#once something is in my wardrobe it's not just a trend it's part of my style

[zagreusboon]

It's so weird that people take trends and make them their whole personality and switch out their entire wardrobe cause I always thought that trends are something to take a little bit from and incorporate them into one's own personal style

[ponderingmoonlight]

JJK men doing the bicep trend. Their s/o will tie a pink string on their bicep and once they flex it’ll break off!!!

Doing the ribbon around biceps trend with JJK men

Pairings: Gojo x fem!reader; Nanami x wife!reader; Toji x fem!reader; Sukuna x fem!reader

Word Count: 1,8k

Synopsis: Tying a ribbon around your boo's biceps and watching how they flex it off? Hell yeah.

Notes: not proofread, Sukuna's part is a little short because I wanted to get this out today, I'll have my knee surgery tomorrow so sorry for ignoring your comments and messages, I'll get back to you when life gets a little easier lol, totally love and appreciate your interactions, I hope you have fun with this!

Gojo Satoru

„Come here babe, I need to show ya something real quick.”

You can’t help but yawn, annoyance dripping from every pore. Oh, your boyfriend is definitely too fit for the fact that it’s still dark outside. What time is it? If he woke you over a strange video he saw on TikTok again…

“Can’t this wait like…4 hours longer?”, you try to resist his urgent wish, shielding your tired eyes from the harsh light of the lamp above.

“I might forget until then. Hey, do you have like a band or something lying around in the bathroom?”

A…band? Your eyes dart towards him, nothing but sheer excitement written on his face. What on earth is Satoru up to now?

“My pink dress has a satin band around the waist I guess”, you mutter.

Maybe this is all he wants. Yes, he just grabs the satin band and goes straight back to sleep-

“Thank you babe!”, he shouts over his shoulder while opening your wardrobe with so much enthusiasm that the door almost falls out of it.

You flinch, rubbing your temple in a desperate attempt to keep yourself together. You love your boyfriend with all your heart, appreciate this childish side of him more than anyone else. But not when you have an important mission tomorrow and had maybe 2 hours of sleep…

“This better be something important, Satoru”, you mumble through your fingers, a sigh escaping your lips.

“Okay babe, ready to see something really big?”

“I swear if you slap your d-“

“Look at me!”

His insisting tone forces you to remove your hand from your face. There he stands, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers paired with a tight black shirt.

And a pink ribbon wrapped around his biceps tightly.

“Now watch.”

With one flex of his veiny biceps, the ribbon opens itself, your pink satin band falling to the floor while he looks at you expectant.

“I have one question”, you begin, eyes still resting on his delicious arm.

“Go ahead babe.”

“How on earth did you tie that ribbon yourself?”

He opens his mouth, nothing but pure outrage written on his face.

“Is this really everything you’re thinking about!? I just gifted you my strong arm!”, he barks overdramatically at you.

“You’re the best present ever”, you purr at your fuming boyfriend, gently stroking his arm when he finally gets back into bed.

“But if you wake me over something like that ever again, I’ll murder you.”

Nanami Kento

“Why are you looking at me with those eyes, darling?”

You blush immediately, the day dream of that trend you saw earlier on your beloved husband not leaving your mind. Kento with a bow around his strong arm. Kento flexing his arm in front of you, causing the ribbon to open up.

…Just like your legs.

“You’re daydreaming again.”

You force yourself to look up at him only to find out that he’s already looking at you, soft eyes lightened by a spark of curiosity.

“It’s just…I saw that trend online and it kinda…reminded me of you…”, you mutter, embarrassment crawling up your veins.

You’re acting like a horny teenager over a man you call your husband for several years by now. Kento is the epitome of a gentleman, the most elegant male being walking on this earth. How stupid to even consider wrapping a ribbon around his biceps…

“Don’t be embarrassed, (y/n). Tell me what’s on your mind. What exactly is this trend about?”

He puts the paper he was reading aside and wraps his fingers gently around your chin, slowly but surely making you lose your mind. It should be forbidden for a single man to be this captivating. Should you…Just tell him? Your imagination runs wild, breath getting stuck in your throat by the simple thought of him actually doing this…

“Tying a ribbon around your biceps and opening it by tensing your arm”, you blurt out.

His eyes widen just the slightest. Oh no, does he think you’re weird, desperate, pathetic? You should really stop roaming around social media late at night-

“Why not trying it, then? Even though I don’t think I’m strong enough to untie a ribbon with my muscles.”

Wait…Did he really say yes? You blink over and over to make sure he’s not messing with you until he gets up and grabs a roll of ribbon from your cabinet before cutting off more than enough of the black band. Before you fully realize what just happened he takes off his dark blue shirt, naked skin getting exposed to the dim light of the room.

And your merciless gaze.

“Would you mind helping me out? I can’t tie a bow on my own with just one hand, darling.”

You force your mouth to stay closed, keep your palms from getting sweaty. This is your husband, goddamn.

Your husband, wearing nothing but his work pants. Your husband, holding up a black band, waiting for you to wrap it around his strong arm only because you couldn’t stop imagine him doing a stupid internet trend. Out of instinct, you follow the invitation of his stretched-out hand, fingertips pulsating against his firm muscles while you tie a perfect little bow.

Until he flexes his muscles, forcing the band to untie itself in slow motion. His beefy arm, veins threaten to pop open any given minute. How is it possible for a man to be in this shape when relaxed? Your gaze is fixated on his delicious sight in front of you – so focused that you don’t notice his other hand grabbing your chin before it’s too late.

“It seems like you’re enjoying the view”, he comments softly.

“Just because you are the view, Kento”, you clarify with a small smile, allowing him to drag you into his strong arms.

Toji Fushiguro

“You want me to do what?”

You grab his arm tightly, doe eyes making it hard for none other than Toji Fushiguro to focus. What did you see on the internet again? “Ribbon around bicep”…What the hell?

“I want you to tie a pink ribbon around your bicep and pop it open with your beefy muscles”, you explain briefly.

“Come on babe. Why can’t I just wrap my hand around ya neck instead?”

“Tempting”, you purr, finger gliding over his firm chest delicately slow.

“But you’re the perfect match for that trend. Now sit your ass down and gimme your arm.”

Just before Toji is even able to press his longing lips against yours, you shove him onto the couch and position yourself on top of him, pink ribbon dangling from your fingertips.

“C’mon (y/n)”, he groans, pouting like a little child when you slap the hand that tried to dig into your butt away.

“Hold still. I need to concentrate”, you instruct him.

“Promise we’ll fu-“

“DONE!”, you scream out, the sheer excitement radiating from your voice making him stop mid-sentence.

His eyes follow your gaze, revealing a wonky-looking bow tied around his biceps so firmly that it might burst any minute.

“And now you want me to do what?”, he questions.

It’s hard to keep himself from smiling when you sit in front of him grinning like an idiot. Is that really all it takes? A fucking ribbon wrapped around his biceps? What a strange thing you are.

But still…

You look so breathtakingly gorgeous that he can’t keep up his annoyed façade.

“Flex your muscles babe!”, you instruct him, index finger poking into his biceps.

Fine, he’ll do you the favour. Slowly, he lifts up his arm before popping open the bow with ease, watching the shocked expression on your face.

“That trend was totally made for you, Toji!”, you shriek, your eyes still fixated on his arm.

“Let’s do that again.”

“I know something better.”

All it takes is a swift motion for you to lay underneath him, your hot breath escaping your lips in shock.

“I’m next, babe”, he breathes out.

Bonus: Sukuna

“Why did I even agree to do this…”, the king of curses mumbles while you’re busy tying another ribbon around his arm.

“Hold still, I’m not done yet.”

“You already tied this one three times, (y/n). I’m getting impatient.”

“Oh, I know you don’t. Deep down you enjoy me caressing your arm”, you reply with a cheeky grin, carefully forming another bow around his fourth arm.

Tying a bow around a single arm already sounding inviting, but the stinging fact that your lover has not only two but four arms to offer for this delicious trend…There was no way in hell for you to resist this opportunity.

“Really deep down”, he grumbles.

“I’m done. Now stand still and don’t move until I say so”, you bark at him while taking a few steps back.

“Watch how you talk to me or I’ll-“

“Shut up Sukuna, your threats don’t work for me. Okay, flex your muscles in three, two, one…”

Out of instinct, he lifts up his four arms and pops open every ribbon you tied so laborious these pasts minutes. Damn, he really feels like an idiot, standing in front of you shirtless with pink ribbons falling from his arms. But that look on your face, the way you clap your hands in sheer excitement, that phone…Wait.

“Did you film this, brat?”

You blink a few times, the smile on your face disappearing as fast as it came.

“Maybe I did”, you reply, quickly turning on your heels and sprinting away.

“Delete that right now!”

“I will watch this every time I go to bed!”

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[thejacketscloset]

(@forestshadow-wolf !!! GENDA!!!) I have thoughts abt genderfluid soap okay!! I can't help it!!!

While Soap knows he identifies as genderfluid, when it comes to how he expresses that outwardly depends on vibes alone

For a long while he never really knew the term for it, so it was something he kept to himself. All he really knew was sometimes he was a she in his head, or a they, or whatever else he felt like in the moment.

Soap's ""coming out"" experience with Ghost was kind of clunky (to no one's fault but his own). He forgets that not everyone can see inside his head sometimes, and while he's rambling on about spending time with his sister and says something along the lines of " 'course, we went dress shopping together while i was over, just a little something we gals like to bond over. She's adamant that green is mah colour but ah know tha' really I look killer in blue." Ghost picks up on it of course, and goes quiet for a long while trying to figure out how to bring it up and ask Soap without making it seem like he's opposed to it or upset. Eventually he figures out a way, and after a slightly awkward conversation Soap feels a lot less nervous to express his gender in other ways around Ghost.

When they started dating, Soap explicitly expressed that he wanted Ghost to refer to him like "He's my girlfriend" and "She's my boyfriend." (He specially likes to be called Ghost's girlfriend, it makes him EXTREMELY happy. He never specifically says he likes it more than the other, bur Ghost picks up on it no problem)

Being on leave gives Soap PLENTY opportunities to switch up how he outwardly expresses gender. His wardrobe at home is stock full of skirts, dresses, and all types of alt clothes. He likes to wear long skirts the most, the flowyness of them make him feel gorgeous.

He enjoys all pronouns, but again it normally goes off of vibes. On base he sticks to he/him because its most comfortable, but has asked his small found family of the 141 to switch it up when they feel like it.

Feminine compliments can and will make him blush FURIOUSLY. he loves them the most because he's typically heard them the least throughout his life. (Ghost calls him pretty once and Soap is a MESS. Ghost then makes it his mission to find out what compliments make him the most embarassed/happy. The trend is not hard to notice)

Ghost is probably one of his biggest supporters once he finds out, mainly because he just loves seeing Soap feel good abt himself! If his girlfriend feels good then he feels good in turn

Soap will jokingly say things like "Oh nooo! I'm just a petite woman who will get blown away by the wind !!! What ever will i do" bc he thinks it's funny to say he's small when he is. Very buff.

He cried happy tears when he received an extremely thoughtful gift from Ghost that was a custom made sapphire necklace that had a note that said "blue definitely is your colour" to match a dress he had gotten with his sister. He denies that he cried but he did. We all know.

Steadily becomes way more comfortable and visibly happy with himself once he's out to the 141 and they start supporting him in any way they can

Gaz refers to him as "the people's princess" of the team. He hates it (he doesn't)

DISCLAIMER: Though I used "he/him" to refer to Soap throughout this post I did it so it was easier to tell what/who I was talking about as switching up pronouns when typed can make it a bit hard to follow. I believe Soap would like to use ALL pronouns and lean heavily towards She and He (that's me projecting bc I feel only connected to both parts of the traditional binary so that's where I'm most comfortable.)

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The Weight Gain Wave: Part 3/3

👉 Read part 2

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The weight of the world seemed to rest on New York City, quite literally. The weeks that followed were a tapestry of change, with Ethan at the center, watching the numbers on the scale rise despite his best efforts. His wardrobe became a collection of tight-fitting clothes that strained against his expanding body. The daily jogs he once relished were now a laborious effort, his breaths short and labored, his legs feeling like they were made of lead.

