#this dress doesn't have pockets so I had to steal a purse

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Omw to the red carpet premiere of Ethan's "I Have to do This" documentary! It's a good excuse to wear this dress again!

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This sooo late but for your wip game might I know more about

Lost then Found - Logan Sargeant, Charles Leclerc/Reader/Max Verstappen

All I know (I think I messed up the name to that) or anything Logan Sargeant

@ireadthensuetheauthors

It is never too late for WIP game! (also hi @ireadthensuetheauthors, how have you been?).

Okay, so there's 3 Logan fics listed and lets talk about them in alphabetical order under the cut

Despite It All - Logan Sargeant

So, Despite It All sees us with Max, his bestfriend (reader doesn't have a nickname atm), and her son Sawyer. And everyone and their mother is convinced that one: her and Max are together and two: that Max is Sawyer's father. The only people that don't are Max's family, Daniel, Max's boyfriend Charles (lestappen is canon in this fic), and Charles family.

Now reason for this is because when she found out she was pregnant, Sawyer's dad ditched and Max was already stepping up to help his best friend out but after finding out it was a boy, he stepped up, stepped up, wanting to make sure that Sawyer always knew how to treat not just girls/women but his momma.

And Logan watches Max with her and Sawyer and can't help but wish it was him instead. (happy ending I promise)

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Logan Boob Smut Blurb

Here's a small snippet: His hands grasp at her hips as she continues to adjust, letting his lips trail down her neck until he finally reaches the whole reason for getting her in his lap.

Her tits.

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Lost Then Found - Logan Sargeant, Charles Leclerc/Reader/Max Verstappen

This fic is messy!!! Basically reader is Arthur's best friend and becomes close with Charles and Max and they become a trio of sorts and she grows feelings for them. And then Max and Charles tell her that they are dating so she pulls away, wanting to one let the new couple have space, but also to move on from them both. Which leads Arthur setting her up with Logan.

Snippet: She doesn’t bother knocking on Arthur’s door, he had told her that if she wasn’t going to let him pick her back up that’d he keep the door unlocked for her so she could come straight to him after her date.

“Thur.” She calls, setting her purse down on the kitchen counter. “I’m back, all safe and sound.” She rounds the kitchen counter, opening his fridge and stealing a beer before making her way to the living room and plopping down on his couch. Pulling her phone out of her pocket, she can’t help but remember how excited Logan had gotten when he realized that her dress had pockets. The fresh memory, barely seven hours old, has her grinning again.

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I haven't started writing Despite It All yet, hence no snippet, but I'm very excited to eventually start writing it once I get a few WIP's that I've already gotten a few hundred words down for, lol.

Hope you liked it and if you or anyone wants to know more about any of these WIPs are any of the others one listed in the linked post, send me an ask!

[7r0773r]

The Road to the City by Natalia Ginzburg, translated by Gini Alhadeff

The little children played and hit one another and my mother would come to slap them, then she would take it out on me for sitting on the sofa instead of helping her with the dishes. My father would then tell her that she should be bringing me up better. My mother would start sobbing, saying that she was everyone's dog, and my father would take his hat off the coat rack and go out. My father worked as an electrician and a photographer, and he wanted Giovanni to train to be an electrician. But Giovanni never went when he was called. There was never enough money and my father was always tired and furious. He'd come home briefly and then leave right away because the house was a madhouse, he said. But he'd say that it wasn't our fault if we were so badly brought up. That it was his fault and my mother's. By the look of him my father still seemed quite young and my mother was jealous. He washed thoroughly before dressing, and put brilliantine in his hair. I was not ashamed of him when I ran into him in town. Nini also liked to wash, and he stole my father's brilliantine. But it was no use as the lock of hair would bounce back over his eyes all the same.

Once Giovanni told me: "Nini drinks grappa."

I stared at him, surprised.

"Grappa? Always?"

"Whenever he can," he said, "any chance he gets. He even took a bottle of it home. And keeps it hidden. But I found it and he let me taste it. It's good," he said.

