#spikey leather boots

[curiouslyvoidy]

Men in spikey clothes you agree, reblog

[devdas5z]

Mistress Damazonia

[biohazard-inevitable]

Its hard work being a goth

[mrsshabana]

𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐆𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

꒦꒷‧₊ Content Gyutaro x female!reader, fluff, school au ꒦꒷‧₊ Note 1k words. Got this idea from this amazing art piece I reblogged earlier today ♡

You don't belong here. Girls like you would never be caught dead in detention. With your cute pleated skirt, pastel colored cardigan, and animal plush keychains that hang from your backpack.

Now a guy like him, this is where he finds himself most afternoons. At this point Gyutaro is in detention more often than he's in class. Probably the most intimidating guy in school. If his towering height and sour attitude aren't enough to deter you, then his attire will do the trick. Always decked out in heavy punk fashion. He wears combat boots, ripped jeans, leather jackets, spiked bracelets, and not to mention copious amounts of piercings.

It's almost comical seeing the contrast as you sit next to him in detention.

The sweet scent wafting from you immediately hits his nostrils. Cupcakes...? he thinks to himself.

With a sigh Gyutaro leans back in his seat, crossing his arms and stretching out his long legs. He looks at you from the corner of his eye, watching curiously as you fold your arms and lay your head down.

He looks around the room, noticing the teacher sitting at a desk in the front of the classroom. This teacher always supervises the students in detention, and without fail, he falls asleep after ten minutes or so. Gyutaro can never seem to remember the teacher's name. He only remembers him because of the giant lump he has on his forehead.

Once the teacher falls asleep, Gyutaro reaches over to his backpack and pulls out a crumpled piece of paper and a half-broken pencil.

"Pst," you hear a raspy voice whisper as someone nudges your arm. You slowly open your eyes to see a large hand with black painted nails holding a small piece of paper.

"Hm...?" you hum as you take the note.

The tall boy dressed in black who sits beside you quirks a pierced brow, waiting for you to open it.

Unfolding the small piece of paper you see something scrawled in messy handwriting, "What u do 2 get stuck in here?"

A small smile tugs at the corner of your lips, detention suddenly got a bit more exciting.

You pull out a Hello Kitty mechanical pencil and write, "I refused to change my skirt."

Somewhat ashamed, you hand the note back over to the boy. He quickly opens it and frowns upon reading the sentence inside. Unashamed, he immediately looks down at your skirt.

"Looks fine 2 me," he writes back.

"They said it was too short and a distraction," you blush as you admit this to him. It took a lot of courage for you to wear this skirt. Expressing yourself through your clothes has always been something you were afraid to do, always worried that people may judge you or give you disgusted looks. And when you finally got the courage to wear something you actually liked, you get shamed for it.

He scoffs and scribbles back, "They tripping. Its not 2 short. Its cute. Wear whtvr the fuck u want."

"Thanks. I think I will :3" his comment gives you some of that confidence back. He's right, you shouldn't feel ashamed about what you choose to wear and how you choose to express yourself. Besides, look at him. His outfit is probably breaking a few rules and he doesn't seem to care at all.

"Its badass u stood up for yourself cupcake."

You smile when you receive the note and read the nickname he gave you, "Cupcake?"

"Yeah. U smell like em." He scribbles a drawing of a cupcake below his sentence.

"Thanks!" you draw a little cat eating the cupcake.

In return, Gyutaro draws a spikey collar around the cat's neck and gives it a little mohawk. Seeing the cute drawing you can't help but giggle.

You briefly make eye contact, and Gyutaro has a shy smile on his face.

"Wanna get outta here?" he leans over and whispers to you, "Old man's asleep, he won't notice."

Looking over at the teacher you see him slumped over the desk, a dribble of drool dripping down his lip.

"Won't we get in trouble?" you whisper, worried about getting in even more trouble.

"Who cares, you're a bad kid now." With a smirk, Gyutaro quietly slings his backpack over his shoulder and stands to leave. When he sees you hesitate to follow him, he takes your backpack and walks out the door.

"Hey!" You whisper, internally panicking as you watch him casually leave the room with your belongings. You have no choice but to follow him now.

Even though your inner voice is telling you not to, you slip out of your seat and tip-toe toward the door. Outside you see Gyutaro leaning against the wall with your backpack in hand.

"I can't believe you did that!" you pout with a flustered face as you snatch your backpack from him.

He chuckles, "Tsk I did you a favor. Besides, it feels good right?"

"What?"

"To break the rules," he smirks, looking down at you.

You blush and look away, trying to hide your flustered expression, "kinda..."

Shoving his hands in his pockets, he begins to walk down the hall knowing that you'll follow him without asking. And of course, you do just that.

"So, you got a name or you just want me to keep callin' you cupcake? I'm gonna keep sayin' it either way though," he chuckles.

"My name is Y/N... but I don't mind if you call me cupcake I guess," you mumble that last part under your breath, "What's your name by the way?"

"Gyutaro," he says. The piercings under his lip contort as he smiles.

"Well," you look up at him, "I hope we get detention together again someday."

"Oh we will, cuz I'm gonna teach you to rebel just like me!"

[featherwurm]

Gotta hit all characters with the gothification beam at some point, although I didn't push it very hard with them and tried to keep it what I think is in character - neither of them have extensive selections of clothing to their name, and most of what they do have suits their tastes. Tav likes things that are light and comfortable (and sleeves suck), Karlach likes form-fitting stuff that shows her off her physique as well as some spiky chunks of stuff that up the intimidation factor.

Tav is a very classic very early goth - basically still post-punk; original Joy Division shirt (long since chopped off sleeves and neck), junky jeans with Siouxsie and the Banshees and Bauhaus patches, trashed fishent gloves, doc martins, some long chain necklaces with spooky pendants along with some saftey pin chain decor, and some tail rings. Oh and her usual earrings.

