#she's so hoooot and her hair looks so cute like this

[rickeajacksons]

[fanartandfanfiction]

Caught

Cute little Ominis fic, he's started hooking up with his friend Lexi and Sebastian doesn't know.

Lexi was laying against Ominis' bare chest and he was stroking her back. They both jumped at the sound of someone fumbling with the knob. "Ominis? Why's the door locked?"

"Shit!" Ominis began panicking and Lexi started looking for her clothes.

"I thought you said he had quidditch practice until 8?!"

"He's supposed to!"

"Ominis? Are you in there?"

"Yes, sorry, I must have locked it by mistake! Hang on a moment."

"It's alright, I've got my key."

"Shit!" Lexi didn't have time to go to the window, and she was naked so there was that. As the door opened she rolled to the floor and under the bed.

"Ominis? Why are you in bed already? It's like 7:15." Sebastian came in and hung his cloak up.

"Oh, I was just really tired this evening." He yawned for effect.

"Why are your trousers on the floor?"

"Um, I was really hot. I'm not feeling well, I think I have a fever."

"You do look awfully flushed."

"I thought you had practice until 8?"

"I do, but Imelda ended it early. She said we sucked too bad and she didn't want to look at any of us."

"That sounds like her."

It was then that Sebastian noticed a pair of panties on the floor. He smirked, he had a feeling he knew who those belonged to. This would be fun.

"You'll never guess who I hooked up with last night."

"Sebastian, I'm not feeling well, could you save your stories of debauchery for another time?"

"I hooked up with Lexi. It was hoooot."

He saw the confused and angry look on Ominis' face. "What?"

"Yeah, I ran into her last night in the common room and she said she wanted me. We did it in her room. Ominis, she is something else! She was making these sounds-"

"Fuck you, Sebastian!" Lexi crawled out from under the bed and glared at him. He was doubled over laughing. Ominis passed her one of the blankets off the bed and she wrapped herself in it before standing. "How'd you know I was here?"

"Well I was pretty sure the pink panties didn't belong to Ominis." He held them up and she snatched them, her face burning with embarrassment. "Wouldn't have pegged you for the thong kind of girl, Lex."

"Would you just get out so I can get dressed?!"

"Fine. Your bra is on the pillow by the way." She threw a pillow at him and he laughed as he left.

"Well. I guess he knows now." Ominis said with a smile.

"So we don't have to be so secretive?"

"I guess not."

Lexi handed him his clothes and they both got dressed. "Alright, it's fine now." Lexi said through the door.

Sebastian was still wearing a shit eating grin. "Not a word." She glared at him. "Bye, Ominis."

"Wait, hang on, Lexi." Ominis grabbed her wrist. "Tomorrow night, I'd love to take you out."

"I'd like that." Lexi grinned at him.

"Excellent. Goodbye, love." She leaned up and kissed him. Ominis deepened the kiss until Sebastian cleared his throat. They pulled apart and blushed.

"Just because I know about it doesn't mean I want to see it. Come on, out with you." Sebastian practically shoved Lexi out the door. He grinned at Ominis. "You dog!"

Ominis combed his hair and didn't respond. "So how was she?" Ominis threw his comb with surprising accuracy and hit Sebastian in the head. "Ok, Ok! I was just kidding."

"No you weren't."

"No, I wasn't."

[chaeinedup]

Hot and cold

CH08- Family hangout

Warning: mentions of kissing

previous// //next

[9:00PM]

Practice went really well, maybe too well. You were super excited to hangout afterwards and having your friends cheer you and hoon on did help. Unfortunately your teacher almost regreted letting them watch, lets just say there was a lot of echo.

You weren't sure if he had noticed but you kept stealing glances at Jake. He had bleached his hair, without telling a single soul. Very brave and so much better than the horrid buzzcut phase some guys have. And because of such stunt your dear friends for sure knew who J was. You so clearly saw them laughing in a hysterical way to each other which made you sigh to yourself. They were already embarassing you.

Your teacher finally dismissed you and your team members. You almost ran to the lockers room with excitment but Sunghoon grabbed you by the arm.

Sunghoon: I promise you I had nothing to do with this.

Y/n: You mean his hair?

Sunghoon: Yeah it wasn't a bet, I have no idea why he did it so if you don't like it it's all on him.

Y/n: If I don't like it???!!! dude he looks hoooot.

Sunghoon: You know what?? I shouldn't have said anything.

You both went your seperate ways, rushing to get ready so your friends wouldn't have to wait any longer. While you were getting dressed your phone buzzed making you peek at the screen. It was NingNing.

"Ningz <3: Stay there, we're coming yo you."

Before you could reply you heard the loud sound of laughing. signaling they were here.

Yunjin: You didn't tell us he was a blonde.

Y/n: Yeah I would've if I had known.

NingNing: WAIT?? HE JUST GOT IT DONE??

Y/n: Yeah it's as new to you as it is to me.

Yunjin: Oh bold I like him already.

NingNing: Okay take that off, you're not wearing that.

Y/n: What's wrong with my clothes? It's not like we're going to a party.

They looked at each other and then back at you with nervous smiles.

Y/n: Oh NingNing what did you do?

Ningning: Whaaaaat for once it wasn't my idea. It was Heeseung's.

Yunjin: It's true I can back her up.

NingNing: And because I'm prepared I always keep a change of clothes in my car. So here you go missy. I also brought my travel make up bag.

After you changed outfits you camped in front of the full length mirror to do your make up. You should really ask NingNing where she gets such good outfits but you know that her answer would be her big brain.

Y/n: So what did you guys think of the boys?? They're really cool right??

Yunjin: So far so good, I was talking to Jay and he's really into fashion so we kinda bonded over that.

NingNing: Sunoo is so cute!! I asked him about his skincare and he gave me the full list. We're planning to go to sephora next week if you want to come.

Y/n: And you were the one accusing me of prefering them over you?? looks like I'm the one that's been replaced.

You quickly finished getting ready, handed all of your friends bellongings back to her, did a little spin for them and they gave you their, very appreciated, feedback. The 3 of you walked out of the locker rooms meeting a very confused Sunghoon.

Sunghoon: Since when were they in there?

NingNing: It's none of your business.

Y/n: You know I never understood the beef between you guys.

Yunjin: You mean this one sided beef ?? Ning used to like someone from Hoon's class and they never gave her a chance so she's butt hurt and Hoon is the punching bag.

NingNing: Why are you airing out my business like that damn girl.

Sunghoon: Well for all it's worth, I'm sorry in their behalf.

NingNing:...thank you.... NOW QUICK WE HAVE TO GO HAVE DINNER. WE HAVE A PARTY TO GO TO.

She quickly ran off with Yunjin.

Sunghoon: Wait what?? A party??

Y/n: It was Heeseung's idea, take it up with him.

Sunghoon: Oh I'm gonna kill him. And that's why you look like that.

Y/n: Like what??!!

Sunghoon: Like Jake's gonna like it.

Y/n: OH SHUT UUUUUP.

[11:24PM]

This was being way more fun than you ever expected. You had dinner at a very fancy restaraunt called Mc Donald's. Well at least in their parking lot. You sat on the hood of Jake's car with him while enjoying the little dance battle Niki, Heeseung and Jungwon had put on as free entertainment. You almost didn't want to go to that random party, but you also didn't want to just bail on your friends without a good reason. Well you had a reason, you wanted to have more time with Jake, as selfish as it sounds it's the truth. And you two were together last night but the more time you spend with him, the less you can bare without him.

