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sabezyhaina · 2 years

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LADIES! IT’S TIME TO WEAR ALL YOUR GRAPHIC T-SHIRTS!

Graphic T-shirts have become a staple lately in everyone’s closets. Women have come to enjoy the quirk that graphic T-shirts add to their otherwise essential daily clothing. Be it a fun evening with friends, a date, or even a work day, as we are inclining towards comfort, more and more women can be seen adapting to T-Shirts. Paired with denim, pants, or any other type of bottoms, these are the best T-shirts that will amplify your look.

We all definitely browsed through all the T-shirts that we have always wanted to buy but couldn’t, further increasing our fashion FOMO even more. We also have one or the other sale on all the amazing ladies’ T-shirts that leaves us in a dilemma of whether to buy or to miss out and wait for a better time to do so. Even when we do buy the T-shirts, we would either wear them till the last thread comes off or it would just keep sitting in our wardrobe due to the confusion on how to style them. We have all seen the plain black T-shirt with a sassy saying on it that tempted us to just buy it.

Let’s just admit, that like many other clothing pieces adorned by us in our growing years, T-shirts have been judged when worn by grown women. In Spite of being wardrobe essentials, Graphic T-shirts in particular have carried the perception of being more casual and even juvenile among the general public. Well, being the unapologetic, forever thriving women that we are, we can definitely don a graphic T-shirt in all our social appearances. And to do that effectively, we would just need to know how to style the T-shirts. So let’s go through a definitive guide to styling graphic T-shirts for every single occasion–

Tuck The T-Shirt In:

If you tuck your button-up shirts in, why not your T-shirts? When styling an outfit with a graphic T-shirt, the first and most important rule is to style the T-shirt itself. Your initial thought may be to simply let the tee fall where it may. Instead, you could try tucking your T-shirt into your bottoms. Only tucking part of the T-shirt in or tying it are two alternatives. By only tucking it in part, you give your style edginess and dimension to the entire ensemble, rather than just letting the T-shirt hang loose.

Use The Blazers:

Although tucking or tying graphic T-shirts is the first step in modernizing a graphic T-shirt outfit, the real key is ensuring that your ensemble has structure. Put on a blazer to accomplish this, which is a simple step. Choose a straightforward navy or black blazer or wear one with a splash of color to give your ensemble a little more oomph.

Wearing a denim jacket, a colorful bomber jacket, or a moto jacket can be fun if you don’t like blazers. These choices are great for a night out, but maybe not so much for a day at work.

Amp It Up With Pants:

After you’ve mastered the blazer, you can experiment with different pants to match your graphic T-shirts. Jeans or leather pants are the standard option. By adding a blazer or some heels, you can dress it up for a more polished rocker look. Consider pairing your graphic T-shirt with slacks with stripes, floral, or other patterns if you want to experiment with a more casual approach. Wearing pants in a striking color is another option. To keep things looking intentional and put together, choose pants that match the color of your graphic T-shirt.

Wear them with a skirt:

If you prefer a more feminine style, you might want to wear a skirt with your graphic T-shirts.

For a more flirtatious appearance, wear a skirt that has a flow or stick with a pencil skirt to keep things sleeker. It may seem counterintuitive to wear a skirt with a T-shirt, but the outfit is bold, interesting, and fun because of the oxymoron. To give this outfit even more depth, wear your favorite statement necklace or bracelet.

Keep the layers:

Regardless of whether it’s mid-July or you’re making hot chocolate in December, layering is essential for any graphic T-shirt outfit’s success. Throughout the year, you can wear a t-shirt over a short-sleeved button-up with a pattern that matches or even goes against the colors of the T-shirt to make the outfit more interesting. You can also layer your T-shirt with a chunky statement necklace that matches its colors. To achieve the most polished appearance, cuff the button-up’s sleeves over the T-shirt’s sleeves.

You can wear neutral cardigans and sweaters that let the graphic T-shirt’s colors be the focus of the outfit. Or you can also wear colors that complement one another to make the outfit a little bit more daring. Layering your graphic T-shirt over a turtleneck is another way to get into the 90s throwback fashion trend.

You can also wear a graphic T-shirt under jumpsuits or overalls if you’re not quite ready to rock them. This way, they’re just giving your already adorable outfit a little more depth without going overboard.

