#they’re pastel and goth girlfriends

[uselessalexis165]

Quick things I made with the comic creator (123/?)

[kabukiaku]

eastern goth barn owl 🌙 † 🖤+ rose breasted pastel cockatoo 💖🍓💕

they’re girlfriends. ✨

[t1ts-4-scattorcio]

Protective nat w a soft gf pls 🙏

Protective Nat x Soft GF Reader

You were known for being kind which is why it was odd to see you and Nat together, especially as girlfriends. Sweet quiet girl always looking for the best in people and an angsty grunge goth latched to her hip. 

The epitome of sunshine and dark cloud + has an attitude with everyone else but you. She can have the most sour expression on her face then is all goo goo eyes when she see’s you.

“Hey nat whats up?” Jackie asks, “Nothing.” 😒 ‘you enter’ immediately skips to you “Hey baby” 😍

She loves making you happy, she’s up for anything you want to do. She lets you do her makeup the way you want it when she comes over for fun. Sometimes it happens before school and she ends up walking in with pastel pink eye lids and loads of glitter on her face. Jackie and Laura Lee think the look suits her since they’re only used to dark colors.“Pink suits you so well nat!” “thanks” 😌

Color coordinating outfits. You would wear a floral dress and she would have a floral scrunchie to match

Nat doesn’t shy away from soft readers romantic advances you’re so sweet she can’t help but let you love her. Lottie and Van poke fun at nat “you’ve really gone soft Scatorccio.” “yeah yeah whatever” 🙄

Nat isn’t scared to break a few noses if anyone takes advantage of you though and is basically your shadow, everyone knows that where you go natalie follows so any asshole know not to fuck with you.

Get’s ansty when you’re drunk, once a guy harassed you during a party after you denied his advances. Insisted he was good in bed and better than Nat in any way possible. “You’re so quiet, Nat’s got you so wound up hm, I bet I can make you come out of your shell.” TF Did she just hear?? 🤨 She was so angry after overharing him she punched him so hard he ended up getting a concussion.

After that she makes sure she has an arm wrapped around you, sometimes making you hold onto her belt loop when she can’t hold your hand.

She isn’t afraid to confront anyone that speaks badly about you “y/n is so sensitive, I bet she’s fake as hell too.” Her head spins so fast “the hell did you just say??” Pinning the idiot that said that against a locker.

You’re so sympathetic to nat’s home life, you had a feeling nat was having a hard time and your heart broke when you realized why. Nat loves how you listen to what she has to say, you hold her while she sobs after having a screaming match with her dad or how negligent her mom is towards her.

She’s also attentive to your anxieties, suggests you go somewhere quiet to relax when you’re overwhelmed, outside on the benches in the soccer field or a secret corner in the library designated for the both of you.

[luvzshy]

Can you pretty please with a cherry on top do a Paige (from fighting with my family)x soft girly girlfriend reader! I’ve always loved the opposites attract trope with couples! Especially a goth gf and her pink coquette gf! Paige and her girlfriend are literally polar opposites like Kuromi and My Melody (yes they’re girlfriends bc I say they are😂😍)

Sugar and Spice

Paige leans against the wall, arms crossed over her chest, watching as you flit around the room with that sweet, pastel dress of yours. It’s like you radiate sunshine, a soft contrast to the dark, brooding energy she carries everywhere she goes. She never understood how you managed to be so effortlessly… bright.

“You sure you want to wear that to the match tonight?” Paige teases, her smirk growing as you glance over at her with that wide-eyed, innocent expression she loves.

You tilt your head, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “What’s wrong with it? Too much pink?”

Paige chuckles, pushing off the wall and walking over to you. She’s still in her gear, all black leather and chains, while you’re practically a cloud of pastel fluff. “Nah,” she murmurs, slipping her hands around your waist, pulling you closer. “You look cute.”

You laugh softly, your arms automatically wrapping around her neck. “Cute doesn’t really go with your whole ‘I’m a badass wrestler’ vibe, though.”

She shrugs. “That’s why it works. I’m the badass, and you’re my adorable little princess.” She plants a kiss on your nose, grinning as your cheeks flush a sweet pink that perfectly matches your dress.

You roll your eyes at her playfully but can’t deny the warmth her words bring. Even though you and Paige seem like complete opposites, there’s something about the way you fit together that just feels right. Her strength makes you feel safe, and your softness calms the storm she often carries with her.

“I just feel like people are going to look at us and wonder how we even ended up together,” you say, voicing the insecurity that’s been nagging at you all day.

Paige tilts her head, studying you for a second before a mischievous smile tugs at her lips. “Let them wonder,” she says, her voice low and teasing. “We don’t owe anyone an explanation. Besides…” Her hands trail up to your cheeks, gently tilting your head up so you’re looking straight into her dark eyes. “I like the way you look next to me. You make me look even cooler.”

You can’t help but laugh at that. “Oh, so I’m just an accessory now?”

Paige shakes her head, her smirk softening into something more genuine. “Nah, you’re the reason I’m even halfway decent.” She pulls you even closer, her breath warm against your skin. “You make me better, babe. And don’t worry about what anyone else thinks. They don’t get us, but I do. That’s all that matters.”

