#types of maxi dress

[pavkal]

How to Style Maxi Dress – Amazing Outfit ideas to Wear a Maxi Dress

This season, maxi dresses are popular for all the right reasons. They are among the most adaptable Outfit pieces you can have in your wardrobe and are cozy, stylish, flattering, and comfy. Whatever your body shape, you will undoubtedly find a maxi dress that accentuate your height and enhance your physique. You can layer up a maxi dress for both the spring-summer and the fall-winter seasons thanks to their simplicity in styling.  A long maxi dress is an essential piece of clothing because it can be dressed up or down with different accessories and statement pieces that you already own for gorgeous outfits.

Types of maxi dress Not only can a stylish maxi dress in a calming color and current print be worn for a relaxed day out, but it also looks fantastic in a formal setting. But with so many different styles of maxi dresses out there, be sure to choose one that best suits your features. To enhance your this season's glam factor and flatter your body shape, we've included a variety of maxi dresses below:\

Long Maxi dress

For long-legged beauties who want to accentuate their tall stature and look stylish, a breezy, long maxi dress that stops at or just below the ankles is the ideal choice. Curvy women who want to tone down their looks and cover their bulges will also look great in this style. Put a sleek, contrast belt around them at the waist to draw attention to your waist and instantly get a fit-and-flare look.

Short Maxi dress

For tiny and short females, a short maxi dress is ideal; it typically ends a few inches above your ankles or a few inches below your knees. They will appear taller and have an illusion of height thanks to this look. Wedge or stiletto heels can be worn with a short maxi dress to improve your appearance and make your legs appear longer.

Printed Maxi dress

Maxi dresses come in a variety of patterns, including floral, animal, chevron, and graphic prints. They are therefore a flexible choice to add to your outfit. Choose vibrant prints like medium-sized flowers, horizontal prints, or color-blocked patterns if you are on the slimmer side. Choose smaller prints and textured patterns if you are curvy to appear leaner.  Brightly colored, long, vertical prints lengthen and tone down the appearance of all body types.

[kraniumet]

"cultural analysis" youtubers read something that isn't a medium/vouge/vox op-ed as research challange

[floorpancakes]

thinking abt....🛍️

[midnights-wish]

i think i've said this once before already, but i'm saddened by the fact that those maxi jeans skirt only look good when you're very tall (at least imo).

[infifashion-loopify]

Types of Maxi Dresses & How to Style Maxi Dresses!

Maxi dresses are a rage this season for all the right reasons. They are comfortable, chic, flattering and one of the most versatile Outfit pieces that you can have in your closet. No matter what body type you are, you will definitely find a maxi dress to flatter your figure and complement your height. With their ease of styling, you can layer up a maxi dress to work well for both spring-summer and fall-winter seasons.  A long maxi dress is a wardrobe staple as it can be dressed up or down with various Accessories and statement pieces that you already have in your closet for stunning looks.

Maxi Dress Types for Various Body Types

Not only can a stylish maxi dress in a calming colour and current print be worn for a relaxed day out, but it also looks fantastic in a formal setting. But with so many different styles of maxi dresses out there, be sure to choose one that best suits your features. To enhance your this season's glam factor and flatter your body shape, we've included a types of maxi dresses below:

Long Maxi Dress

Solid-coloured 

Maxi Dress

Long-sleeve 

Maxi Dress

Sleeveless Maxi Dress

Short Maxi Dress

Printed Maxi Dress

5 Maxi Dresses Outfit Ideas

Once you've chosen a maxi dress that flatters your body shape the most, you may be considering various methods to incorporate the outfit into your style to keep up with the latest trends. Here are five different ways to Dress a maxi dress for a flawless seductive appearance whether it's day or night.

Bohemian Look

Glamorous Look

Sultry Look

Date Look

Party Look

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MY FIRST RECOLORABLE CONVERSION! RIMINGS NEW GIFT BOX 19 Glossy Maxi Dress CONVERSION

so i finlly gave it a try and did a conversion with a recolor (two slots one for the chest strings and the other for the rest of the dress

also shine ON THE DRESS is CUSTOM AND PUT IN BY ME!

POLY: 20K

Age: young-adult and adult

credit: rimings

recolorable: yes! (3 variants and 1 non recolorable)

CUSTOM THUMBNAIL: ON

before you download: if you will try to make your sims body fat with this dress pls dont i tried to make it for all body types but the glitching in tsrw was insane even tho i did everything i should have from the tutorial so the only body thing that you can adjust are boobs in cas :)

here is how it will look if you try t o make your sims body big and wide:

known issue: armpit clipping on one side

if you still want to download here it is!

DOWNLOAD

[redr0sewrites]

Hazbin Hotel Characters with a Goth S/o

this is basically how some of ththe hazbin characters would support their goth s/o- as a goth person this is literally so self-indulgent lmao

🥀Pairing(s): lucifer x reader, velvette x reader, adam x reader, alastor x reader

🥀 Cw: fluff!