Yet, in the midst of this bewildering transformation, Ethan discovered a silver lining. He began to accept the changes, to see beyond the physical. His body was different, but it was still his. This acceptance brought a new sense of peace, a quiet defiance against the unknown forces at play.

One afternoon, a knock at the door broke the silence of his contemplation. It was Alex, red-faced and panting from his own attempt at a run. "Mate, I think I'm officially part of the weight gain gang," Alex announced, a wry smile on his face as he patted his snug shirt. "These shorts used to be loose on me."

Ethan couldn't help but laugh. "The club's getting crowded," he replied. "Seems like all of New York is joining."

Their shared predicament had become a strange sort of bonding experience. Evenings were now spent in deep conversation, discussing not just the physical changes they were enduring but also the emotional and psychological impacts. The weight gain, once a source of distress, had become a bridge to deeper understanding and connection.

During his visits to the coffee shop, Ethan's rapport with Mia had also deepened. One morning, as he ordered his coffee, Mia leaned forward with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Ethan, are you sure you're not secretly a pastry critic on the side?" she teased, gesturing to his fuller figure.

Ethan blushed but took the jest in stride. "If I am, I'm certainly taking my work home with me," he quipped, patting his stomach. "But honestly, it's like there's something in the air here in New York."

Mia's expression softened, her playful demeanor giving way to concern. "I've noticed it too, with the customers and even myself. It's like we're all part of some bizarre trend."

Their conversations grew longer, filled with speculation and shared stories. Mia became more than just a barista to Ethan; she was a confidant, a friend who provided comfort and laughter in uncertain times.

As the city grappled with the so-called Weight Gain Wave, a breakthrough finally came. Dr. Emma Lawson, the scientist from Columbia University, appeared on the news one evening with a significant announcement. "We've identified a common factor among those affected by the weight gain," she explained. "It appears to be linked to a new strain of gut bacteria that's highly efficient at extracting calories from food. It's spreading through the city's water supply."

The revelation sent shockwaves through the city. The water—life's most essential resource—was the culprit. Measures were swiftly put in place to address the contamination, but the effects of the bacteria would take time to reverse.

Ethan watched the news with a mixture of relief and apprehension. The mystery had been solved, but the journey back to normalcy would be a long one. He glanced at Alex, who was nodding along to Dr. Lawson's words, and then at his own reflection in the window, the city lights casting a soft glow on his changed silhouette.

The Weight Gain Wave had been a test of resilience, a challenge that had brought the city together in unexpected ways. As Ethan turned off the television, he realized that this experience had changed him, not just physically but in ways he could never have imagined.

With a hand on his soft stomach, he was ready to face the future, whatever it might hold, with a newfound strength and a community united by their shared ordeal.

[rhondafromhr]

good morning, afternoon, day or night to you!

This is a free pass for you to talk about anything you want, as much as you want! Exposit! Lore dump! Rant about your interests, or something that irks you! Whatever it is, use this as an excuse! Someone out there is interested in what you have to say (it's us. We're the someone)

Thank you <3 I’m going to take this opportunity to go more into detail about my Linda Monroe and Zoey Chambers friendship agenda, because if those two could actually get along, they’d be the most chaotic, iconic duo in Hatchetfield and make everybody absolutely miserable.

-They meet at Beanie’s. Linda needs a pick me up after an exhausting day of shopping for River’s birthday gifts and goes to get her extra hot quad shot no foam almond milk latte with exactly five and a half pumps of toffee nut syrup and not a drop more. She sees Zoey spitting in Becky Barnes’ coffee, Zoey sees her being rude to Emma and they hit it off.

-At first, Zoey sees befriending Linda as more of a means of gaining access to Linda’s wealth and connections to help her get ahead, but starts to genuinely enjoy her company and her advice (which is like 90% enabling and encouraging all of the bad things Zoey already does). She tells Linda what she did to Zach to steal his part of the inheritance and Linda completely takes her side and commends her for taking the initiative to get what she wants, although she does make fun of her when she finds out the entire inheritance is only $10,000.

-They still argue, but it’s friendlier. Linda will make fun of Zoey’s hair and clothes, but then buy her an entire new designer wardrobe and take her to a ludicrously expensive hairdresser like it’s nothing. She’ll say her tastes are trashy, then take her to the most expensive restaraunt or cocktail bar in town so she can learn to appreciate the finer things. Zoey will call her a boomer and make fun of her for not being up to date on the current slang and trends, but then take her to a concert or a hot new nightclub. Linda loves feeling young and wild again and always sends Snapchats of their adventures to Gerald once Zoey shows her how to use the app. (Do people still use Snapchat? I barely do social media outside of here, I genuinely don’t know.)

-Zoey tells her about how she sabotaged everyone in her way to become the star actress in the Hatchetfield Community Players. Linda’s impressed by her technique, but thinks Zoey should set loftier goals. (Zoey: “I didn’t get this far by being nice.” Linda: “You didn’t get very far by being conniving, either! I mean, a local community theater? Really, Zoey? Aim a little higher.”)

-Linda’s tired of Zoey not being able to go on girl’s weekend trips because she has to work and uses her connections to land her a cushy, Monday-Friday 9-5 corporate job until her acting career takes off. This cushy job just so happens to be Paul’s position at CCRP, which Linda also used her connections to get him fired from. Well, she got him transferred to Clivesdale and he quit because he’d rather die than go there. This forces the guy who doesn’t like musicals to get a job at the singing coffee shop, but hey, at least he gets to work with Emma now.

That’s all I have for now <3 I had fun rambling about this, hopefully you find it entertaining too!

[ladyfromaspookyforest]

ST Season 2 Wardrobe Analysis

Eleven & Hopper

If you have not read my analyses for season 1, the first one can be found here, but the gist of it is:

El has yet to figure out who she is as a person and spent season 1 trying on the clothes of other people like she was trying on their lives.

Pink and blue are colors used together to show the expected and the "normal," showing up profusely in the Wheeler household and wardrobe.

FLASHBACKS

To start off, this flashback from episode 3 presents us with general trends we're going to see for each character. Hopper in a plaid flannel and El with layering. It's also pretty clear that El's wearing whatever she's been given. This being very early on in her stay with Hopper, the clothes have no character at all. They don't even have color. They are absolutely void of personality.

We see El wearing a white thermal in another flashback, something else that will become a trend, so I love seeing its origin here. Hopper's shirt is abnormally plain. He tends to wear plaids, pretty much whenever he's out of uniform. I actually struggled with why he's in solid red, so to help answer that, I hunted for the song playing in the background. And I was disgusted to find that it is "Papa" from the season 1 soundtrack, which plays during this scene:

I hate that. It does sound like a slightly different version of the track with a little less distortion, but this is supposed to be about clothes. So El is experiencing this flashback after finding out her mother is alive and in the scene, Hopper is telling El her mother is "gone." I don't think Hopper's dishonesty (that isn't even technically a lie) and Brenner's horrific behavior in the above scene can be even remotely compared, but El is feeling lonely and sorrowful in both sequences and is being offered the wrong kind of comfort by a father figure. So coming back around to the red shirt, this is the first "red flag" in their relationship. It's the moment Hopper chooses not to be honest, and a lot of the struggle between them later stems from this. And this red flag imagery isn't only in the shirt. It's the lighting.

EPISODE 1

On to the present day. I'm going to come back to El's look here later, so I'm not going to say much now, just that this outfit is once again lacking color or prints.

EPISODE 2

I'm getting sidetracked again, but I just want to shout out the cinematography for a second. Utilizing the same camera placement really emphasizes the mundanity, the feeling of doing the same thing over and over again with no change (EACH LIFE A FADED LESSER COPY OF THE ONE BEFORE), that El has been feeling. Okay, I was joking with that quote, but I could write a whole analysis about how that's exactly how El was feeling here.

El's finally wearing some color and print, but continuing the pattern from season 1 (dressing like the people around her), she's now dressed just like Hopper. They're both in jeans and flannel in brown, beige, blue, and orange/red. I find the above screenshot of them at the table together interesting because Hopper's navy shirt heavily contrasts him against the walls while El blends in more. The curtains behind her even contain the same shades of orange and blue as her shirt. She appears to be fading (*cough* each day a faded lesser copy) into Hopper's house, which is precisely how she feels. Hopper, on the other hand, matches his home but isn't part of the woodwork.

EPISODE 3

Remember the pink and blue thing I said? This blanket really sticks out in this cabin. El is sleeping with a pink(?) stuffed rabbit(?) as well. There's no way to really know if Hopper bought these things for El or if they were Sara's, so I'll look at it both ways.

They were Sara's: if these were once Sara's belongings, this is yet another example of El trying on other people's lives. In this case, she is trying on the role of Hopper's daughter, but they haven't actually come to an understanding yet, so this still feels like a role she's playing and not a genuine part of her identity.

They're new: if Hopper bought these things for El, this is an indication that he doesn't understand or know her yet. It shows the lack of communication in their current relationship.

Either way, these items feel like dressing. They stick out in the house. Them being in nuclear family coloring shows that Hopper is trying to insert his old understanding of family into this new situation rather than trying to work out something fresh with El.

El is wearing a dainty pastel floral print on her pj thermal, which fits in with the bedding. But then she gets dressed for the day.

And what I love about this is that she didn't change her clothes. She just put this very boyish t-shirt on top of the floral top (that she slept in). This is a trend we'll see her repeat. She spends the episode adding layers. The thermals, as I mentioned before, are fairly common for her. They feel like a truly EL piece of clothing (and this may be a season 2 analysis, but just think about the last shot of her from season 4: alone, determined, all layers but the thermal shed). But she stacks other things on top of the thermals all the time. The t-shirt and then a plaid jacket (plaid being an element of Hopper) that show that she's covering herself by emulating other people or by bending herself to their expectations or desires.

EPISODE 4

DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE?????

She's wearing a tiny-floral-printed thermal under a blue v-neck under a flannel. In S2E4 El makes the decision to hunt down her mom, setting out on her own, making a huge life-changing decision for herself. Acting with agency and leaving behind her father figure. In S4E3, she makes another huge decision, this time to get her powers back, leaving Mike behind. And in S4E7, she leaves NINA to save her friends against Brenner's advisement, taking agency again and leaving behind a father figure again. And the season 4 outfit resembles this one from season 2 remarkably.

*Side note that this is the same flannel from episode 2

EPISODE 5

El goes to find her mom in episode 5. She is wearing the same outfit she wore in episode 1, plus the flannel from episodes 2 and 4. Plus the jacket from episode 3. What this tells us is that El doesn't have a lot of clothes. Or maybe that El doesn't care about her clothes. Or that El has a few items of clothes she likes a lot and clings to. I think it's likely a combination of all of that. She came from the lab where she never had a variety and never got to choose. I think the way she mixes and matches a few items is her trying different things on a very small scale, but she's also drawing inspiration from the only person around her.

When she goes to find her mother, Becky is notably wearing the Colors of Conformity. She was pretty disbelieving in season 1 when Joyce and Hopper came to visit, but this time around, she is actually willing to listen to El. However, she is not fully trusting and calls the Hawkins PD to let them know El is there, causing El to run off. Her use of this color palette feels like a way of telling us that Becky is trying to force herself into normalcy despite the circumstances she is living with.

EPISODE 7

The makeover episode. This is yet another example of El getting dressed up in somebody else's clothes. Kali tries to bring El into her group, something El is initially interested in. She feels like she's been repeatedly set aside, lied to, and ignored, so she is naturally drawn to this idea of community. But joining the group means changing herself, which she tries to do (visually demonstrated via makeover), but ultimately decides against.

EPISODE 9

Hopper has been wearing scrubs since episode 6. But for the finale, he changes into jeans and puts on his Hawkins PD jacket (over the scrubs shirt). This is a jumble of everything he's worn all season: his own clothes, the scrubs, and the uniform. He has been struggling with juggling the various aspects of his life all season. He has his job, then he has the lab, and he has his home life. All of these are kept separate. At the lab, he has the Joyce and Will part of his life. At home, he has the El part of his life. And at work, all of that is a secret. But with his relationship with El out in the open and her returning to the lab with him, these separate identities he's been trying to maintain finally get to mesh.

