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Hello!

You’ve said that you fly on planes pretty often… As someone who’s never been on a plane before, could you tell me about what it’s like riding in a plane for the first time/some things you’ve learned to do to make it an easier experience?

Hope you’ve been doing well <3

with the qualifiers that while I used to fly a lot, I haven't since late 2019 + different airlines have extremely varying standards for comfort + I'm white and able bodied so there are a lot of common concerns that I've never had to think about:

-> being in an airport is first and foremost about waiting around and doing nothing. you queue to check your bag, you queue to go through security, you sit at your gate for a while after the inevitable delays to your takeoff time, you wait for your boarding group to be called, you queue in the group itself to get on the plane, eventually you queue to get off the plane, you queue to go through customs, and then you wait while staring aimlessly at some kind of hypnotic carousel of nearly identical black suitcases to collect your checked luggage. you can either gaslight yourself into believing that there is enjoyment to be found in waiting in huge lines or you can lose yourself to the queue madness.

-> speaking of the hypnotic bag carousel, it'll be easier to pick out your checked bags on sight if they're more distinct looking. if you've got some brightly colored suitcases, use those, otherwise they might pass you by three times before you spot them.

-> if you have a tendency to get car sick or sea sick or anything then I'd recommend bringing some anti nausea medication, in my experience most flights aren't particularly bumpy but better safe than sorry. plane bathrooms can be kinda nasty, if you're concerned about hygiene then you might want to bring some surface wipes. they tend to blast the AC, and the blankets they give out are static electricity central, so I'd recommend wearing a good jacket/cardigan and maybe bringing a small TSA approved(tm) sized bottle of hand cream.

-> if something about the processes of bag checking, security, boarding, customs, etc. is confusing you, you'll likely be in a group of dozens of people trying to do the same thing and you can ask around to see if someone if willing to explain.

-> your airline will probably tell you how early before your flight you should to get to the airport, and I would always advise arriving even earlier than that. ex., I've had a lot of experiences where getting there three hours before an international flight was technically enough time, but I had to rush everything and only got to my gate at the last minute. I would a hundred times over prefer to window shop in the expensive tech stores on the other side of security for half an hour than have to book it with my carry on down a huge backrooms looking empty hallway just to barely make it in time.

-> this could easily be a me thing but I've found the version of myself that exists on airplanes only wants to entertain herself with activities that I would never consider with my feet on solid ground. I enter an airplane and suddenly voraciously want to do a crossword and listen to europop. basically, if you're nervous about the flying itself, then I'd suggest planning to do something fun and kind of novel so you can have something a bit special to look forward to.

-> if you've got a window seat, look out the window! look at your city from above and either have an existential crisis or develop a god complex, it's great. watching a sunrise while flying over the ocean is basically like inventing a religion.

[the-pessimists-paradigm]

Create-A-Character

A bright and fluttering screen was the only light source in his room, Leviathan like a moth to a blinding flame, regardless of how cold the floor was beneath his blanket. Characters ran around as dialogue flickered on the screen, he smashed more buttons, his fingers working autonomously. Pixels crashing, sputtering out and fizzling with orange sparks as he let out a sigh. Lingering on the screen was his very first save file with you.

One from eleven years ago. Time with you had passed like a flash of light. He remembered your fingers softly touching with his as you slashed monsters, or reached finish lines, accomplishing small goals. Your smirk as you occasionally beat him, eyes glinting in victory, fists raised, both your chuckles echoing in the air. Game after game, year after year, lines were forming.

Around your eyes, your skin became tighter, as if it was holding on for dear life. Even as you aged, he still appreciated your beauty, caressing your face as you slept. That happened more now, falling asleep on his lap, struggling to stay awake from the pain creeping around your body from concerts. He knew from Belphie's rage at Lilith's human and the exchange program, that you were frail. It still hit him like a truck that this would actually happen.

Blue jellyfish had a faint yellow glow, soft turquoise and blues reflected from his ceiling, as you laid in his bathtub weeks later. A polyester graphic sweater held onto you, only centimeters of space as you snuggled into the crook of his neck. A cyan coral reef with its rocks, neon fish swimming in the tiny castles. The corners of your mouth turned up as you took one last breath, your bodies tangled together.

It took him a few moments to process what just happened. The filtered hues colored your face, as he cradled it, tears forming at the corners of his eyelids. Manga lay astray on his desk, as he spoke in hushed tones. "A-Are you there?" He saw the way your fingers, cold to the touch, held onto his, like a final blessing.

Your peaceful passing, karma from the time you spent together, his care as you grew old, clutching your back, as he heard your shaky breaths. Thoughtful gifts left by your room, pink and purple pillows with custom pillowcases. Handmade cardigans for the winter. A warm blanket covered you as his tears were the only noise in the room.

[sad-bath]

Can I order a Robin x reader fic that’s fall/halloween themed? It could just be a bunch of headcanons

I hope this is adequate, thank you for the request!

Pairing: Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader

warnings: Use of Y/N, She/Her pronouns

wc: 873

dividers by enchanthings ✿

Robin loved fall.

She loved everything about the season. From the cooling temperatures, to the browning of the leaves that fell from their branches. From the festivities of fall markets, to the slow build to Halloween night.

Robin loved Halloween.

The holiday,(which Robin would always argue that, yes, Halloween is a holiday,) was still a couple weeks away. But, as the air grew crisp and pumpkins began showing up in stores, she couldn’t help but get excited. She planned couples costumes, and searched through thrift stores for any pieces that could be of use.