Karlach is honestly still basically metal; it's what's in her fairly simple closet - Slayer shirt, her usual hair and piercings, some leather cuffs, spikey belt, chain decor, ripped tight jeans, and her motorcycle boots.

They're going to a goth show at local club. If you know what I mean it's like the Catalyst in Santa Cruz or the Casbah in San Diego - something that brings headliners but also newbies and has a smaller feel (just big enough to get Karlach pumped the fuck up, but Tav doesn't get nervous coming and going.)

[llorom4nn1c]

☆🎀 How to dress like Taylor Momsen! 🎀☆

I haven't written a how to dress like post so I figured it was time to do another one! I'm mainly going to focus on her style in the late 2000s and early 2010s since those are my favourite times for her style.

☆ Early The Pretty Reckless (2008-2009):

During The Pretty Reckless's early days, Taylor's style was very different, but still pretty different. I think her style might have had a little Courtney Love/kinderwhore influence, while still being ery edgy. She would still mostly wear dresses, but she would go for baby doll dresses rather than her later bodycon dresses.

Her main stage staples besides baby doll dresses were leather jackets and black boots. I noticed she also wears a rosary in most photos from this time. For her street style, she almost never wore pants and would instead usually opt for oversized shirts that she would wear as dresses, mini skirts, and shorts. She'd usually wear these with things like flannels, black jackets, and sometimes lacey tights.

☆ Light Me Up (2010-2012):

This is definitely the most iconic era of her style. During this time, she would pretty much only wear dresses, especially on stage. Most of her stage outfits were sleeveless bodycon dresses with thigh highs, garters, and platform heels. Some other staples from this era were oversized t-shirts, flannels, and leather jackets.

She would also accessorise a lot with things like spikey chokers, long necklaces, and plain black bracelets. There are also a few pictures where she's wearing corsets and patent buckle Demonia boots.

☆ Going To Hell (2013-2015):

This was the album cycle where she seemed to be trying to tone down her style a little, but I still really like this era so I'm including it anyway. Unlike during the band's previous eras, Taylor had a much more casual style and hardly ever wore dresses. She mainly wore skin tight leather pants, racerback tank tops, studded belts, leather jackets, heeled or platform boots, and big sunglasses.

This was also the era that her iconic safety pin cross shirt came from, so anything with crosses on it is also a good choice.

That's it, byeee!!!

[bleeding-hart]

visuals for the marauders

putting this here so I have a reference later when I'm actually writing and posting the fanfic (rn I just have a good chunk plotted out and some scenes in my brain). Also including their pronouns so it makes a little more sense. For their clothing, it's just their choices when they don't have to wear the school uniform (I hate the uniform deeply imo no one looks as hot in robes). I am taking artistic license with their designs bc I can make them look better than their canon designs do easily. If I said something contradicting these earlier, ignore it, I've got shit memory and adhd.

Sirius (he/they/she): long hair, one of those really queer nonbinary bun type things? She wears half goth half casual punk clothing stuff (like fishnet shirts under sleeveless black hoodies/ corsets with leather band jackets, etc. Definitely a spikey black boots/spiked collar type person). Decently pale skin and really dark blueish eyes, like the night sky right before it fades to black or the sea during a thunderstorm. They do their own piercings which has given them more than one infection, but he does have some successful ones (nose bridge, eyebrow, lots of ear stuff, and snakebites). Remus will insist to do it for them if he knows that she has a new idea, and he's significantly safer about them.

Remus (he/they? He/him? Somewhat cis but has a complicated relationship with gender): short golden brown hair that's in a barely noticeably mullet style. Nostril piercing (Sirius said it would look good on him so he did it). Warm-toned light brown skin with a lot of freckles that you generally can't see, dark amber eyes. Dresses for comfort over style, which usually means t-shirts, sweatpants and beat up old sneakers. Their only very noticeable scar on their face is one over their lips and chin. They have more, but the others are more skin toned.

Peter (he/they, sometimes it): generally very cute, light skin with some freckles and messy wavy blonde hair, pale sky blue eyes. Sirius is trying to convince him to let them give him snakebites but he's very on the fence about it (he barely even wears makeup so he isn't the most adventurous about that stuff). Thick/long lashes. Tends to wear muted neutral colors. The only jewelery that he's consistent about is a leather bracelet he always has on his left wrist. Tries to not be visually noticeable, tends to hang around the back of the friend group and let the others get all the attention.

James (he/him probably): longer curly/wavy dark brown queer mullet (tboy energy) and warm brown skin. Dark golden toned brown eyes. People tend to think he and Remus are cousins or something which he thinks is really funny (he's definitely turned around and started making out with him for as a bit when someone asks them if they're related). Usually wears brown dyed or bleached jeans and reddish-brown/brown/green-brown/yellow t shirts and tops for the cohesive and effortless energy. Paints his nails bright colors whenever he can as a contrast to Sirius's chronically flaking black nail polish. Has his lobes pierced but usually just wears gold studs. Wears gold bands around his biceps so he can flex when he wins a quiddich (<- I did not check how to spell that, you know what I mean) match

Regulus (he/him): he prefers to wear more formal clothing because that's what he was raised doing and the layers help him cover up any raised areas on his binder, but when that isn't an option/he's too depressed to do anything fancy, he wears black hoodies that are significantly too large for him (barty or evan's usually). Makeup tends to give hm dysphoria, but he always fills in his eyebrows and he'll put eyeliner on his waterline when he's going to an actual event. He pierced his tongue as an act of rebellion when he was younger and now he just fidgets with it a lot, other than that he just has his lobes done (he got them as a newborn) and he always leaves them empty in hopes that they'll seal up.

I know what the others look like but this is long enough as is haha

[rhmis-user-2020]

Fun facts about my LazyTown OC

Gwyneth actually carries the boombox, cause she much prefers holding the boombox with her so she can blast some music while alone where no one will get bothered for the day.