But off you were to some house you had no idea where it was located with your best friends singing Britney Spears as loudly as possible. Thakfully NingNing was great at multitasking or someone else would have to do the driving for the 3 of you. The car was stopped at a red light and soon enough 2 more cars came to a halt, Jake's first and Jay's a close second. You quickly rolled down the window starting to sing "If U seek amy", followed by Yunjin doing the same. Sunoo was recording in the backseat of Jay's car having a privileged view thanks to his phone's zoom setting.

Sadly the musical number was cut short due to the light finally turning green. You sat yourself, high fiving your friend for the 5 star performance giggling at how the entire neighbourhood probably woke up. In a matter of minutes you finally got to your destination, a lot more excited than before and ready to dance.

You rushed inside grabbing Yunjin and Ning and leaving the guys to themselves. As the door opens you're immediately intoxicated but the loud music, maybe Heeseung's idea wasn't so bad.

[1:44AM]

1, 2, 3, 4, .... you counted in your head how many drinks you've had so far and it was looking like one too many, sure you're not the designated driver but you didn't want to get absolutely hammered. Yunjin and Ning were dancing their worries away and you couldn't help but smile. You just love them so dearly. Your ride or dies.

Jake: I almost thought you had ran away?

Y/n: Without you? I'm not that mean.

You were both caught off guard by your answer. The liquor really made your flirt levels sky rocket. But you needed them right now so you made sure to use and abuse them.

Y/n: Do you want to dance ?

Jake: I'm not really that good.

Y/n: Well your loss. I'll make sure to put on a good show.

You sent a kiss his way while walking towards your roommates, leaving Jake all alone and regretting his decision of not accepting your request.

[2:22AM]

Exhaustion was getting to you, all this dancing was kicking your ass, that and the fact that you had practice just a few hours ago. You climbed up the first flight of stairs that you found, praying to find a bathroom to get some peace and serenity for a while. Of course there was a huge line for the guests bathroom but you wouldn't settle for that, master's bathroom it is. You knocked a couple of times like it was gonna be audible through all the commotion. Someone did reply making you wonder how they heard it, but you yelled if you could come in. The door opened and it was Jake. You smiled grateful that it wasn't a stranger. You pulled him inside with you.

Y/n: I guess you had the same idea as me. I knew you were smart.

You layed in bed, closing your eyes, taking in how comfortable it was.

Jake: Are you okay?

Y/n: Yeah it takes me a lot to get drunk don't worry.

He layed next to you sighing.

Y/n: Yeah being sober kinda sucks doesn't it? at least in the middle of a lot of drunk people.

Jake: Sacrifices have to be made.

Y/n: I can give you a taste if you want.

Jake: I'm okay thanks tho.

Y/n: So you don't want to kiss me?

The room was dark, he felt he was getting hit by his beating heart because of how loud it was, there's no way he's turning this down. In a heartbeat he turned to his side so he could press his lips against yours. He put his hand on your face turning it slightly.

You were tipsy but very concious, your words were sober thoughts with a hint of alcohool. Since last night all you could think about was how he kissed you on your temple and how much better it would've been if it was placed on your lips. You just knew he tasted like honey and chocolate, you never craved anyone like this.

Jake: There's nothing I'd like to do more.

[xmalfoyweasleyx]

You're a mess - G.W

Summary: You have to help your drunk boyfriend George.

Warnings: alcohol, drunk George, veeery (very very)brief mention of sex ;)

A/N: It's short and I don't like this but I thought the idea was cute. I wrote something to show I'm still a live. I'm almost at 500 followers and I'm going to do !!!!A CELEBRATION WITH SHIPS AND HEAD CANONS AND.....!!!! Can't wait :)

(ps: sorry for the grammar, corrections are always welcome ;))

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A random muggle song played through the boxes at the common room party. I took a drink immediately because I was already two hours late. My potions assignment was finally done.

"Y/n here you are! I need your help" I heard Hermione say behind me.

"Hey Mione, what's wrong?" I asked confused.

"Well..." she sighed while pointing at the dance floor.

I didn't know what she meant, all I saw was happy dancing people. So I gave her a confused look.

"There y/n!" she pointed again.

That's when I saw it. "Oh no" I sighed.

On a table next to the dance floor, I saw my boyfriend George, his tie wrapped around his head instead of his neck. He was singing and waved his glass with fire whiskey in the air.

"Even Fred doesn't get him off that table, George fell 2 times already" Hermione complained.

"I'll try" I promised her with a little smirk, I couldn't deny: this was kind of funny.

I went closer to my drunk boyfriend and tapped his leg. Of course he didn't notice. Because he was standing on that table I could only reach his knee but not higher, so I had to scream.

"Georgie!" I tried. But the boy kept singing. "Baby?! Geoooorge!"

Finally, he turned his head, a big smile decorated his face.

"Y/n, darling, you're heeere" he stuttered drunkly.

He tried getting off the table, I was fast enough to grab his arm when I saw him wobbling.

When George got off the table he grabbed my face with his eyes half open.

A very dramatic gasp left his mouth, “you’re so fucking pretty” he whispered. I wanted to laugh at how he acted but it was cute too, so I gave him a little smile.

“You want me to put you in your bed Georgie?” I asked. He nodded. “Only if you stay with me”

“Ofcourse” I smiled.

Getting him to his dorm was harder than I thought. He laid all his weight on my shoulder and because he was so much taller, I could hardly hold him up.

Meanwhile, he placed wet kisses on my neck. “Your neck is so soft” his words were slurred.

When we finally reached his dorm I put him on his bed. That’s when I saw his tie was still around his head, making me laugh.

“What are you laughing at woman” he smiled while lazily leaning against the headboard.

I came closer and took the tie from his head. He went silent for a moment when my face came close to his. He seamed confused.

“What?” I asked

“Why didn’t you dance with me?” he whined, suddenly in a sad mood and a pouty face.

“I’ll dance with you next time Georgie” I promised. His smile appeared again.

“Let’s get you out of this clothes” I giggled.

“Ooooh you wanna go that way huh? I can't lie, that dress of yours is hoooot” he gloated with a smirk.

“No George! You just can’t sleep in these clothes” I slapped his arm.

“C’mooon, you look so fucking sexy” he whined. I shook my head trying to hide my smile.

“Just get ready for bed, I’ll lay next to you, okay?” I suggested.

He nodded and I took his clothes off, leaving him in his boxers.

“Please can you take your clothes off too and lay next to me like that. Pleaaaaseee” he whined again, god that boy became so whiny when he was drunk.

I took my clothes off too and placed myself next to him. Normally I'm the one laying on his chest but this time he surprised me by grabbing my waist and placing his head on my chest, holding me like his own personal teddy bear.

“Your boobs are so soft to lay on” he mumbled. “Mmm and you’re so warm, you know that I love you right?” he added.

“I love you too baby, now sleep, if you need anything you can wake me up okay?” I whispered.

“Okay princess” he sighed.

For a minute it was silent. I thought he was already asleep but then I heard a big dramatic sigh again.

“What now George?” I retorted.

“Are you going to leave me one day?” he asked.

Where the hell did that come from? It was not common for George to ask something like that.

“Ofcourse not baby, you don’t have to worry about that” I promised.

I started stroking his soft ginger hair, making him grab me thighter and pulling me impossibly closer to him.

He answered by drawing little circles on my belly.

When he stopped stroking my belly and when I heard him breath peacefully, I knew he was finally asleep.