"Nini drinks grappa," I repeated to myself in amazement. I went to Azalea's. I found her at home alone. She was sitting at the table in the kitchen. And eating tomato salad with a vinegar dressing.

"Nini drinks grappa," I told her.

She shrugged.

"You have to find something to do, to fight the boredom."

"Yes, one gets bored. Why are we so bored?" I asked.

"Because life is stupid," she said, pushing her plate away. "What can you do? You get tired of everything right away."

"Why are we always so bored?" I asked Nini that evening, as we walked home.

"Who's bored? I'm not bored at all," he said and started laughing, taking me by the arm. "So you're bored? But why? Everything is so wonderful."

"What's so wonderful?" I asked.

"Everything," he said, "everything. I like everything I see. A little while ago I liked walking in the city, now I am walking in the countryside and I like that, too. " Giovanni was walking just ahead of us. He stopped and said:

"He goes to work in a factory now."

"I am learning to be a lathe turner," Nini said, "so I'll have some money. I can't be without money. I can't stand it. All I need to cheer me up is a few lira in my pocket. But when you want money you have to either steal it or earn it. They never properly explained that to us at home. They always complain about us, but just to pass the time. No one ever said, 'Get out, and shut up!' That's what they should have done.

"If they'd told me 'Get out, and shut up,' I would have kicked them out the door," Giovanni said.

On the way, we met the doctor's son, who had gone hunting with his dog. He had shot down seven or eight quails, and gave me two. He was a stocky young man, with a big black mustache, who was at the university studying medicine. He and Nini started arguing, and later Giovanni told me:

"The doctor's son is no match for Nini. Nini isn't like the others, and it doesn't matter that he hasn't studied."

But I was happy because Giulio had given me two quails, and he'd looked at me and said that one day we should go to the city together.

Summer had come now, and I started thinking of my clothes and that I should get new ones made. I told my mother I needed some light blue fabric, and my mother asked if I thought she had millions in her purse, but I said I also needed a pair of shoes with cork soles and couldn't do without them, then added, "And damn the mother who gave birth to you."

I got slapped and cried all day long locked up in my room. I asked Azalea for the money, and she sent me to Via Genova 20 to ask if Alberto was at home. Having found out that he wasn't, I went back with the answer and got the money. I stayed in my room a few days sewing, and almost forgot what the city was like. Once the dress was finished I put it on and went for a walk, and the doctor's son came up to me right away, bought some pastries and we went to eat them under the pine trees. He asked me what I'd been doing locked up at home all that time. But I told him I didn't like people meddling in my business. He begged me not to be so mean. Then he tried to kiss me but I got away.

I lay out all morning on the balcony at home, to tan my legs in the sun. I had the shoes with cork soles and I had the dress, and I also had a woven straw handbag Azalea had given me in return for taking a letter to Via Genova 20. And my face, legs, and arms had taken on a nice brown color. Someone came to tell my mother that Giulio, the doctor's son, was in love with me and that his mother had berated him for hours about it. My mother suddenly became all cheerful and sweet, and every morning brought me a beaten egg yolk because she thought I was looking a bit out of sorts. The doctor's wife spent all day long at the window with the maid, and when she caught sight of me banged the window shut as though she'd seen a serpent. Giulio gave me a half smile and went on walking next to me and talking. I didn't pay any attention to what he was saying—I was thinking that this stocky young man with the black mustache, and high boots, who whistled to summon his dog, would soon be my boyfriend, and that many girls in town would weep with rage. (pp. 10-14)

[obamousse]

Wow. I really appreciate the effort and ideas. But I have a different version, which may or may not incorporate some of your ideas :)))

Appearance:

Hair: She's tall, lean, with short black hair (her mom wanted her to have longer hair since it fits her better) which she has on her signature hair clip. She would wear scrunchies, preferably pink/pastel ones in PE classes or in sports, but she prefers to let her hair loose and wear the scrunchies on her wrists, along with myriad more bracelets and accessories. She would sometimes braid her hair.

