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[umblrspectrum]

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[readychilledwine]

Housewife

✨️Kink education with Elizabeth✨

The Housewife kink, also known as the 1950s Household, is a power play exchange dynamic that typically involves a dom and service sub. It is characterized by one partner being seen as a homemaker and one as the breadwinner. During the 1950s, the homemaker’s “job” was to take care of the household chores, dinner, children (if they had any), and following norms, their husband's needs all while being the picture perfect example of soft femininity and breedability.

Subs partaking in this form of play tend to wear dresses, heels, aprons, ect, while maintaining a clean home and cooking. Many people enjoy this dynamic due to its ability to come into real-life play instead of just hiding in the bedroom.

It is one form kink play that does not necessarily have to be sexual, but that's not why we're all here 👀

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Azriel x Reader

Summary - After a long day of interrogations, Azriel is more than pleased to come home to dinner made, a clean home, and a pretty wife.

Warnings - sub and dom dynamics, references to completely power exchange play, oral (mreceiving), slightly demeaning behavior towards females

A/N - I apologize for the delay. My little is going through a growth spurt and a little fussy today. Plus, it took FOREVER to find the perfect gif.

Azriel opened the door to his cabin. His shoulders were slumped forward, wings hanging slightly lower than normal.

It had been a rough day. He had been torturing the same prisoner for 3 days now. They refused to yield, they refused to break, and they refused to bend and give the shadowsinger what he wanted.

He knew that all would change the second he saw you, though. You were currently setting dinner on the table. Your hair was softly curled and pinned back, a soft touch of makeup graced your face highlighting his favorite features of yours.

You were wearing a blue sundress the flowed out at the bottom with heels and a blue bow in your hair.

“How's my wife today?” He took pleasure in knowing you would not address him until he addressed you. He took pleasure in knowing that within seconds of hearing his voice, you were trained to get him a glass of whiskey and greet him with a kiss.

“Azriel, you're home early,” you immediately went to the liquor counter, dress swaying as you did. You poured him a finger of whiskey, moving to add ice before walking to him and kissing his cheek. “How was your day?”

Azriel drank as you began removing his outer heavy layer for him, watching like a hawk as you hung his coat and placed his already kicked off boats into the precise place he had told you they go.

“Same prisoner as yesterday,” he watched you blink in confusion. “The bastard will not break and submit. Did you make dinner?”

You nodded enthusiastically, walking him to the table and getting him a plate. “I made your favorite.”

Azriel settled into the couch after dinner, watching you as you cleaned dishes. Every soft movement of your dress had his eyes locked on the hem. Each time you'd reach forward slightly, he was rewarded with a glimpse at the garter belt straps that connected to the satin tops of your thigh highs. It was a constant reminder to him that you were his present, waiting to be unwrapped so delicately as a reward for your continued obedient behavior.

“Angel,” he spoke softly. “Are all your chores done after this?”

It should have bothered you as a wingless Illyrian female to hand over submission so willingly out of hope you'd be rewarded with your mate's cock pounding into you over and over, but instead knowing you were about to be rewarded, that he was about to use you like a pretty cock sleeve, that had your thighs pressing together. “They are. Unless you wanted me to do something else.” A cool shadow began swirling your leg. Its touch was like soft kisses and left shivers in its wake.

Azriel leaned back, watching his shadow go on its mission, watching as you took a gasp, spine going straight before moaning his name. “Let me know when you finish.” He placed an arm on the back of the couch, scenting your arousal filling the air as you whimpered and went back to the last few dishes.

It wasn't fair. Trying to focus on scrubbing and rinsing as a shadow sat vibrating against your lace covered clit was nearly impossible. 5 dishes, you reminded yourself. He lets you leave them overnight to dry. Just 5 more. You focused on the dishes, doing the best you could to ignore the growing wetness between your thighs.

You almost jumped as rough hands ran up your arms. “My pretty little wife. My mate,” one of his hands wrapped and held your throat. His other hand ran down your chest, through the valley of your breasts, before settling on your hip. He started placing soft kisses along your neck, your ear. “How lucky am I to have such an obedient wife taking care of my home?” He squeezed your throat softly before his other hand began lifting Your dress. The hand on your throat moved to join the other one as he moved you away From the sink and to a different section of countertop, bending you over it and place one hand at the back of your neck to hold you Down. He groaned as his shadows held up that pretty dress, exposing those sapphire lace panties

"The dishes," you panted.

"Can wait. I can't. I've been hard since I walked in to you setting the table wearing my color, wearing a little bow tying your hair back like some innocent little thing." Your panties were moved to the side. Two fingers began to run the length of your core as Azriel groaned behind you. "So fucking wet I've hardly done anything."

