#or maybe they did idk

[alukaforyou]

my sukuna brainrot had me researching goryeo period hanbok if sukuna was born around late 900s thats riiight about when goryeo was achieving true unification of the kr peninsula tbh im more versed in joseon era hanbok cuz thats like THEE PEAK of hanbok aes imo we all kno these iconic looks

we have artwork & photos even so researching joseon era hanbok is easy peasy but idk SHID abt goryeo period the only drama i've seen from that era is "shine or go crazy" where my gay ass fell in love w lee hanui its a made up story but it does mention later balhae which is 927-935 but like idk if this costuming is anywhere near accurate @_@ and i've seen a bit of queen woo but kr articles were criticizing the historically inaccurate costuming so welp also that one is set in like late 100c so wrong era!

i found a neat little source here that seems legit and i gotta say i love the little ribbon bow thing on the side thats really cute it looks like its just on one side ????? i wish we had more pics :(

the best thing i found on my search is this design supposedly worn by royal consort sunbi, one of king chungseon's wives from the early 1300s this is p close to early joseon era tho not rly 900s-1000s :(

like no way that is so pretty? the little pleated trim on the arms? 1000/10 ik this is a recreation and probably nicer than how the original design likely was but i'll take it! very nice 👍🏻 additionally found this source by googling sunbi it is v academic omg i just kinda skimmed it but they have some info on womenswear from 13-14c and even a section on the details of sunbis banquet attire :0

aaaand just some extra pics to end, uhhh basically 900-1000s era hanbok ref pics are hard to find ;~;

[saeraas]

miwa did a binding vow to attempt to kill kenjaku on the same level as gon to kill neferpitou, and kenjaku took it super personally

[hinamie]

10 years later

[hottubsandwiches]

working on life series winners designs again

[cryptocism]

"just as I did, in 1983."

you'd never know my favourite parts of the show are the fucked up insane bits when my first instinct is to draw the cheesiest thing imaginable

[mausolealdrift]

its baffling seeing people on here being all shocked about how other ppl didnt have sex or do drugs or drink or go to parties etc etc in high schools like. sorry i was too busy getting bullied to do all of that stuff i guess. why are you surprised that there’s losers on the cringe loser website

[skybson]

Every named Crew Member of the USS Enterprise's historic five-year mission in Star Trek: The Original Series.

[8balldoodles]

Listen what if. What if mihawk got de-aged or soemthing and zosan forced temp parents

[daeyumi]

doodle request: BOTW Link chilling with his horse (pick your fav BOTW horse)

giant horse giant horse 🐴

[joshuamj]

Hero.

[arielluva]

midsummer’s night dream redraw/study/whatever but its utenanthy

original reference under cut

[lazylittledragon]

they just got to have a sleepover and nothing bad ever happened at all

[cutter-kirby]

obligatory “cool characterization, still murder” like I’m not excusing him but it does make him incredibly interesting

(*girl gender neutral edition)

[stolenkissesdiaz]

i hope buck, eddie and shannon are haunting helena through chris rn. i hope when chris rolls his eyes and snarks back helena freezes reminding her damn well who his father is. i hope when chris bites the inside of cheek and is suddenly really interested in his hands when he’s nervous about something helena scrunches her eyebrows in confusion bc she swears she’s seen it before and her eyes widen as she recalls eddie’s friend, the same friend who was there when they picked up chris, having the same mannerisms when eddie and his team came to texas. i hope when chris asks for the ice cream from the store 45 minutes from their house near the park and he picks rocky road helena swallows roughly bc shannon would do the same when she missed eddie and/or was sad. i hope she’s violently reminded no matter how much she pretends, that child will never be hers in the way she’s so desperately been trying to make it be for years. i hope she’s reminded of her damn place in chris’ life.

[machinerot]

i smack them together like dolls to make them kiss

[inkskinned]

we were sitting on the floor and i was cutting out tiny pictures to make a collage for a friend's birthday. you were on your phone and you laughed about something, and i was still in love with you then, so i asked what had you giggling.

"sorry. i was just..." you took a moment and went back to texting. "i was telling someone about how you're afraid of the dark."

i'm afraid of the dark because something bad happened. "oh." i felt a little slinky of shame crawl down my throat.

you glanced up, and maybe it showed on my face, because you rolled your eyes and held the phone to the side casually so i could see the group chat. "what? was it a secret?"

i looked down to the scissors in my hand. "i just..." no, it's not a secret. it just felt like something private, something serious. saying why would you tell someone that just feels like an accusation. it's unfair. i honestly am not even ashamed of it, it's just a fact about my person that i don't usually share.

what a strange experience. is this a human thing or a generational thing? for our grandparents: did they need to worry about how quickly someone can just... share your personal information? again, i didn't even really have a true objection. what could i say? i want any person in my life to feel they can be honest with their friends. it's not like i said don't tell anyone this.

i cut out another letter to complete the rainbow happy birthday, started hunting for the exclamation mark. i heard you sigh dramatically.

"don't make a big deal about this," you said.

this entire conversation was a pattern for us, and this was when we got to my least favorite part of the pattern. i would get my feelings hurt in some oblique not-technically-terrible way, and then it would be making a big deal about something. you'd get frustrated for me for being soft, but i was born soft. you knew i was soft when you pierced me. it's one of the things that made controlling me so easy.

"i'm not," i felt my voice crack. the question came without my wanting. "why are you guys talking about me?" and why are you saying that thing? why not like - i'm telling them how you're generous and kind and pretty.

you let out this low, tragic groan. "oh my god." you tossed the phone away from your body. "there, see? i just won't talk to them if you don't like it."

the rest of the hour went the way it always went, between us: i said i don't actually mind if you talk to your friends but -, you found a way to call my minor expression of discomfort "being dramatic." you got upset that i had been offended. i ended up apologizing, even though i hadn't actually done anything.

afterwards, you picked up the phone again. after texting for a little bit, you snorted. "okay," you said, "but it is kind of funny you're afraid of the dark. i mean, when you think about it."