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[bridgertonbabe]

So having read the bridgerton spouse group chats by you and bridgerton family group chats by @holybatgirlz I’ve realised Benedict seems to always been one of the ones getting injured during family games night…

Does Sophie ever ban him from playing after an Injury or flat out refuse to go after she’s had all four kids and Benedict ends up back in hospital and ends up out of action for a few weeks meaning Sophie has four kids and a husband to tend to (and forces the injuring causing party to wait on him hand and foot for the duration of his Convalescence)

Also on another point… reading these makes me wanna write a family games night fic 😂😂

I feel like by the time all the spouses are married in and as they all start their families that Bridgerton game nights would become a bit calmer - only fractionally, but enough that the hospital visits aren't as frequent and the injuries sustained are far less serious. Though the Bridgertons (and Kate) remain insanely competitive to a terrifying degree, the spouses manage to limit game nights to once a year at most and then following the annual game night the spouses make it very clear how little they care for the family's version of a casual night of board/parlour games, and at the very least some of the Bridgertons take their partners feelings on board and attempt to mellow their competitiveness (kinda).

But with that being said, just because the injuries at game nights wind down, doesn't mean casualties don't occur through other competitive dumbass means...

BSSG Group Chat

Sophie: Guys I'm at the hospital.

Penelope: omg are you ok?????

Lucy: oh no what's happened?

Sophie: Ben broke his leg.

Phillip: Shit how did he manage that?

Sophie: He broke it go-karting.

Gareth:

Simon: What the ever living fuck was he doing go-karting?

Lucy: and not to be ageist - but at his age????

Phillip: The fuck is he playing at?

Gareth: i have to know

Gareth: did he go by himself?

Michael: Gareth please don't make this any more tragic for Ben or any more embarrassing for Sophie

Sophie: For your information he wasn't by himself.

Lucy: then who the hell did he go with????

Penelope: wait

Sophie: Well I hate to be the bearer of bad news

Phillip: Oh no

Simon: Please don't say it

Sophie: But it was a Bridgerton sibling day out

Michael: Oh for fuck's sake

Lucy: but greg told me he was going to spend the afternoon helping his mum pick up the flowers and decorations for penelope and eloise's baby shower on saturday!

Penelope:

Simon: As much as I can share in your dismay Lucy I can't say I'm remotely shocked to learn that Daphne and her siblings all lied about their whereabouts to hide the fact that they were having a sneaky go-karting afternoon 😑

Michael: I'm well aware I'm including my wife in this but do none of them have jobs??? Who goes go-karting on a Wednesday afternoon????

Phillip: Lets just be grateful that there was only one casualty from their go-karting escapade.

Sophie: ...

Sophie: Well I hate to be the bearer of bad news again

Simon: Sophie don't you dare

Penelope: oh god do we even want to know

Sophie: But they've all been hospitalised.

Lucy:

Michael: Why

Simon:

Michael: Why must they be like this

Gareth: just how exactly do 8 people get taken to hospital from a single go-karting afternoon?

Phillip: Soph is El ok????? I'm on my way right now

Sophie: She's ok Phil and so is the baby, she's just got a sprained wrist. She fared the best out of them all injury wise.

Penelope: El's fared the best???????

Michael:

Michael: Just what exactly is the extent of the damages we're talking here @ Sophie

Sophie: So Colin has a broken leg to match Ben's, Anthony's in a neck brace, Fran's fractured a couple of ribs, Daph's fractured her arm while Greg's broken his and has bruised his coccyx, and Hy's broken her big toe and is currently sporting an eye patch.

Penelope: COLIN'S BROKEN HIS LEG???????

Penelope: I'm 4 weeks away from giving birth wtf am I supposed to do with Limpy for a husband?!?!?!?

Lucy: ffs greg and i were supposed to be playing tennis with hermione and my brother this sunday 😤

Gareth: at least this isn't your wife:

Gareth: and soph how exactly did hy end up with an eye patch from go-karting?

Sophie: Greg shot her.

Lucy: HE DID WHAT

Simon: He shot her?????

Michael: Wow Greg shot Hy?

Michael: Honestly I would have imagined Fran snapping before Greg

Gareth: @ Sophie if you've previously failed to mention that my wife is wearing an eye patch because she's been blinded in that eye NOW WOULD BE THE TIME TO MENTION IT

Sophie: Relax she hasn't been blinded, it's just precautionary until the swelling's gone down.

Lucy: CAN WE GET BACK TO THE PART WHERE MY HUSBAND SHOT HIS SISTER

Penelope: yeah wtf is Greg doing with a gun????

Simon: And why does he have one for go-karting?!?!??!

Sophie: Ok so it was a BB gun he was using

Lucy: AND HE HAD IT BECAUSE?!?!?!?!?

Sophie: Well you're all going to love this

Sophie: They weren't just doing regular go-karting

Phillip: What

Sophie: They were doing it Mario Kart style.

Michael:

Simon: I actually can't stand them.

Gareth: not to be pedantic but they don't have guns in mario kart

Gareth: did they get it mixed up with gta coz that would make way more sense with all of the injuries they've acculumated

Lucy: are you seriously telling me they were driving go-karts around a track while shooting at each other??????

Penelope: I'm a month away from giving birth to a Bridgerton baby 🙃

Sophie: Basically they were using an assortment of items like hurling banana peels and pouring out oil on the track to make the others slip, they were throwing frisbees and balls at each other which were meant to be like shells and they had a variety of water/nerf/BB guns to take each other out that way. All of which contributed to the massive pile up that caused most of their injuries.

Michael: God almighty

Gareth: question; was hy not wearing a helmet?

Sophie: She was but she had the visor open after Eloise sprayed it over with paint which was how she ended up getting shot.

Kate: Omfg

Kate: I cannot believe this!

Sophie: It's a lot to take in I know.

Kate: I can't believe they didn't invite me!

Michael: Kate do you even care that your husband is in a neck brace?

Kate: Well that's what he fucking gets for not including me! Karma's a bitch and so is Anthony!

Simon: @ Kate

Phillip: God can you imagine what Violet's reaction to this is going to be when she finds out?

Sophie: No need to imagine she already knows.

Penelope: omfg

Gareth: damn you already told on them???

Sophie: Violet was the first person I told as soon as I heard about it all. I'm sick to death of them all acting like this and being so stupidly reckless. Not one of them even stopped to think that it might not be a good idea and now I've got to see after 4 kids with an invalid for a husband, and the rest of their injuries will come as just as great an inconvenience to all of you as well!