Remember me making a whole thing out of the red shirt earlier? Lol imagine me when I got to the end and saw him wearing solid red again. Losing it. Don't worry, Papa isn't playing, but hey, how 'bout that line, "Congratulations, Pops?" While this is definitely a positive, feel-good scene versus the rather sad one before, both are turning points in the Hopper-El relationship. What we saw before was the start of dishonesty and what we're seeing here is the introduction of legitimacy. Do I actually think these two scenes are being compared intentionally by using red shirts? No, not really. But that's where my brain is.

Another connection I made that is very unlikely to have been intentional is the v-neck. That's not something we've seen him wear before, except:

And Hopper was, likely without even realizing it, rather parental towards Will during the lab scenes. Not in terms of making decisions or imposing, but by the care and support he offered. Plus, if we return to his wacky combo outfit from earlier, the v-neck sweater really is something of a combination between his usual wardrobe and the scrubs. So that blend of his worlds stuck.

I feel like it sounds like I'm mega-stretching here, but this is just my read, not necessarily what I think the wardrobe department decided. And I'm feeling compelled to defend that.

I talked a little about this dress when I discussed Mike's Snow Ball outfit. The grey of her dress matches his sweater and the red of her belt/polka dots matches his tie. Them matching one another is a very simple way of showing that they are focused on each other.

I am dying to know who picked this dress out, though. Where did it come from? Who shopped for it? Hopper? Or is this like when he had someone else go buy a shirt for him in season 3? I'm just...so curious. What we DO know is that it wasn't El because Hopper had to convince Owens to let her out for this one night. She was not on a dress shopping spree. So as we come to the conclusion of season 2, we have still not seen El's own sense of style. I do think her hair here is really interesting. It's similar to the way Kali and co had it slicked back, but it's curly too. It's her hairstyles from season 2 (flashback hair excluded) combined.

This is Hopper's second outfit since he reunited with El and also does not contain any plaid. If I hadn't already seen season 4, I'd guess that this meant that the plaid signified his single loner-in-the-woods era and now that it's over, he isn't wearing flannels anymore. However, his season 4 finale look contained one, so I'm full of shit I guess. Can't win 'em all. I have no other hypotheses about this outfit.

Other Season 2 Wardrobe Analyses: Mike & Will Nancy, Jonathan, & Steve Lucas, Max, & Dustin

[disreputes]

𓏲  *   ( courtney  eaton,  cis  woman,  she & her,  saoirse  ronan  cc  )   ⸺   pictures  of  KENDALL  'KEN’  SUMMERS,  the  twenty-seven  year  old  actor,  have  been  showing  up  all  over  my  feed,  and  considering  the  last  time  they  were  #trending,  it  was  due  to  her  latest  film  (massively)  underperforming  at  the  box  office  -  i’m  not  likely  to  unfollow  anytime  soon.  with  their  vintage  suede  bomber  jacket,  a  bright  green  crochet knit  striped sweater,  a  clashing  pair  of  distressed  patchwork  jeans,  and  thom  browne  bag,  they’ve  managed  to  garner  a  reputation  for  being  more  independent  than  headstrong.  their  critics  say  they’re  more  insecure  than  ambitious  when  they  aren’t  too  busy  focusing  on  curating  an  ever-changing  wardrobe  ;  jet-lagged,  sleepless  nights  flying  from  one  set  to  the  next  ;  hiding  away  a  constantly  buzzing  phone  filled  with  everybody  she’s  ignored  and  ghosted.  reputation.com  has  taken  to  calling  them  BLOCKBUSTER  in  order  to  avoid  a  lawsuit  (  again  ).

basic information

FULL NAME: kendall summers NICKNAME: ken, kenny AGE & DATE OF BIRTH: twenty-seven & april 12th (aries) GENDER & PRONOUNS: cis-woman & she/her BIRTHPLACE: perth, australia OCCUPATION: actress FACECLAIM: courtney eaton CHARACTER PARALLELS: helly (severance), eleanor shellstrop (the good place), roman roy (succession), charlotte hale (westworld), dan humphrey (gossip girl)

biography

PART ONE.

some people were never meant to be famous. kendall summers certainly didn’t plan on it. growing up watching movies on a television set that didn’t have cable on most days didn’t inspire her life as an actor. she was prepared for the eventuality of living and dying in her humble suburb just outside of perth

it started out as a bit role in romeo and juliet—an understudy to the lovestruck capulet herself. the school production was nothing more than something to keep kendall busy when class was over. when the lead got sick, ken found herself thrust into the spotlight for the first time in her life and, with it, a newfound passion for acting

after small-time commercial spots and bit parts in other local productions, her lucky break had almost come when she was up for a spot in a daytime soap opera. competing against a close friend who had come up alongside her, kendall narrowly lost the role—faking smiles and pleasantries as if it didn’t crush her. the rejection made kendall all the more determined to make it big, vowing to herself that she wouldn’t lose out to any other actors who didn’t come close to the talent she had in her pinky finger

PART TWO.

the casting call for atonement seemed like a far shot. hundreds of people, hoping for the same break, waited for the call that kendall was lucky enough to receive. her first production in a hollywood film was a step on a very tall ladder she was eager to climb. the performance landed her a few notable nominations and, more importantly, was the breakthrough role she’d worked so hard for. while her friends back in perth were busy attending summer camp, kendall was walking red carpets with the likes of meryl streep

and, sure, “friends” were a stretch. what little she did have could be counted on one hand. she had given up her childhood to pursue a career as an actor, spending more time with producers than kids her own age. did it matter? with her star on the rise, kendall landed more roles in action flicks, dramas, and even voice acting spots here and there. she might have had little in a life outside of acting, but a thousand other girls were waiting in the wings to take her place should she choose otherwise. giving up to go back to her shoebox bedroom with her tail tucked between her legs was not an option

twilight, hunger games, divergent—young adult franchises had the world in a chokehold. despite her agent’s protests, kendall pushed for the lead in what was once thought to be the new hit series, the host. the only thing standing in her way was a familiar face she’d come up against once before—the very girl she’d lost the role to all those years back. while kendall was a natural shoo-in for the part, she wasn’t going to let things up to chance

tmz, perez, and just about every gossip outlet had caught wind of the news leaked about the rival actress… all thanks to kendall herself. in an instant, the other girl’s reputation had taken a nosedive and, with it, any hope of landing the lead in the upcoming movie. kendall summers was on top of the world

that was, until the host tanked. hard. critics and fans alike were quick to point fingers at kendall’s performance and many wondered if she had the acting chops to follow through into more mature roles. as bad as it was, it did little to deter her. rotten tomatoes could eat shit, for all she cared

PART THREE.

kendall put her blockbuster dreams on the back burner—for the moment. she instead turned her attention towards independent films and prestige projects. standout performances in the grand budapest hotel and lady bird had even gotten her an in with well-known directors. slowly but surely, she got back into the good graces of the general audience as their beloved indie darling

she made a name for herself in historical dramas and, as much as she loved the praise, getting type-cast was a career nightmare. while her contemporaries were getting cast in exciting sci-fi films and fun romcoms, she was stuck in a pattern she was desperate to break out of

most people would have killed to have something like little women on their resume. even kendall was shocked that something like that could happen to a girl like her. but, as the dust settled, she knew that her social capital was on the rise

behind her agent’s back, she signed on to do a marvel movie—revitalizing the fantastic four franchise as sue storm. she was convinced that the film would finally make her the bonafide a-lister that she had always wanted to be

despite the staggering budget and endless press, the movie bombed yet again. not only did fans call out its sorry attempt at an adaptation, but the production had been chaos from the start. a rotating cast of directors, a script that had been constantly rewritten, and a never-ending list of complaints that she was somehow “difficult” to work with. safe to say that it was not the breakout role she was hoping for. what did the universe have against her? was it karma? retribution? 

whatever the case, kendall finds herself at a standstill. does she go back to the period pieces that had slowly sucked the life out of her or sell her soul to whatever comic book franchise they’re going to reboot for the hundredth time? she has since taken a break from doing any more projects, despite her agency and collaborators calling her constantly to pick up a script

sooner or later, kendall summers has to answer the phone. here’s hoping it’s not the cw this time

extras

fun facts

moved to los angeles at a fairly young age so her australian accent is barely noticeable. moved to new york once she got older, but goes back and forth for work

loves thrifting and second-hand clothing. she can afford the nicer things now that she has the money for it, but still likes vintage clothes more than designer… unless they’re paying her

has finstas and fake fan accounts to see what people (fans) are saying about her. has been known to drop an inside joke during interviews and posts here and there

notoriously awkward to interview even though she has all the media training in the world

lost an award to another famous actress. proceeded to call the cops (anonymously, of course) on said actress’s after-party out of spite

traits

+ bold, ambitious, observant, grounded, thoughtful

– impulsive, self-sabotaging, spiteful, vindictive, egotistical

[radkindoffeminist]

One of the reasons why I can never fully get behind the sustainable fashion/anti-fast fashion movement is because the movement, on the whole, has a massive classism and fatphobia issue which result in it missing the big problems in unsustainable fashion and blaming the wrong people.

And you’re free to take what I’m saying as being a slightly biased perspective since I’ve brought a lot of clothes from primark and Shien and other places which are known for being unsustainable, but hear me out.

For me, the biggest problems in unsustainable clothing (aside from being unsustainable and the abuse of workers to make them) are the following: constant style changes and the social pressure to keep up with the new trends leading to people having full wardrobe changes on a yearly basis if not more often; inability or unwillingness to fix the clothes that we currently have; and generalised overconsumption from multiple other reasons (needing something for every occasion, needing something new for special occasions, having monthly subscriptions for workout leggings, etc).

But the way in which many of these people talk about sustainable clothing makes it seem like every single person who buys clothing from these unsustainable shops is a a big part of the problem and that they just all need to stop. But that ignores why so many people are buying these clothes in the first place: they’re the only places people with limited disposable incomes can afford and very few places offer plus size clothing. I buy from Shein because very few other places offer clothing up to a size 22-24UK which is what I need and most don’t have anything close to the range Shein has and it can’t be beat on price which is important for a recent graduate with a limited income. I’m also very limited on where I can buy bras because so few places go up to a G-cup (there’s even one shop which only does like DD+ bras and I can’t buy from there because they don’t go up to my band size.)

And then their response is ‘well, just thrift everything’. Even when I was a size 12-14, I struggled to find clothes in charity/thrift/second hand stores which where in my size and style. (And bare in mind that my style was like plain blue/black jeans with plain or patterned t-shirts so it’s not anything weird or wacky.) Like, my sister and I would often go to the 4-5 charity shops in my local high street and I only ever bought a couple of bits of clothing because there was nothing in my size and style. How much harder is it going to be now that I am significantly larger? I remember a few years back, before I gained my pandemic weight, struggling to find anything that was in a size 18-20 in charity shops, but you think everyone is going to easily be able to fill their wardrobe with good quality items from charity shops? Even though it’s now more expensive due to thrifting becoming so much more popular and these shops are filled with people Shein haul dumps? Like, I even saw one woman who did these ‘outfits you can buy from a thrift store’ videos where she put together these awesome outfits for people just on what was around this one store she was in and she was challenged to do one for plus sized people and they were so boring and almost disgusting in comparison. One outfit was a random printed t-shirt and a pair of shorts. That was literally the best plus size outfit she could put together.

Moreover, their biggest argument against people buying from these fast fashion brands is that these clothes aren’t made to last. And I do agree on some level: they aren’t the best quality clothing in the world and aren’t really made to last for years on end and there are many items which are really designed for only a use or two (shoes tend to be the worst in my opinion). But with all that being said, I’ve bought primark shirts which have lasted me for years. They may last a little longer because I do try to sew up my stuff when it breaks, but it’s certainly not the wear it once and then it disintegrates in the wash type of quality that many of these activists make it out to be. Just because they’re not designed to last for years on end doesn’t mean that people don’t make them last. And also, people tend to figure out quite quickly on what’s worth the money and what’s not. I don’t buy bras or jeans from Primark because the couple of times I did they fell apart within weeks, so I used to get New Look jeans which lasted a good couple of years. But I’ll happily buy their shirts because, aside from the odd 1 or 2 shirts, most of them have lasted for at least a couple of years before they’re beyond saving or no longer fit.

