#some of their outfits are wrong too colours wise

[rabbetto]

I haven't drawn FGO in awhile so I had to do this challenge, after finishing I checked for my mistakes and most of their eye colours are wrong 😭

Original template made by @unouniuniuni

[aha-chuu]

My thoughts on the Fontaine characters rn (pre 4.0)

I saw someone making a post about their thoughts and they were tragically wrong and I disagreed. So here I am, being opinionated.

I'm not gonna discuss leaks, I'm just talking about the character designs and what lore we know from the trailer and teaser :))

Lyney

So, Lyney is great. I love that he's kind of sussy, and his teaser that recently came out is almost... Sinister. And yet, he also checks the boxes of being really fun and extroverted! Venti vibes tbh.

Design wise? His animations are the best in the game, hands down. They suit the performance aspect of his character perfectly and are almost enough to make me pull for him.

Tragically, his character design isn't really for me. I think the simplicity works with the bombastic animations, and I'm glad to see he's wearing a reasonable outfit for the job he does (a rarity in Genshin). And yet, I'm a bit too much of a lesbian to be uber interested in the twinky direction his design leans.

Not pulling.

Lynette

So she's super cute. We have got a lot of cat girls already (I think Lyney should have also been a cat-person tbh) but I love that Lyney isn't actually doing cat things. Like, she's this subdued introvert, no meowing during her attacks or curling up in boxes like Kirara. She's just a person.... Who's also a cat.

I like her character design better than Lyney's; the blue just stands out a lot more than his red does, and the big bow is a better centerpiece to her design than Lyney's hat is to his. Plus, her animations are also nice.

We're getting her for free so I likely won't pull, but I am already preparing artifacts to build her on my account.

Freminet

Have I said how much I like sibling dynamics? These three actually seem pretty close and like they will gasp interact with each other! In comparison to the likes of the Kamisatos, this is miraculous.

I know several people who love this guy, and I do think he looks good. I saw some complaints about his hair cut (I think it's adorable), and the chunky boots & coat really serve to emphasise his awkwardness without sacrificing aesthetics.

Unfortunately, he's a physical claymore character, so it's a big skip from me.

Focalors/Furina

Well she's a brat huh. I worry after Raiden that they'll destroy Furina's character arc in order to make her more palatable, but I want her to go full Marie Antoinette. All the lore with the Oceanids disliking her and the general stuff about using the court for entertainment make me very interested in her.

As a design, I just dislike the twin tails. I love the blazer and the huge gem and the hat that's actually a crown!! Like, Furina is extravagant and over the top, obviously self obsessed - she looks perfect in that regard.

Since she's the archon and she's Hydro, she'll probably be broken meta wise. I'll likely pull, but mostly to make cool teams with her, not because she's a fave of mine specifically.

Neuvilette

... Father?

FR though, I understand why several people are crazy about this man. I do wish he looked a bit older since that's sort of where his characterisation is - he's done with Furina's shit and he's doing all the actual work of running Fontaine. With the elf ears, I expect him to be some sort of long-life species - he has no visible Vision and his hair kind of looks oceanid-like, so I figure he's not actually human. That along with the slits in his eyes. I hope he turns out to be older than Furina, and that he has a kind of reluctant dad & spoiled daughter relationship with her; we do see him tell her off in the teaser.

Neuvilette is the most feminine tall man character and the hair is a great aspect of the design. The colour palette is good and I do like the robes since he's a Judge, however I think it might get a bit boring to look at when you're playing as him - which is probably why the hair is so dramatic, in order to bring interest to the design.

He'll probably be Hydro and he'll probably be a catalyst based on that outfit (it's not exactly maneuverable enough for anything else ':))). I am interested in pulling almost a 100%.

Wriothesley

Another man???

I don't understand people talking about the lack of husbandoes in Fontaine, like look at these fine gentlemen.

We don't have much official info on Wriothesley so I'm gonna dip a little into leaks here, skip if you don't wanna know. He is some sort of prison warden which I bop with - it's an expected expansion on the justice landscape of Fontaine. He's on the rough side of the Fontaine infrastructure, in comparison to most of the other characters. That interests me since it feeds more into the duality themes of Fontaine, though currently we're unevenly biased rn to the more santized characters.

Design wise he's one of my favourites. White/black/red looks so good, as does his kind of punk esque chains. The tie puts me off somewhat, like he looks sort of smart and put together, but then the rest of the design undercuts that.

Leaks say Wriothesley is a physical standard banner five star. This fills me with fear. I also don't know what his actual personality will be, so let's say I'm undecided on pulling him.

Charlotte

I liked her personality and en VA in that one TCG event, unfortunately much like that event, Charlotte looks boring. She's cute, whatever, but she doesn't seem particularly story relevant and her design hasn't captured me.

I'm just not that interested.

Sigewinne(?)

Okay, she's cuter than Charlotte she's a sea slug person so immediately more interesting. She was also hanging out with Wriothesley, which is so adorable considering how different they seem.

We're dipping back into leaks here, but it seems like she might be another Hydro healer. I've seen people annoyed by this, but I'm perfectly fine with it - I don't have Kokomi and I like Nilou bloom as much as the next person.

If Sigewinne is a four star, I hope she's on a banner for a cool five star.

Navia

I know a lot of people like this woman. Taylor Swift etc (I am not overly into Taylor Swift), but I think Navia could be cool.

I find her design overcrowded. I do think this suits the fact that we're playing with French Revolution ideas and she's part of the bourgeoisie, so ofc she's overdecorated and elaborate in her fashion. Even though it makes sense, I still don't like the arsthetic of it.

On the other hand, I do like the yellow - it's not a colour we see in too many Genshin designs. I don't really like how it fits with the blue jewellery though.

Personality wise, I worry a bit that she's gonna be our waifu bait, but they did Dehya's characterisation really well without falling into that trap. Navia could be very fun and I think there's a lot of promise in the idea that she might be a class traitor, teaming up with us against the Fontaine government (wow Genshin loves a corrupt government huh).

Will I pull? She's a geo claymore user and my triple crowned Itto is already collecting dust. That's a no from me.

Clorinde

Everyone say hello to my wife:

(I'm waiting)

I've seen so many people mad at Clorinde when I think she looks great. Her outfit is simpler than is typical for Genshin, but that's cos she's a no-nonsense fighter type! Like how we saw with Lyney, more muted designs often mean more dramatic animations, and we already saw Clorinde doing some dynamic fight stuff in the trailer.

She really interests me in that she's a champion duellist, strong enough that even Childe wants to fight her. We see Clorinde works directly beside Neuvilette in the trailer, so she must be high up in position. A gun and a sword? She's trying to kill Navia, but the Devs describe their relationship as "complicated"??

Clorinde is an Electro woman and these are always queer fyi.

I hope she's pretty straight laced, but not quite in the Sara way. She's boring tbh, mostly because she is always answering to someone else, and she gets so little screen time. For Clorinde to work, I think she needs to have independence and apt presence in the story to be explored - not just a prop/obstacle.

Her personality makes me fearful, but rn I'm pulling 100%.

[djsherriff-responses]

Personal opinions and general character design critique regarding the Nymphs from Rayman (spoiler: they all suffer from having same face/body syndrome and the designers being too horny to consider other design elements)

Betilla: I feel her origins redesign was a downgrade from her whimsical style in the first game, but I also do understand why they wanted to change her, as origins was meant as a reboot of the franchise and they wanted Rayman to be the only limbless in the Glade of Dreams. But since origins ended up not being a series reboot (with its plot only existing in code) and Rayman having skins/costumes who are meant to be different limbless characters anyways , changing Betilla drastically was already meaningless in the long run , much less the choice to make her be a basic hot nymph

Outside of it being impossible to Google her name in front of family , I personally don’t mind how she looks in Origins as the red hair contrasts really nicely with the greens, if you really wanna push some symbolism imagery here you can make arguments the red + green is meant to be reminiscent of flowers or berries. Ultimately though it is just a green bikini outfit with thigh highs and the only real connection to her role as the nymph of the forest/jungle area of the game is the colours, and maybe the odd stitch work pattern

Which is a bit of shame as you can easily replace the blue stars of her old design with an actual star-ish looking flower called Bletilla (literally one letter off from her actual name) or other flora

I don’t think the issue was they wanted to give Betilla a redesign that had sex appeal , I just think they went in the wrong direction with it. Considering that she played a large role in the old educational games and she was a sort of mentor figure to Rayman (if not just straight up his mother depending on one’s headcanons), they could’ve given Betilla a personality and sex appeal by making her a hot teacher type character (who may or may not count as a milf), hell give her signs of age like small wrinkles to really get the point across she’s older than most of the player characters, and she’s aged like spicy fine wine

Her design in the first game is adorable while giving her the vibes of a mature fairy god mother type mentor, but I don’t think it would work in the more modern Rayman games without some updated tweaks. It is pretty though and does has more personality than her origins design, and the other nymphs for that matter

Holly: I like that there’s some actual details on her and some colour variation compared to her sisters, even if she’s 3 out of 6 nymphs whose main colour is some shade of blue

Besides giving her an outfit that isn’t a skirt and bra, I think her design could better reflect that her domain is the desert of dijiridoos by having some musical elements to her design. It’s kinda odd her tattoos/body paint (which do look good on her and her skin tone) don’t reference musical notes at least, wasted opportunity there

I have this issue with Edith and Annetta as well, but I’m a bit confused about why dead animals seems like a popular fashion choice for these ladies , especially since (in the origins game) none of the nymphs are shown as fighters (not saying they’re incapable, the game just doesn’t show them as such) and we’re not giving lore hints about it? I’ll talk more on this issue when I get to the other two , but it’s odd that Holly’s domain is populated by birds and she’s wearing a bird skull

Was it a nightmare and she kill it? Is it a beloved pet and she couldn’t part with them even after death? 🤷‍♀️

I can’t really think of any alternatives for her or the other two animal hat sisters atm, but at least it’s looks badass even if it doesn’t do much personality wise, so points for looking cool at least

Edith: Edith I think is the worst design of the sisters , hands down, no competition. I mean , what is there to really say about her? “Oh we have a level based around a combination of spicy food and ice drinks with dragon butlers , how should we design this chick?”

“Just put her in red with a lizard hat”

Almost nothing about her design reflects her domain besides that she’s blonde and wears red , and that’s only half of the domain she’s meant to be part off. Her outfit pattern could’ve at least have some reference to the ice levels, or give her literally anything to connect her to those ice levels

I also don’t like how her hair is styled, the colour is fine but the shape looks ugly

Incredibly morbid Edith walks around with a dead butler on her head, especially considering the final boss/king of her level is also a dragon. Unlike Holly and Annetta, I can’t even give Edith credit for looking cool because it’s just more red on a very red and bland design

…… do you think Edith uses her corpse hat as a hand puppet?

