#not a fan of button ups. or long sleeves. or white. or patterns all over the fabric or

[nyxypoo]

you can dress up exactly like your boo thang now

OH hmmmm hmmmm hmmmmmmmm

maybe. maybeeeee

[dreamwatch]

Ramblin' Gamblin' Man

Written for @corrodedcoffinfest

Day #20 - Prompt: Under The Covers | Word Count: 979 | Rating: M | CW: period typical homophobia (alluded to) | POV: Steve | Pairing: Steddie | Tags: secret relationship, sharp suits, Steve Harrington is stupid for Eddie Munson, Fluff but make it lustful

Steve’s at the Grammys. Holy Shit.

It’s not the first time Eddie’s been here, but it’s the first time he’s brought Steve. He walked the red carpet alone last time, the rest of the band ahead of him with their wives and girlfriends, Eddie playing up the bachelor angle. Steve watched from their home. 

Tonight they’re ’best friends if anyone asks’, which Eddie thinks is unlikely because there are some big names here and like, who the fuck are they in the scheme of things?

They’re not nominated for anything; Eddie said they’d been asked to play a cover of Ramblin’ Gamblin Man and both Wayne and Steve’s dad are big Bob Seger fans so the band said yes. See, its little things like that that make him want to climb inside Eddie and never come out. Any other act is thinking about the prestige, Eddie’s thinking about whether his family would like it.

He loves this man so fucking much.

The band are sitting about ten rows back; he’s got a clear view of Sheryl Crow from his seat, and he’s pretty sure that’s the back of Whitney Houston’s head over to his left.

His new phone is buzzing in his pocket. Robin is obsessed with sending him messages. Tonight so far:

‘Is Stevie Nicks there?’

‘If she is please tell me she’s hot.’

‘Shit I think I just saw you!’

‘Is that Sheryl Crow in front of you?’

He deletes them to make space for new messages, hopefully something about how their friends are at the goddamn Grammys and not whether Shania Twain has a nice ass. (She does, he looked.)

Eddie taps his arm. “Okay, we have to go get changed.”

“Huh? Why?”

They’re wearing their ‘Corroded Coffin smart attire’, essentially their usual clothes minus the rips. They’re not exactly scruffy, per se, but… Steve’s in a suit here, you know? (The suit is borrowed, but it’s all about the effort.)

Eddie grins at him. “You didn’t think I was performing at the Grammys in this, did you?” He pulls at the long sleeve tee he’s wearing under his new leather jacket. 

“I mean, yeah, I kind of did.”

Eddie tsks. “For shame, Steve.” He leans in, achingly close, his breath tickling Steve’s neck. “Wish me luck.”

Just for a second Steve thinks about kissing him. Fuck everyone else, fuck the fans, the industry, he just wants to kiss his man publicly. But he doesn’t. Instead he shifts so his lips are practically touching the shell of Eddie’s ear.

“Good luck,” he whispers. 

Eddie shivers. Steve laughs.

The boys all leave, and now it’s Steve and The Wives.

Thirty minutes later the sound of a trashy high-hat fills the auditorium, lights flashing in time to the thu-thu thump bass drum pattern. Despite Jeff being their lead vocalist it’s Eddie, with his raspier, bluesier voice, that’s taking the lead tonight, and doesn’t that just make Steve’s heart fucking cry out with pride? And you know, Eddie, his Eddie, singing at a nationally televised event should be the thing he’s concentrating on, and it is! It is. But when the lights go up the first thing he actually notices is—

“Holy shit, they’re wearing suits!” 

Bonnie says it before anyone else gets a chance. He imagines the four of them are a picture right now, side by side, eyes on stalks because their men are all on stage at the Grammy’s wearing blacks suits, crisp white shirts and… fucking sunglasses. 

Look, he’s seen Eddie in a suit. It was a nice suit, but he looked about as comfortable as a priest in a lingerie store. This is not that.

These are sharp tailored suits, fitted to perfection. Eddie has too many buttons undone on the shirt, some of his chest exposed, that old Fender guitar pick necklace replaced with a solid silver copy (the original with Wayne). The stage lights hit his mirrored Ray Bans, the chain, the rings. But Steve can’t take his eyes off that fucking suit.

He’s going to devour him.

Eddie’s not a frontman, says he loves being able to just do his thing and let Jeff take care of the crowd. But he has a feeling things might change after tonight. 

The audience are on their feet, and Steve grabs the girls so they can head down to the backstage area. They have passes but even then he has to pull the ‘pregnant ladies coming through’ card to get them back to the green room. And when they get in there--

They’re still dressed in those fucking suits.

Eddie spins toward him. “Hey! What did you—“

Steve doesn’t give him a chance to finish the sentence, he has his hands on Eddie’s face and he’s dragging him in for a long, deep kiss, Eddie’s eyes wide and cross eyed.

When he finally comes up for air he realises Jeff, Gareth and Matt are all getting much the same treatment from their wives.

“You’re never taking this off, understand?” Steve says breathlessly. “Never.”

“What��� the suit?”

“Duh, the suit, yes the suit. You’re never taking it off. I don’t care what you’re doing, mowing the lawn, taking the trash out, washing the car, don’t care. This,” he says gently pulling at a very expensive lapel, “is never leaving your body.” He goes in for another kiss. “God the things I’m going to do to you tonight.”

“In the suit?”

“Fuck yes, in the suit! Told you, you’re never taking this off.”

Eddie’s grin is slow and mischievous. “This is really doing it for you, huh?”

“You have no idea.”

It’s doing it for everyone. There are three respectable married ladies here, mothers no less, acting like groupies at an Aerosmith gig. 

Steve squeezes his hips. “Let’s go.”

“Sunglasses: on or off?”

Steve wants to sink his teeth into him right here.

“On. Definitely on.”

The song:

The inspiration:

[conchiferrous]

lineup but i had 2 cut it into pieces #verticalwebsite but you get the idea

[IMAGE ID, IMAGE 1: A fan lineup of Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Usopp, and Sanji, in that order, all post time skip. They are drawn in a cartoony art style and deviate quite a bit from their canon designs. Luffy is looking face forward at the viewer, smiling widely, and holding a peace sign towards in front of him. He's a little shorter with cartoonishly large eyes, ears, hands, and feet. Zoro is standing with his chest puffed out to the side, fists clenched, and glancing over at the viewer. There are no major changes to his design, though he has a mullet for some reason. Nami is smiling, mouth open, and holding her clima tact with Zeus emerging out of it and floating over her head. She's drawn to be more chubby, freckled, and has a cowlick in the shape of a stem and leaf. She's wearing a green button up, that isn't buttoned at all, exposing her black sports bra and stomach. She's wearing white jeans with a berri belt buckle and her regular sandals with heel shoes. Usopp looks a little confused, and is holding the kuro kabuto, with a small plant head attached like when he uses the grow up kabuto move. Usopp's eyes are cartoonishly large and the top of his hat covers the top of his eyes slightly, acting as a second brow. Instead of a long thin nose, he's drawn with a shorter fatter nose that connects directly to his top lip, almost as if his head was a sock puppet. His skin is colored much darker than an in the anime. Sanji looks at the viewer, annoyed, holding a cigarette in one hand, and resting his other wrist on the elbow crevice of his opposite arm. He is drawn with a short torso to make his legs look longer and more spindly, with cartoonishly large hands and feet. His hair is drawn more curly to make his eyebrow, and colored a strawberry blonde. IMAGE 2: Continuation of the lineup, this one has Chopper, Robin, and Franky. Chopper is looking at the viewer, facing forward, and holding a rumble ball in his hoof. He's been redesigned to have smaller eyes and a wider nose, thick human like eyebrows, and a tricolor fur coat of brown, darker brown, and cream for the chest. His hat remains the same, and he's wearing a pink tank top that says "Yay" on it and his magenta pre-time skip shorts. Robin is standing and a three quarters angle, glancing over at the viewer. She's been redesigned to have more jagged hair with cartoonishly large hands and feet to contrast her thin limbs. Her clothes are mostly the same as her default outfit, with the jacket redesigned to have longer sleeves and show less cleavage, the pattern on her skirt simplified, and her legs and feet are drawn as if her pants and shoes are one and the same. Franky is standing face forward, smiling widely, sunglasses on, head cocked to the side, and doing a thumbs up with one of his mini hands. Simplistic chest and stomach hair have been added, matching his hair color. The chest hair is in the shape of a star. His shoulders have been completely recolored to be black with a red stripe, white lettering, and have blue flame decals on them. He's wearing his default pre-time skip shirt and black speedos. IMAGE 3: Continuation of the lineup, this one has only Brook and Jinbe. Brook is playing his guitar, has his mouth wide open, and cocking an eye at the viewer. He's wearing his sunglasses, but they're pulled down to show the tops of his eye sockets. He's wearing his default outfit, the only changes are that the back of his suit is ragged and his pants are a bit scuffed. The floral pattern on his pants have been simplified as well. Jinbe is standing with his arms hanging down, looking to side at nothing in particular, mouth slightly agape. He's wearing yellow and white robe and purple cape from the wano arc. White spots are speckled across his cheeks, sides of his neck, backs of his hands, and tops of feet, meant to resemble the spots of a whale shark. His hands have a more paw like appearance with the fingers thicker and tiny claws sticking out. END iD]

[sanjisjuul]

Say Please!

Summary: You're a burlesque dancer and you spot Sanji in the crowd

Cw: Where do I start... fem reader, sub Sanji, cursing, smoking, you step on him, choking, slapping, nipple play, pussy eating, vaginal penetration

Note: I'm sorry I'm so inconsistent on here! It's hard with school and work, but I'm glad I could post something that I really enjoy!

Word count: 3.4k

Mini 18+

Cigarette smoke clouds the dingy locker room, the clouds circling around you and evaporating into the hot, sticky air. You roll the fabric of your black fishnets into your hands before pulling them up the expanse of your leg. The once-exhilarating feeling of getting ready for a show has turned into a mundane routine. Every Saturday, you sit in the same spot at your little vanity, placing hot rollers into your hair and intricately lining your eyelids and lips, all while swaying your head to the muffled jazz music playing in the background.