She is the embodiment of a 2000s punk girl, she dons a spikey choker with black pants and leather boots but now wears a wildberry purple short-sleeved shirt. As well as white and black arm warmers, her hair was tied up. She does look like a 2000s type of alternative fashion, she won't mention the names of emo bands or punk bands.

Gwyneth is Rotten's sister, but her personality is slightly opposite to Robbie's while showing a softer side like him. She is 21 but he treats her like a 6-year-old due to her being younger than him, which makes her angry. He totally vibes with someone like her, unlike Robbie Rotten. Gwyneth doesn't hate Sportacus entirely which is why she will often compliment him when Robbie is nowhere to be seen, she often facepalms at things as well as rejects hugs or avoids eye contact. She only speaks when necessary, which is why she is a silent observer. When Robbie is not doing anything in his lair, she will take charge of it. Albeit, she will only be a silent observer.

She came to LazyTown because Robbie was sending her letters, begging to see her. Due to not seeing her ever since he stayed in LazyTown, she stayed in a separate town for 21 years. She goes to LazyTown as a means of way to see Robbie and be with him, but she still is annoyed that he is sending her 100 letters.

Gwyneth, who speaks only Icelandic. Only speaks English when it's necessary, which is the whole reason why she won't speak only if it's required.

She is aromantic heterosexual which means she experiences exclusive sexual attraction to the opposite gender, but they do not experience romantic attraction. She once had a crush on Sportacus and compliments him when Robbie isn't around. Or even if Robbie is around, she praises Sportacus. This may cause Robbie to think his sister has a crush on someone whom he hates, which makes him worried.

If Robbie speaks ill about Sportacus, she won't like it. She scoffs at Robbie or rolls her eyes, she once met Sportacus and even he isn't like what Robbie says.

She is rather okay with the kids in LazyTown but due to rejecting hugs or avoiding eye contact and won't understand emotions of the kids, she won't be able to converse with them.

Gwyneth doesn't talk that much with the mayor of LazyTown or Bessie, but she often doesn't mind talking to them.

[imtotallyokandnormal]

》☆Proxy Info!☆《

Sooo because I felt like dumping all of my brainrot in one place I'm gonna talk about the personalities of some of the creeps in my au!

Sorry in advance for how long these are, I put em under the cut so you can save yourself the scrolling.

(Links to images in titles and dividers by this person!)

》☆Jeff the Killer☆《

Basic info:

Full name: Jeffrey Hodek Woods

Age: 21

Pronouns: he/him (according to him, "I dunno, the guy ones I guess?")

Gender identity: Male

Orientations: Bisexual, demiromantic (openly bi but doesn't know what being demiromantic is)

Height: 6'0"

Likes: Slipknot, spicy food, dogs (cats too but only sometimes), horror and action movies, cartoons from his childhood, being annoying on purpose, working out.

Dislikes: Being touched without asking, complete silence, people with all bark and no bite, weird smells (especially strong chemical smells).

Extra: Jeff is Italian-American, as an homage to the original Jeff Hodek :>

Personality info:

Due to a rough childhood AND generally just being pretty fucked over by life, Jeff has a habit of acting reallyyyy tough and cocky. He doesn't like to sugarcoat things often, so he sometimes comes off as overly blunt.

He carries himself as a very confident guy, someone who will usually say what's on his mind whether people like it or not. This doesn't NECESSARILY mean he's a bully about it, but it doesn't mean he's always thinking about the nicest way to phrase things. Obviously this means he'll often speak his mind when it's COMPLETELY not a good idea, and he will often be stubborn about standing his ground.

He can have strong opinions on things, just for the sake of having strong opinions. He will die on a hill just to prove himself right. The Operator kinda fucking hates him honestly dgjudgdgiohf

Despite his brazen nature, he can be fairly friendly and fun to be around once you get to know him. He's spontaneous and very passionate when he gets into the spirit of something. When he sets his mind so something he goes barreling for it at full speed.

He's also INCREDIBLY loyal, like if he's decided he likes someone it'll be hard to make him dislike them. He's got your back, no questions, no caveats. He's kinda like a guard dog when he's friends with someone, like as soon as he hears someone shit-talking them he's ready to fucking throw down.

He's also very smart, quick on his feet with things and has a very good sense of logic. He might not have a specific field he's especially focused in like EJ, but as far as pure logic goes he's one of the smarter proxies in the manor. That's why The Operator bothers to keep him around, because otherwise it'd probably dispose of him just because it finds him annoying 😭😭😭

Appearance info:

Instead of only fire-related burn scars (which he still has a lot of), Jeff also has a lot of chemical burns, and healed scars of varying sizes all over his body. His smile cuts are healed, but are the most obvious cuts on his body. His body/face aren't white, but are instead his natural skin tone (kind of a warm beige, obviously varies in his scars). He also doesn't have a fully reconstructed nose, like he has kind of a bridge but it doesn't look like his original nose.

He's got a kinda sexy biker/emo band member aesthetic going on, like band tees cut into tank tops and black cargo pants are his go-tos. He also likes to wear regular tank tops that fit him snugly because he's a little bit of a show-off and likes to flaunt his muscles. He doesn't usually accessorize way too much, he usually just has a belt and spikey/studded wrist cuffs, probably some leather fingerless gloves too. When he's not wearing a hooded jacket-flannel combo he has a beat up leather jacket on. He obviously wears converse cuz he's emo but also big chunky combat boots that add almost 2 inches to his already towering height. Definition of unnecessary intimidation. He's also got piercings! Both ear and facial ones because he's hot. Definitely some tattoos too.

He has long thick hair that he dyes black (fucking emo I'm telling you) and it has tons of choppy layers that he cuts himself. He usually either keeps it down or throws it up in a ponytail (it looks a little like a big spiky pom-pom :3). He likes to experiment with his hair, he tends to just change his hairstyle on a whim if he's bored (keep him away from the kitchen scissors for the love of god he always uses the worst tools for cutting his hair). His hair tends to just naturally be messy so he doesn't usually put product in it.