Sophie: So yeah I immediately went to Violet to tell on them because I want her to wipe the absolute floor with them for being so thoughtless!!!!!

Penelope:

Gareth:

Michael: You did what had to be done Soph and for that I applaud you 👏👏👏

Sophie: But that's not all, I'm also punishing Ben for being so feckless.

Kate: Oooh kinky

Sophie: Far from it. For starters when I got here Ben wanted to cuddle Vi to cheer himself up but I told him no and that he's getting no snuggles with her from now until his cast comes off.

Gareth: holy shit you're gate-keeping his own daughter from him

Lucy:

Lucy: and i love it

Michael: How quickly did he start to cry?

Sophie: Instantaneously. It was incredibly rewarding.

Sophie: And I'd encourage you all to do the same with your respective Bridgerton in whatever way you see fit.

Penelope: once Colin's home I'll keep offering him food but then just sit and eat it right in front of him 😈😈😈

Gareth: i'm going to get a toy parrot and perch it on hy's shoulder and call her patchy 🦜

Simon: I'm not even going to bother picking Daph up from the hospital. She has to learn she can't keep pulling stunts like this as a mother of four.

Simon: That and I've already started drinking to deal with this nonsense so I couldn't even if I had to.

Phillip: I'm going to make El take and stay with the twins at back to back children's parties this weekend. She'll absolutely fucking hate it.

Kate: I'm just going to laugh in Anthony's face. Probably get the kids to join in too.

Lucy: damn i'm not sure what i'm going to do with greg

Michael: I'm going to withhold sex.

Penelope: damn that's a bold move

Simon: But is that going to be more of a punishment for her or you?

Michael: Not to give you all too much of an insight but that's going to kill Fran more than you'd think it would.

Michael: But that's what she gets for going along with her fam's unhinged competitive behaviour.

Michael: No more snu snu.

Penelope: I actually think if we all withheld sex from our respective partners that they might finally learn their lesson.

Lucy: that's... actually a very valid point that could very much work

Kate: Well we don't call them sex idiots for nothing.

Michael: They're essentially a bunch of horny Tinkerbells; they need sex to live.

Simon: I truly hate that sentiment. But you're not wrong.

Michael: So are you all following my lead? It's your own choice obvs, no pressure if anyone would prefer not to.

Gareth: i'm not exactly chomping at the bit to be having snu snu with patchy

Kate: Yeah neck braces don't make for a turn on either.

Penelope: And being this pregnant I'm not really in the mood for it as it is.

Sophie: Like I'm going to have the time or energy seeing after the kids while Ben's bedridden anyway.

Lucy: fine by me

Simon: I have 0 qualms with this method of punishment.

Phillip: Same here.

Michael: Then it's no snu snu all around! Vive le resistance!

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[sslowdeathh]

✦ Resident evil ;

Names, pronouns, and titles. Requested by @vintagedollcore. Plain text.

[PT: Resident evil: Names, pronouns, and titles. Requested by @/vintagedollcore. Plain text(link). /PT END]

✦✦✦ Names ;

Biohazard. Zombi. Knox. Aconitine. Null. Adriel. Apocalypse. Ashe. Virus. Star. Redfeild. Hero. Blythe. Penn. Claire. Veronica. Rune. Lamoria. Saga. Briar. Phylum. Rosemary. Leon. Cael. December. Echo. Lev. Metro. Cairo. Navy. Devrim. Enoch. Dune. Gunner. Circe. Ervon. Cadaver. Field. Haven. Jinx. Laine. Lykke. Maddox. Reign. Vrai. Spiroch. Cicada. Salvar(san). Vetti. Syncline. Ileum. Gaiden.

✦✦✦ Pronouns ;

Corpse corpses. Kill killer. Infect infection. Numb numbs. Myth myths. Sur survive survivor. Whisp whisper. Path pathogen. Sick sicken. Parasite parasites. Infe infest. Core corrupt. Inje injure. Cure cures. Bile biles. Dea death. Lurk lurks. Sear search. Und undead. Dull dulls. Fight fights. Grime grimes. Necro necros. Sludge sludges. Zomb zombie. Spine spines. Rib ribs. Mu murs.

✦✦✦ Titles ;

The house of the dead. The revelation. The outbreak. The infection / infected. The code; [name]. The abducted one. The lost one. The one they want to find. The one they're searching for. The one they thought died. An agent of the Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance (BSAA). The one that lurks in the marsh. The creator of the virus. The wanderer. The one that fights for the world. Hy who wonders if it's worth it. Hy who lost hys daughter. The searcher.

"The one", hy/hym, or anything else can be replaced with whatever you see fit :-)

[jagervitdefonnyhat]

(Short form fics, to help me write more regularly, maybe. Off of a list of reverse tropes prompts. Helpful crit, and comments welcome.)

"Iz barely spring, vhy iz it zo hot already," Maxim grumbled into the peachy colored arm acting as his pillow.

"Nah, iz goot" Ognian, owner of said arm, purred back. "Move in a leedle closer, mine side iz cold." He curled around Maxim's shoulder to pull him closer to his bare chest. Thick fingers tipped with claws dug into long purple hair. Maxim reached behind and pulled it out of the way. His back was already starting to sweat through his shirt, his hair certainly didn't need to get tangled up in it.

"Iz only colt cause hyu dun vear nottink more den a vest."

"Und hyu's only varm cawse hyu insist on vearink more," rose a grumble from Dimo, occupying Oggie's other side. They lay pressed together shoulder to rib to waist to hip to Dimo's leg thrown atop Oggie's.

Maxim shifted onto his side so he could see his third companion. "Ho, vhat’s hyu excuse, den? Hyu gots fur to keep hyu varm."

"Ho, vell, iz cawse iz cold hyu dumkoff." He scoffed. "Hyu chust run varm like zum furnace on legs. Zo get back to vork."

Maxim sat up and crossed his arms. "Hy ken't!" He whined. "Mine back iz a sveaty, mine hair is shtickink to everyting, de ground is stabby vitout vearink sometink," his voice went soft at the end. "Is-" he sniffled, "is too varm! Demmit, I miss de hall!" He kicked out at his neat pile of cape and sword and boots, sending it flying across the cave. The rapier clattered against the wall. Dimo and Oggie sat up. "Is too varm too cuddle und hy hates it. At least give me de dignity of complaink."