I kept playing and twisting with strands of his hair, enjoying the feeling of his heartbeat against my body. He looked so peaceful, his beautiful lashes surrounded by his freckles.

He was beautiful.

God, how I loved that boy.

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Next will be smut, can't wait!!

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[millytempesta]

Mine and only.

Chapter 2, chapter 3.

Paring: Bokuto Koutarou X reader

Rating:  fluff.

Summary: After another date went horribly wrong, all that (y/n) wished for was for the only man in her life that ever understand her, to become a human.Little did she knows that her pet owl wished for the same thing, and that magically their dream became true.

Warnings: This story will contai SMUT.

A/n: I realized that this chapter is a little rushed, it’s the first time I’m writing somethin, sorry. Also I'm already sorry for all the spell and grammar error, english is not my first language.

Tapping sound is all that can be heard around the office.

Tap tap tap…“Ugh…” a groan can be heard from one of the desks.“My head is killing me…” (e/c) eyes scan the office, almost empty at this hour of the day.The clock shows 8.45 pm ‘Only 15 more minutes left and I’ll finally be able to go back home’. Her eyes land back on her desk, where a small frame is situated. Her small hand takes hold of it, studying the picture inside of it. A dreamy smile appeared on her pink lips. ‘My Bo, he must be worried I’m this late… I need to finish this quickly!’. With a look of determination the (h/c) haired girl turned back to her computer and started typing again.

‘For my Bo!’

“And.... Done!”, with a satisfied nod, she turns off the computer, ready to finally head back home. ‘I should stop by the store to buy some of Bo’s favourite food as a sorry, and maybe some more wine for the weekend’ she thinks happily, moving to the elevator, but before she could even get near it a squeaky voice calls her name. "(Y/n)! (Y/n)! Wait, I need to tell you something!!!” The blond girl jogged to her with a huge smile on her face. With a sigh, the (h/c) haired girl turned to face her, already knowing what was going to come. “You are not going home, are you?”

“… Yes…?” A whine escapes from the younger girl in front of her. “But it’s Friday night, we don’t have work tomorrow and the day after! Come to have a drink with me and my friends, you’ll have more fun!” With an apologetical smile, she answered “I’m sorry Ichika-chan, but I’m too tired today… Maybe the next time okay?”

But was only met with a disappointed look “You always say so, but never come… You know, in my group of friends there are a lot of hotties, I bet you’ll find someone of your likening”. “I’m not-” the blond girl waved her off “Yeah yeah, you are interested in dating at the moment, because you all heart belongs to Bo… Yeah same story every time, when will you change your mind? You are already 25, you won’t be young forever you know? It’s now that you need to experiment, to truly live your life. Not passing all your time playing the housewife, you can do that once you’ll have your kids.” Green eyes lock on (e/c), searching for something that apparently she did not find, since a defeated sigh escapes from her lips. “Look, I don’t like to nag you every time, I am just worried about you… Since that guy accident happened you stopped going out, closing yourself in your apartment with Bo… You know I like him, but I miss my friend, and I want too some time to spend with her, getting drunk, doing stupid things and talking about sex experience of the night before”. Guilt starts expanding in the older girl for making her friend worry so much and making her feel left alone.

(Y/n) didn’t have many friends, they all stubbed her in the back. Ichika was the only constant in her life, way before she met Bo. She knew about this point that all the little girl said was only for the best, that’s why she always found it almost impossible saying no to her. With a sigh she locks eyes with her “I promise you I’ll come tomorrow night out okay?”. A huge grin spreaded on Ichika’s face, happy that her friend decided to spend some quality time together. “Hey I’m counting on it, I’ll tell the guys too. We are gonna have so much fun tomorrow!!”. With a last hug and excited exchange of location and time, the two went their separate ways back home.

After stopping by the shop, (Y/n) finally arrived home. Opening the door she announced herself “Booo, I’m hoome”. A loud flap sound can be heard before a big gray and black mass of feathers appeared from the bedroom door. “CRIP”. A big horned owl made his way towards the girl, who is waiting for him with her arms wide open. Yes, the guy who is stuck on her head 24/7 is none other than her lively and cuddly pet owl.(Y/n) and Bo met 1 years ago, during her morning jog in the park, where she heard his screaming. A dog had one of his wings in his mouth, shaking the poor bird from side to side. She couldn’t leave him there, so she runned to him and scared the dog away. Turning back, she felt like an electric shock runned through her, when yellow eyes met her (e/c) ones. It was like in that moment, a bond formed between the two, proved when the injured animal itself moved closer to her, letting the girl lift him in her warm embrace. It was only natural for her to take the pet in her home, taking care of his healing and loving him beyond any other relationship that she ever had. In exchange, the horned owl, once healed, didn’t once leave her side, always waiting for her to come back home, and going out hunting for treasure to show her on her return.

“Hi big boy! I missed you so much!” she says sweetly, stroking the bird’s head who is resting on her chest. With an annoyed tone, the owl looked at her “HOOT!” Trying to calm the bird stroking under his chin,“I know, I’m late… I’m sorry, I had lots of work to do” she tried to explain. But that seemed to don’t convince him, as he took a step back and opened his wings to her “Hoot hoot!” showing how he was not happy about it. Fidgeting with her hands, the girl looked at the owl through her lashes, and with her best pout she continued “But I bought you your favorite for tonight… Will you forgive me?”. At that the howl started jumping happily “Hooooooot!!”

A giggle escapes her at the cute image of her happy pet. Moving to the kitchen, she started unpacking the groceries, taking out the rabbit for her pet, and the vegetables to prepare her pasta. After some cooking, she placed their food on their plates and moved to the sofa, where her olw was waiting for her. “HoooOOooT!” he started jumping as soon as he saw her with the food. Giggling she sat on the floor, placing his plate next to her “Calm down, or you’ll spill it everywhere!”. Ignoring her warning, he started devouring the food, sending bits of it everywhere. Shaking her head she turned and started eating her food “At least I know you like it, cooking for you always brings me so much satisfaction”. In response she received a purred like “hoooot”, emphasizing her point.

After they both finished she sat on the sofa, bird laying on her tummy, watching some action movie on the tv, Bo’s favourite.

When the scene with the main character kissing came, a sigh escaped the girl’s lips. “Hoot?” a curious sound came from the big feathers-like-tummy-warmer. Without looking at him she started talking “You know… I miss it…”. Looking down at the confused yellow eyes she continued “I miss being kissed, touched… I miss being in love, being for once the one pampered” Turning back to the screen, another sigh escapes her “I’m going out tomorrow night, I might pass the night out if I’ll find someone…”.

“CRIP” Suddenly the bird stood up and flapped his wings. “Hey I’m coming back in the morning okay? And we’ll have a cuddle day together-” The bird interrupted her flying away in the bedroom “Booo, please, it’s only tomorrow night” no response. After some seconds, worried, she made her way in the room, but found it empty. It’s not the first time the bird went out, so she tried brushing it off and decided to go to sleep, knowing he would be back and cuddling next to her. But after one hour of waiting under the covers, alone, she started panicking.