Clothing: She prefers wearing pants and tomboy fashion, because it is both comfortable and fashionable. Because her brother has exquisite taste in fashion, she usually steals some of his crop tops or baggy jeans. She prefers pockets a million times over purses, no matter how ridiculous the pockets may be. Her mother had reprimanded her because of the way she dresses, she doesn't care. She only needs to put on some eyeliner, glitter if she likes it (and she always likes it), and colored lip balm and then she's done. She also wears mismatches socks, and no one knows if it is intentional. She often ties her coat around her waist, and wears tied-lace black shoes or boots, even if it's HOT.

However, in the house, she wears mismatched pjs and doesn't brush her hair.

Also, HER EYES ARE EXACTLY LIKE YEJI FROM ITZY.

Personality:

She is also a smartphone kid who records and films funny things happening around her, such as fights and gossip, and upload them on her account on social media, where she garners quite a lot of viewers. She uses her dry humor and editing skills to make her videos funny and cultivate viewers, and sometimes appear in videos and talk about drama. (She is exactly like Jazmine on Youtube). She pays a lot of attention to her online blog where she posts videos like this, sometimes to the point she's reprimanded by her parents for being addicted to her phone. She could not live without her phone, just like Suna, and would then bother him 24/7 whenever she's grounded (which is fairly often).

She teases, jokes, trolls, roasts, and pranks a lot, and the most common victim is her brother. She also laughs a lot, freely, unrestrained and loud, at other people's jokes or even at her own, along with grinning all the time whenever she hatches mischief (which is her favorite hobby ever). Other times, she has a bored, lazy look on her face, and often lies down next to her brother or best friend, demanding attention.

She's free, opinionated, and does what she wants regardless of what others may say. She also takes criticism well: she would listen if it is useful, and dismisses it in the other person's face if it is not. She is known for being brutally honest, so she is disliked by a lot of people (who she sees as dishonest). She does not care if people dislike her or if she's alone, but she often makes friends with lonely, new girls who usually get bullied and defend them from mean girls. She had amassed herself a friend group with her being the boss or older sister (she's the oldest among them) who is respected among her kouhais. She has a best friend, who is of the same age as her, who is as cheeky, but calm and mature enough to stop her from doing anything stupid.

Suna's little sister often shows sisterly affection to other kouhais she knows, including boys, and would act a bit too much with her brash, chaotic, tomboyish behavior. She respects any older girls or girls of the same age who she finds respectable, but she doesn't care for older boys or boys of the same age. They would either try to flirt with her or crack really crude jokes, thinking she was "one of the boys". Except for some, who is not preppy or boring, and also not crude, misogynistic jocks.

She likes dancing and wants to be a Jpop star. she also likes fashion, expressing herself and make-up. Her favorite color is purple. She loves board games and card games, pestering her brothers and cousins to play with her, but she loses all the time. She wants to live abroad and independently once she graduates high school. She loves hands-on classes like carpentry, fixing machinery, drawing, but not sewing or embroidery.

Her brother once invited the Inarizaki team to his house, where they met Suna's younger sister. She gets a long surprisingly well with Kita, having learned from her ojousama school, and her favorite member is Aran. However, she was not good at Japanese (I headcanoned Suna and his sister as half-Chinese who was born in China in my bio) so she wasn't good with the language, and spoke to Atsumu without honorifics, which caused conflict between the two. It was resolved, but they still have petty enmity, and she would pair up with Atsumu to taunt and roast him.

She studies at an ojousama school, and despite that school having a reputation for good, well-mannered kids, she is a rebellious one. She's only true to herself - that not all the kids in that school are well-mannered either, some acting even worse than her. She often almost gets into trouble for her schemes, but there is always her smartass best friend (who is the top academic kid btw) and her smartass self to escape trouble.

To my mutuals: How do you head canon Suna's little sister?

[nat-20s]

tips for stealing from hobby lobby? thats really impressive

I can give you some tips for stealing from big box retail stores in general babey!