"Brudder..."

Dimo inturrepted, "eediot. Sleep on oggie's jacket, he isn't uzink it. Can put hyu cloak on top if hyu needs. Den strip down und get over here."

"Vhat? but-"

"Ho, dun vorry. Hy iz fine vit it gettink all dirty!"

"Vell?"

Maxim slumped and dragged the back of his hand across his eyes. "Ja, ja hokay." Stripping off the long shirt and tight pants was more an ordeal than he'd have liked with shaking hands from now all that anger built up for nowhere to go. The energy from it buzzed under his skin. He stumbled getting his foot out the leg. Gathering everything back up and laying out the jacket and cape helped, as the slight draft cooled over his sweat damp skin. He looked up from his bed arrangement to see Dimo and Oggie still sat up. Dimo patted the space in front of him, so he sat.

"Hy gets dis in a braid qvick, dat should help, ja?" He asked.

"Ja, dat should help." He took his hat into his lap.

"Hyu gots a hair tie?"

"No," he said quietly. "It broke months ago. Vas mine last vun. Ve haven't had spare fabric fer a new vun yet."

Dimo huffed, and Maxim knew an eyeroll followed. "Oggie, cut a strip off de market leadder, vill hyu."

"But dat ruins de value!" Maxim twisted to stare with raised eyebrows.

"Vhat, like some townie vill notice a leedle strip done later inshtead ov vhen ve skinned it. It vill shtill sell."

Oggie handed Dimo the strip, an arms length long and dark brown on one side. "Here hyu go!" A bit thin but functional enough. Dimo put his hand atop Maxim's head and swiveled it back around.

"Tenks." He put it between his teeth as he seperated the sections and braided down a few inches. Then took the folded strip, adding each half to a section. Maxim shifted. It slipped. He took it out and put it back in. A few sections down a section fell out when he shifted again. It was slow, from there. With it braided in the rest of the way down, he took the leather ends and tied them around the tail. "Dere hyu go. Better?"

"A bit, ja." He pulled the braid forward, stroking over it, other hand tapping the brim ofhis hat. Dimo glanced at Oggie and raised an eyebrow. Oggie bit his lip and smiled, then moved into a crouch.

"Hy know chust de ting." And with a heavy shove, Dimo flung Maxim into Oggies waiting arms. Both fell back at the impact as Maxim let out a shout of surprise, hat clutched firmly in hand. Oggie reached for it.

"Hoy! Vatch vhere hyu's puttink hyu hands!" Maxim slapped the reaching hand away and leaned back into Oggie, pressing him firmly into the floor. Oggie wrapped a leg around his hips and pressed to the side, flipping them over.

"Ho ja, hy's vatchink verra carefully!" Oggie giggled. "Come here hyu!" He reached forward, where Maxim was attempting to keep it out of reached. He squirmed and dragged himself forward, out from under Oggie.

"Looks like hyu's loosink over dere!" Dimo called. "Hy bet tomorrow's cookink hyu dun effen touch his hat!"

"Hoy! Hy can manage dat, et least!" Oggie turned to defend himself.

Maxim used the opportunity to shove Oggie off and fling him onto his back. "Hoy, vhat do hy get out ov dis?"

"Snails dun get anyting out ov de bets, deys de subject ov dem."

He stood up and put his hat back on his head "So hy dun gots to cook if hyu vin?"

Dimo raised an eyebrow. "Hy tinks dat iz a goot ting."

"Hey! Umph-!" Oggie tackled him back to the floor, atop the laid out jacket and cloak.

"Ha!" He lay a had on top of the hat, pressing it over Maxim's eyes. "Iz sleepy time now, hokay?"

"Ja," Maxim nodded. He smiled. "Ja, hy's goot now."

"Great, now get hyu asses over here. Hy'm cold." Dimo dragged Oggie off of Maxim and resumed his position, half on top of the other jäger and shoved together at every possible point. Oggie lay an arm out an Maxim curled up in it, hat placed carefully above him.

A moment passed and their breathing evened. In the quiet, bugs chirped and distant sticked snapped and the whistling scream of the auralnautic owls echoed through trees. The cave wasn't as cold as stone should be.

[wishitweresummer]

Elevator Instigator (GeorgeNotFound x Sapnap)

Word count: 1982

Warning: Intense tickling. Being trapped in an elevator.

     Sapnap threw a sideways look over to George as they walked. He was still running his mouth. He shook his head and tried to just block him out. A few words slipped past his invisible defense and dug straight into his waning patience.

"Shut up bro.", he tried. George only laughed and elbowed him, continuing on. Something about his height, Sapnap tried not to listen.

     He flinched when George smacked the rim of his hat down for the third time that day, pulling it back up on his head. "Dude!", he huffed,

     Dream Team was at Vidcon together. Dream was still at one of his panels, but George and Sapnap were done for the day. Sapnap had agreed to grab lunch with the other, but was regretting it with every step. George was in his mean arc today. No matter how much he begged the other to quit, he only seemed to be egged on by his increasingly worse mood. Sapnap wasn't even responding at this point. George was just barreling on laughing to himself as he tore through a mental list of his insecurities.

     Sapnap gave him a rough shove as they got into the elevator.

"Seriously dude. Shut up.". George only scoffed and pulled out his phone, leaving Sapnap to push the buttons to the next floor with an eye roll. At least they were alone and no one else would be forced to listen to George being an idiot.

     The elevator jerked to a halt and both of them stumbled.

"What the hell?".

     They waited a few beats before looking at each other. The elevator had stopped between floors, the button of their floor still lit up.

"It stopped.", Sapnap said nervously.

"Obviously, idiot. What are we supposed to do?". Sapnap scowled at the name.

"Clearly you're the idiot. We hit the call button and tell the hotel. Idiot.".

     George crossed his arms and left Sapnap, again, to hit the button.

"Um, hi? Sorry! We think we might be stuck in the elevator? It's between floors, pretty much.", Sapnap flushed in embarrassment as he stumbled over the words. He was already nervous about the situation and being trapped with a sharp-tongued George while he was eyeing him down was making things so much worse. He longed for Dream.

     The hotel informed them that the fire department was on the way.