Bo always came back during night time, never letting her sleep alone. Moving to the window, relief washed on her, seeing her pet sitting on the big tree in their garden. She could swear she saw her bird in an emo-like mode, pouting at her when their eyes met. “Bo… What are you doing there? C’mon, get inside” she said using her sweet voice. The owl seemed conflicted if giving up on his sulking state, but apparently deciding she didn’t deserve his time that night, he turned his back to her. “Bo… I can’t sleep without you… Please… I need you next to me…” at that his ears perked up and, rotating his head of 180°, he looked back at her. Smiling, knowing she already won, she finally said “You are the cutest bird, and best horned owl I ever saw, and I loooOOOoove you!! Can you now come and cuddle on the bed?”. Pumping his chest out -provoking her to roll her eyes- he quickly made his way on the bet, jumping in a way that meant for her to get into bed with him. “I’m coming, I’m coming” she said giggling. Cuddling near the soft feathers, her eyes became heavier. With a yawn she gave her the good night and before falling into the land of dreamland, a whispered “I love you Bo” made his way out of her.

This night couldn’t go worse.

She knew that going out was going to be a total mess. She knew she had to stay at home with Bo, watching some action film and eating meat all day.

But no… She decided to go out…

And now she found herself having to kick out the guy she met that night, who was screaming like a mad man at her, saying the worst offences she ever heard, in complete contrast with the world he was telling her when he was trying to get in her pants, because he tried to hurt her pet. On his defense Bo tried to attack him, having seen him as an intruder on his territory and a threat for her owner, probably not understanding the moans that escaped her while he pushed her against the wall. But she couldn’t find in her to be worried about the man, who risked his eye probably, when he tried to grab Bo’s wings as a defence from his claws. All she could see was her lovely pet, risking to be seriously harmed from a stupid madman. And now she found herself with a sulking owl and a man screaming at her door at 1 in the morning. She’ll have to deal with all the noise complaints tomorrow. ���I’m sorry… I should have known better to take a stranger in the house”. No response from the bird, who was now under the small table, back turned to her. “I put you in danger, when I promised you no harm would have come to you in my presence” Her voice started shaking. Still no response. A tear fell from her eyes “I am so sorry Bo” a sob escaped her. Closing her eyes, she let herself cry, knowing how much she fuked up, and that maybe her pet would never trust her again. A soft and warm wing spread across her back, followed by a softer head nugging at her harm. “Hoot…” he sounded so fragile. She turned and looked back at him “I am sorry Bo, it won’t happen again”. The owl nugged his head under her arm, making her space for him to cuddle her side. “Hoooot” the purring-like sound made her smile, a reassurance for her that he was no more mad.

Taking him on her arms, she made her way to the bed, laying down with the soft animal on her chest. That night she fell asleep with the weight on her body increasing, and with the most beautiful voice whispering in her ear a soft “I love you (Y/n), I promise you I’ll protect you from all those men”.

[okdnn]

Okada Nana and Murayama Yuiri Mail September 1 2020

Okada Nana Mail

September 1

Start of september 〜 ! Start 〜 !

Today at 19:57 to 20:42

We will appear at NHK’s Utacon. Waaaai.

I’m really happy that I can perform

STU48 5th Single

『 Omoidaseru Koi wo Shiyou 』on TV

One day before it’s released … ! watch it ok … ! 

Let’s overcome september too.

Eat well, sleep well, work well…

I will do my best so It can happen.

Also let’s find something that makes me excited!

Let’s make it!

I’m off … … …

Sing

On August 31

Yesterday, on the registration deadline of

“AKB48 Group singing competition”

I registered myself as a contestant. My 3rd try. 

Even though I properly said

On my first try

And On my second try

That “I won’t participate again!”... lol

It’s also because of Coronavirus,

That I lost a place to sing a song

And my pure feeling of “want to sing”

Won over any ranks that will be placed to me.

Hm ー … Even without all those reasons

I just want to sing ! I want to convey my feelings!

That’s … all …

I will do my best even if I regret it,

I will think it’s a good thing. Watch it ok.

Aaah, my shoes is cute. 

make up

I had some camera rehearsal

And I sweat so much … so hoooot ...

But, I still put on makeup

To complete my face.

Short haired parent and daughter 〜 …

My matured daughter 

Kokoa wears purple clothes which is rare.

It seems that it’s because she want to match it with

 new song’s costume! cute

And she spilled lunch box sauce over her clothes …

It’s so cute, lovely & painful to me.

How she wear accessories

And her height is getting taller! She’s already matured~! Lol

Noon's lunch box

Shumaiiiii! I’m digging in!

I can’t decide which one to choose

Between Shumai or fried rice lunch box

But I chose shumai in the end.  

Looking forward to the night's lunch box …

Tsukada Nojo please …

Night's lunch box

Just as I predicted ! Tsukada Nojo lunch box came !

Tsukada Nojo’s【 Chicken Nanban rice 】

Uwaaaaai … so happy … 

I will do my best in the performance too!

Energetic~ Smile~ kyun kyun~

Youth~ Shine~... I will put it all!

Good job-yumirin

Did you watch

NHK’s Utacon〜 ? I was so nervous … ! 

Really looking forward

To tomorrow’s release event tooo〜 !

Murayama Yuiri mail

Notification 

Today I will do SHOWROOM live

With Senatan at 17:00！

It’s that Collaboration broadcast！ 

Please watch it if you’re free ok

I think it’s been a while since the last time

I did SHOWROOM right？

SHOWROOM

Thank you very much

For SHOWROOM’s live

I’m sorry that there were a lot of troubles

I like doing live streaming like that

But I think i’m not suited for it…

（Maybe the problem is in my phome）

It caused troubles for Senatan too

But personally,

I really had a lot of fun！

I will do it again someday ok！ 　

[mysimsloveaffair]

Replies #2...

Oh wow! So many awesome comments 😍! To avoid clogging up your activities with my responses, here are my replies...

anotherplumbob

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“Q is up, as usual, ready for his morning jog. When he returns home…he...”

omg it's already Alida's bday! time flies

I know...she’ll be an elder before long =(

nothingshyofaverage

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“Alida: I thought you had a scene to film today. Michelle: I did, but I...”

Ughhh����

I know...I really wanted her to be a part of the wedding 😭

nothingshyofaverage

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“I’m incredibly happy that Q is so understanding about me keeping my...”

Come thru sis! ����❤

😍😍😍 Always!

anotherplumbob

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“In the bedroom, Lea doesn’t see a thing…but Peri obviously does....”

Hahaha she’s actually a good grandma! Who would have guessed?

Right! She’s sort of being pushed into it. Peri’s going to have to teach her because Lea is so unsure. 

anotherplumbob

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“It’s the middle of the night when we arrive back home to Oasis...”

Omg she doesn’t even know they’re married now

Yeah...there’s still a lot of distance in their relationship. Maybe they can bridge that gap.

anotherplumbob

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“We all grab breakfast and head to the table. Alice: What do you want...”

She looks so sad tho :(

I know...Alice is basically ruining her plans

anotherplumbob

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“After we’re dressed and ready for the day…we join Alice and Q Sr. in...”

Look at this cutie! :D

Thanks! 😍

anotherplumbob

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“This whole trip has been like a honeymoon, so Q and I don’t have to go...”

Look at that! ������

😏😏😏

anotherplumbob

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“The D.J. interrupts his current song with an announcement… D.J.: This...”

������❤️

Thanks! 😍

anotherplumbob

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“Knowing that Q is now my husband and that Mama Nadine played a part in...”

So beautiful and such a great song

Thanks so much!

anotherplumbob

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“The violinist begins to play a version of If I Ain’t Got You and I...”

Gorgeous dress...so sad she’s not enjoying this tho

I know...losing Mama Nadine really brought her mood down =( She didn’t feel any better until they were actually married. 

anotherplumbob

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“It’s almost time for the ceremony. Q Jr. makes his way to the wedding...”

