#stripey tights

[shy-girl04]

[thespliffbunker]

[murphyharker]

Stripes!

[theremina]

Sigh.

Another day, another wildly out-of-touch, glass-bottom PR blumpkin courtesy of self-declared “lefty” celebs who genuinely believe they’re above accountability, amends-making, or even consistently honoring their word.

Always and forever in solidarity with everyone else out there tryna make a living as an artist whose labor has been used or abused or exploited by insincere cult-of-personality manufacturers they loved and trusted.

Photo: 2003. Clandestine rendevous in a swanky midtown hotel room. I drank Big Bird under the table. Captured by the lovely and amazing Lisa Gidley.

[fluentisonus]

guy who definitely doesn't chronically over pack voice. how many waistcoats is normal for a week away. like three

[legaceyof]

Repost if this makes you horny x

[reneethegreatandpowerful]

I don’t know if you’re gonna make a doodle of this but : Dorothea X Hubert during Halloween

I don't technically have doodle requests open but I liked this prompt so much that I had to do it.

Thanks for the request! <3

[unefemmedamnee]

girlmoding in public is less scary than you think huh

[shy-girl04]

[mzannthropy]

Everyone knows I fucking hate this piece of garbage film (okay, I haven't watched it, but I read the book so that's how I know it's trash) but hey, a smiling shirtless Sam Claflin is still a smiling shirtless Sam Claflin.

[murphyharker]

I love to mix and match my thigh highs!

[coreytasticc]

Realising that my ideal body and outfit is just Sheva Alomar if she were ripped as fuck is... something.

[xxsteveharringtonxx]

Ditto

Steve Harrington x Reader

You had known Steve all through high school, you were even part of his little click when he was King Steve. You got ditched along with Tommy and Carol but you weren’t like them, Steve knew that and he felt a little bad leaving you behind. But that’s high school you guess and now looking back it seemed so long ago.

He had heard (quite reassuringly) that you’d stopped hanging out with them after some party in senior year where Tommy thought it would be funny to throw you into the pool.

Everyone knows you can’t swim, right?

Surely Steve wasn’t the only one that paid that much attention to you.

A specific memory he had of you was in junior year when he was on the swim team, you’d always wait around for him to finish practise for a ride home but you wouldn’t go anywhere near the water edge.

You had bumped into each other again at Star Court too a few years ago, a stripey top and funny hat adorning his head. It had been the first time you really saw him since graduation.

“Nice uniform.” You had quipped with a scoff and fond smile. Leaning against your car door as he walked from his own.

He had look you up and down, slowly from head to toe, taking in your white paper hat, yellow and white checked dress and white tennis shoes. You were clearly waitressing in the diner up on the food court.

“Ditto.” He had retaliated with a smirk before walking off, hair perfectly placed and his shoulders shaking as he laughed at himself walking in.

Over the years you had then obviously seen each other across town, Family Video mostly, sometimes at the pool if it was warm enough and you both had time off work.

But now most recently as you’re both nearly 24 it was in The Hideout.

He was friends with Eddie Munson now, truly reformed King Steve.

Tonight The Hideout was particularly busy and you waved over to Robin as you were stuck chatting with some random guy a few years above you in school.

His name totally lost on you as your focus was stolen by Steve.

As usual.

She grinned and waved back before grabbing hold of a reluctant Steve and dragged them both over to where you were.

“Hey!” She greeted hugging you tight, you greeted them both, extending a hug to Steve too.

His fingers lingered a little on your waist and you looked up at him hopeful, a glimmer of something as your eyes met. The two beers you’d had giving you the false bravado to give him a grin, suggestive and flirty.

“Hi Steve.” You chirped happily and hadn’t even noticed the guy you were talking to sulk off with a pout.

“Hi honey.” He replied, a name he had given you in high school, said because you were always sickly sweet to him and back then the casual flirting was nothing.

Now it gave you butterflies and a smitten smile you’d tuck under your teeth to try and hide.

“Eddie playing tonight?” You asked looking between them for an answer.