-a lot of what people look out for when identifying potential shoplifters is just profiling. While some of this is, shittily enough, racial profiling (shoplifting is definitely easier if you're white :/), some of it is just other appearances things that are within your control so in line with that:

-be aware of how you're dressed, and if you can, blend in to what people in the store would typically be wearing. Dirty jeans with oil stains on them don't make you stand out in a hardware store, but they do at a craft store, and wearing a big handmade chunky sweater is the opposite. As a general rule I would say dress nicely but casually- if you look like you've showered recently and your clothes are clean, employees are much less likely to take notice of you

-related: hoodies with a big pocket in the front are often viewed as sus in a way that a jacket with big pockets are not

-speaking of pockets: my recommendations is to have them larger and not tight to your body, and already have some stuff like keys/wallet bulking them out so it doesn't look visually different when you stuff some. idk yarn or jewelry or snacks or whatnot in there

-also be aware of, if you're planning to steal things that are big enough that they'll need a bag rather than a pocket, I HIGHLY recommend going with a purse or satchel or MAYBE grocery bag. Backpacks set off red alarms for a lot of people

NOW TO ATTITUDE

-If you've never shoplifted before, I would start with something small that can easily slip into a pocket. A good part of not being suspicious is not seeming suspicious, and starting small gets you used to the, like, feeling of stealing and what your nervousness levels are. ALSO if you start with a single item and you get caught with it, you can absolutely go with the "oh shit I forgot I had this. god I can be so spacey sometimes" defense

-depending on the store, I will also say if you're carrying $100 worth of stuff in your pockets, go ahead and buy 5-10 dollars worth of stuff. After all, you're going through the line and paying for things, of course you're not stealing! *wink wonk* i don't do this with hobby lobby bc fuck hobby lobby, but i have done this with other places

-be relaxed. meander a bit. wander the aisles looking at stuff. when you pick up things to steal i also recommend putting them in your pocket/bag in a different aisle, as some merch has special cameras watching them

-if an employee comes up to you, I recommend being cheerful and polite! I recommend this anyway, as you should be good to retail workers, but if they seem to have come up to you apropos of nothing, they might be suspicious. In that case I would a: definitely do the purchase a small amount so you can take the big amount more easily and b: if they ask if they can help you find anything, say yes! Come up with something that the store either has or might have. Then once the employee shows you where it is (or, in some cases, just tells you), you can "decide" something about it is not quite to your liking, and say thank them for their help anyway. confidence and ease is key

GENERAL TIPS

-be smart about what you're stealing! those door scanners that some places have are usually for like magnetic or rfid tags. If there's weird rainbowy stickers or those like tag things:

then you either don't steal those or have to remove them first, otherwise those door scanners WILL go off

-for cameras: honestly? if you're not stealing massive things, it's incredibly rare that anybody is gonna check those, and it's also incredibly rare that anybody is actually watching those. hell, a bunch of retail stores don't even have any members of the team for security

-other things: big box stores have limits for how much can be stolen and how much their insurance covers. Quite a few places see people steal items that are under like $50 or so and simply don't give a shit

-if you make it out the door, you're pretty much untouchable. literally. Retail employees are 100% forbidden from chasing you.

-retail employees that in late teens/early 20s have a high chance of not being paid enough to care. you can use this to your advantage

-don't hit places too often. even though most retail employees will forget your face as soon as you're out of view, if you're there enough, you will be recognized as a regular. this is great as a customer terrible as a shoplifter. If you can go at different times of day/week that's also good, as they are likely to have different people on different shifts

-while i do firmly believe it is always morally correct to steal from corporations (doubly so for hobby lobby, where it's actually more morally correct to steal than to buy), please don't steal from small independent shops. the hole in the wall bookstore with a cat doesn't have the same resources, set up, or even rules as Big Box Whatever you know? It's much more likely that stealing will screw over employees and much more likely you'll get caught

Anyway, have fun, be a more generic version of yourself in the store, and enjoy your new Five Finger Discount!