You enjoyed being a burlesque dancer; the glitz and glamor of it all is intoxicating. The extravagancy of the hair, the makeup, and the outfits makes you feel alive. The hot gazes of pathetic men as you dance your routines make you feel untouchable. and untouchable you are, because no matter how many men wait outside for you after shows or offer you a drink after a routine, you always politely decline. You do, however, enjoy teasing them; you love the looks on their faces as you sway your hips, their jaws slacking when you remove items of clothing; it's exhilarating and quite honestly turns you on.

“Y/N, 5 minutes to showtime!” You hear a voice call out to you as you buckle on your heels, standing to stare in the mirror. You smile, as you’re quite pleased with your appearance tonight. hair perfectly curled in a vintage curl pattern, your lips tightly lined and filled in a ruby red to match your sparkling red corset and panties. You slip your matching feathery robe over your body, followed by your black silk gloves. You pin a large feather into your hair before grabbing your fans and shuffling backstage.

Cheers and whistles are heard over the band as one of your coworkers finishes up a routine. She looks amazing as she smiles at the crowd as she blows a kiss, exiting stage left. You clap along with the audience, cheering for your fellow dancer, before your announcement starts. You strut onto the stage, the lights illuminating you and causing your skin to heat up. The crowd erupts in applause before the band starts to play.

You start with your back turned to the audience, swaying your hips to the music before twirling around. You smile to the crowd, slowly covering your fans over your body. Your eyes scan over the audience as you pulse your fans. You see some regulars, eyes locked on your figure as they sip their scotch. Some new faces appear as well: a group of men sitting in the right corner, faces heating up at the very sight of you, but your eyes lock on one person. Dead center, a man sits at a table alone; his legs are crossed as he takes a long drag of his cigarette. You mentally decide to nickname him Blondie, as his golden locks cover one side of his face. From the side, you can make out that he’s quite handsome with defined features. His jawline is well accentuated, although you can tell he’s tightly clenching his teeth together. He’s dressed in a suit, the maroon jacket thrown over the back of the chair, leaving him in a black button-down and white tie. His sleeves are rolled up past his black gloves, revealing his forearms to you. He wears matching maroon pants and black dress shoes. Good thing for you; you’re a sucker for a well-dressed man.

You tear your eyes away, deciding to pick on him a bit later. While continuing your routine, you twirl your fans around your body, the air whirling around you somewhat cooling you and relieving the burn of the harsh stage lights. You drop your fans, latching your fingers to the first glove, pulling it off ever so slowly before discarding it behind you. You latch your teeth to the next one, unconsciously locking eyes with the blonde as you tug it off seductively. A light blush coats his face as you twirl the glove and toss it.

You walk downstage, wrapping your hands around the tie of your robe, before undoing the knot, shimmying the fabric off your body, and letting it pool around your feet. Whistles and cheers erupt as you turn around, strutting back towards center stage and bending over, giving the audience access to marvel at your ass.

Nothing in the world could compare to the feeling you get on stage; it's high like no other. You love the feeling of having men absolutely lust after you as you dance and strip for them. You love the way their hungry eyes watch your every move. Tonight, you were most excited to have Blondie’s eyes on you. You feel his burning gaze on your backside as you lift your body back up, turning to face the audience once again.

You point a finger out, beckoning for the newcomer to approach you. His eyes widen in disbelief, looking around him to make sure he’s the target. He lifts himself off the chair, walking nervously towards you. You bend down on the balls of your toes as he comes closer. grabbing him by the tie as you pull him on stage. You can hear the grumbles from the audience as they wish they were so lucky to be in his shoes.

A chair is pushed on stage. devilishly smirking, you drag him over to it before pushing him down to sit. He looks absolutely astonished, his pupils blown and his face beat red as he adjusts his tie, Adam’s apple bobbing as he tries to gain composure. You turn around, arching your back to give him access to your corset, ass dangerously close to sitting on his lap. He gets the idea, swiftly biting his gloves off before reaching his shaky hands to loosen your corset. You smirk as it drops to the ground. turning first towards the audience as they marvel at your almost bare chest. You grin ear to ear as you shimmy, your nipple tassels shaking along with your breasts.

You turn back towards Blondie, who looks as if he’s about to cum in his pants. You settle yourself over his lap before taking a seat. Your eyes widen as you can feel a bulge through his pants. You’d be lying if this scenario didn’t turn you on as well. It’s not so often you get to tease an audience member as attractive as this one. paired with his fluster, you couldn’t be more excited as you ground your hips on him, pressing your chest towards his face. His breath hitches in his throat as his hands tense at his sides. The loud music comes to its climax behind you, so you turn around, bend down in front of him, and ghost your ass over his lap. You can tell he’s enjoying this; the sound of his groan is audible to only you.

You lean back into his lap, bringing your back to his chest and grabbing his tie once again. You roll your hips rhythmically, bringing your lips to his ear. “What’s your name, Blondie?” you half yell and half whisper, tugging his tie so he can hear you. “Sanji,” he breathes out, almost stuttering over his own name. “Hmm,” you respond, knowing you need to cut the conversation short to finish your routine. “Meet me at the back door when the show ends.” You let him go, grabbing his hand and directing him off stage before grabbing your fans off of the stage and finishing up.

The choreography almost slips your mind as arousal takes its place. You go through the motions as you wave your fans around once again, shimmying and twirling. Once the music ends, you hold your fans up high, smiling as the audience applauds your routine. You wink at Mr. Blondie before shuffling off stage, being greeted with a bottle of water by one of your coworkers.

You make sure to thank everybody’s praise, high-fiving the next dancers, before pushing the dressing room door open. “Quite the show,” you hear a voice from beside you. You snap your head in the direction of your friend and fellow dancer, Nami. “Jesus, you scared me!” You laugh as you unbuckle your heels, kicking them off by your station. "It seems like you had a good time,” she winks at you through her mirror as she takes bobby pins out of her hair. You roll your eyes. “Let me live; he was hot!” She cringes at your words, turning to face you. “The only thing men are good for is their money; besides that, they can’t provide anything.” You smirk at her words. “I don’t know about that,” you wink. She groans, turning back towards the mirror. “You’re gross.” You both laugh as you take off your outfits and get into something more comfortable.

You leave on your panties and heels, peeling off your pasties and slipping on a white t-shirt, which you could most definitely see through. You take a seat at your station, anxiously pulling out a cigarette and lighting it as you await the dancers exits. Slowly but surely everybody leaves, and one after the other, you say your goodbyes as they exit the dressing room. To your surprise, nobody really questioned why you were staying; either they were blissfully ignorant or Nami opened her big mouth (you knew it was the latter).

You grin as the last girl exits, running over to lock the door behind her. At this hour, mostly everybody had gone home, aside from some bartenders and managers, but to your delight, they never dared to come back into the dressing room. You approach the back door, grinning as you push it open softly. And there he stands, back to you, smoke twirling around his frame. You cross your arms, leaning against the heavy door. “Did you enjoy the show?”

He snaps his head around in surprise, noticeably eyeing you up and down with a blush still littered across his face. “Yeah,” he sheepishly smiles, “it was fantastic.” You grab one of his hands, "Why don't you come in?” He follows you, taking a seat in your chair, not bothering to take in his surroundings. His eyes stay trained on you, wide and almost in surprise, as you come to straddle his lap.

“i’m glad you liked it, Sanji." You purr out his name as one arm wraps around the back of his neck, the other reaching for his still-lit cigarette. His eyes follow your movements as you lift the stick to your mouth and inhale, blowing the smoke into his face before placing it back in between his lips. You can feel that he’s still aroused underneath you. his erection poking your inner thigh as his shaky hands ghost over your waist. You flip your hair over your shoulder, "What would you say was your favorite part?” You bring your lips to his neck, inhaling his cologne, before pressing soft kisses and licks along his skin.

He twitches underneath you. “Y-you,” he stutters out, “you were so amazing, so beautiful.” You hum in approval, the vibration of it causing him to let out a soft groan. “So sensitive,” you giggle before lifting your head to look back into his now half-lidded eyes. “You were my favorite part too,” you say, tapping his nose. “I’ve never brought up an audience member before,” you grin at him, to which he reciprocates. “Well, I’m honored to be the first madam,” he beams.

“You wanna have some fun,” you say, gripping his tie and pulling his face close to yours. You love this; being in full control. He looks so helpless underneath you as he nods his head frantically, eyeing your lips. You waste no further time, wrapping your hand in his tie and pulling his lips into yours.

You hum into the feeling of your lips melting together, and his hands plant themselves on your waist. You immediately open your mouth, allowing him to push his tongue past your lips, to which he moans. You stay like that for a moment, and the sounds of your lips smacking echo throughout the dressing room as you rock into each other's clothed sexes.

You break the kiss all too suddenly, leaving him panting and whimpering for more. You unwrap your arms from him, standing over him. “Get on your knees,” you command, to which he immediately obliges, dropping to his knees in front of you. He stares up at you desperately, a pure look of desire painted on his flushed face. You lift your leg up, sticking your heel into his chest and pushing him onto his back. He doesn’t resist, his body falling back onto the carpet with a thud. His hands fall to their sides, not bothering to brace his fall. Your heel comes into contact with his thigh, sliding it up to press on his cock. “You like that?” you question, digging in a bit harder, but not hard enough to cause any real pain. He nods erratically, his hands balling into fists as his hips twinge up into your touch. “Oh my god, yes,” he groans, his teeth clenching together as he fights the urge to cum right then and there.

Once you’re satisfied, you lift your foot off of him, and he whines at the loss of contact. You position yourself over his face. Before you can act further, Sanji’s hoarse voice comes from underneath you. “Let me taste you, please,” he begs, his hands coming to grip your ankles. You giggle before bending down, hovering over his face. “Go ahead, pretty boy.” You plant yourself directly on his face, not bothering to give him room to breathe. And to your delight, he doesn’t mind, bringing his large hands to grip your ass and breathe in your scent. His breath trembles as he exhales, his cock twitching in his pants, precum soaking the front of his pants.