Annetta: While I think it’s a weird choice to have nymphs of nature walk around with corpse head gear (much less ones of their domain’s general population) I think Annetta is the most justified of the nymph sisters to be wearing a hat made of a dead animal

Considering that her domain has a notable fishing population and she’s already dressed in fish scales, Annetta wearing a fish skull does actually contribute to showing the lore of her as a character and her connection to her domain. Unlike Holly and Edith , I don’t need to come up with some theory about their fashion choices when Annetta’s reflects already existing lore in origins (what little of it at least)

I personally do think the outfit looks ugly and plain uncomfortable, but I will give this design some credit for having one of the more visually detailed designs by virtue of her scales alone, and it actually makes sense for the nymph whose domain is the literal ocean to be in a skimpy outfit, even if her shell bra has to be glued on to her boobs

Unlike Edith’s outfit colour which is just red, Annetta’s has various shades of blues and teals that are reminiscent of the sea. It’s pretty I like it

Helena: Much like Edith there’s not that much to say here but what I can say is mostly positive

Helena’s a pretty standard design of “blonde chick in cool blues with white fluff details” and yeah that’s generic usually, but here I really like her. I think it’s how the fur and cloth looks textured along how her hair front is styled that makes her incredibly cute to me

Yeah, Helena is a simple but cute character design

Weird that a mountain nymph who has to live through cold weather wears a skimpy outfit with her bare thighs out , but I’m gonna assume that’s because she , much like her sisters, was designed to be sexy first and given aesthetics after they made the body model

Fée de la Mort/VooDoo Mama/Big Mama: As cool as she looks, when compared to both her monster form and the other nymphs , you can tell she wasn’t planned to be one of them, especially when you look up Mamma Hite

I bring that up because while Fee has a good design, she is also a visual metaphor that reflects Origins’ identity: a failed series reboot whose plot was scrapped in favour of goofy extremism (or sex appeal in the nymphs case)

So about Fee’s actual design: I personally don’t like the pink used on her and would’ve liked her Nymph form to reflect the monster form besides the hair

probs to the fact she’s the only nymph with her own pose which already gives her a lot of personality , but the combination of her tattoos, bone jewellery and her baggy looking eyes really sells the fact she’s from the land of the livid dead and thus sticks out amongst the other fairies, even if you ignored the bat wings she has

visually she does work as a undead fairy of the underworld who likes to rock and roll, so job well done with that

I kinda do wish they stuck with the frog though

[electromignion]

Bridgewater fanart! (Who is surprised? /lh /j)

This fanart has been inspired by Lauren Shippen herself, from the # she put on the reblog she did of my Jeremy Bradshaw sleeping fanart “also: new headcanon I now have vipin started TAing for Jeremy when he was still in undergrad soJeremy also has one photo of the two of them at Vipin's graduation in his office”. So I had to draw it of course, I’m so thankful for Lauren’s support, feeling truly so honoured so this is the least I can do 🤧

This is to me, what Vipin asked to do to Jeremy, and so he did because he has always appreciated Vipin (a beginning of friendship there?? They both cherish that pic for sure and yes I plan on drawing Jeremy’s office, and yeah I only drew this to put it in a small frame in Jeremy’s office, that’s my dedication 😭🤌 I’m putting a read more for a further explanation of my headcanon and also the outfit (regalia, cords, medallions wise) because yeah there is a whole day of research behind this and also finger cramps because my Apple Pencil decided to slowly d word on me as I was trying to finish this fanart so I used my fingers jejdjd)

So: please know that I’m French, so it was very hard to find information about graduation ceremonies: we do not have that in France, so I’m sorry if something is off!

First of all, professors and whole faculty members must wear their regalia at graduation ceremonies hence Jeremy having his academic regalia. And it made me learn that the velvet colour on some parts of it + the hood colour differ depending on the field they had their phd in, Jeremy’s is white because to me he has his phd in history (at least from what I understood, as even in S1 EP01 he talks in his lecture room about getting credits in history) which counts in the “art, social and humanities” section because history counts as humanities which is white. (Which also explains why Vipin’s tassel on his cap is white because to me he also went in that field) Jeremy’s hat is a velvet tam with a gold tassel which is the formal hat for the doctorate level.

Then… come Vipin’s cords and medallions. I headcanon Vipin as a really high achieving student, I might be wrong though, but he is too great of a TA to not be. So as a disclaimer: all the information I gathered there come from things linked to the Bridgewater State University because I really wanted to be accurate as much as I possibly could (Yes I truly spent a day for that and I might have drunk one or two Monsters).

For the medallions: the one with the black neck ribbon is “the Diversity Champion medallion recognizes and honors those students who have worked tirelessly for the advancement of diversity and inclusion during their time at Bridgewater College.” I really see Vipin trying to really be actively trying to make it go for the best in clubs and such at BSU and the second one with the blue/green neck ribbon is “The Alpha Chi medallion symbolizes the honor and distinction of being a member of the national academic honor society.

The supporting neck ribbon is in the colors of Alpha Chi.”

Which brings us to the cords he has on his regalia: the green and blue cords represent Alpha Chi as well.

The gold cord represent his level of achievement it’s for “summa cum laude” (“meaning "with highest praise", typically awarded to graduates in the top 1%, 2%, or 5% of their class, depending on the institution.” Which is the highest distinction one can have when you get a diploma at uni in the US).

Then the red and blue cords “Graduates wearing blue and red cords with mixed tassels are members of the national history honor society, Phi Alpha Theta.” (Which for me also was a good idea as Vipin is truly going through so many documents linked to history for Jeremy, our guy is that interested into academic stuff)

Then for the purple rainbow scarf… it’s a real thing I’ve seen on graduating pictures from BSU!! And I gotta admit… I’m quite fond of the idea of Vipin being pan 🫣 (just my own hc always)

I’m sorry for the extra lengthy explanation but I feel like it was needed (maybe it is to flex my research /j) as I think it was really interesting in the development of the hcs around Vipin and even Jeremy!

And to me needless to say but Jeremy has been greatly moved that Vipin asked him to do a picture together where they throw the cap in the air because to Jeremy, Vipin could’ve done it with his fellow classmates. And Jeremy is fully aware of how much it was important for Vipin. (And maybe own little headcanon: I’m sure Jeremy doesn’t even have much pics from his own graduations)

I truly imagine that during the whole graduation ceremony Jeremy was feeling uncomfy in his academic faculty regalia because it’s way too formal (although it’s quite mandatory to wear it) so he is just 🧍🏻 standing being no thoughts head full of folklore only (he is of course very proud of his students nonetheless) therefore, Vipin asking him to do that picture must have been THE highlight he had during the ceremony (even counting all the ceremonies he ever had to attend to)

And to finish in case you missed it, here’s the fanart Lauren reblogged and where she talked about her new headcanon (saying this like that sounds surreal to me, I’m so honoured once again 🥹): https://www.tumblr.com/electromignion/716771521320878080/i-finally-finished-my-bridgewater-fanart-this

[sp00ky-scary]

The Mad Hatter kinnie went off the rails

I am only recently familiar with Tetch so this took a lot of research, design discussion time !!

Prefacing this with the fact my Jervis is genderqueer and uses he/she pronouns.

As a child Jervis Tetch was bounced around the foster care system with his sister. During this time Jervis and his sister only had each other and they found comfort in fiction specifically the stories of "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" and "Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There". Jervis was especially attached to the stories, and the two siblings nicknamed each other "Hatter" (Jervis) and "Alice" (her sister who I don't have an actual name for yet). When they were younger the siblings would often hold pretend tea parties inspired by Lewis Carroll's works. As a child Jervis was often bullied often over two things, a combination of genetics and stunted growth because of a lack of food for years on end resulted in Jervis being particularly short (4'9 as an adult to be exact) plus her generally odd looks, and her being autistic and having some "weird" habits and quirks. The bullying and being in the foster care system and a myriad of other traumatic events and circumstances did nothing good for Jervis' mental health and over time he developed paranoid schizophrenia although his symptoms weren't too bad till later in life. As an adult Jervis managed to go to university and eventually became a neural scientist at Wayne Enterprises, she began developing her mind control technology during this time and hypnosis skills (idk how else to describe that).

As adults Jervis and "Alice" stuck together and shared an apartment (I would like to clarify there was 0 incest I don't fuck with that shit and I do not want to write a character like that, yes I'm using the sister idea but unlike Gotham (the show) there is no incest). Except this apartment was in a really shitty part of Gotham (I mean all of Gotham was shitty but like in one of the worst areas) and one day their apartment was robbed and Alice was murdered. This event triggered essentially a psychotic break and Jervis had an episode convinced he was the Mad Hatter, and he kidnapped women with similar features to his sister in his attempts to "find Alice" although she considered most to be "the wrong Alice" and they would be killed. She was caught though and thrown into Arkham pretty quickly.

Further explanation of her mental health just because I want to explain it. Jervis experiences periods of lucidity where he is calm, aware of his actions, and experiences minimal hallucinations. But then she also experiences bad episodes where he experiences extreme hallucination, delusion, lost time, paranoia, etc. His hallucinations are centred around Alice in Wonderland. During his episodes she will often take hallucinogens and other drugs to maintain and further her hallucinations (idk if that would work irl I haven't done much research into hallucinogens and schizophrenia but it sounds logical). His episodes vary in severity and can be quite mild sometimes and her extreme episodes are surprisingly rare. Anyway with his crimes Jervis uses mind control technology, although it's not full control it's more of an influence and a suggestion, if an individual has absolutely 0 inclination or want to do something then they more then likely won't do something, but human beings are complicated so usually they'll do what Jervis wants even if they require a little extra push to do so. Also generally Jervis speaks in rhyme and using Alice in Wonderland quotes, but these quirks are especially bad during his episodes where she speaks solely in rhyme and quotes.

Outfit time, I drew two Hatter fits because Jervis is essentially irrelevant before he's the Mad Hatter. She sticks to mostly blues and oranges and using patterns to create interest, although occasionally wears much more chaotic outfits both colour and accessory wise. I think overtime her outfits would become more disheveled and patchworked. In Arkham somehow Jervis made a paper mache hat, idk when or how but I'm guessing they let him keep it assuming if he's happy and calm then she's less likely to have an episode (although they've got her on so many drugs he's barely human anyway). Oh and the watch with his outfits is basically because his mind control is a combination between his technology as well as good old fashion persuasion and hypnosis, and just the watch helps with it.

As already stated Jervis is genderqueer and uses he/she pronouns, idk his sexuality I didn't put any thought into that probably aroace. Jervis has a complicated relationship with Scarecrow, their relationship is positive, they're very close but not romantic, I guess it'd best be described as a queer platonic relationship but honestly I don't think they've ever defined it or even discussed it. When lucid he has a tense friendship with the Riddler, when having an episode he's quite fond of the Riddler. Other than that she's friendly with the other rogues but not overly close with anyone. And that is all I have to say, fuck I wrote a lot about a character I barely even knew existed before a few months ago.

[venusdebotticelli]

I have been screaming internally about Ed and his little wedding toppers since I saw the teaser, so here's the obligatory Ed In A Wedding Dress fic! Also obsessed with the makeover he gave the little auxiliary wardrobe figurine, which isn't something I've seen anyone else discussing yet, so obviously I had to include that too 🔥🙌🔥 {AO3}

He's got a little carved wooden skull somewhere, in his box of shit he brought over from the Queen Anne's, when he decided his unnervingly empty quarters needed more knives. He's also got plenty of scraps of black leather, with the revamping of the crew's gear they've been doing, and plenty of black paint to go around.

His hands hurt from stabbing wood, fucking up the empty shelves, gouging at the table. Must be nighttime, no light filtering through the papered-over windows, only a fat candle burning low. Creeped up on him, it did, deep as he was into his continued redecoration. His hands hurt, but they won't stay still.

The little skull shows up in the little ornate box where he keeps his stash of weed, for some reason. Happy coincidence, that. He packs his pipe as he grabs it, along with the paint and the least fucked-up brush he can find, with the bristles only a bit wonky and not shedding too much from previous abuse. He lights his pipe, and a couple of extra candles for light.

He stabs an iron nail into the underside of the skull so he can hold it without messing up the paint, and goes about turning it pitch black, really getting into all the little details in the carving with a brush that's really too big for it. Not like it matters much, when the goal is to make it all one solid colour. He tries to make the finish as smooth as he can anyway, despite the wrong tool.

He sets it aside to dry, but his hands still hurt, still won't stay still.

He lifts the crate on the too-empty shelf, the one that hides one of the few remaining things that no one can see. (That Ed can't stand to see.) Peeling the little jacket and waistcoat away is easy enough. He grabs one of his thinner knives, more of a scalpel really, that's seen a skinning or two in the past. He digs the tip into every little stitch that holds the tiny clothing together, pulls its pieces apart without damaging them. He traces every pannel onto his leather scraps, cuts them all to shape.

