#The Green Pinafore

[zoesrepository]

Sophie Schumacher

[mumintroll]

my outfit today is soooo suzy moonrise kingdom coded

[crossingdesigns]

earth day set ✿ by darling.crossing on ig

[mididressobsessed]

Source: gaala.com

[aimeedaisies]

Love Anne's outfit for the young enterprise at the university of selford business school, she's looking so chic, snazzy

Anne is a fashion icon 💯

✨ Here are a few of my favourite fashion moments from her ✨

In no particular order

I am still waiting (not so) patiently for a proper photo of this look 😍

PURPLE COAT 😍💜

Plus a lot of these she has worn several times over several decades!!!

[andromedasummer]

Where do you normally buy your clothes from??

ever since they upgraded to a bigger store that sells their outlet stuff, a large part of my wardrobe has been dangerfield stuff. specifically princess highway though i have a couple of pieces from revival/black friday. its not the only store though. gorman is another store i have one or two things from?

i also get stuff from an independent store called fin which specializes in mostly one of a kind or limited amount of clothes the owner has sewn/knitted themself (i think???) also some funny lil jewelry. (specifically i like their sweater vests theyre very creative and comfortable), another independent store called chilli which gets in a lot of unique pieces from korea and is owned by an artist who sells her paintings and jewelry from there (also has very nice knitted pieces) and then ANOTHER independent store called thrift which focuses on secondhand american vintage (will never forget the 3 massive patched leather indycar jackets i found they were heavy and like $300-400 )

but the problem with those stores is that usually every single bit of clothing is unique and theres no guarantee you will find something you like, esp if youre like me and only buy from the smaller sale rack (the idea of paying like $100 for a shirt gives me severe anxiety i dont have that kind of money)

i only go clothes shopping every like.... 3-4 months? pretty much for each season. but only for things i need. i.e, i had no long sleeve shirts. autumn just started. so i bought long sleeve shirts. i also needed a maxi dress for all seasons, bought that. also needed a new knit, and to branch out with the colours i wear, so i did that.

i try to list what i have and the colours/style of theae things and then what i need and visit the stores i like every two to three weeks to see what is new in, what the style/theme of the clothes are and then wait until what i like and need of the new stuff is fully on sale in 2/3 months.

so like, now ive got some pieces i can mix and match with what i have and be set until winter rolls around. im probably gonna need to get a proper overcoat as last winter i went without and it was cold. also need to keep an eye out for a smaller but equally as warm jacket for days when a full overcoat is too formal/too much. im gonna need some proper thick woollen tights because winter here is wet and miserable and i'll be out every week working by then. finally i need a new pair of shoes because my docs are gonna need repairs on the toe and theyre my only boots + theyre so dark and navy they dont go so well with my light coloured clothes. so im going to keep an eye out on the stores around my city as they start to stock warmer clothes and note down when anything i like matches my needs and around when it'll go on sale.

[karathraces]

i have a gryffindor scarf i bought before all of The Shit and it’s handmade and yarn and i don’t want to waste it but i wonder if i could dye it because it’s yarn but is there a way to like.. dye stripes neatly bc i’d like it still to be striped honestly

[funnygirlthatbelle]

the singin' in the rain purple dress is easily the film dress i've most consistently been obsessed with over the years- which is ironic, because it's the exact opposite of what would be flattering on me

[catwyk]

em and mallory glass!! i drew the original maybe a month ago now, but i finally scanned my traditional stuff for paintovers :] design notes below the cut!!

their clothes are loosely based on some of mine and my brother's slightly more formal clothes from when we were <10y.o - a scout uniform and school pinafore respectively. em's ascot is shorthand for "rural formal" to me

the pattern on em's collar also features on my katabasian designs

the pattern on mal's collar is the same as the broken traditional pattern on faulkner's high katabasian robes, as foreshadowing for her losing her faith

mal is painted wearing greens because she is born to the land. em is blue, because he is born to the water

em is meant to vaguely resemble faulkner. he has dimples, freckles, and similar feature + face shapes

despite the dour air over them, this is just a grumpy boy not wanting his picture taken and his sister caught between his bad mood and her nana's stern direction - truly honestly nothing bad happening to them at this moment. im pretty sure there are pictures of my brother and me with the exact same vibe