Your heart flutters at her words. It’s moments like this that remind you why you fell for her in the first place. Beneath all the toughness and swagger, Paige has a heart of gold, especially when it comes to you.

“Fine,” you say, leaning into her embrace. “But if anyone says anything, I expect you to body slam them.”

Paige laughs, the sound deep and warm. “Deal. Now come on, princess. Let’s go show the world how opposites attract.”

With her arm around your shoulders and your hand in hers, the world outside feels a little less intimidating. It doesn’t matter how different you look or how much people don’t understand your relationship. What matters is the way Paige looks at you—like you’re the only person in the world who makes sense to her.

And that’s more than enough.

[axeyin]

Goth-ish chocolate milk cow and pastel strawberry milk cow.

They’re girlfriends :)

Also I did some other outfits might post em later idk lol

[euphoricfilter]

Can I request a drabble with Yoonji? If so, could it be a fluffy flower shop/tattoo parlour au with "I don't think anyone could ever be as lovely as you.", please? Thank you! 💜

summer mornings and strawberries:

pairing: tattoo artist! yoonji (yoongi) x f. reader

genre: fluff || non-idol au || cisswap || established relationship

summary: sometimes it's hard to put your love for someone into words

word count: 1.2k

tags/ warnings: fluff, wlw, goth gf yoonji x pastel princess m/c (you know that’s right), minor suggestive content but no real smut

notes: women <3 this one felt harder to keep in the 1k boundary because they’re both just so cute :( i might write a short sequel for mommy yoonji since it wouldn't fit into this part if people are interested

drabble requests are closed

drabble masterlist || my main masterlist

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

“Over here, baby” 

You perk up, Jimin long forgotten as your girlfriend waves you over from her office. 

“Sorry, Minnie” you brush him off as you skip into Yoonji’s arms, completely ignorant to the fact she keeps eye contact with the receptionist as she presses a sweet kiss to your cheek. 

Jimin snorts, eyes flickering down to your skirt that barely covers your ass. 

Your mouth falls open into a gasp as Yoonji grabs the meat of your thigh, teasing in the way she knows has arousal slicking up your panties. You always had been easy to rile up. 

“You’re late” she murmurs, hairs on the back of your neck standing on end as her breath tickles your cheek. 

“The shop was quite busy today,” you tell her as she kicks the door to her office closed, tattoo equipment already set up for you. 

“You should really tell your boss you can’t do overtime” 

You frown, “But she says I’m the best at bouquets” 

“I’m sure you are the best, my love. Now take a seat, I canceled my next appointment so we can spend the afternoon together” 

“You didn’t have to do that” you giggle, sweater shucked off on the floor somewhere that she picks up, folding it over the back of her chair as you settle down. 

“I don’t wanna hear any of that” 

“Yes ma’am” you mock salute. 

Her eyebrows furrow, silent offer to be a brat, though by now she knows you’re aware of the consequences. 

Her chair kicks backwards as she leans down for a kiss. Purposeful as her lips mold with yours, barely enough room for either of your to breathe until she’s pulling back, and your pink blush is hiding the red that coats your cheeks rosy. 

You’d always found something so utterly mesmerizing about Yoonji, her beauty that of a black dahlia, though you think she was more of a pink rose; gentle. 

Someone you aspired to be, so confident in her own skin, she knew exactly what she wanted, and made sure she got it. 

Sometimes it felt like you couldn’t word exactly how you felt about her, ‘love’ perhaps an umbrella term for all the little things you adored about her mere existence. No amount of flowers with lovely meanings, or poems about undying love that you write in little notes for customers (that had definitely been stolen from the internet), is never truly enough. 

Your friends had drilled the idea in their heads that Yoonji was reserved, and didn’t know how to show her love the right way, ‘cold’ even. A word you had never, and will never use to describe her. 

Because it seemed like she knew how to show her love for you, better than you did for her. 

The world had always had a split view on the term ‘opposites attract’, that you’re good for each other until you’re in a relationship, and then it all goes to shit because you’re two very different people. 

Yoonji never minded how you blasted your music over her speakers, the music she would overwise despise if it weren’t you. Just like how you never liked the hard-hitting rap she absolutely loved, though hummed along as she cleaned the house. 

She never minded how your clothes had split up the blacks of her hoodies and jeans in the closet, or the cute little bedspread you insisted on having because you didn’t like her grey one.

Or how the counter in the bathroom had been permanently doused in glittery eyeshadow. Where shampoo smelt of warm summer mornings and strawberries, instead of muted and never-really-there comfort. Your existence now a permanent fixture in her, no, your home.

It felt as though Yoonji worshipped your very existence, held you in her hands, delicate like you were a daisy, or a gentle buttercup. 

Your person that you couldn’t imagine a future without.

Her art is forever inked into your skin, art that no one else in the world will ever have because maybe tattoos were one of her love languages. Something in your heart squeezing, emotions mushy, that make you want to gush like you were in high school again when you catch a glimpse of her work etched into your skin in the mirror. The work she had spent hours designing specifically for you. 

Yoonji didn’t mind initiating physical contact, something you’d always shied away from, something she’d taught you was okay to want, that yearning wasn’t bad. That touch is just many of the languages of love that the both of you shared.

She liked to cook or take you on picnics in the summer, watching you twirl in dresses made of satin, or smudge your lipstick with a kiss before she helps you reapply it. Only to kiss you again. 