Hands still hurt, won't stay still, so he gets to sewing.

The fat candle burns out, he replaces it with a new one, refills his pipe. The tiny outfit comes together, all black. He hammers in a few of the teeny-tiniest studs in his collection to achieve the right vibe.

The paint on the skull's dry enough to the touch now, so he stabs the other end of the nail into the neck of the mannequin, and dresses him up in his new little outfit. Looks like a right vampire clown now, he does, all tough and scary-looking muppet, perfect fit for Blackbeard's crew. He grabs the crate that hid him and drops all the fabric cuttings and shit into it, kicks it all under the table.

His hands still hurt, still won't fucking stay still. The grey light of dawn is making an attempt to filter in through the windows now.

He grabs his rum and crawls onto the bed nook, ends up passing out still in his leathers, kohl caked on his face.

Izzy looks at the little shelf guy next time he's in the room, jaw doing that angry clenchy thing it always fucking does, but he wisely keeps his mouth shut about it.

(Ed never pulls the lever.)

~✯~

She's all creamy white porcelain skin, bright red curls, pristine dress. His hands itch to crush her in a tight fist, her and her rosy pink bellend both. (The pink bellend's not so pink anymore, kohl rubbed off all over his side where Ed's thumb wouldn't stay still.)

He's not got a brush that's fine enough for this, to get all the little details just right. He grabs a pinchful of strands of his own hair and cuts off about an inch from the ends, secures them to the tip of a thin wooden stick with some glue and string.

He grabs his black paint, some weed for his pipe, lights some extra candles for light.

He waters down the paint for the skin, makes a thin wash that should look brown once dried. It ends up just looking like a kinda dirty wash over porcelain white skin, so he draws his tattoos over it to hide it a bit, snake on his arm, hawk on his chest, beard on her face. He darkens her hair, mixes some chalk into the paint to make a muddy grey for highlights. He adds some shading to the cleavage.

Some of the skin-wash run off to stain the skirts around the hand area, but aside from that spot the dress still looks too fucking bright, too blue, too nice and proper.

With the thick undiluted paint, he lines the folds of the dress, shadows under some ruffles, follows some of the seams. He darkens the flowers and lace around the collars, on one of the sleeves. He draws asymmetric black shapes on some areas, makes it look cool and intentional, like the asymmetry of his jacket.

She looks as right as he can make her. He still wants to crush her in his fist, hurt his hand with the porcelain shards. Her and the bellend both.

He buries them both in the crate under some leather scraps, kicks them back under the table.

(Ed brings them out some nights, when his hands hurt and won't stay still, when his eyes won't close no matter how much they ache, run dry.)

~✯~

Ed sees the dress during a raid, inside a trunk in the quarters of one of the posh passengers on this ship. It's mostly sky blue, with accents of lavender, all soft pastels and delicate lace, opulent silk. It conjures up memories of a painted little figurine, probably long lost in the mess and confusion of everything that's happened since.

He asks for Fang's help to carry it back to the ship and hide it where Stede won't see.

He doesn't do all the work in one night, hoping to numb his restless hands. Instead, over the course of a few weeks, Ed enlists the help of Frenchie, Fang and Wee John, with occasional contributions from Jim, the Swede or Pete, and they work only until their hands tire with the satisfying ache of a job well done, in stolen moments that won't make Stede suspect a thing and ruin the surprise. He doesn't smoke while they work, this time, not wanting the smell to soak up into the fabric, but they do come together for a smoke and a laugh afterwards, once they're done with their secret project for the day.

They add a studded harness of black leather around the bodice that gives some visual interest and does some real favours to his cleavage. They cut off the right sleeve, a ruffle of black, purple and silver lace draped over the shoulder in its place, matching the one they use on the cuff of the left sleeve, finishing off just under his elbow. They add a layer of sheer black lace over the skirts, still showing the shimmer of the blue silk underneath.

They've properly tailored it to his body, too, and when Ed finally sees himself in the mirror with it, it hugs his shape just right. A perfect fit.

It looks even better on the day, with flowers and ribbons threaded through his curls, his short beard neatly combed and trimmed. In the bright light coming in through the clear windows, he uses the detail brush he made with his own hair to cleanly line his eyes with a sharp wing of kohl, adds a hint of rouge to his lips.

The purple cravat Stede gifted him is tied around his neck, the tails framing his hawk tattoo, with his favourite pearl necklace layered on top. He has to marvel once again at just how fucking good his tits look in this dress, a hint of chest-hair peeking enticingly over the lacy neckline. His eyes water a bit, but he holds back the tears, not wanting to ruin his eyeliner just yet.

Stede doesn't bother containing his tears when he finally sees Ed, an awed gasp that turns into the brightest smile Ed's ever seen, even with the waterworks. He looks gorgeous and glowing in a new suit of red silk, with golden accents and a matching golden waistcoat that really bring out the shine of his perfectly tousled curls. The crew's smiling faces surround him as he makes his way to Stede, where he stands before Oluwande. There are some more teary eyes among the crew too, but Ed wills himself not to cry yet.

Ed stops to face Stede, as his hands come up to hold Ed's.

His hands finally still, held steady, safe in their cradle, no longer hurting. His eyes spill over, tears running freely into his smile.

[greypetrel]

Dance the Marigold

@ndostairlyrium asked for this prompt for either Alyra or Aisling. And as the wise man said…

I challenge you, reader. If you read this, and you’re willing: - Design the ugly outfit Alyra would bully your Inquisitor/Hawke/Warden/OC into wearing. - Design Alistair’s prized outfit, Aisling’s shoes or Nathaniel’s hat. And of course, tag me when you do!

33. Orlesian shoes with jeweled buckles – Alyra/Aisling

“… What are those?”

“Don’t ask me.”

Aisling groaned, wobblying on her feet on a pair of overly tacky high-heeled shoes that just demanded attention. They would have demanded it even if they weren’t so different in style they were from the tartan skirt she wore and the simple white sweater above.

The shoes were covered in yellow silk that was damasqued in silver, had a high heel painted in bright red with golden swirls all over the exterior, and on the square point laid a horrible big buckle in silver with too many pearls and gems of too many colours mounted all around.

Beside the fact that she was so out of shape with them -it’s been more than two years since Josephine had last had a chance to force her in wearing high heels, after all- that she looked exactly like Bran that time he tried to walk on the frozen lake, extremely ungracious and unsure of her footing, they were so evidently out of her taste that Cullen couldn’t but think that something had happened.

He knew his wife, and he knew she would have declared high heels illegal if she had had enough power to do so and not having to wear a pair anymore. He was there when she had leaned in, during an important party at Skyhold, smiling very rigidly and asked him for help because she slipped her feet out of the shoes while eating, accidentally kicked one of them away and couldn’t reach it anymore. And the hem of her skirt wasn’t long enough to cover up that she was barefoot. He was the one who suggested her to raise up as she was accepting the Duc’s invitation to dance and pretend to faint instead, and had to let her go as soon as they were safe behind the door leading to her tower because she started laughing as soon as they were out of the crowd and couldn’t stop thrashing around.

So no, her wearing high heels, and such a busy and tacky pair moreover, wasn’t anything normal. And now she was trying to make her way down the front stairs of Vigil’s Keep on them, trying desperately not to unbalance herself and fall.

Something definitely happened.

“Do you want some help?”

Aisling turned to glare at him.

“Just to make it down the stairs. I could carry you.” He offered, knowing full well that she actually liked being picked up. She actually liked it a little too much.

She frowned, this time, tho, pouting at him. Her cheeks took colour, but she didn’t yield.

“Absolutely not. What if he sees me? I won’t give him the satisfaction.”

Cullen rolled his eyes to the sky at the answer, knowing full well whom that “he” was, and trotted up to flank her, without actually touching her but still ready to catch her if she fell. She recovered in the last years after the Exalted Council, the worst was definitely over, but she never fully regained her balance. She learnt to walk around a missing arm and became proficient in a fight again, but on high heels and down a stairway? Better safe than sorry. Not to make her feel crowded and pitied -which he knew she hated- he went on speaking, taking the chance to sate his curiosity.

“Why are you wearing those…” He stopped, looking for a fitting term. He doubted she actually liked the contraptions, but in the case he was wrong, he didn’t want to offend. “… ah, those shoes?”

Aisling hissed, her cheek pinked again, as her pout grew.

“… They’re Leliana’s nameday gift. I have to break them in, since we have the same foot size.”

Cullen rose an eyebrow at her, snapping forward as she wobbled more, gasping aloud and flailing her arm to regain balance.

“I’m ok! I’m up!” She declared, before he could catch her. She regained her lost balance and very carefully descended the last steps sideways. ��It’s but a kindness for a friend, poor Leliana is so busy being the Divine, she deserves shoes already broken in and more comfortable…” A pause. “… Since she somehow can find walking on stilts comfortable.”

He hummed in recognition, reading between the lines and offering her his arm, hooked at the elbow. Now that the stairs were gone, she looked up and smiled gratefully at him, placing her hand on the crook of his elbow. They moved forward, he knew she wanted to check on the horses and moved towards the stables, automatically, slowing down his pace. To accommodate her uncertain steps, and also to steal some more moments with his wife. Since they’ve been called to the Keep, they had both been so busy in different tasks that they saw each other little. More than in Skyhold, but after two years of living together, not having her around and seeking contact at every single given chance felt weird and felt bad, and he quite missed her.

But he also knew one thing, and waited after they passed the smithy -Herren and Wade were two gossipers, and he didn’t want this to be spread instantly in the Keep- before asking for confirmation of his suspects, a smile on his face.

“So, the Warden-Commander manipulated you in wearing shoes you hate.”

A pause.

“… She was very convincing…” Aisling admitted, embarrassment deep in her tone.

It made Cullen laugh and earned him a swat on his elbow and a pout.

“Don’t laugh!”

“I’m sorry!” He breathed, but still continued laughing. “It’s just funny seeing you so in awe.”

“I’m not in awe she just…” She wove her stump around, gesticulating. “… Has this way with words that makes everything she says seems the only logical solution. Beside, it was for a good cause.”

“A good cause?”

“She promised she would have rested, if I did. And…” She sighed. “Maybe she’ll hate me less, if I wear them.”

Cullen frowned at that, recognizing a hint of self-deprecation she only had after the Exalted Council. Or well, that she started voicing in such harsh terms after that. He knew she hated when he worried and fussed, so, he just told her he didn’t think Mahariel hated her, and squeezed her hand sympathetically. She smiled and hummed in recognition, and even if he knew she was all but convinced, she didn’t insist either. Which was a start.

They reached the stables, and he saw Aisling looking at the shoes. At the ground in the stables. And at the shoes again with a face like she just ate a pickle -she ate everything but pickles, he discovered.

“Can’t you take them off?”

“… I wish it was that simple.” She hissed. “Stupid shoes and stupid me, one would think that three years dealing with the damn Dowager would make me more clever…”

She started muttering, self-deprecation returning.

“Youare complaining? You?!”

A third voice, full of offence and wounded pride, suddenly called out, making the both of them turn. Peeking from the corner of the stables with an angry face and a shoulder that was bare over… Some pink floofy thing made in fabric and quilted with tiny orange bows, there was none other than Alistair, glaring daggers at Aisling. Naming, glaring more daggers at Aisling: their relationship started badly in Redcliffe, all those years ago, and they kept on bickering between them. Most of all, the King of Ferelden evidently liked to rile the former Inquisitor up, and found it fun, as Aisling inevitably got irritated and answered in tow. In the last days since he and Anora reached them, they hadn’t avoided bickering once when they were in the same room.

Right now, both former Inquisitor and Commander stood there, not understanding why the complaint.

It became clear when Alistair looked left and right very carefully, and only once he was very sure there wasn’t anyone around stepped forward, revealing himself.

