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boneless-mika · 11 months
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I finally got Fashion Dreamer!! I always thought the facial hair looked a little weird and when I was making my first muse I realized that’s because the facial hair is painted on while the hair is sculpted so there’s a sort of dissonance there. Still had to give him an iconic villain mustache (for some reason my go-to when I make me in games, I can’t actually grow facial hair lol)
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strawberryteabunny · 7 months
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my friend and I went to the opening of Nicolette Lim’s show at Happy Gallery Chicago yesterday! Everything was so beautiful 🖤🥀
I love how three-dimensional the art pieces are and parts of the drawings/frames remind me a ton of lolita rectangle headdresses <3 This is the second show we’ve been to at this gallery and they’ve both been so cool!! The artist also does tattoos and has a tumblr blog @nicolettelim-tattoo
Coord rundown:
JSK: BTSSB Velveteen Frill JSK
Blouse: Gunne Sax
Bloomers: Fan+Friend
OTKs: Metamorphose
Headdress: unknown
Shoes: Vivienne Westwood
Usakumya: BTSSB ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡
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heyhylix · 3 months
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Y’all remember that post about really specific mundane superpowers? I think mine is that I have encyclopedic knowledge of every single piece of clothing in my closet and nigh perfect recall of how much each cost me
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ZZZ Headcanons
Help this game has taken over my free time I love these characters sm <3 Billy Soukaku and Ellen my beloved
Nicole: has a not so secret hobby of bedazzling anything and everything. It’s a real problem in the Cunning Hares apartment, nothing is safe from pink rhinestones and stickers
Anby: cracked at rhythm games to an alarming degree. Can do a 2 person extremely hard DDR song all by herself
Billy: I don’t know how they did it but they programmed an android with autism. Has his own version of a skincare routine which is basically just maintenance on all of his tiny mechanical parts. Can also gain power multiple ways, including solar power. The apartment complex where the Cunning Hares live had a blackout once and everyone used Billy as a personal charging port. Nicole promised to pay him in Starlight Knight merch.
Nekomata: cuts her own hair and offers to do it for other people. DO NOT trust her when she says she’s good at it
Grace: did gymnastics as a kid which is why she’s able to pull off a ton of backflips and flexible maneuvers in battle
Anton: uses actual cement to keep his hair spikes in shape. Koleda caught him in the act once and instead of chewing him out, she decided to apply some to her own hair and now they’re cement combover gang
Ben: is completely vegan and loves chilling at hot springs a lot. Still sleeps with stuffed animals btw
Koleda: I’m making it canon right now Koleda is trans and you can’t do shit about it. Also has welding as a hobby and made most of her accessories from scratch
Corin: when not in Victoria Housekeeping Co uniform, is a Jfashion junkie. I’m talking super dedicated Lolita fits, menhera inspired clothing, the whole shebang. She ofc designs a lot of her own stuff like her bear backpack and is also responsible for a lot of the accessories Victoria Housekeeping Co wears (Rina’s bows, Ellen’s shark jaw head and neckpieces, Lycaon’s eyepatch and tail straps). She also has a massive crush on Ellen and is too scared to admit it
Rina: has a fur allergy and can’t keep animals around. Which also means she’s allergic to Lycaon. She has to take so much Zyrtec before clocking in but has such a good poker face that Lycaon has no idea. Ellen knows tho
Lycaon: specifically wears the heeled boots and has his odd posture because he’s self conscious about his digitigrade legs, he thinks they’re unsightly for a butler of his standing to have. He also tries to encourage Ellen to wear a long maid dress like Rina does to hide her tail.
Ellen: coincidentally falls into a lot of shark stereotypes. She loves seafood, has to constantly be fidgeting or she feels like she’ll go mad, and the kicker, she gets frenzied around blood, or if the thing she’s fighting puts up a struggle. Corin accidentally cut her hand while repairing her saw blade once and both Lycaon and Rina could barely hold Ellen back once Corin began bleeding. Ellen feels awful for scaring the already timid girl. Corin secretly thought it was hot and would die on the spot if anyone knew that
Soukaku: despite being a huge foodie this girl cannot cook for shit. Is also physically cold to the touch and during the summer her coworkers will ask her to hold their drinks because they’ll stay cold. Soukaku always secretly sneaks sips every time they do this to her.
Miyabi: has the worst sleep schedule known to man. Sometimes you’ll find her awake at 3AM and conked out by 4PM, other times she goes to bed at 8PM and wakes up at 4AM. It’s inconsistent and irregular and a gamble trying to contact her outside of work because she might not even be awake
Harumasa: GAY GAY HOMOSEXUAL GAY. Also pretty cracked at chess and other strategy games. Is also a major old fashioned guy and doesn’t own a lot of modern technology. He’s not into retro or old stuff, he just doesn’t like new stuff
Yanagi: her glasses are fake. When she was younger she needed them, but her vision had naturally gotten better over the years, so she now wears contacts, but for some reason still insists on wearing her glasses. Loses them constantly during battle.
Lucy: even though she was forced to play piano as a kid, she really wanted to be a sporty girl and play stuff like soccer and baseball. Now she has the freedom to take part in the sports she likes and watch them surrounded by the people she likes
Piper: insanely picky eater to the point it drives Lucy up a wall. Is also picky about a lot of other things, like how different fabrics feel, different comfort levels of chairs and beds, girl is a complainer and will always find something to complain about
Lighter: has a side gig as a tattoo artist, has really stable hands too
Soldier 11: has 5 younger brothers, a younger sister, and 2 older siblings who she doesn’t see super often. Has divorced parents who also liked to adopt, which is why she has such a huge family. Her younger brothers love it when she comes home and plays secret agent military with them
Seth: can’t drive. That’s it send tweet.
Qingyi: is outwardly dismissive of meditation tricks and hacks and tips but utilizes that shit in private ALL the time.
Zhu Yuan: shares the vegetables she grows in her garden with all her neighbors. Is also a REALLY good cook to the point people have encouraged her to potentially consider a different career path
Jane Doe: the rat girl has pet rats go figure. But in all seriousness she’d die for her little guys. She has a white one named Cocaine and a brown one named Tobacco and a gray one named Crystal Meth. She thinks the names are hilarious and every time she introduces the rats to other people their facial expressions are priceless
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Murasaki (on the right, top 2 rows) and Himeko (last row) wear Antique Beast’s vampire princess op.
You can’t really see Murasaki’s dress in the bottom photos but I wanted to include them to show how it can be styled.
Edit: new lolita added!
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scaredpigeons · 9 months
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A debt, repaid.
If you’d like, please read the sequel, A debt, recurrent.
BSD Ogai Mori x fem!reader
NSFW 18+ MDNI
Authors note: I do not under any circumstances condone the actions of this character. But I’ve realized that being able to interact with things that have caused me trauma in a fictional and safe space makes me incredibly horny. He’s so icky. And I’m so uncomfortably horny for him.
Word count: 2k
Synopsis: after he saves your life, you decide to offer the boss of the port mafia something he can’t refuse.
CW: consensual seggs, reader wears Lolita style outfit—but thats as far as I take it with that. Calls Mori a pervert a bunch. Oral over the panties, heavy on the dirty talk, groping. Reader is described as smaller than Mori, use of nicknames (darling, little one, pet.) pussyjob, cumming on the v and panties, just general nasty shit. Please read responsibly.
The leader of the port mafia doesn’t often enter his bedroom to find surprises. He prefers things to be well within his control, and you were far beyond it, much to his simultaneous pleasure and displeasure. 
“I—“ he starts, not expecting you to be sitting in his bed, not expecting you to be wearing… that. 
“Before you even start,” you cut him off. “If you take this too far, say some nasty perverted shit like I know you want to, I’ll leave immediately, but not before kicking you in the balls for good measure, boss or not.” 
He looks at you, dressed in a puffy pink dress— far too short with many frills and bows. His eyes wandered to your legs, tucked up under you and squeezed into stockings that ended at mid thigh, the lace white and delicate. Your hair was— oh your hair was in pigtails, with pretty pink bows and he knew exactly what you were trying to do. 
“What is it you’re doing, exactly?” He asks anyway, teasing you. 
You had the gall to look embarrassed, and he found himself thinking that you would look rather innocent and demure if it weren’t for that mouth of yours. 
“You… I hate owing favors to people, and I still haven’t repaid you for saving my life.” You looked down at your hands, twiddling with a frill on your dress, and oh, how he wanted to ruin you. 