YESS! Love that hair on her

Thanks! It was first used on Mama Nadine so I thought it very fitting for Michelle to sport it as well!

anotherplumbob

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“Alida: I can’t get married today… Michelle: That’s why I wanted to...”

Awwww ❤️that’s what they were talking about.

Yep! 😍

anotherplumbob

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“Alida: I thought you had a scene to film today. Michelle: I did, but I...”

Oh no!! :(

😭 I just needed her to last one more day 

anotherplumbob

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“I’m incredibly happy that Q is so understanding about me keeping my...”

Awwwwww she made it

She would give anything to make it to Alida’s special day!

anotherplumbob

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“I can see the hurt on his face. Quincy: You can’t or you don’t want...”

Tbh I never got this thing with women taking their husbands last names. Where I come from women keep their last names and men keep their last names. Their children have two last names (paternal surname and maternal surname).

That system actually makes a lot of sense! I like that. 

anotherplumbob

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“I can see the hurt on his face. Quincy: You can’t or you don’t want...”

And why is it so important to you Q?

Tradition can be a bitch...

anotherplumbob

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“Michelle calls back screaming into the phone once I make it into the...”

Hyphen it!

Yep...easy solution! 

anotherplumbob

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“Meanwhile, Peri wakes up in a very talkative mood. Prosperity: We play...”

Oh Peri you have so much to learn lol

Right! Especially with two parents who work from home all day. 

anotherplumbob

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“Alice: If your news has anything to do with that big ring on your...”

This is gonna be so pretty!

!!!!!

anotherplumbob

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“I take the ring from him and stare at it. If I place it on my...”

Yaassss❤️❤️❤️❤️so happy for them

Thanks! I was holding my breath, because I honestly thought she’d say no. It’s not the first time that has happened in my game. lol

anotherplumbob

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“Q steps in front of me and grabs my hands… Quincy: I mean…you become...”

Omg omg omg I can see where this is heading

😍😍😍

anotherplumbob

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“The bar-b-que is finally done. Q Sr. and I sit down at the nearby...”

Aww they have more in common than I thought

They do!

anotherplumbob

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“I think about what she’s said, but I need a bit more clarity if we’re...”

Im so happy they’re finally having a heart to heart. This was long overdue!

I agree!

anotherplumbob

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“By the end of their conversation…Mama Nadine and Q are laughing and...”

She’s the best!

Thanks! I love her so much!

anotherplumbob

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“Quincy Jr.: *to Alice* Calm down…we can go to lunch to - Alice: Don’t...”

At the same time, Alice should respect the bond between Alida and Mama Nadine, and her dissing her like that is not cool at all

Yes...it was downright rude!

anotherplumbob

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“Quincy Jr.: *to Alice* Calm down…we can go to lunch to - Alice: Don’t...”

Tbh they both have a point. They could go visit Mama Nadine any other day. Alida shouldn’t stand in the mom/son relationship between Alice and Q and I actually think it’s a cute thing they go on an annual lunch together just the two of them

Alida may have been more understanding if Alice would have said it in another way. She was so abrasive. 

anotherplumbob

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“Then she remembers that Roman wasn’t even half the man that Tamati...”

Yassssss ����������������

😍😍😍 I’m happy for them!

anotherplumbob

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“Back at Michelle’s place… Michelle pauses for just a moment before...”

Poor Michelle :(

I know =(

anotherplumbob

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“Meanwhile, in Oasis Springs…Michelle and Tamati are finishing up a...”

Michelle is looking hoooot

Thanks!

anotherplumbob

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“At the top of the hill is the most beautiful workout facility I’ve...”

Alida is gonna get ripped in no time!

She’s definitely working on it.

anotherplumbob

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“I rely heavily on my old hacking skills and eventually crack the code....”

That doesn’t look very legit lol

Nope - I still don’t know exactly what that was about! lol

anotherplumbob

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“Although, I accept her apology…I’m not sure I trust the sincerity of...”

Wow, I didn’t expect Alice to be so reasonable. I hope she behaves accordingly

*snickers* We’ll see! 

anotherplumbob

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“We crawl up under the covers and end the first day of our trip the...”

A brother or sister for Peri?hmm

That seems to be on everybody’s mind - lol

anotherplumbob

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“Q leads me to the bedroom and begins to undress down to his underwear....”

Q knows what to say xD

I think it’s his romantic trait =)

anotherplumbob

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“Q steps over to me and pulls me into his arms once again. Quincy Jr.:...”

It’s so good that Q is taking her side on this

Yes...100%

anotherplumbob

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“Alice: Can you please tell your girlfriend not to curse around Peri?...”

Mah god, woman, can you take care of yourself own children or adopt some more if you wanna raise them? Let Q and Alida raise their children as they please

Yes...Alice is a mess...and she’s 100% annoying - lol

anotherplumbob

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“I wake up from my nap and leave the bedroom. The first thing I see is...”

Omg true! :( she missed her daughters first time at the beach. She stole they moment from her. God I hate that woman

She’s so spiteful =(

anotherplumbob

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“Peri enjoys playing in the sand very much. It doesn’t take her very...”

Shes so cute! I can’t ��

Thanks! 😍

anotherplumbob

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“Alice: No words for your gran-ny today? Anything? Prosperity: Ass!...”

KISS HER ASS GRAMS

Ha! lol

anotherplumbob

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“Alice takes Peri into the bedroom and begins trying to teach her to...”

This woman wants to raise Peri all by herself. She would kidnap her if she could.

I have no doubts about that!

anotherplumbob

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“I go to the bathroom attached to the room that Q and I are sharing....”

I suggest: “hey Q, is your mother a besh to everyone or does she hate me in particular?”

lol - She’s definitely had itchy moments in the past

anotherplumbob

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“Q Sr.’s words seem to have hit a nerve. Alice gets up looking huffy...”

Sharing a roof with Alice for 2 months is gonna be HARD

It’ll take a lot of prayer and meditating - lol

anotherplumbob

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“I sit down at the table as Q’s dad chimes in. Quincy Sr.: They have to...”

Hahaha “and suddenly I’m very tired” xD she can’t be bothered with this conversation anymore

😂

anotherplumbob

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“Alice: I hope you don’t mind me feeding her. She seemed like she was...”

So she’s right. But of course she could have been nicer (or perhaps offered to help earlier if she knows so much?)

Right! It’s the way she says things that tends to rub floks the wrong way

anotherplumbob

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“Alice: I hope you don’t mind me feeding her. She seemed like she was...”

Tbh Alice is right. You need to introduce new foods slowly. And be careful with salt etc. I have a 7 month old niece and I’m learning so much about that xD

Good point

anotherplumbob

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“His next words confirm it… Quincy: Well, I’m tired and I’m going to...”

Kind of reminds me of Alida when they first started dating. He wanted her to come clean and she did but then he prefers to act as if their life experiences growing up were the same? I get why Alida is a little mad here

I do too. She knew they were well off, but this is another level

anotherplumbob

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“His next words confirm it… Quincy: Well, I’m tired and I’m going to...”

Q can’t keep avoiding all the uncomfortable conversations...

Right!

anotherplumbob

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“Lea sighs and takes another look at a previously read message on her...”

So proud of these steps she’s taking!

Yes...I love to see characters grow and I definitely have plans for Lea

anotherplumbob

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“Lea turns off the TV and goes into the bedroom. This is the nicest...”

������ seeing stuff from her perspective...it really helps understand her motives. I’m hopeful now

Yes! That was important to me!

anotherplumbob

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“It’s been a few hours since Alida, her baby, and boyfriend left for...”