Her shifts at family video would pass by as she sifted through movies she'd plan to take home for movie dates, much to Steve's dismay.

"I get that you're, like, excited about having a girlfriend, but i don't see why that means you get to slack off here, okay?" Steve's tone was that of a tired parent, and his arms had been crossed over his chest. Robin was sure he was just jealous she'd gotten a girlfriend before he did.

"Steeeeeve." Robin groaned, setting her chosen movies to the side."

"Just saying!"

The couch underneath her, her girlfriend's couch, was plush. Lumpy, but not so much as to make her uncomfortable. The small TV flicked through the same three channels as Robin sighed. The day had been long, school got out only a few hours ago and band rehearsal seemed to drag on. The fact she had a date planned later tonight did not help.

Speaking of her date, she'd been ready for a while now. Her jeans cuffed, high top converse laced up her ankles that were crossed over the armrest of the corduroy couch. She'd tucked her dark red knit sweatshirt into her pants, and pulled her short dirty blonde locks into a small ponytail, letting her bangs fall to sit on her forehead. And after a final touch of eyeliner on her waterline, and a quick pinky finger of Vaseline to her lips, she was ready.

Y/N on the other hand, was not.

She'd let Robin into her house about an hour ago, dressed only in a robe and hair still damp, skin still dewy from the warm shower. She'd pulled Robin into a hug, smiling all the while, before pressing a chaste kiss to Robin's lips, something Robin was sure she'd never lose the feeling of thrill from. The scent of cinnamon stuck to her skin, whether it was from the fall scented body wash Y/N had bought the last time they went out together or the process of baking the cinnamon apple pie that now sat on the counter in the kitchen, Robin was unsure. Y/N had lead Robin to the living room, pouring her a cup of tea before fleeing to her room upstairs to get ready.

Just as Robin had let out another sigh, she heard footsteps thumping down the stairs and felt the oxygen leave her lungs as Y/N came into view.

She wore denim jeans, an off-white tank top and a loose cardigan. The green of the cardigan complimenting her skin perfectly, and the soft makeup somehow enhancing her already otherworldly beauty. She heard a small laugh and she knew she must've been staring. Robin sat up slowly as Y/N approached the couch, placing a finger under Robin's chin to close her slightly parted lips.

"Careful, Robbie. You're catching flies." Y/N spoke. Softly, with a hint of a sultry tone that always made Robin swoon. Yeah, Y/N was it for her. "You ready to go?" Robin nodded, speechless for what she believed was the first time in her life. "C'mon then, silly." Y/N grabbed Robin's hands and pulled her to stand.

The fall fair was busy.

The typically empty street of downtown Hawkins was now filled with booths and vendors, and customers filling in the empty space. The evening seemed to pass by fast, though time spent with her girlfriend always seemed to fly away. They'd been to almost every tent, spending much more money on each other then they'd planned, and they ended up with a couple bags of caramel popcorn, candied apples, handmade candles, and matching necklaces they took turns putting on each other. As the sky dimmed and nightfall neared, Y/N drove the pair out to a local lookout that peered over the city. They parked and sat on the hood of the car, letting a mixtape play through the speakers. Soon, they'd have gotten through a bag of popcorn and several different conversation topics. Constellations painted the sky, but there was nothing Robin wanted to appreciate more than the sight of her girlfriends moonlit face.

"You're gorgeous, have I ever told you that?" Robin asked, her voice raspier than usual from overuse, something that happened regularly when she was with Y/N.

"Only like, everyday." Y/N grinned, looking at Robin through her eyelashes.

"Oh," Robin blinked. "Well, it's true." Y/N laughed, gentle, and Robin's heart skipped a beat.

"Thank you, baby." Baby. "You are too."

That night, Robin would tuck into the crook of Y/N's neck, breathing in the warm smell of cinnamon and caramel. Sheets fresh, and a quilt heavy on their bodies that tangled together as they both let themselves fall into sleep.

[brynnterpretations]

Hello! I hope you’re having a lovely day! I would like to ask for a ship request for my OC Magdalena (Maggie) with the Bowers Gang, please. She is a first-gen Mexican-American, 5’4”, with olive-toned skin and a curvier (mid-size) body. Her hair is dark brown, long, and fluffy, sort of like a lion’s mane, and her eyes are brown. She wears a lot of light colors, dainty floral prints, and feminine pieces, etc. Maggie gravitates more towards tank tops, dainty blouses, cardigans, skirts, dresses, loose-fitting jeans, flats, Mary Janes, and kitten heels. She is a very lively, friendly girl who cares for others more than she cares for herself. She uses humor and sarcasm to diffuse situations often. While she appears to be very easygoing, Maggie actually has very low self-esteem and bottles up her big emotions, which cause her to be very sensitive and defensive, making her especially catty and blunt during verbal arguments. Maggie was raised Catholic and is forced to act as the perfect, family-oriented, obedient daughter at home. She likes a wide variety of music, most notably Bananarama, Donna Summer, the Runaways, Dokken, Caifanes (Mexican goth rock band), TOTO, and the Beatles. Her hobbies include playing volleyball for the Derry High girls' team, sewing her own clothes (most of her closet is homemade), going to the record store, and nature walks in the woods or quarry whenever she has free time away from her family.

I apologize if I wrote too much. Thank you so much for taking the time to work on this. I truly appreciate your amazing work!

You didn't write too much at all! She sounds so interesting and if you write something with her I'd love it to be sent to me. Thank you for the kind words and sending this in!