[crunchykiwibby]

Core Four

Hi! After days of my antics i had decided to show my drawings for my redrawn Descendants next to outfit clarification/ idea for my fanfiction (+ analysis because I love fashion analysis! I watched one episode of the topic and I'm hooked now-) also sorry about the poor camera quality I'll digitalize it soon 😭

So here's them all together:

So what they have in common is the use of patterns and somewhat baggy(ish?) clothing whether it's from the top, ( Carlos, Evie) or by the pants ( Jay, Mal). The next use is pictures or patterns which is pretty predominant in Mal's side of town ( The inner city/ a good most of the Isle except anywhere near the coast. Which is known to be Uma's side of town.) 9 times out of 10 you would see a lot of painted clothes with patterns or designs, pieces of leather or cloth in clothing that can form a pattern or pictures. It is very popular on the Isle to wear gloves, bandages, and something you can at least move in because sometimes certain areas get congested and you might have to jump from a building time to time, run away from a troll, or fight. Also it's good to wear clothes that hide stuff you stole or hide weapons compared to Uma's side of town where you kinda just casually have a dagger or sword out. The inner city fashion is a mix of military, grunge, and goth depending on where you are. And it also reflects in the fanfiction in their Auradon fashion which I'll describe later. Their outfits together all clash but it's unified in one shape or pattern which also presents their friendship.

MAL

So Mal doesn't have fear as she usually doesn't worry about being randomly shanked out of nowhere. Seen here I kept her purple/ green aesthetic but I used a very minium of pink which was her top which was magenta. Her outfit is quite girly tomboyish. Her top is a repurposed binder that she cloth dyed and painted green flames on. I did this changes because she's more of the rambunctious one in the group next to Jay so her clothes are fitted in the purposes of movement next to the fact of her always stealing and running away which I felt that the leather jacket limited her upper body in her og design, I do love the leather don't get me wrong! But it's more practical in fall/winter (assuming that it's pretty tight) than spring and summer which is when my fanfiction takes place. However the use of leather is shown in her pants as the her pockets is dyed leather. Her hair is more blunt like cut and a deeper purple more toward her hair in D3 (Which was the color I like the most) but it's not a long asymmetrical bob it's just a blunt cut bob and she keeps it that way for a while. She aims for that casual militant fashion a lot, as some of her outfits won't look like what is the one above since she's not jumping place to place in Auradon would lean towards edgy and militant for a while until Coronation and later in the series where it leans more like EGIRL/Prep as her hair gets longer and is just plain black and cut again so she would wear a baggy clothes with combat boots in darker shades of purple and green while some of her shoes consist of designs of her own graffiti in the earlier parts and eases slowly into more to skinny jeans and a shirt that's stuck in with some canvas shoes. You notice how her outfits would present a very dominant leader energy because her outfits would stand out a lot when she stands with the group. Reflecting her always in control and assertive role as leader in the group. Whether in maybe the graphics on her shirt or the pattern until later where her and the core four all equally stand out in their own ways but not clash with one another and she's not trying to outshine any of them. So her style choices in the beginning reflects how she sees herself more of a pawn to her mother and more of someone was placed in charge due to her mother's orders which makes her prone to have a harder time shifting from that mindset in the beginning.