Lucifer

lucifer is a little confused and intimidated about your style at first, he definitely asks a lot of questions

VERY supportive once u explain it, hes very much the "okay dear" type

honestly i think he would find it super attractive, the way u express yourself is just so admirable to him

i feel like lucifer is very fidgety and is always losing focus, and one tjing that i do is that im ALWAYS fidgeting with thr chains and accessories on my outfits so like imagine him just standing super close to you and gently rearranging your chains and necklaces for you...

he would let you teach him how to do makeup and eyeliner and would definitely let you practice styles on him!

lucifer would also help you get ready too, always willing to offer some positive feedback or help with makeup and hair

i also think lucifer adores it when you give him music recommendations, and would get super into a lot of the bands that you like

i personally hc him as a siouxsie and the banshees fan bc i just feel like the elegant vibes fit him very well, but i also think he'd like strawberry switchblade too and just goth stuff like that

overall very supportive and super sweet and silly when it comes to your fashion

Velvette

gosh she needs more love

you both are fashion ICONS okay like even before you both become official she is blown away by your style and authenticity

she def designs special fashion items just for you, she makes a whole line of clothes based off of u and ur aesthetic

velvette LOVES matching with you and loves incorporating both of your individual styles into your matching outfits, whether youre more mallgoth or romantic goth or trad goth or anything in between, she is totally inspired by you and your fits and will always want to inspire you in return

def buys you things she seed and thinks you'd like or look good in, regardless of price. her gifts range from thrifted maxi dresses abd fishnets to priceless jewelry and makeup LIKEEEEE omg

velvette LOVES when u wear something she bought for u or designed for u as well

yall are always late for social events bc u HAVE to be the best dressed couple there i swear

also if u wear chunky boots or platforms and ur taller than her???? expect her to pull you down for kisses bc URGH seeing you sm taller than her does something to her

guys i have a type help

Adam

adam thinks your hot af if you're goth

hes the type to make big tiddy goth gf jokes im sorry💀

in all seriousness tho he would LOVE a goth s/o

adam def likes alternative/rock music and he would think it's awesome if you introduced him to some goth bands

he would LOVE the scary bitches, death grips, and also sisters of mercy too

i def think goth people would be much more rare in heaven than in hell, and he would get SO defensive on your behalf if anyone said anything about you or your fashion

honestly hes your number one fan and LOVES giving his input on your fits

honestly your closet doubles when you date him, adam loves seeing you wear his rings and punk jewelry and i def think he has a lot of old band shirts and stuff for his band, so he would love seeing you wear his oversized shirts

if u have piercings WOOWHEE bc adam asks SO MANY QUESTIONS

he thinks theyre so hot ngl, and i def think he has a few piercings and will buy u both matching jewelry

adam would learn to play songs you like on the guitar for you as well

i dont think hed be super keen on letting you put makeup on him but he'd fold after a little persuasion

i honestly think he'd like eyeliner and how he looks wearing it but doesn't want to admit it bc he doesn't want to seem too feminine (but u know ofc)

Alastor

before even meeting you he was fascinated by your style and boldness

alastor loves people who are unique, and someone who chooses to stand out so much definitely catches his eye

he'd find you very aesthetically appealing and would often find himself wanting to be around you more and learn more about you, your style, and goth culture in general

over this time period is probably when he started to develop feelings for you

alastor would def like the romantic/vampire goth look, that whole genre in general is just very elegant and classy while also nonconformist, which definitely speaks to him

when it comes to music alastor would probably be a little skeptical at first, especially when it comes to new technology, however if you (like me) have a record player and vinyl, i def think he would like listening to some of your fav goth bands on that

i dont really know why but i gen think he'd be a fan of the cure, sure its pretty basic but the vibe of some of the songs can be upbeat and kinda jazzy, and they just have that "old timey" vibe i think alastor would appreciate

alastor is fascinated with the process in which you get ready, and enjoys just sitting and watching in peaceful silence as uou do your makeup and pick out your outfit

if you (like most goths) are into creepy and unusual decor, he would LOVE to help you decorate your room

alastor has the strangest taste in interior design and loves sharing his unhinged ideas with you

overall alastor loves people with a lot of individuality and would definitely find a goth partner appealing because of that !!

THIS IS GETTING SO LONG HELP IM PROB GONNA MAKE A PT2 W MORE CHARACTERS HEHE- THIS WAS MY FIRST TIME WRITING FOR ALASTOR AND VELVETTE I HOPE I DID THEM JUSTICE!!! WE NEED MORE LOVE FOR VELVETTE SHES SOOOOO AJSJDJD- anywaysssss hope yall enjoyed!!! feel free to req more, esp if u want a pt2 to this >:D

[softtdaisy]

🌲 a found family l max verstappen

summary. you and max can't spend Christmas together but a trip to his dad and the love he has for you make him realize that he deserves better. a better life. a better love. a better family.

words count. 2,596

a/n. and this is the last piece for this Christmas series. Thanks to all of you for sticking me through December. and a massive thanks to my favorite person @monzabee for encouraging me and for giving me this beautiful idea to end the series 🫶

a very angsty Christmas l masterlist

You looked absolutely gorgeous, wearing a dress Max had bought you this year during one of your holidays. One of the many gifts he did to you this year, because if there were one thing that could describe your boyfriend it would be his generiosity. That man could buy you the world if you wanted it. 

And that was maybe what was making him the saddest tonight.

He could see you wearing it and neither could he offer you his gift. 

Because you were not spending Christmas’ eve together. But in each other’s family.

“You know this look is a great excuse to skip the diner at my dad’s?” Max asked which made you laughed. He was still sit on your bed, his shirt barely closed and his hair absolutely not styled. He was the closest to his place, compared to you who had to drive for almost two hours. 

He watched you as you walked to your phone, that you had put on your wardrobe to show your whole look. “You’re such a flirt, Maxie.” you kept laughing, specially when he started making his poutty face that you absolutely love. You always found it funny how most people saw him as this arrogant guy when he was such a sweetheart. 

