move on. I go around to multiple booths and buy an assortment of pins, one that says "I'M SO GAY I CAN'T EVEN THINK STRAIGHT" and one with a fuzzy Aro-coloured animal on it.

When we sit for a final break, I find two dirty books on the ground as Mom hands me a progress flag pin she found. I pick up the books. One is a 'queer history tour' of Edmonton brochure that has multiple locations of down-town and their associated queer histories. The other book is a mental wellness book targeted mainly at Indigenous folk, but I decide to take it any way since a lot of it advice applies to everyone. I show my Mom the page on ableist language, that talks about replacing words like 'crazy,' 'insane,' and 'psycho' with words like 'wild,' 'bananas,' and 'ridiculous.'

When we start walking back to the car, we see a group of four dressed ridiculously. One of them has massive, bouncing balloon tits, and they stand out the most. I'm afraid of what my parent's reaction will be, and this is what I told them to be nice about before we came, because pride was and still is a protest. They laugh and move on. I'm a little surprised that they're so cool with it.

We stop by the truck at the very start of the walk as Mom comments on it. It's a kink gear store. I stare in awe at the bear pride flag and leather puppy pride flag, telling my family about them. I have to ask one of them to confirm it's the leather puppy flag because I'm not wholly sure, and the people running the truck smile as they teach me about it.

We drive home, and as we walk back to the house, I think about Mom and Dad's reaction to the person with the balloon tits. I think about how they laughed kindly at one of the biggest displays of societal norm defiance I've ever seen. And then I think about the openly disabled people I saw with their pretty canes and wheelchairs, I think about the punks with fishnets and leather jackets and high boots, I think about the emo kandi kids with their black-and-rainbow stockings and vibrant kandi cuffs, I think about the booth run by African black people that stood for trans black liberation, I think about the truck run by kinksters decorated with historical flags, I think about the two feminine-presenting people I saw kissing and the transmasculine gay couple I saw holding hands.

I think about all of us, the societal outcasts that we are, proudly displaying what outcasted us in the first place, without a single person yelling that we're faggots, or trannies, or cripples, or fatasses, or freaks.

And for the first time in a long time, in all my childhood where I was ostracized from the girls for being too tomboyish from the boys for being born a girl, so badly until I started ostracizing myself, I know that I'm safe and welcome, somewhere in the world.

[redlegumes]

That night Stevie, Eddie, Robin and Nancy were going to celebrate Halloween the traditional way: at a stranger’s house with questionably mixed alcohol and themed costumes. Nance had flown in and was spending some time in Hawkins with her family but would drive down that evening. The girls had convinced Eddie that, if they went with more laid back costumes that year, the next year could be a blow out. Eddie agreed but also was already deep into plans for the next three years.

After her super short shift at the bar, Stevie had to go grab Robin. They agreed on dressing as the 'Breakfast Club' on the grounds that it was retro, iconic, and the costumes would be comfortable. Their 'Breakfast Club' had Nancy as Ally Sheedy, Eddie as Judd Nelson, and Stevie as Molly Ringwald. Robin had not yet finished her Emilio Estevez outfit, so Stevie was taking her to Goodwill to finish finding her the right fit for Estevez's jock character.

"I'd lend you my old letterman's jacket but it's the wrong color, and you know Eddie likes wearing it."

Robin snorted. "Oh I know. The other day he was bitching about not having your class ring to match." 

Stevie felt herself flush and tucked her head down as she moved through the racks. "Really?" Not having got one her senior year suddenly seemed foolish.

"Yeah. You guys are disgusting." She grinned up at her, rolling her eyes.

Stevie's hands settled on an old, faded Notre Dame letterman jacket, blue and tan. "Hey Robs, we got a winner."

[angelinterviews]

Emily In Paris: Hot or Not?

If you know anything about Emily In Paris, it's that her personality makes for an outstanding statement. I call myself a fan of the , even then I have to admit I couldn't stand her at first. What's this lady always so happy about, anyway? Fans suspect it may have to do with her wardrobe, and the fact she always has something new to wear. Seriously, what kind of magic lives in between her dresses? Maybe she has a house-elf, like Dobby but gay. Or maybe she found the wardrobe to Narnia, and a lot of clothing shops have been added since I first read the books. Whatever it is, it sure is making an even bigger statement out of her style. It's also enraging a lot of fashion lovers, so why not take a look at her worst (or best) outfits throughout the show?

1. Accidental, what?

I was very tempted to call this an accidental match or an accidental favourite, but I don't want your first impression of me to be that I'm a liar. Honestly, what was homegirl thinking? The top is orange, which is already a pretty hard colour to style with non-neutral colours, but the design? It's giving Miraculous Ladybug, and I'm not here for it. It COULD look cute with a long black skirt, but of course Emily didn't think about anything black. The shorts are cute. I like the design a lot, but both the top and bottom are screaming: 'LOOK AT ME!' More isn't always better, Em. I'm not even going to mention the coat, I don't see the vision. It's a lovely piece, don't get me wrong, it's just golden and an obvious attention-grabber. I'm gonna say this outfit is NOT HOT.