You heard a muffled moan and could only assume he had put his fingers into his mouth. "So sweet, baby." You could hear him undoing his pants, feel as the head of his cock ran your folds. You could feel down the bond that it would be a long night.

You gasped loudly, gripping the counter with a mix between a moan and scream as he pushed into the hilt. Azriel wasted no time, threading one hand into your hair and pulling while the other held your hip. Azriel growled as you wiggled slightly, causing you to still. "Such a good little wife."

He wasted no time, setting a pace that had your toes curling in those heels that made your ass look phenomenal. Shadows quickly moved to hold the dress up, allowing the hand on your hip to move to your still covered clit.

There was something freeing about being below him, serving him, being used by him. It was enough for that coil to tighten faster as your mind went blank, focusing on nothing but the feeling of his heavy hard cock hitting every nerve inside of you, angling until he found the spot that had you scream his name.

Despite the roughness he fucked you with, the power you were freely handing to him, Azriel still sent wave after wave of his love, his admiration, and his pride down the bond. With each wave, that coil got tighter and tighter, your moans louder and more desperate as your body felt like it was on fire. "Be a good wife and cum for me," his fingers pressed down on that bundle of nerves, hips pistoning into you even faster as you screamed his name, walls milking his cock.

Azriel pulled out instead of following you over the ledge, ripping that dress off of you and leaving you in the lingerie and heels. He lifted you into his arms while you still came down from the high, your vision almost blurred.

You felt the soft bed under you, smelling the fresh sheets you had just changed hours ago. Azriel smelled them too as he positioned you with your head hanging off the bed. "You spoil me," his hands ran to your breasts, squeezing and tweaking your nipples.

His cock sat heavy and leaking near your face, soaked in your release, "Open." You smiled, opening your mouth wide, allowing him to push in just as two fingers slid into your heat.

He was gentle this time, for now at least, fucking your throat. You ran your tongue along his length, hollowing your cheeks and swallowing around him. You were at his mercy, wiggling and moaning around him as the wet noises of his cock in your mouth and his fingers thrusting in and out of you echoed with his moans and occasional whimper.

His pace picked up as his fingers did, making him chuckle in satisfaction as you gagged around him. "You deserve a reward for how hard you worked today, don't you, y/n?" He groaned as you moaned around him, vibrating his cock as he held it deep in your throat. "Not a single thing out of place, every chore finished, and I came home to you looking like a delicious treat? What a good little wife." You felt your vision getting slightly blurry until he pulled out again, your pleasure almost maddening as he avoided the spongy spot inside of you and brushed your swollen clit with ghost like touches. "That's what you are isn't it? No thoughts in that pretty mind of yours but pleasing me and taking my cock like an obedient whore?"

You would have nodded, begging him to give you what you needed as you agreed to every word, but his cock was still occupying and twitching in your mouth. You knew from the way his fingers had become messier in their rhythm, from the way his words were getting breathy, from how each moment of your throat burning as he held himself deep inside grew longer and longer that he was close.

You had been dreaming of his all day. Dreaming for your reward for dusting, for cooking, for cleaning. The reward you'd get when he came home to a spotless house, to his laundry done, to you wearing your pretty outfit for him.

His fingers curled into the spot you needed, pressing and tapping there as shadows curled and flicked your nipples and his thumb ran gentle circles on your clit. You finished within seconds with no warning, crying around his cock, hands fisting the sheets.

Azriel fell over the edge soon after, spilling with his cock shoved all the way into your mouth forcing you to swallow what you could, head thrown back as his wings flared and he moaned your name without shame.

He pulled out, fisting the exposed length and allowing the last of his cum to land on your face, admiring the mess of drool, makeup, and his seed you had become. His fingers left your cunt, going to his own mouth as he licked them clean with a smile. He watched as your hand waved and the bathtub began to fill.

"I'm not done with you yet," he panted, hands trailing your body.

You smiled, your own hands running up and down his thighs. "I counted in that, but let me take care of your other needs first."

Azriel looked up, a wide smile on his face as he sent a silent prayer to whoever blessed you with acts of service as your love language. "I would really like that."

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[moonlitnyx]

𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌 𝐂𝐔𝐏 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐄𝐀, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄!

Starring | Venti, Xiao, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Aether x GN reader

Synopsis | It's a cold, breezy day, and your absolutely freezing!

Format | Short drabbles/fics on each character

CW | fluffy fluff, modern au, reader has hair in Xiao's part, reader and Xiao share a bed,its really cold, im in love with litteraly all of them, nothing really that bad bro...NO VENTIS WERE HARMED IN THE MAKING OF THIS FIC

AN | I wanted to write for 6swirl but um its embarrasing to admit that I haven't done heizous hangout quest yes im sorry sniffles. ALSO, apologies for all who live in hot places u guys are the real alpha males here.

𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈

Saying you were cold was an understatement.