He nips and licks the insides of your thighs as your chest heaves above him. You clench around nothing when he presses kisses on your cunt through your soaked panties. He whimpers from your taste, the corners of your lips twinging upwards in delight. You grip his hair, tugging his face further into your cunt. "Look at me." His pretty blue eyes stare up at you as he continues to please you. The sight of him trapped beneath you is delightful. He looks so pathetic like this, face buried in your clothed sex, drunk on your scent, hips rutting up into nothing just the way you had planned.

You reach down and pull your panties to the side, giving him full access to what he desires. He hums into your cunt, his lips wrapping around your clit and sucking softly. You grind your hips into his face, sighing at the feeling of his hot, warm mouth on your most sensitive area. “Just like that baby,” you egg him on, his tongue now swirling around you in sloppy circles. Your eyes are screwed shut in bliss, and your focus is now on the way he expertly uses his tongue. You grasp his shirt, your knuckles turning white as you feverishly get off on his face. He holds onto you for dear life, his fingertips digging into the soft flesh of your thighs.

The feeling of orgasm creeps up on you quickly as he sets a steady pace, allowing you to do as you please while he lies helpless underneath you. “I’m close,” you whine, your body trembling and your legs turning to jelly. He quickly removes a hand from your thigh, bringing a finger towards your entrance and inserting, it into your greedy hole. “Oh shit,” you clench your jaw, his finger finding your g spot almost immediately as he twists his finger in and out of you. Black specks fill your vision, your core tenses as the most powerful orgasm of your life washes over your body. your mouth parts in utter bliss, your eyes rolling back all while spitting out chains of curses. You rest for a moment, Sanji’s movements coming to a halt as you mentally regroup.

“Was that good?” He questions you eagerly, licking your juices off his lips with a goofy smile. You lean down to kiss his forehead. “You did very well,” you praise, beginning to unbutton his shirt. You kiss each inch of skin to be revealed, leaving love bites along his defined chest. You look up to him as you lick over one of his nipples, bringing the other between your fingertips. He throws his head back as you suck harshly on his chest, his legs shaking in pleasure.

“Fuck me,” he cries above you, his hands reaching to grip your shoulders. You take his nipple between your teeth, softly biting the sensitive flesh before releasing it. “hm? I didn’t hear you,” you tease, climbing up his body to take his face between one of your hands. “Fuck me,” he begs, his hair sticking to his forehead. You release your grip on his face, testing the waters further. “Say, please,” you command, slapping him straight across the face. He moans in pleasure at the connection, his head turning to the side as his hips twitch. “Please, love, please fuck me.”

You decide to give in; after all, he has been such a good boy for you. and you let him know, reaching down to undo his belt. You lick your lips as you tug his pants down his waist, surprised by the sight. “Oh my, look at the mess you made,” you coo, smirking at boxers absolutely soaked in cum. He covers his face in embarrassment, looking away. “I’m sorry.. I couldn’t help it.” You ignore his apology, tugging his boxers down. His cock is still as hard as ever, slapping his abdomen and leaving a wet spot slightly above his belly button.

“Ready?” you question, tugging your shirt over your head, tossing it behind you, settling over his length, but not yet giving him contact. “Mhm,” he hums, shaking his head and pushing your hair out of your face. You position yourself over his waist, grabbing his cock and guiding it inside of you. You groan simultaneously as you sink down, his cock filling you to the brim. “You’re so tight,” he croaks, his hands coming to cup your breasts to stabilize himself. You laugh, grinding your hips and throwing your head back in ecstasy. “You like that, pretty?” you question, setting a slow pace to begin. He takes a moment to answer, fighting back the whimpers to vocalize an answer. “Feels s’good.”

He attempts to raise his hips to meet yours, to which you lean forward, wrapping your smaller hand around his throat and forcing him to look you in the face. “Did you ask to do that?” You raise an eyebrow, squeezing lightly. He halts his movements and swallows, "No, ma’am.” You bring your lips to his ear, biting, causing goosebumps to spread across his skin. “Why don’t you ask nicely?” He quivers, “Please let me fuck you, my love, please!” You lean back, releasing your grip on his throat. “Good boy.” You finally let him take some sort of control as he gripped your ass. He plants his heels into the ground, lifting his hips to meet yours. You cry out as you plant your hands on his chest, your nails digging into his flesh, surely leaving marks.

He ruts into you at a harsh pace, desperation getting the best of him as he chases his orgasm. “Oh, Sanji,” you cry, his large cock hitting all of the right spots inside of you. “So beautiful,” he mutters, bringing a thumb to rub at your clit. You yell out at the feeling; your clit still sensitive from your orgasm. Sanji’s mouth is parted as he trains his gaze on where your bodies meet. The squelching of your mixed fluids echos around the room as you both near your highs. “Go ahead, Sanji, cum for me,” you encourage, holding his pretty face between your hands. His pace becomes erratic, his hips sputtering, before he deeply moans. His whole body trembles as he cuts inside of you. His seed paints your walls, causing you to come undone for the second time under his ministrations.

You collapse onto his chest, letting your arms fall limp as he wraps his larger ones around your frame. You pant into each other, reveling in the aftermath of your orgasms. He rubs circles into your back, relaxing you to the point where you almost forget your setting. “You’re perfect,” he says, pressing a soft kiss into your hair and holding you tight. You smile into his shoulder, sweaty, exhausted, yet utterly delighted.

tags: @kibblz-n-bitz @bby-deerling @stardustcrustaders @pileofmush @willowbelle @bokutosbiceps @anemptypuddingcup @yoonavii

love bia ૮ • ﻌ - ა

[hevanderson]

hi. take some glestern style descriptions. also i must preface by saying this is NOT historically accurate nor is it meant to be. this is based off of vibes alone. thumbs up

quinn: early on, she wears very modest outfits. high collars and skirts that go to the ankles. flat shoes. long sleeves and/or impractical lacy gloves. light colors, particularly blue and white. long hair, either all down or partially up and partially down. cross necklace is always on. classy, expensive looking jewelry, particularly bracelets. later, she wears pants that are clearly second-hand and in relatively poor condition, stolen. big, button up work shirts that are also not in the best shape. the buttons are never fully buttoned. her hair is now short, think her season 3 hair or s2 new york hair. no more cross necklace, and minimal jewelry, if any at all. more durable shoes meant for working. a belt with a holster to carry a gun. carries more practical gloves in the pocket of her pants. darker color schemes with a lot of neutrals. most of her clothes have some visible stress on them

santana: darker colors. a decent mix of tight and loose clothing– usually, her tops are tighter and her bottoms are looser. big fan of shorts and shorter skirts. moveability is a priority for her. likes necklaces, but doesnt own many. the ones she own are from her family and tend to somewhat clash with her outfits but she wears them anyway because she loves her family. ties her hair up when working, high ponytail, no bangs. when shes working with sue's gang, she layers up as best as she can and goes for all loose clothing so its easier to move and sneak around. her hair is tied into a low ponytail to keep it out of her face. at work and in everyday, she wears boots with a mild heel, but when shes on duty for sue she wears discreet flat shoes to avoid making sounds. for the same reason, she also doesnt wear jewelry while working with sue's gang

puck: dark colors. darker blue jeans that have been worn quite a bit. rips in the jeans. black cowboy boots are always on, and are rather simple with no designs in them. shaved head. off duty, he occasionally wears a cowboy hat. he wears button ups that are, of course, never fully (or at all) buttoned. the sleeves to these shirts are often rolled up to his forearms. tattoos on his arm, hand-done of course, random doodles he thinks make him look badass. always has a gun in his belt holster, conveniently placed right in front of his crotch. gross

tina: dark colors strike again, but her outfits have accents of blue. gloves, dyed black leather with the occasional lace. high collared shirts paired with intricate silver necklaces, usually adorned with blue gems. long, ruffled skirts. her outfits between working and day to day dont change much, although she sometimes will wear subtley striped black pants when working. always in heeled boots with looping stitched details in blue thread. her hair is plain back and usually down, but, occasionally when shes working at the saloon, she'll pull it into a low ponytail or braids. wears a black leather crossbody satchel. no guns on her but just in case she does carry around a small knife with a sheath

brittany: finally a break from dark colors. brittany primarily wears whites and lighter colors, particularly blues, pinks, and oranges. a wide collection of white shirts she's customized, either intentionally or unintentionally– grass stains, paint splatters, patterns stitched into her shirts. she keeps it loose. overalls enjoyer, usually wears a blue pair that have doodles and practice stitches all over them. she generally prefers pants and shorts, and usually wears light blue denim. if she does wear a skirt, it is flowy but not long, and must have some form of pattern on it (she likes florals the most). her hair is equally spent down as it is spent up; either, it is everywhere and flowing freely (usually when shes just out and about), but when working on her farm or performing she ties it up into a high ponytail, but leaves her bangs out (think her early s2 bangs). when shes working for sue, she borrows clothes from santana. she also ties her hair into a ponytail and pins it into a large, rather impractical, hat she wears. her gang clothes are dark, both to obscure her identity and to give her more security under darkness

mercedes: glamorous and colorful. the largest parts of her outfits are usually black or dark brown, but anything else is bursting with color. when performing, she wears darker high-low skirts with ruffles in purples, pinks, and reds depending on the costume. more corset-like tops that have ruffles lining the top and spilling over onto the off-the-shoulder sleeves. feathery headbands. gloves that stop at her wrists and are complimented by bejeweled bracelets. tights with some subtle patterns in them in a darker version of what her outfit's accent color is. tall boots that are just a little impractical to walk in. when shes off duty, she still wears skirts, and they range from stopping at her mid-thigh to coming down to her ankles. flat shoes that are comfortable to walk in. she wears the same bracelets, but loses her gloves and headband. her shirts have a similar construction to her performance ones, corest-y and off the shoulder, but when shes just lounging around or creating costumes she wears more relaxed tops– button ups and things like that. no matter what, though, she likes to have a lot of color. her hair, both on and off duty, is most similar to her s1 pilot hairstyle. no weapons, she tries to be a pacifist when she can

sam: light colors, but a bit less soft than brittany's color schemes. cool colors, blues and greens with some greys. his hair is similar to late s2. king of plaid button ups, and he wears them buttoned to the very top bc he takes his job as sheriff seriously. occasionally wears a grey cowboy hat that has his name stitched into the inside of it (courtesy of mercedes). his shirt is always tucked into his blue jeans, which have very faint grass stains and places that look like theyre on the verge of tearing. brown cowboy boots always. if he wants to class his outfit up, and he does abkut 50% of the time, he'll pair his shirt with a brown leather vest and, of course, a bolo tie. he also wears a belt with a medium sized round belt buckle. he has a holster on his belt but rarely has a gun in it because he honestly hates resorting to violence despite his job

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Rory Gilmore: The Original Downtown Girl

When people think of Gilmore Girls they typically think of the show's staples. Coffee and junk food, the autumnal aesthetics, an extensive repertoire of pop culture references and quotes that define the livelihoods of fans everywhere - these are the things that make Gilmore Girls Gilmore Girls.