Im happy for her but I don’t trust her yet. I hope she doesn’t blow it

She has a bit of work to do to earn trust

anotherplumbob

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“Claudia: So how are you enjoying motherhood so far? Alida: It’s...”

Oh no ��

Raul and Michelle have a lot of growing to do. They need to get to the bottom of their issues with each other. 

anotherplumbob

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“Peri is overdue for a nap…luckily Michelle finishes her bedroom right...”

So pretty! Michelle did an amazing work

Thanks! Michelle has a good eye for design and makeup. She could have easily gone into fashion or interior decorating. 

anotherplumbob

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“Quincy: That’s not funny man. I’m not gonna let you insult my girl....”

That’s my Q! ������������

anotherplumbob

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“Alida: Private school? I hurry over to where Roman is sitting… Alida:...”

Lol Peri

anotherplumbob

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“Q enters the house with Roman right behind him. He walks over to Peri...”

Kick him out NOW

anotherplumbob

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“Meanwhile, after Q’s jog… Roman: What’s up Q! Quincy: Roe! What up...”

WHATTHEHELL

This whole situation was unplanned. I just happened to look into Q’s relationship panel and saw that he and Roman were good friends. I couldn’t resist adding him to the mix after that because I know Alida hates him so much!

anotherplumbob

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“It’s 4 in the morning. Q and I are up to give Peri one last...”

Awwww she’s so cute!! ❤️

Thanks! 😍

anotherplumbob

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“Q lifts Peri out of the crib and cuddles her while I open up my...”

Yessss! She’s grown so much! So proud of her

Same here!

anotherplumbob

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“I would love to hear more about that, but before I get a chance to ask...”

I have such a bad feeling about all this

😬😬😬

[sesl2020]

The Details: are they God’s or the Devil’s?

I don’t care; I just love them.

Pick Stitching

Suit Linings

Interior Pockets

Flat Piping

Contrast Collars

and OMG the feel of the fabric.

In 2007 while working at Harry Rosen as Visual Coordinator for Alberta, the new spring season of Etro arrived. I almost cried. The jackets were so beautiful. Colourful mix-matched tweeds, luscious paisley satin linings and contrast lapels to die for. The guys thought I was crazy and not for the first time. (I had recently lost almost 100 lbs with Jenny Craig and was not quite sane) But…

Please excuse me while I rip off my shirt. I’m having a Chinook. This talk of menswear is making me hot. Yes ZZTop, there really is nothing sexier than a well-dressed man. Not necessarily expensive, just well. In the late 70’s/ early 80’s young men made a point of being grubby. Not even cool, like grunge, just grubby and unkempt with the absence of style. It was supposed to be Macho. Or Poetic. Hmmmm. Yes, this is the way I tell a story. Bare with me. He-Heh.

…But, the fresh new offerings reaffirmed my love of all aspects menswear. Back in the day, the mid 80’s, I remember the guys at Jack Fraser Menswear in Winnipeg where I was the Regional Display person (or Displaced Person as the called me)  teasing me at my excitement over a new box of ties. Not just any ties. New Bosa silk paisley ties. Yes, it’s supposed to sound like Boss. I got so sick of polyester neats and stripes. It was like Christmas when something new came in to go with all the pink dress shirts. Oh the 80’s.

And then again yesterday evening…. André, my hunnybunny, had gotten paid in Brooks Brothers Gift Cards. $1800 worth. Go figure. Very sadly, during the apocalypse our local Brooks Brothers closed their doors and, as far as we know, permanently.  So, unable to order online in Canadian Dollars, as usual I ended up calling them in the States where they manually entered my order and Gift Cards. Very Helpful, Thanks Michael!

Less than a week later and after paying $150 in taxes and duty Fed Ex delivered an oddly small box containing 5 pairs of dress pants, a windowpane suit jacket, and a $100 belt.  I says to André: ‘why did you order another black belt?’ He says: ‘I’ve never owned a $100 belt before.’ Fair Enough.

Eeek! forgot to do my 500 steps this hour. Back in 3.

Pant! Pant!

As he modeled them, he has a very cute butt and he knows how to strut, I was carefully taking all the tags and labels off, the feel of the fabric and the precision of the stitching brought me back to my happiest career hours picking out coordinates for the windows and dressing bust forms.  One of my weirder skills is being able to unpackage a dress shirt with all its itty bits put neatly in the shirt bag with my eyes closed in less than 5 seconds. If only there were Retail Olympics…

Anyhoo, it was the Grey Windowpane Jacket that really made me smile. The contrast red felt collar lining, the one red threaded button, the red flat piping along the interior lining and pocket. It even has a strip of lining to hold the double vents from flapping. Classic design well-executed is Nirvana. And makes me drool. 

But, don’t forget to undo the Vent stitching. It makes you look…..inexperienced.

Subtlety and Restraint are two excellent ways to describe menswear in general. Well, British and North American menswear. The Europeans are much more outgoing. As I possess neither subtlety nor restraint these are things I admire and covet. Nothing makes me happier than a faint blue, red, or bronze stripe hidden in charcoal flannel. Pick it out with a blue or oxblood tie, cognac shoes and belt and it’s sublime. Step back (5 foot rule) to see if it works. If the suit is striped add a plaid Windsor Collar shirt or if it’s plaid add a yarn-dye stripe. And a pocket square if you’re feeling impish. 

Ah the fabrics, and the ties, and the patterns and styles all with their unique lingo. Mmmm Lingo. 

Whisper with me:

Bespoke

Epaulet

Haberdashery

Collar Roll

Sartorial

Pinstripe

Sprezzatura…..

Definitely the Devil.

I’ve bought a lot of menswear over the years. For myself. My former partner would have nothing to do with anything that wasn’t an old dirty fedora and a dusty ripped trenchcoat. God, he sounds like a Flasher.  It was kind of the same thing as buying myself a present on Father Day because on Mother’s Day even after 3 children I still heard ‘you’re not my mother’. Not that I’m bitter. I gave the man Twins. What more can I do.

Having never been petite of stature or nature, sometimes menswear was my only option. 5’8, size 11 feet, and superbly curved I did not fit the skinny, big haired lollipop girl ideal of the times. Not only did they not offer any kind of fashion in a size 14-16, but all the pants were too short and all the sleeves were ¾. Ok, I had to take in all the waists in men’s stuff, but, as if being one of the only women working in menswear wasn’t enough, wearing it was my own personal rebellion against the female stereotype. That, and I loved the Jackets. Shoulder Pads reigned supreme at that time and they who had the shoulder pads had the power.

And, in any case, it was suicide to wear anything sexy or revealing. Sexual Harassment was rampant. And expected. And a man’s right. I almost stabbed a store manager to death with my wire cutters one day when he grabbed my ass and I automatically back handed him. Any job you applied for you had to have a professional answer ready for ‘How badly do you want this job?’ The things that were said to me on a daily basis even from my bosses would make your hair curl.

‘Do you know what would look good on you? Me.’

I remember a guy at the St. Vital store that kept trying to get me to go to his place for a quicky at lunch. One day I got so tired of it that I finally grabbed my tape measure and told him to whip it out ‘cause I wasn’t going to waste my time for less than 9”. He declined. And left me alone from then on. 

I digress, it’s so nice to be older and wiser and not care about being taken seriously. And people go to jail now for being…. impolite. I dress like a sexy bamf on a daily basis, embrace my curves and still have more balls than most men I’ve known. And I still love menswear.