“Yeah and Robin has dragged me out on a double date.” Steve grumbled with an eye roll.

You were slapped cold all of a sudden and it was a sweat box in this place.

“You’re here on a date?” You asked as if making him realise what he had even just said., your head titled to the side and taking a step back from him in disappointment.

He definitely didn’t want you to think he was on a date, or interested in dating.

Well, dating anyone but you that is.

“Oh uh, yeah but not really it’s just-“ he was cut off by Robin grabbing his arm again with excitement.

“They’re here! Come on let’s get a drink!” She dragged him off again in a flash and you were left red cheeked and pouting.

Blinking out of the hurt you looked around for your friends, you had met them at college, staying close to Hawkins you would commute to campus and they became your best friends.

Rejoining them you couldn’t help but be distracted, the girl Steve was on a date with was blonde, on the younger side and definitely interested in him. Giving him the same smitten grin you probably were when he first got here.

She was laughing at all his jokes, which you knew were lame but you knew why she was laughing.

You do the exact same.

Looking away back to your friends distracted you while Eddie was on stage, one of them crushing on him bad. He was good you have to give him that and when he threw you a wink your friends squealed latching onto your arm.

“I’ll introduce you come on!” You had said a few hours later, Eddie and Steve currently sitting in the booth they claimed.

Robin, her date and Steve’s date were dancing to the next band.

“Hey pretty!” Eddie greeted jumping up and hugging you.

He’d become one of the coolest guys you knew, and he definitely wasn’t The Freak anymore.

“Hey! You were amazing up there! My friend Sasha is a huge fan, Sasha this is Eddie we went to high school together and you know Steve you met him before.” You introduced nicely and Eddie took an immediate interest in Sasha.

“You’re like so cool, I wish I could play an instrument.” She gushed instantly.

“Well it’s not that hard princess, want me to teach you? It’s all about the fingers.” He purred making her giggle and drag him to the bar.

“Hey you want some air?” Steve asked you standing up and putting a hand on your lower back. You were once again completely taken by him, he was looking down at you for an answer, his cologne wrapping you in his familiar warm presence.

“Sure!” You followed him outside to the small seating area, nowhere near enough heaters but Steve sat down close enough to keep you pretty much on fire with his presence, but he sat down with a huff clearly enjoying the fresh air and being away from the groups.

“What’s up Stevie? Not having fun?” You asked a little teasingly and with a small nudge of your shoulders.

“Not really.” He confessed making you look down at your lap, fingers picking at nails. “You look pretty tonight.” He followed up quickly and you could feel him watching you, waiting for a reaction.

“Steve.” You groaned trying to hide your smile and it made him laugh out loud, you felt his laugh rumble through him you were sitting that close.

“You know you’re pretty, but you look especially pretty right now.” He reaffirmed and you looked up at him.

“You’re on a date right now.” You reminded and he rolled his eyes.

“I don’t care honey.” He reassured. “I was hoping you weren’t here tonight, you are literally the last person on earth, I want knowing I was doing Robin this favour.” He told you honestly and the excitement burst in your chest.

The years of flirting and tip toeing around the attraction seemingly becoming real.

“You finally admitting you like me Harrington?” You joked knowing everyone teased you both throughout high school, your late teens and early twenties being taken up by much the same but it was a little less jokey.

“Depends.” He teased making you glare at him mockingly, a glint in your eyes that he swore in that moment to himself he’d never get bored of.

“Depends on what?” You played along.

“On whether you’re admitting to liking me too.” He laughed and you smiled right up at him.

“Oh right. Well, if you’re playing that game I’ve liked you since we were freshmen, actually I think specifically it was when you told Tommy to fuck off because he pulled my hair all the way back in middle school.” Steve laughed at the memory before looking at you and nodding slowly.

“Ditto.” He whispered leaning down slightly and lowering his gaze to your lips.

“You gonna kiss me now?” You asked hopeful making him smile at your impatience.

“Oh yeah, I’m going to kiss you now honey.” And with that his lips met yours, gently and softly making you warm all over.