As for makeup and nails, he somehow does so little and it enhances so much. All he does is put some black eyeshadow right around his eyes, rubs it around and boom, done. His nails are also painted black usually, and almost always chipped.

》☆BEN Drowned☆《

Basic info:

Full name: Benjamin Jacob Lawman

Age: 14 (does not age past this due to being dead)

Pronouns: he/they ("they is fine too I guess" *secret gender feelings unlocked*)

Gender identity: Male (...? He'll figure it out later)

Orientations: Does not know, does not care ("if someone's hot then they're hot I dunno- can I get back to my minecraft build now?")

Height: 4'2"

Likes: Video games, especially the LoZ games (who would've guessed), anything related to internet horror, hanging out with the older proxies, junk food, EDM, animals, bugs and tardigrades.

Dislikes: Being bossed around, comments about how young he is, valley girl accents, being alone too much, baths and pools.

Extra: Ben wanted to be a limnologist when he was still alive.

Personality info:

Now Ben is a 14 year old boy, not just for a year but for all of eternity as he knows it. He's not exactly gonna be HAPPY about this fact, because he still has some leftover young teenager angst to work through. Part of that angst includes not being taken seriously by everyone else in the manor because he's wayyy younger than everyone else.

To combat this Ben tends to try and copy mannerisms he sees in the "cooler" proxies (mainly Jeff since he's closest with him), so he tends to act sarcastic and snarky when in front of adults.

He's impulsive, especially if how he's perceived by others is on the line, so he's definitely doing dumb shit with the older proxies to make them think he's cool like racing stolen shopping carts or attempting (and failing) to prank The Operator, which just gets him in trouble.

He tends to keep to himself unless he's around people he's friends with, preferring to play video games and not having to interact with people. To him, it's better to just stay inside and distract himself than go out and let people comment on how young he is constantly.

There are parts of him that still remain from when he was alive, though. These traits especially come out around Sally, who he sees as a little sister. He understands how much it sucks to be dead so young, so he doesn't want it to suck as much for her.

He's patient with her if she can't figure out certain things, and tries to explain it in ways she'd understand. He's almost like a teacher in the way he does it, like he starts broad and narrows it down little by little until she gets it. This is how he teaches her things like ecology (one of his favorite science subjects by the way).

He's also good at telling how people are feeling, how people act if they feel certain ways. He's good at recognizing those kinds of patterns, and while he doesn't always openly try to help he tends to do it in more quiet ways. If you receive an anonymous candy bar at your door with a little sticky note on it saying "get better soon, dum-dum" no you didn't.

Also he doesn't mind being made fun of for his height as much as he minds the age thing, and often likes to use it to his advantage by climbing on people if they try to be comedians about it.

Appearance info:

To nobody's surprise, Ben loves the LoZ games, so obviously if he has the ability to cosplay Link all the time every day he's gonna take it. Ghosts can kind of shapeshift in a way if they're in their incorporeal state, so he absolutely goes apeshit. He gave himself the long blonde hair and the big ol elf ears and one of the cool Link outfits, but upon realizing he'd be picked on for his appearance he later he decides to abandon the outfit and switch to "cooler clothes." He also gave himself the bleeding black and red eyes because he thought it looked badass.

Clothing style? 90s teenage dirtbag mixed with gamer bro that hasn't seen the sun in ages. Big baggy pants with a big baggy LoZ shirt and a neutral colored flannel (probably has holes in it) is his default outfit, but also regular sweats and a t-shirt works just fine. Everything he owns is in a desaturated earthy color scheme, especially green because of fucking course. If it's not a variation of green, beige or brown it's probably black because he's gotta subtly let himself cosplay Link if he can't have the full Link outfit. He usually wears converse or vans, and pairs them with the weirdest funky mismatched socks you've ever seen in your life. Usually wears a beanie to compensate for the Link hat but sometimes he feels comfortable enough wearing it around his friends.

His hair is grown out and also kinda messy, but that isn't on purpose he just genuinely doesn't bother styling it most of the time. If he does do something with it it's a half up half down kinda deal, and the ponytail part is very small because some parts of his hair aren't the same lengths (unintentional layering basically). He has bangs and two long framing pieces, always sticking up and sideways every-which-way. Only ever lets Jeff or Nina touch his hair to style it because those two are basically his siblings, plus he knows they won't fuck him up on purpose.

He does let Nina paint his nails and dress him up sometimes but he absolutely does not want ANY makeup on his face....unless Sally is doing it but NOBODY ELSE CAN DO IT.

》☆Toby Rogers☆《

Basic info:

Full name: Toby Erin Rogers

Age: 20

Pronouns: he/they (*Thinks about it for a good 20 seconds as if he's only just considered this now* "Ehhhhhh...yeah- but also no.")

Gender identity: Demigender/demiboy ("Not like a guy, but guy...adjacent, I guess?")

Orientations: Pansexual, panromantic (calls himself gay for the funnies, but also because he is very gay)

Height: 5'8"

Likes: Playing guitar (he plays acoustic guitar specifically), doing dumb shit with his friends, going on walks in the forest, anything midwest emo.

Dislikes: People assuming he's weak/stupid, sudden loud noises, chalk, alcohol, being unable to help people he cares about.

Extra: Toby can fit about two packages worth of peeps in his mouth at once.

Personality info:

Toby has been through SHIT, even before becoming one of the proxies. He's been bullied for shit he couldn't control his whole life and has been isolated from the world just to get away from being constantly ridiculed (not to mention the abuse and death of the only person he could fully trust), so I think he'd actually like being around people that'd understand him in that way.

He's a lot more open around the proxies because at least THESE people could understand feeling outcasted, right? So even though it takes a while (quite a long while, had to learn he could trust the others first), he eventually lets himself be the goofy, impulsive, free kid he never really got to be.