I ship Maggie with...

Victor Criss

Maggie and Victor meet during fifth-period chemistry after being paired together as lab partners. Before then, the two hadn’t interacted much; while Victor always thought she was pretty, they ran in completely different social circles, so he didn’t know her well enough to form a romantic interest in her.

However, once they start working together, Victor falls — hard. He's very much attracted to soft, gentle, artistic types, and as he engages in polite small talk with her throughout their lessons, he becomes extremely interested in Maggie.

And, as much as Victor likes those aforementioned types, what he likes most is someone who has a bit going on in their lives, particularly because he can relate, and believes that the best relationships come through working through issues together. So, all in all: the guy's sold.

After learning more about her and taking her family life into account, Victor would ask her out in the most gentlemanly, Victor way by asking to meet her after class before laying the big question: "would you like to go on a date with me?"

The dates would be extremely thoughtful and sweet; the first date, Victor takes her to Derry's record store, and tries picking out records for her that she likes, learning her music taste in the process. While Vic has a pretty cut-and-dry post-punk music taste, he's extremely open-minded, and would make a point to listen to things she recommended.

As he learns her taste more, he makes her custom mixtapes, and will 100% jam out to Cafaines with her.

On that note, Victor is absolutely enthralled by her hobbies. While creative, he's not super crafty, and also... he is not a sporty person at all. He's very much blind to physical senses, so he loves watching her play, and finds a lot of joy and solace in being around her while she sews or goes on walks, even if the two aren't talking too much.

(Also, let's be real, Vic thinks she's really hot while playing volleyball).

Additionally, Vic would be pretty in-tune with the standards her family imposeds on her regarding religion. He grew up in a New-Age, spiritual household, and nobody can be blind to the effects of organized religion in Derry's heavily Catholic community. He wouldn't be pushy, but he'd definitely try to talk to her about her religion, home life, etc.

To that point, he knows what it's like to always have to be the "rock" for people, and while he doesn't have that gendered, religious aspect to his experiences, he understands that Maggie does, and he takes that very seriously.

Vic would be able to understand her insecurities, and would always put boundaries between people (*cough* Bowers and Hockstetter *cough*) and her. He specifically makes sure what is and isn't O.K. in the relationship (E.G. is it fine if he picks you up at your house? What compliments are O.K.? What compliments are not O.K.?) and is always very attentive to her.

However, the guy's a massive stoner, and will sometimes lose social awareness, which could possibly lead to discomforts in situations with other people; while he's Maggie's #1 guard dog and boundary-setter, when he's had two many hits of the penjamin, he goes into la-la land. I could imagine this causing some tension in the relationship, because he definitely would get too caught up in high-thoughts to realize what Patrick just said to Maggie, but not full-on arguments.

And, that brings us to the others boys. I’m going to be completely honest: Henry and Patrick are not good with people of color, particularly women of color. Patrick is more of a “casual” racist, who drops extremely offensive comments and "jokes" at the drop of a hat, while Henry… well, we know how he treated Mike.

So, Patrick would find every possible thing to say something offensive about when it comes to Maggie, whether it’s her heritage or her religion (and, since the ‘80s is when the priest scandals really started to hit mainstream, bro does not hold back). Henry, on the other hand, would probably not say much to her face, but make snide comments about her mixed ethnicity.

However, as he gets to know her more, he would warm up to her quite a bit. While I'd imagine Henry would say nasty things about Maggie concerning her heritage before her relationship with Vic — while they're in very different social circles, it's not hard to pick out a girl of color in a place like Derry — he would get at least ten shitty comments in.

I'm not gonna lie, the guy has two factors he uses to decide how awful he's going to be, and it's a) is she hot and b) is she the "standard woman": AKA quiet and likeable. If the answer is yes, he will somewhat cease his bigotry. On the outside, Maggie fits the "yes" to both, so she grows on him, and he would have at least one drunken bonding session with her.

That being said, as long as Vic isn't high as a kite, he will fight for Maggie. Our dude will go to war for Maggie. Even with the power dynamics in the group, Victor has made it clear he won't tolerate shit, and everyone respects that (even Hockstetter, in his own Hockstetter way, which... I mean, it's something, but he definitely still is a dick to her).

Belch, on the other hand, has a huge crush on Maggie. Like, huge. Embarrassingly huge. He tries his best to hide it, but he finds Maggie extremely sweet, funny, beautiful, and loves her taste in music — just because the guy's a metalhead doesn't mean he can't get down to some Beatles. Vic is his best friend in the group, so he tries not to let it show, but he always beams when he talks to her and makes an effort to be thoughtful, gentle, and kind to her.

All in all, while there are some canon-typical bumps (*more aggressive coughing* Patrick *even more aggressive coughing*), Victor and Maggie have a very good relationship, and the boys have accepted her (Belch especially). Have fun with them, Mags.

[msweebyness]

DuPont School for Monstrous Youths- Eloise Matuidi

🎶Don’t unplug her, or sh-shut her down!🎶 Eloise is powered up and joining the scene! @artzychic27 @imsparky2002

Species: Robot (Modern Tech)

Appearance/Attire: Short, black hair made of metal wire in a bob cut, Chrome antenna with red sensors on left side of head, Green power button in center of forehead, Fiberglass eyes with glowing pale green irises, constantly displaying data transmission numbers, shiny chrome skin with orifices at joints that glow with green energy, rocket boosters in feet and hands, short and slender build. Headband made of braided copper wire, bright green polo shirt, steel gray choker with red buttons, metallic gray cardigan, fingerless green gloves, khaki pants with a circuitry designed belt, red leather penny loafers.