“But what do you give the man who has everything when you have nothing?” You said, a bit smaller than before. You were shrinking. It seemed you thought he was displeased. 
“Yes, what do you give the man who has everything?” He stepped closer to the bed, removing his coat before throwing it on the chair beside him. “You decided on offering up… yourself?” 
You flinched, shrinking in on yourself once more and balling your hands into little fists. 
“Listen, I know I’m a little old for your preferences, you fucking pervert, but this is all I could—“ 
He cuts you off with a hand to your chin, and he marvels at how your eyes glisten, wide with confusion as he smiles down at you. 
“Assumptions, assumptions.” He clicked his tongue against his teeth at you, shaking his head. His thumb trails up against your bottom lip, loving the smear of the gloss you applied there. 
“Such fire for such a tiny little thing. Even in the face of exorbitant danger, you’re still letting such filthy words spill from such a pretty little mouth.” 
He tilted your head up, making the curve of your throat available to his gaze. 
“Yes. This will do very nicely, how thoughtful of you to cater to my perversion.” 
He’s mocking you, and from the sight of your face reddening, you’re very aware of that fact. 
“Well? What did you have planned, pet?” He asks, tilting his head with a devilish smile. 
You mumbled, unable to meet his gaze. Oh, how he loved how shy you were getting now that your actions were finally catching up to you. 
“Hmm? Speak up, little one.” 
“I was going to offer to… suck you off. I guess.” You said, squeezing your eyes shut. 
“How impersonal, darling. And here I thought you wanted to repay me?” 
You gawked, trying to rip your head from his grasp. 
“Listen, asshole. I think that’s more than enough to—“ you yelped as he tackled you to the bed, pulling you on top of him and making you straddle his chest in what felt like one smooth motion. 
You squeaked, flushing even darker as he ran his hands up your thighs, pushing up the dress and smoothing his hands around your waist as he squeezed, smiling up at you. 
“M-mori, I—“ 
“Do humor a perverted old man, won't you?” He leans forwards, making you squirm as he brings his face to the apex of your thighs, taking a deep inhale against the lace covering your core. “Ah, how I love the look of lace on your skin, little one.” 
He licks along the fabric, making you bite down on your lip to silence yourself as he fondled you. You’d come into this expecting to get him off and leave, owing him nothing. 
But this? 
“B-boss.” 
He looks up at you, eyes twinkling in the moonlight streaming through the curtains. You thought he looked more youthful in this moment, something was brighter in his eyes. It scared and aroused you at the same time. 
But then his smirk was back, and the lines around his eyes grew more prominent, and you were once again reminded that this man was likely old enough to have fathered you. 
“Say my name again, pet. Not my title. I thought we decided to take a more personal approach?”” 
“M-mori.” You whimpered as he ran his nose along the fabric covering your clit. This fucker was hitting every sensitive spot without giving them the attention they were crying out for, and you were afraid that you were going to soak through your panties and embarrass yourself. 
He licks the fabric then, making you keen and writhe in his grasp. He lets you suffer with the muted stimulation and pushes deeper, tonging along your covered core with vigor. 
You squirm, grabbing at his wrists in an attempt to steady yourself, but he just flips you over, now hovering above you. 
He wraps his hands gently around your throat, not squeezing, but it's a jarring reminder of just who this man is, what he’s capable of. 
“Shall I continue, little one?” He smirks, so cocky, so egotistical you want to kick him. 
But god, if you aren’t wet. 
You nod, unable to meet his eyes. 
He squeezes his hands slightly, leaning more of his weight into them. 
“Say it.” He demands, still smiling. 
You feel like you want to deny him, want to kick and scream and tell him to fuck off, but you can’t. Strangely, you’re enjoying this, enjoying being under him, enjoying the look in his eyes. 
He saved your life, you owed him, but this suddenly felt like much more than the repaying of a life debt. 
“Please,” you whispered as you met his eyes. “Keep… keep going.” 
“And spoken so politely, too.” Mori said, taking his hands away from your throat. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were enjoying yourself.” 
You grumbled, folding your arms across your chest. 
“Keep pouting like that and I’ll find better use for those lips.” He said, sounding stern enough to have a tinge of fear course down your spine. 
He pulled your arms away, leaning down over you to pull on the bodice of your dress, mouthing at your neck. 
“So obedient,” he said, moving to your collarbones, tugging the dress down further to expose the swell of your breasts. “So charming. You make such a good pet. So entertaining for me.” 
You squirmed as your breasts popped free from the offending fabric, and his hot mouth came to claim them. 
He continued to tease you as he suckled on your taut nipples, making you moan and writhe in his hands. 
“You know, I’m glad I was the one who found you, who killed those men who were holding you captive.” He said between nibbles and sucks. “I got to see the satisfaction in your eyes as my scalpel cut into their throats.”
“Boss, please—“ 
He moved lower, kissing over the fabric of your pretty little dress. Over your stomach, down to your thighs, kissing the skin that was popping out from those tight, tight stockings. 
“And I hate to think how wasted your kindness would be if it were one of my subordinates who saved you,” he smirked, licking the hemline of your lace panties as he stared up at you, holding your gaze. “Would you have repaid them the same way? If it were Chuuya? What about Akutagawa? What about the lower ranking scraps of the mafia? Would you be so kind to them, too?” 
“No!” You shook your head, finally, finally starting to fall into the headspace he had been pushing you towards. He could see the tears forming in your eyes and he so desperately wanted to lick them up. “No, no. It’s just…” 
“Just… just what?” He hovered over your core, eyeing you darkly, watching you slip and fall. 
“Just… just you, just for you, sir.” 
He smiled, exhaling deeply against you. “Just for me.” 
He pulled back suddenly, making you whine as he unbuttoned his shirt, throwing it off the bed. 
“What is it, darling? What do you need from me?” He teased, wanting to see how far you’d go. 
Much to his pleasure, you lifted your dress further, your thighs squirming and rubbing together so lusciously that he caught himself licking his lips like an animal. 
“Please… sir. Please touch me.” You sounded so small, so broken with desire and it stoked the fire burning inside him. 
He unbuckled his belt, watching your eyes follow the movement as he pulled himself free, stroking along his length as he watched you.
“I’ll give you what you want, darling. Don’t worry.” 
You squeaked as he brought a hand down to lift your panties, shifting forward to run his cock along your folds as he let the fabric fall back down to cover the both of you, though with his size, it only really covered part of him. 
He threw his head back a bit as he thrusted himself along you, feeling your wetness coat the bottom of him, while the lace of your panties rubbed against the rest. 
You moaned so unabashedly as he pushed the hot head of his cock through your folds, running delicious pressure against your clit. 
“There you go,” he breathed. “Such a good girl for me. So soft.” 
You squirmed, but he could tell you were doing your best to stay as still as possible. He hoisted your legs up, still fucking along the outside of you without reservation, thoroughly enjoying himself despite not being inside you yet. 
“M-Mori- its,” you choked, eyes blowing wide. “I’m gonna—“
“So pent up that you’re already there, pet?” He smirked, watching your eyes roll back as he kept the pressure, kept running his thick cock against you. 
And you came, oh did you ever cum. He watched as your body twitched and writhed, and he had to hold your legs tighter to keep you from slipping away. 
You moaned without shame now, crying out to him in your pleasure as he just kept going. 
“Good girl, so good. Keep taking it.” He could feel himself getting closer, the dual sensations of your slick folds and the lace panties were just too much, the visuals of you beneath him like this were too much. 
“Look at you,” he said rather breathlessly. Your hair was mussed, dress bunched below your tits and above your stomach, the white lace doing nothing against the wetness the both of you had created. You looked good enough to devour. 
“I’m going to cum all over this little pussy, all over these pretty little panties, and you’re going to sit in them while I decide what else I’m going to do with you.” 
You whined as his thrusts stuttered. 
“Oh yes. I'm far from done with you,” he breathed, leaning closer as he neared the edge. “So fucking good, so good for me.” 
You keened, another smaller, duller orgasm overtaking your shaking frame. That was what threw him over the edge, and he pulled back, lifting up the lace to stroke himself all over your wet folds, painting them in white. 
You twitched as he finished, body jolting in the aftershocks as he placed the panties back down over you, smearing his mess along the lace. 
“Wait here a moment, darling.” He said, pulling his belt free and tucking himself back into his pants. “I’ll go get us some water.” 