Fashion is slowly traipsing behind its sisters in the elements that create this outstanding show. Suffice to say, the lookbooks of the Gilmore Girls are stunning and character defining in many ways. From the elegant and 'old money' looks of Emily Gilmore to the wild and eclectic collection of clothes accumulated by Lorelai. Throughout the show, the bookish high achiever and kind-hearted Rory has a style that differs from the generations of Gilmores before her, and it is arguable that she defined an entire aesthetic of clothing in our modern world: the Downtown Girl.

The two staples of Rory Gilmore's style are long sleeved henley tops and low rise flare jeans. She usually pairs the two together with a pair of converse, creating a comfortable and casual look. Rory also is often depicted wearing long sleeved, tight fitting turtlenecks, thick oversized jumpers, cardigans and tank tops, alongside a mini skirt. Over the top of her plain yet pretty outfits, she often wears a zip up hoodie, trench coat or (most commonly) a corduroy, fur lined jacket. Overall, Rory's style is the epitome of the Downtown Girl aesthetic - cosy and simplistic whilst still retaining a fashionable allure.

Her colour palette usually comprises reds, browns, blues and white - a dark and autumnal scheme that compliments her dark brown hair and make her blue eyes appear more prominent. However, these aren't the only colours Rory wears throughout the show, with pink, green and yellow all also making the occasional appearance in her lookbook.

Although most of her outfits contain solid, colour block pieces, Rory also can be seen frequently sporting floral or stripy tops alongside the occasional argyle jumper or plaid skirt. She doesn't usually mix and match these patterns, sticking to one per outfit which prevents her outfits from appearing jarring or too disjointed.

In terms of nightwear, throughout the show, Rory is shown to wear patterned button down pyjamas in a whole assortment of colours from beige to magenta. The unusual patterns that appear on Rory's pyjamas vary. They typically are of some kind of food (ranging from ice cream to donuts to pie) but a few are instead of other patterns, such as comic strips or snowflakes. Her eclectic pyjama collection displays Rory's personality perfectly, and further emphasises her similarities to her mother Lorelai and the often childish nature of their relationship.

Rory Gilmore will forever remain the original Downtown Girl, her outfits helping to formulate the style of a whole generation of Gilmore Girls addicts everywhere. Despite the fact that Rory (arguably) had a downfall in terms of her personality following season 3, it's safe to say that her outfits never fail to impress and will be admired for years to come.

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#i finally realized why this piece felt so weird to draw and it's bc he's outside the lab/shatterdome like sir what are you doing here

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

[Image ID: A digital drawing of Martin Blackwood reclining in a nice outfit. Martin is a fat Black non-op trans man with square glasses, a goatee, and coily black hair braided back along his scalp and fluffing out at the back behind a bandanna. He is wearing a black bralette underneath a long-sleeved sheer top, patterned with shooting stars, crescent moons, and clouds, and he is also wearing denim short shorts patterned with stars and planets overtop fishnets. For accessories, he has a star earring, and an ace ring. He is smiling smugly towards the viewer. End ID.]

i need everyone to be aware of this hot martin i drew right now immediately

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[ID: A digital drawing of Jon aiding Martin in recovering from top surgery. Jon is a thin Persian person with long curly greying hair, a short beard, and various scars, and Martin is a fat Black man with his hair in a bonnet, square glasses, a small goatee, and lots of body hair. Jon wears a spaghetti strap pink dress over a long-sleeved white shirt, and Martin is just wearing boxers. Martin’s chest is wrapped in bandages that are accompanied with drains, and he is sitting up slightly on a bed, accepting a glass of water from Jon. A blanket is draped over his feet, and behind him are various pillows, including one patterned with stylized cats, and one patterned with highland cow faces. Martin is smiling fondly at Jon and saying “Jon…” as Jon looks back at him with wide eyes, and infodumps about the top surgery recovery process to him. The background of the image is a light pink. The artist’s signature, mossy-rainfrog, is visible at the bottom of the piece. End ID.]

Here’s my gift for the @seasons-in-the-archives secret snowflake gift exchange!! For the lovely @qpenguin98 !!! You said you liked jonmartin hurt/comfort, and also trans stuff, so I thought a good ol top surgery recovery might be fun :D I really hope you like it uwu!!!!

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[ID: A digital drawing of Jon rescuing Martin from The Lonely in MAG 159. Jon is a thin Persian person with long, greying hair, various scars, and stubble, and he is wearing a loose blue sweater over a darker turtleneck. Martin is a fat Black man with short coily hair that is dissolving into fog, glasses, and stubble, and he is wearing a purple button down. The two are touching foreheads and their hands are interlocking fingers in the foreground. Jon is pulling Martin closer by the back of the neck and smiling tearily in relief. Around them swirls bits of fog with various dialogue between the pair of them. In the corner of the image is a picture of a frowning slug from Star Wars, captioned “live slug reaction” in all caps. End ID.]

genuinely cannot believe the first MAG 159 art I’m posting is for this fuckign meme but in my defense college has me on my last legs of sanity so :)

slug-less version under the cut for my partner specifically bc i Know they hate this (affectionate) 🥰🥰

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[vicshush]

[ID: Art of Sophie and Howl from Howl's Moving Castle. Sophie is a pale, freckle-faced, gingery blonde and Howl is a warmer skin-toned platinum blonde. Sophie's hair is up in a loose bun with a braid and wavy tendrils falling around her face. She is wearing a light olive gown with a dark sheer partial overdress that trails from the bodice and elaborate but short open-shoulder sleeves in the same material. She is holding a closed gold-colored fan and is wearing small gold earrings and a gold necklace with a starburst diamond pendant. Sophie sits (body three-quarters turned toward the viewer, head in profile) on a couch or chair with her hands stacked in her lap, the fan dangling from them. She is leaning slightly forward with her face tipped toward Howl, her eyebrow raised, eye half-lidded and a smile tucked into the corners of her lips as she speaks. Howl has one hand braced on an adjacent wall and is bent over Sophie, head close to hers, his other hand on his hip and his right ankle crossed over his left. He is wearing a white suit with gold buttons at the cuffs, a white shirt, a gold-lined black jabot (?), a black and gold pocket square, at least one long turquoise and gold earring, slim gold bracelets, and black shoes. The long-tailed jacket of his suit has an interior lining that is gold-on-black lines and dots arranged in a grid pattern. The lining can be seen on the jacket tails as well as where Howl's jacket hangs open as he leans down. His at least chin-length hair is tucked behind his visible ear, but a wavy hank hangs by his face, which is turned down toward Sophie's. We can't see his face as well as hers, but there is also a hint of a smile. The two characters have all the color in the illustration -- the background is done in cream and black, giving the impression of a fancy manor house from the plush cushions behind Sophie to the candle-scone-bracketed mirror with a thick, round, ornate frame and lightly sketched damask wallpaper. There are additional touches of the world/country Howell Jenkins and Benjamin Sullivan come from (Wales) in the decor, as well -- a pennant that reads "Oxford" and a framed ABBA poster hang on the wall behind Howl. /end ID]

Benjamin Sullivan, the honorable and somewhat mysterious court magician was married last Saturday to Lettie Hatter, formerly of Market Chipping. The other court magician was also there, presumably as a guest of the matron of honor, Sophie Pendragon nee Hatter, the bride's sister. They seemed wrapped up in some sort of disagreement for most of the ceremony though.

[vulpiximisa]

Rating Dream Festival performance outfits (4)

(The ones mentioned here I think were used for the lives but I can’t be sure. But also I just wanted to talk about them.)

Scenario (Live A Rival) (R ep2)

I was rewatching episode 2 and 3 of R and I actually caught that they had played the last part of Scenario (the song Yuto was singing in the classroom when Keigo found him in ep7) and well, since the outfits were something different, I’m going to count it in the ranking.

I like them! Kurofune has a lot of good outfits, or maybe since it’s just the two of them, they don’t need much. But they somehow do vary from each other anyway. I like that Keigo’s outfits are long/classy while Yuto’s are sharper/casual. I can’t say that I would have thought this was a matching set if I saw them separately, but whatever.

8/10

AGF 2016 (Super Nova)

Very parade/circus theme? But I don’t think it’s too bad. (It’s because their outfits are varied isn’t it.) Maybe I could do without the stripe pants but they’re just as offensive as ResPo’s checker patterns. (Undesired but I will live)

I think they did Junya justice finally. I feel like he should match Kanade’s casual (open shirt, shorter sleeves) while Shin can get the closed shirt and long sleeves. (I’m always fond of Shin’s princely outfits.) Itsuki doesn’t look awful and I never have complaints about Chizu. Kurofune versions are fine too and everyone’s bottoms are all different!

8.9/10

Fan Meeting 05 (Dream Meeting)

I like these a lot! I guess the black and gold makes everyone look cool (*shakes fist at Kurofune*) but I also like the style. The variation is very subtle, just the button patterns on the front/chest, but I like the base outfits themselves and the gloves, so it’s a pass.