     "Why did you turn into a flustered mess during that call? Are you scared? Do you think we are going to plummet to our deaths?". Sapnap whipped around to see George smirking as he typed away on his phone. "I mean, we probably will. I'm telling Dream our final goodbyes right now. He's so upset we are stuck, his panel just ended.". George was all too happy to continue his negging.

"Stop trying to freak me out, you're such a fucking dick today.".

"I mean.", George sighed, slipped his phone in his back pocket, and looked Sapnap up and down. "You're like. Pocket-sized. What if I just lift you up and you crawl out through the shaft. You're tiny enough, stinknap,", he finished his insult off by smacking down the bill of his hat,

     That was enough. Sapnap was done.

     Sapnap pulled his hat off his head and slapped it down onto George's. The older huffed in protest, but Sapnap quickly tugged it down over his eyes and backed him against the wall of the elevator hard enough to shake the entire thing.

"Fucking. Shut. Up. George.", he growled.

     George gasped as Sapnap collected his hands in one of his.

"Hey!". He thrashed, trying to shake the hat blocking his vision and rip his hands from the stronger boy's grip. He didn't budge. Sapnap knuckled into ribs, startling a scream out of the other. George knocked his head against the wall painfully and sharp cackles tore out of him as he struggled. "Sapnap!", he cried.

     Sapnap used a rougher touch to tickle him then he ever had before. His knuckles jumped around the sensitive bones of the squirmy boy's rib cage. George went limp against his hold as he was thrown instantly into completely hysterical laughter. Screams echoed in the small metal jail they found themselves in.

     Immediately, George lost his ability to speak. While he desperately wanted to beg Sapnap for mercy and take back everything he said, he couldn't. He could only laugh himself silly as Sapnap took his anger out on him. As the knuckling turned into a clawed hand vibrating and jabbing at his rib cage, he twisted violently. He crumbled against it, his limp body held firmly to the wall as he shrieked with laughter.

     "You've been such a dick all day. You're going to learn how to be nice, you got that Gogy?", Sapnap growled the words. George could only squeak in response. They had lived with each other for months now and had plenty of fights. Unfortunately for George, Sapnap was a little stronger, knew exactly how to tickle him to pieces, and mad.

     Sapnap dragged up the captured wrists and pressed them to the cold wall above George's head. The brief break from the torture had the boy gasping dramatically for air.

"Don't! Sap don't!", he demanded, all too knowing of why his arms were being pulled up. His worst spots suddenly exposed.

"Even now, you're not even saying please! Just telling me what to do!". George sputtered.

     Sapnap held him firmly to the wall and drilled carefully into a wide open underarm. George lost his mind. Sapnap’s practiced fingers knew just the right amount of pressure to apply to drive him crazy. Strangled screams of laughter exploded out of him as he jumped and thrashed in place. The sound was nearly deafening as it echoed back at them.

     George was completely sure he would die under this torture. All he could see was the bill of the hat Sapnap had put on his head and yanked down. Electricity shot through his body and his wild squirming brought no relief. Sapnap was determined to keep him in place so he could take him apart for his attitude. He regretted it. He just wanted to apologize, but he couldn't get any words out. While it was absolute torture, his laughter sounded gleeful. His entire face burned at the thought. How could he get Sapnap to stop?

     Sapnap experimented exactly where to drill into George's hypersensitive underarm. Every spot seemed just as killer. George could only wail with laughter and writhe helplessly against him.

     It was beyond satisfying, for Sapnap. Better than if he would have just smacked him like he wanted to. Underneath the hat he could see glimpses of dark red embarrassment on George's face. He knew the Brit would think twice before picking on him again.

     His laugh was pretty cute too, it was cheering Sapnap up. Like, look at this weak little ticklish goofball. Sapnap could barely even remember what mean things he had been saying. He was just too precious squealing and jumping in place.

     Sapnap let his hands crawl back down and tease new spots. Poking across his collarbone had the boy trying to curl up, making things for himself worse. He tested pokes along his chest and found a few spots that pulled precious squeaks and squeals from him.

"Please! Sapnap!!", he cried. Sapnap ignored him. He focused on the underarm he had neglected before to throw George back into his screeching laughter. He wanted to make sure the ticklish little menace got the message; no more making fun of Sapnap.

     Eventually, the desperate laughter was starting to cut out into silence. George thrashed frantically as he tried and failed to avoid the evil fingers. Sapnap dropped his hand all the way down to attack his waist with tickles to startle a shriek from the boy. George shook his head as he whined through his laughter.

     They both nearly fell as the elevator jerked back to life. Sapnap released him and stepped back quickly. George pushed up the bill of the hat, wiped the tears from his face, and balled his hands into the bottom of his shirt to ground himself as he tried to catch his breath.

     They faced the doors as they were slowly pried open by a firefighter.

Sapnap and George looked at each other and then away, blushes blooming as they both realized the state they were about to be found in.

                                          -•-•-

     Dream bounced on the balls of his feet while a firefighter pried open the doors separating him from his trapped best friends. On his phone, just one text from George fifteen minutes ago.

-Me and stinknap are trapped in an elevator-

     And nothing since then.

     Dream was terrified. Every text and call he gave each of them had gone unanswered. He had reminded the firefighters that every minute or so as they worked on the elevator. Why weren't they responding to him? Dream could only think of worst case scenarios. He couldn't actually think of any reason besides the worsts of why they wouldn't be responding.

     He wrung his hands nervously and stepped close as the doors were finally pried apart to reveal the two.

     It was quite a scene.

     Sapnap stood with both his hands in his pockets, cheeks beet-red. His hair was a little ruffled and his head was missing a hat, but he seemed okay.

     George was a different story. George's appearance actually brought heat to Dream's cheeks.

     He was flushed a deep dark blush that crawled down his neck and out to the tips of his ears. His eyes stuck to the floor. He seemed out of breath and nervous, tugging at the end of his shirt with both hands. His hair was ruffled and out of sorts...underneath Sapnap's hat.

Even the firefighters seemed taken aback from the state of the two boys. Dream couldn't help his jaw from dropping at the ideas running through his head. He recovered quickly, but it didn't go unnoticed by everyone. The two boys climbed out of the elevator and thanked the firefighters. Quietly, they joined Dream on either side and started walking together.

Both boys seemed like they wanted to speak, but the embarrassment from the shocked expressions on Dream and the firefighters faces had stolen their words.

"So?", Dream tried. They both huffed in sync and instantly tried saying their piece at the same time.

"George was-".

"Sapnap is-".