“Ain’t I allowed to flirt with my girl?” 

“You are. It’s a shame you won’t enjoy the result of this flirt tonight.” 

This hasn’t been an easy decision for either of you. It’s was only your first christmas together since you started dating on january. And you really wish you could have spend the evening together. But you learn one thing through this past year: never go against Jos Verstappen’s plan. 

From the first race you attended, you got the feeling Jos didn’t really appreciate you. You tried to talk about it with Max without making a whole drama out of it but he didn’t really react. Or say anything, actually.

Not that Max didn’t care. It was even far from it. He just didn’t know what to do. He never talked about his personnal life with his dad and it wouldn’t be a first now. Specially not with these type of question. Max always assumed that his father only care about his racing career. It couldn’t be that bad if he wasn’t interested in his son’s couple. Right?

“I have to go” you told Max, who was lost on his thoughts. He enjoyed for the last few seconds to sight of you before you had to hung up. “Call me if you need, alright?” 

“Even if I don’t need it.” he laughed before letting you go.

Every time he had to say goodbye to you, on the phone or because you couldn’t follow him for the next race, Max felt a little hole in his heart. He never thought one day he’ll met someone that could complete him like you did. 

That’s all he thought about until he arrived at his dad’s place. All the thing he wanted to do with you before the new season starts, where he would take you during the holiday, which races you could be there and what places he wanted to show you during these weekend. More than just happiness for your couple, Max realised how important you were for his anxiety. Before he met you, most of the time he had to drive to see his father, he was anticipated all the bad things that could happen. The critics, the disapproval, the yelling if they really did disagree on something. And the worst part was that, in the end, he was just living the nightmare before it happened.

And maybe it was the fact he didn’t think about all these things before arriving, but Max felt good when he arrived.

“Uncle Maxie!” And being around his nephew was definitely a good help.

For many years, Max never consider having children. The anxiety he developped because of his own childhood was a perfect argument to avoid trying. How could he give a child what he needs if he doesn’t know himself what a kid should have? He knew what he shouldn’t do, that’s all.

But these past weeks, from seeing his nephews and calling them, he realized that maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea.

And maybe, you weren’t for nothing in this change of mind.

“You’re shinny, uncle Maxie.” 

“Shinny?” he laughed, still playing with the little cars that represent all the Formula one drivers.

“Yep. You’re happy.” 

Max didn’t know what to answer to that. But then he felt two hands on his shoulders and a kiss from Victoria on his hair. “He’s right.” He turned around to look at her. He guessed that the look she had was just another proof that indeed, he was lookier happier. “It’s for the toast, come.”

It was some kind of tradition. Everyone had to say what they were grateful for at the end of this year. Kids, health, career… each other always revolved around these subjects. Max was not going to break the circle. Not today.

“Well I’m grateful for the amazing year I spend. Winning the championship again was more than I could expect at the beginning of the season. So yeah I’m grateful for the team, for the work we did to win the races and create such amazing memories all together.” 

Max stopped for a few seconds, thinking about what he could be grateful for. There was one thing, obviously.

If he met his father’s eyes, he wouldn’t have continued. But he didn’t. He looked at Victoria and her massive smile. 

“And I’m grateful for my girlfriend. I couldn’t have go through this crazy year without her. She’s my rock, she’s my best friend, she’s without a doubt my soulmate and I’m glad I could finally found the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.”

Max heard all the lovely and loudly sound from his family. And before he could notice her, Victoria was already in his arms, telling him how proud she was that he finally found the happiness he deserved.

Again, he could have focus on the good thing, all the congratulations and excitement about this new family member that they all couldn’t wait to meet. But this time, Max did saw Jos look on him. One that he sadly knew by heart: disappointment. 

At first, Max decided to ignore the situation and spend most of the evening playing with his nephews, pretending to be a car himself to drive them around the house. But he couldn’t escape the heavy atmosphere forever.

Max saw that Jos was sitting by himself in the living room, with a whisky in his hand. He hesitated, did he really wanted to break all the good vibes for a talk for his dad? And then again, he was too nice to avoid him. No matter if he knew he would end this conversation with some broken feelings, Max couldn’t escape it. Because if there was one thing he was sure about, it was that he never wanted to become like his father. A man that would rather ignore the people he love for the sake of disappointment. Silence was never the solution.

“So, how do we feel about new season?” Max asked, sitting next to him. If there was one subject they couldn’t really argue about was his career. Or at least, even if there was some disagreement, it wouldn’t end up badly.

“You have to leave her.” It was simple. Five words. Said with a hard tone. Like an order. “You’re already losing your man over that…stupid girl. You can’t let yourself fail for a woman, Max.”

Maybe he should have gone with the swerve, in the end. “What do you mean? I’ve been with her for a year and I still won.” He could have, maybe, understand if the season was a pure fail. But it wasn’t. The car was amazing and he won almost every races. There was not single doubt that not only you weren’t a burden but you were a motivation for him. It didn’t make sense. But still, Max knew where all of this came from. Because he knew his father.

“A woman is always a burden in a career.” 

“This is why you got married thrice?” It left his mouth without Max had time to notice it. Truth is, he got tired as he grow older of the need to think about his words. What could he say what he mean to his dad? Why should he still be afraid? “Trust me, you terrible at giving relationship advices.” 

“You should watch your mouth.” Jos replied, taking a stew towards his son. For many years, Max used to step back to avoid the confrontation. Not anymore.