[maddascanbe-blog]

I can't believe they cheated us so hard on Sabrina here (and Rooster Bold, and Caprikid, and Minot-). They didn't give her a transformation sequence, and they even gave her miraculous to 2 other people! It's one thing if it was Ladybug and Chat Noir using them, but no. Both Alix and "Adrien" got to use Barkk's miraculous!

I don't think anything about any of the designs really scream Dog to me, but I think Sabrina's was the best in concept out of all of them. I think part of it is the colors, Plagg has the distinction of being specifically a Black Cat which combined with the green eyes makes it hard to mistake what animal the miraculous is based on. But Barkk has very similar colors to the Fox miraculous, and that definitely makes it harder to tell.

Personally I think basing the dog miraculous on a Dalmation, Cocker Spaniel, or Basset Hound.

But anyway onto the dog miraculous, I think I will also be changing the power. Instead my idea was that once the ball connects to something it can lead the dog user to the object via a trail only the user can sense. But the condition is, they have to know what object they hit. If they intend to track a person, they need to know that person's identity. So if Hawkmoth appears they would need to hit his cane or his miraculous in order to track them. But the trace on the cane would wear off as soon as he de-transforms. The one on the butterfly miraculous would last longer, but would wear off over time meaning he would just have to keep moving until then.

Gabriel is aware of this power, and knows it would be very useful if he could get his hands on it. But the risk is pretty high for him as well, since if they manage to trace his miraculous he'd be in trouble. So Hawkmoth is hesitant to appear in person.

As for Vanisher, I based on design on the Invisible Man. Specifically the 2005 french cartoon of the same name. I recommend it, I love Alan so much. She can appear as just the hat, glasses, gloves, and coat. Or she can turn completely invisible The akuma is hidden in the pin on her hat.

I like Sabrina's preppy style, so when I saw a pinafore dress in this dark orange shade I knew I wanted to use it for her Miss Hound design. I also love the beret, I wish they didn't steal it for Cani-girl. I did tie her hair back and altered the shade of orange to a more auburn shade. Her ball is attached to her bow, and I decided to keep the thigh high socks since they were cute.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

The road leading up to the castle is long. (i.e. It has to be plowed in winter.)

Welcome to Bedford Castle in Bedford, WY. (That's what the desc. calls it, but a plaque says 'Heiner Castle.') It's a fairly new castle, built in 1992, but it's pretty impressive inside, for certain reasons, not all of them great. It has 5bds, 7ba and they're asking $14M. Well, it's on 40 acres of land, too.

It's built among the pine trees and mountains of Wyoming in the background. It looks a little like an Austrian castle. Can you imagine yourself running, dressed in a pinafore, singing "The hills are alive with the sound of music?"

In the summer, it looks like the Emerald City. We're off to see the wizard.

The grand entrance stairs. There's supposed to be an elevator somewhere.

In many ways it looks like a castle, with stone arches, but I like a more medieval look, with dark wood.

I wonder if the big lion would convey.

Check out the great hall/living room. It's kind of rustic, but with stone castle pillars.

Large dated kitchen. It looks like a house kitchen, not particularly castle-ish.

The dining room has a big fireplace with a modern insert. Is it me, or is that table ridiculously high?

Now this is a castle. Big white stone fireplace and columns. Very nice. Love the blue chandy.

Looking up at the mezzanine.

Here's the elevator. I can't tell where it's located, though.

Winding castle stairs.

What is that thing? It looks like a trapeze. Do you have to grab onto it and hoist yourself up?

Assuming that you got up here, this must be the primary bedroom.

