#FloorLength

[anzutheweeb]

Pholia without the yukata and her hair down.

[goldenatelier]

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[doll-elvis]

“When you walk through that showroom,” he told Sheila, “I want everybody’s eyes on you. I want everybody to know you’re mine. I don’t want to know that you even existed before this moment. You were born just for me”

once again I am wishing that I was Sheila Ryan in the seventies 😭

I would fold so fast for this man and do literally anything he asked of me

(from “Baby let’s play house” by Alanna Nash)

[nordfjording]

not me watching tiktoks of ppl going to taylor swift gigs in full ball gowns and thinking abt how my biggest concern when seeing my favourite bands live was whether wearing one of their tshirts was too on the nose and maybe i should wear one by the guitarist's other band instead

[witchcrash]

IF YOU INSIST !!!

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The Yellowjackets' first inaugural "Doomcoming" takes place approximately 5 months into their disappearance, as rations & morale run scant & winter's chill creeps closer.

Back in civilization, Homecoming festivities are underway, so the girls plan a rager of their own. Under the full Hunter's moon, they'll don the dresses they packed for the National Championships' Awards Dinner all those lifetimes ago & get tanked on jars of berries that Mari tried to preserve but inadvertently fermented.

It's all very exciting.

Cass never planned on going to prom or anything like it ; the National Championship was their swansong to high school -- so they packed accordingly.

The dress is a Cassandra Carnes creation, at least in part. It was a gently battered evening gown from a vintage store -- velvet bodice, taffeta skirt -- modified to perfection in the distant, dreamlike comfort of the Brewster's Wiskayok basement.

The bodice's neckline was reimagined into a cold shoulder & de - re - constructed at the sides -- all with the help of grommets & black silk ribbons. She restructured the skirt to bubble out just above her knees and drape from the sides down the back. Black lace was the primary addition, as a batwing cape & as a dripping, floor length underskirt.

In preparation for Doomcoming, she makes a matching veil out of lace curtains scavenged from the cabin, boiled with iris roots & walnut husks. The result ( not quite black under direct light, but at the very least aubergine ) is interwoven with dark feathers she'd been collecting & set with a comb made from raven's wing bones.

They wear the one pair of platform boots they'd brought & indulge in a full face of makeup for the first time since before the crash.

( Casualties include: her last Wet n' Wild kohl pencil, used up lining her eyes & lips ; her glow-in-the-dark disposable lighter, used up on the kohl pencil ; her favorite lavender shimmer, used up in thick blocks of eyeshadow & as an augmentation to her pressed powder. Their eyebrow gel & knockoff Vamp lipstick live to fight another day. )

While the lower half of the dress is irreparably damaged over the course of the night, Cass eventually rehabilitates it into a shorter, intentionally tattered skirt. The dress is still hanging in the back of their closet to this day, sealed safely in a plastic garment bag.

[rememberthelaughtermp3]

we shoudlnt have started talking abt weddings and hoodwin k becausde now i have the worst image in my head

[snailplush]

btw was like. thinking my fingerless skeleton gloves n spiderweb leggings were too much. but somebody walked past me wearing a full cape so. feeling better.

[slut4sugu]

bimbo reader x biker geto

omg I love this idea!! thank you dear 🫶🏾

! 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒. warnings + including: fluff, smut, mentions of fingering, cunnilingus, black!fem reader

biker!geto who always looks so hot in all black | his silver piercings complimenting his handsome features. Though bits and pieces of pink could be found on him thanks to you. (Pink stickers littered on his bike, your favorite ring hanging on his favorite chain.)

biker!geto who lets you wear whatever your pretty heart desires | as long as it’s not too scandalous is the ‘wear what you want dear I can fight’ type.

biker!geto who can’t help but finger you in front of his floorlength mirror | after seeing you try on a dress you bought for your birthday.

biker!geto who sent a glare to the creep in the mall who was eyeing your short pink skirt | and how it would ride up just a tad to show your pretty laced panties

biker!geto who got you a pink helmet that you could decorate to your hearts content, and ofc wear for when you went with him for a ride.

biker!geto who felt a switch flip in him when he saw you walk out of the changing room of a boutique wearing that pink strapless dress | The way it hugged your boobs was just divine, your pretty gold necklace sitting just above the valley of your breast. You had no idea how good you looked in that moment, so when you asked Suguru felt it was his obligation to show you just how pretty you looked.