She calls you pretty and loved your body in ways that showed you self-love wasn’t selfish. Because if she could love you, then it shouldn’t be impossible to love yourself.

Yoonji kissed you under the stars and liked how the moon made you shine like a delicate fairy, always so beautiful in her eyes. She held your hand while you ordered food, and visits you during her lunch breaks with coffee and cakes or little sandwiches cut into triangles. 

Every little brush of her fingers over your bare skin had been etched into your mind, hours spent apart missing her even though you knew you’d be going home to your apartment, greeted with a kiss that always has you melting into her chest. 

Over the years your love language had morphed into your job just like hers, and Yoonji found it endearing how you’d come home with flowers for her, test runs for the shop's new theme though you seem to always keep her in mind as you hone your craft. 

And as much as you worried that you were never enough, always so consumed by thoughts she knew were pointless, Yoonji loved you nonetheless. 

“I don’t think anyone could be as lovely as you,” she tells you one evening, your head resting on her thighs, careful as she brushes your hair after you’ve both taken a shower together. 

You blink up at her, tongue wetting your bottom lip, “You’re a lot lovelier than I am” 

“Not true” she laughs, thumb rubbing over your jaw, “Besides, you’re the only one that sees me like this” 

“Is it selfish that I like it that way?” 

She hums, tucking her hair behind her ear, sharp eyes never straying away from yours. “It’s okay to be selfish, you know” 

“When it comes to you, I don’t mind” you smile, rolling onto your stomach. 

You blink up at her through your lashes. 

Her lips quirking upwards, always finding it hard not to smile when she’s with you, “I love you, flower” 

“I really love you too” you smile, “And I think I’ll love you forever” 

She tilts her head, “That’s a long time. Think you can put up with me for that long?” 

“As long as you can put up with me for that long, then I don’t mind” 

“You act as though you’re hard to put up with” she pushes your hair out of your face, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips, then your cheek, nose, then each eyelid as you lean into the palm of her hand that cups your cheek. 

“Forever, then” you whisper, eyes barely open as you chase her lips for another kiss. 

She hums, “Forever it is”

[darkandstormydolls]

okay so today I am compiling a list that I have had in the back of my mind for a while and want to get written down: books with well-written goth characters

I am putting it on the internet in the hopes that there are some other people who have spent a while being frustrated with stereotypical rebellious and depressed teenagers in books who will enjoy some decent goth characters

This list is inspired by the fact that I was looking for more books with goth characters and I kept getting recommended by the internet to “The Adventures of Fanboy and Goth Girl”. And I read about half of “Goth Girl Rising” (the sequel. I did not realize it was the sequel until I was pretty far into it) before I had to put it down because I was so frustrated with it. The main character is every negative stereotype played up to an absurd degree, to the point that it’s painful to read, and the same thing goes for all the other goth characters. So, here’s a list of actually good goth characters!

Side note: I know there are lots and lots of books that fit into the gothic genre or are considered “goth” books. And those are good, and I enjoy them. However, this list is reserved for books set in the modern day that have characters who explicitly call themselves “goth” and fit the definition of the subculture.

Without further ado:

1. Goth Girl, Queen of the Universe by Lindsey S. Zrull

I will shout the praises of this book from the rooftops as long as I live. It’s absolutely wonderful, and and admittedly I am a bit biased because I have a lot in common with the main character, but it really is a good book. One of the themes in it is basically “embrace the cringe if it’s something that makes you happy”, which I love, and it also handles mental illness really really well in my opinion. The main character says at one point that she first got into goth through the works of Edgar Allen Poe, and all in all it seems like the author really has a good grasp of the subculture

2. The Last Dragon Chronicles by Chris d’Lacey

Okay, so a confession: it has been years since I read this series. To the point that I had to look up the title because I only remember a vague impression of the books. And I don’t think I ever finished it. But I feel they deserve a place on this list. The goth character here, Zanna, the main character’s girlfriend, and it’s not really a big deal in the books, but she’s mentioned as being a goth early on and is described in black skirts and heavy makeup and things throughout the books. I may have to go back and reread these books because I think I may have been a little young to fully get them when I first read them back in elementary school. Anyways, it’s not a big part of the books, but this isn’t a list of books about goths, it’s a list of books with them, so here it is

3. Vampire Kisses by Ellen Schrieber

Admittedly, this series is not the most highbrow of literature. It is pure teenage vampire fluff. But it is also utterly delightful, as many fluff books are.

Now, I will say: yes, these books are full of troupes and stereotypes. But they’re the kind that the subculture makes fun of itself for affectionately. The main character is obsessed with vampires, and the vampires are perhaps tied with the movie Hotel Transylvania for stereotypical appearance, but they’re great fun to read, and they portray a wide variety of goth characters representing all facets of goth, from the main character of rather mallgoth Raven, to the gentle, romantic Alexander, edgy and rebellious Jagger, femme-fatale-pastel-goth-out-for-revenge Luna, perky Scarlett, and a whole range of others. I’ve only read the fist seven books (my library doesn’t have book eight and I didn’t want to read nine before it), but they’re wonderfully fun, easy reads. There’s also a couple of manga books if that’s your thing.