Instead, he took at step towards too. “You should watch yours. I won that fucking championiship, again. And you can’t even congratulate me? All you think about is the woman that want to spend her life with me? Not you, me.”

He noticed the change, again, in Jos look. It was getting darker and darker, like his anger was taking over himself and he was close to not be able to contain himself. Usually, Max was scared of the moment he would explode. There was just one change in his mind. You.

Max could accept any criticism about his career or life choices, he didn’t care. It was his life. Sometimes he might be wrong and he could deal with his dad saying that he warned him. He was still young and could deal with some mistakes.

But there was one thing he could never let Jos critcize or give his opinion on it: you.

“I won’t let you ruin your career for some stupid woman.” Jos got the time to grab his wrist. Max hated feeling like a child, all over again. Looking for his dad approval. 

Expect that this time, he didn’t want it. “Fine. It’s my career. I don’t need your opinion.” he managed to free himself and was already leaving the room. He couldn’t continue this without letting it become some shit show. No matter the situation, his family didn’t deserve it. Specially not on Christmas eve. 

“If you don’t leave her, then i’m not supporting you anymore.” 

Max stopped in the middle of the room. He heard the sound of a glass falling in the kitchen sink. He heard the sudden silence in the children’s playroom. This was the results of year of fighting for Jos seeing him as an equal, as a real driver and not a child who wants to grow older and be consider an adult. This was the results of feeling like his dad loved him.

Max was hurt. But he couldn’t fight anymore. “Fine.” he didn’t turn around, didn’t want to look at his father. It wasn’t the idea of seeing him. It was the idea of Jos seeing how bad he broke him, again. “I’ll do better without you.” 

The silence was still everywhere when Max walked to his sister to kiss her and said goodbye to his nephew. It was for the better, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to fight if they asked him to stay. But Victoria knew his brother, and what he deserves was to be in a place where he felt loved. 

And there was one where he knew he would never be ignored and rejected.

When you opened the door, you imagined different scenarios. But never one where you would see Max on your doorstep. “Baby?” you asked with confusion, almost like you were sure he was real.

“I’m sorry, I should have called, I know i wasn’t invited but…” he didn’t need to continue. Because you recognized the look in his eyes. One you sadly saw before. When he argued with his dad on the circuit and you couldn’t do anything than holding him in your arms. Telling me it would get better. That he wasn’t alone.

That was the only truth Max needed. He was far from being alone.

So you offered your hand to him. “Come in baby.” you noticed the little hesitation in his look, on that sadden you. It wasn’t that Max didn’t want to come in. It was a pur fear of opening his heart to you and losing you after. It didn’t last long, because he knew deep down that you were here to stay. But you were scared that this was a kind of thought that would never leave his mind.

You gave him a small and simple kiss on the lips, a kind of silent promise that you were supporting him. It wasn’t much, but it was more than Max even asked for. He was so not used of being understood and loved, this simple attention was enough to light up his heart again.

“Sweetie, who’s th… Oh Max! What a lovely surprise!” 

You were interrupted by your dad who almost push you away to take Max in his arms. You weren’t surprised. First, because your dad was a very lovely and tactile person who couldn’t resist this type of greeting. Second, because he appreciated Max so much, he was probably the one praying every day for a wedding. Third, because he had been asking you all night why you didn’t bring him. 

But Max, on the contrary, was more than surprised by that. Was he really that happy to see him? “Come in, you’re getting cold. Did you eat? We have…” you didn’t even hear the rest of the sentence that your dad had already pulled Max to the living room. Your boyfriend just had the time to turn around and give you a curious look. To which you replied with a smile. It felt right to see him being appreciated and treated like he should.

All your family spend the night talking to him, asking questions and making him feel like he was home. That was the truth, actually: this place was also a home for him. It was yours. And your family already considered him as a part of it. There was no reason for Max to not be a full member. 

It wasn’t until you got to bed, in your bedroom, that he let his mind speak. You were laying on his chest while he was looking at the ceiling and caressing your hair. It was relaxing for both of you to stay in silence after the crazy night you had. 

“I’ve felt much more at home here in a few hours than in all my life with my dad.” Max said slowly, in a whisper.

You turned your head just enough to look at him while he was still focused on his thoughts. You were making a whole speech in your head to make him feel better. You had no idea how he felt about this. This must be such a strange situation to feel more loved by your family-in-law than your own. 

But then he put a kiss on your hair and started to smile. “Thank you.” he whispered, like he was scared to be heard by anyone else. “For finding me and for loving me.”

You could feel your heart melt at this confession. “Thank you for opening your heart to me.” you replied. 

And you stayed like that for a good minute before you made a debrief of the whole evening here. When you both fell asleep, you realised you had the greatest gift you could ever dream of. Happiness in the arms of your loved one.

[loveluvrs]

not enough l max verstappen x reader

request/summary – Hi! Can I request for an angsty Max Verstappen x Reader where she is just a normal girl y’know not the “supermodel” type like the other WAGs and she also leads a normal life with a normal job, thus why she got so much hate from the media and the fangirls. Never quite fit in with the other WAGs either. At some point it’s all getting too much and she decided to break up with Max because she truly believes that she’s not meant for this life but then she saw Max stands up for her during a press conference?? I had this scenario in mind while listening to Gold Rush by Taylor Swift, if that also helps! Thank you <3

author's notes – HELLO??/ LANDO WIN??? IM SO PROUD OF HIM! do expect another fic coming out this weekend around lando's win. it will be self indulgent about reader missing the race 🤕 keep an eye out but enjoy this in the meantime and keep sending in requests!!