Bio: As logical and even-tempered as they come, Eloise was built only recently with all the latest digital enhancements. With the intellect of at least five people, especially in the field of mathematics, she’s one of the school’s leading stars in academics. While a loyal and dedicated friend, Eloise often struggles with understanding ‘organic’ concepts such as emotions, especially since those she’s programmed to feel aren’t as strong as the real thing. This can cause her to come off as cold and apathetic when she doesn’t really mean to. However, she does her best to understand and is always willing to lend a hand modicum when someone needs help with their studies. She may be an artificial being, but she cares for real, especially about her best friend Anais.

Quotes:

“I apologize, I am not certain what emotion I am to express at this time.”

“Is this a custom of organic beings I’m unaware of?”

“One moment, my data receptors can only take in so much at one instance.”

“Deciphering complex equations is a calming process for me when my circuits are overheating.”

“Emotional systems overloading. Please hold for a moment while rebooting process commences.”

“I understand that in situations such as this, a hug is a good solution?”

She’s a bot, but the good kind! Leave your thoughts in the comments and reblogs!

[gobblinggojo]

Roslyn; a kirishima x reader short story

Roslyn

A Kirishima x Reader Short-Story

"Won't, Won't let you talk me down,"

Warnings: angst, abusive relationships, suicide mentioned, gender-neutral reader, cursing, not a happy ending, story is told in kirishima’s pov.

They were ethereal. Absolutely beautiful, angelic–the sun. To me, they meant everything. Love is terrifying. I have always been afraid of loving others, ever since I was younger and had attended U.A. My friends thought I was joking–each time I told them that I was scared that they would disappear if I expressed how much I loved them. 

I met them shortly after I had graduated U.A and had begun my early years as a hero. (s/c) skin, painted freshly with violet bruises–various scars littered their arms. They tried oh so hard to cover the marks with a cardigan, but I always saw them. They were a tired mess, almost always. 

(y/n).

The day I learned their name was the day that I knew that I was in love. 

Aren't we just terrified?

Shale, screen your worry from what you won't ever find.

Don't let it fool you, don't let it fool you…

I was terrified. We both were. (Y/n) worked at a small bakery I would visit frequently after my shifts. They would greet me with a tight-lipped smile, waving awkwardly as they awaited my order. We didn’t begin to get close until my fifth or so visit. They’d sit with me during their breaks, listening as I spoke about my day. Each day I’d come to see them, more bruises would appear.

I knew someone was harming them. But, you can’t force something out of someone unless they truly want help. (Y/n) did not wish for help. At times I’d press them for answers, but I’d never get a straight one.

“Who’s hurting you?” “I don’t know what you mean, Eijirou,” they’d give me one of their tight-lipped smiles in response, awkwardly pulling the sleeves of their cardigan down. 

I wouldn’t press on. I should have pressed on. 

I learned of what was going on when I had walked into the bakery that Wednesday morning and saw someone screaming at them from in front of the counter. They were scared; flinching and sobbing out incoherent words.

“Stop acting like a fucking idiot, (Y/n)! Where the fuck is it?” The man's fist raised, many customers watched in complete horror and shock as his fist came into swift contact with (Y/n’s) cheek; leaving a nasty bruise. 

I was in complete and utter shock. When my mind had finally processed what had happened, the man was being escorted out by the manager; (Y/n) still stood behind the counter, hand holding their cheek as they stared right at me. Tears welled up in their eyes, and mine. 

The puzzle pieces connected together finally. A puzzle in which I had already known what it would be. 

Bones, blood and teeth erode with every crashing node.

Wings wouldn't help you, wings wouldn't help you...

Down.

After that day, many things changed between (Y/n) and me. I had become a safe-haven for them. We began to see one another outside of their work hours; they would come and stay with me for days at a time, avoiding the monster they had grown to fear. I stayed up with them, listening to their cries.

“I’m so fucking scared, Eijirou! I love him so much but I’m terrified!”

“I know,” was all that I could ever muster to say back; my heart breaking more and more as they spoke of how in love they still were. 

I spent almost two years loving someone who would never love me back–instead choosing to love someone who only hurt them instead of love them. 

Then–he left them for another.

I had lost (Y/n) after their abuser's disappearance. They began to go down a hardcore road–refusing to eat, constantly self-harming and even trying to end their own suffering. 

At one point while I was on the clock, I had to save them from jumping off of a bridge. The night I did that, I refused to let go–I held them so close; crying and begging for them to stop this. 

“I love you, so much (Y/n).” My words fell on deaf ears. 

After that night, I tried everything in my power to help (Y/n) see that everything would be okay. I spent nights watching over them, talking to them, letting them cry on my shoulder all so that they could see that everything was okay. 

My efforts were in vain. I lost (Y/n). 

No one ever told me how it happened–just that while I was out of town on a mission they had ended their suffering. I didn’t attend the funeral–for I could not stand to see them being placed into the ground; I didn’t even properly grieve until a week or two after everything had set in. 

Now, here I am–standing in front of their grave, staring daggers down into the cobblestone carved with meaningless words. In my right hand, I gripped a bouquet of dahlia’s. In the other, I gripped their cardigan as the tears fell. 

My sun was gone. 

"Won't, Won't let you talk me down,"

[craftycoola]

Happy NYE/NY everyone!

Because 'tis the season for reflection, I went through my camera roll and picked out the 9 projects from this year that I'm proudest of.