9/10

All For Tomorrow (Million Yell)

I LOVEEE THESE OUTFITS!!! These are everything I look for in a group meant to be a group. (Also Sayaka Ono art makes it *mwah* 😘 for me, this pic is my Home Screen so I can stare at them) DearDream’s base is white and gold while Kurofune’s is black and gold (as per usual). I didn’t hate the pastel rainbow blocks in Candy Block series that is DFes’s iconic look, but you know I would prefer a basic color as a base over patterns.

Everyone’s outfits are styled differently if you look hard enough but at a glance, you can tell they are a team. (Points up for making Kanade&Shin and Junya&Itsuki match. 🤫)

The outfits must be a nightmare for cosplayers for being so asymmetrical, but I’m just here to look, not to make. I think Chizu’s side thing is a little (?) in design choice but whatever. Keigo and Yuto looking cool and suave in their own way but still match DD.

200000/10

[sonderwrit]

cute dresses i fell in love with & bought online (that more or less matched the pictures)

the flowers + ribbons are actually hairclipped/safety pinned so you can put them wherever, there were a bunch of taobao sellers so i picked the cheapest one on a whim and it was still good! yay for $10 dresses amirite. fabric is like underskirt with some sort of gauze/chiffony fabric, light and breezy and perf for summer

this one is reallllly thick and good for fall/winter; the brooch on the chest is also safety-pin and slightly different from the pic (mine was more of a dusty purple than blue). did not come with hat/bag but did include coat, which is actually less form-fitting than the pics and sort of just fans out in a triangle shape. love the latticework collar it's very cute and ofc very warm. soft too!!

love love looooove the green on this dress (it really is that vibrant!!) and the high waist + slightly puff sleeves + round collar are all wonderful too, but the pics are slightly deceptive because it's not a LONG dress, it literally sits like mid-way up your shins (at least for me a 168cm tall girl) and yeah if you have a tummy you need to suck in or the bump will show lololol. but it's light and floaty, doesn't wrinkle (thank goodness) and i pair it with cute brown ankle boots + this long jacket below to offset the length (it's not perfect, dress is slightly longer than jacket would be better if it was the other way around) the collar adds that perfect touch of chic tho hehe

i have the one in dark green but i added the orange pic so you can see how it drapes with the buttons unbuttoned; silhouettes are so important if you wanna look cute in outfits u get me?? this set is from princess min they are quite good for tallish girlies and the sizes ok too! tho idk about chest size everything is asian-sized u know and my shorter co-worker with a bigger chest had issues fitting into everything

nebbia is one of my fav brands on yesstyle; sometimes their dresses are crap design but sometimes they make really unique and cute fits like this one is dual-layered and super airy and the shade of green for the ribbon is this lovely like pale dusty green ahh (the pics are pretty true to life for the actual dress for me here). and yes you can tie it in front (hanfu style in the pics) or behind in a crisscross! only thing is you need a nice waist to really accentuate the lines and shapes of this dress or else you look like a balloon, i need to lose more weight to bring out its potential. also sleeves are amazing and has the cutest embroidered bow + leaf designs, definitely wear nude strapless bra with this u don't want ugly straps showing to break the look!!

p.s. because the dress is sort of this off-white yellowish hue it contrasts well with white pearls, i like to wear a longer pearl necklace + a shorter one that's sort of chokered for the layered look to fill up the empty neckline it's very pretty hehe

this is also one of my favs tho the quality isn't as good; like the embroidery is on point and every time i wear it i get comments on that (because wow you don't see needlework on modern fashion a lot these days) but i think the hems tend to fray? and the bunch of fabric around the waist is kinda funky looking (but you can fix that with a nice like thick belt) and the collar is kinda weird too BUT overall what sells it is the translucent embroidered skirt over the opaque underskirt so people are waaay too distracted by the pretty patterns to really stare at details. i'd classify this as a good casual + garden party dress but don't wear it to anything too fancy cause it won't hold up there lolol. the dark green details are my favorite and really make the dress pop or else it'd just look kinda beige and sleepy hehe. also it's hotter than it looks so it's better for spring days, not middle of summer and the zipper is on the right side so if your waistline pops you'll have trouble getting it up!! but that means the back is untouched and it's super pretty that way!!

as an added note shoes are v. important to complete these dresses but im not a girl who likes to own a bazillion pairs of them so i get like nude/gold-toned heels and this one pair of sandals that's all flowers (in light brown/gold/yellow hues) to call it a day; my skin complexion works better with gold tones and stuff so it's easy to just work off a pre-existing palette rather than custom fit shoes to each outfit (i don't have that much room in my closet anyways)

[lamaery]

The second theme of cosmere fashion week is Masquerade. I decided to go for costumes that are reminiscent of what the spren/human companions usually are wearing with a bit of a high fashion tweak... and lots of masks... fancy masks. Also I think these three are the pairs where I actually have designs for both of humans and spren in shadesmar form (maybe apart from Design and her talkative radiant). Again another lesson in if you’re not entirely convinced by your painting just slap a lot of effects on :D Image description (by @cosmereplay and myself) below the cut:

[ID: Three Images showing Kaladin, Syl, Shallan, Pattern, Adolin and Maya in costumes inspired by each other. Image one is Kaladin and Syl, sitting on two overlarge steps. Kal is sitting on the bottom step, leaning back against the top step with his hand in the air, making a pinching motion with his index finger and thumb, palm up. His head his hunched forward slightly, his face pointed slightly downwards but his eyes looking up at the viewer. He wears a blue masquerade mask which covers the area around his eyes, though his forehead brands are still visible. His hair is black, wavy, and medium length, tickling the back of his neck and brushing his cheekbones. He wears an incredible suit. It's a sky blue, slightly reflective pantsuit. The trousers are notched slightly at the ankle. The suit jacket has only two buttons at the waist, and otherwise hangs open, revealing a shaved chest. The sleeves go to the elbow, and cascading out from inside are tulle-like, flowing sleeves in various shades of blue. More tulle emerges from under the bottom of the suit jacket, too, flowing like vapour, but still clearly fabric. It's magical. Syl wears a uniform. She has a white blouse with a small tight collar around the neck, and the sleeves are rolled up to the elbow. Over that she wears a blue vest with a strong black and grey collar that criss crosses over her chest and presumably ties at the waist. She wears grey trousers and tight black knee high boots. She's thrown her uniform jacket over her shoulder with a confident smile. Her hair is up in a bun with her bangs loose and curly, bouncing on her temples. She wears a masquerade mask that covers the area around her eyes plus her forehead. The mask is the colour and texture of Kaladin's skin, and it has Kaladin's brands on the forehead. She is sitting on the top step, leaning casually with her hand behind Kaladin. Image two is Shallan and Pattern sitting in front of a magenta background. Shallan is sitting on the ground, leaning to one side with a cocked and confident shoulder. She wears a black dress and her hair is pulled back tightly. Centred where her hair is parted is essentially a Cryptic, which covers an area above her head and down to her nose in a black pattern that evokes both language and lace. Her blue eyes shine out from between convenient spaces in the pattern. Her dress is evocative of a cryptic. The skirt of the dress is long and flowing and almost velvety in the way it absorbs light, and she wears gloves that reach her upper arms. Incidentally her deltoids and her lips and jaw are the only parts of her that are uncovered and I'm all about that delt life, you know me Lamaery. The bust of the dress is a phenomenon - black, reflective plastic shapes fit together to make an almost gem-like pattern around her waist. Because the top part of the dress is hard, it is able to extend upwards past her shoulders, kind of like someone punched two holes in a plastic cup and she stuck her arms through, but only in the shape sense. Every bit of this is striking and elegant Shallan holds a closed fan on her lap and she purses her lips because she knows exactly how amazing she looks. Pattern is standing behind Shallan. He wears a light blue havah with a thick gold edging that criss crosses his chest, and frames his shoulders and the end of his safehand sleeve, which is extremely long and exaggerated, hanging down almost to the ground as he reaches out behind Shallan, using his light coloured clothing to contrast Shallan's pure black costume. His face is a pattern, exactly like the one Shallan is wearing in front of her face. He is holding a clear glass mask on a long glass stem. The mask is a theatre style, with a straight line across the forehead and down all the way to the chin. It has a neutral expression.

Image three is showing Adolin and Maya.  Adolin wears a loose grey green sweater with a green and golden striped vest and a ripped dark green jeans. He is barefoot. His faces is masked by a golden, crumpled cloth strip with holes for his eyes. Maya wears a blue uniform coat with the chest part with a double row of buttons being very cropped the sides and back of the coat glaring down to knee length. It has a dark blue high collar and silver ornamentation with silver cords falling from the shoulder. Underneath the front is a slim light violet vest with an asymmetrical cut on the bottom. She wears light blue pants and dark knee high Boots. Theee quarters of her face are covered by a golden smiling mask rimmed with golden and black feathers on top. The right upper side of her face, showing some forehead and the scratches where her right eye was are revealed. Adolin‘s left hand is propped on top the hilt of the sabre, it’s top standing on the floor. Maya’s right hand lies on top of Adolin‘s.]

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𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄. + 𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐇 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍

masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. Y/n and Joseph becoming more up close in personal with the media, the actress even caught in London spending time with each other.

pairing. joseph quinn x reader

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genre and warnings. actor!reader, black coded, pure fluff, established relationship, paparazzi, social media au, pet names (lovely, honey), hawaiian pizza. | — I forgot to write the comments for this one. series masterlist.

Y/n cozies up to boyfriend Joseph Quinn while visiting him in London.

The Stranger Things costars are still going strong as Y/n was spotted visiting London to spend some quality time with her boo thang.

The pictures spread all over social media after they were spotted out and about in London, always managing to keep their fans fluttering with their stunning (and overall just freaking adorable) matching sets, interview moments, and even paparazzi pictures. 

Fans were left drooling as Y/n styled her signature auburn brown hair in a low ponytail to the back, letting a few strands fall close to her face.