“You’re… not gonna get a cloth?” You mumbled, still in a daze. 
“Whatever for?” He said, standing from the bed. 
“To, you know, clean me up?” 
He smiled brightly, tilting his head and closing his eyes in what was surely a mocking gesture. 
“Certainly not. I told you, you’re going to sit there while I decide what comes next.” 
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The sequel piece, A debt, recurrent is now available. Dark content warning. Enjoy!
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ayylovley · 7 months
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Could you do some windbreaker characters with a fem s/o that likes to wear lolita dresses :) you can choose the windbreaker characters I can’t decide they are all so hot ^ - ^
Yess hope you enjoy ✨
𝔚𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔵 𝔏𝔬𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔪 𝔰/𝔬
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✧.* JayJo
Once he saw you for the first time he’s bug-eyed and curious. Normally your style isn’t common so you stand out a lot. Some people around you compliment you and ask where you got your outfits. Others are annoying and mean and want to make fun of you and sometimes it’s very subtle. But Jay is very observant and can see the talking shit behind your back, and he’s not going to have any of it. Even if he doesn’t know you that well your style grabbed his attention, so little by little he’ll start talking to you. Being one of the people that compliment you but something was different with him, his smile was warmer and his body language exposed slight interest. Whatever you wear is his excuse to talk to you, for example if you’re holding an umbrella on a nice day he wants to talk about your outfit and then ends up asking more questions.
Conversations become about what type of music you guys like, what artists, recommendations, anything you recommend he will listen to it once he��s at home while he’s studying. But he can barely concentrate because you’re on his mind constantly. The music turns into eventually exchanging phone numbers to talk more, Jay is trying to stay friends for very long though because a month later he asked you out. Now that you guys are dating anything you wear he loves, even looking up the Lolita style online to search for dresses and accessories and send you pictures of them ‘Do you like this?’ ‘This reminds me of you.’ ‘I think you’d look good in this one’
He’s more protective of you because ain’t no way he’s gonna let anyone make fun of you now. Warnings and threats can turn into physical fights because people are so petty. He teaches them a lesson though, and he’s extra romantic with you afterwards. He admires your confidence and how you embrace yourself he doesn’t want that to end. A confidence booster, for sure. He’s your biggest fan, probably wants to take pictures of you a lot. Even if he doesn’t show it, trust me he’s obsessed with you and wants to be around you every second of every day
(That was long idk what happened just brain meats poured scenarios out of my head)
✧.* Vinny Hong
(This got a bit angsty)
Ok Vinny isn’t going to be as… responsive to how he likes your style, but he still thinks it’s really cool. If you’re dating him since he’s poor he’ll feel guilt for not being able to afford to buy you more outfits but at least he can afford flowers that match the color of what you’re wearing that day on a date. Whatever he can’t afford, he comes up with a plan to give whatever he has. He acts cold but he genuinely cares about you and wouldn’t want to lose you for the world. If you’re still dating him when he’s rich that’s when he’ll spoil you. He doesn’t expect anything back he just wants you to be happy.
You won’t be able to see Vinny as much due to crew business, but once he makes time for you he doesn’t want to leave you. These times are actually the hardest because if he’s going through it he will want to hold you. No need for words when you finally see each other he just wants to be in your arms again. And once he has to leave again he is even worse than before, your smiles just give him peace and comfort again and he needs that more than ever.
✧.* Dom Kang
Dom is simping… you’re a goddess to him that whenever he sees you he gets flustered and embarrasses himself a little. He’s not shy about showing how much he loves you, random kisses, hugs from behind, lots of compliments. He likes to brag and show you off (didn’t mean to reference the Doja Cat song lmao) But seriously he does… Especially when you’re rooting for him during the tournaments and he wins. He’s proud of himself and especially when you shower him with praises and hugs. Watch him melt and turn into a puddle.
✧.* Shelly Scott
One of the most romantic characters and your biggest supporter. If you don’t pull the strings she does and a lot of the times being the flirty one. You got her attention with your stand outish style like Jay. She genuinely wanted to be your friend at first, but she fell first and she fell hard. You fell hard too from how her charismatic personality and caring so much was pulling you in. It’ll take a little longer to confess to each other because you both assume you might not be into girls. But with little hints from Shelly, it started with subtle flirting comments like “If you were my girlfriend I’d spoil you.”
Finally she got the courage for just one date and see how it goes. Pretty much by the second date you’re official. She’s a bit clingy but that’s just her way of showing that she loves you. When she was training hard twitch her dad to help Humming Bird unfortunately she couldn’t reach out to you much but would send occasional texts like ‘😚’ or the cutesy love gifs
✧.* Wooin Yoo
Wooin might fun of you… Especially when he met you, but in his head he thinks he looks good and he can think it’s pretty hot that you don’t care what people think. And just like Dom, I feel like he enjoys when you watch him during his races. But compared to Dom, Wooin is kissing his own ass, “did you see how awesome I am, babe?” So you’d probably be mostly quiet until he’s done talking about himself or notices that you’re not saying anything to hype him up and comments on it
If someone made fun of you that’s when his limit comes because only he can make fun of you. He doesn’t care who it is even if his crew were to make fun of you. Though that wouldn’t really happen because 1. They know Wooin would be pissed 2. They actually don’t care how you dress. Surprisingly when you spend more time with The Sabbath Crew they aren’t as mean as you thought. Well, compared to your own boyfriend. But really when it comes to Wooin he is on high alert when you’re out with him making sure no one is looking at you the wrong way
✧.* Joker
Joker is the quiet type. But he’ll make up with it with physical touch and kisses. Just like Wooin he can’t stand it when people talk shit. Except Wooin doesn’t get into fights unless he’s provoked to, Joker on the other hand is violent. So he isn’t giving any warnings he’s giving a punch to a face. If you tell him that you don’t like when he gets into fights he will just not do it in front of you
On the cutesy side of things you met his brother and he thought you were cool. And his new puppy might finally have a babysitter while he’s in tournaments if you’re ok with it. If not he can just take the puppy with him like usual. Now he has someone to gush over animals with.
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jjkamochoso · 2 months
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Hii again! Question, would you write requests for any other Hunter x Hunter characters? I know a lot of people (including myself) would prefer to only write for characters they like so I wanted to ask beforehand!! Anyways onto my request, could you write a Feitan x Reader who really likes 'cute and pretty' things, and ends up finding a boutique that specializes in sweet & cute gothic lolita fashion after a mission? Maybe on a walk back to the base, it catches her eye, and she just has to stop by while Feitan just sighs and follows along. Take your time and thank you!!(´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)
Hello!!! So glad to see you’ve requested something else, I’ve been itching to write for Feitan some more and you always have the best ideas!! In regard to your question, I would definitely write for other HxH characters! I won't write for Killua or Gon but I’m open to Kurapika, Leorio, or any of the Phantom Troupe! I can’t guarantee they’ll be the most in character the first time I write but I’ll try my best :)
Thank you so much for your request, I hope you like what I’ve written for you!!! Much love🫶❤️
Girly Girl!
Fluff
Feitan Portor x f!reader
Warnings: small mentions of violence
You walked down the busy street, your fluffy skirt swishing against your legs with every bounce of your steps. Your companion was quietly striding next to you, his hands hidden away in his pockets and his mouth covered by his cowl. To everyone passing you on the street, you were sure you couldn't have looked more out of place, but that couldn't have bothered you two less. Your style was one that garnered attention everywhere you went; you were always adorned in things like pretty bows and sweet dresses that highlighted your equally adorable personality. Even as a member of the Phantom Troupe, your enemies seemed to frequently underestimate you because of your appearance, but that didn't deter you, especially when it was their blood splattered on the floor by the end of each mission, not yours.
"Oh my gosh, Feitan!" you exclaimed, gasping loudly. "Look at this cat! Isn't she the cutest?"
You picked up the small creature in your gentle grasp, holding it up to your face to get a better look at it as it pawed at your long and sparkly dangle earrings.
"Street vermin. Has fleas and now so do you," he stated plainly, his eyes blinking with boredom.
"Aww, you're no fun," you moaned, giving the cat a few scratches under the chin before setting it back on the ground. You continued on your silent journey back to base, stealing glances at Feitan every once in awhile. You had always found him to be extremely handsome and, as a self proclaimed lover of pretty things, what better way to spend your time than gazing at the prettiest man you knew?
"You stare too much."