In a poofy long dress in Orlesian female fashion, extra poofy with extra tulle around the skirt, bows in orange silk where probably bows shouldn’t be, the poofiest sleeves sprouting out of a off shoulder neckline, and corset covered in gold décor and swirls, sinching snugly his torso down to his hip.

They exchanged a look.

Cullen’s jaw fell open, recognizing the same handiwork behind the shoes and the dress, and not daring saying anything. That was, in spite of the appearance, his king after all.

Aisling, less prone to recognize authority just by name for a start, and very less prone to recognize his authority in particular, started to laugh, loud and hard.

Which made Alistair glare harder at her.

“Andraste’s holy knickers- Be more loud about it, would you, let the whole Keep know!”

“Why shouldn’t they know, you look so good in pink!”

“And you have chandeliers on your feet, so what.”

Aisling didn’t stop laughing, and squealed when the man started to chase her, with the obvious intent of shutting her mouth. She rushed behind Cullen’s back, and they would probably have used him as a pivot to run in circles, if Aisling was in a condition to run.

As it was, she took three steps and she was starkly remembered just how little she could walk on heels by tripping on her own feet and falling hard on the ground.

Face first.

“There, serves you right for laughing of me.” Alistair grumbled, crouching down to help Aisling out nonetheless.

“I’m sorry, but…” She snorted again, shuffling to get sitting on her butt. Looking up at the king, she bit her lower lip, in an evident attempt to stop laughing. “… all that tulle…”

“Yeah yeah I look like the work of a crazy confectioner high on elfroot. But I’ll tell you something.” He glowered at her, seriously, and rose one finger. “I’m not dancing the marigold.”

He sat down on his butt as well, still shuffling his hands -gloved in cream silk- to fan the wide skirt out around him in an halo of pink and white. Cullen approached his wife, still a little on pins and needles staying around nobles and figures he was taught all his life to respect. Figures he wouldn’t ever have imagined to witness dressed in a bombonniere of a dress. Which didn’t look half bad on him, beside the ridiculousness of the cut, the overflowing of details and the extra poofiness making him look like a fairy out of a children book.

“Are you fine?” He asked Aisling, crouching down himself.

“Yes, venhan, thank you. I’m all right and…” She stretched her legs forward, monstruosities of shoes twinkling in the spring sun, a little dirty but still in good condition, and twirled her ankles around. “… Yes, still in one piece.”

“These are the ugliest shoes I’ve ever seen.” Alistair commented. “And you walk like a drunk varghest.”

“Well at least I don’t look like a meringue.” A pause. The elf squinted at him. “A nasty meringue filled with liquorice.”

“At least I know how to move as a meringue.”

Cullen paled when Aisling gasped and swatted his arm. Swat whose effect was nulled by the poofiness of the sleeve, absorbing the hit fully. It made Alistair grin and Aisling pout, but at least it served to stop them from launch themselves in another round of bickering and trying to prove the other wrong. A small mercy Cullen was very grateful for. Before his wife could concoct another way to irritate the man, he decided to ask first, trying to convince himself that it wasn’t his king the person he was speaking with, and his wife had been an important personality as well. His wife got a marriage proposal from the Grand Duke in Orlais, put the Empress on her throne and still wrote -and spoke- very regularly to two Magisters in Minrathous. It was easier, with Alistair, if he was wearing a whipped cream pie of a dress.

“Ah. The Warden-Commander has been very convincing with you too, your majesty?”

“Actually it was… Wait.” He looked at the buckled shoes. At Aisling. At the shoes again. “She forced you too?”

Aisling, the one addressed with the question, actually blushed, stretching her lips and looking down.

“She was very convincing.”

“Ok, what did you do? Now I’m curious.” He asked, more relaxed, and looked up at Cullen. “Is she this good at irritating aristocrats in general? Or it’s just with us?”

“I’m not-”

“In general. You should have seen her with both the De Chalons.”

“Hey. They were assholes-”

“Aaaaaw that’s conforting. Also explains why Alyra likes her so.”

“I’m not-“ Aisling stopped, transfixed, eyes turning big and mouth keeping open as she took the last sentence in. She blinked, once and twice, and it was Cullen’s turn to snort.

“Wait did you say- She likes me?” She asked, full of disbelief. She turned towards Cullen, a dumbfounded expression on her face. “Venhan, you heard him too?”

Cullen nodded, but Aisling turned back to the other man, squinting at him with suspicion.

“You’re not mocking me again, are you?”

“I swear I’m not.” Alistair laughed, at this, raising both his hands to show her his palms. “Did you really think she doesn’t like you?”

“She always glares at me.”

“She glares at everyone. She glares at me too and well. Point is: she would have never asked you of all people to be here if she didn’t like you.”

It made sense. It made a lot of sense, since the reason why they were there was delicate and personal, requiring the utmost secrecy. Aisling lowered her eyes, taking the news in. Her shoulder slumped some, as she stared transfixed at her yellow shoes. Circled the points around, making the heavy buckle catch light.

“But-”

“I’m in the ugliest dress ever. The shoes just mean she’s petty, and-”

“Who’s petty, exactly?”

They all turned around, to be met with the piercing stare of the Arlessa herself, one arm hooked with the one of a Morrigan who looked sincerely amused, in the way a cat that catches a mouse is, the other hand resting placidly on the big bump under her stays. She took colour on her skin since the cure and looked plumper in the late pregnancy, her face more rounded, but the piercing, judgng expression stayed the same.

“No one, love. Absolutely no one would have forced the King of Ferelden and the Inquisitor she hired as a healer to do a walk of shame around her own castle in two of the ugliest, more embarrassing pieces of clothing the world has ever seen.”

Alyra looked totally unimpressed.

“Have thou already danced the marigold?” Morrigan asked, smirking down at him. “Dost tell me I didn’t miss it.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re only envious because I look better than you in a corset.” Alistair scoffed, pointing his chin up in pride.

They started bickering, and Aisling, in the meanwhile, stared at the Arlessa, transfixed as before. She leaned towards Cullen, as the trio discussed between them of marigolds and darkspawn to show the dance too, and ways to get some undead bodies to force him to dance.

“Do you think that’s true?” She asked him, with a hint of vulnerability it took years to be so comfortable in showing.

“Only one way to know for sure, love.” Cullen smiled, leaning forward and pressing a kiss on her lips for courage.

She smiled, still bashful at it after all these years, as she always was when he showed affection so openly. She mouthed a thank you, and turned around, looking at the other Dalish.

“You didn’t make me wear these shoes because you hate me, then?”

Everyone stopped to turn and look at her. Aisling rose up on her feet, brushing her skirt off with her hand and straightening her back to look at Alyra. She was still shorter than her, even with the added height.

Alyra, on her own, rolled her eyes to the sky, scoffing aloud as if the topic annoyed her greatly.

“I don’t know what made you think I do, if I called you here now of all time.” She scoffed, stepping forward to look at the other woman in the eyes. “You’re annoying. And whiny. The way you have of having no self esteem and at the same time being prideful to the point of stubbornness makes me crazy.”

She listed, matter-of-factly enough. Aisling stretched her lips and contracted her fist, closing on the wool of her skirt until the knuckles turned white. But she didn’t lower her eyes, not once, under the scrutiny.

“And you.” Alyra turned to Alistair, who smiled smugly at her. “You’re insufferable, and speak when you’re not supposed to and your sense of humour is getting worse by the year I swear.”

“I love you, too.”

Alyra groaned, rolling her eyes.

“I don’t hate neither of you. Or none of you would be here in the knowing of the progeny.”

She patted her bump to state where the progeny still was, at least for the next two weeks. Then, she looked alternatively at the both of them, with the air of a mother who was scolding her children for the tenth time and was tired of repeating herself.

“That said, you are the midwife, your competence is appreciated and welcomed, but your contribution is not required much until the progeny decides to show up.” She nodded at Aisling first, and then at Alistair. “And you are the father, your contribution was necessary to the purpose, and welcomed, but right now is inconsequential.”

“May I remind you that-”

“You may not.” Alyra cut him off. “What I’m saying is: I didn’t prevent two darkspawn invasions to be told when I should or shouldn’t rest and sit down. If you still think your opinion is so necessary, you can give it to me and to all the Keep in ugly clothes.”

She glared at the both of them for good measure, a challenge on her face to speak back at her. No one dared saying a word, Aisling was frozen on the spot, Alistair smiling with more of a habit of such reactions, and knowing better than to answer from experience. After a full minute spent without blinking, she turned to Cullen, raising one eyebrow at him.

“Do you have anything to say too about my whereabouts and level of activity?”

“N-no, ma’am.”

Instinctively, he straightened his back, his right hand twitched and he had to remind himself that she wasn’t his superior, she wasn’t a Chantry mother, and saluting her would be overly silly. More than calling her ma’am, which made Alistair snicker. It pleased Alyra, who… didn’t smile, but nodded her head with a hint of approval.

“Someone at least turned their brain on today, good to know. Please talk to Nathaniel and tell him to do the same, you’ll recognise him by the hat.”

Alistair started to fully laugh, and quickly rose to his feet, a glint of amusement in his eyes that he totally lacked when he arrived, three days prior.

“I order you to wait, sir, this I have to see it.”

“He was in the great Hall talking with Varel.” Alyra informed him, casually, the ghost of a smile curling her lips.

“At the cost of having people see you in this dress?” Morrigan teased.

“I do look great in pink.” He shrugged, and came to offer his arm, gloves in silk under the poofiest sleeve ever, to the Arlessa, strutting just for show. “My Lady, if you would be so gracious as to do me the honour…”

He wiggled his eyebrows at her, and in spite of rolling her eyes to the sky and shaking her head, Alyra smiled, shifting to hook her arm in his.

“Your majesty, you look particularly dashing today, who dressed you?”

“I think it was Lady Velanna who chose the item, if my intuition doesn’t wrong me.”

Alyra rose an eyebrow. “Why shouldn’t it have been me, pray tell me.”

“Darling.” He scoffed, starting to walk away. “She’s the one petty enough to buy something like that. You wouldn’t have touched this monstrousity if it was free, not even for pettiness, and insulted the designer for good measure.”

Alyra’s laughter echoed as the pair walked away, leaving the other three to stand, two dumbfounded and one amused. One amused who turned to the other two and smiled.

“Ma’am.” She pointed out, with the same tone of a cat who just was left unattended in a milk shop.

Cullen blushed and scoffed, trying -and failing- to give himself a tone.

“She was very convincing.” He grumbled.

“She really was.” Aisling nodded, before turning to Morrigan, defeat on her face. “Is she like this with everyone?”

Morrigan laughed, nodding towards the side and starting to walk. The pair followed, still arm in arm, with Aisling who didn’t even mention the option to take her shoes off.

“Only with the people she cares about. She doesn’t bother trying to teach a lesson to the rest.” The Witch explained.

“Did she ever make you wear or do something embarrassing?”

Morrigan turned, raising one eyebrow in scepticism as her all answer. A clear denial, even if her smile betrayed some affection.

“I know other ways to make her do something.”

She cryptically said. When prodded and asked about them, offered options and hypotheses, tho, she just chuckled mysteriously and refused to elaborate any further.

“You’ll see.” She just told them, and that was it.

---

Aisling did, indeed, see, three days later.

Three days later, when the Warden-Commander’s water broke as she was trying to show a pair of recruits how to effectively duck and counter a shield bash “without being idiots about it”.

She looked stunned as if the thing surprised her, and was very pissed off when now both Morrigan and Aisling intervened and dragged her back into the Keep.

Morrigan stopped Alyra’s every complaint that she should finish the training, that this would require hours and she at least could spend some finishing her job and she didn’t understand why everyone fussed over her like so, women give birth all the time it was no big deal.