When he finally pulled away you rolled your lips into your mouth before smiling.

“Finally.” You told him happily.

[punkymonkeehat]

Here is the Davy Stripey Sweater!

It was a TRIAL!

The color scheme was, first of all, very difficult to see and decipher. The original sweater that Davy wears is actually a printed jersey fabric. The smallest feasible stitch I can do is a single crochet, and that was about the size of what a larger stripe would've looked like. I had to adjust tremendously to make it work. I did get through one go through of the actual stripe pattern (yes, there is a pattern!). It was also a different number of stitches in width which made a little difficult to figure out the neck hole size and the tightness of the ribbing. I also adjusted the original general pattern for sweaters to make the neck more comfortable, but it did turn out a little floppy-ish.

On the positive, I used up a lit of colors I normal would never touch. I really liked how unique the color scheme of this sweater is, and once I got the hang of it, I flew through it when I didn't have any work to do. I still need to snip a few fluffy here and there, but it's a really.cozy sweater! Once it goes through the wash it should relax a little and be even more comfy to wear :)

I find it really interesting that there were sweaters like this back in the sixties! I don't normally think of these kind of crazy stripey sweaters as relevant to that era... anyway, here's to Davy! 🍻 below, my friends, is the pattern!

The pattern is from this video:

The only thing I did differently was by adding a few more rows to the back panel. Instead of doing ten rows for the shoulders, I did 4 rows on the back panel. That way, the neck wasn't choking me much. The rest I followed to the tee.

Color scheme:

The color scheme was as close as I could see, but if you see something different, by all means! :) The sleeves start (after the blue cuff) at the 2 rows of red portion of the pattern you can see on the right side. From there, just follow the pattern until the end, then go back to the beginning (I've heard this before...)! Please let me know if you all need more clarification on the pattern 😊

I'm excited for the next one!!!!!!!

[bwoahtastic]

toto getting a call from sebby's school because little cub was fighting with another student. it's such a shock to toto because seb has never been in a fight before, and when he gets there, seb refuses to say what happened. toto takes the sulky little tiger home, trying to get him to open up but it isn't until that night when toto is putting sebby to bed that he finally admits that the other child saw nico dropping seb off and called him a golddigger, saying that he doesn't really love sebby. toto reminds him that violence isn't the answer, but also praises him for standing up for nico and himself, secretly quite proud of seb. the next morning he surprises sebby with nico himself, who promises seb that he loves him, and takes them both out for breakfast

Oh plss!

It being a Friday and Toto is excited at the prospect of spending a weekend with his cub! He is still seeing Nico but Nico isn't living with them yet to give Seb some time and space and sure, toto misses his Omega sometimes but it's also nice to be with his stripey baby!

Then the school calls saying Seb had been in a fight and for Toto to pick him up and Toto first thinks they got the wrong number because seb would never! But apparently he did...

Toto picking Seb up and Seb won't speak to him, growling a little and hugging his tail but not telling Toto what happened!

Then as Toto is getting seb ready for bed, Seb scurries into Toto's bedroom and grabs a sleep shirt Nico left there. Seb nosing into it and hugging the fabric tight and then tells papa what happened and the mean things the other pup said about Nico! Seb softly asking Toto if Nico really hates Seb cos he was so mean, and also says Seb loves Nico lots now and pls cub has such big emotions! Toto reassuring him that Nico loves him and has the cub sleep in the big bed with him after Sebby pinky promised not to fight other kids anymore.

Toto texting Nico about what happened and pls Nico being so soft 😭 Takes the next day off work and shows up around the time sebby wakes up. Pls Sebby being a little shy cos he isnt a dummy and knows papa probably told Nico sebby loves him, but the big warm hug Nico gives is worth it!

Toto taking them for breakfast and Seb insists on walking between them and holding both their hands! Just soft sweet cub!