"It's not my fault you're just so cute that I can't look away."
"Disgusting," he said, doing his best to hide any exposed skin under his cowl so you didn't see the blush reddening his cheeks.
"It's such a nice day out," you blabbered on, "with so many gorgeous flowers surrounding us. Did you see them?"
"Mhmm."
"Oh!" You tugged on Feitan's sleeve, an action he would gladly slice someone's arm off for—if they weren't you, of course. "Can we go in here? This bakery is just so quaint!"
"No." His reply was as short as he was.
"How about here? You can't deny that a trip to the bookstore would do us both some good."
"I no need more books."
"Everyone needs more books," you muttered, watching all the city's best shops pass you by. All of a sudden, you caught a glimpse of an extravagant window display and let out your second loud gasp of the day.
"I. Have. To. Go. In. This. Instant," you said, your eyes alight with wonder. Feitan furrowed his brow. You were practically salivating in front of a boutique that had mannequins dressed in gothic lolita outfits, much like the one you were currently wearing.
"What wrong with clothes you have now?"
"Nothing," you whined, trying to convince him with your best pleading eyes and pouty lips, "but I want to shop around for a few minutes. Please?"
Feitan was certainly no pushover, but there was no way he could deny you anything when you were looking at him like that.
"Fine," he grumbled, trailing after your cotton candy perfume that signaled you were already through the store's doorway, "you lucky I like you."
When your eyes landed on all the different racks of clothes and accessories, you had to fight the urge to squeal in excitement. Without any hesitation, you scooped up as many articles of clothing that your arms could wrap around and immediately ran into the dressing room. Feitan rolled his eyes at your childish behavior, but he was secretly interested to see how everything looked on you. He stood as still as a statue, his gray eyes locked on the dressing room curtain you had disappeared behind.
“Hello sir! Finding everything okay?”
One of the store’s workers had approached him, making him scowl. He hated socializing.
“Yes. Waiting for her.” He nodded in your direction.
“Great!” exclaimed the woman. “Let your girlfriend know it’s buy one get one 40% off on everything in the store. I’ll be happy to help if you need me!”
His fingers twitched with the urge to slit the worker’s throat for her nosiness and unwelcome assumption, but with much reluctance, he resisted and opted to nod in acknowledgement instead. He didn’t want you to be banned from a store that brought you so much joy.
“Okay! What do you think? This was my favorite out of everything,” you said, emerging from the dressing room in a black dress with white lace trim and a white petticoat peeking out from under the voluminous skirt. Feitan didn’t believe in gods or heavens, but he could’ve sworn he was staring at an angel.
“Tch. It okay, I guess,” he said, averting his gaze from your figure to focus on something to the side of him. He didn’t like the effect you were having on him in that new dress. His heart never beat that quick unless he was met with the tantalizing promise of torturing some poor soul; there was no reason for him to get so worked over some girl. The thing was, unfortunately, you weren’t just some girl to him; you were his whole world, his greatest treasure. He’d rather die a thousand miserable deaths than ever admit that out loud, but it was the truth.
“I’m gonna buy it,” you decided, yanking the curtain closed again. Feitan wanted to slam his head against the nearest shelf out of frustration; how was he supposed to focus on a mission if you were wearing that?
After you got dressed in your own outfit, you hung up the other clothes on the return rack and hugged the dress you chose close to your chest, giddy to have a new item for your closet. You raced to the check stand and before you knew it, you were a proud owner of a new dress.
“Thanks for letting me stop there, that was very sweet of you,” you told Feitan, the pavement of the street leading you back towards the base once more. He was seemingly ignoring you until he spoke up again a few minutes later.
“There was sale happening. Buy one get one 40% off.”
You scoffed, a frown appearing on your face. “Feitan! I would’ve gotten something else then, you should’ve told me.”
Much to your surprise, he procured something from his pocket. You were met with a new pair of gloves being thrust into your view.
“These free. Better deal,” he said, dropping them into your shopping bag.
You broke out into a huge smile. “You stole those just for me? You do have a heart beneath that cold exterior of yours, don’t you?”
“Say something else and they become fuel for fire tonight.”
You snickered, knowing he was bluffing. He could be crueler than you could ever imagine, inflicting pain and misery on whomever he desired, but not you; never you.
“How did you know I’ve been searching for those exact gloves all over the place?” you eventually questioned.
Because I pay attention. Because I know everything about you.
He shrugged. “I don’t know, I guessed you would like. You just like Phinks: girly girls.”
“And I know you love that about me,” you teased with a giggle, swinging your shopping bag without a care in the world. Feitan released an annoyed huff of air.
You were definitely right about that.
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mclmora · 3 months
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✧ 5 dl boys - headcanons pt 2 ✧
~NOTE: i have readed @cyrilvows on my dl post & couldn’t find the words to THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart. you made my day, literally, the only way i can thank u for being so nice is writing these!!! (つ╥ ╥)つ *biggest virtual hug eversjshsi* hope u enjoy!! they’re all SFW, and the pics used aren’t mine! ct to the respective owners on pinterest. xoxoxo, Mora
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ꞝ Ayato S.
his body (torso, shoulders & back in particular) has a lot of birthmarks and moles. whenever he gets asked about them he jokes about “y’know the legend that says all your moles are the places you got kissed in your past life? well, i was very lucky!”
has an obsession for cinema. he loves its dim ambience and eating caramel pop-corns while watching all sorts of films.
he can’t tan. like, at all. during summer, whenever he stays for more than 10 minutes under the sun trying to get slightly darker, he gets red as a lobster.
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ꞝ Laito S.
he’s a comics reader. he likes DC & marvel a lot! his favorite character is deadpool, he finds him to be hilarious.
loves vans shoes with all his heart. especially the black & white checkered slip-ons. he dresses a lot like a skater boy, wearing oversized hoodies & ripped jeans with small chains on its sides.
his biggest fear are needles. he passes out at the mere thought of blood analysis.
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ꞝ Kanato S.
is a toys collector. dolls, peluches, action figures, everything. he particularly loves monster high, lalaloopsy & my little pony.
likes melanie martinez a lot. his favorite album is crybaby, and his favorite song is “carousel”. he loves her creepy lyrics and tranquil bases.
he cosplays! and he’s great at it. especially dark lolita dresses, suit him amazingly.
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ꞝ Reiji S.
is a fan of literature, russian one precisely. he reads around 30 books per year, and a good percentage are regarding this theme.
can speak so many languages. 7 to be exact: japanese, english, russian, korean, chinese, german, french. he’s perfectly fluent in all in of them.
he’s vegetarian & also celiac. he has to follow a strict diet with gluten-free foods since he was born, and doesn’t like meat. he loves fish though.
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ꞝ Kou M.
an otaku since his early years. he grew up with sailor moon, lady oscar & other shojos that he still loves. the one he’s most attached to is kodomo no omocha.
has a septum piercing! he likes golden/rose golden jewelry and has so many pieces, since he likes to change it every 2 months. (he does favor a small golden ring, OR a classic pink balls septum)
has an addiction to strawberry flavored milk. along with vanilla pastries. and haribo gummies, too.
✧ (u guys can find the other boys in this post!)
~i really hope you liked these, tbh i wasn’t planning on writing dl headcanons about the other boys but u motivated me so much!!! and, AGAIN, THANK YOU SO MUCHWKEHWLDN ILY
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kitthepurplepotato · 11 months
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Chapter 3: A not-so-secret admirer.
Summary: Y/N meets Katsuki’s adorable side kick, Luna. This wouldn’t be a problem is Luna wouldn’t have a massive crush on Izuku and if Izuku wouldn’t be an oblivious idiot about it.
Y/N decides to help his roommate with the situation.
⚠️: Swear words, jealousy (don’t worry it’s not as bad as it sounds like)
FIRST CHAPTER MASTER LIST
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“Did you like my figurine idea, Y/N?” Kirishima comes to your side. You swear his whole body screams ‘please, praise me!’ and if Kirishima would have a tail it would wiggle in the air right now.
“The what?”
Kirishima makes a sad pout as he pulls you towards the secret entrance and closes the bookshelf then turns Deku’s figurine to the side and the bookshelf opens up again.
“The secret door opens with Katsuki’s figurine on his side and with Zuku’s on the other.” He says proudly while Katsuki makes a gagging sound in the background.
“It’s so fucking cheesy. I can’t believe I let you do that.” Katsuki mutters ashamedly.