4. Mall Goth by Kate Leth

Now, graphic novels are not usually my cup of tea. But the draw of good goth characters was enough for me to pick up and idly read about half of it at the library. I don’t have a super firm grasp on the plot of this book, since I was mostly skimming it, but it seems like a pretty typical teen drama book. I have no objections to the way that the alternative characters are depicted, and there are a couple of them, including the main character

Honorable mention to: My Summer as a Goth

This one is a movie, not a book, but it still deserves an honorable mention because it shows teenaged goths really well. It’s a pretty typical teen drama, and there are a few contrived coincidences and minor plot holes, but it’s overall a delightful movie with a very nice plot and lots of fun characters. One of my friends and I have taken to watching this movie repeatedly and have a wonderful time every time

If anyone has any books to add to this list, please tell me! I am always looking for more books with goth characters

[minato-division03]

Round 1 — Reiaki: “Waaaaa I’m usually a staff member behind the chair for these kinda things so I’m so frickin’ excited to be in the judges’ seat for once! Huh… I wonder why I was picked for this role this time around… ah who cares! I’m pumped! Leeeeet’s get it!”

“Ren-kun and Kureha-chan, you both have this gothic rocker vibe happening, so maybe you’re just playing to my personal preferences~ smart, you two! Or maybe that’s just how you two are anyway. Yeah yeah, I’ll shut up now. Aaaaanyway! You both pull off each others’ looks well! The hair’s kinda a mess on both sides but both makeup and outfits are —muah! Chefs kiss!”

“I guess I’m here to judge so I’m gonna do my job, so… I don’t get what’s happening here with… America’s Sweethearts… Evelyn-chan… I had faith in you cuz you’re a good friend of mine and you’re in the modeling industry, but uh… what did you do to this guy? Ethnic getup, dress shoes, and an American eagle necklace? It’s all over the place, girlie. And as for ‘Acey’ here! Hehe! I’m not mad at what you put your girlfriend in. It’s clean, it’s professional, but my god— those tights that peek out from under this dress pants have got to go die. Like, now.”

*Whistles* “Well looked here! Miss Sakura over here actually looks identical to Yano-kun! Well… add on the extra height, the massive badonkas. And wow wow wow! Who would’ve thought Yano Ietsuna could look this put-together? I mean, you were in the men’s pageant, but still! This is something else! It’s simple, minimalistic, but it’s well thought out! Good job, bro!”

“Hehe! Who knew? The Kaoru Shinozaki, all-too famous for those god-awful Hawaiian shirts, is in this gorgeous gothic getup? Not all of these accessories really go together, though, I do have to say that. It does kinda look like a mishmash of accessories… also, I’m no stranger to black eyeshadow or lip colors, but I think they look kinda… chalky? So it gives this kinda muddy color. Anyway, I’ll shut up and move on— I like all the gears Kaoru picked out for Lyall! The colors work really well together and the baggy silhouette does work well with this kinda techwear look! I do think it could’ve all been a bit more cohesive, but other than that? I like what I’m looking at!”

“Can I just say? I love, love, LOVE the makeup that Criss-chan has on! I could go all nerd-mode on how cute this makeup look is but that can go on for hours and I don’t needa clog up y’all’s eardrums with my bullshit! Ha! Though… I don’t love the fit? It’s kinda oversaturated with all the fishnets so it looks a little busy… ANYWAY, next up! Ooooooo! Kanade-chan just looks so cute! Love this semi-pastel goth look that you have going on! Schoolgirl skirts with really big shirt sleeves? I mean, you can’t go wrong! And you gotta love the colors! I think Kanade-chan pulls off Criss’s style really nicely! Good job, you two!”

“What, do you two just have the same style? There’s parts of Touya-kun’s fit that I absolutely adore, some parts I don’t love. Like the shades, the top, the skirt, and those boots! Eeee they’re just the cutest! And then there’s stuff like the beret, the gloves, and the stockings that i don’t love with this look. Don’t get me wrong— they’re cute! Just not super fitting with this. The skirt on the lovely Kaiji is kinda at an awkward length and I don’t think the hair ribbon really goes with the whole look. And a blue eye look when there’s not really any blue anywhere on his outfit is kind of a… hmm… hmm… I guess for a lack of a better word, ‘questionable’ choice! Also, no fair that these two have amazing hair, like what the fuck?”

*Snickers* “Never did I think I’d live to see the day our giant dresses so extravagantly! I mean, Aoba, you put him in a skirt?! Bonus points for me! Now, Luis-san! Put a little more effort in for your partner yeah? I know the whole point is ‘opposite day’ but come onnnnnnn! It’s boring!”

“Ok, Lola-chan, love that arrogance— ahem… confidence that you’re emitting. Guess it comes with the territory of modeling, yeah? But y’know what? Sure! You’ve got the body to back it up! Though… I think your brain-dead partner over there just bought clothes that he wanted to see on you rather than placing his style onto you. You gonna tell me Karada-san is gonna show up in spandex for his next gym sesh? Huh… Actually, that’d be a moment! Ha! But I gotta say, great picks from Lola! Surprised you could find anything that fit this man! Let alone silk and satin clothes that fit him! But he looks great! Well thought out!”