Max and I sat in our hotel room the night before the race weekend started. I was sat on the floor as I tried to help Max with unpacking his suitcase. I had, by some miracle, convinced my lovely (but not exactly fashionable) boyfriend to wear some non-Red Bull clothes for once to the paddock. He reluctantly agreed, since he knew I barely come to races with him due to my tight schedule, and this was the least he could do for me. 

“Okay, idea. How about, you wear the Miami GP button up…and then the black jeans I bought with you, the baggy ones, and then your usual shoes? Not too much out of your comfort zone, I hope?” I ask with excitement as I look back up towards him. 

“And what if I don’t like it?” He asks, clearly unsure of the whole idea. I nod understandingly. “Well, I mean, of course you don’t have to, Maxie. But I just thought it’d be fun. But you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” I say softly as I try and search his face for any signs for the reason to his reluctance. 

I watched as his head dropped down to his lap. “And what if I look stupid in it?” He asks quietly. I immediately felt my heart melt. “Baby, why ever would you think that? You’ll look great in it, promise. But it’s okay if you don’t want to, we can try again some other time, okay?” I say softly as I interlock our hands to comfort him. He nodded. 

——

When we got to the paddock, I felt a little out of place, knowing all the other WAGs would be there. Max notices me fidgeting nervously with my fingers, and he brings my hand to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on it before intertwining our fingers. During all the practice sessions, quali, and the race, I felt awfully like an outsider. All the other girls were supermodels, and very conventionally attractive. I felt like the stand out amongst them, and not in a good way. They all talked with each other earnestly about the newest dress shop they just found, and while they had no malicious intentions of leaving me out, it just didn’t work with my humor and their tastes. 

With a sigh, I go roam the paddock. Max finds me afterwards, a little confused. “Hey schatje, I thought you were with the other girlfriends?” He asks softly as his arm slings around my shoulders to bring me with him as he walks to the garage. I try and brush off the left out feeling I had from earlier and just shrug. “I was just getting a little bored, nothing much,” I say as I shoot him a quick smile. “You sure?” He asks with raised brows as he looks at me knowingly. I nod with a hum, giving him a kiss before I send him off to his meetings. 

After the race, Max flies to Monaco for the next race, and I fly back to the UK to my place as I didn’t have any more days off. I open my phone a few days after, scrolling on twitter as usual. I felt my heart sink a little as I see a tweet with all of the WAGs being spotted hanging out. I felt my stomach churn at the way their skin glowed, and their clothes hung off their figures so delicately yet so effortlessly. It was stupid to feel jealous of them, I knew it was. But it was also stupid of me to think I could ever have been a part of the same category they were. And unfortunately, the replies to the tweet all agreed. 

maxfan93739 – I wonder why max’s girl isn’t there? 

georgeschassis – why would she be there? she’s not even a model?

dutchlion – I don’t even think she’s talked to them before

landosbandage – yeah she’s not like the other gfs, she usually keeps to herself

I turned off my phone, unable to think straight. Max called me that night to let me know that he got his schedule cleared by some miracle and was gonna fly out to be with me in the morning, but I had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. I hadn’t ate the whole day, staying in my bed under the covers, burying myself from everything and everyone until my eyes closed from fatigue. 

I woke up the familiar sound of Max playing with my cat in the morning, a few laughs from him. I felt like I was going to throw up, so dizzy that I didn’t even question the fact that Max was at my place so suddenly. I opened up my phone to the usual tweets, and I couldn’t stop myself from searching up my name, seeing what people were saying about me. 

she’s so much fatter and shorter than the other gfs, don’t know why max is with her….. 

annoying people attract annoying people ig……. 

Max is a three time world champion, he shouldn’t be with an ugly girl whose using him for his money and fame……

we’ve never even seen her support him in public, she plays it off as being introverted and shy as if we don’t know what she’s doing. 

I slam my phone face down as I hear Max’s voice. “Schat? Hey, I didn’t know you were awake. I called you last night to tell you I was gonna fly in last minute, but I think you already fell asleep, right?” Max asks with no suspicion of what I was just doing. I nodded. “You want some breakfast, love? I ordered in some waffles from that place you love?” He asks excitedly. 

I stay silent for a moment, thinking of the tweets. “Uh, you know what? I think I’ll skip out on breakfast today,” I say with a nonchalant smile. His smile falters. “Baby, you need to have breakfast or else you’ll be hungry. It’s not healthy,” he says as his voice softens. “No no no, I know, Maxie. I just had a really heavy dinner last night. Like really heavy. If I need a snack before I’ll lunch I’ll take it, don’t worry,” I say to try and convince him. I hold my breath as he scans me, thinking about my answer, before finally nodding and accepting it. “You tell me if you need a snack, alright?” He says as he presses a kiss on my forehead. 

This kept going on for many days, me making excuses about my meals like me eating when he was working out, or having a snack earlier, or that I felt super full from the last meal. Finally, one morning Max confronts me. 

He walks up to me while I’m sitting on the couch, my cat in my lap as I’m petting it. “Schatje, we need to talk. I know exactly what you’re doing. You’ve barely been eating, my love, what’s going on?” He asks with concern lacing his voice as he sits down next to me. 

I stiffen slightly, my stomach knotting up as I think about what he’s referring to. “Why don’t you ask twitter?” I say coldly. I see him sigh immediately, pursing his lips. “You know twitter isn’t good to listen to. It’s all bullshit, love,” he says as he tries to reach his arm out to me. I pull away, letting my cat go as I stand up. 