“Says the guy who insisted to have a secret entrance to Izuku’s office from ‘his’ agency which is supposed to be separate from Shitty Deku’s.” Kirishima mutters to himself as he stares at the blonde with pure judgment.
“I already told you, the door is for me to make sure the fucker goes home and doesn’t sleep on his shitty sofa!” Katsuki yells. “We share a few team members to save some money on the wages, but my agency is my fucking own!” Katsuki’s face is about to explode when the door opens again; this time it’s a shorter, absolutely adorable lady, a few years younger than the rest of the gang. Her hero costume has a Lolita style to it; she’s wearing a baby pink frilly dress, massive platforms, also in baby pink and her hair is in two ponytails. Her make up skills are absolutely amazing; it’s super glittery and they highlight her lavender eyes just the right amount. You are not really sure how good of an idea it is to wear a light color to the battlefield and you are quite sure the frills are a pain in the ass to wash, but who are you to judge?
Well, technically, you have all the rights to judge as you are the one cleaning Izuku’s blood soaked uniforms, but maybe it’s better to ask her for tips than shun her for her terrible life-choices.
“What do you want, candy floss face.” Katsuki mutters, already annoyed with her existence in the office.
“My hero name is Pink Cloud, sir.” The lady smiles, not even offended by her boss not knowing her name.
“I know what your fucking name is, I hired you.” Katsuki mutters with a straight face. The two have a staring contest before Pink Cloud decides to let the other blonde win.
“And I’m forever thankful for that, sir.” She smiles and looks at Deku. Not at you. Not at Kirishima. Just Izuku. Your stomach turns in a really uncomfortable way at that; you really don’t need to be a genius to know that look she sports on her face.
This lady must have a massive huge crush on Izuku; she blushes right away and waves like a silly little fangirl; she even dares to come close to the hero and TOUCH HIS SWOLLEN LIPS, right in front of you.
Your blood boils. You are just about to say something inappropriate when Izuku moves away from the girl, clearly not enjoying her sudden closeness.
“Excuse my rudeness but… have you been in a fight? Do you need a healing chapstick? I always have one with me!” The lady starts to rummage in her bag and you take a deep breath; one so loud and dramatic the whole room stares at you in unison; Katsuki with a shit eating grin, Kirishima with nothing but sympathy while Izuku stares at you two like a confused, newborn lamb.
Izuku has zero idea about this girl crushing on him. No fucking idea.
Oh boy. You really don’t like this.
“I’m okay, Luna-Chan, I haven’t been in a fight.” Izuku mutters sheepishly. “I hope your international hero license exams are going well!”
“I’m almost done with them!” The girl grins happily. “Thank you for all your help! I wouldn’t have been able to get through it without you.”
Your existence is completely ignored. You are not a big fan of that.
“Khm… that’s so nice of you, Izuku.” You mutter under your nose, your gaze probably murderous at this point. The blonde lady makes a sudden gawking noise like she literally just realized you are in the room which makes your facial expression even more irritated, but the green eyed monster is gone as the lady jumps into your arms to hug you, like she’s meeting an old friend.
“Oh my god, it’s so nice to meet you! You must be Deku’s roommate, Sweet Pea! I heard so much about you! I’m Luna! I’m Dynamight’s new side kick! You probably haven’t heard of me because I’m quite new and Mr. Boss insisted for me to train for a few months before I ‘show my ugly face’ to the media, so…”
“I said unbearable, not ugly. It’s two different things.” Katsuki retorts. “Stop telling fucking lies, I don’t want the fucking HR to be in my ass for no fucking reason.”
“You are not ugly, Luna-Chan!” Izuku agrees and you really want to smack him in the face right now. “It’s always a pleasure to see you around the common areas!”
Needless to say, the girl blushes right away. “Thank you! You aren’t bad to look at either! I loved your new Instagram picture with the glasses! Super cute!”
Nope. Fuck this shit. You are out.
“I’m going to the toilet. You have fun.” You try your best to smile as you make your way towards… something. You genuinely have no idea where you are but you are quite sure this is not the way to the toilet and this is also Katsuki’s side of the building so you have no idea what leads where.
“Nooo, I wanted to ask her about her really cute hoodie!” The girl whines. You stop in your steps and you do something you really shouldn’t; you eavesdrop.
“It’s my hoodie. Sadly, it’s not available anymore, it was one of my first designs when I started and this one is actually a prototype, the one on sale is a little bit different.” Izuku goes on his usual rant. “We were in a hurry this morning and this was the first thing she could find in my drawer…”
“Your drawer?” Pink Cloud’s voice wavers.
“Yeah.” Izuku says, clearly confused by why is that such a big thing.
Okay, now you feel terrible for this poor girl. She clearly did not mean any harm and it’s not like you can be mad at her for having a crush on Izuku, the walking fucking green flag. She’s also extremely touchy in general, she jumped into your arms without even saying a proper hi. Obviously that doesn’t help with the fact that she definitely has the hots for your roommate and that somehow she’s the only person in this bloody agency who missed out on the news that Izuku is already pining over someone else so her efforts will be fruitless.
You really need to stop being so silly about this whole situation; Pro Hero Deku has countless of fangirls, probably half of the population has a crush on him anyway and this girl is really just one of those fanatics; this sounds quite ridiculous coming out of your mouth as you also started as one of them but there is a massive difference between you two; this girl clearly knows Deku as the pro hero, the symbol of peace, the perfect example of a good boy, but then here’s you, who knows the nerd Izuku who’s dramatic and indecisive, who can’t cook even if his life depends on it, and if that’s not enough, he has the terrible habit of neglecting his own needs for the sake of others, but you love him with all his flaws and all his silliness. It’s two different things even if it probably feels the same for the girl.
You know you should just leave it as it is and trust Izuku to handle this situation on his own, but you feel a little bit bad for the poor girl so you decide to take the matter into your own hands.
You make your way back into the office, not even knocking before you barge back in.
“Hey, Izu, I feel like a need some fresh air, you coming?” You mutter and Izuku looks at you with his adorably confused face so Katsuki decides to help.
“Okay, all of you fuckers, get out of my fucking office. Right now!” Katsuki yells and slams his hands on his desk for good measure. “Ei, show Cotton Candy face that move you two were talking about the other day!”
“Ei?” Luna looks around if there’s another person in the room. She gets even more confused when she sees no one.
“That’s me.” Kirishima grins and pulls the girl with him. “The roof is on the left hand side, straight up the stairs!” He winks at you two and you make your way up the stairs right away.
“You are scaring me.” Izuku mutters behind you; his legs are long enough to take back the lead but he doesn’t; he just runs after you, keeping up with your own pace perfectly. You were such an idiot for doubting this man for even a second. If you would ask him to prove his love by running around in his agency stark naked he would probably do it for you.
You finally reach the door to the roof. Izuku puts his finger on the sensor; is there anything in this building that isn’t secured?!; then makes his way towards the edge and sits down like you two are not up in the fucking sky right now.
“Izuku, move your ass back to safety, I want to ask you something.” You look at the hero with a tiny pout on your face; Izuku looks terrified for a second then he looks down, probably considering if he can skip this conversation if he jumps off the roof right now.
Well, this sounds really dramatic but we are talking about Deku who once almost jumped into an active volcano in Indonesia because he thought he heard someone crying but it was just the lava sizzling on the rocks. He also never uses the main door when he goes to work, just jumps off the edge of your roof garden and poof, he’s gone. So yeah, jumping off the roof is a legit option for the greenette right now.
Thankfully, he decides not to run away; he makes his way back to your side with his eyes downcast and ready to be reprimanded, even if he has no idea why. He’s so precious, Goddammit.
“Izuku, look… this might be shocking for your pure little soul but do you know… that Luna-chan has a crush on you and is trying her best to get into your pants?”
“What?” Izuku stares at you like that cat in that one meme where the reporter asks him if he knows he’s a cat. You really have to try hard to not laugh at his utterly confused face right now. “She’s too young to even think about… pants, Sweet Pea, I’m quite sure she’s around fifteen.”
Okay, scratch that. You are just about laugh in his face and you feel zero remorse about it.
“Izu, she’s an official side kick. She must be at least 18 to be able to do that.”
“No way.” Izuku looks like you like just told him that Santa doesn’t exist. It actually seems like Izuku.exe has completely stopped working because the guy’s eyes are dead right now. “I… need to talk to her. Right now.”