They both cut off at the same time as they interrupted each other.

"Give me back my hat.", Sapnap demanded, leaning forward a bit to glare at George as they all walked.

"No! Now my hair is all fucked! Wait until we get into the room so I can fix it.". George caught a glimpse of Dream's increasingly darkening blush and groaned. "Dream please chill out you're stressing me out. Me and Sapnap were just, like fighting in the elevator.". The wording made Sapnap huff in amusement, really not helping things.

"None of my buisness, don't worry.", Dream said quickly. George groaned again, louder this time.

They reached the room eventually and everyone had mostly calmed down. Dream and Sapnap sat on the edge of one of the beds as George tossed off the hat and fixed his hair in the wall mirror. Dream couldn't help but look between his best friends again.

"Okay okay okay. Let me tell you what happened so you can stop panicking thinking I made a move on your boy or something.", Sapnap said and clapped his hands together. Dream and George both cried out at the wording, but Sapnap only laughed before launching into the story.

~•~

When Dream was done giggling, he threatened to tell the story on his next panel. Sapnap slapped his hat back over his head, confident George wouldn't be messing with it again.

And for the rest of Vidcon, George refrained from picking on Sapnap.

(Art by @kazenomegaminowanpisu )

[scythidol]

🥀 angel inspired pronouns

angel/angels . fea/feather/feathers . del/delicate/delicates . rib/ribbon/ribbons . lace/laces . frill/frills . light/lights . hy/hymn/hymns . song/songs . wind/winds . sin/sins . shine/shines . blessing/blessings . pure/purity/purities . glass/glasses . eye/eyes . wing/wings . wish/wishes

requested by : anon !

[timmy-bee]

haii !! im have 3 requests @:3 . .

001 . : a gender connected 02 veing Julie Joyful ' s kinnie with chaotic personality !

002 . : Sweetpianoplushic Julie Joyful icons.

003 . : Names & Pronouns related to Julie Joyful && Wally Darling !

have fun with it ( ^^ ) !

( ✤ ) here you go! names & prns are here , icons and gender are here && here!

☆ 🪷﹚Julie Joyful — Aria , Darla , Joyce , Gioia , Felicità , Sorriso , Zoey , Chloe , Ivy , Edith , Ophelia , Iris , Layla , Victoria , Dawn , Flora , Pearl , Hope — shy/hyr , hop/scotch , fun/funs , jump/jumps , rib/ribbon , friend/friends , flo/flower , dai/daisy , blo/blossom , cheer/cheers , joy/joys

☆ 🎨﹚Wally Darling — Palette , Indigo , Angelico , Donatella , Eliel , Florence , Valentino , Hopper , Francis , Juneberry , Periwinkle , Azure , Cobalt — hy/hym , apple/apples , paint/paints , swatch/swatches , art/arts , pal/palettes , brush/brushes , eye/eyes , neighbor/neighbors , ring/rings , dial/dials

[hydrangea-moobloom]

hy, beloved!!! i must say i love your fics so much, you have a wonderful way of weaving world-building into your fics that's so natural and seamless <3, and i *adored* your awesamdad fic with moobloom hybrid tommy. i think it would be so interesting to see your take on dsmp during eggpire and the hotel arc, when sam was growing closer to tommy. maybe even sam growing overprotective and worried over tommy, wanting to take care of him when it feels like everyone else hasn't. of coure, there's also phil, which could lead to an interesting problem if sam was looking to adopt (coughcough custody battle coughcough)

regardless, write what you would like and im sure it will be amazing!!

Echo my beloved 🥺 You are so, so sweet I'm crying Thank you for the fun prompt <333 I ended it very quickly because I realized I would end up writing 2k words if I don't stop myself LMAO

Sam watches Tommy through Nook's eyes as he works. His eyes flicker back and forth from his comm to the thick drawing paper; lines slowly merging and growing into the first, real draft of Big Innit Hotel.

Quite an undertaking it is. A living space for anyone who needs it. Transitioning from the ashes of another failed country in the server's barren landscape; a quick stop for rest while traveling; a home, maybe, for some.

His interest was captivated as Tommy explained the concept; nervous energy pouring off him in waves, knees bouncing under the table and fingers combing and recombing through his fringe of hair, catching slightly and tugging at his scalp.

He agreed instantly. Obviously.

Sam glances back at the screen, an amusement tugging at his lips. He made Nook so small, not even coming to Tommy's hip, every time the gangly teen is focused on he appears stretched tall like a giant. The pair's exaggerated height difference makes their friendship only more wholesome. The little tanuki robot happily chirps and waddles alongside Tommy whenever not directly needed by Sam. And he has more than once "caught" Tommy giving the animatronic pats on the head with a gentleness reminiscent of his old pet cow, Henry.

It's good to see him smiling again. With no slight amount of effort, Sam has to peel his eyes away from their current quest for the day: gathering the necessary blossoms to grind into dye powder. A bold and bright red would suit the hotel nicely, Sam decided very early.

His earpiece buzzes with Tommy's idle chatter, Nook's sensitive microphones transmitting easily across the several hundred-block distance. Between that and the gentle scratch of pencil and the ruffle of sheets as Sam references his notes, his workshop has an atmosphere of homeliness that he didn't know he craved until that moment.

Sam hums, relaxed in his chair, watching over the boy he'd irrationally come to care for so much. Nothing could ruin this.

Of course, that's when he hears the sound of talons. Eerie in the otherwise silence. A click-snap and jingling. A death toll since his arrival: sliding a sword between his son's ribs with love and reverence that earned him his moniker.

Sam stands from his desk, turning off the view screen on his comm and lowering the volume in his earpiece. Just enough that he can still keep track of Tommy's rambling.

"Philza," he greets blandly, a twitch between his eyebrows at how the avian snuck into his secure base.

A hollow laugh answers. Click-jingle. Click-jingle. Click. The Angel appears in the doorway, his smile crooked. "Ah. Warden. Just the man I wanted to see."

Sam detests the sly dealings that have become the norm on this server. The manipulations and games are tiring.

"What do you want?"

"Get straight to the point, don't you?" Philza says, entering the room and pacing alongside the wall.

Circling.

"I can do the same, I suppose," he muses. "I'll make this short and sweet: stay away from Tommy."

The avian's teeth snap on the name. Like he's consuming it, and Sam tenses.

"Why?" He recognizes a touch too late his mask has slipped. A note of protectiveness coloring his tone.