2. Fancy an easter egg?

I don't quite know what to say except for the fact that she looks like, well, an egg. Or an oompaloompa - that could pass, too. Seriously, I see the vision. The hat is everything, the colours in the dress and the fabric is everything. I just feel like it'd be impossible to focus on anything but Emily's dress. Eyes are up where? Sorry, I was staring at that bag you're drowning in. The plan was great, execution not so great. How did she manage to pull a man wearing THAT? I do have to give bonus points for the comfiness, though. I'd take a great nap standing up in that. Once more, this is NOT HOT.

3. Check, mate.

I don't know how she made all these patterns work, but she did. I don't LOVE the way the yellow colours aren't perfectly matching - the bag really throws me off. The hat works amazing with the yellow accessories though, and this might be the first time I've seen someone rock a bucket hat. I'm not the biggest fan of the skirt patterns either, but the eye-catching opponents on the torso really make it work. Her gloves look incredibly uncomfortable, so I feel bad for her. This look is HOT!

4. You like these pearls?

I don't think I've ever seen my favourite American girl wear anything better than this. Nothing could top the bold belt, Pearl necklace and colour combinations from this outfit. Also, have I mentioned her shirt has bows on it? I know! It pairs perfectly with her red skirt(can't believe I forgot the pattern's name, it's my favourite!) and usually I'm not a big fan of big buttons, but these really combine well with her beige jacket. I'm so here for this summer look! HOT.

5. Babushka, babushka, babushka.

In the best way ever, this look reminds me of an old Russian lady and a very specific Barbie look. I'm living for the glasses paired with the unique dress she's wearing - retro is definitely in! She pairs her jacket well with some white gloves and goes for the smart look with her blue heels. Hear ye, hear ye, the famous sandwich method hath been reinvented by our Lady Emily. I love being a hater when it comes to our girl, but this look is honestly stunning. I say it's HOT!

6. Killed a wasp for this look, WYD?

Seriously, what happened? Did a painter mistake you for being part of the wall he was painting? I can see the vision if I squint my eyes, but the neon yellow? I dislike any yellow but pastel yellow, if you couldn't tell by now. Emily looks like a queen bee,l which if you think about it more, is kind of iconic because bees love their queens, but I'm not loving this two-piece. I just think that and the neon and the random blue that's nowhere else in her outfit and the fur-like things on the end of the skirt are too clashing. It's once again, too much for me. The model of the two-piece is stunning, though. I'm going to say this is NOT HOT, and I hope you aren't colourblind because then my arguments wouldn't make much sense.

7. Zebra-esque is totally in!

I feel like you've either gotta love or hate this look, no in-between. Personally, I love it. The hat and mask are key points in this outfit, yet they don't beg for attention like some of the other accessories Emily's worn. The piece itself is extremely haute couture - I don't think you'd look at her now and say 'ringarde' or 'basic'. She does look a little bit like me when I first found out stripes make you look more thin, but it looks better on her than it ever did on me. Her hands look ai-generated, but not everything can be expected to look amazing when it comes to Emily. This look is HOT.

8. Metallic boots: on.

Unlike a good game face, this statement is something you can't easily turn on or off. Once you style the knee-high boots, you can't turn away from them. I honestly don't like high boots, but Emily makes it work. I also don't like neon orange, but she once again made it work. Seriously, I don't know how her outfits make me feel so unbothered about the non-matching shades, but I've never felt more at ease. The ruffles are amazing, although the puffy sleeves are a tad bit too much. Also, those things dangling in front of her dress? My grandma uses that to tie her curtains with... Overall, I'd say this is HOT but definitely could've been even hotter.

9. I'm from Paris, baby!

Says nobody who's ever worn a beret. Seriously, it's a tourist thing and, as someone who's been around for two seasons, Emily should know better. The outfit is EVERYTHING, but the dress is giving us nothing. I think everything would've paired just beautifully with a simple pair of jeans or just anything without a pattern. I really dislike the dress, I can't stress enough how beautiful the combination would be without the dress. Switch it up, please! It would be HOT with a different layer.

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So, what do you think? Is Emily a fashion icon or should she get a new wardrobe? Let us know in the comments down below! We'd love to hear your thoughts on these bold looks.

[toongrrl-blog]

My Style Analysis: Cyclical Iconic Fashion and a Missed Prom

Originally posted on Reddit

Anyone notice something about Devi's prom dress? Something retro?

The chiffon, long flowing dress, the neckline, the ruffles, the florals and pinks feel very retro. Like very 1970s (look I know per ShopYourTV that it's a recent find from Nordstrom's) maybe 70s does 30s...

In fact Devi's dress slightly reminded me of Marge Simpson's prom dress in "The Way We Was" which was set in 1974, 49 years before Nalini almost had a heart attack seeing her daughter and Ben in bed together (albeit with clothes on). It's all there: the pink, the apparently lightweight fabric (chiffon or rayon or polyester or a combination, that was a staple of the era), the ruffles around the neck. Marge's pink dress (surely from Gunne Sax, which was fondly remembered by Boomers and Gen Xers alike) and Homer's baby blue tuxedo were so iconic that they were made into figurines.

In fact Devi's dress falls into good company with some other examples I listed in a old post on Tumblr about this frilly, utterly feminine aesthetic in fact I want to show another Mad Men example and one from the 1930s period piece The Group (1966).