The actress showed off her style while wearing a neon green and black graphic crop top with the iconic singer Aaliyah printed on the front and black leather low rise pants.

For jewelry, the actress accessorized with a layered golden chain made up of several golden rings.

A pair of green and black Nikes with mismatched shoelaces completed her outfit.

Her even more iconic makeup was familiar as she opted for her usual two-toned lined lip look paired with a shimmering gloss, sharp dark eyeliner, brushed natural looking eyebrows, and just the right amount of highlighter.

In an interview with Vogue, Quinn previously spoke about his relationship with Y/n and his strong desire to keep their personal life away from the media during an interview: "As much as we really love our fans and the support that they show us, sometimes the attention can get a bit unhealthy. The last thing anyone would want would be their relationship involving just them being constantly broadcast to the world."

The Stranger Things actor continued. “This isn't my story. It's our story. And we'll talk about what it is when we're ready to talk about it together.”

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JOSEPH QUINN AND Y/N L/N FEATURE ON AGREE TO DISAGREE

Ahead of the highly anticipated season four for Netflix’s Grammy nominated: Stranger Things release, LADbible pitted Joseph Quinn and Y/n L/n against each other for a special episode of its original format ‘Agree to Disagree’. 

In the episode, the duo argue over some of the internet’s biggest debates, discussing how Joseph is the fans favorite new character. Produced by LADstudios, the episode has been a huge hit on LADbible channels, totalling over 7.3 million views across its YouTube, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and Snapchat, and still climbing. The episode has also been picked up by multiple global news outlets including GRM, Metro, The Independent and many more. 

The episode can be watched in full on LADbible TV’s award-winning YouTube channel, recently named Best Original Web Channel at The Broadcast Digital Awards.

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The title intro of the show plays out with Y/n and Joseph captured in a freeze frame as the couple both give off different vibes.

The white man was dressed in his usual business casual fit, but this time in a printed button down with the same pattern as Y/n's top and dark trousers paired with a golden belt buckle.

 Like always, Y/n’s outfit was the first thing that drew in the viewer's attention. This time her hair was styled in auburn brown box braids pulled into two buns, one on each side of her head as some braids left out in the back swung over her shoulder.

She wore an Ashley Banks-inspired outfit that accentuated all of her curves.

The low-cut long-sleeve top showed just a modest amount of cleavage, enough for the draping layer of golden necklaces to slot themselves between the curves of her breasts.

Tucked above her shirt were the printed bell bottom pants paired with thick black platform heels.

The set was in a lounge room of some fancy hotel. A single table sat in front of the camera’s setup, "knowing you, you're probably gonna agree with everything I do." Y/n chortled from her spot, sitting with her back against the chair legs spread wide, man spreading comfortably.

Joseph scratched his face in protest. "Well... okay, hun, I'd like to think that's a good thing though, is it not?" He could not help but to smile, giving into defeat that he was in fact very smitten with the woman across from him.

Pineapple on pizza is delicious. 

The couple moved practically in sync, moving their glass cup full of water across the table to the strongly agreed side, Y/n smiling at Joseph at the agreement.

"On our first date, she made me try Hawaiian pizza for the first time, so I think my answer is very biased." Joseph chided, sitting up against the chair, "Just get a pretty lady to feed you any type of pizza and I promise you’ll like it."

"Well hold on, I didn't force you to eat it, you just ordered the same thing as me." She recalled pointing her finger in his general direction.

"Yeah, but that was because I wanted to, like, have the same things in common as you." Joseph curled his shoulders up as he chuckled, almost blushing from the memory of when he had developed his crush on you.

American football is better than soccer. 

Y/n’s eyes scanned that table, but she tapped the back of her hand against the glass to the disagree side, Joseph making a show of him setting down the cup to strongly disagree with some water spilling from the rim.

 "I don’t really care for either, but watching soccer is just so much more fun than watching football for me." She explained to the camera. Joseph was patient in letting her speak with a contented smile placed on his lips (he could already see the simp memes on twitter now).

"I like both. I just don't get why it's called football. You’re not even allowed to use your feet." Joseph explained with his hands like it was the most serious question ever.

"Wait, but don’t they use their feet for the…kicky thing?" Her tone softened as Y/n squinted, genuineness riddling her features before Joseph could bow his head and snicker at her choice of wording.

"Do you mean the kickoff, lovely?" he inquired, exhaling.

"Alright, you knew what the hell I meant." Y/n waved off as even the crew laughed at the exchange.

American food is better than British food.

Joseph grimaced, not even waiting for the countdown before sliding his cup over to strongly disagree. Y/n hummed loudly before sliding her cup to agree.

"I don’t because y’all could have really good food, but name it the most rancid thing ever to make me think that it's bad." She continued to explain as Joseph belted out a laugh, his head tipping back. "Like who the hell wakes up one day and goes, you know what, I want some of that spotted dick?"

"Yeah, I suppose that could be the turning point for a lot of people."

London is the best city in the world. 

It was like a stare down between the couple, with Joseph not holding back his teasing smirk as he held eye contact while placing the cup to strongly agree.

"London is very beautiful, don’t get me wrong," Y/n started, enticing a playful gasp from Joseph. "But it’s definitely not at the top for me."

"You’d think since I'd paid for her plane ticket here so many times, she’d love it a bit more."

Eddie Munson is the best new character in season four.

"Well, that would be a bit mean if I answered—oh okay," Joseph pitched as Y/n was quick to slide her cup over to disagree, the couple doubling down in laughter at both of their sudden reactions.

"Look, I love you, but since day one I've been a die-hard Argyle fan." It was true, the actress was the first one to welcome Eduardo from the main cast with open arms.

The duo and their characters became iconic even from the two scenes they were in together towards the end of the season. Y/n and Eduardo just hit it off as friends before anyone else from the newer cast.

"Eduardo fan girl over here." Joseph pointed out

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Premise: How do you confess to your priest that you're lusting after him? Little do you know all what's going on on the other side of that confessional booth.

TW: Non-con, voyeuresque?, Virgin reader, sacrilege, corruption kink

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You settled onto the bench of the confessional, smoothing over your white dress that was already devoid of wrinkles. The walnut walls felt so close around you as you heard the panel between you and your priest open. Sliding your panel open, you could see faint light from the otherside that displayed the intricate wood lace-like pattern that separated you from what was supposed to be God himself. It felt hot. You were sweating and fanning yourself with the pamphlet containing the readings and hymns for today. “Relax my child.” That deep voice penetrated your ears in a way that reminded you exactly why you were here in the first place. Your mind drifted to the tattoos that lined his jaw, how it accentuated it so well. “May God, who has enlightened every heart, help you to know your sins and trust in his mercy.”

“Amen.” You spoke quietly while pressing your index finger to your forehead, the middle of your chest, and then to each of your shoulders.  “Forgive me Father, I have sinned. It has been over four months since my last confession.” 

“Why so long my child…? Since before I took over this congregation.” He finished with a murmur, speaking more to himself than to you. 

“I’ve been nervous…” You answered, stopping the biting of your nails. After realizing what you were doing. You balled your hands into fists, trying to push the thoughts of how tight his black button up looked over his muscles from your mind. 

“There’s no need to be nervous my child. I am but a vessel for God’s will. I do not make the judgements, only God may do that.” He spoke, his voice sounding a little closer to the division between you both. “Confess your sins.” He dragged out the last word, his voice smooth and deep, almost like he was dragging your sins out of you.

“I have been having impure thoughts.” You squeaked as you squeezed the white lace of your dress in your hands to try to stop them from shaking. 

“You’re a beautiful young woman.” He spoke, his words feeling almost like a caress. “It is normal to have these impure thoughts my child. Why don’t you tell me more about them?” 

“M-more?” You stuttered, not having had that question asked before. 

“I need to know the severity of these thoughts in order to appropriately assign you your penance.” He explained calmly, though you heard some fabric ruffling. 

“I-I… I don’t kn-now if I-I can…” You hesitated, feeling cold sweats come down your forehead. 

“Relax my child, remember I am but a vessel for God himself.” He whispered with his voice so smooth. 

“They’re… They’re about you.” You confessed, feeling a weight lifted only for a moment, remembering that he still assigns you penance. 

“I see…” Silence fell for a moment, only the sound of something like an odd shuffle filled the space. “I will need you to go into more detail, my child.” 

“De-deta-tail…?” You uttered, your eyes bulging as you stared through the partition. 

“Yes, my child… For the penance.” He clarified as you tried your best to swallow. 

“N-n-n-no…” You shook your head. 

“It is alright…” You could almost hear the smile, the one that made your heart flutter whenever you would see it as he gave his sermons. “You are not the first one to confess that, my child. Please continue with detail.” He demanded in a way that sounded stern, but not enough to discourage you. 

“I-I think a-about your smile…” 

“Yes…” 

“How well your tattoos line your face…” 

“Mhm…” 

“Must I-” 

“Yes my child.” He sighed. 

“Your muscles…” You squeezed the wooden bench as you hunched forward while squeezing your legs together. “How the black button up looks like it might tear.” You heard him breathe in through gritted teeth. 

“Yes…” He hissed. “Continue.”

“Your forearms, when you wore the short sleeves, how I could see the other tattoos…” You squeezed your eyes shut, remembering how a vein or two would protrude as he shook other peoples hands. His hands… “I imagine your big hand on my cheek… Y-your thumb on my lip.” The heat on your cheeks was unbearable as you mustered up the courage to continue. 

“More my child.” He spoke quickly and heavy breaths, you could also hear the sound of something wet that you couldn’t quite figure out. 

“Ummm…” You clenched your jaw. “You, kissing me, your strong hand on the back of my head. Kissing me passionately with tongue… Another hand squeezing my hip.” You imagined it all in your head as you crossed your legs with the wet sounds getting more prominent. “Is… Is there a leak, Father?” 

“Yes.” He replied rapidly with a bated breath. “Continue.” You furrowed your brows and peeked up at the partition.