Tommy has nothing. No one. He doesn't need another thing ripped away from him.

Philza's eyes narrow. "He's an avian. A fledgling. He needs someone who can truly care for him."

Sam's hands ball into fists, gunpowder sparking in his chest and scorching his veins.

"Are you insinuating I can't?"

Philza's smile is cold and brutal, wings mantled threateningly and Sam reaches for his trident, knowing this is not an argument quickly resolved.

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[scytheral]

Good Morning ~ [ or Other Timezones if This Message Comes in at a Different Time ! ]．

May Adore Request Some Names and Pronouns Related to Nene Yashiro from Toilet-bound Hanako-kun ? Take Your Time, She is in No Rush !

Ah , The marionette in Charm tried ribs Best. He isn ' t Truly familiar with TBHK .. So hy Crafted this With the Best purposes. Hopes These are Pleasant. 🤍

— Nene Yashiro related Namesㅤ!ㅤ🍰ㅤ))

Autillia.ㅤAuroslia.ㅤCosy.ㅤCutesh.ㅤCutesath.ㅤDeattesy.ㅤDeathesy.ㅤEscessa.ㅤEspesa.ㅤEsperssa.ㅤEsperliet.ㅤEsperliette.ㅤEsperliennte.ㅤEsperansa.ㅤFade.ㅤHope.ㅤHopelce.ㅤHopeniette.ㅤLuz.ㅤLuzie.ㅤLita.ㅤLitta.ㅤLitanette.ㅤLuzeita.ㅤLuzita.ㅤLuznet.ㅤLuznette.ㅤLuzth.ㅤLuzire.ㅤLuta.ㅤLutta.ㅤLuza.ㅤLuzaneth.ㅤLuzaette.ㅤLuzannette.ㅤNenesete.ㅤNente.ㅤNesete.ㅤNaivette.ㅤNaivind.ㅤNaivend.ㅤNaivetté.ㅤNaieth.ㅤNicless.ㅤNailess.ㅤNaives.ㅤNicess.ㅤNicesa.ㅤNicessaㅤNirosa.ㅤKindete.ㅤKindeteㅤKineteㅤOunestㅤOunestte.ㅤPerluz.ㅤPerlinda.ㅤPrihope.ㅤRosal.ㅤRosalie.ㅤRosil.ㅤRosilenne.ㅤRosantil.ㅤRosentil.ㅤRomanticeㅤRomante.ㅤRoslietteㅤRosice.ㅤRossnnice.ㅤRosace.ㅤRose.ㅤRossa.ㅤRosa.ㅤRosym.ㅤRosene.

— Nene Yashiro related Pronounsㅤ!ㅤ🍰ㅤ))

Sh♡ ﾉ H♡rㅤRos ﾉ RoseㅤSun ﾉ SunsㅤLuz ﾉ LuzesㅤMor ﾉ MortiㅤㅤMorte ﾉ MortesㅤSkull ﾉ SkullsㅤDea ﾉ DeathsㅤSun ﾉ RisesㅤCrus ﾉ CrushㅤPisc ﾉ Pisceㅤ🎀 ﾉ 🎀sㅤ🧸 ﾉ 🧸sㅤ🌷 ﾉ 🌷sㅤ🩹 ﾉ 🩹sㅤ🌤 ﾉ 🌤sㅤ💌 ﾉ 💌sㅤ💬 ﾉ 💬s

01 : Any can Be replaced By any other Pronouns. Example : Sh♡ ﾉ H♡r -> H♡ ﾉ H♡m -> V♡ ﾉ V♡r -> X♡ ﾉ X♡m .. Etc.

02 : Names can Also be Changed. Can have Things removed or Added. Example : Rosym -> Rosymmne -> Rosynie .. Etc.

03 : Basically , just Have fun !

[gamerkitten]

9 Ship Songs pt 2

Pt1

Meet Me At The Bar

Angel With a Shotgun:The Cab

//I'm an angel with a shotgun

Fighting til' the wars won,I don't care if heaven won't take me back. I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe,don't you know you're everything I have?//

Levitating:Dua Lipa

//You want me? I want you,baby.

My sugarboo, I'm levitating

The Milky Way, we're renegading

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah//

Fuck Up The Freindship:Leah Kate

//On the edge of my seat;I'll wait for the outcome,If we ever have one.Let me take the lead,you follow me closely,But come on and show me.//

Like Real People Do:Hozier

//I knew that look dear;Eyes always seeking,was there in someone that dug long ago.

So I will not ask youw hy you were creeping; In some sad way I already know.//

House on Fire:Rise Against

For some post-game angst

//I thought that we would build this together,but everything I touch just seems to break.

Am I your sail or your anchor?

Am I the calm or the hurricane?//

Kiss Me You Animal:Burn The Ballroom

//Kiss me you animal,I need to take you in real slow,Cause dying on your lips is how I wanna go.

Connect with the sound you're making,Connect with my body, whoa.

Kiss me you animal and don't ever let me go.//

Ribs:Lorde

//You're the only friend I need,sharing beds like little kids, and laughing 'til our ribs get tough.

But that will never be enough.//

Nothing's Gonna Hurt You Baby:Cigarettes After Sex

//Nothing's gonna hurt you baby, as long as you're with me you'll be just fine. Nothing's gonna hurt you baby, nothing's gonna take you from my side.//

Just Give Me A Reason: Pink,Nate Ruess

More post game angst!

//I never stopped, you're still written in the scars on my heart. You're not broken, just bent, and we can learn to love again.//

[arecaceae175]

Whumptober Day 11: Self-Done First Aid, Sloppy Bandages (Wild & Hyrule)

AO3 link. Trigger warnings: sort of graphic description of injury.

Wild jogged happily through the forest, Hyrule close by his side. Their escape plan had been successful and they had spent the whole afternoon exploring the wilderness of the surface of Sky’s Hyrule. It had been easy; the rest of the heroes were preoccupied with strategizing and planning and listening to Sun’s plans for the future kingdom.

Despite mostly coming to terms with his adventure, and the circumstances leading up to the Calamity, it still hurt to hear Sky and Sun talk about building Hyrule. The beautiful kingdom they were so excited to create, that they were putting their very souls into, would one day fall apart at his hand. 

Ganon’s hand, a voice in his mind, one that sounded suspiciously like Flora, supplied. Not yours.