Every outfit looks so floaty here and these were promos for episodes set in 1970, thankfully our girls up there have much happier endings than the former Mrs. Drapers.

Here is your 1930s example with The Group, which focuses on graduates of a Seven Sisters college as they navigate adult life in Depression era America and the patriarchy (it's rough as hell). The brunette in black is future Lucille Bluth, the late Jessica Walter. Bonum est mulier.

Eleanor's look sort of reminds me of: Cher, Selena, and Liz Taylor. All very iconic women who followed their passions boldly and became icons without blindly following trends set for either fashion or for their gender.

(EDIT: Much better example)

As for Fabi? Well the tuxedo is pure androgyny. Calling to the OG ladies in a suit, Bessie Smith (EDIT: Gladys Bentley) and Marlene Dietrich and Annie Lennox

All these women flouted restrictions regarding gender expression admidst the jeers of conservatives, pearl-clutchers, white supremacists, Jim Crow, fatphobia, and one even told Hitler to go fuck himself (okay maybe not those words but you get the gist).

The red may be a call back to predominantly African-American men in the media donning a red suit, as noted in u/eve_salmon's "A Cinematic Guide to The Weekend Pt. 3", Rat Pack member Sammy Davis Jr. (known for a flashy yet very traditionally masculine sense of style) donned a red suit for the film Poor Devil, whom like Fabi, was Black and queer in an era that was even more racist and queerphobic than the present. We also see Richard Pryor (comedian for those not in the know) donning a red suit along with Joe Pesci in Goodfellas and Casino. The red is likely a sign of pure confidence and defiance, keep in mind that Pesci's characters and Pryor (as well as Davis) grew up in eras where looking a white person in the eye can get a Black person made past tense to use a TikTok phrase and where Italian Americans were still looked down upon, so dressing well and in a manner that commands attention was a act of resistance.

Both examples of Marginalized Men in Red Suits and Gender-Bending Women Looking Sharp-Dressed, speaks well to Fabiola's own development as a character and taking ownership of her identity in a world that tells you to be a laundry list of things to be acceptable (be girly, be outgoing, be into pop culture, be straight, listen to your parents, focus on what boys like, fade into the background, wear uncomfy formalwear that ain't you) and points for the series highlighting HBCUs as up there with the Ivies; where the Ivies represent mainstream power, the HBCUs represent how a community managed to carve their own space to let it's members thrive and accomplish more (also while Princeton waited until 1969 and Columbia until 1983 to accept women, Howard been doing that since it's founding!), what better place for Fabiola whose journey is about owning her sense of self?

What can Iconic Lady Joan Holloway say, well I can think of her Bonwit Teller shopping spree where she decides what to take with her fabulous black dress with ostritch feather cuffs: "I'll take the boots, the tan heels, the chiffon (in a cooing voice), the red (even more cooing), and this (to her flamboyant dress)", in other words, she approves.

[tefibetancourt]

she was licking her fucking wounds. that was the truth of it. tefi had been missing for a full weekend and no one seemed to care. her plan for revenge was quiescent, foster’s life wasn’t any worse than when she first arrived, and the future just seemed bleak. there was no hope for her. even when she failed to meet her goals throughout her life, at least she had them. clinging onto her revenge was her only lifeline and it was the sole reason she got up in the morning—beyond the need for money, of course. how long could her rage fuel her, though? what was she supposed to do after she won? there was a nagging feeling deep inside that told her she wouldn’t be satisfied, but she told that nagging feeling to shut the fuck up and put on one of her favorite outfits—a strappy gold sequined dress that barely qualified as clothing—that always preceded a great night (and was much too flashy for a dive bar).

her temporary roommates were nowhere to be found, so tefi braved the night alone, but she was never alone for long. at least back in l.a., it wasn’t more than twenty minutes before someone was requesting to buy her a drink or inviting her back to their table. blue harbor, however, was a much smaller pond, and the longer she stayed, the more people were becoming wise to her bullshit. her physical beauty and outgoing personality were a flimsy façade, and it took no less than a few hours for her to inadvertently reveal the rot underneath it all. the pour house had seen much of tefi since her arrival—mostly because a lot of other bars in town were either frequented by old ass locals or college students that rivaled her maturity, but looked like toddlers in comparison—but she knew she was skating on thin ice with the management. her three nights lost in the woods were probably a welcome reprieve for the staff, but like a bad penny, she had returned eventually. she was a little different on this night, however. instead of flirting with the bartender or demanding a cute guy buy her some songs on the touchtunes jukebox, she was sitting alone, wistful and pretty, like an aged barfly that was once the prom queen.

her little pity party was interrupted by a shining angel. looking as pathetic as possible, tefi was hoping someone would see her at the bar and feel compelled to come make her night better. back home in l.a., it was usually some balding business-y guy or socially awkward video game nerd that wanted nothing more than to play captain save-a-hoe. tonight, it was a beautiful woman that said exactly what tefi wanted to hear. her demeanor instantly flipped; a bright smile replaced her frown and the sadness was masked by excitement. “tefi.” she gave her own name, sweeping her hair over her shoulder. “i would absolutely love a shot.” as if the bartender appeared out of thin air, she flashed her smile at them and ordered a tequila shot—well liquor, of course, not top shelf. (she wasn’t completely impolite!) “thank you, babe.”