If you found this guide helpful and it has tempted you into buying more awesome graphic T-shirts, go and check out the freshly launched collection of women’s t-shirts online at Sabezy.

Thank you for reading!

This article was originally published on Sabezy.

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greenglowinspooks · 6 months

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(DCXDP) The obligations of a rogue versus those of a parent (Pt. 5)

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Tw: torture scene (GiW agent receiving), general angst, canon-typical violence (DC), nobody is having a good time

Will be crossposted to AO3 eventually

(Masterlist/subscription post)

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It was pretty easy for Danny to forget that Dr. Crane was a rogue at times.

Most of the time he wasn’t comically evil, like what he’d expect of a Gotham rogue. He was helping Danny, even if only because he didn’t want to be taken in by the GiW as well. He was even downright nice most of the time, or at least neutral.

Sure, he had a strange obsession with fear and psychology, but that wasn’t really out of the ordinary for Danny. It didn’t feel like living with a rogue, just like…staying with a distant relative, or something.

He seemed like just an ordinary person.

Today, though, Danny was brought back to reality.

The GiW agent they’d tracked down together writhed on the ground, screaming in pain and terror. Scarecrow was sat a few feet away, setting up a syringe of the antidote he’d made.

After a few more moments, he injected the man with the antidote, watching him like a hawk the entire time.

Suddenly, the man surged forward, lunging at Scarecrow with a feral scream.

Unluckily for him, though, he was still weak from the fear toxin in his system, and from the beatings he’d received prior. Scarecrow easily wrestled him to the ground, settling himself on the broad part of the agent’s back with a vice grip on one of his arms.

“Let’s try again,” he said sharply, all of the warmth Danny had grown used to gone from his voice. “Where is the GiW base of operations?”

The agent took several shuddering breaths before spitting at Scarecrow, defiance and hatred written all over his face.

For just a moment, the room was utterly silent.

“Fine, have it your way.”

Scarecrow began to twist the man’s arm further. It wasn’t long before the agent began to squirm, then writhe, beneath him. Danny’s stomach churned.

“You know,” Scarecrow began, almost conversationally, “there are plenty of jobs that one can get without the use of their legs, especially with the level of education you have. Anything that doesn’t involve hard labor, really.”

The man’s face was beginning to turn red in his struggle not to scream. He took in gasping breaths, the way that his mouth moved almost reminding Danny of a goldfish.

(He felt awful for the comparison, but it was true.)

“However,” Scarecrow continued, “I find you’d be rather hard-pressed to find a job without the use of your arms. Especially in a place like Gotham, where you can always be replaced by someone eager to do your job for even less money. Of course, you could most likely coast off of savings and severance pay for a while, but…”

He leaned closer to the man’s head, his voice lowering.

“Would you be able to live like that? To live with yourself, if you no longer have a purpose?”

He allowed the agent a few seconds of rest before increasing the pressure on his arm. The agent gasped, letting out a strangled hiss. His arm bones were making fascinating noises in response to the strain. Danny felt sick.

“You seem like a rather driven young man. I’m sure your family would hate to see you unmotivated, directionless. Would they resent you, do you think?”

“Fuck you, you—”

The man was cut off by his own scream as Scarecrow finally allowed his arm to break, audibly splintering into thousands of useless shards of bone.

He had the exact pressure memorized. Clearly, he had done this before.

This was wrong. This was wrong.

Shouldn’t Danny step in, do something?

“That won’t heal cleanly. Even with the best medical care in the world, you’ll end up with permanent damage.”

The man below him wheezed and sobbed, choking on air as Scarecrow let go of his arm carelessly, letting it flop back onto the ground.

“Just the sort of thing something like you deserves,” Scarecrow hissed, his voice cold.

“You tortured a child, and you enjoyed it. You laughed with your friends about it. In your notes, one of your friends complained about the screaming,” Scarecrow brought his leg around, grinding his boot into the man’s broken arm. He howled in agony, writhing uncontrollably.

“Was it inconvenient to him, do you think? Too loud? If you were joking about it, clearly you thought so, too. I could fix that as well.”

He drew out another needle, this one once again filled with fear toxin.

“Scarecrow, wait,” Danny choked out.

Scarecrow turned to look at him.