I'm gonna say that this treacherous ladder, that looks like it has rollers for steps, goes up to the kids bedroom.

They have a bunker style room.

Very large bath. Dated. When you build something like this, you gotta think timeless. Oak cabinets w/carved fronts was a trend that quickly went out of style.

Here's another bedroom. I like the fireplace mantle with the thick columns.

And, this is one of the other smaller baths. Actually, I thought that was the elevator when I first saw it.

Metal stairs to the tower. This is super cool.

40 acres in Wyoming would be beautifully green in the summer.

But, you gotta be into snow, too.

https://www.trulia.com/home/2150-robinson-ln-bedford-wy-83112-299621690

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Deuce, Sebek: Like a Flower, Forever Blooming

Why does it look like Deuce is proposing to you with a tray of donut rings— WEH 😭 The birthday boy looks so handsome and gallant!! (Not usually the kind of comment I make for Deuce cksbsksnw) For some reason I tend to really like Deuce’s birthday cards…

His groovy is kinda funny too; Deuce looks like he wants to fight Alice… Interesting, because Ace acts in Alice-like ways, and he and Deuce are constantly bickering www

A Tale as Old as Time.

A girl found herself wandering into an enchanted garden. She was a tiny thing in her blue dress and pinafore, smiling sweetly at the colorful blooms surrounding her. They bore faces, those flowers—eyes, noses, and mouths, their expressions varying from curious to snarky.

The sunshine of the girl’s long locks, a youth sparkling with sensibility. They were a familiar sight.

It’s something straight from a story back home, Deuce thought.

He scrounged around for a smart comment to demonstrate his wit, his maturity. At last, he settled on: "I had no idea there were so many different looking flowers. I can barely name a few kinds.”

A dismissive grunt sounded.

"Hmph! You hail from the Queendom of Roses, don't you? And Heartslabyul is famous for its roses as well. You should be more familiar with the flora!" Sebek scolded him with a frown. "Have you no pride for your country or dormitory?! Truly, your behavior is beyond the pale!"

"I just never really paid much attention to the flowers before... I'm not the kind of guy with a green thumb. The most I do is paint the roses when the dorm leader tells me it's my turn."

"Unbelievable!! You disparage the noble perennials with that flippant attitude of yours!" Sebek shook his head. “Were you to lay your gaze upon Briar Valley in the springtime, you would surely come to appreciate them."

“Pere-what?”

“Perennials!!” Sebek folded his arms. He lifted his chin. “Don’t tell me you’re unaware of what they are! You must not be very well-read, human!!”

“O-Of course I know what they are!” Deuce stammered. “Wh-Who hasn’t heard of a para-knee-old before?!”

His fellow first year casted a doubtful look at him.

“… Okay, maybe I don’t,” Deuce admitted. His shoulders deflated along with his defiance.

“Perennials,” Sebek smirked triumphantly, “are flowers that return year after year. Roses are among them, but there are many others that fall into the category.

“When they bloom in the warm season, it is a scene to behold, a feast for the eyes! Then, come fall and winter, they wither and fade… and in spring and summer, they are born again! It is a most glorious, never-ending cycle.”

“Ah, so they live and die, then they’re brought back to life. Over and over… Endlessly?”

The gears in Deuce’s head slowly turned. Their teeth clicked into place, sparking a realization, a light in flickering on in his face.

“Oh?" The smugness in Sebek's voice was front and center. "Have you been swayed already? It certainly didn’t take much to persuade you.”

“I think I get it now, Sebek. Flowers are cool after all!” Deuce slammed a fist into an open palm. “Growing, getting older, dying, and coming back to life again… They’re like phoenixes!”

“In what way are flowers like phoenixes?!” Sebek bellowed, his volume shaking the paintings lined up on the walls. His words, however, seemed to fall on deaf ears.

“I wanna be like that too!! As tough as a flower that bounces back year after year!” Deuce passionately declared. “If I get knocked down, I’ll just get back up again! There’s gonna be no stopping me!”