“Sugu pl- ah- please! Someone could come by!” You tried pleading with your boyfriend but it was near impossible trying to pull Suguru from this state once he was in it. His head buried in between your legs, his tongue devouring your hot cunt, slick covering his mouth and chin. The way he would groan into your sex was just sinful, seeing your rolled back eyes and mouth agape while wearing that slutty dress was making his dick twitch in his pants. “Just a little more, I know you’re close dear.”

biker!geto who did this TikTok with you, while actively ignoring texts from gojo who was waiting on you two to come meet up at carnival.

✉︎ suguruuuu: If you two are fucking again I’m using your card to pay for my shit 🙄

biker!geto who loves how much light you’ve brought into his life and the memories alongside them <33

[letstalkaboutshtufff]

In another life pt 2

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x Reader

Summary: A visit to Nanami and trip down memory lane

Warnings: Language and suggestive themes but only a bit lol

Part 3

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A/N: was so overwhelmed by the amount of love I received for part one!! Thank you all so much for the support😭🩵

“This is definitely a first” Nanamis gaze travelled up and down your body.

You shuffled uncomfortably from your place on the couch. Gojo stood leaning on the wall behind you.

“Yeah I’ve been hearing that a lot today..” you sighed.

“Hmm, well from what I know. This curse has been known to travel through dimensions, which is why he’s been so hard to catch in the past. He disappeared several years ago after somehow escaping from a seal. Looks like he ended up in your universe.”

“That makes sense, it was only a couple years ago he appeared and Satoru subdued him. A couple months ago he told me he found some weird residual energy on the seal but otherwise everything was ok… I guess the theory of the spy was correct but…” you brought a hand to your chin.

“Go on” he encouraged.

“We placed three seals on them. There’s no way an amateur broke through them… I wonder if he has any clue on who it could be...”

BZZT BZZT BZZT

“Another call?” Gojo tilted his head forward.

You picked up the phone and read “Weird Bangs” well speak of the devil!

“Nope just a text.”

-Hey you ok? Satoru just told me what happened. Don’t worry, we’re investigating as we speak. We’ll have you home in no time.

You smiled warmly and replied,

-Thanks Sugu, I have complete faith in you two. And don’t worry I’m ok.

“Anything important?”

“Not really, Sugu was just checking in. By the way, is he on a mission or something? I haven’t sensed your version of him yet. Unless you don’t have a version of him which would be honestly so weird since I swear you two are like your own couple..”

Little did you know the room had gone from warm to freezing cold.

“What did you just say…”

“Huh?” You tensed seeing the mood was a bit off now.

“Wait…don’t tell me he’s…dead?” Instant dread washed over you.

“No..he’s very much alive…” (excuse me while I change the timeline a little)

“Then what’s-“ you tilted your head.

“Nanami, what can you tell us about the curse transporting other people?”

You blinked at his sudden change in topic.

“Honestly nothing.” Your shoulders slumped.

“Really?”

“Yes but I promise I’ll do everything in my power to ensure you get home safely”.

“Thanks Nanami…” you tried not to feel to sad, after all you had so many people working hard to figure it out.

“Well it’s getting late, why don’t we continue this tommorow, Nanami you’ll reach out if you find anything yeah?”

He nodded, “I’ll dig into some of the old archives, and let you know what I find.”

“Thank you Nanami” you smiled and followed gojo out of the room.

“So what now?” The sun had set and you realized that for the first time in years you were not going to sleep in your own bed, cuddled next to your husband.