Your toes were numb, your teeth chattering as cold wind breezed your face and nipped at your skin, and you shivered as you glanced at your boyfriend who was having the time of his life.

"-and that's when I told them, 'I'm taken!' See how good of a boyfriend I am? And even though Diluc would totally disagree with what I just said, you would agree with me, right!" Your boyfriend, Venti, chatters away as he holds your hand in his gloved one. His nose is a bit red, but he grins as he catches you staring at him.

"What, admiring your beautiful boyfriend's face?" His teal eyes glimmer, and you flick him on the forehead.

"O-ouch!" He gingerly touches the spot where you just flicked him, and you roll you eyes before going back to shivering.

"It's so cold!" You groan, leaning into Venti. "How are you not cold?"

Venti shushes you, his finger touching your lip as he smilies coyly. "It's a secret!"

You whack him in the head.

𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎

You were currently hiding yourself under the blankets from the cold, face buried in the crook of Xiao's neck.

You had turned up the heaters, added an extra layer of socks on your already sock-covered feet, even had been tempted to add another blanket onto your bed had it not been Xiao's grumbling protests that you were gonna die from a heatstroke rather than hypothermia.

"How are you not cold?" You ask, voice muffled as you lean into Xiao's comforting embrace.

"Experience." His hands comb through your hair, cheek resting on your head as he mumbles the words.

"I'm so coldddd." You drag out the words, huffing as you readjust your position, and you can feel a faint smile form on Xiao's face.

You feel his hand travel down to yours, rubbing faint circles on the inside of your wrist. "You said that already." His voice is gruff, annoyed, but Xiao pulls you closer to him.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀

Had you not came into the cafe that your boyfriend, Kazuha, worked at, you'd probably had been soaked through by now.

Kazuha hands you some warm, steaming tea as he sits next to you at a table booth, a sympathetic smile on his face as he examines your drenched state. "Forgot your umbrella again?" He hums, cheek resting on his palm. He doesn't say it in a rude way, more of a "I-Know-You-Checked-The-Weather-Forecast-And-Ignored-It-Because-You-Thought-It-Was-Lying," kinda way.

You huff, slouching as you laid your cheek on the cool table surface, hands wrapped around the cup of tea Kazuha handed you. "How was I suppose to know that a ten percent chance of rain would mean It would start storming?" You protest, and Kazuha laughs.

"Okay, okay," He chuckles, getting up from his seat and pressing a kiss on your cheek.

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄

"How are you not freezing? Are you even human?" You're insistent questions earn you a glare from Scaramouche.

"It's not even that cold." He rolls his eyes, readjusting his grip on your hand before sighing. "We're almost back to our apartment, then you can stop complaining."

"I'm not complaining, I'm stating facts!" You exclaim. "It's like-It's like a freezer in here!" You see Scaramouche rolling his eyes-again, and he huffs.

"What kind of analogy is that?" He snarks, and this time your the one who rolls your eyes.

"Forgive me for not suddenly being the greatest poet to be ever known when it comes to explaining how fucking cold it is here!" You grumble, and your boyfriend sighs at that.

"Okay, okay, c'mon we're almost home. Then you can go start complaining about how hot it is in their," Scaramouche says, and you beam.

𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

"I-I'm not cold," You grumble as Aether glances at you worriedly while you wipe your nose with the back of your sleeve.

"Uh huh..." He takes your hand in his, and he eyes you with a concerned glint in his eyes. "And I'm not the better twin." You snicker at that, and he grins.

"Lumine would kill you if she heard that." You smile, and suddenly you feel the soft material of a scarf on your neck, and you frown. "Aether-"

"You look, really, really cold." He clicks his tongue, and you roll your eyes. "I've been through worse weather." You huff, a hand on the scarf that Aether gave you.

He rolls his eyes. "Stop acting so high and mighty." He jabs you in the stomach playfully, and you yelp.

"Okay-okay, sorry! I'm so cold, wow, is it cold in here or is it just me?"

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[seiishindraws]

I noticed when looking super close at your line art that the there's slight red green and blue on the sides of the lines like an old 80s anime and i think that's super cool! How do you do it?

oh, that's chromatic aberration! i guess you could say its a kind of colour/visual distortion.

it's pretty simple to do, but i usually just use a csp auto action to do it for me to make things go quicker, but i can teach you how to do it manually in most programs.

i'm going to use this silly doodle of me as pompompurin as an example lol

youre gonna wanna merge everything onto a single separate layer first and then we're gonna work with that merged layer. make two copies of that merged layer so you have three of them in total.

the top merged layer will be our red layer, so youre going to want to got to EDIT > Tonal Correction > Level Correction

the level correction graph will pop up. since the top layer will be our red one, select the green level and drag the rightmost arrow on the Output scale all the way to the leftmost side. do the same for the blue level.