… and he jumps off the roof. Well, you guess you can go back to Katsuki’s office alone then.
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By the time you manage to make your way down the fucking stairs - the elevator only works with fingerprints so you had to go down by foot again - there is chaos in Katsuki’s office. Kirishima’s ears are pushed into the bookshelf, trying his best to hear the conversation on the other side while Katsuki hisses profanities into his ear about being a nosy fuck. When Eijrou sees you standing in the doorway he waves you over with a cheeky smile on his face which disappears right away when Katsuki karate chops him in the nape; Katsuki hisses from the pain as the side of his palm hits Kirishima’s hardened hair.
“Fuck’s sake, sit the fuck down.” The blonde sighs and takes his phone out of his pocket. He taps a few times on it and puts the device down on the table, the volume set to minimal. Kirishima looks at Katsuki incredulously.
“You bugged your best friend’s office?!”
“He’s not my best friend. And it’s for emergencies. This is an emergency.” He mutters with a red face. You have no idea what to say to that, honestly. You are not really surprised. These two are so ridiculously overprotective of each other you wouldn’t be surprised to find the same device in Katsuki’s office, hidden somewhere behind the massive framed poster of Katsuki and All Might.
“… Yeah, it’s kinda true? I guess? I’m sorry if that’s…”
“… I know you did not mean any harm and I’m not here to reprimand you or ridicule you for this, there is no problem with you whatsoever for feeling that way so please, don’t take this in the wrong way but… ahh, how to say this… I already found my other half. My heart has been taken for months now.” Your breath hitches as you hear Izuku’s voice coming out of the speaker, loud and clear. There is no hesitation in his voice, not even a tiny waver of anxiety. This is pro hero Deku’s voice, not Izuku’s. “This person is everything I always wanted so I’m sorry for not realizing your feelings sooner but I literally can not see another human being that way anymore hence why I missed all the signs. I really want to say something like ‘keep your chin up it might change eventually’ but that would be a lie and I hate lying; Luna-chan, I think she’s the one.” Finally, Izuku’s real voice appears but you are too busy trying to hide your tears from the two men sitting on your two sides to actually react to it.
Why are you even trying to hide your tears, you have no idea; Eijirou is literally bawling his eyes out next to you. Katsuki just looks dead and if you wouldn’t know him better you would say he looks nonchalant but after all these months you are more than sure he’s having a full on conversation with himself inside that thick skull of his.
“How do you know the difference between a crush and true love?” A heartbroken, tiny voice comes over the speaker and you really need to calm yourself down to not run over and hug the shit out of the poor Cotton Candy girl.
“Crush is more of a surface thing if you ask me. You like the person and you like the way they act when they are in front of you but you don’t like them for who they are in real life; you don’t know this person well enough, you don’t know their dark side, the thoughts they’re having when they are alone… you like the way they look, you like their scent but it’s not like you can’t live without those things. When you get to know a person, there are a few things that will disappoint you; maybe it’s the way they snore, the way they walk, the way they smell after a long day of work but all of that doesn’t matter when you are in love with them. You get to love all those flaws and then one day you realize you can’t live without them; breathing gets easier when they are around, your chest feels lighter when you sit next to them… even the smallest thing they do make you want to come closer, like the red string of faith is trying to merge you into one human being instead of two different ones. It’s suffocating sometimes but in the best way possible.” You can hear Izuku’s smile as he finishes the sentence. “This is obviously an overexaggeration and these feelings do calm down eventually, but I’m not there yet; if this person would ask me to bring down the fucking starts for them, I would bring them all down one by one and make a string light out of them… okay, that’s physically impossible with the sheer size of the stars, but you know what I mean. I don’t think I can live without this person anymore. I feel like I would drop dead right away if that would ever happen.”
Your brain is in overdrive. Katsuki is actually about the gag at this point. Kirishima stopped crying now and he just stares at Katsuki with lovesick eyes.
“You know you can just say ‘Sweet Pea’ instead of ‘this person’, right?” The girl perks up suddenly. “So you two are a thing? She’s really cute by the way.”
Izuku stutters and you freeze; fuck, you didn’t talk about this yet… oh my god, this must be so awkward for him right now…
“Yeah, we are a thing. A really good thing.” Izuku giggles and by the sound of it, he moves closer to the microphone.
“Oh my god, I can see how much you want to go back to her, I can’t believe I missed the signs. I need to be more vigilant from now on, I don’t want to be dumb blonde of the agency!” Luna laughs and her voice gets quieter; she probably just moved to the other side of the room. “I need to finish my assignment before I clock out. See you around, Deku!” The door opens then closes. Izuku sighs. Katsuki turns off the app in a matter of seconds, opens up a chat instead and clicks on the first picture in there. When the secret door opens he shoves the screen into Kirishima’s face.
“Okay, stop laughing that hard, it’s really not that funny.” He rolls his eyes; oh my god, is he pretending that you all have red eyes because of a funny meme?! This is hilarious. And what’s more hilarious is that Izuku doesn’t even question it.
“Ready to go Home? I’ll give you a proper office tour next time.” Izuku’s hand reaches out for you and you don’t hesitate to take it.
“Yeah.” You mumble as you entwine your fingers with his and leave the agency after saying goodbye to the two on the sofa.
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“So…” Izuku speaks up the first time since you two got home.
There is a weird awkward silence between you two. It’s not an uncomfortable one per se; it’s more like a ‘I want to say something but you might hate me for it’ kinda silence.
“You know… uhm… Katsuki has a bug in your office, right?” You stutter out, all in one go. Izuku stares at you for a few moments then sighs.
“Yup.”
“… and you also have one in his office, for ‘emergencies.’” Well, that’s a guess, but he doesn’t need to know that.
“Yup.” Izuku says nonchalantly and jumps into his next sentence. “You know, I feel really bad for Luna-chan.” He admits with a blush on his face.
“She’s probably crying into her fluffy pink pillow right now.” You add helpfully; you can’t lie and say you weren’t about to say the same.
“So…”
“I’ll make dinner, you call her over.” You jump off the sofa and make your way straight to the kitchen.
“I love you.” Izuku says with his phone already glued to his ears.
“I love you too, please tidy the table for me!” You yell after him and just like that, everything goes back to normal.
Well, your kind of normal. The perfect kind.
“Yes, sir!”
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The day after:
Shitty Deku’s group chat
Katsuki: What have you done to Cotton Candy Face?!
Shitty Deku: We asked her over for dinner, why?
Katsuki: WHY THE FUCK would you do that for?!
Kirishima: I’m like 100% sure she’s crushing on Y/N right now. She just changed her background to a picture of you two. I’m usually a chill guy, but that’s a little bit concerning.
Katsuki: Maybe her kink is to be the third wheel.
Shitty Deku: What have I done
… Next Chapter!
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Potato ramble:
- Bro, I wrote 95% of this chapter in one sitting. I have no idea how I managed that but here we are, almost on time 😂 Don’t get used to it.
- Luna won’t appear again (well, she might, but only for the joke) and she means no harm so in case you think I’m brewing some weird-ass love triangle, hell no.
- I love how Izuku and the reader are on the same wavelength. They are perfect for each other 😭
- I actually wanted to finish the agency tour with a heated making out on the agency roof but Luna was like “Might as well stir some shit up” so I’m sorry for that.
- The next chapter will also have a bit of angst in it due to a miscommunication but as you know, I love my babies happy and content so don’t worry about too much!