The Witch, seraphical as if she was expecting the very same scene to occur, managed to put the Warden in a corner, had Aisling state that yes, the physical exertion and the too wide and sudden movement as she showed the recruit the move she intented him to make was what triggered the labour. Alyra looked at her with an expression of pure, utter betrayal that froze Aisling on the spot. Only then the woman seemed to notice one thing about the room. Everything was exactly in the place it was supposed to be: pots of water with glyphs ready to be activated to warm them up. Towels, a table with herbs and a mortar, all in pristine order and just ready to be used. As ready as Aisling was, calmly slipping an apron on and waving her fingers to tie the ribbon on her back.

“… This is all too ready. Were you expecting this to happen?” She didn’t ask: she inquired as if they were in her throne room and she was interrogating some of her vassals about something she was the last to know.

“Uh… Yes? Just in case… You are at 38 weeks, and you were moving a lot…” Aisling managed to spit out, almost apologetically.

Alyra squinted at her, but before she could say anything, Morrigan interrupted her and grabbed both her shoulders, pushing the woman down to sit on her bad and forcing her to look up at the Witch. Witch who had a scolding, out of patience expression on her face which reminded her all too much of Mythal in the Fade, all those years ago.

“You did it all by yourself. Now, will listen and you will do as your midwife says?”

Alyra squinted at her, betrayal on her face. But, she didn’t disagree.

“Say it.” She urged the other, a challenge in her tone.

“We told thee so.”

And indeed, those four words worked better than magic, and when Velanna reached them, she held no ugly clothes in her arms, and wasn’t asked to fetch some.

No one celebrated the birth of the crown prince dressed ridiculously.

[justsomerandomfanfic]

hi!! can i get romantic and platonic matchups for marauders era!

about me:

i’m a girl, about 5”6, long medium brown hair that’s naturally curly but i usually wear it straight oops. i love music especially taylor swift, i love big cities, the colour purple, and plan to go into law in the future. i’m an entj and have been told i remind people of blair waldorf LOL i love clothing, swimming, doing my makeup, rainy weather, and i’m very competitive.

that was a huge ramble lol but also i don’t have any preferences gender wise so take ur pick! thank uuuuuuu

Thank you for requesting a matchup! I hope you like it! <333

---

Harry Potter; Marauders Era

(Platonic)

Remus Lupin:

🐾 You met Remus in your first year, meeting him on the train to Hogwarts in one of the cabins just reading a book, you decided to join him and that was where and when you two became friends

🐾 Over the years, you slowly became friends with the other Marauders, and slowly you became somewhat good friends, joining in on pranks and becoming real competitive when it came to wizard chess

🐾 In your fifth year, that's when Remus told you about his furry little problem, he was worried you'd never want to be his friend again, but you proved him wrong; you didn't mind that he was a werewolf, he was still your best friend

🐾 You'd join Remus when studying, even mainly spending time with him when going to Hogsmeade and so on, and Remus would even spend time with you reading on rainy days

🐾 The two of you were two peas in a pod, best friends for life, completely understanding each other and being there for each other

---

(Romantic)

James Potter:

🦌 You met James when Remus, your best friend, introduced you to him, Sirius, and Peter; oh, and that crush he had on Lily? Nope, that flew right out the window when his eyes landed on you; heart eyes galore

🦌 James was whipped, head over heels, and Sirius loved to tease the crap out of him since he was being so obvious about it, you even knew James liked you at some point; in fourth year is when James finally confessed his feelings for you and asked if you wanted to be his date to the Yule Ball

🦌 You said yes, obviously, since you, too, had an admiration for the Potter boy, and you were beyond excited for the ball, getting the perfect outfit in purple and doing your makeup; and when James saw you walking down the stairs to the ball, his eyes went wide and his jaw dropped, you were gorgeous

🦌 There is when you shared your first kiss, and for the years after you shared many, many more; spending time with each other, almost 24/7, playing games, James teaching you how to fly a broom, and swimming in a small lake by his parent's house

🦌 You were perfect together, always there for each other, even when times grew tough and hard, you and James never lost sight of your love for one another; and in the end, you and James never left each other's side, inseparable; soulmates

---

[writing-vault]

summary :⠀AI Sada and Arven go out for a shopping day in Levincia and Sada gets a makeover to help distance herself further from her human predecessor. Though in the process, she discovers something much bigger about herself then just a new sense of style.

content warnings :⠀none, just some good ol’ fluff

fandom :⠀pokemon⠀( scarlet version )

word count : 3373

ao3 link :⠀link

"Well, Sada, I think you are in dire need of a change. In appearance, I mean." The therapist explained, eliciting an eyebrow quirk from the AI.

"I don't see how a haircut would help with deep-seated trauma."

"Well from what you've told me, it seems you struggle to separate yourself from your creator. Especially since you seem to be a clone of her, appearance-wise."

"So if you made a change from that, it might help. You won't be greeted by her reflection when you look at yourself. I'm not trying to pressure you, but give it some thought." They said, looking sympathetically at Sada. She hummed, thinking over their words.

Sada stood in front of the bathroom mirror, frowning as she tied back her hair in various ways. Buns, high ponytails, low ponytails, braids, nothing felt right no matter what she did. She huffed defeatedly, letting her ashy blonde hair fall down her back.

Maybe I could try some new clothes… The professor must have had some here.

She wandered to the professor's abandoned bedroom, now a spare storage room. She stepped over the boxes and old junk spread across the floor, making a mental note to clean it up later. 

Once she reached the closet she opened it up, revealing the professor's old clothes. They all looked much too revealing for the AI's tastes. Not even the winter outfits didn't leave very much to the imagination. She sighed, climbing her way back out of the room.

"Arven, do you know where I could find a clothing store?" She called out as she walked, causing the teen to peek his head out of his bedroom door.

"Why do you need to buy new clothes? Wouldn't Mom's other stuff fit you?" He asked, tilting his head slightly.

"I would much prefer something more… Modest, than her tastes."

Arven stayed silent for a moment before nodding, "…Yeah, that's understandable." He ducked back into his room before coming back a minute later. "You should check out Levincia. It's got a ton of fancy boutiques and salons."

"Would you mind coming with me? I… Don't really understand fashion." She asked, hesitating for a moment trying to think of an excuse to bring Arven along. 

"That's the first time anyone has called me fashionable." He laughed, dramatically flipping his hair like a shampoo commercial. Sada giggled, watching him quickly try to fix his hair.

"But of course, I'll tag along, Mom."

"I never thought you could fit this many lights in a single place." She mumbled, looking around at the neon-coloured surroundings. "I would hate to see their electricity bills."

"Well, it's not the electric city for nothing." He joked, looking around for a store that had clothes that would suit her. Eventually, the pair stopped in front of a luxury store. "This seems like it would be your style, Mom."

"Veracidad… Arevn, don't they stock exclusively luxury clothes?" Sada questioned, furrowing her brows. "You know I can't afford this-"

"You might not, but my egg donor can," Arven said, pulling out the professor's league card. "It was lying in one of the research stations. I grabbed it on my way back from Area Zero."

She quickly snatched the card from his hand, reading the name on it. It was indeed the professors.

"We are not spending your dead mother's league points on overpriced clothes, Arven." She replied sternly.

"They're just sitting there, Mom. Who's going to spend it if not her living family?" 

"It still feels wrong. Even if I wanted to spend them, we could put it towards more important things."

"You're important too, Mom. You've been wearing her clothes for months. Don't you think you deserve something a bit special?" He argued, looking up at her.

Sada let out a sigh, placing the card in her pocket. "Fine. But only because I've heard that they have high-quality clothes, so they should last me a while." She grumbled, stepping inside.

The pair were immediately assaulted by the overpowering scent of perfume. The entire decor was stark white, feeling almost like a hospital. The floors were polished marble, screaming 'You're a peasant here.'

There wasn't even any decoration to break up the blinding white. Only neatly organised racks and shelves along the walls. Only two mannequins were in view.

"Dear Arceus this place is garish to look at. I hope their clothes are better than their lighting." Arven mumbled, squinting his eyes to see past the bright lights.

"I don't know how humans who can't turn down their vision brightness deal with this." She mumbled, walking further inside and looking at some of the mannequins. Most of them were in overly formal garments, only in shades of greyscale. 

She frowned lightly, almost ready to give up before a worker appeared by her side.

"Hello! Do you need any assistance, ma'am?" They chirped. Sada jumped in surprise as she spun around to face them.

"Oh, well… Do you have anything more… How do I say it, casual? Everything here just looks like I should be wearing it on the red carpet." She explained, gesturing to the luxuriously dressed mannequins.

"Of course, they're just further in the back. Follow me," They said, turning on their heel and leading her further into the store. Arven quickly ran behind them, trying to catch up with Sada.

The racks displayed many more colourful clothes. They were still mostly muted and beige, but it was an improvement. The pair browsed the racks, picking out a couple things that might suit the AI.

In the changing room, Sada hyper-analysed herself in the mirror. Almost nothing felt right. Either being too stuffy and formal, or too sexy and revealing.

She soon got down to the last item she brought in to try; a forest green sweater dress with pale orange accents. She slipped it on and instantly everything felt right.

The dress slightly clung to her curves, accentuating her figure. But it was still loose and breathable, not feeling stuffy like other sweaters she tried. The green complemented the tera crystals lining her skin as well.

But most of all, it felt uniquely hers. It wasn't the professor looking back at her in the mirror. It was just her.

"Arven, I think I finally found something that I like…" She called out, opening up the dressing room door.

"That looks amazing on you, Mom!" He exclaimed before squinting slightly, deep in thought. "I'll be back in a second." 

He came back a minute later with a pale orange belt with a bronze pokeball-shaped buckle. "Try this on- I think it'll bring the outfit together." He said, handing it to Sada.

She raised an eyebrow but slipped the belt on nonetheless. "So, how does it look now?" She asked, cocking her head to the side. His eyes lit up, a wide grin spreading on his face.

"It looks perfect! Go look at yourself, Mom!" He urged, spinning her around to face the mirror again. He was right, the belt really did make the dress feel complete.

"You know if you weren't going to become a chef I'd say you should be a stylist." She joked, looking at herself in the mirror.

"My hair is essentially a wig, Arven. Why are we going to a salon?" Sada asked, raising a brow as she looked towards Arven.

"Well, I assumed you wouldn't want your kid with only dog grooming experience to try cutting your hair," Arven shrugged.

"It's not that bad, is it?" She said, frowning slightly as she ran a hand through her hair.

"You could at least get the tera crystals cut off."

"That is true…" She mumbled, walking into the salon.

The salon was a cacophony of noise. Hairdryers whirring, showers hissing, and everyone talking at once. Arven gripped her sleeve, staying silent as they approached the counter.

Sada wordlessly reached into his bag, pulling out a small pair of headphones. He smiled up at her as he slipped them on, loosening his grip. 

"Hello, how may I help you two today?" The woman behind the counter chirped. 

"Hey, are you guys able to do anything with wigs? Like ones made out of real hair." Arven asked, gesturing to Sada's hair.

"Well yes, but I must ask, why you would want a haircut on a wig?"

"It's a… Complicated story, to say the least. But it is possible, right?" Sada asked. The woman behind the counter nodded. She glanced over to where the hairdressers were working before turning back to the pair.

"It's going to be about ten minutes before anyone is free. But you can take a seat and decide what style you'd like." She said, pointing over to the couch a couple feet away from the counter.

"That sounds great, thank you, ma'am." Sada replied, sitting down with Arven. There were fashion magazines spread all across the coffee table in front of them. Almost a quarter of them featured the same lavender-haired woman on the cover.

"I didn't know the Alfornada gym leader was so popular." She murmured, picking up one of the worn-down magazines.

"Oh yeah, Tulip is like one of the most famous models in Paldea. I think she's only a gym leader because Geeta pressured her into it." He commented, watching a show on his phone.

She hummed, flipping through the pages. It was filled with advertisements for hair products and some makeup. Each one showed off a different beautiful model from the last. 

But despite them all being objectively gorgeous. Sada couldn't imagine having hair like any of them. She grabbed another magazine and was met again with the same result. It didn't make sense.