(We all know what posts from this year got the most online attention, but I think it's important to be introspective and think about what projects and posts were actually most valuable to me. Anyways. /soapbox)

Swan Song Scarf (Jasmine Lin, Crafty Coola). This is my design, and although I released it a good while ago, I'm still incredibly proud of it. I spent a lot of time sketching, charting, knitting, ripping back... it was a labor of love, but I'm proud that I stuck with it and got a result I'm happy with. Yarn: Miss Babs Yummy 2-Ply (World in a Book and Light Clematis)

Woodland Cardigan (Anna Johanna, Where We Once Knitted). This was my first time steeking, and yeah, I'm pretty gosh-darned proud of that. Yarn: Knit Picks Palette (Wonderland Heather and Calypso Heather)

Anza Dress (Kennis Wong, Itch to Stitch). This was my first time installing buttons, making (sewn) buttonholes, using interfacing (...don't judge me), and sewing scoop pockets. So many new techniques for me, but it created such a polished product and was an excellent learning opportunity. I'm so glad I took the leap with this pattern. Fabric: Singer Brand Cotton Poplin (2 yards)

Color Triangle (p: do you love the color of the sky?). This was my first time using powdered acid dye (read: Big Girl Dye instead of tie-dye/Rit/food coloring)! Obviously the whole color-formulating process for the Color of the Sky shenanigans remains in progress, but I'm proud of this triangle as it is anyways. Fiber: Knit Picks Stroll Bare, Dye: G&S Acid Dyes

Custom Intarsia Blanket. This depicts DNA replication using restriction enzymes and DNA ligase. I did this one for a custom commission, and I'm proud of myself for a) designing it, b) being so free with it, and c) getting to make something science-y! I sketched a rough plan before beginning, but I had to make an absurd amount of adjustments along the way -- in the end, I even had to duplicate stitch over the restriction enzyme bit with a half-strand (i.e. half the plies) of yarn since the stash yarn was too fine. I'm so used to planning everything and then being stubborn; this was a great exercise in adaptability and letting go.

Elderberry Dress (Shavonne Cruz, Mood Sewciety). I'm not one to do muslins or even much fitting on my sewing projects. I tend to just take patterns straight out of the envelope and then sew them, consequences be damned. This dress, though? After each wear, I've been making little adjustments to improve it; shaping the neckline and adjusting the fit, amongst other things. That's something I want to carry forward for my future projects.

Eliane Scrubs (Jalie). These aren't anything particularly special from a technical perspective, but they are possibly my most-worn me-made EVER. They've held up to weekly wear and washing and I'm proud of them for that, as well as of myself for letting my babies "do their job" instead of hiding them way out of fear. Fabric: cotton poplin

Fractal Yarn (p: swirling solar winds). I spun most of this for Tour de Fleece (which feels like a lifetime ago!) and it's a huge accomplishment for me. I'm often afraid to break down gradient braids, so doing a fractal spin was a first for me! I also got it nice and fine; a practical weight for what I usually work with. Fiber: Emily C Gillies (now House of Wool) Luck of the Draw December 2022 on Merino/Silk

Handspun Sweater (p: we pull apart the stars). Ok, so this isn't finished, but handspun sweater. I think that speaks for itself as far as why I'm proud!

[raphlecia]

Fendi Spring 2024 RTW

i love it when color theory does it's damn thing. bold orange and powder blue, powder blue and brown, brown and pistachio ice cream green, pistachio ice cream green and mauve-ish grey, mauve-ish grey and sunny yellow, sunny yellow and powder blue! it's so addictive to look at, especially in the way they are combined in the process of how the pieces are all styled. though i haven't kept up much with fashion for quite a bit -- i'm having a bit of a fashion burnout -- i was pleasantly surprised to have my attention caught by Fendi this season.

i was about to say i've grown tired of monochromatic looks but i don't think that's necessarily true, in general at least. it's just that when i see how some brands have gone about showcasing their more monochromatic collections, when it's not something ordinarily seen from them as opposed to the likes of Yohji Yamamoto, the styling looks more like character costumes despite being Ready-To-Wear. and it makes it difficult for me to decipher who their customers are, who could connect with their aesthetic sensibilities and style philosophies.

with this collection, though, it was as though i stepped into the wardrobe of a well-off working woman who's always out running errands in the city. there were gloves, cardigans, pants, and shoes that were identical in color on different models in entirely different outfits. this looked like the wardrobe of a woman who enjoyed wearing the same things over and over in different ways, playing with the way her clothing functions. i think that's very important in fashion and style; to play with one's clothing. to play with one's clothing like we did with our parents' clothing when we were children playing dress up, turning tops into dresses and neckties into scarves and socks into gloves.

[viviennes-tears]

He will wait a lifetime for her (Sylki drabble)

18+ blog: It is YOUR responsibility, as a reader, to think about the content that you consume at your own discretion. 

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A/N: This is the first prompt request for the short October 2023 run, so thank you to anonymous for messaging me privately, I hope you like it.

If you are interested in requesting please read the rules (pinned to my profile) first before submitting your prompt request. Thank you 😊 x

Prompt by Anonymous on Wattpad: Hi could you please write Sylki fluff when they reunite

Summary: Loki finds Sylvie working in McDonald's, joining her on her lunch break, spending time with her after searching for her for so long.

Warnings: None

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Loki's eyes instantly began to tear up upon seeing Sylvie after all this time. He never expected to find her working at McDonald's of all places, being the first face the customers see, the red and white striped uniform with a name tag pinned to her chest made her look almost human. Far from the leathers and cape he was used to.