“Well… I could take you to one of the spare dorms here but considering the curse is still out there I think it’s best if you stick with me”

“So back to your place?” Haha that takes you back.

“That ok with you?”

“Mhmm” not like I’m used to anything else but being with you…

“Ok then, hang on” he touched your shoulder and suddenly you were transported to a place that smelled like fresh linen and his cologne.

“Oh wow this takes me back” you flicked on the light and took in the old place.

Gojo raised a brow that you seemed to know your way around.

“I take it you’ve been here before?”

You nodded fondly while taking in the place once again, “yeah, we spent so much time here back while we were dating…I lived in a really crappy apartment that you had to bend down in.” You laugh at the memory.

You turn to look out the floorlength window and promptly scream.

“AHH is that me!?!? Have I looked like this all day!?!” You could barely see your skin it was covered in dirt and grime from the previous fight and your hair was basically inviting birds to make it their home.

“I need to shower…” ah crap I didn’t think to stop and get clothes.

“I’ll find you some clothes… the shower is over the-“ but you were already beelining towards the bathroom eagerly to wash the filth off of you.

“Right you already know… so weird” he crossed his arms.

The second the steaming water hit your body you sighed in relief. It took a good 15 minutes for the water to run clear.

Using his body wash sure took you back to the days you’d sleep over. Those days were some of the best of your life. Watching movies late into the night, eating junk food, making out, falling asleep tangled together…

You shut your eyes before the tears could come.

No, none of that, you had the best and strongest people on the case. You’d be home soon, so let’s think of this as a weird mini vacation.

After your shower you dried yourself off and peeked into the bedroom where the door connected to. Sure enough you found a set of his pjs on the bed.

His shirt engulfed you, looking more like a dress. You thought for a moment to forgo the pants but realized you probably shouldn’t go pantless and underwearless around new Gojo.

Once you were decent you stepped outside into the main living space.

A delicious aroma immediately invaded your senses.

Wait… no fricken way!?

“You cook!?!?”

“Huh?” Gojo paused to look back over his shoulder. “Of course I cook… does your Gojo not?”

“He- he tried once but burnt everything… and anyway I’m home way more so I usually do the cooking..”

“Well I hope you like seafood, I haven’t gone shopping yet so there wasn’t really many options.”

He turned back to the stove to continue stirring.

You sat on one of the counter barstools and watched him in awe.

He even has the towel thrown over his shoulder and everything...

“So tell me about other Gojo. How did you guys meet?”

“Well… actually it’s kind of embarrassing…”

“Oh well now I have to know”

“Well I was jogging by this old elementary school and this curse popped out. It was so cute tho it looked like a super fluffy puppy. And then suddenly you popped in, ready to blast it to smithereens when I jumped in front and defended it….” He paused his stirring and looked over at you again.

“Yeah I know.. it was crazy but the curse really wasn’t that bad. So anyway I picked it up and started running away from you…”

“Pfft seriously?”

“Yeah… you should’ve seen your face haha. I made it about 10 steps before you warped in front of me”

*Flashback*

“Uh listen lady, that thing your holding is very dangerous so it’s best if you-“

“No way!”

“Huh?”

“No way, he’s just a little baby, he hasn’t hurt anyone!” You hugged the curse tight to your body and for some reason the curse seemed… relaxed?

“Lady… it’s a curse.. we can’t exactly just leave it to roam free..”

“Well then….”you thought for a moment..

“I’ll keep it!”

“You’ll keep it…” he repeated to himself in disbelief

“Mhm hm” you nodded.

“Uh…” he watched you snuggle the curse closer and the curse for whatever bizarre reason seemed content.

“It hasn’t hurt anyone has it?”

“Not that I’m aware of..”

“Then it’s settled! I’m keeping him.”

“Uh…”

“Don’t worry, I have some skill in exorcizing curses if anything goes wrong but it won’t will it little cutie?” You rubbed under its chin and it started to purr.