the image should be red like this afterwards.

the middle layer is going to be our blue layer so do the same thing we did for the top layer except youre going to reduce the green and red levels instead, and the middle layer should be all blue like this.

for the bottom layer, it will be our green layer. same process as before, reduce the red and blue levels so its all green.

your layers should be looking like this now

from here, you want to set the layer modes of the red and blue layers to Screen, DON'T do the same for the bottom green layer though. you'll notice once you've done that, the image will look normal again!

from here, all you need to do is shift the red layer in one direction, and the blue layer in another, to as much of an extent you want. the further they are from each other, the more drastic the effect will be

and that's how you do it! my other personal tip would be to add a layer of noise set to Overlay or Soft Light at a lowered opacity over the drawing bc it goes well with the aberration, or even sharpen the image.

if you dont want to do all that hard work though and you happen to have clip studio paint, just use an auto action, like this one!:

https://assets.clip-studio.com/en-us/detail?id=1713222

anyway i hope that helps? ^^;;;

[russellsppttemplates]

have you seen the Lando videos from Finland? it would be so cute to see his Y/N be with him and interact with the fans 🥹

"Are you sure you're warm enough, baby?", Lando chuckled as he saw you add another layer, the cosy scarf going around your neck making you look deliciously cute all bundled up as you prepared to leave the hotel. "I'm ready to face the outside temperatures!", you cheered, flashing him a thumbs up in your glove covered fingers, the smile beaming as you got ready for another day of exploring.

You had been walking around for a little while, pointing out cute decorations on the shops' windows, "there's a group of girls headed on this direction, and they're looking at you, so I'm assuming they're your fans", you noted, squeezing his hand that was laced in yours, "do you mind that? I can tell them that-", you were quick to interrupt him, "you will do no such thing, because one, I know you don't want to do that, and two, I don't want you to do that, I'll just stay a bit to the side while you take your time", you smiled, allowing him to kiss the tip of your nose before the group approached you.

"Hi, Lando! We were wondering if we could take a picture with you, if that's okay", one of them said as you unlaced your hands, "yes, sure!", Lando said as he posed for them. The group was quite big and the first girl to take the picture approached you, "Hi, Y/N", she smiled sweetly, "Hi", you waved, seeing another girl join her, "are you guys enjoying the town?", she wondered.

"Yes, it's very pretty and cute! I've fallen in love with all these little corners", you beamed, "the only thing is this cold", you chuckled, "It can get pretty bad of you don't snuggle up warm", one of them offered loudly enough for your boyfriend to hear, rubbing her hands, "here, take this end of my scarf", you offered, hoping it would help her warm up.

"No one would say Y/N was worried about the cold, right?", your boyfriend teased as he took one last selfie, "little miss Michelin doll, she is", he joked, "shut up, I'm keeping us warm, too, see?".

"We have this gift for you, as well", she said, getting a hug from your boyfriend as a thank you, "we hope you enjoy these days here!", they said as they bid goodbye.

"While you were warming her hands up, the girl that gave me the present told me that they think we're a nice fit for eachother", Lando began, "and that you looked really cute, which I also agree with", he giggled, the blush on his cheeks hard to differentiate from being cold or being caught in his feelings.

"They were really kind and nice", you concluded, "now, Mr I'm so cool I don't need gloves, how about some hot chocolate? Your fingers are getting cold, handsome", you added, kissing his fingertips.

Surely, the pictures and videos were up that afternoon, along with the small innocent moment of Lando giggling as you kissed each of his fingers.

(Thank you for your submission ✨️)

[eshoeteric]

🍓 style analysis: nana komatsu / hachi (NANA) 

welcome to the first entry in my style analysis series- where i take a different fictional character for each entry and take a look at their fashion sense, as an exploration on how fashion plays a role in forming a character's personality & overall identity. in other words, it's a deep dive into the intersection of story & style. today we're starting off with nana komatsu (who we'll be affectionately referring to as hachi from here on out) from NANA, my favourite character from my favourite manga of all time.