These are all people hired because they're beautiful. Because people want to be like them.

So why do none of the styles they're showcasing look like they would be… Right, on me?

She sighed, glancing over at Arven, still engrossed in his show. He appeared to be watching some type of cartoon. She watched along, trying to figure out what was happening. After a moment it cut to a new character, and Sada's eyes lit up.

"Arven, can you pause it for a moment?" She asked, looking up at him. He raised an eyebrow but paused it, tilting the phone towards her.

"Why do you look so happy about seeing Hunter? You don't even watch TV aside from nature documentaries." 

"Nature documentaries are highly educational."

"Your brain is literally hooked up to the largest repository of human knowledge on Earth. You don't need education, Mom."

"Hmph. Anyway, I just like their hair…" She commented, zooming in on the character's face. Their hair was short, barely reaching below their ears. It was a loose chestnut-coloured ball of waves, looking as fluffy as an Eevee's fur collar.

"I mean he does have a pretty design. But wouldn't you want to get your hair inspiration from an actual person?"

"None of the magazine models' styles looked right for me. They're all stunning, of course, but I just can't see myself liking any of it on myself." She explained, frowning lightly. Arven nodded in understanding, screenshotting the frame for her.

"Hey, a chair just opened up, ma'am. Could you come follow me?" The woman behind the counter called out, grabbing their attention. He passed his phone to Sada as she stood up, flashing her an encouraging thumbs up. She sat down in the plush chair, fidgeting with the hem of her dress.

"Hi, I'm Stella, I'll be doing your hair today. So, what do you have in mind?" The stylist asked, clipping the large plastic cape over her. 

"Oh, well I was wondering if you would be able to style my hair like this? And maybe dye it a similar colour, if you can…" She explained, showing Stella the screenshot from Arven's phone. 

"Yeah, I should be able to do that. Just sit back and relax."

"And finished! So, what do you think, Miss?" Stella asked, holding up a mirror behind Sada's head. Her hair fell just below her ears. It looked fluffier than a Mareep's coat and was dyed a deep chestnut brown. Some of the tera crystals still lingered, now appearing as iridescent highlights sprinkled throughout the fluffy mass.

It looked almost exactly like that cartoon character. And much like the dress, it felt completely right. It was perfect. It felt like her.

"It's absolutely perfect… Thank you." Sada replied, running her fingers through her hair. 

"I'm glad you like it. I couldn't get all the tera shards out, but that big matted part is out at least." Stella explained, taking the plastic cape off of Sada.

"So, what do you think of your makeover Mom? Do you feel any better?" Arven asked, hopping out of the flying taxi.

"It's perfect, Arven," Sada replied, still playing with her hair. "Although there are still some things I would like to change. Internally, I mean."

"Like what?"

"My voice. It's uncomfortable hearing her voice coming out of my mouth when nearly everything else about me is. How do I word it… Detached, from that now." She said, lost in thought as she opened the door.

Arven hummed to himself, quickly darting over to the computer once he entered. "I think I have just the solution for that, Mom." 

Sada cocked her head to the side, looking over his shoulder at the monitor. "I appreciate the enthusiasm, sweetheart. But I really don't think you're going to find anything similar to my voice synthesiser online." 

"You would be surprised. Penny listens to tons of music with computer vocals." He replied, opening up a brightly coloured website for a voice synthesising program.

"Alright, it's all set. Now we can change how your voice sounds," Arven said, opening up the considerably more drab-looking program on the computer. "Although we're going to need to work from a preset. Unless you want to sound like a tone-deaf Jigglypuff. I can do that from scratch."

"I think that's just Scream Tail," Sada replied with a chuckle. "What presets are there, anyway?"

"Well, most of the female ones here seem to be variations on the same squeaky teenage girl kind of sound…"

"Absolutely not," She replied flatly.

"Yeah, I assumed you wouldn't want that. The male presets seem to sound like they're somewhere in their twenties, at least." He said, trying to feign enthusiasm.

"My approximate age is just under double that, Arven."

"Hey, I'm trying my best here. It's not my fault the people that made the defaults didn't consider middle-aged women when they made them." Arven said, throwing his hands up. Sada sighed, rolling her eyes in response.

"I'll look online and see if anyone posted a tutorial to make a more suitable voice." He said, turning back toward the computer. "It shouldn't be… Too, hard if we just completely copy someone else's work."

After three hours of searching and fine-tuning, the pair had finally made Sada a suitable voice.

"Okay, so you're sure you want this voice? I mean we can always roll it back, it'll just take a while." Arven said, looking back at Sada.

"I am very certain, dear." She replied, plugging herself in and getting comfortable on the floor. He nodded, taking a breath and began to install the new voice synthesiser. Sada went instantly limp, shutting down. After about a half hour she finally came back online with her new voice.

"Okay you're back, start talking. We need to see if it's working." Arven said crouching down beside her.

"Uh… What should I talk about? I can read out a pokedex entry-" She asked confusedly. Her voice leaned slightly masculine, sounding rough. Like her words were scraping across sandpaper as she spoke. 

"It worked, you sound different! And it doesn't seem to be bugging out. At least not yet."

"I… I do sound different, don't I? It feels surreal…"

"Although I have to ask… Why did you choose this voice specifically? It just… I don't know, it doesn't feel like you."

"Well, you've heard the professor's voice coming out of my mouth for months. It's obviously going to be strange adjusting. Honestly, it's just as strange for me too." She explained, putting a hand on his shoulder comfortingly.

"Though while we're on the subject of adjusting to new things… Have you ever felt like? Well, you're happy with yourself…" Sada began, her voice trailing off as she thought of the right words.

"…But you can't stop feeling like there's still that single piece missing?" Arven adds, looking at her sympathetically.

"Exactly! Although… How do you know it, Arven?" She asked, cocking an eyebrow. He only gave her a blank stare in response.

"Oh, right. I always forget that you're trans." She murmured, "I suppose you would have more experience in this type of thing."

"Wait… Arven are you trying to tell me something?"

"I mean, it's not impossible. You can feel love, joy, sadness, all sorts of stuff. Who's to say you aren't trans?" He suggested, shrugging slightly.

"But that doesn't make sense. I would have felt this well before now, even with the professor still around." She replied, looking down at herself as her mind raced.

"Hey, I was the same way, Mom. I went on for years just feeling disconnected from being a girl. Like I was always wearing a shirt that was one size too big." Arven started, his tone was soft, almost comforting.

"It didn't bother me until I started changing myself. Then once I figured out who I really was… Well, that shirt felt like it was finally the right size." He explained,

"I can't say what you are or aren't, Mom. But it wouldn't do you any harm to entertain the possibility."

"I… I need to think about this." She muttered, utterly lost in her own head.

Sada laid awake in bed, unable to shake off Arven's suggestion. She couldn't be trans, could she? Even with programming as advanced as hers, she shouldn't be feeling this.

It's just too… Too intrinsically, uniquely, human of an experience. Isn't it?

She shut her eyes, thinking back to his words. It was true that she didn't feel a connection to her gender. But who's to say being a man would be any different?

But at the same time… This more androgynous makeover made everything feel. Right… Like a shirt that was the perfect size.

Sada opened her eyes again, furrowing her brows as she thought.

"This is my friend Sada… He's really cool." She called out to the empty room. She frowned hearing her words, cringing at being referred to as 'he'. She definitely wasn't a trans man.

"…This is my friend Sada…" She sighed, fidgeting with her hands as she continued. "…They're really cool." 

That was it. Everything finally clicked into place. They finally found that last little puzzle piece. Everything felt right.  They smiled, feeling a weight lifted from their mind. Sada shut their eyes, finally going to sleep for the night.

"See? I told you it wouldn't hurt to consider it, Mom." Arven said, smiling smugly.

"It does feel… Liberating, finding a label that fits me. Although I can't say I expected that I would be non-binary." Sada replied, leaning against the couch armrest.

"Gender is funny like that. So, are you thinking about a new name?" He asked, cocking his head curiously. "I mean, you've changed pretty much every else about yourself. The only thread left connecting you and the professor is her name."

"I… Actually think I'm going to keep her name." They said wistfully, their voice barely above a whisper.

"Wait, really? Why? Don't you want to separate yourself from her?" 

"I do. But, well, I'm my own person now. So maybe I can… Reclaim it, you know." They explained, straightening their posture. "She left behind a legacy of mistakes and destroyed relationships. But I… I want to fix what she left behind."

"And it only feels right to start by reclaiming my name from her." They finished, looking at Arven directly. He nodded in response, leaning over to hug her.

"Well, whatever name you go by… You're already fixing things, Mom. Just by being here with me," He mumbled. They smiled down at him, hugging him tightly in return.

I hope you enjoyed reading, likes and reblogs are extremely appreciated!

[grzlyinc]

HELTER SKELTER (2012) REVIEW!!

(includes spoilers)

i watched this film for the first time two days ago and it is seriously good. important warning before anyone dicides to watch this with their parents or anyone you dont want to watch two or three graphic sex scenes with. I was like ooh a psychological thriller, my mum loves psychologica thrillers! i learned fhe hard way that the 15 rating was generous.

starting off with set! this film has some truly great set designs. so incredibly 2012 if that makes any sense to anyone but me. the ones that particularly stand out to me are as followsss:

-the bathtub scene, oh my goodness it looks perfect. the petals, the colours. wow this movie uses colour so well it really does, the reds pop so much.

-Lilicos apartment in general honestly. i adore the giant rosary hanging from her mirror and just AHHHH its so perfect

-the podium near the end. this is so different to alot of the sets that are sort of poorly lit and crowded. its so empty in an unnerving way, and the fact there are so many microphones and cameras for just lilico stood alone at the front its just so perfect for this scene it put you on edge

-this is just a comment on the scene in general but the shop window where she cries and gets rained on and yadda yadda yadda. beautiful scene in a depressing kind of way, the way the lights make the rain appear red and gold is so nice

SPEAKING OF CAMERAS woweeeee this movie uses camera flashes and sounds really well. dont get me wrong lilico is crazy and most of the things she does i HOPE most people wouldnt do, but the way they often hyperbolise how loud amd bright the cameras are really makes you think wow id go crazy too. near the beginning she says “everytime the shutter clicks its like my brain is melting out my ears” (may not be exactly what she says but you get the idea) and honestly she might be right about that.

COSTUMESSSS okay wow. my favourites have to be her final outfit when it is revealed she is still alive. the eyepatch? ate. the dress? incredible. what i said before about the REDSSS! red is just her colour.

anyway now some stuff about the actual movie and not just the aesthetics. i spent alot of it feeling so so bad for Hada. But then hada just continued to do her bidding and at the end of the day, if she had quit, what would lilico even have been able to do about it? Hada is aware lilico is nothing without her so why not just leave? so then i kind of stopped feeling quite so bad. i think a sane person would quit once it got to acid throwing territory.

Plot wise i think its great, i do think that this movie would not be made the same now, because a key part of the story is that once people find out about her surgery, they all hate her, which i suppose does happen but not really on the same level. these days its become the default that a celebrity has had plastic surgery and its a suprise if they HAVENT, but also i wouldnt know if celebrity culture and plastic surgery are the same in japan as they are here so maybe this hasnt changed as much there

when lilico stabbed her eye onstage my first thought was “well would that even kill her?”. but then i thought “its a movie. it looked good for the scene that way, movies arent always accurate” and guess what. she wasnt dead. my second thought was “why was there no security at a such a huge press event? why did no one do anything when she pulled out the knife? why did no one move a muscle when she stabbed herself or even when she fell?” but i guess because the scene with the feathers wouldnt have looked so good. which is a good enough answer for me.

i was slightly confused to what her plans were at the end because she revealed the fact the was alive to kozue but where was she going to go from there? just go back into her career like nothing happened? how the hell is that going to work? i guess she isnt the most foreward thinker but still. i loved this ending but it left me with alot of questions, but i suppose they didnt need to be answered. also this movie was seriously long which i loved but if it had gone on for any longer my mother would have gone to bed.

this is a poorly organised review i know, but i wanted to get my first post out the way, in the future i will plan and organise! but anyway. i live this movie and i seriously recommend but also am sorry if you read this before watching because you got alot of it spoilt.