before she could say much else, her new friend was pulling her off of her seat and moving them to the center of the bar. “no, but i do now!” the retro-ish beat was exactly the kind she liked, though, and tefi could dance to silence. grabbing her hands tighter, tefi inched closer to lainey and shook her hair back. suddenly, it was like her mood completely flipped and she forgot all about foster and phoebe and the impending doom. right now, all she wanted was to have fun. now face-to-face with lainey, some recognition dawned on her. “oh my god! you know cj and seb, right?”

who: Lainey & @tefibetancourt where: The Pour House

CJ had blown Lainey off for the night and she, bored of all the bars within walking distance of her apartment, wound up here. The Pour House. Sure, it wasn't really blowing off if they hadn't made plans in the first place... but Lainey was biding her time, especially after her run-in with Sebastian at the birthday. It was obvious he had a problem with her, and while it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out why, Lainey didn't want to confront that just yet.

There were a lot of things Lainey didn't want to confront just yet, which was unusual for her. Dad used to call her a bull in a china shop-- tackling everything head-on. But she was tired. So tired that she was going out of her way to avoid her ex's roommate slash husband. How the mighty had fallen. It wasn't so bad, in actuality, especially after Lainey batted her eyelashes at the bartender and got unfettered access to the aux.

After her fourth vodka cranberry, Lainey was on her feet looking for someone to pester. A striking woman at the other end of the bar caught her eye, and she slid into the seat next to her. "I'm Lainey, and I think we're both way too hot to be drinking alone," she announced with a friendly smile. "Let me buy you a shot?" There was no sense beating around the bush. With the tequila blazing its trail down her throat, Lainey felt so much more herself. And maybe... a little sloppy. She got to her feet again, recognizing the opening chords of 'Witchoo.' "Shit, you know Durand Jones?" she asked her new friend, grabbing her by the hand and pulling her to her feet, too.

"It's illegal not to dance to this, by the way," she said, pulling Tefi by the hands to the middle of the bar. Lainey didn't mind making a scene-- especially not when she was absolutely sure the Pour House clientele wouldn't mind a bit.

[telekinetictrait]

tell me grey seal, how does it feel to be so wise? to see through eyes that only see what’s real.

so back in march i made a lookbook on my main blog of one of my ocs, and since i have a simblr now, i thought... hey! why not remake her? so... re-meet isolde sulzbach! 

a selkie/mermaid-type creature in 1920s berlin, isolde loves to paint, garden, and bake. a gentle soul, isolde loves her friends more than anything and tends to naturally take on a nurturing role when they have problems. but don’t let that fool you – anyone who has gotten on her bad side can attest that she’s not afraid to use her teeth to solve problems. when she’s not at her job as a secretary, or taking night classes, or tending to her garden, or working her stall at the marketplace, she might be found playing with her rehabilitated hedgehog, ceilpe. despite her gentle nature, isolde tends to fumble often in social situations and tends not to pick up on social cues. you’ll never find her without her beloved teddy bear, siegelchen, who is missing both eyes and one ear.

cc links + her merseal form under the cut!

for her going out and sleepwear outfits, i recolored happylifesims’ 1920s fur coat with a grey seal fur pattern i found on google. there’s only one swatch, but if you want it for some reason, let me know and i’ll upload it!

genetics: 

electrlcity’s soft freckles / aloesim’s mia freckles / spcc’s birthmarks / simstrouble’s marcia hair / softpine’s abracadabra hair

everyday:

sourpunchsims’ nessa necklace / retro-pixels’ the stenographer dress

going out:

magnolianfarewell’s scholar set 

formal:

simsfromthepast’s 1920′s lace dress / waxesnostalgic’s french heels

party:

ladybolet’s old hollywood eyeshadow (tsr download) / sourpunchsims’ nessa necklace / adrienpastel’s mistress dress conversion / waxesnostalgic’s french heels

athletic: 

waxesnostalgic’s shortsleeved plain blouse / waxesnostalgic’s knickerbockers

painting:

waxesnostalgic’s shortsleeved open collar blouse / javitrulovesims’ jane’s new pants

no cc used for gardening outfit!

no other cc used for sleepwear!

swimwear:

waxesnostalgic’s androgynous swimsuit 

hot weather:

sourpunchsims’ nessa necklace / waxesnostalgic’s summer frock

cold weather:

imadako’s winter coat / magnolianfarewell’s scholar skirt / plumbjam’s wool leggings

mer-seal specific:

lamatisse’s lore skintones / valentinakarlova’s seal tails

thank you to @ckisgone​ @aloesim​ @sunflower-petals​ @simstrouble​ @softpine​ @sourpunchsims​ @gilded-ghosts​ @magnolianfarewell​ @simsfromthepast​ @waxesnostalgic​ @its-adrienpastel​ @javitrulovesims​ @imadako​ @lamatisse​ @valentinakarlova​ and of course, where i find everything, @twentiethcenturysims​ !!

[larentsaloud]

Please make a post for Thyme clothes for EP8. Was he going to wear those yellow long shorts and boots (?) to school?