“Teal and gold are a match made in Heaven, it was labeled as the number one color combination a few autumns ago. You’ve got a flowy jacket and a flowy skirt and it’s all cinched by this beautiful belt. It’s overall a great runway look. Now, Tomi Chōten? I mean, I don’t have much to say? Like I’m not too big on all the patterns just mashed up together. But I will say, the tuxes and suits are all well-fitted, great color palettes. You could’ve done more with your hair, buddy, but otherwise, there’s not much for me to add on.”

“I just gotta say, I never, ever, ever! Thought I’d see Eldrid dress up! Chuhoku! You did one thing right for once! So I can see the gloriousness! Bahahahaha! Whew… Either way, I can say for a fact… that casting aside my love for all things lolita and gothic lolita, I definitely don’t love this choice in outfit. The general shape is just all wrong, it’s just not for me. Now onto wifey, Kirumi Mayeda! I like the casual nature! I don’t know how close this is to dressing up like Eldrid— which I guess says more about the partner than Kirumi… Good picks! Really pretty! But I don’t think the concept is there!”

Judges

We took in careful consideration for our judges for this pageant. Five judges to judge our contestants fairly without any prejudice or biases, we searched high and low across all of the divisions before selecting the following…

1. The Rich Countess: Reika Aichi of Shizuoka

2. The SFX Artist: Reiaki Suzubayashi of Minato

3. The Onna-Musha: Azusa Furukawa of Taitō

4. The Catholic Nun: Shisuta Heisha of Ueno

5. The History Professor: Maki Umemoto of Suginami

We look forward to see their thoughts and judgement in the following rounds!

[everyothermouse]

Behold, my new children, Abigail (left) and Elliese (right.) elliese is a quiet but sweet violinist living in a cabin alone in raspberry wood, who spends most of her time wondering the woods playing music and picking berries for the jam she sells in markets in nearby cities and towns. Abigail is a friendly guitarist going to a college in a nearby city who has a passion for plants and likes to explore the woods to pick fruits, nuts, herbs, and any other plants that spark her fancy. One day the two run into eachother in the woods and end up spending the afternoon chatting and picking berries together, until a storm hits and the two are forced to flee back to elliese’s cabin. The storm ends up knocking down a tree, blocking Abigails road home. No one will come out here to move it until after a week, so Elliese offers to let Abigail stay with her for the time being. romance ensues, from making jam together to picnics to playing music. Theyre adorable ❤️❤️❤️ 

[vintage-bentley]

I made over Dana Adler from mo choices as a gnc gay man (and feminist ally) and he's stunning. I'm going to make him such a nice boyfriend.

Aww!! If you’re comfortable send a dm of him and his boyfriend, I’d love to see! 😄💕

[a-clowns-words]

HEY ASH I CAME WITH THE FOOD Please give us wholesome tattoo artist Deku/feral flower shop owner Bakugou AU please please please your ideas are so good

YAYYY- you submitted a post pft but that's fine, this actually works pretty well

but wholesome goth boy x feral flower boy YES YES YES I LOVE THIS ALREADY, AU UNDER THE CUT

let's start off with izuku.

he owns a small (but very well known) tattoo parlor in the city he lives in. he majored in art in college and has been doodling since he was in middle school so he has notebooks just calk full of designs and sketches for tattoos that he tears pages from to put up around the shop.

the only design he doesn't have just aimlessly floating around is this one that's extremely important to him since he won an art contest with it in his freshman year of high school (it started him on his path to being an artist) and it's framed and hung on the wall behind the counter

the said design was a sort of couples pairing (meant to be put on the insides of one's wrist and a bit of their forearm and when two people pressed their wrists together side by side it would match up. it could be described as a very intricate and detailed drawing of two roses that branch off the same steam in the middle of the tattoo, and the steam wrapped around the two roses in a spiral that was covered with thorns and leaves but it never touched the two roses.

anyways, izuku never did that design on anyone no matter how many couples that'd ask if he'd do it. it was just his own sort of personal thing, and he was saving it to do it on himself and his soulmate (if he ever found them)

so that's that, people would come and they could choose any other of his original designs around the shop (or bring in their own) and he'd happily give it to them. though he dressed in dark clothes and had dozens of tattoos, making him look like a bit of a tough/mean person, he was actually one of the nicest shop owners in town. everyone was always so surprised when they heard him start rambling on about his designs then get embarrassed as he caught himself doing so, honestly, it was adorable and everyone thought so.

now, on to katsuki.

katsuki runs a flower shop right across the street from Izuku, he opened only a month ago (bc he just moved here) and it was already starting to get popular.

now, Katsuki wasn't exactly a k i n d shop owner. he wore soft pastel colors a lot but he was big and muscly and had clear tattoos on his neck and upper arms which made him look like a sort of- soft thug? but he was very much feral. he'd call his customers extras and often give regulars nicknames. such as one girl he nicknamed 'bubble gum' because she wore a lot of pink and had pink hair, she'd come to buy flowers for their girlfriend often.

even though he's mean, god does he have the most beautiful arrangements of flowers. so the people that live in the city look past all his grumpiness (some even find it kinda charming and manage to get to know him a bit better.)

plus, there's one specific thing that he has that almost no other plain flower shop sells. black roses.

no one exactly knows how he always gets his hands on them, due to the price and rarity, but he always somehow has a few carefully placed black as night roses in a vase on the counter.

how did the two meet/get together?

well, remember those black roses? a certain perky little goth boy happens to absolutely adore them. honestly he really just loves roses but the black ones draw him in due to them being well, goth.

so, izuku skips over to katsuki's shop every week or so and his visits are always in the morning right when the shop opens so izuku can open his right after. since he visits in the morning, he always has to deal with an even more grumpy morning katsuki, but he doesn't mind at all. he comes in, perky as ever, and cheerfully hops to the counter to order the same thing each time.