Hyrule had been able to tell that he was getting overwhelmed. Hyrule was intuitive, that way. He always knew. So, the two of them had devised a plan to escape and explore the forest. 

“What’s that noise?” Hyrule asked, slowing to a stop. Wild stopped beside him. He hadn’t noticed anything, too caught up in his thoughts. He could clearly hear the sounds of monsters ahead, now that he was listening.

“Sounds like bokoblins, or something,” Wild answered. 

“Should we find another way around?” Hyrule asked, glancing back in the direction of their camp. 

Wild’s sword arm twitched. He would love to fight something right now. Wild shook his head and peered through the branches of the trees. He quietly laughed in surprise. 

“Those are bokoblins from my Hyrule. We can take them,” Wild assured. Hyrule hesitated for one more second, then shrugged and pulled out his sword. Wild grinned wickedly, then leapt into battle. 

It didn’t last long. Between the weak monsters, Wild’s manic energy, and Hyrule’s magic flame, they deftly dispatched most of the horde. Soon enough, only a gold bokoblin remained. Wild was closer, so he charged in, madly swinging his sword. He slashed at the bokoblin’s chest, then rolled to the side to avoid its spear. He jumped to his feet, just out of range, when he heard Hyrule’s cry. 

“Wild, behind you!”

Wild didn’t have time to react before he felt a sharp pain on the side of his head and everything went black. 

The first thing Wild became aware of was a sharp pain in his side. He gasped, hands shooting to the wound. Wild rolled to his other side, knees bent and toes curled into his boots. He allowed himself two deep breaths before he pried his eyes open to assess the situation. 

Wild glanced around the clearing and found it empty. The monsters were gone, leaving nothing but black dust where their bodies fell. Hyrule was nowhere to be found. 

“Hy-” Wild broke off into a cough. It only made the burning, shooting pain in his side worse, and tears sprung to his eyes. He took another deep breath, cleared his throat, and tried again.

“Hyrule!” He called weakly. There was no response. 

Wild glanced around the clearing one more time, but there were no clues as to where Hyrule might have gone. Wild felt panic and worry spike in his heart. Hyrule wouldn’t have just left, especially not while Wild was so clearly injured, so something must have happened to him. 

WIld forced himself up on his elbows. His side screamed, and he felt blood pooling between his fingers where he held the wound. He needed to take care of that wound, and fast, or he would be no help to Hyrule. Wherever he was. 

Wild finally looked down at his injury. He had a deep gash along his side, deep enough to see the bone of one of his ribs. The end of the wound was jagged, as if it had been pulled away abruptly. Blood flowed freely from the wound, bubbling on his side and creating a puddle beneath his chest. His ribs were surely cracked, but he didn’t think they were broken. 

Wild flopped onto his back and patted his waist blindly, grabbing for his slate. He opened the inventory, hoping desperately for a potion, or a fairy, or a hearty meal, anything. The inventory was nearly bare. Wild would have laughed, if the situation weren’t so dire. All he had was half a potion with minimal healing properties. He had planned on stocking up in Skyloft, tomorrow, he now remembered. He cursed himself, already hearing Twilight’s lecture in his mind for running off empty-handed. 

Wild selected the potion and ripped the cork off, chugging it immediately. He let his arm fall onto the dirt as his side began to stitch itself together, staunching the flow of blood. It wasn’t much, but the blood slowed to a trickle and the pain decreased enough that Wild felt like he would be able to move. 

Gritting his teeth, Wild pushed himself into a sitting position. He pulled his cloak off his back, and wrapped it around his torso. He tied it into a tight knot, biting down hard and scrunching his face against the spike of pain. It was better than bleeding out. 

Wild took a final deep breath to steel himself, then pulled himself to his feet. He leaned on a tree for support as his head spun madly. The world tilted, his vision darkened at the edges, and nausea rose in his throat. He forcibly swallowed it back. No passing out, he had to find Hyrule. 

He blinked rapidly, willing his vision to clear. After what felt like a lifetime, leaning against the tree and taking deep, measured breaths, he was finally able to focus his gaze. He looked over the clearing with a more keen eye than before, taking in every detail. 

There!

Just behind him, Hyrule’s sword lay discarded on a pile of leaves. Wild pushed himself off the tree and stumbled over to it. As he neared, his blood ran cold and panic spiked. The sword teetered on the edge of a cliff, the tip of the blade extended over a sheer drop.

To be continued :) 

[ponybulletmoved]

Independent rp blog for my fantroll Adjaxi Cavalo

jake/house/cain - 23 - hy/hym/hys (aux he/him)

I don't rp smut at all with anyone don't bother asking. No racism/transphobia/pedophilia. don't follow if you're proship. I also play @truckbed @gravegobemouche @g4m38l0rg and many others!

Disclaimer: Adjaxi was raised exclusively around purples and clowns, and while he is someone who strongly identifies as a pacifist, he is constantly on guard. Not to excuse his behavior, but much of his "jokes" or "ribbing" come from his paranoia or lack of empathy. He overall means well, but he is unpleasant, as most trolls on alternia are. He is based off of Ouma Kokichi from DRV3. I do not like that game.

cw: paranoia, and general "mind player" behavior, an idolization of apathy, lies, etc. i don't know.

more info on Adjaxi

Adjaxi "Adja/Jaxi" Cavalo is a 10 year old teal blooded troll who's been essentially "bumming" around Alternia, he's been a streamer in the past though he's recently started to lay low, due to his new job as a jewel theft. He lives with multiple other trolls, Saihje(olive), Kitthi (purple), Astron (purple), and Chance(indigo). Jaxi is obsessed with a famous troll detective named Ermine, and his partner Lyrika and would do almost anything to get their attention.

Adja has a lot of very intense, and very hidden opinions about how Alternia is ran, and identifies in secret as a staunch pacifist. Despite this, he likes to puff out his chest and act invincible. It's how he learned to cope with living with a pack of clowns for a good majority of his life, and is what's gotten him through living on alternia up until now.