It reminds me of that story about shoes and poverty costing interest. A poor man will buy $10 shoes because that’s all he can afford and, if he’s lucky, they will last a year before they’re too broken to wear. A rich man will buy $50 shoes which will last a decade because he can easily afford to do so and spends less in the long run than the poor man. But the poor man can’t buy the $50 ones because he never has the $50 to spare, only ever $10. Why can’t people realise that this applies to clothes too?

[barbarasbarbara]

I might have had problem with myself being a woman, or having a woman's feature for a very long time, but Good Omens and the fandom helps me with it. A whole lot.

TW: personal ranting. vulgar swearing. genitals. probably gender dysphoria. misogyny. sex/masturbation talk. mention of porn arts and male-presented with woman genital

Well first off I live in a kinda... suburban place, that, while people aren't hostile or very homophobic, but there are typical gender stereotypes you see everywhere. Because I'm a little girl, I have to have my ears piecing, so I can have pretty little earrings that I never thought of before. Because I'm a little girl, I have to wear my hair long even though I want to try the short hair, but I can't, because it's for boys. Because I am a girl, I have to doll up myself (I didn't, and probably get bullied a bit for that) and I have to wear a skin tight SCHOOL uniform that emphasize the curve of the round chest and round hip (what the fuck is wrong with our education) that cost 4 times the price of the boy uniform, and I get comments from the tailor because I'm too "skinny and can't have a good shape in this" while I'm supposed to be at school and learning. That's my 18 years of life before I moved to uni in the city, 18 years learning from the society around me that people only have two binary gender and they should stick to whatever their genital decides their gender to be. I engaged more on internet around middle school and learn about things outside of that hetero view, but it's difficult to see it outside reality.

Right now I'm not even sure of what I am. I can have short hair, I barely wear clothes that I'm uncomfortable with, with jeans and big T-shirt that can hide my flat chest and I feel happy when someone mistook me for a boy. I still enjoy wearing long skirt when I'm in the mood and have pretty feminine outfits that fit my taste and people call me pretty girl. I stand before the mirror in bathroom and hide my breasts and pretend like I look like a boy and hope one day I can fit into those boyish dark academia wardrobe without looking like I'm trying too much and failed. I also would like to have the most gorgeous girly dress ever and just flaunt everyone off with a very brightly long, red hair, or sometimes (most of the times) be a cringe, depressed emo girl with dead black outfits and blood red jewelries.

And I can't look at my vagina. Or anyone else really. They look horrifying and I can't make out what the fuck are they. Sometimes I wish I don't have it. Maybe have a penis. Maybe none at all. Maybe it doesn't matter, but society makes it matter. Boys looking at the other girl's big chest and giggling and making noises. Older men tried to touch the down part before I know what it meant. Have menstruation each month, no day less yucky than the other. The pain from it once I got older. The potential of having a child. The expectation of having a child. The info how painful sex and childbirth would be and how men have the power to decide what we can do with our bodies. The soft features in our bones they said we will never pull off a manly outfit. What do you want, are you trans? Even if I am, would you even care, would you not giving me that pity look like I'm in a phase?

So at this point I don't think I'm trans but genderfluid (I know those two don't exclude each other but that's just how I feel), but maybe I'm just thinking things idk, there is no one near me here that I feel safe to talk to or to feel like I'm not alone and I'm not just "following the trend".

And there is still the matter of sexuality that I would never talk about outside of anonymous online spaces and how I do like the idea of the pleasure of it but never got the courage to actually do it because again I don't know how a vagina works and there is something in me that stop me from looking up on wikihow or safe porn website on how to it, probably because of the childhood church. Curse them and their idea that God is always watching you. It's just a weak excuse, I just don't have the courage to do it while still living with family and many sisters and brothers and mother. And maybe because I fear of accepting what I really am: down to it, just a weak tool for the patriarchy.

But then just 3 months ago I engaged myself more deeply in Good Omens fandom and found out how people depicted the characters here more deeply. Like, really deep. (it's a sex joke)

I found out the author himself emphasizes that angel and demon have no gender. That a young angel default setting can be they/them. That a demon rejects a remark that he's a lad, because he's not a male. That the demon had presented as female more than once outside of work reasons. That they can change to whatever shape they want to be and have no desire to pretending to be human All The Way Down unless they want to.

Alright, it is Crowley. It is the thin dark duke and the slender black hensley black suit and the small hips that you can grab fully and the fucking snake-theme obsession when he's not technically a snake.

There's a lot of reasons I got drawn to him, one of it is probably because he's what I wish I can achieve. The hair, the outfit, the cocky attitude while still soft at heart and probably a little pathetic and a too fast love. How he had totally nailed being a woman as well. Then I came to the fandom and I found out about cunt boy. Oh gosh. I loved it more than I thought I should.

It would have baffled me before, I think. I'm not really good with new and change and something outside of my usual fandom experience would usually cause some icks for me until I can settle down my feelings, but this, when I look at Crowley (and Aziraphale) with a male body and a vulva below and it looks so, there. There is nothing strange about it and the shape of it still terrify me a bit but it looks so in place like it should be. And the pleasure arts and fanfics come from the ideas. I read and enjoy works about woman pleasure for the first time as Crowley and Aziraphale. Maybe it got easier since it's about my two most favourite characters, and one of them is literally my vision of my own future me.

A few hours ago I tried to press a bit down below outside the pants while reading a detailed fic about non-binary/he him human Crowley's vulva got railed by Aziraphale's mouth and I felt wet and oh gosh I was masturbating. On my own volution. Twenty years down the line of human life and I'm giggling because I do something normal and comfortable about my current body for once. It wasn't even a proper masturbation. But I feel happy. Maybe I can do this, living in this confusion about my own identity until I figure it out, and be happy.

Well, less confused now, thanks Crowley. It really is good, knowing I'm not alone. It would still be a very long ride until I get to the point I want to be, and I have time, and for the duration, time feel less lonely now.

[irresistiibles]

the wardrobe / glinda upland

" i'll show you what shoes to wear! / how to fix your hair! / everything that really counts to be / popular! ”

describe your muse’s aesthetic in five words or less.

dramatic pastel prep

does your muse spend a lot of time on their outfit and appearance? how long do they spend getting ready in the morning?

too much time. glinda probably prepares outfits the night before because she’s that sort of perosn, but getting ready for the day is a half hour to an hour long event at minimum all the same so she can accessorize, make sure her hair is right, etc.

does your muse consider the way they dress to be trendy? would other people agree?

of course. glinda cares about trends, know that they matter. i think people would generally agree.

how often do they buy new clothes? are they the type to keep a outfit for years or replace it after one wear?

all the time. glinda will wear outfits more than once, but she is the time who likes new clothes for each season, and is absolutely a stress shopper. if she’s bored she’ll just pop into a boutique somewhere. it is rare for her to go more than a week without having bought some new piece for her wardrobe.

is your muse the type to accessorize? how much?

absolutely. she doesn’t do too much, because of course not, that’s overkill, and will make people think you’re gaudy or trying to hard. earrings are a must with just about everything, and then glinda loves a necklace, a bag, and occasionally gloves if they fit the look.

how much time do they spend on skin care/makeup/grooming?

i just know she has a skin and hair routine she follows pretty strictly every day, so that’s another half hour to hour every morning and night. makeup, glinda does most every day but i think she’s so used to it that her usual makeup she can do within fifteen minutes if she has to.

if money and societal expectations were not a concern would your muse dress differently than they currently do? if so, how?

no. i think despite the fact she does carefully follow trends it’s something glinda genuinely likes to do. she thinks following what’s popular and seeing how things change to be interesting. of course, if suddenly everyone was a really intense punk or goth she might hesitate, but until that day glinda is sticking with what she does

would your muse wear the same outfit two days in a row if they knew they wouldn’t run into any of the same people?

no. she just wouldn’t.

have they started dressing differently since arriving in washington? was the transition difficult? do they prefer the clothes here or back home? if your character is unaware feel free to answer as if they are aware.

a little. the big ball gowns aren’t really a thing she has much need to go for anymore, but she will still go for a more dramatic dress here and there just because. if anything she has just gone back to dressing how she did at school back in oz, since that’s pretty socially acceptable here, so the change was pretty easy.

my added general description.

it’s glinda we know glinda dresses well. she loves pinks and blues and yellow, and everything should be a light tone. she spends too much time figuring out her outfit choices, and will budge into other people’s lives to try and rework their outfit choices. she has a genuine love for fashion and aesthetic and it shows in the way she presents herself. there is a part of it, of course, that breeds from a sense of obligation. people and reputation matter, and she isn’t about to mess hers up with something as easy to control as how she looks. she loves a dress or a skirt it is a rare day if you see glinda in pants. she’s also usually got a small heel to all her shoes and i just know she can run in them. with ease. she gets new clothes all the time but i can at least promise she donates outfits when she’s done with them after like four or five wears. she will prioritize a look over her own comfort all the time, but at this point she’s so used to that that glinda probably doesn’t get uncomfortable in outfits regardless of how impractical they are. i love her dearly but i don’t know if she’s ever worn sweatpants even once in her life.

[obriengf]

“not okay” thoughts??????

SPOILER FILLED omg please do not proceed unless you have watched this brilliant film thanks x

mia isaac - the STANDOUT for me for the entire runtime

like ya’ll i’m a dylan girl thru and thru, and gorgeous zoey is the main star of this movie

but mia

ya’ll don’t sleep on mia isaac

i know the proper reviews have agreed with me, she is absolutely brilliant and powerful and and empowering, every scene was so strong and she deserves all the praise, all the awards, hands down

her character’s story where it related to real life events.. her trauma was so heartbreaking, and the ptsd scene on the stage really truly got to me and i honestly started tearing up. that was a full panic attack... i’ve lived through many, and it was captured so upsettingly well. mia conveys emotion so so well and i hope you love her as much as i did. 

AND DUDE ----- THE LAST SCENE OF THE MOVIE WITH MIA WAS AHHHHHHHHHHHH MY FAVE PART OF THE WHOLE THIINNG

now...  zoey, wow, her characterisation was SPOT ON

she just gulped up that fame, actual fame whore 

like i hated her but i loved her and but at the same time i was holding my breath for her white lie to be unfolded 

and PHEW it was nuts

“shit gon be nuts” - dylan o’brien, 2022, twitter.

zoey is a phenomenal actress, she can play all sorts of dimensions, but danni was just something else, in a very good way 

she was a crafty lil bitch and i give her kudos, to an extent, and then yes she deserved to be #cancelled over and over again, never coming back from that one 

i was shaking my head at her the whole time like..... honey you’re making it so obvi that you are not traumatised. you just want those likes, you just want that @WEEDBOIIICOLIN so bad.

also SHOUT OUT to the nightmares she was having, and her own personal haunting trauma with the green coat guy. i loved that continuity and how it built her guilt over and over again.

especially with the reveal.. i saw it coming at the last second, but was still surprised when you saw who it really was that was haunting her.

her hampster tho being the soul reason for her lie, giving her the idea, that was iconic. you go hamster. they also had similar hair??? 

her style was wild, very tik tok, very ‘on trend’ thank you quinn for crafting this crazy girl 

zoey you need to be given like 150 gold stars right now, girl. 

now................

dylan.

fuck me.

from the GET GO, from his first words, i was like............. here we go.