NANA is a manga very near and dear to my heart. i could spend all day talking about why, but i'd say one of the biggest reasons is for how ai yazawa (the creator of NANA) uses fashion as a means of storytelling. in NANA, clothes are not just a typical character design element, but are instead a visual narrative tool used to convey a characters' personality, as well as to express their traits and feelings. today i've chosen hachi for the style analysis because i'm fascinated by the subtle changes to her style syncing with her character development over the course of the story. also, i think her style is just super cute. so let's get into it! (⚠ anime & manga spoilers ahead)

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overview

if i only had one word to describe hachi's style, i'd say feminine- think frills and lace details. she's all about babydoll silhouettes, pleated skirts, knit cardigans, ballet flats, and generally embodying shoujo fashion from the early 2000s with a good balance of cute and classy. hachi's fashion sensibilities lean more towards the modest side, as her dresses and skirts are usually around midi-length, and mini skirts are often paired with extra layers like tights or leggings underneath. it's a very good girl chic look, which fittingly leans in to her innocent personality. hachi is very stylish and clearly puts a lot of thought into picking her outfits everyday, as she's not afraid to occasionally experiment with different styles every & to use fashion as a key means of expressing herself.

in terms of colour palettes, hachi's wardrobe has a bit of everything- warm hues, earth tones, soft pastels, which all work together to capture the warmth and sweetness of her character. she's definitely more attuned to light colours than dark. this suits her personality better too, as light coloured clothing is said to convey feelings of friendship, fun, compassion, and approachability. fabric-wise, hachi likes to keep it light and airy with materials like chiffon and tulle; switching to warmer fabrics like cashmere and wool for cold weather, giving her outfits a vintage feel.

we can see that hachi pulls fashion inspiration from various aesthetics and fashion trends across different decades. she definitely incorporates her love for vintage fashion in her style, particularly with elements we've seen her wear before like mod dresses, neckerchiefs, pearl necklaces, long fleece trim coats, and brown platform boots. you can also see it in how some of the pieces she wears feels so unique, like a surprise gem you would find in a vintage boutique while thrifting. in dressier looks, hachi's girlish charm and allure is slightly reminiscient of 1960s it girls, like twiggy and sharon tate. she draws from a lot of 60s-inspired elements- the romantic parisienne style, and a bit of vintage preppy chic.

scarves and bandanas are a vintage essential as well as one of hachi's signature accessories. they have tons of versatile styling options, plus the potential to be dressed up or down. we've seen her wearing one scarf (exhibit A) multiple times over the series. the babushka scarf version has to be my favourite, it's very hepburn-esque, who i 100% i could picture hachi having a poster of in her childhood bedroom. i also think that having characters re-wear pieces we've seen before is generally just a cool subtle styling detail, which adds to the realism of NANA's 10/10 worldbuilding. the scarf's many appearances styled in different ways also goes to show how hachi enjoys being creative with her outfits, loves the pieces she owns and wants to get as much use out of them as possible.

hachi's style also incorporates a touch of influence from the kawaii lolita subculture, particularly modern offshoots like larme-kei. lolita is french rococco-inspired with a focus on cuteness, and has its origins in early 2000s harajuku street style- which is also where mori/kogyaru fashion originates from; hachi's go-to style during her high school years (see: her modified school uniform, miniskirts, fuzzy legwarmers). both of these movements were heavily pioneered by j-fashion magazines of the time like FRUITS, Olive, Larme & CUTiE, which were mainly popular with teenage girls and young women, and hachi is no exception. her fashion sense is also heavily inspired by famous japanese celebrities and style icons like risa nakamura.

if we had to really narrow it down, i think hachi's style can be best described by otome (lit: maiden) fashion. known as one of the predecessors of lolita fashion, this style was very popular among young girls in the 70s-80s and is heavily centered around embodying all things traditionally feminine. sweet, cute, girly, and romantic are all common descriptors of the style, which pulls influence from 60s mod fashion (which, as we've seen, has prevalent elements in hachi's style). think tons of layering, pattern mixing, longer hemlines, and mary janes/flats, all of which we frequently see in hachi's outfits. we also see that she takes elements from modern lolita fashion like frills, bows, ribbons, lace, tights & stockings, and incorporates them into her own personal style as more understated outfit details; making it more wearable on a daily basis while still being a tribute to one of her sources of style inspiration.

now that we've explored what makes hachi's personal style unique to her character, let's dig into how her style is influenced in relation to how the story progresses and how her character develops. and just for funsies, i'll also be styling a casual everyday outfit that i could picture hachi wearing for each story arc. let's go!

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i. art school

i'd describe hachi's style here as the most youthful, which makes sense considering she's freshly moved to tokyo to study at an art school. we see her sporting a face-framing pixie cut, which gives her look a bit of edge, but not too much as she still retains her signature soft girl style to balance it out. also, can i just say: super farmer's daughter vibes when paired with a bandana! jeans were having a moment too- during this era, hachi was often seen wearing a pair of bellbottom flares or baggy jeans, creating a casual and easygoing look which really leaned into the artsy college student fashion. this would also mesh well with her then-best friend junko's more bohemian/indie, woodstock-inspired hippie style. the short hair paired with her experimentation on androgynous silhouettes definitely accentuates her gamine facial features, lending to a cute boyish look.