Mobius pat's Loki on his back for support, in return Loki slightly nodded his head in gesture of thanks, then he took a deep breath before slowly and purposely approaching the service counter. Sylvie's smile slipped from her lips as he approached after her last customer she served stepped aside waiting for their order.

"Hi." Loki says softly, his eyes still teary and hopeful too. He hopes she doesn't run, if she did, he knows it would hurt him deeply.

Sylvie looks over his shoulder at Mobius, who just gives her a small wave and smile, before he takes a seat at one of the nearby tables. Then Sylvie's gaze is back on Loki. "I'm just going on my break!" Sylvie announces to the other employees, as she grabs her knee length cardigan, which causes Loki to sigh heavily thinking she's going to duck out on him. Instead Sylvie grabs some food, bags it up and fills up two cups of Coke, then she bumps into his arm on her way out as if inviting him to follow her.

Loki didn't have to be asked twice, but he had to check in with Mobius first, he looked towards him with puppy dog eyes. Mobius mouthed, "go get her." Loki smiled at that before he left the fast food restaurant to catch up with Sylvie in the parking lot.

He found Sylvie sitting on the back of a green truck with the brown paper bag beside her as she began to unpack one of the boxes, before she held it out to Loki once he was close enough, and he graciously accepted it. He hesitated a moment before he sat down on the back of the truck too, the brown paper bag with the big yellow m on the side was all that separated them. He carefully watched Sylvie as she opened a second box that she'd taken out of the bag. Watching her take the first bite, before he opened the box she handed him, and he too then began to eat.

They ate in silence. A silence that was a little awkward initially, but it soon turned into a peaceful moment between the pair. The slight breeze past their faces and through their hair, the air cool and the sky a little cloudy, yet not dark. It was decent enough.

It took Loki half way through his Big Mac to move the brown paper bag out of the way, placing it further back, catching Sylvie's gaze briefly in the process. He then scooted closer towards her, their shoulders then touched, and he gave her a soft smile. Deep down he knows she's worried about what he will say about being pushed through the Time Door, except for the time being he didn't want to talk about it, nor about what she did to Kang. He just wanted to enjoy this moment, being able to spend time with her, with his Sylvie. Even if it will take time for her to get where he is emotionally and physically, he will wait, he will wait a lifetime for her.

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[dragonmuse]

@thetragicallynerdy commented that a library au would be cute and while I can't actually write one (I would rant about systemic issues in modern libraries and the idea of a patron flirting with me makes me kind of sick to my stomach), I did realize I had ideas about staffing. So here's that:

Stede is the library director (derogatory) Eddy is the assistant director (by choice, every one knows they could be director, they just like having the chillier job title). Mostly Eddy does the adult programming even though it's not in her job description because no one is doing just what's in their job description.

Lucius is the head of adult services and does most of the collection development because it's his greatest joy on the job and also lets him sit in his office with Kirkus and highlight the bitchiest reviews for his blog. The adult librarians are Ivan and Roach. Ivan would be great with patrons who need computer help and I think Roach would be the kind of librarian who only recommends books that he personally likes whether the patron would enjoy them or not. He has a good book club though.

Oluwande is the head of children's services (please picture him with a a really great cardigan that has a ton of cute pins on it) and he's always fighting for more staffing because of the amount of programming they have to do. Frenchie and Fang are the children's librarians. There is always one children's librarian that plays the guitar, it's basically a requirement. Frenchie would lead sing-alongs all the time and also be really good at following kids' convoluted stories. I think Fang would be so good at storytime, I don't know why, just a gut feeling and he's so friendly and lovely that I bet kids would come in asking for him all time.

John is the head of circulation. He's both good at customer service and slightly intimidating so it's easy to protect his staff from angry patrons. He also advocated for going fine free along with Oluwande and they won by sheer persistence. The Swede is a circ assistant, who knows all the patrons by first name and forgets to do his job because he's chatting with them.

Izzy is the head of technical services (cataloging and book processing basically). The department is in the basement and people regularly forget they're down there until someone emerges with a cart with a persistently squeaky wheel to deliver the books to circ. Jim is the cataloger and their word is law on records. No librarian has ever challenged them and won. If they make a mistake, no they fucking didn't.

Buttons is a patron who is there so long and so often, everyone assumes he works there. He has a chair. No one else sits in The Chair.

[pluviacuratio-a]

   sense  and  other  specific  headcanons

what does your muse smell like ? Typically some form of citrus, thanks to her shampoo and conditioner, not to mention the soaps she likes to use, but also often alcohol or other things to sanitize thanks to being in the medical profession. If she's not been working, she'll usually smell like whatever she's been cooking!

what do your muse’s hands feel like ? Her hands are mostly soft, but there are a few callouses on her finger pads and some scars on the backs of her hands from cooking and helping her parents in their jewelry shop and workshop. She likes to try and take care of them, but often gets distracted by everything else... and most lotions she'd use end up getting washed off multiple times a day, thanks to the medical profession again lmfao

what does your muse usually eat in a day ? Her diet varies pretty wildly, honestly. It's almost always homecooked, though, with a few prepackaged meals or snacks during the middle of the day if she really needs it. What she actually eats is really up to her mood and what she has on hand. She's very much interested in learning about foods from different cultures, so she's always exploring new recipes and whatnot. Her defaults are Italian, Japanese, and American foods!