“lick the tit” yeah bro, straight off the bat

the little pet name ‘honey’ also got to me

ah DUDE THE WARDROBE DEPARTMENT FOR COLIN WAS HILARIOUS, his last outfit that you see him in, when he walks out of the elevator, i loved it so much i took a photo because i giggled

the was dylan put on that shit talker voice was also so well done, the vernacular he sattired was perfect

everything he said was legit comic relief 

he made it funny with her stupid he was, honestly 

and you could 100% tell that he was doing it to make fun

he better have enjoyed this role because i bloody well did

ANYWAY

DYLAN O’BRIEN’S FUCKING MOANING WILL LIVE IN MY HEAD RENT FREE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE AND I NEED IT ON ACTUAL FUCKIGN REPLAY RIGHT NOW THIS IS NOT A DRILL

his ****** game is also STRONG 

seriously, THAT scene, you’ll know it, in the bathroom

it doesn’t last long but it was literally the set up for every dylan smut scene in fan fic okay 

HIS WORDING WOOWWOWOWOWEVNBKJGE]

I AM STILL DEEEAASDDDDDDDD

ask @ slutobrien because i was messaging her the whole time and i was going craazzyyyyy

my fave is “youre so tight” 

fuck thats dylan fan fic

in a good way.. a very, very, good way 

he also says that he’ll protect her in a very sensual way and yes i believed it i still do i also need it RIGHT NOW.

but yes okay, thank you quinn once again for choosing this god of a man to portray this idiot of a man 

other things i super loved: - the running jokes with kendall jenner loooool - quinn’s cameo!!!!!!!!!!! i squealed, like a lil piggy - the cinematography?!!?!!??! so good  - the support group hanging out together was too cute for words  - special shout out to NADIA for her portrayal of harper!!!!! the villain (?) that we really needed ((((( but like was danni really the villain the whole time and was harper the hero??? hmmmm????)))))) - still love mia isaac - MY 2ND FAVE PART THOOO ,....... OMGG... was when colin said some weird shit and harper was like “you’re from maine” and dylan puts his real voice on for a short moment since colin gets called out for his fakeness HAHAHA too good

Overall, NOT OKAY was a very good, eye-opening, funny film. It really makes you look at the craziness and toxicity that social media carries. It shows you how it can change people, literally, and the lengths they will go to to get those extra followers or those extra likes. Social media can be so dangerous. Watching Mia’s character get absolutely shit over for having a ptsd panic attack, saying she was being a fake victim.. that’s real, unfortunately. It happens so often. Dylan and Zoey have only recently done interviews where they explain that the truth is sometimes never believed, that the lies circulating gets the better of them and puts out negative untrue vibes. 

This movie HAD to be made. And I am so glad that Quinn did it in such a captivating way. 

But I think that there is also another important point made from this movie......

What I have learnt is that it is indeed.. okay... to not be okay. Don’t hide if you’re in pain, because it’s very most likely that the person next to you is also not okay. 

OKAY THAT’S MY REVIEW BYE

[cuteconsortboys]

Hi!

I love your new blog!

It's soo cute!

Could you do some hc for having Asmo, Levi and Mammon as consorts?

'Cause I'm listening again to their song and I cant take them off my mind!

😅😭❤

Hello! I'm so glad you like it!! I just decided to do Asmo and Levi, hope that’s okay!

I can absolutely give you some headcanons!! I hope you like them! (This is human AU <3)

Asmo:

So, let's start with how Asmodeus ended up in your harem.

Asmodeus is not from a noble background, he was actually a commoner before joining your palace.

You met him by accident when you were wandering your city in disguise, keen to spend some time exploring without being recognised.

He was part of the wait staff at a popular tavern, and at the time he was living above the tavern in a single room.

Asmo made a lot from tips (he was by far the most popular server and Asmo was a master at conning grabby old men and women out of their money) but he only really had enough for necessities.

So when you brought him into the palace as your husband, Asmo was just entranced by the riches and the splendour.

During your first dinner together, Asmo burst into tears at the sheer amount of everything.

He gets addicted to it.

He wants expensive outfits and shopping sprees, good food, fresh flowers, the softest linen.

His monthly allowance is very high and he will routinely go over and ask for more money. 

Asmo is very needy with attention too. Just as much as he's needy with money.

He will absolutely storm into your office and demand you love him if you haven't spent a night with him or taken him on a date in a week.

His favourite dates are when you come shopping with him and watch as he tries on outfits and then pay for everything of course.

His wardrobe is the stuff of legend. Every trend, every era, every colour. Other consorts go to him when they don't have anything to wear for big events, but Asmo is petty so if they've done anything to upset him, he refuses to share with them.

Asmo spends most of his time on make up and clothes and with you/ the other consorts, so he doesn't really do anything in particular outside of that. He doesn't run a business, or help with running the country. He's a very typical consort in that sense.

He just want to be happy and have fun with his life, something he was denied for his childhood.

Asmo is completely shameless when it comes to showing you affection. You're his wife! He should be allowed to sit on your lap no matter who's around! Hmph.

He's also very insecure about getting older. He doesn't want you to not find him attractive anymore and then throw him back on the streets. He doesn't have a lovely family estate to return to if you kick him out like the other consorts do.

Uses anti aging creams like he needs them to live.

You jumped about a foot in the air as the door to your office suddenly slammed open, revealing an angry Asmo on the other side. Your guards, who had pulled out their weapons at the sudden entrance, sighed and put them away again.

"Wife!" Asmo announced, striding into the room without blinking at the several still drawn swords. He was dressed in a very revealing and sparkly two piece outfit that showed off a lot of his perfect skin. Several of your guards awkwardly averted their eyes at his boldness.

"Asmo," you acknowledged, putting down your pen. "How can I help you today?"

"Help me?" he said, storming up to the desk until he was standing right beside you. "You can help me by not ignoring me!"

Ahh, you knew what this was about. You’d been working on a new treaty recently, and you hadn’t had time to go to the harem even once. Asmo always seemed to take that personally. 

“I’ve been busy sweetie,” you cooed, pushing your chair away from your desk, freeing up your lap for Asmo to plop himself down on. “I would have much preferred to be spending that time with you, but I couldn’t, I’m sorry.”

Asmo just huffed, adjusting himself on your lap so that his legs were wrapped around your waist. He then buried his head in your shoulder with a sigh. 

“But I was lonely,” he mumbled. “And you had enough time to visit Solomon and not me!”

“I didn’t visit Solomon, he’s winding you up again, just ignore him,” you chuckled, rubbing circles on his back. His bare skin felt warm against your palm. “I’ve been here, working all week. And I need to keep working for a couple more days.” 

“No,” Asmo whined, pressing himself up even closer to you, the many jewels he was adorned with jingling at the movement. “That’s not fair!”

“C’mon lovely, you only have to wait a few more days and then we can go out on a date together, does that sound nice?” you tried to bribe him away so that you could return to your work. As much as you wished you could spend all your time indulging your husbands, this treaty was of the utmost importance and you needed to check and edit it as much as possible ready for the negotiation talks tomorrow. 

“No,” Asmo refused, staying where he was. “You can work if you want, but I’m not leaving.” 

You sighed and waved off one of your guards who had non verbally asked whether Asmo should be escorted out. 

“Fine,” you relented, feeling his grin on your shoulder as soon as the word left your mouth. “But I’m working, and you need to sit still.” 

“Okay!” 

He was such a handful, but it was one of the things you loved most about him. 

Levi:

Levi joined the harem in a more conventional way. 

He was the third son of an important member of your court. Levi’s mother had tried to train him in the social rules of the aristocracy, but he was simply too shy to make connections or further the family influence. 

His mother loved him very much, don’t get me wrong. She was sad that he struggled with this life, but she didn’t punish him for that. 

In the end, she called in a favour you owed her and asked that you take Levi into your harem so that he could have the freedom and protection to do as he pleased, hiding away from the cut throat social circle he would have to be a part of if he stayed with her.

She wanted him to be happy. And you accepted. 

Levi took quite some time to adjust to living in the harem. He remained in his room all the time, having servants bring him food, ignoring everyone else. 

He was very nervous around you. It was a struggle to get him to breath and get through your wedding. 

Eventually though, he slowly got more comfortable. He was glad to be allowed to skip most social events and enjoyed his new, more relaxed lifestyle. 

As a husband, Levi is very shy, both with normal romance and also sex. It takes a long time for him to consent to either and even longer for him to initiate, but once he does, oh boy, Levi is possessive and needy about your attention and affection. 

If he has reason to believe you should be spending time with him and you are spending time with another husband, he will not be happy. Might cry about you not loving him anymore. 

Levi is terrible at following fashion trends. Or even following old fashion rules. He just likes to be comfortable and will rarely dress up properly, and he normally asks you to help him get ready because he doesn’t like the servants poking and prodding at him. If you aren’t available to help him, then hopefully he’s close enough to another consort to get some help. If not, he will get himself ready or refuse to attend at all, depends on how elaborate his outfit is supposed to be for the event. Some outfits are too complex for him to put on himself.

Levi doesn’t have any special duties as a consort, he’s just left to his own devices. He loves collecting things though, including hand carved and hand painted figures from book series or plays he likes. He has his own collections room at the palace where he keeps all his things and the room has full time guards to keep it all safe. 

As you can probably imagine, Levi goes through a lot of money, but he’s pretty good at staying within the budget you give him, as long as it’s enough to buy a couple new figures a fortnight.

“Have you seen Levi anywhere?” you asked Asmo as you passed him at the edge of the ballroom. The party was in full swing, a celebration for a new treaty between your nation and the neighbouring country. Everything was going well. Expect Levi was nowhere to be seen. 

Asmo only shrugged but pointed in the vague direction of the door to the gardens, murmuring that he’d seen him over there not too long ago. You left in that direction, throwing a quick thank you over your shoulder. 

You knew Levi struggled with big gatherings like this, but all of your husbands were required to attend an event like this so you couldn’t give him a full pass like you normally would. Since he suddenly disappeared earlier, you’ve had a ball of nerves settled in your stomach, worried that he’d become overwhelmed and fled and was now struggling all by himself while everyone else was distracted. 

You slipped out of the door and into the gardens, nodding at the handful of people enjoying the fresh air and the fairy lights on the patio. 

But Levi was still nowhere to be seen. Think. Where would he be?

Your eyes flickered over to the darkest corner of the rose garden where you and Levi had spent some time together last week, just lounging on the bench there. Maybe he went to a hidden place that he was familiar with? If you couldn’t find him here, you would have to return to the party and get a team of servants to track him down. 

You walked out into the garden, the music slowly fading into the background the further you went. 

“Levi?” you called gently, trying to keep your voice low. “Are you here?” 

A little sniffle came from around the corner. Ah, there he was. 

“Sorry,” he sniffled as you rounded the corner. “I know I’m supposed to be inside, but I can’t. I’m a failure.” 

His outfit was rumpled and a little dirty from the bench, but he still looked as pretty as he did when you helped him get ready a few hours ago. 

“You’re not a failure, Levi,” you whispered, perching next to him. “Did the crowd get too much?” 

He hummed a miserable yes, so you scooted a little closer and took one of his hands in yours. 

“Why don’t you head to my bedroom while the party wraps up,” you offered, using your thumb to rub comforting circles on the back of his hands. “I can’t leave just yet, but if anyone asks after you, I’ll tell them you didn’t feel well, and when the party is over, I’ll come and we can spend a little time together, how does that sound?”

“I can go and wait in your room?” Levi asked, his eyes flitting up to yours for the first time, although they were still mostly hidden by his fringe. “Really?”

“Of course,” you pressed a kiss on his head. “You’ve shown your face, that’s all I can ask of you.”

“Thanks,” he murmured, standing up from the bench. “Come back soon, okay?”

“I’ll try,” you agreed with a smile. 

Levi nodded before he awkwardly smiled and fled around the other end of the castle to wait in your bedroom for you. 

Best finish up your duties as soon as possible. 

[transgenderteensurvivalguide]

“Elliot Page doesn’t remember exactly how long he had been asking.

But he does remember the acute feeling of triumph when, around age 9, he was finally allowed to cut his hair short. “I felt like a boy,” Page says. “I wanted to be a boy. I would ask my mom if I could be someday.” Growing up in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Page visualized himself as a boy in imaginary games, freed from the discomfort of how other people saw him: as a girl. After the haircut, strangers finally started perceiving him the way he saw himself, and it felt both right and exciting.

The joy was short-lived. Months later, Page got his first break, landing a part as a daughter in a Canadian mining family in the TV movie Pit Pony. He wore a wig for the film, and when Pit Pony became a TV show, he grew his hair out again. “I became a professional actor at the age of 10,” Page says. And pursuing that passion came with a difficult compromise. “Of course I had to look a certain way.”

We are speaking in late February. It is the first interview Page, 34, has given since disclosing in December that he is transgender, in a heartfelt letter posted to Instagram, and he is crying before I have even uttered a question. “Sorry, I’m going to be emotional, but that’s cool, right?” he says, smiling through his tears.