“Max, this is exhausting. I cannot constantly feel like every part of me is ugly because of the other WAGs being so stupidly beautiful because they’re models. I cannot handle being in the spotlight and having every single mannerism of mine criticized, every fluctuation in weight pinpointed and spotlighted for the world to see. I can’t do….. this,” I say with a sigh. 

He takes a few minutes to process what I’ve just said. “You can’t do…. us? Is that what you’re saying?”

I gulp, my silence being enough of an answer for him. “Oh come on, you can’t be serious. You’re gorgeous, and I don’t care that other girlfriends are models. I only care about you. Please, we can make this work,” he pleads softly. 

I shake my head. “I’ve been trying, Max. I’ve been trying to make it work this whole time. It’s just not happening. It’s too much for me. I need time away from it all.”

“You’re doing this to yourself, it doesn’t have to be like this,” he mutters with a voice of frustration.

I felt my eyes roll in frustration. “You just don’t get it! I wish so badly the I could just, not care the way you do, but unfortunately I care very very much about what they all say! And don’t you fucking dare blame this on me!” I snapped at him unintentionally, hurt that he’s blaming me right now when I very clearly needed him right now.

“I’m not trying to blame you! But why don’t you believe me? That I’ll protect you from it all like I have been doing! You don’t need to break up with me for this, for fuck’s sake,” he mutters out, his voice slightly raising now. 

I felt myself hold back tears in the back of my throat, not used to the angry tone my boyfriend was using, as I flinched at his tone. I sniffled, trying to hold back the tears with a shaky breath.

He takes a few seconds before he sighs, unable to change my mind. He clenches his jaw, slamming the door to our bedroom. By morning, all his stuff, including him, were gone from my place. 

Soon enough, the fans noticed. Noticed that I was no longer liking and commenting under Max’s posts, that I was no longer interrupting his streams, that Max didn’t talk about me much anymore. 

 A media reporter came up to Max during the race weekend for an interview. At the end, he asked, “It looks like you and your partner are not talking anymore, no?”

Max brushed it off casually in the way he always does about private matters to the media. “Uh, well, every relationship has its ups and down, you know? But that is something I prefer to keep private.”

“Well, better to be rid of her,” the reporter says jokingly. Max’s eyes suddenly shifted into a more serious tone. “No? She’s amazing and gorgeous and kind and intelligent. So no, it’s my loss, really. And either way,  you have no right to talk about any woman like that,” he says firmly before walking off. 

[chamisss]

[chamis] sexy maxi dress

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[lotusstarr]

His Shoujo girl

Bakugou dating Shoujo aesthetic reader Hc’s

You never fail to take his breath away whenever you guys go out because of what you wear.

He loves it when you wear layered skirts, frilly skirts, long and maxi skirts and when you wear frilly, ribbon, flowy type tops.

However his favorite outfit is when you wear dresses over jeans, especially when you wear your Doc Martens or Mary Jane’s with them *chiefs kiss*

Obsessed with your makeup, he can’t just take his eyes off you.

Your eyes being glittery and sparkly, the peachy or pinky blush you wear, and your glossy plump lips just makes him go crazy and tries to act nonchalant (his brain already exploded)

He will definitely help you out with the aesthetic since it can be a little bit expensive, he’ll buy it for you no argue there.

You guys definitely read/watch shoujo together(his favorite is fruits basket)

Whenever you guys are out, you sometimes get stopped by random people completing on your outfit. Bakugou looks annoyed on the outside but on the inside he’s happy for you.

He just obsessed with the way you dress and the confidence you have when wearing the clothes that you love. Makes him fall ever deeper in love with you.

[goatskickin]

Sometimes, you have a wip in your WIP's since October

and then you release it the following October...

This is cute and versatile jean jacket was first borne out of a love for geldyh's tf to af conversion here.

I wanted the jean jacket. I wanted an alpha-editable turtleneck underneath it. I wanted a white t-shirt option. AND, I wanted a jacket-only option for bottom only dresses.

So! I did that!

All of the jackets come in olive (leather), black (leather), cranberry, purple and denim.

Each turtleneck version comes with 4 turtlenecks underneath!

Just the cranberry, olive and purple versions gif'd here though.

And because the turtleneck bit is alpha editable...

...a simple white tee version for all as well! And!

A 'shirtless' version for your bottom only dresses. If that's your thing.

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This is a *new* mesh! For AF only. I tried and tried and tried to make this for TF and EF but it's been months, and I've got to give up and just provide what I do have!

The 3 types are in separate folders, so you can toss what you don't like. I've got some creator resources in there as well!

Polycount: 1.4k

Available for Everyday, turtleneck version is also available for Outerwear too.