EVIE

Her outfit is very male gaze oriented, intentionally as presented on how she was raised so how she dresses is out of place for normal people on the Isle that live more in the inner city as she dresses more for fashionable and what the Isle consider Auradon like. However don't get it twisted because her outfit is quite practical than one thinks. Her outfit is a dress with attached shorts that is hard to see due to her dress because she dresses in a way for the male gaze. Her sleeves are utilized in a way that she can keep weapons. Any weapon. Same applies to her dress skirt the cut is makes her capable of sneaking in a knife or something same rules don't apply to her purse as it just keeps makeup and a mirror in hand for quick access. Her dress is pretty tight at the waist as her mother always say "tinier the waist the better" and the closest thing of love she got from her mom is that she complimented her waist so her outfits then on compliment her waistline. Her colors are still blue and red as her mother thinks that what works because Snow White but later on she will have mementos of her mother's colors of red, black, purple, greens, and gold albeit jewelry or clothing pieces. Her shoes aren't made for any parkour. Most of her shoes are heels. Mother says a girl in heels fluctuate the legs. Her hair is in the braid as it makes her face pop out more, it represents also the strict beauty guidelines she follows due to her mother's influence so her hair will always be up and tight until later on she starts wearing it loser to present how confident she is in her skin. Her hair leans towards a black blue color it's has a blue shine if you see it in the sun which has a slight color reference to her D1 hair mixed with D3. As a result her Auradon fashion can be formed with ease as it's a easier transition since she dresses like that before going to Auradon so her outfits would be very reflective of what's popular in Auradon without the prep, so she would wear dresses but they would be in darker colors and have a few spikes. Of if she was wearing a skirt it would be a synthetic leather. Her fashion is edgy prep until later in the series where it's still edgy but has a color tune up a bit. Her outfits will very much reflecting of fitting in Auradon as much as possible and try to appeal to the male gaze in Auradon as she would try to look more modest and muted compared to everyone in the group until later on she's comfortable of being herself as she dresses more for herself and wears what's fashionable and what makes her comfortable than what her mother thinks. Her outfit choices reflects more of her needing to be approved by others which makes her have a wavering confidence in what she wears forming into her wearing clothes she would never be caught dead wearing but has to so she gets her mother's and other's approval until she realizes that she lives for her not anyone else.

JAY

This dude knows he's a little shit. So he dresses like one. His is simple and it reflects that he needs to have places to store a box cutter and a cheap necklace. He's all about practicality. He hates and I mean HATES anything that prevents him from moving in absolute precision. There is no leather on him besides his pants which are similar to Mal's with the leather accents. Now his hair is long and just up until later he wears is down often and is just styled. So his Auradon outfits will reflect Mal in some form, it's different because it leans towards athlesiure, jock, and skater in many different ways until later he leans towards athlesiure and jock with a sprinkle of skeeter fashion with brighter colors and more simplicity so not a lot of patterns or graphics. His earlier outfits will always be outshined by Mal. No matter how similar it can be it will always be outshined by Mal. His outfit choices shows how he just goes along with Mal because that's who he knew the longest next to the fact that he doesn't crave the same need for power and leadership as Mal does he just in it for the loot and his mindset isn't about teamwork it's just what works for enough for him to get his share until he notices that he gets and works enough to get his share but...he isn't noticed that also made sure everyone get theirs, just somewhat ran over just because everyone assumes he doesn't care when he does or take it for themselves so they get brighter and become separate and drastically different from Mal making him shine.

CARLOS

His outfits are practical yet fashionable like Evie's but simple. He wears anything that makes him blend in blend in. He blends in so hard that Evie stands out more than him. His clothes are very two sided like his mom's hair but he only literally have one outfit since being on the Isle and what was in his bag of stuff when he went to Auradon was like a few inventions and games and some pictures and his oversized jacket and finally getting new clothes given by Evie and some new friends he makes as seen worn here because he doesn't really go out. His hair remains the same and just gradually gets longer and he can place it in a ponytail. Which if posted on his friend's stories just looks like a maltese ponytail. His Auradon outfits are simple and blends in more better in Auradon than Evie's. He mostly wear button up shirts with some pants or sweater. He just is scared and a lot of his clothes represent security in the beginning so some of clothes would be bagger than others until later he becomes more secure and wears clothes that reflects his newfound happiness and security which is more fashionable and what's popular with Auradonian boys while being himself. As with such with the two-sided clothing from before it also presents what his personality is like really in real life, and his oversized jacket is washed its a pure white jacket. He's witty and comical and iconic while also being anxious and terrified. So his outfit choices reflects him coming out of his shell show what more of him meets the eye making him be the iconic king he is.