It’s hard for him to talk about the days that led up to that disclosure. When I ask how he was feeling, he looks away, his neck exposed by a new short haircut. After a pause, he presses his hand to his heart and closes his eyes. “This feeling of true excitement and deep gratitude to have made it to this point in my life,” he says, “mixed with a lot of fear and anxiety.”

It’s not hard to understand why a trans person would be dealing with conflicting feelings in this moment. Increased social acceptance has led to more young people describing themselves as trans—1.8% of Gen Z compared with 0.2% of boomers, according to a recent Gallup poll—yet this has fueled conservatives who are stoking fears about a “transgender craze.” President Joe Biden has restored the right of transgender military members to serve openly, and in Hollywood, trans people have never had more meaningful time onscreen. Meanwhile, J.K. Rowling is leveraging her cultural capital to oppose transgender equality in the name of feminism, and lawmakers are arguing in the halls of Congress over the validity of gender identities. “Sex has become a political football in the culture wars,” says Chase Strangio, deputy director for transgender justice at the ACLU.

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And so Page—who charmed America as a precocious pregnant teenager in Juno, constructed dreamscapes in Inception and now stars in Netflix’s hit superhero show The Umbrella Academy, the third season of which he’s filming in Toronto—expected that his news would be met with both applause and vitriol. “What I was anticipating was a lot of support and love and a massive amount of hatred and transphobia,” says Page. “That’s essentially what happened.” What he did not anticipate was just how big this story would be. Page’s announcement, which made him one of the most famous out trans people in the world, started trending on Twitter in more than 20 countries. He gained more than 400,000 new followers on Instagram on that day alone. Thousands of articles were published. Likes and shares reached the millions. Right-wing podcasters readied their rhetoric about “women in men’s locker rooms.” Casting directors reached out to Page’s manager saying it would be an honor to cast Page in their next big movie.

So, it was a lot. Over the course of two conversations, Page will say that understanding himself in all the specifics remains a work in progress. Fathoming one’s gender, an identity innate and performed, personal and social, fixed and evolving, is complicated enough without being under a spotlight that never seems to turn off. But having arrived at a critical juncture, Page feels a deep sense of responsibility to share his truth. “Extremely influential people are spreading these myths and damaging rhetoric—every day you’re seeing our existence debated,” Page says. “Transgender people are so very real.”

That role in Pit Pony led to other productions and eventually, when Page was 16, to a film called Mouth to Mouth. Playing a young anarchist, Page had a chance to cut his hair again. This time, he shaved it off completely. The kids at his high school teased him, but in photos he has posted from that time on social media he looks at ease. Page’s head was still shaved when he mailed in an audition tape for the 2005 thriller Hard Candy. The people in charge of casting asked him to audition again in a wig. Soon, the hair was back.

Page’s tour de force performance in Hard Candy led, two years later, to Juno, a low-budget indie film that brought Page Oscar, BAFTA and Golden Globe nominations and sudden megafame. The actor, then 21, struggled with the stresses of that ascension. The endless primping, red carpets and magazine spreads were all agonizing reminders of the disconnect between how the world saw Page and who he knew himself to be. “I just never recognized myself,” Page says. “For a long time I could not even look at a photo of myself.” It was difficult to watch the movies too, especially ones in which he played more feminine roles.

Page loved making movies, but he also felt alienated by Hollywood and its standards. Alia Shawkat, a close friend and co-star in 2009’s Whip It,describes all the attention from Juno as scarring. “He had a really hard time with the press and expectations,” Shawkat says. “‘Put this on! And look this way! And this is sexy!’”

By the time he appeared in blockbusters like X-Men: The Last Stand and Inception, Page was suffering from depression, anxiety and panic attacks. He didn’t know, he says, “how to explain to people that even though [I was] an actor, just putting on a T-shirt cut for a woman would make me so unwell.” Shawkat recalls Page’s struggles with clothes. “I’d be like, ‘Hey, look at all these nice outfits you’re getting,’ and he would say, ‘It’s not me. It feels like a costume,’” she says. Page tried to convince himself that he was fine, that someone who was fortunate enough to have made it shouldn’t have complaints. But he felt exhausted by the work required to “just exist,” and thought more than once about quitting acting.

In 2014, Page came out as gay, despite feeling for years that “being out was impossible” given his career. (Gender identity and sexual orientation are, of course, distinct, but one queer identity can coexist with another.) In an emotional speech at a Human Rights Campaign conference, Page talked about being part of an industry “that places crushing standards” on actors and viewers alike. “There are pervasive stereotypes about masculinity and femininity that define how we’re all supposed to act, dress and speak,” Page went on. “And they serve no one.”

The actor started wearing suits on the red carpet. He found love, marrying choreographer Emma Portner in 2018. He asserted more agency in his career, producing his own films with LGBTQ leads like Freeheld and My Days of Mercy. And he made a masculine wardrobe a condition of taking roles. Yet the daily discord was becoming unbearable. “The difference in how I felt before coming out as gay to after was massive,” says Page. “But did the discomfort in my body ever go away? No, no, no, no.”

In part, it was the isolation forced by the pandemic that brought to a head Page’s wrestling with gender. (Page and Portner separated last summer, and the two divorced in early 2021. “We’ve remained close friends,” Page says.) “I had a lot of time on my own to really focus on things that I think, in so many ways, unconsciously, I was avoiding,” he says. He was inspired by trailblazing trans icons like Janet Mock and Laverne Cox, who found success in Hollywood while living authentically. Trans writers helped him understand his feelings; Page saw himself reflected in P. Carl’s memoir Becoming a Man. Eventually “shame and discomfort” gave way to revelation. “I was finally able to embrace being transgender,” Page says, “and letting myself fully become who I am.”

This led to a series of decisions. One was asking the world to call him by a different name, Elliot, which he says he’s always liked. Page has a tattoo that says E.P. PHONE HOME, a reference to a movie about a young boy with that name. “I loved E.T. when I was a kid and always wanted to look like the boys in the movies, right?” he says. The other decision was to use different pronouns—for the record, both he/him and they/them are fine. (When I ask if he has a preference on pronouns for the purposes of this story, Page says, “He/him is great.”)

A day before we first speak, Page will talk to his mom about this interview and she will tell him, “I’m just so proud of my son.” He grows emotional relating this and tries to explain that his mom, the daughter of a minister, who was born in the 1950s, was always trying to do what she thought was best for her child, even if that meant encouraging young Page to act like a girl. “She wants me to be who I am and supports me fully,” Page says. “It is a testament to how people really change.”

Another decision was to get top surgery. Page volunteers this information early in our conversation; at the time he posted his disclosure on Instagram, he was recovering in Toronto. Like many trans people, Page emphasizes being trans isn’t all about surgery. For some people, it’s unnecessary. For others, it’s unaffordable. For the wider world, the media’s focus on it has sensationalized transgender bodies, inviting invasive and inappropriate questions. But Page describes surgery as something that, for him, has made it possible to finally recognize himself when he looks in the mirror, providing catharsis he’s been waiting for since the “total hell” of puberty. “It has completely transformed my life,” he says. So much of his energy was spent on being uncomfortable in his body, he says. Now he has that energy back.

For the transgender community at large, visibility does not automatically lead to acceptance. Around the globe, transgender people deal disproportionately with violence and discrimination. Anti-trans hate crimes are on the rise in the U.K. along with increasingly transphobic rhetoric in newspapers and tabloids. In the U.S., in addition to the perennial challenges trans people face with issues like poverty and homelessness, a flurry of bills in state legislatures would make it a crime to provide transition-related medical care to trans youth. And crass old jokes are still in circulation. When Biden lifted the ban on open service for transgender troops, Saturday Night Live’s Michael Che did a bit on Weekend Update about the policy being called “don’t ask, don’t tuck.”

Page says coming out as trans was “selfish” on one level: “It’s for me. I want to live and be who I am.” But he also felt a moral imperative to do so, given the times. Human identity is complicated and mysterious, but politics insists on fitting everything into boxes. In today’s culture wars, simplistic beliefs about gender—e.g., chromosomes = destiny—are so widespread and so deep-seated that many people who hold those beliefs don’t feel compelled to consider whether they might be incomplete or prejudiced. On Feb. 24, after a passionate debate on legislation that would ban discrimination against LGBTQ people, Representative Marie Newman, an Illinois Democrat, proudly displayed the pride flag in support of her daughter, who is trans. Representative Marjorie Taylor Greene, a Georgia Republican, responded by hanging a poster outside her office that read: There are TWO genders: MALE & FEMALE.

The next day Dr. Rachel Levine, who stands to become the first openly transgender federal official confirmed by the Senate, endured a tirade from Senator Rand Paul about “genital mutilation” during her confirmation hearing. My second conversation with Page happens shortly after this. He brings it up almost immediately, and seems both heartbroken and determined. He wants to emphasize that top surgery, for him, was “not only life-changing but lifesaving.” He implores people to educate themselves about trans lives, to learn how crucial medical care can be, to understand that lack of access to it is one of the many reasons that an estimated 41% of transgender people have attempted suicide, according to one survey.

Page has been in the political trenches for a while, having leaned into progressive activism after coming out as queer in 2014. For two seasons, he and best friend Ian Daniel filmed Gaycation, a Viceland series that explored LGBTQ culture around the world and, at one point, showed Page grilling Senator Ted Cruz at the Iowa State Fair about discrimination against queer people. In 2019, Page made a documentary called There’s Something in the Water, which explores environmental hardships experienced by communities of color in Nova Scotia, with $350,000 of his own money. That activism extends to his own industry: in 2017, he published a Facebook post that, among other things, accused director Brett Ratner of forcibly outing him as gay on the set of an X-Men movie. (A representative for Ratner did not respond to a request for comment.)

As a trans person who is white, wealthy and famous, Page has a unique kind of privilege, and with it an opportunity to advocate for those with less. According to the U.S. Trans Survey, a large-scale report from 2015, transgender people of color are more likely to experience unemployment, harassment by police and refusals of medical care. Nearly half of all Black respondents reported being denied equal treatment, verbally harassed and/or physically attacked in the past year. Trans people as a group fare much worse on such stats than the general population. “My privilege has allowed me to have resources to get through and to be where I am today,” Page says, “and of course I want to use that privilege and platform to help in the ways I can.”

Since his disclosure, Page has been mostly quiet on social media. One exception has been to tweet on behalf of the ACLU, which is in the midst of fighting anti-trans bills and laws around the country, including those that ban transgender girls and women from participating in sports. Mississippi Governor Tate Reeves says he will sign such a bill in the name of “protect[ing] young girls.” Page played competitive soccer and vividly recalls the agony of being told he would have to play on the girls’ team once he aged out of mixed-gender squads. After an appeal, Page was allowed to play with the boys for an additional year. Today, several bills list genitalia as a requirement for deciding who plays on which team. “I would have been in that position as a kid,” Page says. “It’s horrific.”

All this advocacy is unlikely to make life easier. “You can’t enter into certain spaces as a public trans person,” says the ACLU’s Strangio, “without being prepared to spend some percentage of your life being threatened and harassed.” Yet, while he seems overwhelmed at times, Page is also eager. Many of the political attacks on trans people—whether it is a mandate that bathroom use be determined by birth sex, a blanket ban on medical interventions for trans kids or the suggestion that trans men are simply wayward women beguiled by male privilege—carry the same subtext: that trans people are mistaken about who they are. “We know who we are,” Page says. “People cling to these firm ideas [about gender] because it makes people feel safe. But if we could just celebrate all the wonderful complexities of people, the world would be such a better place.”

Even if Page weren’t vocal, his public presence would communicate something powerful. That is in part because of what Paisley Currah, a professor of political science at Brooklyn College, calls “visibility gaps.” Historically, trans women have been more visible, in culture and in Hollywood, than trans men. There are many explanations: Our culture is obsessed with femininity. Men’s bodies are less policed and scrutinized. Patriarchal people tend to get more emotional about who is considered to be in the same category as their daughters. “And a lot of trans men don’t stand out as trans,” says Currah, who is a trans man himself. “I think we’ve taken up less of the public’s attention because masculinity is sort of the norm.”