Omg! Chinooking again. Why? Why do I wear lycra pants? Oh ya, they make my butt look almost as cute as André’s, but so hoooot. And not in a good way. Excuse me as I take them off also. That’s better.

Despite the handicap of his father, I managed to raise my son to be a well-dressed individual.  I think a lot of it was my Father’s influence as well. My Father came of age in the 50’s wearing khaki’s, Dack’s, golf jackets on the weekends and suits to work every day. And, of course, he taught me how to tie a tie. He was left-handed, but forced to be right-handed in school so he batted and tied his tie from the left. Which was awesome because I was right-handed so it all worked out when he showed me.

This is also the man who refused to by a new pair of jeans for the entire 70’s. He wouldn’t wear flares. He had a pair of twill demin pants in narrow white, yellow, and brown stripes that were so recognizable that my Great Aunt Vera recognized him from her moving vehicle as he was filling up at a gas station. It must have been the ’69 Biscayne*. She had just arrived in town from Winnipeg and hadn’t seen him for a few years. Those were some pants. But they weren’t flares.

The ‘80’s on were a big relief for him. He spent the rest of his life, we lost him to Cancer in 2005, in khakis and neat plaid short sleeved shirts and polo shirts. I kept his Grey Flannel Pants and Navy Blazer for years.

We also called him Sir…

And Again! Forgot to do my 500 steps this hour. Back in 3.

….When we would call him at the office, (in Grade 2, an avid reader, I called him every time I finished a chapter in Alice in Wonderland) you couldn’t just ask for Dad. Everybody was a Dad. So we asked to speak to George. When he came on the line he would say ‘That’s Sir to you, kid.’ And it stuck. Even our friends called him Sir. My sister’s kids called him Papa Sir. Kinda like Papa Smurf only more respectful. My youngest niece, Courtney, called him Papa Sewer, but that was just the way she spoke as a toddler. We found it very amuuuuusing. As did he.

Aaaaand, back to my son. I actually enlisted him to work part time at Rosen’s when he was 16. He wanted (or did he?) a part-time job and we needed a Saturday merchandiser. I’d already taught him and his twin sisters how to fold their clothes properly, iron a shirt, and do their laundry. I also taught them that when they look at clothing in a store they need to put it back exactly they way they found it. Respect for Retail. It was sooo fun to dress him and see him get measured for his first suit. Staff Discounts Rock! We never actually worked together at the same time, but it was cool to work at the same place.

I also told him, it being his first job, that ‘If you’re late, screw up, or make me look bad I will let them fire you.’ I also told him ‘Don’t forget we work this lifestyle, we don’t live it.’ Entitled is not a good look on anybody. He chose his Boss suit for Grad, slim fit with pointy shoes and put his long blonde hair in pony tail for the occasion. This was way before man-buns which he would have scoffed at anyway.

I was so proud of him at the first Christmas Party and and at the 2nd he wore his made to measure Tilford purple velvet peak lapel Jacket. As he danced with his girlfriend on the dancefloor I couldn’t help shouting ‘Shake what your mama gave you!’ He got me back when we did a company paintball tournament. The pic of us two in our guns an gear hung in the staff room for ages. But, kept he shooting me. It hurt.

‘William, we’re on the same team. Stop shooting me!’

‘Then stop being a pylon.’

If anyone has pics or memories of the things I’m describing, please feel free to share with rest of us!

*more on Dad’s Vehicles. ’64 Pontiac Stratochief ’71 Chevrolet Impala Custom and the Volaré Station Wagon Woh-oh. Volaré! Woh-oh-oh-no! Not a GM product. ‘Nuff Said. Stay Tuned.

#welldressedmen #menswear #devilinthedetails #metoo #haberdashery #merchandising #display

[berry-cat7]

Pants Are Optional

Ao no Exorcist

G Rating

No pairings

Fluff and Humour

1,876 words

Summary: It’s a hot day, so Rin comes to cram school without pants. And before you know it, it’s the new fad. (Or, Rin can’t be bothered with heteronormative bullshit and friends are supportive)

AO3 or Fanfic.net

It was hot today. Not just hot, but humid and that was the worst type of weather to be cooped up in a room with no air-conditioning while wearing layers of the school uniform. Even Yukio, ever the stickler for protocol had left his black exorcist coat draped over the back of his chair, revealing his crisp white button-up shirt that was usually hidden underneath and rolled up its sleeves. “It’s so hoooot!” Groaned Shima as he slumped further over the back of his chair, putting his neck at an uncomfortable angle but he didn’t seem to have the energy to fix it.

Konekomaru dropped his head to his desk as he grumbled “Shut up Shima, we know.”

Suguro was straightening this things on his desk when he noticed someone was missing. “Where’s that blue monkey? There’s only two minutes until class starts.”

“Man, it must be great being bald right now Koneko.” Said Shima as he tried to fan himself.

Konekomaru sat himself upright as he said “I have a hair clipper back at the dorm if you’re so jealous, I’ll do a good job. Bon can vouch for me.” Shima covered his head as if he had the clippers at hand. “I’m joking, I love my hair!”

While this was happening, Shiemi glanced at the classroom door worriedly. “Rin better hurry, class is about to start…I hope he’s not in trouble.”

Even Yukio was watching the clock, getting ready to shut the door the moment the bell started chiming. Honestly, in their opinion he almost seemed looking forward to forcing his brother to grovel in order to be granted entrance and getting to hand out an extra assignment as punishment.

Izumo scoffed at her concern, “I’m sure he’s just-“ Izumo paused and tilted her head thought. “Can you hear that?”

Shima perked up, “Yeah, it’s the sound of my heart beating for y-ack!“ He started before Bon smacked him upside the head.

“Shut up Shima, I’m trying to listen.” He grumbled as he concentrated. At first all they could hear were rapid footsteps that were increasing in volume, suggesting the person was drawing nearer. Then, this person started a rapid chant of ‘waitwaitwait!’ with a voice that could only belong to Rin.

The exwires struggled to contain their laughter as Rin drew closer in a frantic scramble, and then slid right past the door right as the bell rang. It gave them a glance of him speeding by, arms wind milling hazardously as he tried not to fall on his back from the sudden stop. He then grabbed the door frame with enough inhuman strength enough to leave an imprint of his hand as he pulled himself together. He poked his head through the doorway and hardly had enough breath to say “I…I’m on…time! I…I have a note! Stupid…teacher was…f-…fighting with me! Oh dear lord, it hurts!” He wheezed. Yet after sucking in a deep breath he drew himself upright and walked into the classroom.

“What the hell Okumura?!” Bon shouted.

“What? Is there something on my face?” Rin asked as he rubbed around his mouth.

“No you dumbass, you’re wearing a skirt! What happened to your pants!?”

“Oh,” Rin said with surprise and looked down at himself, as if he hadn’t even noticed the pink article of clothing. “It’s hot out.” He said with such an honest look on his face that Bon had to look away and cover his red face with one hand.

“Nice legs Okumura!” Teased Konekomaru as Rin walked to his desk.

“Mm, I’m jealous.” Shiemi added with a giggle.

Yet Rin took all the heckling in stride and sent them a wink and a thumbs up.

“You still didn’t explain why you’re in a skirt. Is that even allowed?” Asked Bon once he’d calmed down.

Rin twisted around in his seat. “Ah, I said it’s hot didn’t I?” he repeated in confusion.

“What’s that supposed to mean you stupid monkey!?”

“Pants are stuffy and constricting, skirts have much more circulation!” Rin shouted right back.