"One black rose please, Baka- Baku.. Kat-katchu- uh.. oh lord I'm so sorry, uhm.. oh! How bout Kacchan? Yeah! One black rose please, Kacchan!"

"...'Kacchan'?! Really?! Who the fuck do you think you are?!"

"I'm Midoriya! Izuku Midoriya, Heh!"

"If that's spelled how I'd guess it is, wouldn't it be kinda similar to 'useless'?"

"I uh- uhm, I suppose so..?"

"Let's see here.. useless little goth boy... hm..."

"Wha-"

"Oh I know. Deku."

"D-deku? You're really gonna call me that?"

"Yeah. Gotta problem with it, nerd?!"

"No!- No... I guess not-"

"Good, now take your rose and leave."

"A-alright... thanks... Kacchan!"

and that's that. izuku learns to get used to katsuki's teasing and nicknames, and katsuki decides to just ignore the fact that he's being called 'kacchan', such a petname like nickname, by a complete stranger

at one point, katsuki asked why izuku always came to get a new black rose every week and izuku simply gave an embarrassed laugh and explained that:

"well... i uh just really like these..! they're so pretty don't you think? plus I put the one I get every week into a vase of water and use it as a uh reference for tattoos..."

"and you need a new one every damn week?!"

"ahaha- well- i'm uh... not the best at flower keeping... plus they're much prettier fresh, you know?"

katsuki rolled his eyes at the explanation, truth be told izuku just didn't want to admit he wanted an excuse to come see the blond every week. though izuku wasn't alone, katsuki didn't say anything else because HE honestly also enjoyed the greenette coming to his shop

anyways I'm getting way too invested in this so let's wrap it up

katsuki and izuku get to know each other a bit better as they go to each other's shops. one time katsuki went to izuku's shop to get a back tattoo (that took fucking hours) so they had PLENTY of time to have an actual conversation for once and they actually had some pretty deep ones, it ended with katsuki begrudgingly pointing out the framed tattoo design, commenting on how pretty and detailed it was. of course, izuku went on a small flustered ramble about it before getting stopped by katsuki laughing and telling him to "calm down there, pretty boy." honestly just making izuku more flustered with katsuki finding it amusing as fuck. he ended up scribbling down his number quickly on a stray piece of paper to hand to izuku before heading out the shop with his classic smirk.

and shit happened yada yada yada got to know each other a bit more through text and izuku ended up asking katsuki out on a date at one point. so katsuki showed up at izuku apartment on the night of the date with a whole bouquet of black roses for his goth boy.

they decided to try a relationship and it ended up getting pretty serious. one day izuku dragged his boyfriend over to his shop and forced him to sit down so he could start working on getting his important design onto the two of them.

"Wait- really?! With me?! You sure, Deku..?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Now shut up and stay still so I can do this right, dummy-"

and that's where i'm ending it all so I don't kill you guys with reading PFT (I could go so much more in-depth tho)

[artificialqueens]

Kitty Ears (DeLa/Trixie) - Eevee

This is just some fluff with Goth Kitty DeLa and IQ Kitty Trixie. Like, exclusively fluff. It's here to be adorable, so if you want something very cute, you're in luck! Also, do DeLa and Trixie have a ship name? If not, I am naming it Dixie because it's hilarious.

DeLa sat on her bed, her girlfriend sitting on the floor in front of her. She brushed out the fluffy pink hair that reminded her of cotton candy. “You’re so soft, Trix.”

“Soft?” Trixie wrinkled her nose, locking eyes with her girlfriend through the mirror in front of her. “What do you mean, soft?”

“Your presence, it’s soothing and gentle; there’s no hard edges to you, no matter what you’re always there to give me a hug.” The older girl explained, starting to braid Trixie’s hair.

Trixie grinned. “Aww, that’s so sweet,” she batted her eyes cutely, “For someone who dresses so spiky, you’re a real softy, too.”

“Yeah, but don’t tell anyone, okay?” DeLa mumbled, blushing as pink as Trixie’s hair. “I got a reputation to uphold, here.” She wrapped a hair tie at the end of the braid, and tied a bow around that. “Done!”

Trixie leaned her head back to look at her girlfriend. “You’re the best.” DeLa leaned down and gave Trixie a quick kiss. “Mm,” Trixie thought a moment, “And your lips taste like raspberries.”

DeLa laughed, and moved to sit on the floor next to Trixie. “You’re too cute, Kitty.” She leaned her head on Trixie’s shoulder, smiling.

Trixie smiled, and rested her head on DeLa’s. “You’re the cute one.” She wrapped an arm around her girlfriend’s shoulders and gave her a light hug. “Even when your earrings are digging into my skin.”