During our interviews, Page will repeatedly refer to himself as a “transgender guy.” He also calls himself nonbinary and queer, but for him, transmasculinity is at the center of the conversation right now. “It’s a complicated journey,” he says, “and an ongoing process.”

While the visibility gap means that trans men have been spared some of the hate endured by trans women, it has also meant that people like Page have had fewer models. “There were no examples,” Page says of growing up in Halifax in the 1990s. There are many queer people who have felt “that how they feel deep inside isn’t a real thing because they never saw it reflected back to them,” says Tiq Milan, an activist, author and transgender man. Page offers a reflection: “They can see that and say, ‘You know what, that’s who I am too,’” Milan says. When there aren’t examples, he says, “people make monsters of us.”

For decades, that was something Hollywood did. As detailed in the 2020 Netflix documentary Disclosure, transgender people have been portrayed onscreen as villainous and deceitful, tragic subplots or the butt of jokes. In a sign of just how far the industry has come—spurred on by productions like Pose and trailblazers like Mock—Netflix offered to change the credits on The Umbrella Academy the same day that its star posted his statement on social media. Now when an episode ends, the first words viewers see are “Elliot Page.”

Today, there are many out trans and nonbinary actors, directors and producers. Storylines involving trans people are more common, more respectful. Sometimes that aspect of identity is even incidental, rather than the crux of a morality tale. And yet Hollywood can still seem a frightening place for LGBTQ people to come out. “It’s an industry that says, ‘Don’t do that,’” says director Silas Howard, who got his break on Amazon’s show Transparent, which made efforts to hire transgender crew members. “I wouldn’t have been hired if they didn’t have a trans initiative,” Howard says. “I’m always aware of that.”

So what will it mean for Page’s career? While Page has appeared in many projects, he also faced challenges landing female leads because he didn’t fit Hollywood’s narrow mold. Since Page’s Instagram post, his team is seeing more activity than they have in years. Many of the offers coming in—to direct, to produce, to act—are trans-related, but there are also some “dude roles.”

Downtime in quarantine helped Page accept his gender identity. “I was finally able to embrace being transgender,” he says.

Page was attracted to the role of Vanya in The Umbrella Academy because—in the first season, released in 2019—Vanya is crushed by self-loathing, believing herself to be the only ordinary sibling in an extraordinary family. The character can barely summon the courage to move through the world. “I related to how much Vanya was closed off,” Page says. Now on set filming the third season, co-workers have seen a change in the actor. “It seems like there’s a tremendous weight off his shoulders, a feeling of comfort,” says showrunner Steve Blackman. “There’s a lightness, a lot more smiling.” For Page, returning to set has been validating, if awkward at times. Yes, people accidentally use the wrong pronouns—“It’s going to be an adjustment,” Page says—but co-workers also see and acknowledge him.

The debate over whether cisgender people, who have repeatedly collected awards for playing trans characters, should continue to do so has largely been settled. However, trans actors have rarely been considered for cisgender parts. Whatever challenges might lie ahead, Page seems exuberant about playing a new spectrum of roles. “I’m really excited to act, now that I’m fully who I am, in this body,” Page says. “No matter the challenges and difficult moments of this, nothing amounts to getting to feel how I feel now.”

This includes having short hair again. During our interview, Page keeps rearranging strands on his forehead. It took a long time for him to return to the barber’s chair and ask to cut it short, but he got there. And how did that haircut feel?

Page tears up again, then smiles. “I just could not have enjoyed it more,” he says.”

[glowingbadger]

Can I get some SFW and nsfw modern day Kaeya and Diluc stuff? Ty ty!

Damn I hadn't even thought about ModernAU Genshin before lol should be interesting- lesgoooo~

Side note- Genshin refuses to make actual sense of any of the ages of its characters, so I'm going with, like... mid-20's, semi-recently out of college for these two.

Kaeya, Diluc x GN Reader - ModernAU! headcanons

SFW (nsfw below the cut)

Kaeya:

- He's in law school, and has a real knack for discovering hilarious and exploitable legal loopholes. It's also a field that suits him for a number of reasons- it makes use of his infectious natural charm, and keeps him entertained with the 'stories' you happen upon working with people's legal and personal problems. He's also the best dressed in any of his classes, and in any given courtroom. Those who know luxury clothing when they see it can't help incredulously wondering how he affords his wardrobe while still technically a student.

- Kaeya is such a shitposter. He habitually 'likes' any and everything you post on any and all social media platforms- but he'll also comment "mmm who's that sexy thing" beneath the most innocuous images of you. He sends you dumb memes at concerning hours of the night- frequently while intoxicated, and especially when you've had a stressful day.

- As a partner, Kaeya is surprisingly loyal. His friends (and yours) will joke about him being a total slut, how you must have to keep him on such a short leash. He doesn't take offense to this though, and in a way, he gets a kick out of being perceived this way. But in truth, since he's been with you, he's never once considered anyone else. When you're alone together, there's a warmth in his gaze and a gentleness to his touch that no one else has ever seen.

- Everywhere Kaeya goes, he seems to "know a guy." He's always got an in- and an elaborate story of how he met this person and why they're, frankly, worryingly open to doing him favors. It's rare that a date with Kaeya goes by without you being offered free drinks, free desserts, a better seat at a restaurant or theatre, etc. Generally, when pressed, he'll wave a hand and say, "Babe come on, you know me- I just love making friends." Though you've heard whispers that some of his "friends" are just people who can't afford to be on his bad side.

Diluc:

- Was on track to become a police officer for some time, but it took barely a month from completing his training for him to become entirely disillusioned with the entire system. He quit (bluntly and forcefully, I might add) and now works as a P.I. His quietly thoughtful and serious nature puts clients at ease while allowing him to examine each case efficiently and effectively. I also figure we'd still carry over the "bartending at night" angle from the games- it's a great way to network and gain intel while undercover.

- His phone is basically a device for work, the news, and sometimes for contacting you, and absolutely nothing else. He hates the constant noise of social media, and refuses to jump on trends when things move too fast to get meaningfully invested in anything. Still, while he tries to angle his screen so you won't see it, he has set a picture of you as his wallpaper.

- Diluc loves the quiet, domestic side of your relationship. He treasures things like cooking together, cuddling on the couch with a movie, or even working on chores and projects together. He comes from money (though he doesn't talk about it much), so the more down to earth life that he's made with you is precious to him, and he appreciates all of the little moments that reaffirm your bond. That said, he does have an excellent memory for things like birthdays, anniversaries and such, and he is not shy about spending some cash on such occasions.

- Your friends all think he's super hot (and they're right), but are also a bit intimidated by him. Once, you tried showing them a sweet message he sent you drowning in heart emojis and they insisted that couldn't be him. Now there's a running joke in your friend group about your secret side-guy who leaves you nice voicemails when you've had a bad day and has flowers sent to your work- since they're convinced someone as serious and put-together as Diluc couldn't be your incredibly affectionate boyfriend.

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Kaeya:

- Kaeya loves showing you off, especially in an outfit he bought just for you. It seriously turns him on to watch you over a nice dinner out wearing something a bit risque that he selected for you, noting the appreciative glances in your direction from others nearby, and knowing that you're his. The way his line of sight wanders your body all night makes it exceedingly clear that he can't wait to tear that lovely outfit off of you when he has you alone.

- Definitely the adventurous and experimental sort when it comes to kink, and he especially enjoys a bit of exhibitionism or semi-public fooling around. During a similar date night, with you looking so positively delicious across the table, he'll watch with a wolfish smirk as you squirm from the vibrations of a toy he pushed inside of you earlier that evening. He reclines in his seat and levels his gaze on you, saying, "My, darling, are you feeling alright? You look a bit flushed..." as his hand fiddles with the toy's remote. Then, once he gets you home or- even better -to a hotel, he'll press you against the window as he fucks you into panting, mindless bliss. Sometimes he doesn't even want to wait that long, and he'll find somewhere to park his car and fuck you in his back seat

- Kaeya has sending dick pics and lewd selfies down to an art. Seriously, his pictures are beautiful- of course helped by the fact that his body is gorgeous as well. Naturally, he loves to receive erotic images of you as well, and will save each and every one of them for "later use." If you're into it, he'll gladly send you a video of himself stroking his cock just for you, while describing every filthy thing he imagines doing to you in explicit detail.

Diluc:

- Generally speaking, Diluc wants to wine and dine you before the spicy business. He's a romantic at heart, and he wants you to know that he adores every part of you- and your body just happens to be one item on that list. He's not as obvious with his desires as some, but lingering gazes across the dinner table, or a hand at the small of your back trailing around your waist, all make his intentions clear. There's no doubt your lovely evening together will end with his strong body pressing you against his matress, his lips at your throat and your thighs clinging around his hips.

- He's generally fairly private about his sex life- not shy, per say, but insistent that your mutual pleasure is something for only the two of you. He's also not likely to sext or send lewd photos unless you really, really want them (and he's kind of adorably awkward about it at first even if he does try for you)- but if you tease him by sending him something naughty, his mind short circuits. His face burns crimson and he stops whatever he was doing and just stares at your beautiful body on the screen, as though he can already feel you in his hands.

- Diluc is a busy man, so there's likely to be stretches when the time and energy for sex simply isn't there. But once he's wrapped up a case and he finally has some time to breathe, you can bet he'll lift you into his arms and carry you to the bedroom the first chance he gets. You might even start to suspect that it's a way for him to vent his work stress when his thick cock pounds into you so nice and steady and deep- but you're certainly not about to complain, especially when you've been without him for so long.

[sk-lumen]

i want to upgrade my looks, mostly the way i dress, where should i start from?

Hi darling,

Upgrading my physical appearance is actually one of my favorite ways to glow up. After all, it's the first thing that others see, right? That’s not to say that any other area of self development is less important. In fact, I always emphasize that elevating your mindset is the first step; physical appearance comes after, and then everything else.

Here's my practical approach to upgrading your physical appearance (fashion specifically, if you would like I can post another article for hair, skin, etc):

1. First of all, cull your wardrobe.

With the new year around the corner, it's the perfect time to unclutter your wardrobe! Dedicate an afternoon or even just a few hours to set some jazzy music, and get down to business. Starting from shoes, lingerie, tops and bottoms, dresses, sweaters and coats - review what resonates with the new you, and what's part of the past. Use these questions as pointers if you're unsure:

- would you want to be seen by the man of your dreams wearing this item? - do you feel confident and 'in your element' while wearing it? - have you worn this item in the past 6-12 months? - is it in good state (does it have any frayed edges, washed out colours, or is coming undone)? - does it resonate with the persona you want to become, your new style, new aesthetic, new mindset? would the new you wear this?

If the answer is no to most of the above, it's time to let that item go.

2. Sit down and actually define what you want your new style to be.

- what are your favorite colors? what colors make you feel in your element? - what style? (sporty, elegant, casual, academic, etc) - what textures? - what patterns? - what combinations? - what's the energy you want to exude with your new look?

By answering these questions, you'll be able to create your signature wardrobe, your signature style that is specifically tailored for your tastes and needs. Remember, being classy means following the principles of elegance, timelessness, or function and efficiency. It's about following what works for you, not just what looks trendy on the runway.

I can guarantee that if you wear the style that represents your identity, you will feel, act and be more confident than if you threw on a popular outfit that is the momentary trend.

3. Now that you know your new style, create a visionboard with inspiring photos.

This is the most fun part. Use Tumblr, Pinterest or WeHeartIt to find photos that reflect your new style. Collect dozens, hundreds of photos, as much as you want!

Just brainstorm ideas for looks that resonate with you and make you feel like a queen.

4. Create a list of specific items for your new wardrobe.

This means pulling out your journal or your laptop and writing down the exact items you want. The level of detail here depends on you. You can go two ways with this:

You can even skip this step if you prefer to shop spontaneously and just enjoy the process of new discoveries.

Or as in my case, go very detailed. Personally, I'm the kind of person who uses Excel lists for literally everything, including my wardrobe glow-up. For instance, under my Jewellery section I have items like pearl earrings (timeless and beautiful), silver necklace with my name tag, and particular bracelets and watches that all work together in terms of aesthetics and style.