“Sometimes… I think about…” You bit your lip, cheeks blushing. “Makinglovetoyou.” You spoke all in one rapid breath to then hear a deep grunt. The sound of what could’ve been a tissue being pulled from a cardboard box made you furrow your brows again as you let go of your lip. 

“You have been quite the sinner my child… For penance I think it’s best we have some classes… Like a Sunday school of sorts.” Your eyes widened at his words. “We may talk after mass my darling.” Your heart skipped a beat at his new name for you, your mind out of sorts as you prayed the act of contrition. Stepping out of the confessional you smoothed over your dress and watched him readjusting his button up, tucking parts of it back in. You were deep in thought, trying to wonder why his shirt would have been loosened as he gripped onto your chin, leaning into your ear. “Wait for me.” 

Some note about the Catholic Religion to help appreciate just how fucked up Sukuna is.

- Sex before marriage is a sin

- Priests cannot be married (masturbating is a sin too)

In catholicism, technically everything is fine as long as God forgives your sins. Since everyone sins because nobody is perfect, the church invented one of the seven sacred sacraments called 'Reconciliation'. Reconciliation is the act of confessing your sins to 'God' (AKA the priest. The entire reason they do it in the confessional, is to add to the illusion that you're confessing to God and not the Priest themselves. This is why there's talk about him being a 'vessel for God')

- Congregation is the name of everyone who belongs to the church. Typically we call the Priest 'Father' because he's the leader and the one who helps enacts God's will and guides us yadda yadda. Since he is called the Father, and we are all God's children, it is not out of the ordinary for a Priest to call you 'my child'.

-So although if you confess your sins and ask for forgiveness, you can go to heaven... You still have to be punished to discourage you from doing the sin again. Typically the penance is like a few hail marys (standardized prayer) or something like that (idk I've only ever confessed sneaking candy)

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I spent far too long contemplating these

D.A.M.N. Boy Fashion

Damien

Dark academia. He sticks to cool earth tones with flashes of warm colors in statement pieces or accessories. Damien is incredibly fashion forward. His image, just like every other part of him, is carefully maintained. He stays on top of current trends while keeping a strong emphasis on mainstays and signature cuts to his wardrobe.

Damien cinches his waist higher than his natural one, mostly because he likes a slightly feminine silhouette. He only wears a more masculine cut when he’s around his family.

He keeps an eye on K-Pop and J-Pop music videos and concerts since they have a pretty good sway on western fashion these days. He picks trends to emulate very carefully, and usually picks accessories or silhouettes to add into his wardrobe.

Oversized tops are fine, but never pants. All of his pants are tailored to accentuate his ass and hips, flaring slightly around his calves and cinching again at the ankle to make a clean, flowing line. Shorts are always with a five inch inseam to show just enough thigh while still being comfortable to move in.

In the winter, he carries (but never wears, he runs too hot for them) waist length peacoats in blacks, browns, and grays, layered collared shirts and sweaters, and plaid, paisley, and argyle patterns. In the summer, he wears cuffed shorts, pristine white Vans, ironed t-shirts, and sweater vests with nothing underneath.

(As a note, he has Huxley’s letterman. He’s not huge on oversized clothes, but he wears it to all of Huxley’s games.)

Lasko

Light academia with a softboy twist. Lighter, warmer earth tones than Damien. Warm tans and browns that are accented by touches of pastel colors. Lasko has less of an idea of what he’s doing fashion wise, but he does his best. He’s not as good at messing with the color wheel as Damien, so his pops of color sometimes clash with his neutrals, but always in an endearing, almost unnoticeable way.

Baggy is the name of the game. If Lasko can disappear into his clothes, he will. Even his glasses are oversized.

In the winter, he layers to the gods. Light turtlenecks under colorful button ups, corduroy statement pants, and chunky, platform loafers. In the summer, he still wears long sleeves and pants, but chooses thinner fabric. Vertical stripes, soft patterns, and tasteful graphic tees. Light wash jeans only, never black, white, or acid. Chuck Taylor’s that have seen better days.

He carries a worn dark green jansport backpack and a weathered leather computer bag. He wears small, silver jewelry. The occasional delicate necklace over a turtle neck or his D.A.M.N. class ring with an inset amethyst that is fading every so gradually in the sun.

Huxley

Jock chic. He would wear athletic clothes constantly if he could, but Damien insists that he wear nice clothes at least some of the time.

The goals in all of Huxley’s clothes are comfort and functionality. He wants to be able to move and/or sleep in anything he gets put in. He mostly wears, funnily enough, earth tones. Warm, dark browns, tans, and varieties of greens and yellows.

Hux runs hot and his partner is a fire elemental, so he doesn’t have the need heavy winter clothes. Snug, comfortable t-shirts and hoodies, sweatpants, and loose fitting jeans with shoe strings as belts. A jean jacket if it’s cold enough. Hiking boots and ten year old, creased Air Jordan’s, a gym bag that’s become a catch all for anything he needs.

The summer is when Hux really gets to wear what he wants. Flat front and Bermuda shorts. Light linen button ups and tank tops. Vintage graphic tees and faded jerseys. When he’s forced into formal wear, he’s a huge fan of florals. He wouldn’t be caught dead in a blazer.

Gavin

Gavin’s style is the hardest to pin down to a single aesthetic. He borrows from a lot of subcultures, mostly because he doesn’t really get that there are dedicated subcultures that contain rich fashion histories. He sees something he likes and he wears it.

His fashion borrows a lot from glam rock, both the masculine and the feminine. Bright, bold colors on a monochrome background. Heavy patterns and shape wear that gives him interesting and androgynous silhouettes.

Gavin doesn’t have a care in the world for the temperature. He wears what he wants when he wants. Nothing is seasonal.

He wears indecently low cut bottom layers under distressed graphic tees and layered jackets. Heavily distressed, skin tight jeans or flared pants that fall just above the ground. Leather pants and animal print. V-necks that reach his mid chest. Button ups that are almost constantly left open. High neck, pussy bow blouses. Bolo ties and thin, sheer scarves ties so tight around his throat you can see his Adam’s apple jump when he swallows.

Thigh high boots and platform doc martins. Sheer shirts and fishnets. Flowy dresses cinched with a corset. Bralettes or nipple tassels that just peak from behind a loosely tied poet shirt. Religious items and iconography he doesn’t understand. A mother of pearl rosary. A cross on a delicate, golden chain.

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LOV Halloween Costumes + Reaction to a Haunted House

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Platonic!LOV x gn!Reader

Happy Hallowseve! It’s almost Halloween 🎃! I was gonna post this on Halloween but I’m going to a concert tomorrow so I’ll just post it today. I was inspired by a dream I had about going trick or treating with the league. Also, at the end of this post is a Google form for a tagliatelle if you would like to be a part of a tag list. Anyway, on with the headcanons!

Genre: Crackish lmao

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Costumes:

Shiggy:

Starting out with the great leader, Shiggy! Shiggy doesn’t usually dress up for Halloween, but this year you and Toga were not having it. With lots of fighting, Toga convinced Shiggy to wear a costume. And when I say convinced, I mean you and Toga kicked down Shiggys door and forced him into a costume.

Toga is in love with aesthetics. So obviously she forced Shiggy to wear her favorite aesthetic, cottage core!

She forced him into pink strawberry patterned overalls with one of those white, long sleeve shorts that are like floppy and old fashion looking, ya know? Also Toga forced him to put some of his hair in a manbun. Kinda like Aizawa (hawt).

He says he isn’t a “fan,” but you and Toga were content, so that’s all that matters. Don’t tell anyone, but he secretly likes it.

Kurogiri:

Obviously the mom of the league.

I like to think that Kurogiri has a slight sense of humor so I honestly believe that he just wore a pink apron around his waist that said, “World's Greatest Mom,” and I stand by that.

Bare minimum? Yes. But funny? Also yes.

Everyone in the League thought it was funny and went with it. Also, have you seen this man take care of Shiggy? That’s a full time mom right there.

Dabi:

I love Dabi. I really do. I simp for this man. Have you seen him? Sexiest bitch in the show. But I just know this man does the bare minimum. I know it, I feel it in my soul.

What does he wear? Just a mask. A ghostface mask (if you own a ghostface mask, I’m automatically a simp for you). That’s it.

He doesn’t like dressing up, but in the name of free candy? You bet your sweet ass he’ll throw something together for candy.

He looks hot. That’s all I have to say. Just his normal villain outfit with the mask. Chefs kiss. It’s obvious this man has my heart.

Spinner:

This dude is so underrated. I think he’s the coolest thing. He’s also giving me fan of The Office vibes.

For all my The Office fans: you know that one episode where Jim literally just wears his usual business attire but puts like three paper circles on his shirt so he’s like a piece of notebook paper? That’s Spinner.

Technically Spinner put effort into his outfit, so it wasn’t last minute.

Alternative: He just dresses up as Michael Scott.

Compress:

YOU CANNOT TELL ME THIS MAN DOES NOT GO ALL OUT ON HALLOWEEN! I JUST KNOW IT! HE’S OBVIOUSLY AN EX THEATER KID. IT’S LAW THAT HE GOES ALL OUT!

He’s been planning this for two months. He got his goddamn costume tailored.

He’s got the top hat (in navy blue), the waist vest (also in a really pretty navy blue), the shirt is a silk button up because this man is boujee, pants are navy blue as well, and cap to match. This man even got a magic wand to throw it together.

If I wasn’t a simp for Dabi I’d def be simping over Compress, he looks stunning.

Toga, Twice, Our dearest reader:

GROUP COSTUME!!

You all did onesies. Not just any onesie, you guys are obviously going as the Winnie the Pooh trio

Twice as piglet, You as Pooh Bear, and Toga as Tigger.

The cutest bunch!!

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Reacting to a Haunted House:

Halloween is the one day of the year when a girl can dress up like a total slut and no other girls can say anything else about it that the villains aren’t out causing havoc. Why? Because you and Toga (and Kurogiri) decided it would be a great team exercise to go to a haunted house.

Please refrain Toga from flirting with the scare actors. She will try to take their blood.