He looked so endearing this week...so different in body language from EP1 Thyme. In EP1 is was so wound up and ready to pounce.

your wish is my command anon. 

as we have established before, the tiger print is a metaphor for the ‘old thyme’ the one who hoards power and prestige. when thyme is going through a transition phase, you see him quite literally wear the tiger shirt with donuts, or tiger shirt with bananas. 

none of this is done by a mistake, but is a direct reference to his emotional state. you can tell how thyme is feeling by the way he dresses. soft pink / colourful thyme is happy thyme. 

during the bus scene, when he wore the yellow banana tiger shirt, yellow being symbol of jealousy and bananas are literally a way to describe a mad person in some countries, perfectly summaries him emotional state. 

I have seen other’s discus this theory and I have made this connection very early on, so I am glad others are finally appreciating the metaphors and symbolism this show is making. I discussed it here briefly x  

ok now that we got THAT out of the way. let’s get it. in no particular order:

1. Delulu Thyme™️ I’m On A Boat Outfit 

I love this on hiiiiiimmm! he looks happy and carefree, the blue collar and hem accentuate the nautical theme. I am not convinced about the shorts, only because we got insufficient leg content this episode. I need more LEGS. MORE is MORE. gimme. 8/10 because it looks psychedelic and has anchors. I dig it. I love how pious he is with the buttoned up collar. does it not open? no? are you suuuureeee?

2. Lost Lil’ Tiger Looking For Owner Outfits

LOOK AT THAT FLUFF, it’s also purple and would snuggle. 10/10. 

meow? lemme in? what is this print? I don't mind it. has a 70s disco retro vibe, like when you fall out of the club onto the pavement and chunder all the way home unable to get an uber, the only difference being that this lost kitty has found his way home, but owner not replying. 7/10 because I will cry?

I can’t believe this is what my parents had to do before mobile phones. they had to GO places and ASK people questions. abhorrent. kudos to kitty tiger for trying so hard. naw. what is he wearing tho? OH IT’S ONLY PURPLE METALLICA CREW NECK. THIS IS FINE. I WILL NOT HAVE A MENTAL BREAKDOWN. SAID NO ONE EVER. I AM FULLY UNHINGED. I WANT THIS SO BAD. 15/10. 

3. WAR PATH THYME UNLOCKED VER 1.0

IT’S THE SWAG FOR ME. IT’S BLACK AND HAS STUFF ON IT. I DON’T CARE. IT’S PERFECT WAR SHIRT. ALEXA PLAY war on drugs I don't live here anymore. argh. I am screaming because this is the first time he stands up to her BIG TIME. this is the correct fashun to wear when unlocking a new war path. we approve. do I need to rate it? its priceless. 

4. THE ACCIDENTALLY ON PURPOSE NEIGHBOUR OUTFIT FT GETTING BEATEN BY MY GIRLFRIEND (AGAIN)

listen, there are few things I will never understand. and one of them would be white socks in black shoes. they stain and stop being white. just why? I know rich people can afford to throw socks away after one use, but what is this? it looks like Versace outfit and I absolutely cannot stand Gucci, Versace or Prada. it’s epitome of ugly fashion made for people who like to flash it. I’m more of a Dior / Chanel girl. I like elegance and style, something demure and long lasting. stylish. that you can fawn over quietly(ISH) but hey. back to thyme. this whole scene took me out. he learnt her moves, but he wasn't expecting to get punched. this outfit  is a no from me? in terms of where it stands on the tiger vs happy thyme scale? I would say he is changing, so this is the in-between outfit. like when you walk in the new neighbourhood wearing designer gear, unaware of the fact you will be an eye sore. -5/ 10

5. TAMING THYME AKA DOMESTIC LIL TIGER 🐯

IT TAKES A WHOLE VILLAGE GORYA TO RAISE A THYME. I CANNOT RATE THIS. THIS OUTFIT OWNS MY HEART AND I WILL NOT TAKE ANY CRITICISM. 

6. RAMEN THYME I REPEAT RAMEN THYME THIS IS NOT A DRILL

look even he has hard time believing that his sister just praised him for moving in next door. this outfit is S O F T boyfie vibe, ideal for inviting your friends over and making some. ramen no innuendoes thank you. I love the whole vibe, the nirvana like smiley and pink detail. again we get pink and yellow just saying. minus the trousers. and the Versace sliders. 7.5/10 

ok I take that back. I have just seen with my own eyes the whole top and thyme? baby? is that a girl spinning the sun / smiley face / her mood with her legs while laying down on the back? who designed this, I need a word. 

7. BOYFRIEND THYME IN THE HAUUUUSSSS OUTFIT 

WILL I CALM DOWN? ARE YOU CRAZY? HOW CAN YOU CONTEMPLATE ASKING ME THAT. THYME IS BEING A BRO TO HSI GF’S BRO. CAN YOU GET THE TISSUES READY? WHERE THE HELL IS REN’S HANKIE I NEED THAT RAG TO WIPE MY MASCARA. I DON’T KNOW WHAT THAT IS. IT’S BRIGHT YELLOW AND I CAN SEE HIS LEGS. I AM HAPPY. LEAVE ME ALONE. HIS FACE??? GOODBYE. OK PRADA YOU HAVE ME ON CHOKEHOLD. I RESPECT YOUR DENIM. THE HELL AM I GONNA DO???