-GRZLY

[kaseefashionsurat]

Ultimate Guide to Choose the Perfect Wedding Saree Online

Every bride dreams of appearing like a fairy as she comes down the aisle. But we know that choosing the ideal wedding saree online is a time-taking task and such a big struggle for all brides-to-be as so many variations available these days. Let’s simplify this thing for you. We are giving you some suggestions for choosing your best wedding saree online for your big day. Let’s get started then.

How You Can Easily Find Your Ideal Wedding Saree Online without Spending Lots of Time

Since the Indian wedding outfit is ultimately the focal point of the event, brides undoubtedly want it to look the best. That’s why Indian wedding sarees for brides hold a particular place in the hearts of nearly all Indian ladies.

Because of the availability of a large variety of wedding sarees online, it is nearly impossible to pick the best one from them without knowing the right tricks. That’s why we are here with some few tips that will make your wedding saree online shopping just an easy game. Remember these tips when going to shop for a wedding saree for your biggest day. 

1. Choose Your Saree As Per the Wedding Time

Time always matters the most when you are choosing your wedding saree online. For a day time wedding, only a subtle colored and minimal designed saree is preferable as an extremely gorgeous and vibrant shaded saree can exaggerate your look because of the brightness of the sun. 

On the other hand, for night weddings, a heavy designer and vivid shaded saree is a perfect choice always.

2. Select Saree According to Climate 

Wedding is the busiest day in everyone’s life. So you should choose an outfit wisely that will give you the needed comfort and freedom of movement. So, choosing your wedding saree online as per the climate will keep you fully comfortable. You can stay in comfort zone all day long wearing a lightweight and delicate shaded net, chiffon or georgette saree for the summer wedding.

Winter weddings, on the other hand, are the ideal occasion for vibrantly coloured silk, satin, and velvet sarees.They would keep the bride cosy and warm, plus they have a royal appearance.

3. Select the Proper Fabric

The longevity of your wedding saree and also your comfort are fully dependent on the quality of fabric. So, it’s important to check the fabric before buying a wedding saree online. If you make a mistake with the fabric part, things could go very wrong very quickly. You should choose the fabric according to the climate. 

4. Set Your Budget before Buying Saree

The first thing a person should do before beginning wedding preparations and buying wedding saree online is to set up a budget. If you don’t set a budget and shop haphazardly, you run the risk of overspending and burning a hole in your wallet. There are several alternatives available, ranging from affordably priced sarees for individuals on a tight budget to highly expensive sarees. Choose saree as per your budget so that it will be best suited for your budget. 

Wrapping Up

We hope these tips are enough for you for online wedding saree shopping. Keep these things in your mind when go to purchase wedding saree online from any online store.

Also, you should choose the most trusted, well-reputed store so that you can get your wedding saree in genuine and bestest quality. Kasee Fashion can cater all your needs for wedding saree online. This is India’s one of the most famous online stores where wedding saree online shopping is much easier and fun and affordable too than other sites. Get your hands into your appropriate wedding saree at best price from Kasee Fashion.

Read More: Ultimate Guide to Choose the Perfect Wedding Saree Online

[eyelessfog]

notes because. i never did add them i guess.

maybe im an ass but ember’s face being round feels. wrong? i guess? its just that its Really rounded and it feels weird when she as a character is otherwise sharp edges and also very long. like, she looks sort of stretched out otherwise so the round face feels out of place

her colour scheme, at least, is okay. my issue with it falls in her clothing, where there’s exactly two colours and its horrifically boring. come on. you have green, purple and teal to work with. use it.

more than just colours, her outfit as a whole is a little more basic than id expect. i keep falling back to “well, it’s a cartoon. they have to simplify the designs to keep it easy to animate” but then i scroll down 2 cm and that spectra lady is right there. they could take the time to give ember some patterns. anything.

johnny is fine design wise. id add some stuff if i was left to my own devices and again i don’t like the art style but that’s not what we’re talking about here. he has the weaselly look that’s both “this guy sucks and is cringe as hell” and “this guy owns and rides a motorcycle.” really, the shorthand could only be better if they gave him a banged up motorcycle helmet

kitty. her colour scheme is killing me. the issue here, for me, is that she’s all bright clashing colours. i get the green, she’s a ghost, it’s green ect ect. the red is SO bright though. id understand if it was a smaller bit that was bright red. but One of the colours needs to be toned down a little. honestly? i’d prefer it be the green.

if i were redesigning her completely, i’d show her roots, which she probably has a solid inch or two of. maybe more. green fishnet tights becomes Just Fishnets. red colour is less in your face, dulled down a bit?

take away the purple lipstick also. im so confused by it. do all the ghosts with lipstick have purple lipstick. why is it purple. i get ember - it matches the purple of her guitar. where did it come from on kitty

spectra’s HAIRRRRRRR with all due respect i actually loathe it. make fun of me whatever i didnt know she existed until a fic mentioned her and then pulled her in as an important character and did a whole bunch to make her really cool and suave and hot even. and i was like okay i have NO clue what you’re talking about. i look her up. i see that. and i have to read the rest of the fic feeling in my heart that she uses a jar of gel every day. i mean she’s a ghost so i guess not but GOODNESS.

other than that. i’d probably take out the 2 piece of her villain suit. she looks so professional that i imagine she wouldn’t really be the type to show off her stomach? her legs sure. i’m not even going to pretend i know her im just saying things. add more purple to the outfit, add more RED to the outfit. other thing i hate about her hair is that it doesn’t fit her villain outfit at ALL it only matches her businesswear.

i’d even say, take out the purple and swap it out for reds and greens. earrings, green, makeup red. i’d add a flash of a different colour, probably in her necklace? maybe gold. i don’t know. anyway

the colour schemes of these characters are probably the most annoying things to me. its too much and too heavy in certain areas. but maybe im just super picky HELP

its i should go to bed oclock at night did you guys know. ive spent probably the last 2 hours talking about danny phantom

since you asked

so. w ember i dont look at her EVER i know she has weird makeup from her eyes but hell if i rmemwber what it looks like, ive been thinking about kitty and johnny recently and all i got out of it was that kitty’s hair was weirdly rectangular. get dreads i guess. and that my pen doesn’t do dots very well. im sorry king i didnt get your acne right o777 and w whatever her name is i HAAAAATE her hair w a passion. tone it down a littlw PLEASE

THIS IS WHAT I MEAN BY REDESIGNS ARE BETTER

I LOVE that you gave Kitty dreads!!!!! Also love the body type you gave her!!! And honestly I think your Johnny looks great you did his acne pretty well imo

The like fishnet top for Ember???? I love it. And I love how you've done her hair

And Spectra!!!! Tbh I think your version of her hair is way better - it just looks more pleasing and as painful to draw as it may be, it makes her look less like an evil person (like she was pretending to be lol)

Look at me and compare your designs to these canon ones. Try to argue with me that the canon ones are better. I dare you. (You will lose. The canon designs are merely a suggestion to artists.)

[cullenakingirog]

I finally did Paraluman’s outfit lineup!!

It took me awhile with some pauses in between and NGL I love how this turned out!! Also I did not mean to make Paraluman’s outfit lineup into a rainbow theme that was a happy little accident cugff

Anyway onto each outfit!

Undergarments - legit just a chemise cause I HC’ed Ferelden to have Italian Renaissance-esque outfits because dammit I think everyone would look interesting in those and last I checked the chemise is the underwear for this (unless I’m wrong in which case pls correct me historical fashion is a fun interest)

Mage attire - I changed the mage robes in Kinloch Hold into something more to the fashion I gave Ferelden. The fabric is good but it’s not great, there’s some gold there but it’s more on a way to show what the Crown is able to provide while also not giving them too much because of the fact that the mages are still seen as non-entities of a sort so it’s kind of strange for them to give too much of a good thing for mages

Landsmeet attire - This was chosen by Eamon and it’s fashioned after older eras’ outfits meant to give off “Mystical Wise Elf Vibes” to make Paraluman a bit more palatable to the nobles of Ferelden..

Coronation - Now this is where you start seeing Paraluman start taking control over how she dresses and does her hair. Her hair style is different and more or less something you’d expect to see suited for a coronation but her outfit colour is still rather cold which shows some parts of the life she’d had in the Circle still somewhat having its hold on her.

Wedding - Her wedding with Alistair involved a big decision for her. She refused the white and blue gown Anora had offered to commission for her (partially in apology since Anora betrayed Paraluman when Paraluman had promised the throne to her partially because Anora genuinely does want to do this wedding gown commission thanks) Instead, Paraluman returned to Kinloch Hold and asked her old friends to help with the making of her gown. (A Knight-Lieutenant Joseph Terrell offered to fetch the right dyes as well as handle her hair due to his expertise in hairstyling for his sister, the dye offer was accepted) Aside from that, Jowan visited Paraluman in the humble dwelling she and Alistair had gotten until things at Amaranthine were arranged. There, Paraluman asks Jowan if he could do her hair for her wedding since she knew he won’t be able to witness it due to his current standing with Irving and the templars as well as Eamon who will all be in attendance. Come the day itself and her gown was shown to be a soft yellow with some gold netting at the biceps of the sleeve with pearls also sewn in. This begins Paraluman’s stronger usage of warmer tones.

Arlessa - Her court attire is simple but instead of sticking to yellow, she went for a light orange and red ensemble. Her hair was kept in a simple high bun kept in place with the headpiece. Despite the rank of Arlessa, Paraluman doesn’t have any interest in getting more expensive fabrics due to her preference for comfortable fabrics.

Maternity - And finally, Paraluman’s maternity outfit. She really focused on stronger warm tones by then and her hair had returned to a more loose style but is now longer than before. This is when Paraluman finally settled on a style of dress and also her preferred colours. The Arlessa gown is the last step and IG this is her final product of sorts. 

also the recurring necklace is Reflection aka the illusion Jowan’s gift to her. She never takes it off since it was an important thing to her that ties her to her surrogate elder brother. She just wasn’t able to wear it to the Landsmeet cause Eamon said she shouldn’t.

[dragynkeep]

…would you like to critique the RWBY prom outfits? If you want, that is?

Hell yeah, I'm always here for outfit critiques.

The biggest issue imo with these prom outfits are that they're all practically the same. I get it, new outfits take time to design and model, but if they can make two whole outfits for Cinder for that same prom arc then I'm certain they could've put a bit more effort in designing cute outfits for the kids.

I'm not gonna talk about the guys' out of RWBYJNR since they're both literally the same tuxedo and there's nothing to say about them. They're boring.

All the girls' dresses are just really similar and unimaginative. Most are in their colours (apart from Yang), but the style is just modern prom dress you get after googling dresses for five minutes. All of them aren't stylised to the girls like the rest of their outfits, so we have Ruby wearing a similar dress to Weiss despite the two having very different tastes and themes.

Don't get me wrong, the dresses are by no means bad or ugly, they're just not that creative.

You would not believe how annoying it was to find a good screenshot of Ruby's whole outfit. Ignore her glowing skin.

So, this is a cute dress! It's obviously in Ruby's colour and really the only time she's fully in red without her big cape, and the splashes of black are nice and don't take away from the colour. I like that's it's a gradient that goes into a brighter red at the hem where the black trim is. On top of that, the black sash adds some interest around Ruby's waist.

Now, I really don't like the lace that's holding the top of her dress together? It's like the lace on her corset, but that's on a corset, not a fabric dress where it just looks strange. Not only that, but the semi-transparent mesh thing on her chest isn't really suiting with the style.