[lilacfarm]

need a toxic line cook butch bf with another boi’s name tattooed on hys neck and calls the white ribbed tank top a “wife beater”

[itocaci]

春には青を

こんばんは。

・

早速だが、本題の前にまずは明日からの営業予定のお知らせだ。

・

3/6 (月) 〜 3/12 (日) 営業予定

3/6 (月) 13:00 〜 20:00

3/7 (火) 13:00 〜 20:00

3/8 (水) お休み

3/9 (木) 13:00 〜 20:00

3/10 (金) 13:00 〜 20:00

3/11 (土) 13:00 〜 20:00

3/12 (日) 13:00 〜 20:00

・

すっかり春らしい、心地の良い日も多くなってきた。

そんな気候に合わせて、徐々に店内も春の仕様へと変えている。

ぜひ、散歩がてら遊びに来てみてはいかがだろうか。

さて、春になると僕は青の服を纏って出かける日を必ず作る。

桜が咲くと、毎日のように街を彷徨し、桜のある風景を楽しむのだが、必ず、1日は青のアイテムをメインにコーデを組んで桜の淡いピンクとのコントラストを楽しむ。

・

なぜ、春に青のコートを着るのだろうか。

・

ずっと前、と言っても10年は経っていないけど、確実にお店をオープンさせる前のことになると思う。

何の本だったかも思い出せないのだけど、家族皆が青色のコートを着て、満開の桜の木の下に立っている写真を見た。

淡いピンクの花びらに覆われた世界に、青空のように映える青が、これまで見てきたどんな青よりも美しく、鮮烈に記憶に刻まれた。

以来、僕もその家族に習って、桜が咲く季節になると青のアイテムを装いに取り入れるという日を作るようになった。

・

昨晩、家で可能性のありそうな本を色々と捲ってみたのだが、見当たらない。

それでも、あの写真が僕に与えたインパクトだけは覚えているのだ。

そんな訳で、今日は皆さんに春に楽しめる青のアイテムをご案内させていただこうと思う。

まあ、こればっかりは好き嫌いもあるし、似合う似合わないもあるかもしれないので、絶対にオススメですと皆に向かっては言えないけど、もし良かったらチラッと見てみて欲しい。

hatsutoki : w-face ストール (藍染) ¥19,800 (tax in)

hatsutoki : alps カーブパンツ (藍染) ¥42,900 (tax in)

まずは"hatsutoki"から藍染の2着をピック。

藍が生む青ってなんでこんなにも惹きつけられてしまうんだろうか。

遠くからでも目を引くような青ではないんだけど、ずっしりとした存在感が藍色にはある。

英語では「ジャパンブルー」なんて呼ばれるらしい。

私たち日本人が、古来より最も親しみのある染料の一つでもある。

そんな藍のアイテムを身につけて、日本の春の代名詞でもある桜を見る。

なかなかと粋な桜の楽しみ方ではないだろうか。

osakentaro : rib knit cardigan (blue) ¥38,500 (tax in)

YUKI SHIMANE : Cindy Sweater ¥28,600 (tax in)

続いてはニットアイテムをピック。

まずは、"osakentaro"のリブニットカーディガン。

目の冴えるようなブルーが装いにアクセントをつけてくれる。

徐々に暖かくなってきたものの、朝晩はちょっと寒かったり。

なので、お花見シーズンにも活躍するようなアイテムになるのではないだろうか。

ちなみに、ちょっと着丈は短めだけど、僕は男性にもこちらのアイテムをオススメしている。

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"YUKI SHIMANE"の"Cindy Sweater"は、春夏にもニットを取り入れた装いを楽しめるように。

そんなデザイナーの創意工夫が詰まった1着となるのだ。

袖はざっくりとしたメッシュ編みになっているため、風通しも良く、初夏にも着用できてしまう。

今の時期や、桜を見る頃だと、ちょっと肌寒そうなので、インナーにニットやブラウスを合わせていただくのはどうだろうか。

季節の移ろいの中でインナー調整を頂くと、装いの幅も広がる1着だ。

Fumiku : Flower Satin Long Sleeve Dress ¥42,900 (tax in)

サテンと呼ばれる光沢のある素材を用いたワンピース。

袖のドッキングや同素材をアシンメトリーに重ねたり、ゴム紐で強制的にドレープを生み出すデザインなど、随所に"Fumiku"らしいデザインが施されている。

ちょっと渋い花柄が、そんな遊び心あるワンピースに引き締めを与えている。

春の訪れを祝うように、花柄のアイテムを纏って春の世界を楽しむ。

そんな気持ちと共に、このワンピースを着てお出かけしてみてはいかがだろうか。

amachi. : Packable Meeting Shirt ¥41,800 (tax in)

青空のような美しさを持つ"amachi."のプルオーバーシャツ。

"Meeting Shirt"は、”amachi.”の定番とも言えるアイテムの一つで、毎シーズン素材を変えながら登場する。

僕はこの秋冬に黄色のウール素材の"Meeting Jacket"を購入させていただいた。

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オーバーサイズでゆったりと着用できる1着なので、男性にはもちろんだけど、当店ではこちらを女性にもお薦めしている。

ざっくりと羽織って、肩で落としてゆるーく着用した時のシルエットは、むしろ女性が着用した時の方が好きかもしれない。笑

インナーにシャツやニット、ロングのカットソーなど季節に応じて調整いただくと春から夏にかけて活躍してくれそうだ。

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こんな青空のような美しさを持っているのだから、まずは桜を見に行くとき、ぜひ装いに取り入れてみてほしいアイテムだ。

M THING : HY-D BARK ¥57,200 (tax in)

最後に。

ちょっとずるいかもだけど、デニムもブルー。

そんな訳で、かなり強烈なインパクトを与える"M THING"のデニムジャケットをピック。

春夏になると、こういった色落ちしたデニムを装いに取り入れたくなるのは僕だけだろうか。

もし良かったら、そんな色落ちしたような淡いブルーのデニムパンツに、このジャケットを合わせてデニムのセットアップなんていかがだろうか。

さて、今日は「春には青を」という、誠に勝手なテーマでアイテムをピックさせてもらった。

でも、どうだろうか。

同じ服でも、季節や風景が変われば印象も変わる。

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最近、僕は服を自己完結というよりも、この季節のこの場所に、どんな痕跡を残せるのだろうかと考えることがある。

そうすると、一層、今日はこの服を着てあそこ行ってみようとか、そんな面白さがある。

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正直、かなりマニアックな楽しみ方ではあると思うけど、もし良かったら、春に青のアイテムを着て、桜を見てはいかがだろうか。

淡いピンクと青のコントラスト。

きっと、美しいひと時を楽しめるはずだから。

それでは次回もお楽しみに。

P.S. こんなに青、青、青と言いながら、今日の僕はめっちゃ黄色でした。。。