does your muse have a good singing voice ? Yes! She's actually a brilliant singer. Her singing va would be Annapantsu from youtube!! Also a good voice for her in general.

does your muse have any bad habits or nervous ticks ? Her worst habit is simply not sleeping because she feels like she needs to continue to get things done. Otherwise, she also has a habit of lying about how she's feeling in order to not "burden" anyone, and for nervous ticks she will tap her fingers, hum, comb her fingers through or over her hair, tug on her clothes, and chew on her lips!

what does your muse usually look like/wear ? Bella typically prioritizes comfort over style, so she's nearly always in a long skirt or dress because pants need to be custom tailored for her and she finds that entire process annoying and expensive! She also has to cover a lot of skin because of her albinism to make sure that she doesn't get sunburned. So lots of cardigans, long sleeves, maxi skirts and dresses...

is your muse affectionate ?  how so ? Very much so. She's a very physically affectionate person, often giving hugs, holding hands, patting heads, even giving platonic kisses on cheeks and foreheads to people she knows are comfortable with as much. Bella is quick to offer physical affection when she knows that the person on the receiving end is comfortable with as much. She also speaks very affectionately, uses terms of endearment, etc.

what position does your muse sleep in ? Either curled on her side or in a free-fall pose. Sometimes starfish.

could you hear your muse in the hallway from another room ? Sometimes! If she's not really thinking about it, she tends to be very quiet. But she is very capable and very willing to get loud if the situation demands it in her mind.

tagged by: @primegrim (thank you lovely!!) tagging: @xamassed (Anita or Bryning!), @akcboshi (Nikko!), @sleepdeprxved, @prismpowa, @fiercelywinged aaaaaaaaand... take it if you want it!

[kyanitesaphire]

Lightning In A Bottle

Spencer × OC

During his morning commute Spencer meets Eclair, an unusual woman with a more unusual past that she has no memory of. A Criminal Minds sub-plot rewrite of seasons 11-15 with original added plot.

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The sky was so dark, the hour seemed late although it was still early morning and the air was charged with the looming promise of a storm like a blood oath from the atmosphere. Spencer waited for what felt like an eternity for the pot of coffee to finish brewing. By leaving for work a few minutes early to avoid the transit rush, he’d made it to the coffee shop just as the morning rush ended and depleted their reserves .

He stood at the receiving counter and watched intently as the dark beverage drained slowly into the decanter. For a brief moment the shop went quiet as he was the only remaining customer before a light energetic jingling filled the air drawing his attention to the entrance. A woman appearing to be about his age came in half skipping half dancing as she approached the order counter. She wore a thick knitted light brown cardigan over a grey-lilac sundress, clunky black boots with thick rubber soles, and a bright blue ribbon with bells tying the crown of her hair up providing the chaotic jingling that filled Spencer’s ears.

“Damn E, what’s got you so chipper on this drab Thursday? Is it your birthday or something?” One of the baristas asked as she began to dispense a hot chocolate into a tall take out cup.

“Your guess is as good as mine. Maybe it’s the fine weather.” She replied still swaying excitedly as she placed her money on the counter. Spencer furrowed his brow at the odd remark and looked out the front window. Sure enough the skies had just opened up and the pavement already glistened in the ensuing downpour as the sound of rolling thunder rumbled over the city.

“Here you are, one of your favorite sweets with your name on it.” The barista said sliding a small plate with a chocolate éclair across the counter.

“Well I’d hope it had my name on it, otherwise your giving me the wrong pastry.” The bubbly patron quipped as she sashayed past Spencer to a small table by the window. Spencer cleared his throat to get the baristas attention upon noticing the coffee he was waiting on had finally completed its brewing cycle. He reached into his leather messenger bag and pulled out the umbrella he’d packed before leaving his apartment while the barista filled his cup and vigorously blended the heap of sugar into the coffee before pressing a lid onto it. Suddenly he noticed a rhythmic and repetitive brushing against his leg. He looked over and noticed the peculiar woman bent over the receiving counter next to him bouncing her hips side to side.

“Damn Éclair! You need to cool it with you animal planet mating dance. This guy doesn’t even shake hands, I’m sure he doesn’t appreciate you bumping your hips all over him.” The barista scolded handing Spencer his coffee. “ You’ll have to excuse her. Her brain is like Swiss cheese and she forgets herself.” She continued as she retrieved the hot chocolate from the dispenser.

“Technically I only forgot myself once. I just forgot so hard I’ll probably never remember.” Éclair joked as she turned her head to look up at Spencer, making her platinum blond and electric blue hair to fall to one side and her bells to chime playfully. Spencer gave an awkward and confused smile as he situated his umbrella and grabbed his coffee. He was about to turn and leave when his brain finally processed the unusual banter he was in the middle of.

“Are…are you saying you have amnesia?” He asked partially forgetting the urgency of his departure.

“Yeah, apparently I was in some kinda accident or attack or something. They didn’t give me all the specifics but the psychiatrist said my brain is holier than the Vatican, and I’m lucky to be alive let alone cognizant.” Éclair explained as she cradled her beverage in her hands.

“Now she frequently unnerves my regulars with her lack of impulse control.” The barista groaned as she began preparing more pots of coffee.

“I wouldn’t say unnerved myself so much as perplexed.” Spencer clarified as he checked his watch. “Unfortunately, as curious as I am to hear more about it, I need to hurry or I’ll be late for work.” Éclair's expression started to turn sullen, her stormy blue-gray eyes beginning to shimmer with loneliness before suddenly coming to her own epiphany.