Even his posture was different than usual. He looked… stiff, more like an animal than a man. When he tilted his head at Danny in a silent question, it looked like something in his neck had snapped, his head lolling to the side.

Danny wondered if he was consciously moving like that, or if it was habit at this point.

“You—we don’t have to do this. We can get information some other way, right? You don’t have to…”

Danny looked down at the GiW agent below Scarecrow. He didn’t even have it in him to glare up at Danny like he had before. Instead he laid limply on the ground, tremors rolling through his body uncontrollably.

“We’ve exhausted every other option and you know it,” Scarecrow said, his voice low, “this is the only way we can move forward.”

“Still, I—I don’t,” Danny swallowed, his throat tight, “this isn’t—this isn’t right. Isn’t there some other way to do this? Like—a truth serum, or something?”

“Truth serums are notoriously unreliable. They’re almost as bad as lie detectors. We’re much more likely to get a reliable result from this.”

Danny just stared at the GiW agent and his splintered, ruined arm. He began to weakly wriggle in Scarecrow’s grasp, which was graciously ignored.

He vaguely remembered himself doing the same thing when he was on the operating table; even if he knew there was no chance of escape, he still thrashed and screamed, desperate to get away. The jagged I-shaped incision on his torso felt uncomfortably warm.

What was there left to say?

“The Bat does the same thing at times, you know,” Scarecrow said, “him and the rest of his brood. By using my toxin, I’m actually lessening the amount of permanent damage that I’m doing. Physically.”

“Still, that doesn’t make it right,” Danny said desperately. “Even if—even if everyone in the world did this, it wouldn’t make it right.”

Scarecrow hummed.

They were both silent for a moment.

His next words were gentle, absurdly so when compared to the scene in front of him.

“I would love an alternative. But…”

He shrugged, hand coming to rest on the break in the GiW agent’s arm. Even without applying any pressure, the man stopped squirming immediately.

“There aren’t any other options,” Danny repeated, his voice flat and his body numb.

“Yes,” Scarecrow said. “I’m sorry.”

There was a pause. No one moved a muscle. Eventually Scarecrow spoke again, his voice strangely empty.

“You can stand outside and keep watch, if you’d like. At such a short distance their radars won’t pick us up.”

Danny said nothing, leaving the room silently.

He sat outside for quite a while.

He was grateful that Scarecrow had, with his help, dragged the agent to one of his previous hideouts. It was soundproofed, after all.

He was glad that he didn’t have to hear the rest of what Scarecrow did to the man.

After what felt like an eternity, Dr. Crane left the building, joining him outside. He guided Danny back to his beat up old truck and they drove home in silence.

“Did you at least…do you know where they are, now?” Danny asked as they entered the apartment, his voice small.

“They didn’t share the details of all of their locations with any one person. I know where one of their locations are, but not their main base of operations.”

Danny felt disgusted. With himself, with Dr. Crane, with the GiW.

He was disgusted by the agent, too. Did he just hate the restless dead so much that he would prefer to be tortured than to give them the upper hand? Did he really think he was in the right?

Was there a chance that he was?

Danny felt very, very small, and very stupid. Stupid and weak and cowardly.

“Danny,” Dr. Crane spoke, his voice soft.

“I’m truly sorry that this is happening to you. I really, truly wish that you didn’t have to endure my company. I…”

He fell quiet. Danny wondered if he was just saying this to pacify him, or if he truly meant it. He wondered if it really mattered in the end.

After a few moments of silence, Dr. Crane sighed, looking truly pained.

“I don’t know. I’m sorry.”

Danny was quiet.

“I’m going to bed early,” he finally said, turning away and leaving without a second glance.

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#dcxdp #dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #dc x dp fic #liminal scarecrow #this kinda shit is how the fic got its name btw.#like yeah obviously it’s also in reference to the contrast between crane and danny’s actual parents #but it’s also about doing what you need to survive vs what is best for the people dependent on you #tshirt that says I love moral quandaries I love when no matter what you do you lose I love torturing characters #Scarecrow: why isn’t torturing everyone who wronged you healing this child. it worked for ME #meanwhile Danny is undergoing the torment nexus #and red hood is doing some doomguy shit #getting swarmed by GiW agents bc he’s one of the only ones showing up on the radar #Tucker voice Wow Mr red hood this is kinda fucked up. can I use the bat computer to hack the pentagon btw

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