CREDITS: HystericalParoxysm at MTS for their Af Untuckable top, used as a seamless top reference, Flinn at TSR' for the shine on their tanktop used on the torso of the turtleneck, Ulker at TSR for the white shirt, EA/Maxis for everything else

Download - AF Yanira Jacket

[glowettee]

⊹♡the ultimate coquette girl's guide to organizing your closet⊹♡

hello lovelies! today i wanna help you transform your closet into a magical wonderland of perfectly arranged clothes and accessories. if you love coquette, this guide will literally be perfect for you. a perfect start for your coquette style/fashion inspo.

essential organization categories:

dresses (sorted by length and color)

blouses (organized by sleeve type)

skirts (mini to maxi)

accessories (bows, ribbons, hair clips)

shoes (mary janes first!)

color coordination rules:

pastels together (pink, mint, lavender)

whites and creams in their own section

darker colors at the back

prints and patterns grouped by theme

must-have storage items:

pearl-handled hangers

vintage hat boxes

clear acrylic organizers

ribbon-tied storage baskets

lace drawer liners

maintenance schedule: monday: dust and reorganize shoes wednesday: refresh sachets and reorganize accessories friday: rotate seasonal items sunday: plan outfits for the week

remember to make your closet aesthetic:

install fairy lights

add a vintage mirror

place dried flowers in corners

use matching hangers

display your favorite pieces

keeping your closet organized isn't just practical - it's a form of self-care! 🎀 hopefully this can help you with organizing your wardrobe, and give you inspo

[slvttfortoru]

You were over at Kiyoomis apartment after getting done with a long and tiring clinical. Coming out of the bathroom after rinsing off and changing into a sports bra and his sweats, spotting him on the couch laptop in his lap as he types away fast and with pure concentration.

You walk over to him sitting on the couch next to him resting your chin on his shoulder snooping in what he was typing away about. Seeing him emailing his volleyball coach asking about the time practice will be on Wednesday from start to end.

"whats going on, on Wednesday?" you ask, peering your eyes up at him through your lashes.

He stops typing before answering "don't worry about it.." he bluntly says, before going back to typing. okay..whats up.. .you thought, now suspecting him and not for good reasons either. You raise an eyebrow at him growing concern on why he wasn't telling you. You and him have never kept secrets. He knew everything about you down to the last detail, and the same goes for him with you.

"are you cheating on me?" you tease, peering up at him through your lashes. He just sighs not wanting to reveal the secret he had plan for you, he shakes his head no, not saying anything still typing away on his laptop. watching him closely every word and detail he types away, finally finishing the email off and sending it to the MSBY coach.

Growing more and more inpatient and concern your hand coming up and resting on his shoulder, "Cmon baby tell me!!" you whine, clinging to his shoulder looking into his bored black eyes. He sits his laptop aside on the armrest of the couch, his big strong hands lifting you up by your waist sitting you down on to his lap. His large hands gently rub up and down your sides, his eyes boring into yours looking at you with a small frown as you look at him with a pout.

"why can't you tell me? we never keep secrets from each other," you mutter out, your hands fiddling with the hem of his black shirt. His frown grows bigger he hates it, hates keeping this stupid secret from you, but he has to. you'd regret it if he told you...he just knows you to well.

Kiyoomi sighs loudly he throws his head back on to the top of the couch cushions. "I can't tell you, and no I'm not cheating..just be patient and you'll see on Wednesday...'kay?" he assured, trying to keep you from getting mad, and this whole thing becoming an augment which he didn't wanna deal with.

You just groan rolling your eyes, you trusted omi with your whole life, so you trusted his word deciding to dropping the whole convo. Already worn out from your long clinical. His hands coming up behind the small of your back gently rubbing up and down trying his back to comfort you.

The next morning you and omissions were in the kitchen you sitting up on the kitchen counter watching him make eggs as you ramble about the drama that's been going on recently at school knowing he's listening by his facial expression changing.

He sits the spatula down on a paper towel looking over at you. "Go get your nails done I'll pay." he suddenly interrupts, making you stop talking, not questioning anything you nod affirming that you will. He nods gesturing for you to continue with your rambles.

it was Wednesday the same as always you sitting on the cold kitchen counter next to the stove watching kiyoomi cook as you talk his ear off. As he listens with a small smile on his face. But today as you talk he wasn't listening his head is going 100mph thinking about what he's gonna say and how to keep you from questioning anything. And if you're gonna say no or yes..he's overthinking every little detail.

Now you and Kiyoomi were in his car driving to god knows where. He just told you to get dolled up and not question anything. You opted for a strapless floral maxi dress, it hugging your curves just right. doing a blow out to your hair, and putting on different golds and slivers of jewelry all throughout your body.

You and him finally arrive and a garden pinks, purples, greens, oranges, and yellows. Littered around the garden, parking the car and getting out kiyo coming to your side opening the door for you, taking your hand and leading you to the designated spot he and his team sat up.

Your curiosity is burning inside of you, you were nervous. Why couldn't of he just told you that you were going on a date?

Kiyoomi lead you to a little part of the garden surrounded by flowers of different colors and sizes. a small table in the center of the court yard with a bottle of wine and food. He pulls your chair out for you, sitting down he gently scoots it in. he sits down across from you his hands coming out grabbing yours. He's internally freaking out, but he pushes it down his thumb gently stroking the back of your hand.

Kiyoomi stares hard at your ring finger imaging the image of the big rock decorating it.

[leggerefiore]

kind of silly but what about villains showing up to work with a visible hickey from their s/o on their neck without realizing

I did something similar with lipstick previously for other characters but this should be fun

cw: hickies, embarrassment

characters: Cyrus, Archie, Maxie, Guzma

You locked your arms around your boyfriend. Catching him as he was getting ready for the day, you felt a sudden urge to get out a bit of tension with him. Lips soon found his neck as you began to suck at the tender vascular area. A groan left him. He allowed the actions to continue just long enough for a hickey to begin to form. Then, he managed to wring you away and remind you that he had to head out for a meeting today. Your eyes observed the obvious mark on his neck as he finished dressing himself and headed out the door.