He paused. "... Do you think I should add some flaming flower decals onto my Magical Wheel?"

"You've failed to take to heart a single insightful thing I've told you!! I would hardly consider this a revelation!" Sebek groaned, a hand upon his temple.

Typical foolhardy human, he surmised with a scoff. But still, he could sense a fighter when he saw one. The determination in Deceus's eyes was unmistakable. A blue-green as sharp and as clear as a cloudless summer's day, like a sword cleaving the heavens in half.

He had seen it many times over.

It was the look of a warrior.

"Listen here, human! There are a great many number of opponents in this world whose power may rival or even exceed your own. When you should encounter such strong foes… I hope you stand your ground. To betray your own promise would be disgraceful!”

“You saying I’d go back on my word?! No way! I definitely won’t run. That’s a coward’s way out.” Deuce grinned daringly—dangerously. “No matter what comes my way, I’ll own up to it. I’ll take it all on!”

[upsidedownwithsteve]

ok hear me out. girl dad steve but the little girl is just so wednesday coded. i cri

the crossover we didn’t know we needed.

Margot had grown into four year old who was incredibly in tune with the world around her. She was smart, creative and amazing at communicating with the people in her life.

She loved the outdoors and her nightlight that shone stars on the walls of her room, she loved her stuffed bat from uncle Eddie and she liked it when Steve played his old records, the snap and crackle of them.

She didn’t have to always be happy about it all though.

Steve’s daughter had taken after her mom in that sense, her little features more often than not, looking a little sullen. But her chubby cheeks and wide eyes made her look more comical than scary, not quite at your level of chilling.

Not yet.

And on this rare Saturday where you’d had to get called into work - an emergency - your boss had said, Steve said goodbye to you at the front door, Margot by his legs, arms wrapped around his knees.

He’d kissed you goodbye, never getting over the feeling of you leaning into him, softening even though you’d spent the morning scowling as you packed your bag with files and lunch - and a tiny mason jar that seemed to be filled with some dirt and what looked like a bone, but Steve didn’t ask.

Margot had granted you a kiss goodbye too, lips pouting ‘cause she hated when you left but Steve ushered her back inside with the promise of a day of fun. At her choosing, of course.

“Alright, sweetheart,” Steve told her, “what d’you wanna do today, huh? We could bake some cookies or visit uncle Eddie? Or, or we could see what uncle Dustin is doing, maybe he’d meet us at the park. What d’you say?”

Steve looked down at the toddler, smiling at the sight of her still wrapped around his legs, chin resting on his thigh as she peered up at him. She was contemplating his options with a somewhat serious frown, a tiny stitch between her brows. Her hair was a still a mess from bed, the curls that formed around her neck and ears staring to look more and more like his every day.

“Can we go t’woods?”

“The woods?” Steve repeated, shuffling forward until Margot got the hint and stood on his feet. “What do you wanna go there for?”

Steve walked as Margot clung, only lifting her when they got to the stairs and the tot squeaked when her dad wrangled her over his shoulder. She clung to his hair as he jogged up to her room, setting her on her bed as he dug for suitable clothes. And a hairbrush, ‘cause you’d have stern words for him if you came home to your baby with tangled curls again.

“Bugs,” Margot said plainly, still staring up at her dad, unblinking.

Steve sighed. “Bugs? What do you want bugs for?”

“They’re cool,” Margot told him, sounding far too exasperated for a four year old as Steve offered a pink and red striped sweater for her to wear. “I don’t like that sweater.”

“But aunt Robin bought it for you,” Steve tried to bargain.

She merely scrunched her nose in distaste, an action that immediately made her look like a carbon copy of you and Steve would’ve sighed if it didn’t make his heart ache.

He was soft. Too soft, Eddie told him, especially so considering he had two girls that were partly made from ice.

“Okay, you pick.”

It surprised no one when the girl pointed to the black pinafore that hung too high for Margot to reach, but as Steve brought it off the hanger, she scampered to find a shirt to wear underneath it.