“Ok so you’re serious…uh well here’s my number… in case he decides to turn murdery and you can’t handle him”

You smile and hand him your phone, when he hands it back you glance down and let out a little gasp.

He smirked, you must’ve realized who he was now.

“You have the same screensaver as me! I love that show!!”

Oh

“Haha well it is a good show, even if the heroine sucks.”

“What- what did you just say?! She’s the best one!”

“No way, if you ask me the best friend should be in the spotlight.”

“That snobby bitch? No way” you made a face.

“Snobby? I see it as confidence.”

“You must’ve gotten knocked in the head too many times by a curse..”

“Well it doesn’t really matter, I think she’s gonna take that job in the next episode.”

“Wait you think so? As much as I hate her, she makes the story interesting.”

“Yeah I-“ BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT

“Ah sorry hold on”

You watched him turn and take the call. Looking at him now, even without seeing his eyes you could tell he was good looking.

“Sorry, duty calls. Make sure to call me if…that thing suddenly decides to eat you ok?”

“I will, thanks”

He whooshed away and you looked down at your phone.

Satoru Gojo….

Oh my god

No fucking way…

He had the same name as your favorite book character! What a small world…

“Alright cutie, let’s get you home. I wonder what you eat?”

*End flashback*

“Don’t tell me you still have that thing?”

“That thing has a name and his name is cutie. And to this day he hasn’t hurt a fly! Well actually that’s a lie because he does eat all the bugs around the house.. but other than that he’s harmless. He does chew the furniture though..” awe I hope he’s ok..

“You’re a little strange you know that?”

“You’re one to talk..”

“Hey, you shouldn’t insult the hand that feeds you.”

“You’re right sorry chef” you bowed jokingly then went to grab plates to set the table.

“Oh I hope you don’t mind me touching stuff.” You retracted your hand afraid he might get upset.

“Be my guest.” He waved nonchalantly.

Ten minutes later you were sat across each other.

“Oh lemme grab some drinks” he stood up and disappeared into the kitchen again.

You nodded and began plating your dish and his. His having three times the portion like usual.

Gojo came back and sat down with his mouth slightly open.

You realized your mistake and felt heat rise to your cheeks. “S-sorry it- I did that out of habit. Didn’t mean to make you feel weird..”

“It’s fine it’ll just take some getting used to is all…” he smirked and dug in.

“Thank you for the meal.” You twirled your fork around the shrimp and pasta and took a bite.

Oh

Oh

Oh hell no

“Something wrong?”

“Satoru this is amazing… like really really amazing”

“Glad you like it”

“No but seriously this is so good…Why can’t my version do this??”

You took another bite and swooned, maybe you’d leave your version for this one…

BZZT BZZT BZZT

“Oh it’s you! Well other you..”

“Satoru?”

“Hey babe you doing alright?”

“Yeah, I’m alright… we met with Nanami earlier, he said he’s going to do some more research and let us know if he finds anything..”

“Same here, Suguru and I are tracking the curse down but it’ll take a little bit of time, he’s a slippery one that’s for sure”

“Mm, sorry for putting everyone through this trouble…”

“Don’t worry, I have plenty of ways you can make it up to me later”

“Ah geez I need to stop putting you on speaker..”

“You’re not alone? It’s pretty late..”

“Yeah well other you thought it would be best to keep me close for safety reasons. I’m here at the old penthouse actually.”

“….”

“Toru?”

“You’re with other me?”

You blinked. “Uh yes?“

“Hey other me!”

You tilt the phone closer to this Gojo so he can hear better.

“Uh yes?”

“I know it’s tempting but no canoodling my girl alright?”

“S-satoru!”

“Not even a little touch, I mean it.”

“Satoru what are you talking about?! I just met the guy!”

“And? Do you remember how I was back then?”

“Well...” yeah a manwhore..