- If there’s anything you want to see in this story, please let me know ASAP before I start the main plot of the second season! Once I start that there’s no way back so this is your time to shine and give me more chapter ideas and make sure this series never ends! 😂
Likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated as always! Any thoughts? Let me know! 🥦
TL: @garfieldthomas @porusuniverse @stickygumchewer @sixxze @mily-moo @aei-sedai-moiraine @aymasakusa @kastuari @kenzie-deadly @shiviwrites07 @lukerycyja-reblogs @cloroxisadelectabletreat @coffeent @kisskissshutmydoor @bobcar1 @yazminetrahan @cringefan @ronimacaroni77 @thekookiecorner @dangerousluv1 @emperatris-rinaka @shotos-angelic-whore @angelsdemonsmonsters @norvacaine @rei165 @unofficialmuilover @yao-ai
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goingmerryfics · 5 months
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Hii!!! i really love all your writing and wanted to request smth if that's okay!
could i request law x so who's into lolita fashion/subculture? Like, on days that they're able to they'll wear really extravagant looking lolita dresses and such, and is just overall really girly, and might be embarrassed about being such, esp with someone like him. but maybe he even likes that they're aesthetic opposites. idk fjsjfjfk
Ty!! <3
(idk if i need to say this but lolita fashion doesn't have anything to do with the. other uses of the term. sometimes ppl make accusations abt it but the jfashion and book are not related)
Lolita Style S/O w/ Law
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Content: can be read as GN reader that wears skirts, all SFW
Notes* Thanks for being patient with me while I worked on this request! A couple of things popped up for me (and my new-used computer quit suddenly so I have to wait to see if it can be repaired or if I should just buy a brand new one) so I’ve been trying to work around this. Back to mobile tumblr I go 😢 ! Anyway- I know all too well how lolita culture gets sexualized in people’s eyes so this is a completely nsfw-free request. I made this more relatable to those in sweet style lolita more than gothic lolita since you’d commented about them being opposites and personally, I think it would be super cute for him to be paired with someone with this style. Hope you like it :)
Law
Law isn’t the type to pay attention to what people wear as long as they are dressed in proper uniform when need be. Self expression is something personal, and he’s aware of different everyone’s style is
Though he finds it hard not to notice how you dress on your days off, whether it’s just around the sub or out on the town
It’s a lot of pastel, and a lot of fabric
You hadn’t thought of what Law or the others might’ve thought the first time you dressed up, so when you kept catching Law staring at you at various points of the day, you started to feel a little nervous
Later though, the two of you had crossed paths and he stopped you there to ask about your choice of clothing
While you explained how you enjoyed the colours and the overly girly feel of it all, he listened to every word, and even asked you some questions- like how everything fit together, and how you chose to match your accessories to your clothes
He was intrigued, and being a knowledgeable man, he wanted to learn about you and your clothing style
He’d even gone off to do his own research at the next island, and secretly commissioned a seamstress to make a little purse modeled after Bepo’s face for your outfits because god knows this guy can’t sew for shit
Law had been waiting for you outside of your door, his present to you held in his hand, in a sweet little bag. You weren’t expecting to see him, nor were you expecting any sort of gift- it was nowhere near your birthday- but here he was. He pushes himself off from leaning against the door when he sees you.
“Here. I’m not sure if it’s alright, but I thought you might be able to use this.”
He hands you the bag, and you thank him before going off about how he didn’t need to get you anything, and asking what the occasion is as you dig through the white, glittery tissue paper to open it.
“No occasion. I just thought you’d like it.” He tries to act nonchalant and calm, but he’s watching your face for any changes to see if you like it or not.
You pull out the bag and gasp- it was perfect. Fluffy and pristine white, perfect for an outfit you’d been trying to put together for a while now- and it looked like your dear crewmate. You pull it to your chest with a big smile, going on a bit of a ramble at how cute it is, and how you’re going to use it right away.
The entire time you’re squealing over your new gift he’s smiling to himself, even if he doesn’t realize it.
The next time you change into your style, you make sure to keep the mini Bepo bag at your side. It goes great with your outfit
Bepo freaks out a little at the likelihood of the purse and his own face, but you quickly calm him down and explain that it’s not the head of a polar bear that you’re carrying around
Law watches you fawn over the bag with him from a distance, smiling to himself
He joins you later to walk around town with you. He’s come to enjoy how your style stands out so well beside him against his usual darker clothes
Law will also help you get dressed if you let him, buckling your shoes for you so you don’t have to fight the layers of skirt to reach your feet, or helping you pin up your hair pieces
You’d asked him once if he’d like to try men’s lolita style and he was very quick to shut that down.
“It looks better on you than it will on me.”
He really just likes seeing you as the unique one
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strawberryteabunny · 7 months
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for the lolita fashion ask: 1, 11, 19 💗
Thank you for the asks!! ૮꒰ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ꒱ྀིა
1: how and when did you first get introduced to the fashion?
I don’t know how I first learned lolita existed- probably through anime tbh- but I remember getting into it through 2 things; I was browsing Pinterest for historical costuming ideas and I kept seeing these Rococo and Victorian dresses, except they were super short for ballgowns which really confused me (I didn’t figure out that they were lolita but I thought they were so pretty) and second- I saw a girl wearing lolita on my college campus! I wore casual jfashion at the time (Liz Lisa, etc) but even though I knew what lolita was it felt super out of reach and like something only girls in Japan could wear. But there she was, in real life! It was a magical moment. I wish I could remember what exactly she was wearing or that I’d gotten a chance to meet her again but she completely changed my life! I put two and two together and realized I could wear these Victorian-esque dresses myself 🥰
11: what's one item you have that you would never sell?
This is tough, I have a lot of things I really love… I think probably my IW Renoir OP though. It’s definitely the dress I wear the most (it layers really well with like half my closet too..) and unlike a lot of other pieces I love I wouldn’t be able to sell it for a lot of money either.
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Like, I would never want to sell my usakumya or my Milky Chan JSK but if I was in a bind financially they could be worth a couple hundred dollars each so if I had to it would make the most sense yknow?
I’d never want to sell my parasol either as it was a gift from my mom <3 and I have a couple vintage Gunne Sax pieces I’d never sell because with how popular the brand has gotten I’d never be able to replace them 😅 and I wear my Gunne blouses constantly too…
19: do you remember the first dress you ever saw? do you still like it?
Angelic Pretty’s Pompadour OP! I remember coming across it and not even realizing it was lolita, just thinking ‘huh someone made a version of Mme de Pompadour’s gown but they cut it so short, I wonder why’ haha. I’d love to own this dress! I’m a huge fan of the original painting and I think the color combo and design is so pretty. It would be a really nice convention/fancy tea party piece.
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banjotheturtle · 1 year
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What your favourite style savvy / new fashion boutique brand says about you!
April Bonbon- You may not dress in decora kei in real life but you sure wish you could.
Marble Lily- If you played the game as a child it introduced you into lolita, if you played as an adult then this brand is the reason you bought the game in the first place.
AZ•USA- You are loving that you dress in gyaru in the game or you’re just American.
Capsule / Retrobeat- You think retrobeat is underrated and you really like characters from shows with 1min screen time.
Marzipan Sky- You’re queer, I don’t make the rules.
Sonata / Chorale- You fully believe that Evie is your fairy godmother.
Pure Cloth / Basic U- You don’t exist.
Terra / Soy- You were really happy when maxi skirts came back into fashion 2 years ago.
Pen / Brook Bridge- You didn’t go to a school with a uniform.
Alvarado / Edin Chen- You were sad when you found out that Angélique doesn’t actually like chic fashion despite wearing it so you are a hard core Lola stan.
Kanokoi- You say this is your favourite brand but really you only wear the kimonos and yukatas from it.
Mad Jack / Stage Dive- You had a scene kid or emo phase and would always put the arm warmers on your character.
GXS / Street Flow- You always pair your outfits with April Bonbon clothes but refuse to say that AB is your fav.
Raven Candle- We know. YOU LIKE MARIA WE GET IT!
Masquerade / Purple Moon- You’re still upset that there is only one fifth of the amount of clothes in PM compared to every other brand also you like anime.
Any of the male brands- You don’t really like these, you’re just upset you can’t play as a dude.
(Note: not all brands are on the list either because they don’t appear in enough of the games and are not transferable or they are bag brands)
… so which one are you?
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misti-chan · 8 months
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Hello! I saw your requests were open so I have to ask >:) Can you do headcannons for Doflamingo and Kid taking there s/o shopping? Do they care for shopping? Do they try to pick out outfits? 👀👀 I can’t wait to find out 😋😋
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Doflamingo takes care of his own appearance and does care about your own. So yes shopping is a must with him. He would take everything that suits you and everything that you want after all you are his king/queen. 
However since Doflamingo is quite a dominator and manipulator he would like to dress you like he wants not how you want even though he lets you have your own way when he is in a good mood. Otherwise he’ll sometimes go shopping all alone to choose your clothes. 
Something else that he takes great pride in is putting his coat on you, to show the whole world that you are his and that no one can take you away from him. So naturally he’ll buy you your own pink fluffy coat to be sure that everyone knows better than trying to mess with you since he cannot always let you wear his.
Doflamingo is a control freak and will always try to make his way into choosing your clothes and will not be pleased if you said no. After all, you are HIS. So he can do whatever he wants with you right? Dressing you up like a little doll seems completely normal to his eyes and he won’t let anyone change his mind, even you. 