“But, bugs?” Margot reminded him, throwing a dark, dark green jumper on the floor by his feet. “I need mo’ bugs.”

It was a wrestle to get Margot dressed, the kid not really wanting to stay still as she tried to reach for the tiny net that hung behind her door, mumbling about her ‘bug boots’ at the same time.

“Baby, what do you need bugs for?” Steve tried not to sound too impatient, but he recalled a time when you once led him into the woods. He came away with pockets full of tiny bones and no explanation, and to this day, he’d open drawers in the house to find a little femur or two. “What’re you doing with the bugs?”

“S’a secret,” Margot told him solemnly and there she went again, staring up at him with an unnerving stillness.

“Margot, baby, you gotta blink more,” Steve muttered, barely paying attention as he tried to grab her tiny hand through her sleeve, pulling it through properly. “And you don’t get to keep secrets from your dad.”

The girl fluttered her lashes and Steve hummed his praise before dropping a kiss to her head and searching for the brush.

And when Steve returned to tame her bed head into two pigtails, his daughter just shrugged and mumbled, “I jus’ like bugs.”

[poppletonink]

Dark Academia Fashion: A Guide

Imagine a Victorian woman, walking down the street in her blouse and petticoat, basking in the beauty of nature. Picture a university professor in a button-down shirt and tweed jacket, pondering life, the universe and everything within it. Consider the appearance of a starving artist, pouring their soul into their creations and staring wistfully into the distance. Dark academia is the aesthetic that encompasses all of these people. It combines the soulful desire to learn with a romanticisation for autumn and winter.

Though education is at the heart of dark academia, as a shared desire amongst all followers of it, fashion plays an important part in the romanticisation of the aesthetic. Ideas about dark academia's fashion typically stem from clothes referenced in what is often deemed The Holy Trinity of Dark Academia: The Secret History, Dead Poets Society and Kill Your Darlings. It also means dressing as though you have reversed time and now live in your favourite era of history, be it Victorian England or the times of the Renaissance.

The colour palette of the aesthetic is usually rich, dark colours - shades of brown, and beige and the darker hues of reds, greens and blues. These colours often appear as solid, colour-blocked elements of an outfit, though patterns such as tartan, plaid and argyle are also depicted frequently within a dark academic's lookbook.

In its time-twisting nature, the fashion of the dark academic aesthetic often allows its wearers to appear as an old professor or detective would. Blouses and button-down shirts are frequently paired with long, dark trousers, plaid miniskirts or flowing maxi skirts, creating a formal and classy impression. Waistcoats, blazers and tweed jackets are often worn, which furthers the image of elegance and beauty associated with the aesthetic. Some wear trench coats, creating the mysterious allure of an old-timey detective. Others wear pinafores and sweater vests, as though trapped in time, still wearing components of a child's school uniform, but with a much more sophisticated feel.

Outfits are often accessorised in a way that would suit an academic, allowing for practicality to meet fashionable flair. Shoe choices typically follow the pattern of either Mary Janes, Oxfords, loafers or Dr Martens, all of which amplify the class of the outfit. In addition, jewellery such as pearl earrings and necklaces are worn, as though heirlooms of an old-money family, or lockets containing pictures of loved ones. Furthermore, briefcases and leather-strapped watches add another layer of usefulness to the outfit, allowing the wearer to carry all items needed for their classes and to be well aware of the time when under the constraints of a deadline.

As we head towards the heart of autumn, dark academia shall see its typical surge in popularity, and in all its stylish beauty and timeless wonder nobody should complain.

[bee-can-art]

It's taken me two weeks but I finally finished all of my qsmp egg human designs!!!

I have a lot to say about the design choices I made, so I'll put those under the read more if you want to hear my headcanons!!

• Click for better quality (17/07/2023)

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Some general headcanons:

• In order of shortest to tallest it goes: Bobby, Richalyson, Gegg, Tallulah, Tilín, Trump, JuanaFlippa, Pomme, Chayanne, Leonarda, Ramón, and Dapper.