“Oh yeah and another word of advice, no girls over to the place. She gets suuuuuuper jealous, one time she even told our pet to attack and-“

“I did not! That was-!-you know that was an accident!”

“Mhmm sure”

“You know cutie feeds off my feelings, I didn’t tell him to bite her arm!”

“Of course sweetheart of course..”

“You- what about that time you hijacked my date!”

“That was purely coincidental, I was in the area.”

“Sure you were…”

“Anywhoooooo, did you take your meds?”

“Y-yeah”

“Liar”

“Hey make sure she gets those pills, she’ll faint without them and I don’t need her falling into anyone else’s arms”

“S-satoru good night already, I’ll talk to you later…”

“Alright sorry, you know I worry. Night baby, don’t feel too lonely without me”

*click*

“Ugh annoying jerk” you words didn’t match your soft tone.

Gojo leaned back in his chair and scanned your form.

Did he? Did a version of him really fall in love and settle down. You were certainly beautiful but he’d been with a lot of beautiful women.. did your strength draw his attention? He supposed he hasn’t seen you fight yet, maybe he would fix that soon..

“Oh uh sorry you had to hear all that again, I hope it’s not too weird”

“Well I’m not gonna lie and say it’s normal but..”

You smiled and brought another forkful to your mouth.

“Thank you for everything, really… you don’t even know me and you’re doing all this..”

“Well hey don’t worry about it, any alter ego/universe me’s wife is a friend of mine”

“Heh thanks” glad to know all Gojos humor are the same across universes.

After dinner you helped clean up and were lounging on the couch while Gojo went to shower.

He wouldn’t mind if you turned on the tv right?

So far this Gojo was 99.8 percent a carbon copy of yours so no he wouldn’t mind.. plus tonight the new episode of “Wishing I was yours” was airing and you couldn’t miss it..

And that’s how Gojo found you 20 minutes later, arms wrapped around your knees cuddling a pillow, tearful eyes glued to the TV screen.

‘No! No you can’t leave me. You can’t give up after everything we’ve been through’

‘Forgive me my love, you’ll have to continue this journey without me…’

‘No! I need you!!’

‘I’m only going to put you in danger… it has to be this way… I’m sorry’

‘Noooooooooooooooo!’

How can she watch this crap…

Gojo made his presence known and stepped in front of the couch.

“Oh hey, I-i hope it was ok that I- ah no don’t go!!” Your focus was quickly redirected back to the gripping scene. You groaned when the credits rolled.

“Dammit you were right about the ending…now I have to do that thing… ugh” you mumbled into the pillow.

Gojo couldn’t help but be curious what that thing was but stayed quiet.

“Don’t tell me that I actually watch this kind of stuff?”

He sat on the other end of the couch watching as you paused the tv and turned towards him.

“Well not at first but we worked out a deal, every week we watch one of my picks and one of your picks… but ugh you always choose the scariest stuff…”

“Better than unrealistic lovey dovey crap…”

“Unrealistic?? Says the one who spouts the most corniest lines 24/7”

The title screen for another episode started playing and he swiftly grabbed the remote.

“Allow me to show you what true cinema is.”

Uh oh, you had a bad feeling about this..

1 hour later

“Ah no way no way no way” Gojo smirked watching how you hid behind a pillow shaking like a leaf.

“Oh come on, it’s not even the scary part yet…”

“Liar! Ew ew ew I accidentally looked again”

“Human snake vs Octogator is a masterpiece , you’re insulting one of the greatest films of all time!”

“You just chose this because you knew it would scare me!”

“Lady I barely know you, is that something I would do?” He smiled, glowing eyes peeking behind his glasses.

“Yes, that is exactly what you would do..”

Well you sure did seem to know him he was realizing more and more…

After the movie you were basically half asleep so Gojo decided to call it a night.

Sleepily you rose up and followed after Gojo to the hallway. But instead of turning right to the guest room you automatically turned left to his room and bumped into his back.