I hope that this analysis makes sense 😭 please let me know if it doesn't! Also i would like to hear some suggestions because ironically fashion is also not my strong suit and I'm worried that I made them too ooc but know disney i probably wasn't far off smh-

[littlewalken]

Jun 11

Britches won't be getting the Halloween calico it seems, she doesn't like it and a test garment in a style I wanted to use didn't suit her. I'll finish a couple of reversible dresses I cut out, one with unicorns and one sort of longer magic girl robe like, but that could be it for some time for her. She's also meh with the name Sakura but doesn't mind the nickname of Britches so that can stay for now.

But that really hits home about actively choosing to buy a custom doll or Dollfie or Asian Ball Joint or whatever you want to call it. Until Britches (Mini Dollfie Dream found at a thrift store kid you not) the dolls I had the least amount of choice in were Peya and Eve Studio Guy.

But even then I knew I wanted tiny fairy like ball joints, she turned up in the marketplace and he, like Britches, was with someone who had no real idea what they had.

What I mean in the least amount of choice is not picking the face mold, if there is an option, eye color, wig, and skin tone. He's blank and her seller said she needed a new face-up, she just needed someone who gets her goth chick vibe because I haven't touched her.

He'll get something eventually but I wanted to make sure the DIY hooks for his stringing would hold, life happened, moving happened. They were the two I took with me to the Mystery Flesh Pit because they could fit in my purse. They must like me a lot because they fought their way back to me when Jr Greedy Cousin decided she wanted my suitcases because they were leopard print. ~takes a Repressitall~

If I am hesitant to share my toys and definitely won't let you take them out of my sight it's because I come from a background of people stealing my stuff, or making attempts to do so, and I'm still not over black Darcie disappearing from the first time I was in Humid Bug Town 40 years ago then when we came back other cousins stole half my toys and played with them right in front of me.

~the Repressitall kicks in~

You can play with the Power Team Elite soldiers, please be careful with Mini Cooper.

Yeah, a lot of the 12" Power Team Elite/Click N Play guys don't look a little like someone, they look A LOT like someone. Maybe you just have to repaint the eyes. Haven't had a recent one but they've been a good company for quality toys.

On the sewing side of Iife I discovered I have bias tape in my sewing box. (one of those decorate yourself big brown paper treasure chests I covered with print outs of vintage sewing advertisements) And I have big 22 inch square cotton handkerchiefs. And I have Inktense pencils (don't make me embroider ATM but I can do it). And I have half the notion to make myself an 18th century pocket.

I don't know where or how I'd tie the pocket to myself, my style of dress doesn't include hanging things from my waist, but should my mobility reach needing to use a walker, we have one from a junk run, it could be useful. Also considering putting the pocket on my cane somehow.

But the biggest pocket issue for me is how would I want to decorate it? I want that general 18th century pocket look, made out of muslin or flax looking goods, but I'm not into flowers or flaming dumpsters (have charms) that much.

[nagdabbit]

here, have a 960 word snippy of chappy 15 of a song that will dig into my bones wherein bryan doesn't check the weather and mox is a lucky fucker

Bryan looked like a drowned cat.

Jon tried, he really did. Pursed his lips, clenched his jaw, bit his cheek until he tasted a little blood. He tried so hard to keep it in. 

"Oh, fuck you." Bryan growled, beginning to pull his soaked things from his pockets. "My phone is ruined and I'm freezing and I'm probably going to get sick, and you're laughing at me."

Jon tried to will his laughter down to keep from getting swatted when he shuffled closer. "Babe, m'sorry, but—"

"No you're not," he grumbled, petulantly, voice made a little unsteady by his shivering. He glowered up at Jon from beneath his dripping hair, "If you were sorry there'd be no but."

"Alright, sweetheart, I'm sorry you didn’t look at the weather and got caught in the rain," he amended, biting down on his grin—as much as he was able, in any case. "M'not sorry for laughing, though. You look like some angry, feral kitten."

Bryan's glare would have killed a lesser man. "You're lucky my phone is fucked and I can't call a car."