You guys are in the haunted house and it’s the most chaotic thing in existence.

Dabi and Compress are in the front of the line because they're the least scared out of everyone.

Every jump scare, Twice is screaming and protecting Toga and you at the same time. An occasional, “this isn’t that scary,” “oh my god I’m gonna piss myself,” comes from him.

Toga and you are giggling at Shiggy and Spinners manly battle cries when someone pops out at them.

You finally make it near the end when the final scare actor jumps out at Compress and Dabi. Dabi practically jumps into Compress’ arms (pre Overhaul taking Compress' arm). Compress shrieks like a girl and both of the two men are running out of the house. Everyone else loses it and follows after them.

Overall 10/10 bonding trip.

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Style Headcanons

So basically, I’m a big hater to the way the costume team worked on them. The whole “All Isle kids wear Leather” and “Auradon Kids always look like they’re on their first kid and on the way to the country club” thing drives me crazy. It sorta feels like they made costumes before giving them personalities (The leather on Carlos  and Evie feels like it clashes with their personalities. Lonnie’s dresses in the first movie doesn’t fit the personality we see, even though she didn’t have much of a personality until movie two. Audrey dressed like a thirty-four year old mother who just picked up her kid before going to the country club. Ben’s only good outfit was his swim trunks.) So here are some personal headcanons and pictures of what I imagine for them. (I started making them at 1am last night lol)

Villain Kids 

Evie

As someone raised to want to be a princess, she wants to dress like how she imagines a princess would.

She loves pastels and is no stranger to pairing pastel blue with a neutral red or bright white. 

The only pants she really wears are either athletic shorts or those little flowy elastic shorts, otherwise she’s all skirts.

She’s sorta a prep but not in the same way a character like Audrey would be. 

Evie has respect for most aesthetics, even though she doesn’t fully fit just one. However, she hates crocs and those little pastel shorts that white boys wear, she will announce it often.

Wouldn’t be caught dead in neon colors. 

owns a blue fur coat (it’s fake fur, obviously)

Carlos

Baby boy is a total softie

You know that one gay little sweater in movie one, that’s where they went right, more of that.

He’s into the soft boy aesthetic and only strays from it for formal wear

loves layering sweaters over button ups

Cuffed jeans, always because ya know, bisexual 

Owns a floral button up from Jay, normally he hates patterned button ups but it’s his favorite shirt. 

Loves striped sweaters, he owns about 6 variations of them in different colors (all include red, white, or black of course)

Jay 

In theory, Jay doesn’t really have one aesthetic, he’s willing to try on just about anything

Most of his clothing was bought by Evie or Carlos, especially his formal wear

The only clothes that Jay will buy for himself is athletic wear

He doesn’t really see the point of buy clothing that he can’t go straight to practice in. 

Still has the beanie,  but he owns one in just about every color to match it to his outfit.

Listen, we know Jay’s main color is yellow/gold, but why did we always see him with more red/blue in the movie? What type of snow white aesthetic were they trying to give him?

Jay owns a button up that he write on, he refuses to wear it actually buttoned though

Mal

She loves the grunge/alternative aesthetic, she thinks it makes her look more like she belongs to the Isle

She wouldn’t wear skirts until after she and Evie became friends, Evie bought her her first skirt (a purple plaid one) and she fell in love with it

Mal has a whole jewelry box of just chains, both necklaces and ones that attach to clothing 

Owns a pair of Demonia Swing-815 boots (black patent) and a pair of Demonia Camel-203 boots (holographic purple) 

100% owns one of those studded hot topic belts. 

Has a headband with little horns that symbolize her mother’s horns 

Instead of the leather half gloves from the movie, she has those little fishnet gloves and covers her hands in rings.

Uma

Her style is similar to Mal’s because if Mal is going to do something, Uma will do it better.

Uma only wore outfits that were super Fem and had skirts until Mal started doing it

Then it was Uma always wearing pants, because of her love for plaid skirts she owns a whole collection of plaid pants

the only jeans she owns are black or dark wash. 

Her first ever large purchase was a pair of Doc Marten 1460 Zip Tartan Lace up boots (they’re green, black, and blue plaid) 

She and Harry bought matching Doc Marten Jadon platforms (his are more shiny though)

Isn’t as into chains as Mal, more into chockers. 

Harry 

When the E-boy aesthetic came out, Harry was all over it 

Harry definitely has one of those chains with a little lock on it. 

I’d like to imagine he has baby gauges

the before mentioned platform doc martens, he definitely treats them like his baby

Even though Harry dresses like an e-boy,  he always has his pirate hat on

Definitely wears cloth masks as a fashion piece he actually would wear his in the pandemic though, unlike some people who wore them before but not for safety 

Harry is actually really good at graphic liner, he owns a gold, red, and white eyeliner to add color to the outfit if it’s mainly black

gold>silver 

Bought plaid pants because Uma did, he want’s to match with his captain

Gil 

As we know (maybe you don’t) it’s in the canon that Gil’s mother taught him to sew and he enjoys it. 

So Gil doesn't dress in one aesthetic or even close to being in one, he wants to try out everything, both making and wearing them.

He does stick to a monochrome color scheme though, mainly shades of brown with white or black thrown in. Sometimes he adds a little red or yellow though to “honor” Gaston

Most of his clothing is more comfortable than anything

Only owns three pairs of jeans, the rest are different types of pants (he loves corduroys) 

Owns a pants chain that harry bought him but he only really wears it when Harry and Uma are wearing one so he won’t feel left out on it. 

Dizzy 

Baby girl has seen the Isle steal the childhood innocence from people, she dresses in kidcore as a way to keep hers

Her outfits always has at least 4 different colors in it.

No stranger to neon colors, she has a pair of overalls that are neon rainbow and covered in gummy candy and she only wears them with a neon green tee, Evie and Carlos hate this outfits, Jay loves it because of the disappointment it brings to the two fashion fans 

Dizzy’s outfits in the movie were colorful obviously but they should have been just more over the top

She loves patterns and has no fear of pattern mixing

definitely owns some funky earrings, clay rings, and  statement necklaces

puts beads on her shoe laces, especially on her converse (they were white ones, she drew all over them) 

Auradon Kids 

Ben

Okay so Ben’s animated and movie outfits were bad, you can’t convince me of anything else

Why was Ben not dressed in the soft boy aesthetic? You’re trying to tell me that Belle’s son wouldn’t be a soft boy?

He has a jean jacket with his father’s beast symbol painted on the back

Absolutely loves graphic crewnecks, often layers them over collared shirts

He and Carlos go shopping together often in their free time

Lover of funky crew socks,  ones with paintings, patterns, logos, whatever. But his socks always match

After he and Mal started Dating, he bought a white jean jacket and let her paint it, he wears it all the time even though it didn’t match his original clothing, he bought more clothes in her color scheme to match it

He owns like 6 pairs of high top converse (light blue, yellow, white, navy, black, and Purple after getting the jacket back from Mal)

Chad

Listen, out of everyone he was the closest to how I imagined he should be, that being said, he had a little soft boy thing going on in some movies that I don’t think fit his personality

Polos and button ups are basically all he owns, but he does have some of those pastel simply southern esc graphic tees (Southern people probably know what I’m on about, all the guys who act like Chad at my school have like 5 of them each)

Owns 6 pairs of those horrid little southern boy pastel shorts in different shades of blue (plus 1 white pair)

Will not wear jeans, ever, the only pants he owns are khakis

All over the shirts that have logos embroidered into the shirt over the chest. 

Definitely gets asked if he’s on the way to golf/ the country club, the joke is that he is, he has to meet his father there after school

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Audrey 

Listen, I’m not an Audrey stan, but they did her so dirty in the first movie

She should have been the stereotypical mean girl outfit wise, I mean, mini skirts, all pastels

Owns a pink teddy coat, and a white one, she actually cares about if they get dirty though, takes good care of them

definitely has a collection of tennis skirts, pairs them with sweaters/crewnecks or blouses that have a slight puff to the sleeve

The type of girl to wear rufflely rompers on her birthday every year, pink, white, or baby blue obviously

loves those tiny shoulder bags

preppy and looks good in it. 

cropped polos and tube tops

Jane

This account is a Jane should have been cottage core/ fairy core fan page, her outfits were almost there, just not there, she’s literally a fairy but can’t use magic nor did they let her dress like one, I hate it here

Baby girl loves gingham and floral patterns, some of her dresses are a little more to her mother’s taste than hers (her mother bought them) but as long as it’s a pattern she likes she will wear it. 

Cardigans are her best friend, she owns one in multiple shades of pink and blue, plus a white one (all of her clothing fits a pastel pink/blue/white color scheme)

Babydoll dresses her a her favorite style of them (the one I put in the top right corner is what I imagine her birthday dress as) 

People try to mockingly ask if she’s on her way to a tea party/picnic (like they do with Chad and the country club) if the answer isn’t actually yes one of her friends still say yes, no one can be rude to her about it 

She owns a corset (Evie bought it for her, it made her nervous at first but she loves it) 

Owns kitten heels and flats mainly also two pairs of mary janes (in white and blue) 

has one of those little pearl purses that aren’t really useful but they’re cute 

Lonnie

Last but not least, our funky little lesbian (she is, Jay is just her emotional support queer man) Lonnie, she sticks to the teal, blue, and pink color scheme they gave her in movie one

She mainly wears sweats (or athletic clothing) otherwise it’s graphic tees tucked in (many of them are from the men’s section) 

Only wears sneakers, she has places to be but also collects them (also owns 1 pair of pink crocs, Evie tried to burn them)

Carlos and Ben talked her into wearing a collar shirt under a graphic tee once (they bought her a sleeveless button up which she hated at first) and now she does it anytime she wants to look like she put effort into her outfit. 

Wears a lot of necklaces and rings (she loves to layer necklaces, she thinks it makes her sweats look less boring) 

Uses a mini backpack instead of a purse, easier to carry more things.

Has two pairs of custom painted air forces. 

Hates wearing bracelets but always has to have a hair tie on her wrist so they don’t feel empty .