“Oh! I know!” she started as she reached over the counter, snatched up a china marker and a cup sleeve, and scrawled her number on it.

“Hold up! You cant be giving you number out to randos in coffee shops!” the barista chided

“ Why not? You do it all the time.” Éclair rebutted tossing the writing implement back on the counter and handing Spencer the inscribed sleeve.

“I can look out for myself. You cant. That’s the difference.”

“Jeez Nikki, you sound more and more like Lurch every time I come in. How am I supposed to make any real friends if I don’t take a chance and trust people sometimes?” Éclair said like an exasperated teen bickering with their mother. “Now, you go before you get in trouble, and call me when your not running late for stuff. k?” she gave Spencer a couple quick dismissing pats against his chest before sauntering back to her table with a wave. Spencer slipped the sleeve over his coffee for safe keeping with a sheepish smile and a bashful blush as he shuffled out of the shop and into the rain.

“See, that’s what I’m talking about. You didn’t even get the candy canes name!” Nikki exclaimed shaking her head as she wiped the counter down.

“Well, he’ll just have to tell me his name when he calls me. Also why candy cane?” Éclair asked as she took a generous bite of her namesake pastry.

“Tall, skinny, and full of nothing but sugar. Seriously, have you seen how much that guy puts in his coffee? This much!” she answered holding her thumb and index finger up about two inches apart. Just then her co-worker came out from the back area off his break.

“You talking about that tall nerdy guy with the curly hair?” he said interjecting himself into the conversation.

“Yeah, scatter brain here gave him her number, but forgot to get his name.”

“Oh my god! I would have loved to see that! He’s a cutie but he’s so awkward he couldn’t pick up a cold let alone a girl.” He said reveling in the gossip. “What on earth did he say to make you give him you digits?”

“Nothing! That’s the problem!” Nikki cut in before Éclair could respond. “He mentioned an interest in her scrambled eggs but had to go and she just threw her number his way.” She continued with a swirling hand gesture around the side of her head before scribbling time stamps on the coffee pots.

“You fell for him hard didn’t you?” he cooed with a half cocked smile. “Those warm brown eyes, plump pink pout, earthy brown locks you just wanna root through…” he started to trail off as Nikki tossed down the china marker and perched her hand on her hip judgingly.

“Damn it Tyler, don’t encourage her.” Nikki demanded looking Tyler up and down through skeptical glares.

“What? I said he’s a cutie…that is until he opens his mouth and an encyclopedia falls out.” Tyler admitted defensively. “ But really, if she sees something she likes, I say go for it. Climb that tree girl.”

Spencer wasted no time busing himself with paperwork to take his mind off how uncomfortably soaked his converse had gotten in his rush into work. The rest of the team noticed the amusing displeasure he was forced to endure but Morgan noticed the cheerfully graffitied cup sleeve encompassing Spencer’s coffee.

“What do we have here? Either they’ve started handing out hook-ups with your morning brew, or pretty boy here had an interesting commute today.” Morgan teased inspecting the penmanship before displaying it to the rest of the team. A chorus of ooohs slowly rose from JJ and Garcia as Spencer struggled to defend himself from the ribbing he was receiving from all angles.

“Is she nice? Is she pretty? How did you meet? Tell me everything!” Garcia pestered eagerly. A blush washed over Spencer’s face as he desperately tried to find the words to describe to his colleagues the unorthodox interaction he himself was still trying to process.

“She must be real pretty, look how red he’s getting.” JJ noted gesturing to her cheeks.

“ None of you are going to let me get any work done until I tell you, are you?” Spencer said sounding defeated.

“Nope! So spill.” Garcia answered scurrying closer to Spencer’s desk essentially cornering him and preventing any escape. He let out a profound sigh before attempting to recount the event to his teammates.

“So, wait… you’re telling me there was no smooth pick up line, no cheesy collision encounter, no heroic rescue… just…’amnesia, cool. Love to hear more but gotta dash.- no problem here’s my number call me.’?” Derek clarified in disbelief.

“Yeah, pretty much.” Spencer said in a mater of fact tone, taking his coffee back from Derek.

“Are you actually going to call her?” JJ asked from her desk. Spencer thought back to the sad expression on Éclair's face when he first said he had to go. An all to familiar loneliness apparent.

“I think I might.” He answered inspecting the sleeve. “I doubt it will go quite how you all seem to think it will, but it cant possibly go as badly as my last date.” He grimaced slightly remembering his recent encounter with Cat Adams. Derek placed a firm yet reassuring hand on Spencer’s shoulder. Spencer drank the last swig of his coffee before removing the sleeve from the now empty cup, running his thumb over the lightning bolt shaped accent aigu hovering over the E of her name. He could hear the distinct tapping of Rossi's designer shoes as he approached the gossiping congregation.

“ Éclair? That’s an interesting name.” Rossi said peering over Spencer’s shoulder. “Is she French?”

“Uhm…she didn’t sound French. At least, I didn’t notice any accent to indicate that she was.” Spencer replied, recalling the sound of her energetic voice as his brows furrowed together.

“Maybe she’s a stripper and she can show our genius here a right good time.” Derek joked to which warranted a dirty look from Spencer. “Oh come on, kid, she’s named after a cream filled pastry. How much more provocative can you get?”

“Actually the word ‘éclair’ means ‘flash of lightning’. The pastry we know today as éclairs were actually called ‘pain à la duchesse’ until 1850.” Spencer rambled off in his usual scholarly manner. He immediately rooted himself into his work, rapidly flipping through the mountain of files before him.