all these style elements are in direct contrast with the hyperfeminine looks of her high school years, back when she'd opt for skirts over jeans and long, styled hair; showing how hachi underwent a pretty drastic style change whilst adapting to the new environment in tokyo. at the same time, it could also hint at hachi's approach to self-expression & using fashion as a coping mechanism to deal with major life changes. dressing more casually to blend in with the college crowd is one of many indicators on how easily influenced hachi can get, which is pretty on-brand behaviour for someone with a tendency to seek validation from others instead of oneself.

so let's get into the first look i've picked out for her: layers on layers on layers baby! for this outfit, i took a lot of inspiration from hachi's first day of class outfit. i tried to be consistent with her theme of 70s-inspired prints and silhouettes during this phase, but also wanted to incorporate a modern y2k touch since we know that younger hachi (before fully developing her unique & personal sense of style) is more of a trend chaser, and what could be more early 2000s than a blouse + dress + jeans combo? accessories-wise, i wanted to pick out unique-looking pieces that had a lot of charm, as i was really going for that 'flea market finds' vibe since she obviously wouldn't have been able to afford any designer yet on a college student budget. also please notice the gorgeous vintage floral print ballet flats- i was so excited when i found it, i thought it screamed hachi!! they look so comfortable to walk in on top of being cute, it's the perfect shoe to slip on for a long day of classes without sacrificing style.

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ii. apartment 707

during this time, we see hachi start to embrace feminine styles again. she lets her hair grow out and we see her back in skirts, dresses, and all things girly, which is why her otome fashion influences shine through most here. she wears tons of pieces in floral and polkadot print, as well as flowy babydoll tops which are very y2k-girl-next-door-reminiscient. we also see her starting to wear vivienne jewelry (the pearl choker, the dainty silver orb earrings), likely as a result of nana's influence (who she heavily admires and looks up to) & wanting to emulate her style. hachi's outfits here seem to have more colour and print, which i believe is reflective of her mental state here; happy, confident, and surrounded by support. good vibes all around, her environment at this time encourages her to take more risks in not just decision-making but also in her fashion choices.

in general, this era is where hachi seems to be getting a better hold on growing into her own personal style. she's still open to trying out different styles every now and then, but we can see there are some style elements that really stick and appear most often in her outfits. she's also seen here experimenting with all kinds of different hairstyles- french braids, pigtails, twin buns, the half-updo. to me, i think all of this signifies how hachi's style development runs parallel to her identity formation and how she grows as a person. at this point of the story, hachi believes she's finally found a place where she fits- within this ragtag but loving cast of unique characters.

so the second look was a little more of a challenge to work with- that's because hachi's style during this era doesn't subscribe to any one specific aesthetic or subculture, but more like a bit of everything, and her outfits can differ a lot between episodes. the goal here was to go for a casual daytime outfit, and i ended up super proud of the colour coordination in this one! i've styled hachi in a frilly vintage floral print chiffon slip dress that's almost reminiscent of the strawberry dress of 2020, but with unique details that give it much more character. i gave hachi a cream-toned vivienne crossbody purse, a scarf to balance out the salmon pink of the dress accents, styled as a neckerchief, some strawberry hair clips to match, and of course i had to include her much-spotted pearl orb necklace too. the highlight of this look are definitely the shoes, which are maison margiela tabi ballet flats- something i could 100% picture hachi wearing if NANA were set in the context of modern day fashion trends.

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iii. motherhood

as time passes, we also see how hachi's fashion sense has slightly evolved into a classier, more refined version. more adult, if you will. this occurs when hachi decides to move out from apartment 707 and starts getting serious with takumi. not only did her living situation change, but as did her lifestyle, and with that, her fashion sense too. her style here simplified and took on a more mature look. she started prioritizing function over form as she cut down on layering and accessorizing. she would also opt for longer, flowier silhouettes and comfortable styles, often wearing simple dresses or aprons over a basic shirt-skirt combo. i really like how the change in style here - which pulls a lot from the 50s-suburbia housewife trope (think frilly aprons, puffy dresses, flared skirts, modest hemlines) - feels like a sublte detail to show how hachi settles into her new role of motherhood, expressed via clothing choices.

as a whole, this period of her life signifies the drastic 180° change from spending carefree days of young adulthood, to taking on the role of mother/wife in a nuclear family unit. it's the most major life change she's ever had to experience at this point, and it's expected that her style evolves alongside this. she's seen wearing noticeably less patterns or colour during this time, which could hint at possibly representing her inner feelings- the bleakness of spending her days in a mostly-empty home, and the isolation of being separated from the friendships she once surrounded herself with daily. thankfully, we do eventually see her return to dressing fashionably again after the timeskip. however, it's extremely important not to gloss over this period of her life as it portrays how she must have felt having most of her agency taken away overnight, with her style being all she had left as a form of control.