“Huh”

You froze, eyes shooting up to his.

“A-ah s-sorry!” Embarrassed you darted to the guest room and shut the door.

BZZT BZZT BZZT

Hm?

*NEW MESSAGE*

-Since you’re all alone, use this to tide your appetite over xoxo

*image loading*

“Ah-!”

The heat rose to your cheeks immediately.

(I’ll let you imagine what kind of picture he sent lol)

-Don’t send anything back tho ok? Don’t want the creep next door spying on you and catching a glimpse of my pretty girl~”

-he’s in another room obviously..

-wait he wouldn’t look through the walls with his eyes would he??

-would- did you ever do that??

-ah gotta go baby, the line is bad, nighty night!

-We’re texting idiot, what line?! And answer the question!!

-xoxo 💋

Ugh jerk… you threw the phone on the bed then slowly got in the unfamiliar bed.

You hated sleeping alone… even when he was out on overnight missions you were surrounded by his scent, his clothes, his everything…

You grabbed a pillow and snuggled it for comfort.

“I miss you idiot…”

Part 3

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Aaaaaaand that’s chapter 2! What did you guys think about Suguru’s mention hehe. The angst boat is coming y’all, but first came a little fluff before the storm. Please lemme know what you thought! Until next time!

@gojosatorulover7 @goaway-plzz @goldenglow149 @taakt17 @kneesheee @yumii-34 @ritsatoru @generalstephkenobi @author20 @bitchycloudstrawberry @hojoslutoru

[finchfvkingcortes]

currently thinking about comic edwin and his clothes in regards to edwardian fashion and specifically how he’s still wearing knee length shorts. edwardian fashion dictated that little boys and girls wore knee length shorts and skirts and then as they got older the hems got longer until they were eventually floorlength by the time they were adults. edwin still wears shorts :( he was just a kid who hadn’t even started wearing long trousers when he died :(

[justaghostingon]

Fashion Fail: Three Demons and a Cultivator Loose in the Modern World

A scum villain crack au

It all starts when Shen Qingqiu and Shang Qinghua collapse without any warning, appearing to be dead, (but still breathing)

Naturally Binghe is freaking the Hell out, as is all of Cang Qiong

But the dream demon interupts, revealing that something has taken their souls away to what appears to be another world, sincw he can’t access it

That’s all Binghe needs to start slashing holes through the universe (after stealing Xin Mo from the other Binghe)

With him he takes Mobei-jun, Sha Hauling, and Liu Qingge, who wasn’t invited but refused to be left behind

Eventually they find the right world, but its a strange one, where people live in moutains of steel and glass, and wear scandalously little clothing.

Liu Qingge looks as if he’s about to pass out when hr sees his first skinny jeans

Naturally three handsome men and a beautiful woman in cosplay is attracting a lot of attention. Too much in fact, and the requests for photos and autographs is starting to impeed the speed of their quest

So binghe makes the call for everyone to blend in, taking them to the first merchant shop he sees with clothing inside

Its a second hand store, with all sorts of options everywhere at cheep prices, because Binghe’s luck is just that good

Binghe chooses his clothing carefully. He listens to the female workers giggling about which outfit they’d want to buy if they could, and buys that, confident he’s picked an Outfit that will give him respect

Its a vivid red Prom Dress, floorlength skirt with a slit over one leg, off the shoulder straps. Binghe loves it. He looks beautiful.

Mobei-jun doesn’t care what he wears so he just grabs the first things he thinks he can put on

These end up being hot pink sweatpants and a real fur coat, plus crocks on his feet. He looks ridiculous, but he’s also huge and scary, so no one is gonna say it

Sha Hualing is having a great time. This worlds cultural clothing styles were made for her!

She ends up in a bikini with bright pink flamingos on it, plus a neon green feathery boa she drapes over herself like her old silks

Liu Qingge refuses to change. He’s not dressing in these absurd clothing styles, no matter how much Binghe insists it will help them blend in.