"We'll get you a new one in the morning," he promised, choosing not to comment on the fact that his phone would've been fine if he'd just listened and stayed with Jon instead of wasting money on a hotel. Or if, at the very least, he’d got an Uber instead of walking, like a dumbass.

"I don't want a new one."

"Tough tits, babe. A bag of rice ain't gonna fix that." He smirked and opened his arms, waving Bryan forward, "C'mon, bring it in. Lemme warm you up."

They stood like that for a long moment, neither of them moving. Just a silent standoff between Bryan's bedraggled ire and Jon's open, inviting arms. 

It was Bryan's lip that twitched, the first to break their standoff. He sighed heavily, like he thought that would cover up his small smile, and shoved Jon back a little. "No, no. Lemme get a little dry first."

"Fine, put your stuff in the washer, I'll get you something warm," he promised and backed away, hands raised in surrender. He waggled his eyebrows a little, “If you ask nice, I’ll even help ya get dressed.”

Bryan cocked back an arm, threateningly, ready to launch a wet sock at Jon's face. "Don't even try to be cute with me, right now. You laughed at me."

"You decided to pick a fight with Eddie," Jon shot back, and turned away and wandered further into the apartment. "Call it payback."

There was a moment of silence. Then a quiet huff of a laugh from Bryan, followed by the wet slap of a sock between Jon's shoulder blades. 

He laughed his way into the bedroom.

They had only had a few days together, really, but a surprising number of Bryan's clothes had ended up in Jon's dresser by the time the man had to leave. Soft t-shirts and raggedy sweats, mostly. Ones so well-worn that Bryan's scent, all hardwood and spice, wouldn't even fade in the wash. Ones Jon had taken to stealing to sleep in most of the lonely nights between Bryan's visits. 

Jon had amassed plenty enough of Bryan's own clothes to keep the man dry and warm. But, just because he could now, he grabbed the largest hoodie he owned, something that was already loose and baggy on himself. The sweats would bunch up around Bryan's ankles, and the hoodie would hang halfway down to Bryan's knees, and he wouldn't hate it half as much as he'd say.

True to form, Bryan took one look at the sleeves dangling off his hands and turned his unimpressed expression on Jon. His lips were twitching toward something like a smile, though. "Are you serious?"

"I just want you to be warm," he said, giving the man as innocent a look as he could manage. It didn't work, of course it didn't, but it made Bryan laugh a little. Made his shoulders loosen just a little bit further, despite the tired chill weighing on him.

He tried to look stern, but his lips twitched upward again. Not much, just a little. Just enough. "You're lucky you're cute."

He grinned and backed Bryan toward the living room, "Yeah, m'pretty lucky."

And he really was, he was sure of it. Even if Bryan was a prickly dickhead. Even if he liked to pick fights with Eddie, liked to needle and tease. Even if he refused to laugh at Jon's jokes just because he liked to pretend he didn't have a sense of humor. Even if he tried to sneak garlic into the dinners they shared. Even when he snuck bags of vegetables into Jon's freezer. 

He moved things in the apartment, too. Mixed up piles of books, ones Jon had set aside in specific order. He dog-eared pages, misplaced bookmarks in the wrong chapters, sometimes just left books folded open on the tabletop. And that was just the living room; if Bryan was a menace anywhere, it was the goddamn kitchen. Jon didn't even know what drawer his silverware was in anymore, the asshole had put it away and refused to tell him where.

Bryan was a smug prick, a bit of an asshole, and an all around shit-stirrer. But, yeah, Jon thought he was pretty fucking lucky.

"Stop looking at me like that, I'm still mad at you," Bryan murmured, blindly letting Jon lead him backward toward the couch.

"Like what?" 

"Like you're about to undress me," he murmured, looking for all the world like he wouldn't mind one bit. "Ruin all your hard work."

"Well, I haven't worked that hard." He smirked and gave one final shove. Bryan dropped onto the couch with a pleased little noise, right where Jon wanted him. "Not yet, anyway."