• All of the eggs when found were wearing the same white vest/t-shirt and black shorts combination; along with their unique accessories. Any clothes that they're currently wearing, were gifted to them by the player characters.

• All of the eggs are the same age, and are all related (pretty sure that's canon tho).

• The eggs take on physical features from their parents, as an survival instinct. This includes basics such as hair and eye colour. But also includes things such as height and hair type.

• Eggs who's parents are avian/have bird-like features (such as wings), will adapt to have the same wing type as them. This also applies to other eggs, who are taken care of by avian players (see: Tallulah has dragon wings, but is growing black and golden feathers on them).

• The lower half of the eggs are dragon-esque; with scaley legs and clawed feet. The colour of their scales and number of toes that they posses are fixed and cannot be changed. Their ears and horn are a unique shape and colour, depending on the egg. The horns will continue to grow into adulthood.

They also have more naturally sharpened nails (like claws (but not sharp enough to hurt)).

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Tallulah

• Wears one of Wilbur's yellow sweaters, the sleeves often hanging over her hands. The red dress she wears is actually meant to be a pinafor, which is a staple part of a primary school uniform, here in the UK. They're most commonly grey, which I originally coloured it but it didn't look right, so I changed it.

• Has a freckle under her right eye (to her) that matches Wilbur, but also has a reverse freckle pattern of Quackity (I'm a tntduo-er (sue me)).

• Due to being cared for by Phil, she has begun growing small, black feathers on her wings. She also has a few golden ones, which started appering whilst trying to get Quackity to confess to Wilbur.

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Chayanne

• Takes after Phil the most, due to Missa's absence. This includes his wings becoming feathered crow ones, growing feathers on his face and tail, and has a hair and an eye colour to match Phil's. He also has a matching mole.

• Sometimes wears a helmet made from a large eggshell, painted to look like a skull (a nod to Missa and the fact that the eggs are... well, eggs). The skull on his t-shirt is also a nod to Missa (but he defo got it from Phil).

• His duck floaty has been replaced by a yellow hoodie, tied around his waist.

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Tilín

• Remember how I said that the clothes they wear were given to them by their parents? I like the idea (and think it's very in-character for him) that Quackity basically said, "I don't have any clothes for you, so just wear this until I find some", giving Tilín one of his jackets, and then they Tilín passed away before he could get him something else.

• He and Tallulah are the same height (again, I'm a tntduo-er (yes I am aware that Tilín's other parent has been confirmed to be Luzu, but this is my post so SHUSH). Also, similar to Tallulah, they have the same freckle pattern as Quackity, and an opposite placed freckle (under their left eye) to Wilbur.

• Has golden wings and feathers on face. Doesn't has a tail, due to low placement of their wings.

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JunaFlippa

• Wears one of Slime's white t-shirts with the three red hearts. Also owns a pair of Mariana's red gloves (not included in the drawing).

• Her wings have small holes in them, due to going to hell and coming back again.

• Gun.

• Her hair colour is closest to Slimecicle's, but it's unknown why her eyes are green (not brown like Mariana or blue like Slime).

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Bobby

• The smallest of all the eggs.

• From Jaiden he has her wings, bang and hair sprout pattern and colour. From Roier he has his multiple eyes (bc spider), eye colour, and wears one of his bandanas like him.

(I forgot to include the paint stains on his clothes, but he has those too).

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Leonarda

• Has small, rainbow mushrooms growing from their horns.

• From Foolish she has wings of gold (yes, you heard me. Leo's wings aren't like Tilín's with golden feathers, but are literally made from gold (yes she can still fly with them)). From Vegetta they have his hair and eye colour.

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Trump

• Was given one of Dan's turtlenecks and jackets, which were never replaced because, 1) Dan went "missing", 2) he [Trump] died before getting anything else.