So know that you cannot go around wearing whatever you want without having Doflamingo on your back. He NEEDS to choose what you wear. For his own ego and appearance. You need to be perfect and if he says so well you’ll be. Nothing that looks  like a nun, but nothing too revealing too, something sophisticated and bold, something to his image. 
He won’t let you have your own image, no. You have to look exactly like he wants and how he is. Everyone needs to know who you are and who you belong to from the first sight. So overall, yes shopping is very important to Doflamingo, maybe even too important for your own good.
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Just like Doflamingo Kidd cares about shopping, but he is no control freak. He lets you have your way and dress like you want even though sometimes he likes to pick one punk outfit so you would match the two of you. 
In terms of matching he loves it if you do. It’s important in his eyes, and makes him very happy to see that you match outfits. For him you look like the most powerful couple in the world. But saying there’s no need for appearance it would be lying. Kidd wants just like Doflamingo, people to know who you belong to.
But unlike Doflamingo, Kidd respects you and puts you on the same stage as him. You’re his equal, but that doesn’t mean that he isn’t jealous at all. Kidd is the most jealous man in the world, more than anyone.So to see you wearing clothing he chose or that match with his own style, makes his ego stronger and his trust in you would actually go stronger too.
Matching outfits with him means that you trust him and that you are willing to do some compromise to make your relationship work. And that touches Kidd’s heart to know that you support him and love him that much. Kidd is ready to blow everything up and to destroy your enemies just for you and you only. 
However if you’re more on the sweet side and love lolita and pink outfits it wouldn’t bother Kidd at all, even though he wouldn’t like the idea that you wouldn’t match. Because the man won’t wear pink I'm sorry. But he likes you for your personality and not your outfit or your aesthetic so he doesn’t really care as long as you are with him.
He would just willingly go into a shopping spree with you even if that means going into girlie shops. The man is a sucker for you and will do whatever you want to keep you happy. (But not wearing pink, he won’t, he loves red and black too much for that).
BONUS
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Misti loves taking you out shopping and seeing you all happy about trying on outfits and choosing what to wear. Normally she doesn’t like getting out a lot but for you she’ll do whatever you want and seeing you swirling around in the shops makes her heart go soft. You’re her little sunshine and she wouldn’t let you hide your shine. 
Misti is usually someone very straightforward and hates lying so don’t worry if something doesn’t fit you she’ll tell you nicely and try to find with you something that fits you well. However if she feels like you love the outfit she wouldn’t say anything and lets you have your fun. 
She also loves matching outfits and since she loves every style and aesthetic nothing would be a problem. You want goth? Okay. Cottage Core? Fine. Lolita? You got it. Everything you need is tell her you want to match and she’ll be on her way to find something cute to wear with you.
Unlike Kidd and Doflamingo, Misti isn’t really the jealous type, so go off and show everything you want; she won’t care if it’s too revealing. The girl loves when you slay and you always do.
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deathmetalunicorn1 · 1 year
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Hades , Poseidon , and Qin Shi Huang with a fem gothic lolita reader please ?
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I literally squeed when I saw this! I absolutely adore Lolita fashion!!!
-Your fashion choices were certainly unique, dark with frills and bows, platform Mary Janes to make yourself seem a bit taller, you looked like a little doll, dark but beautiful.
-It did take time each day getting ready, between getting dressed, doing your makeup, doing your hair, and choosing the accessories to go with your outfit for the day, but he loved it.
-He knew the work you put into looking like this, it wasn’t just something you could roll out of bed and change into, this was something that required time and dedication, and he fully supported it!
-He was fiercely protective of you, as you looked so delicate and adorable, you caught the eyes of many, and those wouldn’t hesitate to try to come up and flirt with you, thinking you were as innocent as you looked.
-However, you were extremely loyal to (Love), you only had eyes for him, something he loved, and you wouldn’t hesitate to open your umbrella in their faces to block them, telling them to leave you alone.
-That’s usually when (Love) would step in and handle things.
-Hades- Adored your fashion choice, would give you his arm to escort you like a gentleman and would always compliment your outfits and accessories. He would tease you for your platforms, when you would take them off, making fun of your height which would make your cheeks puff up in a pout, getting angry with him. It’s not you’re fault you were short and that most Lolita fashion looked good with tall shoes like that.
-Poseidon- As a king, he would always be there for his queen, letting you hold his arm and if he had his way, he wouldn’t let anyone approach you, as nobody was worthy. You were his queen, nobody else, and he loved it when you would pair little hints of nautical accessories with your outfits, it’s like you’re telling everyone that you’re his. Loves when you wear fishnet stockings, can’t help but stare when you wear them.
-Qin Shi Huang- You were his beautiful doll, one that he loved to have sitting in his lap, especially when he’s on his throne, showing you off to everyone with a secret smile that seemed to say, ‘she’s adorable and she’s all mine!’ Hates it when you get hit on, he knows you’re adorable, but when you’re with him, he expects others to respect him by not hitting in you. If you ever get uncomfortable that’s when he won’t hesitate to throw hands.
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fyod · 2 years
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self indulgent, leave me alone. he dresses in lolita!!! aryu does too!!! written in hc form, excuse any errors. rbs are appreciated.
sub chigiri hyoma + dom nonbinary reader. (no prns used)
content: dollification kink. heavy feminization. crossdressing. anal penetration. that’s it, i think lol.
the dollification of chigiri hyoma. he already had the beautiful aspect as a doll with beautiful features, beautiful hair, beautiful skin and a beautiful body. everything about him was beautiful. however, he was so fucking stubborn. he had a hard time following directions, didnt like to be told what to do and couldn’t shut up. it took a lot of time, patience and effort to break him in. but when you finally did?
doll chigiri that genuinely enjoys wearing whatever you buy him. you just make him feel so handsome, so pretty when you dress him up, take him out and/or have a photoshoot with him. bonus points if you dress up as his counterpart.
doll chigiri who sits quiet and still when your dolling him up. he’s staring at himself in the vanity, hoping you don’t notice the corner of his lips flick up. chigiri’s excited, he can’t help it.
doll chigiri that was taught to speak only when spoken to. and when he does speak, he speaks with clear sentences and an evenly delicate voice. on special occasions, you take over the reins, talking for him. it’s really nothing to him, sitting there all cutely and dolled up while you order his favorite meal at a cafe.
doll chigiri who’s being manhandled on whatever surface there is to get played with because you can’t handle how delectable he looks with lace ruffled thigh highs.
doll chigiri that can’t help but flinch when he feels you intruding, lubed up and stretching him opened. you fill him up in a matter of seconds, until chigiri swears he could feel you in his stomach. the stutter of his breath doesn’t go unnoticed.
doll chigiri who orgasms keeping his noises stifled in his chest.
doll chigiri that tries his damnest to keep all of his expressions at bay but, sometimes he can’t — not when the heat in his lower belly fester the more you touch him there, and there and there. he has to work on keeping his expressions he knows.
doll chigiri who’s heart rate picks up when you start praising him. “the prettiest doll crafted” “made from porcelain” “my good boy” “the one and only princess” while you use his body which ever way you’d like.
doll chigiri who’s always clad in white, ruffled panties. his skin is the brightest pink when when you flip up his underskirt to see a darkening splotch on the front. you can’t help but coo at your doll, pleased. fuck now he’s even more flustered.
doll chigiri with the prettiest moans and prettiest whimpers on earth whenever you give him the permission to. oh and when he cries? like an angel singing a lullaby. cheeks rosy and swollen
doll chigiri who’s spoiled completely rotten. he usually get whatever he wanted. you let him get away with a lot, lashes clumpy with mascara, glittery eyeshadow, peachy lips. all he had to do was tilt his head.
doll chigiri that looks forward to being ruined by you, his maker. makeup ruined, outfit ruined, hair ruined. because when you ruin him, you put him right back together again.
doll chigiri who bites back his cries when you ignore his stiffening cock in favor of worshipping every other inch of his body. he needs it s’bad but he keeps it to himself, knowing how upset you’ll be if he broke character.
doll chigiri who’s favorite pastime is you cleaning him up. bathing/showering him, washing his hair and following it’s routine, lotioning him up, dressing him for bedtime — surrounding him in all kinds of sweet scents.
doll chigiri who won’t ever admit how fucking good it feels to get into his role, to stop thinking, that makes him feel so fucking warm and fuzzy.
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