so last but not least is the final outfit, which was tough styling as there was comparably less material to go off, but i based it on the few going-out looks we get to see hachi wear post-takumi. rolling with the 50s-inspired looks, i've styled her in a coral short-sleeve button down dress. for the outerwear i picked a long checkered overcoat, which nicely complements the dress in addition to being a going-out staple for classy ladies everywhere. since the outfit is mostly harsher silhouettes, i decided to keep the colour scheme light to balance it out. while i was going for 'stylish mature woman', i still wanted some youthful elements in there to maintain hachi's signature girlish look. i balanced it out by accessorizing with a headband (a prep chic essential) and dior saddle bag, both lime green for a pop of colour and contrast. and of course, i had to incorporate the iconic neckerchief too as it doesn't get any more vintage-looking than this. the final piece to tie it all together are a pair of classic miu miu ballet flats- chic and comfortable!

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final thoughts

all in all, hachi's fashion sense is super girly and sweet, which i'd say directly reflects on her character's personality. hachi is an outgoing girl who wears her heart on her sleeve and has a lot of love to give. she's warm and approachable, which she expresses through her clothing choices by embodying the cheerful, down-to-earth girl next door look. her bubbly style is youthful and fresh, which personality-wise is in character with hachi's innocence and willingness to trust others. this is shown through how much hachi cares deeply about her loved ones & often (unhealthily) prioritizes their feelings over her own. however, this naïveté unfortunately leaves her a lot more vulnerable to others seeking to exploit her emotional attention.

hachi's fashion evolution over the series shows how she uses fashion as a coping tool to help adjust to life changes, capturing her emotional growth and how she matures over the course of the story. the way that hachi's sense of style develops alongside her character is so realistic. her style development tells the story of a girl who finds herself and loses herself over and over again, frequently changing jobs and wardrobes in a constant struggle to find an identity to latch onto- until she does. hachi's style story is one of self-expression & identity formation; a story that speaks to all the young, unsure girls out there who see a bit of themselves in her, trying to figure out their place in a world in a world that often decides for them.

[theblackfemininesociety]

B.F.S Spring Lookbook:

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Say Bye to Basics: Flowy Pants & Trousers Takeover

Leggings and sweatpants, step aside. 2023 is all about those breezy, flowy pants and trousers that scream "I woke up like this" elegance. Picture yourself in airy wide-legs that catch the breeze or statement prints that pop for that perfect OOTD post. Pair 'em with a snug tank or an oversized tee, and you've got that effortlessly cool look down.

Shorts + Blazers & Button-Ups = Game Changer

Rethink everything you knew about shorts. This spring, we’re elevating this staple with sleek blazers and sharp button-ups for that ultimate power move. It’s about creating a look that’s as ready for a café hangout as it is for that Zoom call. Aim for high-waist picks and get playful with textures and prints to really stand out.

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The long pleated skirt is having its moment and it's not hard to see why. These beauties add a level of sophistication and fun to any look, swaying with you with every step. Dress them up with a fitted top for that silhouette-snatching effect or go casual with a simple tucked-in tee. Pleated skirts are all about versatility and statement-making this season

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[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Here ye, hear ye! I do declare I headcanon

Hobie ALWAYS smells good asf

Without exception.

It's something you can always notice, because every day he smells slightly different. But always good.

It's on purpose.

I mean, look at all his accessories and clothes - he probably has a nightstand piled high with spiked bracelets and studded chokers and silver rings. And right next to his accessories - is his cologne collection.

Some bottles are older, half filled bottles of vintage finds he loves. Others are newer, fancier - ones knicked from high end shops. If he smells it, and likes it, he takes it.

His favorite are the woody, smoky, spiced smells. Like sandalwood or cognac. Things that smell like shag carpets and roaring fireplaces.

Sometimes he may be in the mood for something a bit sweeter, so sometimes he'll of dark chocolate, or maple syrup, or chai.

The most common ones are surprisingly fruity.

Hobie often smells of cherries. Dark, deep maroon cherries, the kind with sweet dark juice. Others, on more playful days - green apple, a little bit tart but still fresh.

I Hc he likes candy too, and is constantly popping jolly ranchers. Sometimes you can hear it when he's eating one, the quiet clacking of it - and the faint scent of blue raspberry, or super sweet watermelon.

When it comes to Spider Senses, I like to think Hobie is a sensory seeker.

He likes loud music and big speakers and heavy, layered clothes. He's likes strong sounds and scents, bright colors, and interesting textures. And cologne is one of his favorite parts of an outfit -

Cause he does consider it just that - apart of the outfit. Don't let Mr.'Cool This Whole Time' fool you - he thinks about outfits. Hobie really enjoys putting them together.

He's actually into fashion - just not in the industrial consumerist way most assume. But he still loves matching pieces, making them, putting together fits. And he never leaves the house without some fragrance.