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ There was little on Cyrus's mind as he slipped off his vest for a moment. He did not even notice how Saturn's expression grew more flustered. His mind was focused on the machine in front of him. He rolled up his sleeves to try loosening a piece that might have been too tight and impeding the function of it. Saturn was supposed to be monitoring a data output on a nearby monitor. Instead, the commander's eyes could not leave the further exposed skin of his boss's neck. A dark bruised sat there. His mind raced to a possible attack first before realising it was just the one. Which meant… Saturn swallowed.

☄️ When Cyrus had finished, he took a step back and wiped his brow. His attention finally went to Saturn, who seemed lost. He blinked. Eventually, the commander cleared his throat and tried to regain his bearings. Though, his eyes kept travelling back to the other man's neck. He worried about how others in Galactic might react to such a thing. “Er, Master Cyrus,” he began, “There is a mark on your neck. You may wish to keep your vest on when possible.” Cyrus's eyes went large in reply as he stepped towards a more reflective piece of metal to get a look. His vest was immediately put back on.

☄️ Cyrus was mortified for the rest of the day. Feelings corrupted his mind any time a grunts eye would linger just below his face. He tried to move his collar up to further obscure the thing, but a small section would always just peek out and leave him tormented. Thankfully, somehow, only Saturn got to see before he went home to find some mental peace. (And demand that you never do that again.)

🌧Archie🌊

💧 The Aqua Leader did not even think to check his neck as a few grunts cleared their throats and averted their eyes. He just assumed something else was going on that he had been unaware of. In a sense, that had been the case, yet he did not assume it had anything to with him. The first person to give him any real signs was Shelly, whose eyes went wide as she attempted to process his boldness for a moment. Then, she reconsidered it. Was it boldness? Archie might love his partner with a very obvious pride, but he was not the type to really show off those kinds of things. Her fingers came to pinch the bridge of her nose. That could only mean one thing. He did not know. The mark was easy to see – What with how he wore his wetsuit.

💧 When Archie turned to her after finishing reviewing a plan to clean up Slateport's Beach from trash, he saw annoyance on her face. She twirled a stand of dyed blue hair around her finger before sighing. He cocked up a brow. Did she know what had everyone in a strange mood today? A chuckle then left her, and she shook her head. How his partner sneaked a fast one on him, and he did not even notice, was beyond her. “Archie,” she said simply, “Did you have a good morning? You might want to check a mirror.” He walked off to do just that. She later heard a loud laugh.

💧 He was a good sport about it. Despite what Shelly might have thought, he did wear it like a badge of honour. A sign that his dear Luvdisc did love him. A certain prideful sense filled him when he caught a few looks from his grunts. He wanted to repay the favour, though. His plans for the evening were going to be busy, at least. Shelly rolled her eyes when he said that he was leaving early. Matt seemed a little lost.

☀️Maxie🌋

🪨 Whatever you had done to him, he felt that he had it covered with his sweater. That should have been the case, yes, he thought, but the temperature simply disagreed with his theory. While he liked the heat, even he had an upper limit, which made his careful defence less useful. He folded down the knitted fabric to make his skin have room to breathe while his coat was dumped off in a corner of his office. He was down to just his shirt and shorts when he was snapped back to reality by Tabitha warping in with some reports.

🪨 Tabitha had been paying little attention to the Magma Leader himself, instead working to summarise the reports about their geothermal energy tests as best he could. But, his eyes drifted to his boss's exposed neck. The pale skin would have otherwise been of little interest, yet he spotted a dark mark against the skin. Like a bruise. Concern entered his mind, yet it passed after seeing only one. Which meant… Tabitha finished his report. Maxie cocked a brow up at him, commenting on how he had trailed off for a moment. “… Sorry, Leader, I was worried about that mark on your neck,” he opted to play ignorant, “I was wanting to make sure that you were alright.” Maxie's face turned a similar shade as his head as he turned away from his admin. Tabitha took that a dismissal and left.

🪨 Maxie did not leave his office for a good hour or two after that incident. When he finally did, he kept his collar on the way up despite how his body protested the excess coverage. He had to be an example for his team, which is what he had insisted to himself. Yet, the truth was more than apparent to himself. The heat was an excuse to go home early, in the end. You had a very upset geologist asking you not to mark him up before work.

💀Guzma🕶

□ He had been a bit out of it when he finally left his room to go meet up with that woman about something. A few of his underlings had cleared their throats or gave him thumbs up or cheer, but that was not an uncommon thing around their group. He had nearly cleared the house and was about to head out to Ula'Ula meadow for a meeting when Plumeria got up from the chair she had been lounging into him. Her eyes narrowed. She unceremoniously tossed back his jacket to scrutinise his neck.

□ Guzma left wordless by this, not used to Plumeria doing anything like this before. Her dark eyes focused intensely on a spot for a second before he pulled away and looked into his eyes. “Hey, dummy,” her voice was somewhere between teasing and firm, “You have a hickey obvious on your neck. You might want to cover that up before you meet that president woman.” She motioned to her room, where she had some make-up. Guzma blinked before throwing back his head and scolding himself. How did he forget to check after you did that?

□ He had let Plumeria cover the darkening patch on his neck before finally heading off to his meeting. Some part of him felt thankful that Plumeria had caught that and prevented any kind of tension between him and the Aether President. She was usually so nice, but he knew well enough that she could snap and get weird in an instant. He would have preferred not to be on the receiving end of that. Though, when that was done, he wiped off the foundation covering the mark and kept a smug smirk on his face. He felt proud to show off a mark left by you and was ready to get you a matching one when he got back to Po Town.