DeLa pulled her head away, and kissed the place where her earring had been pressed to Trixie’s shoulder. “Sorry, Kitty,” she said between kisses, “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Trixie hummed happily. “It’s okay, Dede, your kisses always make it better.”

DeLa huffed lightly, and quirked a brow at Trixie. “Dede? Really?”

“You call me Kitty, I’m just trying to find a nickname for you.” Trixie furrowed her brow. “I’ll try something else.”

“Good plan.” DeLa wove her hand into Trixie’s. “What do you wanna do now?”

Trixie looked at her girlfriend, and touched DeLa’s little black cat earrings. “I think… I want to get my ears pierced,” Trixie blushed, and immediately added, “So I can get payback on your shoulders.”

DeLa cupped Trixie’s cheek in her free hand. “Are you sure, Kitty? I’ve known you a long time, you’ve always been afraid…” DeLa paused as Trixie’s eyes flashed with hurt, “…not afraid, cautious, about getting your ears pierced.”

Trixie averted her gaze. “Well, yeah. You told me it sounded like a stapler just attacked your ears when you got your ears pierced,” DeLa grinned sheepishly, she remembered saying that, “But I feel brave when we’re together. Maybe I’m a kitten, but you’re a bobcat, here to protect me.” Trixie looked back into DeLa’s eyes.

DeLa kissed her girlfriend again. “I’ll always protect you, Kitty.”

“Well, let’s go before I get scared again.” She squeezed DeLa’s hand.

~*~*~*~*~

DeLa sighed as she and Trixie walked into the mall. She was excited for Trixie, of course, but she just knew that her poor kitten would cry because it hurt. She hated seeing Trixie cry.

Trixie looked to DeLa. “Come on, Lala. Let’s do this.”

“Lala is better, but keep trying,” DeLa chuckled, and continued, “I know just where to go.”

To Trixie’s surprise, DeLa lead her to Claire’s. “Huh? Not Hot Topic?”

“They don’t do piercings, and even if they did, wouldn’t you be more comfortable here?” She gestured to the pastel… everything. “Look, even I got my ears pierced at a Claire’s, they’re good at it.”

Trixie stared at her girlfriend. “You… got your ears pierced… at Claire’s.” Her words were slow, as she looked DeLa over, in her dark outfit, combat boots, and edgy makeup. “I don’t understand.”

DeLa rolled her eyes. “Yeah yeah. Come on, Trixie.”

The girlfriends walked into the cheerful shop. Trixie sat on the chair where one gets their ears pierced and DeLa spoke to the girl at the counter. The clerk nodded and went to Trixie, while DeLa stepped away to the back of the store.

“So you wanted to get your ears pierced? We can definitely do that!” The clerk chirped happily. Trixie nodded, but craned her neck to look for her girlfriend.

She spotted DeLa near the back of the store. “Um, yes, but I want to hold my girlfriend’s hand…” Trixie blushed.

“I’m comin’, Kitty!” DeLa called, running back over to her girlfriend, hands behind her back. “Wanted to get you a little somethin’.” She showed Trixie what she was holding, a pink plush Pusheen.

“Aww!” Trixie took Pusheen under one arm and held DeLa’s hand. “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.”

The clerk cleaned Trixie’s earlobes and showed her the piercing studs. Trixie nodded along to what she was saying, looking at DeLa as the woman lined up the piercing gun.

As fast as the first was in, the second earring had been placed and pierced. Trixie’s eyes were huge and her grip was crushing DeLa’s hand. “It really does sound like a stapler.” Her voice was a whisper. DeLa squeezed her hand back, and kissed her.

“You did it, Kitty! Go get a cookie from Mrs. Fields, I’ll meet you in a few minutes.” DeLa gave Trixie a quick hug.

Trixie walked over to get a slice of cookie cake, sitting down at the table a little dazed. DeLa had mentioned she’d have very mild shock, that was probably what this was. She felt better eating the cookie, though.

DeLa joined Trixie at her table shortly after. “I paid for the piercing and your plushie. How you doing, Kitty?”

Trixie smiled warmly and joined her hand with her girlfriend’s. “I’m okay, Bunny.”

DeLa arched a brow. “We’re going with Bunny?”

Trixie nodded. “Almost nothing is as soft as a bunny.” She squeezed DeLa’s hand.

DeLa scoffed. “I don’t get it in the slightest,” she grinned slightly, blushing, “but I guess I can work with it.”

[whoreiaki-kakyoin]

Why have one goth bf, when you could have two, sandwiched between Ris and Abba 👀

All right, you’re onto something here, wait…. 🙊👀 Two tall goth boyfriends to snuggle? Please, I think I’d just short circuit. Imagine how warm and cozy that would be! (I also want us to remember they’re each about a foot taller than I am 😳 small pastel girlfriend smushed between two goth boyfriends 😌)

[riding-with-the-wild-hunt]

okay this isn’t going to be the most coherent thing I've ever said (because school is currently doing its best to pulverize my brain into silly string and tapioca) but like...it really fucking pisses me off that in the year of our lord 2022, people are still going on and on about “cringy ocs.” ocs are for exactly one person: you!! you made them! to bring joy! to you! you want your oc to have purple hair and cat ears and be a pastel goth? you do that! you want your oc to save the world from inexplicable evil every other day and be a violin virtuoso and have a hot werewolf girlfriend? hella rad! people say “self-indulgent” about ocs like it’s a bad thing, but the thing is, an oc’s ultimate purpose is to be just that! they’re your blorbo, your scrunkly, your personal horse plinko; you gave them life, and they should make you happy before anyone else.

tl;dr--it’s high time we all stopped criticizing each other’s ocs and started just focusing on creating characters that make us happy. 