TO RECAP. I AM A SLUT FOR THIS OUTFIT. THEY ARE SO DOMESTIC TOGETHER HERE. MADE THEM BREAKFAST, SHE LEANS OVER HIM AND PLACES HER HAND ON HIS BACK TO PUT HER SHOES ON. HOW CAN ONE NOT BE BESOTTED? ASKING FOR A FRIEND. 9281282983219 /10

HE DID GET BEATEN IN THAT OUTFIT, TOO BUT THAT’S HOW OUR COUPLE CHRISTENS ANY NEW LAWK.

8. LIL’ BIRTHDAY TIGER AKA THE SOFTEST NICEST CUTEST BOI TO EVER EXIST FT A HEADBAND

DID ANYONE SAY PRAISE? I THINK OUR KITTY MIGHT BE REQUIRING SOME. LOOK AT HIM GETTING IT. WHAT A HAPPY OCCASION. 

THIS WHOLE LEWK IS SENDING THE F4 NATION FERAL. AS WE KNEW IT WOULD. FOR STARTERS WE HAVE A HEADBAND. A HEADBAND. LORD HAS BLESSED US. AND THE ADDITIONAL CRACK OF HIM WEARING WHO ANT SOT BE A MILLIONAIRE SHIRT FORM EHR BROTHER. I TOLD YOU THIS WEEK IT WOULD BE FROM FAM NOT KAVIN OR REN. LMAO. LISTEN TO ME WILL YA. ANYGAYS. THIS IS PEAK DEVASTATION. ANON. WHAT HAVE YOU MADE ME DO. CAN’T SCORE THIS WITHOUT WRITING AN ESSAY. I LOVE TOO MUCH. SIGH. 

9. EXPLOSIVE OVARIES SYNDROME ACTIVATED OUTFIT 

I REFUSE TO COMMENT. NAAAH. UHM. NAAAW. 

THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HER WITH ABSOLUTE DEVOTION I WILL CLIMB MY CEILING.

IS THIS IS WHAT YOU WERE LOOKING FOR? 

YOU HAVE SENT ME DOWN A SPIRAL AND I ENDED WITH TUX THYME WHICH LEADS TO MANIA. 

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Devotion to the Aesthetic Chapter 2

Summary: For most of her life, Midoriya Izumi has been bullied. If it's not due to her Quirk status it was due to her fascination for retro movies that developed into a love for the aesthetic of 1950s America. Even after moving away from her toxic environment at age ten, she hides her love for it from her immediate outside world. Instead, she runs a HeroTube channel where she tries retro recipes, bakes cakes in honour of heroes and rants about them. She still dreams of being a hero, but fears people finding out her other passion.

When she enters UA, she finds friends, faces down an old bully and discovers that sometimes- being devoted to an aesthetic isn't such a bad thing.

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(It's not what you all are waiting for but I hope this tides you over!)

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  Izumi hummed as she walked into the door to her classroom, nodding politely at a group of girls who called out greetings to her. All three girls wore the same black skirt, white blouse under a black vest as Izumi, with blue bows on the front. One girl had her long hair loose, while another had it in a braid. The third wore hers cropped to her earlobes with a face mask over the lower half of her face. 

      “Hey Midoriya, we’re going to study for entrance exams this weekend and tonight. Want to join?” Asked the long-haired girl named Watanabe Hanae, the girl grinning as her hair flashed colours. Mood Hair was such an interesting Quirk to Izumi. It made Watanabe one of the most honest class members, being someone who barely held to traditional Japanese etiquette, thinking if they could see her mood so easily, who cared.  Her hair showed her excitement and nerves about the upcoming exams.

      “Yeah, sure! I’ve got gymnastics and martial arts in the evenings on weekends, but I’m free until six, and I’m free tonight,” Izumi agreed. She ignored the scoff coming from across the room. Her new school mainly possessed good people, but there were always a few bad apples. One of which was Takahashi Kiba. He didn’t do anything, but his scoffs alongside his comments did get some notice. Luckily her school had teachers who would not take his words lying down and would put a stop to them, a mass improvement over her old schools. 

      “Excellent! We’re meeting at the Guardian Library this weekend. The one with that huge statue of the guy holding that little baby?” Watanabe said. “Though tonight we’re going to Nabu Central Library.”

      “I know the one,” Izumi agreed. “Meet in the morning on Saturday?”

       “Oh yes, around eleven, we think,” Watanabe replied, and the girl who didn’t have her face covered shot Izumi a smile. The one with the mask gave a peace sign as she closed her eyes. Hasegawa Sakura and Goto Kasumi were some of the nicest people Izumi had ever met. Even with Goto’s mild kleptomania. They were both beautiful girls with dark hair and eyes, though Goto tended to stand out more with the purple make-up she’d sneak on after school. The strict dress code prohibited make-up, but Goto loved her purple lipstick. Hasegawa’s mask could stand out, but she seemed like any other person with a Quirk requiring her to wear one.