Fortunately it doesn’t matter, standing next to four people in equally good cosplay he mught look like an actor, but standing next to three weirdos he looks just as weird

The final touch is the three matching ducky hats on the three demons. Demon marks need to be disguised after all, but shifting is hard to do in this strange world, or any of their powers really

So ducky hats. It kinda works on mobei-jun (aka its so weird it fits) but it absolutely ruins Binghe’s gorgeous dress affect, and Sha hualing’s weird beach athestic

Now everyone is staring at the four of them for a very different reason, but at least they aren’t coming up to talk to them

What’s more, it’s because of their strange clothing they manage to find Shang Qinghua and Shen Qingqiu, who are both stuck in the hospital

Binghe and friends were given instruction to go there by some teenagers messing with them

Jokes on thrm, because while they were walking up a loud voice screams “my king?!!!”

Mobei’s head whips around so fast it gives him whiplash, but he doesn’t care. All he cares about is the small stranger shrieking at him from a high window, waving his arms excitedly and chattering like mobei’s beloved right hand

And beside him is a man who looks very like Shen Qingqiu’s plant body, Shen yuan

It takes a little while to get to then, shang Qinghua and Shen yuan can’t just leave the hospital intensive care ward, and the receptionist takes one look at four weirdly dressed people demanding she “release your captives” and calls security

It takes three break in attempts, a wheelchair, a seduction attempt (curtesy of sha hualing) and liu qingge fighting a vending machine with a real sword for them to be able to reunite with shen yuan and shang qinghua

Liu qingge takes one look at the paper hospital gowns and promptly faints

And there are many things to say, even more things to explain, like transmidiagation and the doctors trying to convince him it was all a dream, but the only thing that comes out of Shen Yuan’s mouth is: What the hell are you wearing?

Binghe, who up until that moment had been feeling confident, bursts into tears

it takes 30 minutes to get binghe to stop crying, to assure him shen yuan still loves him, he does look good, better than liu qingge - hey! Goes liu qingge in between faintings- and have shen Yuan internally confront and conquer his many bigotted views on gender and style in the name of reassuring his husband

Meanwhile mobei glares at shang qinghua, silently demanding compliments for dressing up

Shang qinghua: …that’s what you’re wearing my king? (Mobei glare increases) it looks…unique

“Good” mobei says, pulling out a matching set and shoving them on shang qinghua “match”

Binghe promptly pulls out another prom dress, this one a lovely green with a short skirt to show off his shizun’s beautiful legs

And thus shang qinghua and shen yuan are smuggled out of thr hospital in a pack if weirdly clothed friends, looking so wierd that no one questions them

And the all go home

But binghe keeps the dresses. He has…plans…for them

[mintnoodles]

ID: 3 greyscale digital sketches of fem Vergil and V and 1 comic panel of Dante and Vergil online shopping for women's clothes. 1. 3/4 profile of fem Vergil in the DMCV black coat, with a focused expression. Her hair reaches the nape of her neck and slightly falls across her forehead. Light falls across her face. 2. croquis of fem V in 2 dresses. V poses poshly in a floorlength mermaid style black dress that flares out past her knees like a rose. She looks over her shoulder. A cloudy boa's draped over her shoulder and around her black sleeved arm. It's entwined with thorns. Shadow rests at her feet. In the 2nd croquis, V hunches in a flowy black summer maxi dress. It's got no sleeves, so her tattoos are visible. She's raised her cane to avoid where Shadow's tail curls around her bare feet. 3. Fem Vergil walking with Yamato in hand, gazing downward with a cold expression. A white coat with a black fur lined collar is draped over her shoulders, like a cape. She wears a black cravat, black waistcoat, trousers and fingerless gloves. Harsh light and soft shadow carve out her face. 4. Scribbly doodle of Dante and Vergil. Chibi Dante says 'I can give ya some fashion advice', while rubbing his chin with a sure smile. In the background are DMC 2 and DMC 4 Dante's designs, surrounded by sparkles. DMC 4 Dante has a rose in his mouth and an 'uwu' expression. Next to Dante, laptop open, Vergil stares into the distance, thinking very hard. In the background are a sleepy DMC 5 Dante in a stained shirt, and a cocky DMC 3 Dante in the infamous barechest and coat combo. A question mark symbol lingers by Vergil's head at Dante's statement. End ID.