[beware-of-you-98]

GOD fuck it

artsy goth lesbian!! emily and her sporty jock gf jj college au headcanons (tw// mentions of homophobia+transphobia but nothing graphic)

emily has subdued her goth look from high school by a lot

she’s more of a pastel goth

her hair is straighter, the blue streaks running through her hair more nearly than they ever were in high school

she’s traded in her faded band shirts and faux leather jackets for plain black tank tops or t-shirts with darker, more neutral toned flannels thrown over top

she still wears her fishnet stockings, the ripped skinny jeans and chains on her belt, but she loses the studs

(instead, she wears a simple black choker)

her nails are painted matte black, filed into short tips

(she keeps her pointer and ring finger nails cut though because..... well duh)

she does her makeup the same way: dramatic eyeshadow with winged eyeliner sharp enough to cut a bitch

the only difference is she wears charcoal gray lipstick instead of black

people are weary of her

she carries around a dark, black umbrella when it’s sunny out to protect her pale complexion

literally no one hears her talk

no one knows her major

all they know about emily is that she’s good at art

she excells in the french and math classes she’s in

emily prentiss is intimidating for crying out loud! you can’t blame people for being nervous around her!

(once, emily heard a rumor that she beat up laura sanderson because laura called her a homophobic slur)

(she totally did break laura sanderson’s nose because laura called luke alvez and his boyfriend spencer reid homophobic and transphobic slurs and the bitch made penelope garcia, the sweetest human being emily has ever met, cry)

(she doesn’t feel sorry about it whatsoever)

jj is the complete opposite of emily

she dresses in sports jersies, shorts and a comfortable pair of vans

in winter, she wears soft pastel colored sweaters and cuffed jeans

her hair is always up in a ponytail

everyone on campus seemingly knows who rising soccer star jennifer jareau is

she trains every single day in the gym and often will be seen jogging around campus with a few of her teammates

despite her popularity, she’s really down to earth and kind

she has a small group of friends that she hangs around with when she’s not with her team (the small group includes spencer, luke and penelope!!)

she politely declines invitations to join sororities and spends the time she’s not on the field studying

her best classes are science and english

spencer and penelope are like her siblings and she protects them fiercely

laura sanderson tries her one day by starting on spence and jj goes off on her

she chews laura out hardcore, leaving to go to the field only when her hands start to shake

(laura doesn’t mess with spencer after that)

no one ever expects jennifer jareau and emily prentiss to be dating at all

as far as anyone knows, they don’t interact

so when jj’s teammates spot emily prentiss sitting underneath a shaded tree with her sketchbook during their practices, they’re weirded out

after practice, one of them pulls jj aside and is like.... “that emo weirdo is watching us...”

jj just shoots her a glare and states firmly “my girlfriend is just waiting for me to be done with practice”

and then she turns back to emily and grins, jogging up to her and giving her a kiss

emily likes staying over in jj’s dorm to watch her study (she sketches her girlfriend sometimes)

jj always wrinkles her nose with a smile and goes “why do you always draw me?”

emily’s cheesy response is always “you’re my inspiration”

jj’s often the model she uses for her photography assignments

despite hating crowds and sports, emily always makes it to jj’s games

she’ll stand over under her umbrella no matter the weather to cheer her girlfriend on

most times, she chants “come on baby, you got this” under her breath as she watches her girlfriend on the field

if she makes a goal, emily can’t help but cheer

jj always makes it to emily’s art galleries and show openings

she loves emily’s photography so much because her girlfriend really has a talent for it

her favorite art pieces of emily’s are the pottery (her girlfriend makes the cutest tea pots and tea cups) and her colored pencil drawings because they look so real

[the sweaters jj wears in the winter are 100% emily’s but no one has to know that]

[hotchley]

6, 17, 22, and 62 for the asks!

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

Honestly I have no idea? It depends on the occasion.

If I'm at home, I'm in pajamas, and if I'm leaving the house it's either a dress if I'm seeing family, or jeans if I'm not lol. So I guess either tomboy or formal depending...

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

My trainers! (Okay probably my black flats because they're my school shoes but whatever-)

I've had those trainers for three years now and I still love them

22. role model?

Umm...

I hate thinking of people as a role model because it feels too much like putting them on a pedestal, and I also never really consider who would be one unless I'm asked, so I guess for ease, I'll go for Alex Wilson.

She's a mixed-race barrister, but she's just really cool and I think she's a good person and she's just good, you know?

62. seven characters you relate to?

SEVEN?? Okay umm...

Aaron Hotchner- Criminal Minds (duh)

Haley Brooks-Hotchner- Criminal Minds (but make her a teenager, and like the teen I write)

Agatha- The School For Good And Evil

Heather- Crazy Ex-Girlfriend

Snow White- Once Upon A TIme

Okay I know it said seven but I really cannot think of another two, so we're just going to with those five lol.