Yukio really should’ve reigned them in a while ago but it was a Friday and it was hot, so no one felt like working. Class could start a bit late just this once.

“Don’t you have any shame!?”

“What’s shameful about wearing a skirt, you stupid rooster!”

“My hair is just black and I have an undercut now, you dumbass candle!”

“Stupid coconut!”

“Haaaah?!”

“Will you idiots take it down a notch, there’s nothing wrong with wearing a skirt.” Interrupted Izumo.

“I think Rin looks cute.” Agreed shiemi.

In response, he made a pathetic sounding little squeal and put his head on his desk. Yet it was futile when they could see how red his pointed ears were and see the heat rising off of his head, just shy of igniting.

“You said you had a note?” Asked Yukio as he extended an open hand towards his brother.

“Well two actually. One from Mephisto and the other from my Lit. teacher who kept me after the bell.” Said Rin as he handed over two neatly folded pieces of paper. Though it was easy to tell which was from Mephisto when one of them was pink with an ornate lacy pattern when the other was plain lined paper.

“Mephisto? Why do you have a note from him?” Asked Suguro with a well-earned amount of suspicion. Now everyone’s caution was raised as they started at the note under a new light, as if the sheet would turn into Mephisto himself in a poof of smoke.

They’d seen him do more impossible things.

“Don’t worry guys, it’s not explosive or something. It’s just backing me up on my rights to wear the skirt, since I knew I’d get some trouble from some teachers. Though I did have to promise to cosplay as Sailor Mercury in order to get it…he even made me say the catch phrase…” He grumbled that last bit but they heard it anyways.

“Wh-what, ’In the name of the moon I punish you’?” Shima snickered.

“That’s Sailor Moon stupid, Sailor Mercury says ‘Protected by Mercury, the planet of water, Guardian of Wisdom, Sailor Mercury! Douse yourself in water, and repent!’” Recited Izumo flawlessly, causing everyone to gape at her. “E-Er, P-Paku really loved Sailor Moon so she made me watch it too!” She defended with a blush.

“Yeah, that. If nothing else, he loves his irony.” Continued Rin. “And the other one just explains that I was held back and not just untimely.”

Konekomaru tilted his head curiously as a thought came to him. “Not to be rude, but were you made fun of today?” He asked.

“Not to my face. Everyone’s too scared to do something like that because they think I’m some kind of delinquent. They were definitely staring and gossiping, but it’s nothing I’m not used to.” He said casually, and it put a bit of a damper on everyone’s mood to remember that Rin used to being ostracized and they were the exception.

“Hmpf, well a majority of the student body are just bigoted rich idiots so it’s not like their opinions matter.” Scoffed Izumo, causing Rin to positively beam in her direction.

“Aw shucks, thanks Izumo!”

“Alright, we’ve messed around enough.” Said Yukio, effectively drawing their conversation to a close. “It’s time for class, we’ll just be doing review today.”

Monday’s weather conditions were just as miserable as last weeks, sweltering heat and dense air. Just like Friday, Rin strolled in with a skirt but this time he was five minutes early. In fact he noted he arrived before the Kyoto Trio.

“Huh, it’s not like Coconut Baldy to be late.” Rin mused as he took his seat. Yukio already had the lesson plan written on the board in his neat print, and he was sitting at his desk presumably going over his notes for today’s class.

“I’m sure he’s busy keeping Shima out of trouble, or waiting for Konekomaru to leave a cat he found.” Reasoned Shiemi.

“Yo!” Their attention was pulled to the doorway by Shima’s greeting, where he seemed to be posing for them.

Said teen was then shoved into the classroom by Suguro, who was standing behind him with Konekomaru. “Hurry up, before we’re late.”

Rin asked with a scowl when he noticed something very different about their school attire. “Haaa? You guys making fun of me?”

“Pfft, not everything’s about you Okumura.” Grumbled Bon as they took their seats.

“Yeah, it’s hot out and you just reminded us that we still had those skirts from when we investigated that haunted bathroom.” Added Konekomaru.

Shima giggled, “I feel half naked.” Which pulled an uncomfortable expression from everyone.

“Yeeeah…ignore him. We didn’t have half as much courage as you, so we just changed into these in one of the abandoned classrooms down the hall and came in.” Explained Konekomaru.

“These stupid socks keep slipping.” Muttered Suguro as he tugged them back up.

Rin chuckled, but then drew his face into an uncharacteristically serious expression, “But really, I know skirts aren’t your style. So why?”

To Rin’s surprise, Bon’s face turned pink as he said “It was Shima’s idea.”

Shima sheepishly scratched the back of his head. “I felt kinda bummed when you said you were used to people badmouthing you, and generally getting a hard time so I though…”

“We just wanted to show our support…unless we’ve offended you?” Finished Konekomaru hesitantly.

“Oh.” Was all Rin could say for a moment. “No! I’m really touched guys! I’ve…you really didn’t need to.” He said softly.

“What are friends for?” Suguro said with a grin.

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧BONUS*:･ﾟ✧

Shima watch the fabric twirl around his thighs as he shook his hips to and fro. “Damn these are great.” He said with a grin.

“I know right?” Rin himself did a twirl to emphasize. Shiemi bubbled with laughter as she watched them dance around. “I still like kimonos but skirts are a lot of fun.”

“You guys are being ridiculous.” Yet Izumo’s tone lacked any malice, which gave Shiemi the idea to grab her by the hands and spin around with her. “St-Stop!”

As Rin looked around, he noticed one person wasn’t a part of the group. “Oi, Yukio get up! You’ve been at your desk all class, I don’t have a skirt here for you but-“

“No need. Konekomaru emailed me about their idea.” He said as he stood up and walked out from behind his desk.

“Yuki!?” Shiemi cried out in shock, even letting go of Izumo who almost fell from the abrupt stop. Yukio was matching the group with his Mephisto Pink skirt but had chosen to wear black tights rather than knee socks.

“Lookin’ good Sensei.” Said Shima with a wink.

“Ni-san…I know I haven’t been that supportive lately and I want that to change. I’m here for you.” He said solemnly.

“Spotty Four Eyes…” Rin was tearing up at the proclamation. “Come ‘ere!” He yelled before scooping him up and a hug, physically lifting him and spinning around.

“N-Ni-san! Put me down!”

“Never shitty four eyes!”

Suguro growled as he pulled up his socks again. “Damn, I should’ve got tights.”

[okdnn]

Mail July 15th

July 15th

Good Morning z z z

Yesterday I can directly say "Happy Birthday" to Sayanee san（；A；）

Sayanee san is really cute, cool and funny She's also good at dancing and singing Everything is perfect … She's really great

She's really a perfect human !! a perfect beautiful superman ！！

I want to be like her I really think so. respect. my goal. god

For saturday too Ganbarinaasayasan（*°3°*）

2nd good morning

After morning mail I went to sleep again aaaah so hot（´･q･`）lol

It's more than 30 degree here in Kanagawa … so hoooot

Today's breakfast look very shallow lol cod soup & fried rice with small sardines ！！

even though I bought tons of chocolate mint ice cream it gone really fast so today's dessert is green tea～（*°Д°*）

aaah… chocolate mint …

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look look （*°q°*）my hair（*°q°*） is alreadt long enough to be tied up finallyyyyyy

Today's 【 Ongaku no Hi 】 We will perform twice after 16：00 ～ and after 18：00 ～

I'm really confused what should I do with my hair …（´･3･`）mu 。

a ー u ー a ー

haaa …（´･_･`）

I met a little bit nasty thingー …（´･_･`）