(On another note, it was so wild for me to draw that jacket. I used to be a HUGE DanTDM fan, and the last time I drew fanart relating to him was in 2016/17)).

• Took after Maxo in hair and eye colour.

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Dapper

• The tallest egg (bc qBBH is one tall motherfucker). • Obviously, all of his features come from BBH, including the shape of his horns and the shape of his tail.

(if you were to put Dapper and BBH next to each other, Dapper would literally just look like a tiny BBH).

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Pomme

• Her beret isn't all black like her egg model, but looks like a red apple.

• Has split-coloured scales (one side blue, the other red) to match the placement of the markings on her egg model.

• Has golden duck wings to match Baghera. I went back and forth on whether to give her those or the butterfly wings she wears in-game. But I like the idea that those are more simialr to those fancy-dress type ones you can buy.

• The bottom of her dress has an apple stiched onto it.

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Ramón

• Second tallest egg.

• Yes he has hair under the hat (I haven't made him bald, don't worry). The hat itself is a nod to Spreen, who is his other parent but hasn't logged on in a while. His general outfit is also mean to have belonged to Spreen, as his Minecraft skin is just a bear in Steve's clothes.

I changed the pants, and added a white shirt and monocle because I like the idea that he's a bit of a fancy boy.

• The moustache on his egg model is represented in his hair, which you can see sticking out from under the hat (bc, like Chayanne, I had no idea how to get it to work in a logical sense).

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Richarlyson

• The second shortest egg.

• I'll be completely honest, I have no idea where the prosthetic leg headcanon came from for him, but I liked it so I included it. The leg I gave him is a running blade, as he is a fairly active kid.

• His hair covers his eyes, but underneath they are brown.

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Gegg

(Yes I'm including Gegg, shush)

• His whole body is green goop. This is how qSlime would also look, but it's easier for him to have his skin appear human, when at his "correct" size. When he [Slime] becomes over emotional/damged, his skin becomes more slime like.

Gegg is qSlime's way of coping with both his own daughter's loss and also his own self image. Because of this, he is always in a state of hurt, and this is refelected in Gegg's physical appearance.

• Has sticks sticking out of him, as well as visible bones, rocks, and other debris within his body. They get stuck in his him, in moments where he has a hard time controling the stickiness/consistency of his body.

• Doesn't have horns, wings, or a tail like the other eggs. Instead, he wears a pair of green, fancy-dress, dragon wings. It's obvious to other players/eggs- because they're on the outside of his clothes- but no points it out.

• Jorts.

• His t-shirt says "gegg" upside down, because he wrote it on himself, whilst wearing the shirt.

• No nose. His eyes also hover inconsistently over where his hair should cover them. His glasses are also just qSlime's.

• Gegg for president.

Here's the full lineup, for anyone who read alllll of that :D

[onceuponaoneshotfanfic]

Tricks & Treats

A little Halloween blurb featuring Roy & Bucky! Takes place after the events of Something There, so spoilers for chapters 11 & 12 I guess? Thank you to @infinetlyforgotten for helping inspire the idea!

0.9k words Warnings: Flirting & teasing, language, some oral (f receiving)

Something There Masterlist

“Come on, Bucky!”

I laughed and leaned down to link my arm with Pheobe’s. “I don’t remember Dorothy and the Wicked Witch skipping together in the movie,” I joked to the little green girl. I glanced over my shoulder. “Do you, Scarecrow?”

Roy scowled at me, his grim face nothing short of comical with the straw-filled pointy hat and painted face he’d let me put on him earlier that evening. But when I raised my eyebrows at him, he let out a heaving sigh and linked up on Phoebe’s other side. Together, the three of us strolled arm in arm to the next house, where Roy and I watched Phoebe hustle up to the door to get her candy.

I leaned close to Roy and wrapped an arm around his middle. “Having fun?”

His eyes trailed down my blue-and-white checkered dress. “Do we really have to go to the party after this?” he grumbled. “I just want to go home and wipe this shit off my face.”