      Izumi sat down in her seat as their teacher came into the room, prompting most of the class to sit down. She began to list what she’d do over the weekend mentally. Meet up Saturday for the study session, go to gymnastics, then martial arts. Meaning she’d have to dress modern. Not a huge deal, but she usually liked her weekends spent in her favourite outfits.

      Who’d think I’d have friends that would want me out with them, she thought in amusement as the teacher began homeroom with announcements. Izumi loved her school. From the teachers who tried to having friends- even the uniform was terrific. The Aldera school system used cheap materials while also being incredibly strict. Her new school did have a strict code but also allowed for their students to have multiple options that were well made and nice looking. Her dad came through with the school. He also made a point to speak with her more, something Izumi loves as she liked taking with him more frequently.  

      No bullies, her dad in her life, her mom supported her fully, and her YouTube account had a lot of followers. There wasn’t much Izumi could want out of life other than to maybe be able to dress how she wanted in public. 

      I can do that when I’m a hero, Izumi thought. I’ll wear a dress as my costume and use kitchen utensils for weapons! Izumi wanted to pull out her notebook for hero stuff but knew her teacher wouldn’t be happy. But her fingers itched to look at the costume she designed and the weapon ideas she had. Hero names covered the inside of her notebook, some silly like RetroGirl but a few she seriously considered. One had been born from her mother’s retro anime collection too. Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood. Seeing one of the best fighters in the entire series happily calls herself just a housewife made Izumi want that as a name. Helped that they shared the same name.

      As the day went on, Izumi’s mind would focus on school while also pondering her next set of videos. She hadn’t analyzed any retired heroes in a while, and she’d heard that a few who taught at UA were withdrawing from the hero-hero business to focus on teaching. It wouldn’t be too hard to remove some of the riskier information…

     “Hey, Midoriya!” A voice said. Izumi blinked and saw that Watanabe stood next to her desk, a frown on her face. “School’s done; you zoned out.”

      “Yeah,” Goto said, already digging in her bag for make-up. “You alright?”

      “I’m fine. Just thinking about UA.” Izumi said with a laugh. Not a complete lie.

      “You’re going to make it, Midoriya,” Hasegawa told her. 

       “We all are,” Goto voiced. “You’re going to make it in heroics; Hasegawa will terrify everyone with business management, I’m going to rock in support, and Watanabe will rule general studies.” 

      “Why support?” Hasegawa asked. “You’d be good in PR.”

      “I’d try and murder any hero I am assigned to; you can’t deny it,” Goto replied. She finally pulled out some purple lipstick and a mirror from her bag. Izumi chuckled as she stood, putting her things into her backpack as Goto casually put the lipstick on. “Watanabe would do well in business.”

      “Please, the only reason I’m bothering with high school is that I’m technically still under watch,” Watanabe snorted. “It’s either go to general studies for high school or check in every five weeks.” Izumi and the other girls all groaned. None liked that Watanabe had to be under watch; it made no sense.

      The four left the school and started the walk to the station. All could technically go to cram school, but Goto had been banned after her kleptomania got the better of her when she was seven, while Hasegawa’s mask caused issues. Izumi didn’t like the atmosphere, and Watanabe felt weird being in the schools, which made sense given her whole story. Around six years in a coma, obviously older than anyone else in school, barely any memory of her childhood; frankly, Watanabe didn’t remember her proper age either. She thought she was most likely sixteen rather than the fourteen the other girls were. However, the heroes kept a close eye on her due to all of that. Watanabe tried not to let it bother her, but sometimes she seemed wrecked emotionally about it. When that happened, her friends tried to cheer her up.

      The four friends got onto the train to Nabu, chatting with one another. Izumi took a moment to text her mother, who replied back that one of her friends had asked her to go to a movie, so she would do that instead of waiting for Izumi. Izumi smiled, happy her mother was also making friends before putting her phone into her pocket.

      “So anyway,” Hasegawa was saying. “I tell this guy that he’ll die if he touches the mask. Not as in I’ll do it, but as in my Quirk is uncontrollable, and I wear the mask to cover it. He gets shocked and then starts ranting about dangerous Quirks and how we should all be locked up, right?”

      “Wow,” Goto interjected. “What a moron. He said this in front of Gang Orca?”

      “I know. Here I am, staring at this guy who’s ranting about locking people like me up. All I’m thinking is: I just came here to see the fish and hear about them from a hero. But Gang Orca is like, ‘So you want people like me locked up too?’” Hasegawa cackled. “The look on his face! Hilarious.”

      “Some people are idiots,” Watanabe sniffed. “Oh, that’s a dangerous Quirk; they must be evil,” she said the last words in a mocking tone, a scowl on her face as she glared at nothing. 

      “Or ‘oh, that’s your Quirk. It’s cute.’” Goto said in a high-pitched voice, acting like she was baby talking to someone.

      “But you don’t have a Quirk, so you must be cheating,” Izumi offered in her snobbiest voice. 

      “Now, you need to sit in the front so we can keep an eye on you,” Hasegawa said in an old lady tone. All four girls burst into quiet giggles, trying not to disturb the other train riders. When they reached their stop, they got off to a thumbs up from a bird-headed teen, making Watanabe shoot him two of her own.