When you get to know him and he knows he can trust you, he's really fucking considerate. Honestly probably the MOST considerate person in The Manor, like as much as he jokes around he genuinely cares deeply about the friends he has and he can be SO sweet. He's also very loyal, a little bit of a guard dog like Jeff but he's just a TINY bit more subtle about it.

He's the FUNNIEST person in the room, like he can make a joke out of almost any situation and he incorporates his awkwardness to enhance the humor. He's definitely gotten a little better about his awkward tendencies since first starting as a proxy, but sometimes he slips up on a social cue or something and he's generally able to be lighthearted about it. He does tend to crack jokes about his tics, especially if they happen with good comedic timing.

But make no mistake, as great as he is, he is so deeply, internally so filled with ready-to-go rage. As soon as his friends are fucked with it's almost like flipping a switch. He IS one of The Operator's top proxies for a reason, and he will show you said reasons. His anger starts quiet, a glare at whoever pissed him off, a tight grip on their shoulder or wrist. From there, if he's provoked further, he's not holding shit back.

He also has deep and complicated issues with trust, to the point that at times he's scared of trusting his own friends. He doesn't like being unable to trust people he cares about, especially since most of them are pretty much his family now. But for him sometimes it's hard not to be paranoid.

When this happens, or he feels any kind of overwhelming emotion, he tends to isolate himself until it passes. His tics tend to get worse when he's feeling a ton of stress, especially his motor tics, so he prefers riding them out in private. As much as the others tend to be perfectly chill about his tics, sometimes he prefers to just be alone if he can help it.

Appearance info:

Toby's still got his cheek gash in this au, but he's also got a bunch of other knicks and bruises from various things. Due to his CIPA he tends to bump into things and not notice if they've left a bruise so after a while he just sees it and goes "??? How'd that get there?" Along with that he's got a lil bit of facial hair, not anything that forms like a beard or mustache but enough to be kinda fuzzy. And BIG dark circles, he does not sleep.

This guy literally has two modes: Literal Marietta Song As A Person, or Slut. No in between. Guy is a walking talking Weezer album, a total Joyce Manor enjoyer. And when he's not that he's all the members of Måneskin at once, for funsies.

No but seriously he does have the aesthetic of literally any image that comes up when you type Midwest Emo on Pinterest most of the time. I'm talking huge grandpa sweaters, sometimes cardigans, earthy colored flannels, t-shirts over long-sleeved shirts, beat up pair of converse (or beat up pair of boots), the works. Similar to Ben, his clothes tend to have earthy tones but definitely incorporate more brown. He also likes to mix it up with orange and dark blue, especially if he has dark blue jeans. A lot of his clothes have patches that he learned to sew on himself (Jane helped him out a little). And any accessories he has are likely things he's gotten from other people, such as a bracelet Sally made or some fingerless gloves Nina doesn't wear anymore. But what about his Slut mode you ask? Look up Damiano David. You'll understand. He has a pair of sexy red cowboy boots hiding in his closet and he's waiting for an excuse to use em.

His hair is literally the cutest grown out mullet you've ever seen in your life, literally so fluffy and it swoops out at his neck. He cut himself some bangs with help from Jeff (more like Jeff forced his help on him because he knew Toby was gonna do it WAY too short). He likes to fluff it up with some hair mousse and sometimes uses one of Nina's many curling and straightening irons to really add volume.

Toby likes having his nails painted by OTHER people rather than himself so he lets Sally or Nina or Jeff paint them for him. He likes to try out different colors, he really just lets em go crazy. For makeup he usually doesn't wear any, but occasionally he'll let Nina give him a makeover to practice new makeup looks on him. He always looks hot afterwards (thought he was hot before too).

》☆Sally Williams☆《

Basic info:

Name: Sally Maryam Williams

Age: 8 (does not age past this due to being dead)

Pronouns: she/her ("Oh! Ben and Nina taught me about this!")

Gender identity: Female

Orientations: Does not know, just loves everybody ("Uhm- well girls are really pretty- but boys are pretty too! Everyone's pretty!- oh, except for Ben." *mischievous smirk*)

Height: 3'9"

Likes: Ben and Nina, creative activities (like painting or making crafts), reading books, collecting various objects, dressing up, cats, visiting cemeteries.

Dislikes: Unfamiliar people (especially men), losing things, being alone, having her hair touched/brushed (unless Ben/Nina), yelling.

Personality info:

Despite everything that Sally has gone through, she is an incredibly joyful, optimistic kind of kid at heart. She makes her own happiness as a way to keep herself feeling safe, and her efforts spread to other people in the manor.

She's generally friendly to everyone in the manor but won't outright go talk to anyone by herself unless it's Ben or Nina. Those two are the only people she fully trusts being alone around, so she'll usually be following or pulling one of those two along. She is very extroverted and gets most of her energy from being around others, but she needs a little encouragement when spending time with people she's not familiar with.

Once she does know you and trust you enough though, expect her to chat your ear off and ask you to do things with her. Once you're her friend she'll treat you like she's known you her whole life. She's really sweet and likes to give people gifts, especially stuff she makes herself. She's also the type to get into mischief with you (as long as Ben gets to go too of course). She's very talkative and asks everyone how their day's been, because she's genuinely curious.

Adding onto that, she loves to learn things, like anything that has information will probably pique her interest. She tends to ask people questions, anything that she thinks they might know (Ben might have to pull her away once the other person's tired of answering, she's just got a lot of things to ask).

Although she's a very sweet girl and loves being around people, she can clam up very easily if she's faced with something that scares her. Not a lot of things get to her, but one big thing that immediately gets her panicked is getting lost or being left alone (specifically if she doesn't know someone's nearby, she's usually fine in her room by herself). Once she realizes she's away from someone familiar she's quick to get panicked. Depending on the circumstances she might run away or try to fight off people trying to help her. While this is rare, it does happen.