“Roy,” I cooed mockingly, giving him a squeeze. “Don’t you want to see adorable Dorothy become grown-up Dorothy for the party tonight?” I wiggled my foot at him. “The ruby slippers are going to turn into red stilettos. Gonna need someone to carry me home once they kill my ankle.”

The corner of his mouth ticked upwards, mimicking his raised eyebrows. “One hour. Then it’s no fucking place like home, got it?”

Once Phoebe was satisfied with her haul and had been dropped off with her mom, we quickly stopped to freshen up before Keeley’s annual Halloween bash. I changed into the shoes I’d been teasing Roy about and switched out the knee-length pinafore I’d been wearing for one that stopped midway down my thighs.

Roy raised his eyebrows at me when I found him waiting in the living room. “That’s so fucking unfair, babe,” he groaned, brown eyes raking over my body. “You sure we have to go to this shit?”

Smirking at the exact reaction I’d been hoping for, I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the door. “Let’s go, Kent.”

To no one’s surprise, Keeley’s party was a real rager. The club she was hosting it at was packed with people- Greyhounds, Whippets, celebrities, friends. We wandered around, Roy’s hand on my lower back, greeting familiar faces over the pulsing music. Roy managed to grab us a couple of drinks, which I convinced him to bring to the dance floor; ever since our first date, there one where he took me back to the club we’d met at, I loved getting Roy to dance whenever the opportunity presented itself.

Despite his good-natured eyerolls, Roy leaned close to me as we danced, letting his hand wander a bit more than was appropriate in public. But, between the alcohol and the music and his warm touch, I didn’t care one bit. I pressed my back to him, closing my eyes with a smirk as we moved to the music. I knew by the way Roy grinded against me that he’d make me pay for all this torture.

Sure enough, exactly sixty minutes after our arrival, Roy interlocked his fingers with mine.

“Hour’s up, Coach,” he hummed.

Roy liked to drive fast in that big, stupid car of his. And it was especially true tonight as he nearly ran a few red lights and treated the speed limits like suggestions. The entire time, his hand gripped my thigh, fingers digging into my skin. His jaw was set, gaze straight ahead, looking more like he was preparing to enter a championship game than just driving home with his girlfriend.

“Roy!” I squeaked as he nearly yanked me out of the car once he’d parked.

With his hand firmly on my ass, he practically sprinted to the front door. He unlocked it in record time and slammed it behind him. Relief crossed his face for a fraction of a moment before being replaced with pure lust and desire.

“So fucking mean,” he growled, pressing my back to the wall by the front door. “Wearing that fucking dress, dancing with me the way you did.” His mouth found my neck. “What did I do to deserve that, Buck?”

Despite the fire that was starting to spread over my skin, I rolled my eyes in annoyance. “Don’t call me Buck, Kent.”

His breathy chuckle tickled my neck. “Sorry, darling.” His hands wandered up and down my sides, gripping the blue and white material. “Just looked so fucking good tonight. Forgot my fucking manners.”

When his fingertips grazed the bare skin of my thighs, I let out a deep sigh. “Bedroom?”

To my surprise, Roy shook his head. “Can’t fucking wait that long.”

In an instant, Roy was on his knees in front of me, tugging my already short skirt up to reveal the red lace I’d put on with him in mind. He groaned when he saw the material, reaching out to press one finger to the damp spot he’d caused. Without warning, he lifted my leg- the one with the shit ankle- over his shoulder, leaving me attempting to balance on one stiletto. As if he knew I needed help, he tightened his grip on my hips before pressing his mouth to my clothed heat.

“Fuck!” I gasped as my hips instantly jerked against his face. “Shit, Roy-” With a blissful sigh, I threw my head back, gripping his curly hair tight.

His tongue tugged the material aside, exposing my cunt to his hot breath. “Hello, gorgeous,” he hummed, planting a deep kiss to my pussy lips. “My little Halloween treat.”