See, that's why it's so helpful as first step to define what your style is. That way, once it's all set up in your wardrobe, any combination of accessories and clothes will look good because it was intended to work as a unit, and not just random pieces with no underlying intention.

5. Start shopping!

You know your new style, you have a style visionboard and a clear list of items to find... now it's time to start shopping!

Remember that you shouldn't break the bank just to elevate your physical appearance. Any self improvement should be done in strategic, practical, progressive way. In the case of upgrading your wardrobe, this is something that may take from several weeks, months to even half a year or more - depending on your particular situation.

6. Organize your new wardrobe.

Creating a capsule wardrobe (a concept popular in minimalism) will transform your life. It means choosing quality over quantity, and carefully selecting each item in your wardrobe, so that it is easily manageable at the end of the year when you want to do a refresh. It’s easy to put an outfit together daily, and just overall so satisfying.

When your clothing is carefully chosen, and effectively organized, you’ll know where you can find anything at the drop of a hat, and make dressing up so much easier. And that’s the whole point of upgrading any area of your life - making your life easier and more enjoyable!

Hope this helps ❤️ -Lumen

[plussizeappreciationfics]

Series: Just the assistant..?

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Plus sized reader

Summary: [Y/N], Tom's personal assistant knows that she shouldn't have fallen in love with her employer but she just couldn't help herself. When she thinks that her biggest wish is about to come true, a third party arrives and makes her question whether she'd ever have a chance to escape her situation and simply be loved back by the person she loves the most...

Warning(s): adult language

Word count: 2,3k 

Picture(s) found on: Pinterest/Google

CHAPTER TWO: The boundaries have been overstepped

“I’m fine, just make sure that the stylist closes the door behind her once you’re gone” [Y/N] spoke into her phone before letting out a soft cough, her throat sore and itchy. She heard a long sigh from the other end of the line and rolled her eyes.

“Tom, this isn’t the first time I’m sick. So what, I caught a cold a three days ago, it’s not the end of the world” she couldn’t see the actor’s frown increasing on his face as he listened to her weak voice explaining her situation. 

Hours before, the assistant had been tossing and turning in her bed for quite a while, her body not being at peace because it longed to be held again by Tom. She couldn’t stop thinking about the dinner, how intense his stares has been and how he suddenly seemed so interested in her. [Y/N] was staring at the dark ceiling of her room and shook her head in contentment, having a feeling that something special would happen to her very soon.

He felt bad because he technically had been the reason his assistant had gotten sick in the first place; After their celebration dinner, Tom had ended up not being able to fall asleep, so he had called [Y/N] over and they ended up stargazing in his backyard, barely speaking a word with each other. They just sat next to each other, shoulders and arms touching and looked up the beautiful sky with a faint smile ghosting on their lips.

By the time [Y/N] had returned home, she was a coughing and sneezing mess and thus resulted in her having to take a week off because she had caught a nasty cold. She was on her 4th day off and pretty much enjoyed not having to do much physical activity besides feeding herself and taking her medication on time.

“Tom? Are you still there?” the assistant asked, wondering why he was being so silent. The actor cleared his throat and felt his stomach churn in discomfort, the intense need to take care of [Y/N] making it hard for him to focus on anything else. He couldn’t have a good day while knowing that she was in poor health and discomfort, he wished that he could heal her with a simple hug but that was obviously impossible.

Her thoughts had been interrupted by Tom calling her, nervously asking her if his call wasn’t a disturbance because the world was fast asleep. [Y/N] gently told him that she hadn’t been able to sleep either before happily accepting his invitation to stargaze in his backyard as he had one of the best views.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m still here…Just let me know if there’s anything I can do for you. Anything. I-need you-I mean we need you strong and healthy again” Tom added a quick fake cough at the end as he had realized that he was starting to slip, he had been thinking about his assistant a lot the past few days and had found himself calling and texting her more than usual, she reciprocated to his mood and energy though. So he knew that he wasn’t bothering her at all.

Her stomach was fluttering in delight and she couldn’t help but smile and stare into space. Something is happening, Tom has been very attentive and kinda needy of my presence the last few days…Maybe he’s starting to feel the same way…Or maybe he’s going through something and is gathering the courage to finally share it with me…

“I’ll be fineeeeee, just don’t forget to tell me who your costars will be on the play. Bye” and with that, [Y/N] quickly hung up the phone before releasing the breath she didn’t know she was holding in. She had heard the slip up and forced herself to not read too much in between the lines. 

“Anyhow” [Y/N] muttered to herself while getting comfortable under the warm sheets of her bed. She still had three days of peace and quiet and was enjoying them by getting as much sleep as possible and catching up with her reading list. Today she would’ve had a busy day ahead; Tom had 2 talk shows appearances. 

She thankfully already had helped him arrange his wardrobe for the appearances through her phone and laptop, the stylist only had to come by and deliver the suits, which would be in an hour, but [Y/N] already had strictly (but kindly) instructed her to do her job and make sure that everything was alright with the clothes.

Tom had gotten a fresh trim the morning and had decided to let his long curls stay the way they were (because [Y/N] had voiced a nice compliment about the way it looked so the actor silently decided to grow it out a little more).

His driver was also on his way as he preferred to be driven to public events. Tom’s fans were known for blocking entries and streets once they’d know he’d be present somewhere. He loved his fans to death, but he knew that driving himself through a sea of frantic people (with his already bad eyesight) could cause a serious accident. 

Everything that had to be done, was done. So, [Y/N] was able to relax and focus on getting her health back on track.

She took one final glance at her phone before locking the screen and placing it on her nightstand, feeling tired and sore. It didn’t take her long to fall asleep, with her special someone lingering in her mind…

“What are you doing here?” [Y/N] wondered in confusion upon seeing Tom welcome himself into her home, his jacket already removed along with the shoes. He then made his way over to the couch where she comfortably seated, her phone in her hand and looking through her mails. She silently was thankfully for the shower she had taken thirty minutes ago because she looked like her normal self and also smelled good.

“I am here to keep you company on your final days off as I know that you have missed my presence oh so much” the actor added a dramatic sigh while sitting next to his assistant and appreciating her beauty from up close. “Of course did I miss you, I can’t stand to be parted from you for so long, oh my dear Thomas” she reciprocated his dramatic and sarcastic tone, although she was being completely honest.

Three days later

“Then we shall enjoy each other’s company before the hectic and busy world seeks our attention again, M’lady” the actor spoke with a chuckle, the bright smile on his face still very much present. He was wearing a simple pair of blue pants and his famous dark blue sweater, he looked as scrumptious as always. 

[Y/N] had to swallow hard as she forced her eyes to not scan him from head to toe, it would make it obvious that she was attracted to him, emotionally and physically. These next few hours certainly would be trick and tempting…

“Do you want to watch a movie?” Tom suggested, placed his arm around her shoulder and gave her a gentle squeeze for no reason at all (Well…we all know the reason, don’t we?). “Sure, you can pick one out!” [Y/N] spoke with excitement, euphoria pumping through her blood as she now knew that she was addicted to his touch. No one had ever made her feel so comfortable. She was a confident woman but to feel this extra layer of security and comfort just soothed her soul on the daily.

“We can watch whatever you want, darling” Tom mumbled, feeling a rush of contentment himself from purely having her this close to him. [Y/N] took the remote in her hand and opened the Netflix app, she looked through her daily suggestions and the top ten of most popular movies that were currently trending. Tom’s soft fingers were playing with the material of her shirt, reaching the hem of her sleeve and then smoothly drawing random patterns on her soft skin.

“How about Spirited Away? It’s been years since I’ve seen that masterpiece!” [Y/N] happily suggested, “Plus the movie also shows how love can be so strong, even when the two people barely acknowledge or talk about it. It’s all about the actions”. Hearing the short description had the actor instantly curious and so he agreed to watch it, despite never having seen it himself.

Both relaxed against the couch (yes, Tom’s arm still around [Y/N]’s shoulder, now having moved even closer so that their bodies were in constant contact), before the movie was playing on the screen. [Y/N] randomly explained certain scenes that had the actor a little bit confused and once he’d understand the reference or meaning behind it, he couldn’t help but lean in and whisper his thanks into her ear. To say that the tension was thick, sizzling yet light and delicate was an understatement.

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[Y/N] slowly opened her eyes, letting out a tired sigh while slowly acknowledging the conscious world again. “Mhm” she mumbled, realizing that she had fallen asleep sometime during the movie. She was about to sit up straight when a strong, but gentle grip around her thick waist pulled her back.

Fuck.

She turned her head to look behind her and saw Tom sleeping peacefully, having lied down behind her at some point. He grumbled softly in his slumber before pulling her warm body closer to him again. [Y/N] felt like she was about to have a heart attack. But she still slowly repositioned herself in her previous position and stared at the TV screen.

She knew that they had overstepped a heavy boundary of their professional relationship. But did she feel bad? Nope. She felt so at ease, it was like his arms were made just for her. The current moment was one she had often dreamed about and to actually have the privilege to experience it was just indescribable.

“[Y/N]….” Tom whispered in his sleep, his voice low and rich with smoothness. He was literally trying to pull her into his body, his hands gently squeezing one of her stomach rolls. She felt his toned chest against her back along with the body heat he was radiating onto her, his head now nuzzling in the crook of her neck. When his soft breaths tickled her sensitive skin, [Y/N] thought that she was about to burst into flames. The acts were so intimate yet tender, everything she had always assumed about him now being true.

Tom Hiddleston was a clingy sleep cuddler.

“Fuck” she whispered again when he let out a content sigh, already having tears brim her eyes as this all felt like dream. The man she had been loving for three years now was finally reciprocating her love. 

[Y/N] closed her eyes and enjoyed the amazing feeling of pure love and joy, she even reached her arm out and gently ran her hand through Tom’s soft curls and sighed in pure delight herself. She wished that she could stay like this forever, just the two of them. 

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“[Y/N]?”

Her eyes fluttered open and she (again) took acknowledgment of her surroundings. She still was lying on her couch, But Tom was now sitting next to her, along with two bags of takeout resting on her coffee table.

“Mhm? I’m awake” [Y/N] mumbled once her brain recognized the sound of Tom’s soft voice calling out for her.

“Are you hungry? I ordered Thai as it’s almost six in the evening and you haven’t eaten anything yet” his gaze was soft and kind. The assistant nodded her head and slowly sat up, silently comprehending that Tom had woken up after she had fallen back asleep again. She felt a pang of disappointment churn in her stomach once she also realized that he was pretending like nothing had happened.

“Thanks Tom, I must have fallen asleep. My bad”

But she also understood and accepted why.

“Nothing to be sorry about, I fell asleep myself and actually had a great rest. The past few days had been very stressful, and I had really needed an afternoon of peace and quiet. So thanks again, [Y/N], for letting me enjoy your company”.

Tom’s appreciation speech actually mended the disappointment she felt, she hadn’t known about the few sorrows and stressed he had had because he hadn’t voiced them to her at all, despite having texted and called her plenty of times throughout the day.

Wow…

“You’re welcome, Tom” was all she was able to respond before reaching for the takeout bags and looking at what deliciousness were awaiting her. She ignored his piercing stare, not knowing why she suddenly was the sole focus of his attention. It was hard doing so because she felt like his eyes were burning holes on the side of her face.

“You’re very beautiful, [Y/N].

She turned to him, a bright smile creeping upon her face as her heart skipped a beat. “Thank you Tom, you are handsome yourself”. He chuckled and finally looked down at his lap, a slight crimson shade appearing on his cheeks as he felt flustered and appreciated.

[Y/N] handed him the second bag of food before removing the items in her own bag. 

“That’s amazing! Do you want me to book a table at your usual restaurant?” [Y/N] asked while feeling happy for Tom’s friends, she knew that he’d have a blast with the play and that sole thought left her smiling to herself while the actor continued to share the details of the upcoming play to her, still sitting very close to her and barely being able to keep her eyes off her beautiful face.

“By the way, I have great news”, [Y/N] hummed as in indication that she was listening while continuing to unpack her food. “Charlie and Zawe have been casted as the other two main characters in the play! We’ll be all going to dinner tomorrow!”

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