It just looks too revealing for Ruby? The length of the dress is perfectly fine, but her showing off her chest with the laced up dress and see through mesh underneath is not really a design choice I would attribute to Ruby like it works with Weiss.

I actually saw a dress on Tumblr that I think would really suit Ruby, link to the overall post here!

It's cute, and I think the covered chest and short sleeves suits Ruby more.

I mean... it's a dress.

Really, it's a nice dress. The style of it directly ties with her usual dress style compared to Ruby's sudden sexier version, the mesh underneath actually helps to introduce some contrast between her white skin and blindingly white dress, and it is her colour!

But it's just really boring. It's a simple white dress with a black lace thing underneath, there's nothing of interest on the dress, so you just kinda have nothing to look at. It would've been nice if they took more inspiration outfit wise from her V4 alternative dress, except obviously changing the colours.

I think this is a very regal and flowy type of dress that really suits Weiss!

This is a really cute dress.

Honestly, with how it's designed, this was the only time I think Blake being in purple rather than straight up black works better, otherwise we'd have the opposite but similar problem that we have with Weiss. The black of her collar, sash and shoes still keeps the colour, and the purple isn't the ugly purple they would use later on in the show.

The lil transparent shirt (What is it with these dresses and transparent tops?) adds a lil' more interest to the top area, and the streamlined design with the slit is a different look from the rest of her team, since they all went in short and puffy out skirts compared to Blake's.

Yes, it's a little plain still, and the bow randomly changing to a teal colour rather than a black like it looks here is a random colour that sticks out a bit too much with Blake's pallete. That said, it's still a nice dress.

Though Blake could've been one of the girls to go in a suit or something? She never wears dresses and prefers more pants and shorts, while still being pretty feminine. Idk, I don't understand the strict gender roles in this show where Jaune got laughed at for simply wearing a dress.

Thought that didn't exist in Remnant but okay.

Since her allusion is Belle, you could easily take inspiration for Blake's dress from Belle's in the Disney movie. Not so much as big and poofy, but the style of the top portion would look really nice.

Once again, Yang is in my least favourite outfit of the team.

It's just really boring to look at. It's a short dress with a lower neckline. I know it was because they didn't realise until it was too late, but Yang is once again not in her colour. I really wouldn't put her in bright yellow, but a nice cream or maybe pastel yellow would work a bit better with the big mass of yellow hair behind her.

A gradient similar to Ruby's would be really nice on the dress. Have the yellow be more saturated at the bottom to better distribute the colour throughout.

But really, and I've seen a lot of artists do this, put Yang in a qipao. If she's meant to be Chinese, why not take the opportunity to put her in a Chinese style dress? There's so many beautiful designs on them, Yang would look stunning in one.

Yes, I had to use this picture.

Really, I think this is up there with Blake as my favourite out of all the prom outfits. It's not a hard contest, but this dress is the only time where the overall dress style fits Nora.

The heart shaped top with the pointed bottom looks like a heart, fitting in with Nora's heart motif in her design, along with the puffed out skirt that sells the cute and girly style that Nora uses. The white skirt rather than having it all be pink makes the heart stand out more, and just keeps it from looking too plain like Weiss or Yang's.

I don't know if it's just the weird filter that plays on the Poser era episodes, but I like that the white even has a light pink tint to it.

Really, I would just add accessories and some detail to the dress, as well as change the shoes. All the girls are wearing open heeled shoes.

Pyrrha, what Carrie nonsense are you wearing-

Okay, the actual dress style is a nice one. I think it really does fit Pyrrha's more mature personality compared to the younger, more girlish style that most of the other girls wear.

The problem is that it's all red and it look ugly because of it. This is way too much of one colour with no detailing or accessories to break it up. You look at it for five seconds and get bored of it, because there's nothing there worth noting.

The only thing that catches your attention is Pyrrha's circlet, but now compared to her fighting gear, the gold is stuck on her head, partially hidden behind her red fringe. You really need to take more of the gold and add it to the actual outfit to better distribute the colour.

Go more for Greek style, like toga, with multiple layers that you can add different colours and designs to so you fit Pyrrha's allusion and make it more interesting and just nice to look at.

[is-nini]

Dragon! King! Zhongli x servant! Bunny! Reader.

A/n: i tried my best to make it as gender neutral as possible.. i hope it's good.

Requested by: anon

You are a half bunny half human breed. You have a fluffy (f/c) bunny ear and a little bunny tail behind you. Whenever you and your master, Zhongli stands between eachother, people will always be shocked because of how difference in size the both of you are. Zhongli's hand always engulfed your waist that's how big he is compared to you.

When people heard about their dragon king having a half bunny half human breed as a servant, they tend to think that you are going to die soon. And to be honest that's what you thought too considering you never really meet the dragon king.. but now, you and your half dragon half king master is so SO close even the people around the castle was surprised.

King Zhongli was never close to anyone. Not even close with the neighbouring King and queen. So it is always a wonder.. how can you get close to this.. scary king? Well you don't know either but you are happy to be a special half human half bunny servant for him.

Everywhere your master go you always follow. That's his number one rule for you. Follow everywhere he go. The second rule he made is to always follow his order. Which is normal but.. sometimes his.. order is interesting.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Ah- y/n can you use this outfit for me please".

You blink once and then twice, looking at your master with a confused look on your face. Even though this is a beautiful outfit you feel like you don't deserve it so you were about to reject it when suddenly your master said.

"Ahem.. i believe you haven't forgotten about your rules?".

You pout and whine.. yes. You whine. To your master. Yes your master who is the god of war.

"But master!!"

"Ahem..".

"..... Yes master".

You sigh and takes the outfit from his hand.

The outfit goes from very rich brown colour on the top to black on the bottom, the sleeves is a little bit puffy and reached your elbows. Outfit has A gold embroidery is littered around the dress, making a elegant swirl pattern. All you know is this outfit is fit for a royalty.

A royalty.

Yes a royalty, and you are King Zhongli's servant.. why did he asked you to wear this? Something fit for a royalty?.

"I believe i order you to change?".

Your master asked, you looked at him suspiciously but keep walking towards the walk in wardrobe with a suspicious glance to your master. Making him giggle. Yes he giggle for you. It is weird indeed.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Your master has been very weird.. he is so Weird that it becomes a normal thing for you.

Like yesterday, he asked you a very peculiar question. About is it possible for a king to marry a servant? You're answer is yes because you think that as long as the king has no queen and still making the rules around the kingdom then anything can happen.

He seems pleased by your answer and keep staring at you while you make a cup of tea for him. Making you looked back at him weirdly.

"Do you need anything master?".

You asked, wondering why did he keep staring at you. He shake his head and place his head on his hand that he propt on top of the dark wood table.

"Nothing, I'm just watching you,".

Hearing that respond you deadpanned and shook your head, you have a weird master.. he do questionable things but you still love him anyw- wait.. love? You instantly blushed and fanned your face. How can you say you love him?! No no no that's not right. Your bunny ear twitched, Zhongli keeps looking at you and noticed your ear twitched, making him curious but enjoying your red face he decided to not say anything and just enjoy the view.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You never really notice your feelings but when you did, You are a blushing mess whenever you're with your master. You know it's wrong but you cannot really stopped loving your master.. your kind, handsome, funny, hilarious, cool, smart, wise- ahem! Ups too far y/n stay. Stay cool.

And you did, you take a deep breath and took a glance on your master and then proceed to think about how amazing your boss is, not realizing that you have stopped cleaning the bookshelf.

A cough caught your attention and You turn and looked at your master who is staring back at you. Your body went tense instantly.

"Are you okay? You're spacing out..".

He said, you shake your head as fast as you could, your face exploding with red colour. Your master sigh, standing up, walking towards you, making you back up. You felt the wall bumping to your back you stare up at your master who is about an inch away from your face.

"I asked you. Is something wrong?".

His voice is stern yet soft at the same time, you shake your head as fast as you could but your head suddenly stopped when his hand cups your cheek. Before you could react he suddenly kissed your lips softly for a couple of second as you hold your breath.

Y/n.exe has stopped working.

He pulled away and see your shocked reaction, giggling as he gave you some space.

When your mind has started working again you panicked, started to wail your hand around, scared for you life.

You master just kissed you, your boss just kissed you.

.. and you like it.

A smooth giggle comes from his lips as he pulled your hips towards his and peck your head.

He inches his mouth closer to your ear, kissing your eara dn whispering something using his deep voice.

"You'll be the royalty from now on. You will rule this kingdom with me, no rejection".

Is all he said and then leaving you alone in his study room to announce the new ruler of the kingdom.

Y-you feel like sofia, becoming a royalty overnight?! You shake your head quickly and was about to tun towards the door when suddenly a bunch of maid's appear, some you know and some you're not familiar with, all of them looking at you wide eyes.

"How?!"

"What in the world happened?!"

"How did you become a royalty?!".

Questions was thrown at you but nothing get passed your head. This all is so sudden.. and it is scary but thinking about being togather with Zhongli... Your boss who is now your boyfriend apparently doesn't sounds bad.

From that day forward everything is a mess for you. Of course you changed from servant to a royalty, who would be shocked? Nothing is easy for you, now you are being served, Zhongli called you "dear" or "loved" or even "baby bunny". you, who are not used to this always blushing whenever you are in close proximity to him.

There's alot of things you are not prepared for near the future and you know it, yet you couldn't help but feel comfort and happiness, reminded that you'll be with your boyfriend in every step of the way.. who would thought that you.. a simple servant of zhongli would become his soulmate? The world will never know, one thing for sure is that you and him are in love.

A/n: i hope this is not bad... I'm sorry if it dies seems rushed, any feedback or complaints is always welcome!.

[2030kamenriders]

Ok so here was that outfit I was talking about.

(Ignore his face. I messed up on the line-art on his face. In the 0.1% chance that Ateez sees this I apologize in advance.)

So anyway, let's break down what we're looking at here. This was an outfit that one of the Ateez dudes were wearing the other day while performing their song 'Cyberpunk'. Or at least, this is a drawing of him wearing the outfit. Since the group often has some intense choreo, and the suit was all black with various layers, it was a little confusing to understand what was going on until I drew it.

(That being said, I almost definitely got some details wrong, because I couldn't find out what the back of the suit looked like.)

For starters, anything shaded in with pencil is some sort of regular fabric, and anything coloured in with the marker pen is some sort of reflective-ish type of material. maybe leather, I dunno. Probably leather. It better not be that pleather stuff or else— (has to stop myself from going on a tangent)

Anywho, the base seems to be some pants (not too loose or tight) and a very low-cut tank top (relatively tight). However, there's an additional piece of fabric that goes over the chest of the tank top, effectively giving his chest more coverage. Not sure if this is only attached at the front, or it is it's own piece with a back to it.

Then we got these interesting-shaped shoulder things that seem to be holding up his plain emo wrist-warmers. Except his wrist-warmers are more like arm-warmers, going from the middle of his fingers to above his elbow. Strangely, the shoulder things don't seem to be tightly fastened around his arms, though? Perhaps they're attached to the tank top.

There is this thick leather-ish... belt? at the waist, somewhat high up, but not too high. Honestly I don't know if it's a belt, because it doesn't have buckles or any visible seam or zipper at the front.

Now for the coolest part of the outfit: 2 layers of a non-symmetrical half-skirt type of fabric, hanging from the sides of the top of the pants. These skirt-like fabrics also have straps of leather-type material, kinda like someone repurposed some old belts.

And of course, shoes. To be honest the shoes were pretty normal so I don't know what else to say about them. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

Yeah, looking back, the outfit wasn't as complex drawing-wise as I thought. For some reason I originally got the impression that the top was made out of a lot more pieces of fabric. However, there's still aspects that are confusing me (like how those shoulder things didn't slip. Or how the leathery pieces hanging from the skirt-like fabric didn't become a tripping hazard. And most importantly: do his pants have pockets).