Similar to Toby, she has trouble processing big emotions. For her, anger and fear are really hard for her to control, so she tends to run away and isolate herself when she feels they're getting too strong for her to handle. Being a ghost, sometimes her handle on her physical form gets harder to maintain when she's upset, so she'll most likely be incorporeal when she's dealing with really rough things. She hates feeling these things, she doesn't like having people see her like that, which just makes her feel ashamed of herself afterwards.

Luckily, Nina is especially patient with her when this happens, so after she's calmed down enough she'll go to Nina to decompress. She's really glad to have someone help her and love her, she's so grateful she has family to fall back on.

Appearance info:

Since Sally's a ghost and can basically customize herself, she usually makes herself look like a version of herself when she was alive. The only differences would be things she wished she had when she was alive, like long hair down to her knees and eyes that change color with her emotions (because who DIDN'T want that as a kid). Depending on the day she might change little things for fun, like giving herself cat ears or a unicorn horn. She doesn't have the focus or energy for making big changes (otherwise she'd always be looking like a magical girl with a rainbow color pallette and angel wings).

She LOVES having all sorts of clothes and dressing up because it lets her express how she feels and what she likes. Her clothes are usually very girly, ranging from princess dresses to jumpers to monster high and barbie t-shirts to every kind of skirt known to man. Though sometimes she likes to sort of copy Ben's style, wearing overalls over an mlp shirt and a flannel and beanie to pull it all together. Honestly if she likes you or thinks you're cool she'll try to dress like you at least once.

The only consistency with Sally's hair is that it's almost always long, otherwise she goes nuts styling it different ways. Her and Nina are always doing cute hairdos, Nina helps her braid it or do pigtails or whatever Sally feels like. She loves doing different bang styles, she's always got those lil kids scissors with her in case she wants to chop herself some bangs (it's ok she'll get better at it). Basically it changes depending on how she's feeling, just like her clothing styles.

ACCESSORIZES TO THE MOON SHE LOVES ACCESSORIES ABD SHE INTENDS ON USING AS MANY AS POSSIBLE. Makeup and nails? Obviously! She often likes to do it with Nina in the mornings. Don't forget colorful clip in hair extentions too! Her closet is full of as many things she can get her hands on and she couldn't be happier about it.

[the-fiction-witch]

The Agency

Media The Queens Gambit

Character Benny Watts

Couple Benny X Reader

Rating Sweet

I sat rattled with dread and apprehension, my hands quivering and my knees trembling. I sat inside the undersized tiled cubicle in the women's bathroom, My red suitcases on the floor around me, opened up exposing my clothes, makeup and tools. My feet on the floor as I was in the midst of changing after the flight, my hair in my rollers, filled a spray bottle with water from the taps and doused my hair while it sat in the rollers in the hope that it dry it would curl my hair. I removed all my make-up and did it all nice and fresh with my hand mirror. Once my make-up was done as faultlessly as possible even if it took me a good three tries. I crammed my make-up away and changed out of my little pinafore dress, I put on my best shapewear even if it made me feel like a bit of sealed meat. I pulled on my black stockings and clipped them into my suspender belt. I slipped on my little white kitten heels and made sure I was stable in them. I grabbed the dress I had picked out for today and slipped on the black knee-length A-line halter neck dress, making sure to smooth it out and adjust it a few times to try and make sure I looked my best. I slipped my thick white belt around my waist bucking it at the front of my waist giving it some slight adjustments. Once my hair was dry enough I pulled my rollers out my hair seeing the slight curl in my hair, I quickly packed them all away into my suitcase. I grabbed my white headband and pushed it into my hair before finally I set my silver necklace around my neck and coated myself in my perfume. Once finished I packed everything up into my cases and handbag before I emerged from the stall and went to the mirror giving my hair and dress slight adjustments. I put my coat over my suitcase and held my cases in my hands before I left the bathroom completely and headed out to the airport. I saw well-dressed men and women coming and going for their travels.

I found myself a spot and set my cases down before I grabbed my paperwork from The Agency. I didn't have much information from them, but I suppose the rest I will just have to learn. I put my papers back in my bag and took my cases again standing and looking around to see if I could spot him. But I merely waited for a good while shuffling my feet, watching the clock hands turn each inch they moved around the face filled me with even more anxiety. I saw a man looking around and I took note of him, he stood in the centre of the airport looking at the board. He wore a pair of black ankle boots well polished, a pair of black jeans with some slight fading on the knees as if well used, a leather belt with a small holster containing a well-sharpened knife, a black T-shirt, three long silver chains around his neck looming at different lengths on his chest, a green textured button down tucked into his jeans with only a few buttons done up to expose the shirt and chains below, a leather trench coat that seemed to move with him to perfectly the leather warmed and well relaxed, he was fairly pale with some spikey hair on his chin and upper lip, the straggles of blonde hair coming from below a greyish brown stetson hat. His hands are in his jacket pockets as he watches the board with a look of brief confusion. He glanced around the first time he just looked around but then he gave me a double take his head snapping back to look at me. He stepped over confidently but slowly stopping a respectful distance away, he looked me up and down with his chocolate eyes and I too looked him up and down, My eyes lingered on the knife at his hip.

"Uhh… Y/n Y/l/n?" He asked, The moment my name left his mouth I knew this was true, this was him, this really was happening, I hadn't been stood up or wasted my time, but also the realization that… this was true, this was real, this was happening this was… him. "Benjamin Watts?" I clarified, "Yeah," he nodded, "Uhh just Benny if you don't mind," "Ohh sorry I didn't-" "It's not a problem, don't worry about it, I could have sworn I told them." He reassured, "Well… You're very beautiful," "Thank you," I blushed, "You uhh you're very handsome," "Thanks," he smiled, "So? you wanna get going?" "Yes, of course, that would be nice…" I nodded, "You mind if I?" He smiled, "Ohhh uhh No," I answered even if I wasn't quite sure, He smiled briefly and moved closer so much I could smell the scent of his earthly woody aftershave mixed with the leather scent of his jacket, he gave my cheek a polite kiss which turned my blush far more intense, before he took one of my cases from me and offered his hand so I happily took it and let him lead me even if I was nervous.