cough the 4th pic with Dante and Vergil was supposed to be part of a comic where they brainstorm a new wardrobe for Vergil. I had no idea how to finish it. It went to a lot of tangents about what character design can communicate and if Vergil even had a clue what her identity was after 20 years of static, or if Dante could even know his sister enough to help, after being separated for over 30 years and only seeing her in like, a variation on 1 villain outfit. Maybe she'd stick with the same clothes. Maybe she'd want to try a sundress.

Worst/best idea from that was putting Vergil in Eva's dress.

Now that I'm typing this, I think part of the ending would've involved Dante marvelling at how pricey women's clothing is and lamenting his wallet. Vergil wonders what Dante's on about. They're not paying for this.

Dante: ?

Vergil: Have you not heard of the 'five finger discount'?

Dante:

Dante: You stole all those fancy coats.

Vergil: You paid in full for yours?

[stephofromcabin12]

They put something in Ryan Gosling’s cover of Push I have been singing it for two days straight

[janeeyreofmanderley]

Every time someone writes about a historical woman wishing she could wear trousers because skirts are so impractical....I wonder which specific skirts we are talking about and if they ever wore skirts.

True, some skirts are impractical in some situations. Running through brambles in a silk skirt? Do not recommend. Wearing a full on Baroque Gown? Also not very practical, sure.

However, as someone who only wears skirts and dresses for more than 10 years now, and often long skirts, I must say skirts are really given an unfairly bad reputation in literature and generally.

I wear skirts hiking, cycling, walking, in the city, in the countryside, at home, while gardening- and never found them impractical.

Indeed most of the times I find them more relaxed and comfortable than the jeans I used to wear. Also sitting crosslegged and doing crafts with a skirt is amazing, because you can collect all the material you need in the skirt, just to name one advantage.

When people ask me about my skirts being impractical I always point out I wear different skirts for different uses. For gardening I use an old ratty one, where I don't mind the roses tearing small holes in it. For cycling I don't wear a floorlength skirt, for walking literally anything but a pencil one.

Skirts are not per se less practical, more restricting than trousers. You just have to pick the right one, same way as you wouldn't wear tuxedo trousers to dig in the garden, or go riding.

So,letting women wear trousers is not an automatical "get out of patriarchy jail" card, because it often is not exactly improving the situation for them. Rather it is just another instance where sth typically feminie is immediatly disregarded as stupid...

[finnitesimal]

not the previous anon but i also want to know why she's in all-white? Parasol and hat and everything? Who is doing her laundry

The real answer is that I can't decide. just yet. Shruge sorry not even having a canon design will let me escape the horrors of picking clothes for characters headinhands

I think I remember vaguely how in-universe magic (mainstream legal magic anyway) is supported by cleanliness or purity and being in some way unclean makes you resistant or unsuitable for magic (very unsure on this one) so heading down in a color that is stains and dirties so easily is both a huge flex and. The conceit of it. I wanted to somehow relay that she is. Very talented she heads down to the fourth floor with them regularly and the issue was not her slowing them down or being in some way inadequate for the job, but her getting special treatment, and/or she's very in-tune with spirits, to the point of them graciously helping her keep her floorlength white capes and gowns spotless. And also that she's fully aware and is showing off the level of skill she has. Maybe it's all for appearances and she's sneaking off at night with a tide pen

Mostly though I just think having someone walk into a hole in the ground in a wedding dress is kind of awesome

Me when I gore beasts and monsters in caves and rundown castles