      The four girls wandered towards the library, still chatting though their mocking of past comments towards them slid by. Instead, they discussed things to study, launching into their normal debate about the best way to do it. Hasegawa swore by studying for ten minutes at a time for each subject, taking a break for fifteen before doing it again. Watanabe believed in thirty minutes for each subject broken up by ten-minute breaks. Goto would randomly pull out a book to study for an hour, take a break, then keep going. Meanwhile, Izumi believed in forty minutes on literature, easily her worst subject despite her creativity, with a ten-minute break before continuing with studying her other subjects at thirty minutes for a time. She would then study literature again.

      “I’m just saying, if you study other things simultaneously, it gets jumbled up,” Goto said to Watanabe, who shook her head. They were almost at the library, just needing to pass one more alley.

      “You don’t get enough time with each subject-” she began but was stopped by the sounds of loud, mean laughter. All four girls paused to look down the alley. A group of boys were standing in front of another with purple hair.

      “You should be locked up!” One of the boys taunting the purple-haired boy said. “A villain like you is a danger around normal people.”

      “Yeah, we’re going to be seeing you one day! Shinsou Hitoshi, the brainwashing villain.” another said with a sneer. The friends all traded looks before Goto grinned, wide and mischievous. She waggled her eyebrows, as Watanabe bared her own toothy grin. However, Izumi was the first to move.

      “Shinsou!” Izumi cried out, running towards him with a beaming smile. The purple-haired boy looked surprised while his bullies were giving her startled looks. “We were looking everywhere for you!”

      “Yeah!” Goto agreed as she came over, the other girls following. “We wondered if you were running late!” Izumi burst through the boys around Shinsou to grab his arm, dragging him out through the bullies as Goto moved to grab his other arm. Hasegawa and Watanabe slid behind them, the taller girls providing a barrier. They moved quickly to get the boy out of the group before any bullies could protest. Shinsou seemed to get the picture, letting them pull him along. Once they reached the street, they angled themselves towards the library.

      “Hey, you alright?” Izumi asked the boy, who still looked a bit stunned. He looked at her in shock.

      “Yeah, I’m fine,” he said, shaking his head. “Thank you for helping me.” he glanced to where she still held his arm. Izumi glanced to before she felt her cheeks flush, letting go with a cough.

      “It’s no problem!” Watanabe chirped. She flung her arms out happily. “Bullies suck, and helping others is what we do!”

      “Especially Quirkist bullies,” Hasegawa said darkly. Shinsou blinked, looking at the four girls. His eyes were slightly wide as he looked between them before letting out a bit of a chuckle.

      “You can say that again,” he told the girls, prompting some groans.

      “No, Goto.” three girls said at once as Goto opened her mouth. She pouted upon hearing them speak.

      “You just have no taste.” she declared, sticking her nose in the air. “Hey, Shinsou, want to actually study with us?” 

      “Sure…” Shinsou said slowly, but he seemed willing to see what would happen next rather than wanting to scream. Izumi hid a grin. It looked like they got a new friend out of the day, which was not a bad day.

 As for Shinsou Hitoshi, he felt confused. Somewhat shocked, truthfully, that a group of girls saved him out of nowhere. They heard Nara bullying him and decided to step in to deal with it. They didn’t back away even after hearing it was for his Quirk. From the looks of one of them, they might face the same crap spewed at him. A face mask like that usually meant a Quirk related to their breath that couldn’t be turned off. Almost nine times out of ten, it was a dangerous one. 

 The rest he couldn’t place. Other than the girl with the hair changing colours. Shinsou looked between the four girls, who grinned and laughed together, a smile slowly crossing his face. He did have a few friends at his school, but they were more lunchtime friends, hanging out during breaks. He hoped, a small bright flame, that maybe these girls would be friends to him.

 And you know, hanging out with pretty girls was awesome.

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Izu’s Baking Time @izubakingtime

 Saved a boy from some bullies and planning world domination. What a day <3

Izu’s Baking Time @izubakingtime

Next Video is going to be about Kamui Woods. Who wants a poll for the amount of jokes I’ll be making?

Izu’s Baking Time @izubakingtime

My mother has reminded me, teenager or not, that I should not make R-Rated jokes but she is willing to let me make M-Rated ones as long as they’re not too bad.

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Notes: -Sorry for the long wait! And sorry for the shortness but I struggled with this for some reason. -One of the things that’s always hit me hard is that Melissa is never treated as bad as Izuku is in canon for being Quirkless. Thus I’ve always prescribed to the idea it’s because of people Izuku is around as a kid. So in this AU with Izumi leaving Aldera she finds herself actually making friends! -I looked up common surnames and saw Goto. Instantly I thought of Kasumi Goto from Mass Effect so… here! Goto Kasumi has the power to produce flash bangs and yes she has kleptomania. It’s mild and usually her friends just bring a lot of pencils and she takes those. She’s not allowed to go to the store without anyone and the two times she has she approached the cashier or a worker to explain. She tends to get followed due to this. -We get Shinsou who joins the group early!!! He’s now friends with a bunch of girls. *cackles* Oh the fun that’ll be. -While struggling, I did find myself liking the fact I ended it here. Shinsou introduced, a small social media bit, and a promise of more. -Hope you guys liked!