I sat inside the little blue beetle as It scampered through the New York Streets in the setting sun. The sounds of the little air-cooled engine behind us. Benny's hands on the wheel his silver rings often tapping against the wood, the radio lit up on the dashboard turned into a station gently playing It's Been a Long, Long Time by Kitty Kallen low enough to meerly be a gentle whisper. "So? How much did they tell you?" he spoke up, "Oh… Not much, I imagine they didn't tell you much either…" I answered, "A little bit, they let me see your file very briefly." "They didn't let me see yours…" "I didn't read much of it, Kinda just wanted to get to know you in person," "Yeah, me too." "I'll be honest, I was mostly just looking at your picture so I had some kinda hope of recognizing you when I picked you up," He chuckled, I blushed and chuckled too, "I didn't know what to expect, but I just hoped we'd find each other." "Well we have time to get settled," He said as he pulled up in front of a bunch of tall Brooklyn townhouses, I looked them over with a wistfulness before I climbed out eager to discover what this new life could be like.

[godsfavouriteamoebe]

idk have klapollo as hunter and flapjack bc apollo is literally a tiny weird red birdie

[ ID: a digital drawing of klavier and apollo from ace attorney in halloween costumes. apollo (just a dude with two brown vertical spikey spikes as bangs and weird two-ended eyebrows) is in the front and he's wearing a red two piece (vest and trousers), a blue tie and a big chunky gold bracelet, his costume is flapjack from the owl house (a red cape stylised as wings and a triangular hood with two spikes. his face is painted black in a kinda heart shape and a simplified scar over his right eye). he's frowning as if thinking hardly, his arms are crossed and he's pointing his finger at his midbrow. klavier (also a dude, but blonde and with spiral-ish braids) is in a full golden guard guard cosplay from the same show (golden owlish mask, long white cape, golden shirt, brown pants, leather belt, boots and gloves). he's doing his classic leaning down to your level with his hands on his hips pose.]

[devdas5z]

Mistress Damazonia

[rustbeltjessie]

Mixtape Monday! Can I ask you to make a battle jacket mix please?

I spent a really long time on this. It was exceedingly difficult to find songs strictly about battle jackets (I only found one!), so I included songs that mention adjacent topics. The Daycare Swindlers are on here because Mark Reiter of DC Swindlers once said: “It’s not about wearing your heart on your sleeve, it’s about making a whole fucking jacket out of it,” which pretty much sums up my entire ethos and is also where I got the title of this mix.

While looking for songs to include, I also remembered this Imogen Binnie quote:

“Her jacket is a work of art. There’s a Kids in the Hall skit where Satan gives a stoner the ability to grow weed out of his head in exchange for his perfect denim jacket: that’s the kind of denim jacket Maria has. Satan would kill for her jacket. Here are its patches: The Bouncing Souls, White Zombie, the word fuck, a little girl holding giant scissors (on plaid), Hello My Name Is DYKE, and, the coup de grace, the whole back is the cover of the first Poison album. It’s not even ironic. Poison rules.” – Imogen Binnie, Nevada

Which in turn led me to this essay (which is about metal battle jackets, whereas I’m more well-versed in punk battle jackets, but it’s still a really good essay).

I also came across this page, where you can peruse photos of some truly excellent battle jackets.

it’s about making a whole fucking jacket out of it

Daycare Swindlers - Big Show (Stomp your steel tip boots some more / Not enough movement on the dance floor)

The Queers - Punk Rock Girls (Leather jackets, stupid boyfriends / Poor report cards, life is just a ball / Hi- top Chucks and bubblegum / And oh my gosh, I'd love to love 'em all / They're so cool their style is never cramped / Too much of everything, and everyone is amped / Well, don't get hot and bothered / Listen, I know I got problems / I also know just what this goofy world needs / Yummy yummy punk rock girls)

Mary Monday & The Bitches - I Gave My Punk Jacket to Rickie

Who Killed Spikey Jacket? - Punks Dress Punk (Don't let them tell you how to dress / Let ME tell you how to dress / Wear studs.)

Mischief Brew - Punx Win! (So, I collect these crumpled, / Beer-stained flyers, / Seven-inches, photographs, / All your old letters that remind me / To look down and back. / Its then I realize our romance / Has its roots in one sub-humans patch.)

[acutiewithagun]

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A lovely day, isn't it?

You rubbed the sweat off of your forehead before placing a brimmed hat to shield the heat. Just a bit longer to the next town and you could refill your satchel that had run dry.

You drifted off to the side of the man made clearing of a path to gain more shade from the trees. You scorn the group of travelers that forced you off of the traveling wagon they had previously offered to allow you to get to the next town. Leaving you alone to lug your heavy travel bag in the scorching sun, your only real relief was the forest surrounding the rocky dirt road you trudged down.

Suddenly the sound of wagon wheels and horse hooves was strolling behind you. You pause as the wagon traveled past you. Staring, the travelers hailed the horse to stop just a bit ahead of you.

Curiosity about the strangers and their height difference kept you attempting at peering to the front where they were sat. Loud incoherent shouts and bangs were repeating from the paused wagon. One person was shoved out of the wagon and was pushed to walk over to your person.

Freezing again, you clenched your bag and quickly started walking. Despite your curiosity, you weren't looking to get robbed by a couple of strangers. You barely managed to avoid that with the other travelers you ventured with briefly.

As you brushed past the encroaching figure you accidentally made eye contact. It was a large turtle guy with red crescents over his eyes and like green skin. His friendly grin followed you as you quickly walked. You recognized him…

"Hey stranger, wanted to know if you needed a ride?" You snap your head to look at him as you clutch your bag tighter. That gave you a closer look to him. Tall, wearing a navy blue vest over a cream loosely fit shirt. High waisted black pants and tough brown leather boots. Two odachis hung at his hips as he nimbly wrapped an arm around your frozen shoulders.