[heyybaejjk]

THE BOY'S A LIAR — [16+ content]

pairing. ao'nung x reader

summary. "we're never doing this again." you knew your boy well. he in fact, will be doing it again. he just needed a little push.

warnings — slight smut, swearing, implied smut at the end.

masterlist.

pulling away from your tight grasp, ao'nung felt his body relax as his previous overstimulated member pulled out of your slick. his cock still hardened at the sight of your juices glistening on his bone. a whimper leaving his mouth, a small whisper leaving as well. shit.

"never... again." a huff coming from ao'nung's mouth as he got up. adjusting his loincloth back on, tying the two strings together to stay latched on his small waist. his once hard bone grew soft as he stood still for a few seconds. sweat ran down your forehead as you got up as well, tying your loincloth to your much small waist as well as placing on your beaded bra.

"that is what you said yesterday, ao'nung." you smirked, walking closer to the taller figure. a finger playfully making its way on his broad shoulder. gripping your wrist tightly as he pulled you closer, placing his palms on your waist.

"i know, but that top you wore today was distracting. but i mean it this time. no more of this. tsireya wouldn't love this at all, you know this." ao'nung stated, before slapping the flesh of your ass. you let out a yelp as he smiled downward to your state.

the mention of your best friend was a way to pick at your heart strings, ao'nung knew that. fucking your best friend's older brother was something you never expected, but here you two were.

roughly, your hand quickly reached the back of his head, pulling by his hair rather harshly. you watched as his head went backward slowly, a low moan leaving his mouth. you were beyond annoyed at the boy that stood before you.

"do not speak to me with such tone as if you are not the one who's underneath me, whimpering for a single release just with the touch of my fingers. you can deny it all you like. we both know who will come crawling back all hard and in heat." each sentence was a harder tug at his hair.

disobedient was a word to call ao'nung. everything about him was disobedient. you hated his shit attitude. he spoke to you as if he isn't the one begging to release. as if he wasn't the one who quite literally begged you to be his first ever person to fuck with. you hated how he spoke to you with such a disrespectful tone in his voice. but either way, you were always to put him in his place, especially when he came back to you. yearning for your touch. yearning for you to make him feel good. you loved him when he was a mess. but the little act of him being 'tough' was something you hated. however, you were always able to tame the little bitch of yours. always.

slowly releasing him from your grip, you pushed him out of your tent. "i'll see you here again, maybe, tomorrow? or at eclipse?" you asked with a smug painting your face.

with a scoff, ao'nung already made his way off. "i'll see you never, i promise you that."

rolling your eyes at the figure, you made your way into your marui. your boy always said that, but his actions never collided well with his speech.

you had a conversation - more like eavesdropped - with some of the people in the village. overhearing the story of how the olo'eyktan's daughter, who was your best friend, who also held great responsibility, letting an outsider bond with another outsider. lo'ak and the infamous payakan.

so it was no doubt that if lo'ak was involved, then so was tsireya. additionally, if tsireya was in it, then so was your little fuck buddy; so you made the effort to dress all pretty and accidentally walk pass the olo'eyktan's hut.

as you made your way around the enormous hut, you saw the back of ao'nung's head. your eyes fell on his stripey back, his muscles slightly tense. with a simple flick of your hair, you made your way past the olo'eyktan's tent.

as you walked by, you felt the eyes of ao'nung. you felt his intense gaze, yet you chose to walk rather slowly, letting your hips move along with every step you made. paying no mind to the boy, his nose twitching at the scent you held. you rubbed the very same herbs tsireya gifted you on your neck. the very one you knew that made ao'nung go crazy while he fucked himself into you senseless. the very scent he loved to smell on your neck while you ride him, with your arms around his neck while he planted his arms around your small waist.

by the time you already made your way back to your hut, leaving his, you heard the very footsteps of ao'nung behind you. surprise, surprise.

"what the fuck was that?" you heard his voice growl as he forcefully turned you around. smirking back at his angered facials, "what was what?" you asked innocently.

"you know exactly what i am talking about." ao'nung says.

"well then, if you're so worked up about it. come and fix it in my hut, yeah?"

that being the last thing you muttered before, you both ended up in your marui pod, doing what only Eywa wished she could unsee.