"Names Leonardo, but you can call me Neon Leon." His smile made you shudder with unease. "Um, right, no thanks. I don't need a ride or anything." Shoving his arm off of you and chasing away your daze you start walking again.

"Hey, hey, hey, no need to run off sweets. The next town isn't for another three hours by wagon. Are you sure you don't need a ride?" Rolling your eyes you shook your head and walked past the wagon with three other turtle men. "Nope, just fine." You refused to fall for his famed charm.

Suddenly you heard the wagon creak behind you before a large forest green reptilian hand landed on your head, pushing your hat into your face. "It's like eight hours by foot, are ya sure you don't need a ride? Raph would hate for you to get blisters"

You push your hat out of your face as you stared up at the massive man in spikey silver armor. The only thing he was missing was his helm. His face had a sheepish grin as he retracted his hand. "It's fine, I've walked longer." A lie, but you weren't going to take a pity ride, despite how much your feet hurt already.

Without noticing the smallest of the group was at your side before you could even move forward. Orange dots covered his green skinned smiling cheeks. "Please? I'll let you have some of my cooking if we stop for a break!" Sidestepping with a slight flinch from the suddenness of the floating terrapin at your side. He had an orange cloak, loose black pants and a similar shirt to Leo.

"I'll get there just fine-" You were rudely interrupted by the one jade colored turtle still seated in the back of the wagon. "You won't get there before nightfall. Mugging is higher at late hours alone on empty paths." Biting the inside of your cheek you examined the rude character. He was around the size of Leo, wearing clunky goggles. His shirt was a brown and tight fit that was matched with black pants and boots as he worked on some type of contraption.

You rolled your eyes and started walking again. "I have a weapon, thank you for the offer but I will be on my way." The smaller of the group, Michelangelo, let out a whistle and the horse blocked your exit. You glared back at the famous party of heros for not allowing you to leave.

"Just come with us to the next town. We'll leave ya be as soon as you're safely there!" Raph smiled and gently pushed you towards the wagon. You opened your mouth with protests on your tongue. Again interrupted by the soft shell waiting to help you into the back. "We will escort you to the guild hall in town and disappear shortly after."

You could have sworn you heard him mumble something afterwards as he and Leo hoisted you into the back of the wagon. You bit down on arguments, being slightly grateful to not have to do the entire walk there. Instead you are just being carted off by heros that have saved the world at least twice.

"I'm Mikey, and that's Donnie!" The younger one landed in the front with the knight that held the reins of the horse. Mikey had pointed to the busy turtle. Nodding, you hesitantly sat away from the turtles as the wagon lurched and started moving. Uncertain with the situation, you reveal your name as Mikey perked up.

"Hey, are you an adventurer as well? Do you want to join our party?" The three others snap their attention to the excited cleric. You simply stare in confusion and disbelief. The literal saviors of the world… inviting you… to their party. Hilarious joke.

The question quieted the entire group in this awkward tension as the wagon rattled along the trail. The only thing that interrupted it was Donnie's sudden shout. "I finished it!"

He held up a circular device with a large grin. Choruses of praise drowned the questions. Clearly proud Donnie started ranting about his creation process. Leo rolled his eyes and groaned. Mikey politely smiled and nodded along. Raph just continued to steer the horse and wagon down the dirt road.

You were left to ponder the offer as you watched the turtle men interact. They seemed like a fun group… And for supposive heros they seemed pretty chill…

"Alright." Your quiet confirmation was heard only by Mikey who flashed a bright grin, still listening to Donnie's interesting prattling.

That may have been your second mistake of the day…

[starredforlife]

What are your favorite outfits?

fingerless leather gloves

spikey bracelet

black men's jeans with lots of pockets

jean jacket with woolen collar or grey canvas jacket

red long-sleeved tee, black sweater, or graphic tee

simple silver necklace

clunky black boots

belt

sometimes a baseball cap that doesn't velcro right, so it's affixed with gaff tape

alternatively

sleeveless grey sleep shirt

my little red slut shorts <3 or track pants

socks (nonoptional)

otherwise it's just a roation of men's jeans/shirt or sweater/jacket/boots/belt. i don't venture much with fashion as it is simply expensive to look colorful and stylish and i enjoy looking like i've been working on a film set for 24 hrs straight

[cassette-cryptid]

So i went thru, and listed every piece of clothing I would use to make a cosplay of Spider-Punk from AtSV with his Redesign.

So here's a list, probably easier or more effective ways to accomplish it, but, I'm a boy, I can't know about clothes.

Tops

• Black tee of some form

• Red hoodie/tee

-blue graffiti sprayed forearms

• Ripped blue cropped tank-top

• Spikey emo/goth leather jacket

-sprayed design (sold at Hot Topic)

• Various Pins

-Coupdnt make out most, only a U.K. pin

• Spiked Leather Bracelet below right shoulder

• Blue Guitar Strap (cont. Below)

• Spiked Leather Web-Shooters

Bottoms

• Black pj(?, Idk the name) pants with red/blue stripes (ripped and pretty tight)

-flannely thingies

• Two (2) Spiked Leather Spiked Leather Belts

-1 thru belt loops, 1 below

• Patches

-Spider (right above right knee)

-Bone (slightly above spider)

-left seems to have spray painted graffiti design

-Ect.

• Blue suspenders hanging down to knees(?, Idk)

• Red near knee-high thin boots with blue laces

• Wallet Chain

Misc.

•Mask

-Blank Mask

+Metal Spikes

+Hand painted white webs

+Hand Made white eyes

=(Very large, angular, Asymmetrical)

+Runny Mascara

• Guitar

-Couple different ways to go about it

-1. Plain actual playable guitar

-2. Home made fake guitar

-1a. Playable guitar with yellow block around it

-2a Home made fake guitar with yellow block around it