It REALLY adds to the appeal.

Diane's trying to talk to him about work when they first meet and she's already nervous

and then she's can't help but notice and be like 'oh- WOW, you smell good. Heh. wOW. Sorry. Sorry. I just did not expect you to smell like cherry blossoms-'

'....thanks-'

'oh goodness, wait a minute, that's not it. I - I don't even think I could place that scent-'

She's standing there in the middle of the hall smelling Hobie - train of thought derailed the tracks and rolling down a mountainside, Miguel's work forgotten

Hobie goes 'its jasmine, really. Jasmine and saffron'

Diane's like 'JASMINE AND SAFFRON??? Boy. whatchu know about some Jasmine Saffron!'

Cause how dare he. How dare he be that fine. It's not okay. How can she live her life in these conditions?

She goes to tell Margo like 'Girl!! Did you know Hobie wears cologne?!' and Margo is like

'... Sis I'm not even physically here what makes you think I can smell'

Even Miguel notices after a while.

It's a group meeting, and he's lost in thought as he rambles off another plan, pacing back and forth.

He stops suddenly when something comes to mind.

'Who's that? Whereas that smell coming from? It smells like Horchata in here. Who was drinking Horchata??'

Cause if someone was drinking Horchata he wants some. Undebatable.

Half the room is like what the hell is Horchata???

Miguel's like 'it's cinnamon and rice and vanilla - it's a Mexican drink, alright. WHO WAS DRINKING IT.'

Hobie raises his hand and Miguel's like 'Not now, Brown. We're talking about something important.'

Hobies like 'Bruv it's me. I ain't drink it I just smell like it-'

Of course Miguel is calling bullshit cause he's sure Hobie is fucking with him until he goes over and Miguel's thinking 'oh fuck he does 😳🤨 que diablos???'

But he just looks down at Hobies smug ass face and he's like '.... As you were, 138.' before trying to act like nothing ever happened 😭😭

I think to think Hobie Brown is just That Smooth

The good looks ain't by accident he is BROKE, PUNK, and HIGH MAINTENANCE

[markrosewater]

Echoing what that other guy said, I have felt a rise in complexity recently. With so many new cards that not only make you read and remember what they do, but what the tokens they make do, then what the tokens that that token makes does, it really adds to the mental load. Some examples would be Ring Tempts You, daybound/nightbound, initiative, Venture into the dungeon, stickers, attractions, and many more.

For instance, had a vindicate, and was debating between killing Frodo, sauron’s bane and Nahar, selfless paladin, I would have to read a total of 6 cards. Each of the original creatures, plus the 3 dungeons and the Ring card. And this problem gets worse the more effects you add on, many of which don’t go away as the game continues. If someone introduces the initiative, I now have to worry about nahar exploring the underdark. This scaling complexity as the game continues now means there’s an insane amount layers of the game, which while fun, is also very daunting, and somewhat of a headache.

If nothing else, I’d really like if “reading the card explains the card” was true, not “reading the card, then the three different extra cards that it makes explains the card”

I do appreciate your listening, and generally a lot of the new stuff has been cool. However, this push for many “outside the game” mechanics is not great for paper play, and I would prefer less of it.

Here's the core problem. A huge part of Magic is that we keep making new cards. When we do that, the audience wants new mechanics. (Market research shows again and again that one of the biggest draws to new sets is new mechanics.) We're thirty years in. We've made a *lot* of mechanics, so we have to go to new spaces to make new things. It's not as if there's lots of simple, elegant, non-complex design space that we're actively choosing not to do.

What this means is if you want to play constructed formats that don't rotate, complexity will rise with time. There's literally no way around this. Every new card we create, every new mechanic we make, every set we put out adds complexity to the system.

So if you're finding the mental load too much, there are ways to play Magic where this isn't an issue. Limited formats and rotating constructed formats limit complexity. Or you can choose to build your decks such that you focus on less mechanics you have to track.

That said, I don't think there's a way for me to do my job (aka keep designing new things) that isn't going to raise complexity. We can look at how many things we add to any one set. Maybe slow down the rise in complexity a little. But can we do so in a way that the audience is getting what they want? I'm not sure.

One of the mechanics I get asked most to bring back is mutate, and that's confusing even without the rest of Magic, so there are many forces pulling in different directions.

I do like hearing the specific things that cause you all problems, because it's possible I can figure out the style of designs that cause people problems. But the idea that we just stop making mechanics that reference things not on the card is a tough one given where Magic design technology is currently at.

I do appreciate all the input, and I hope the dialogue helps me better understand what specific things are causing problems.

[adobe-outdesign]

Will you review the Maraquan pets? I think Buzz is my favorite based on design, and there are so many really creative/punny ones. Personally, I’ve never liked Wocky.

Maraqua is probably one of Neopets' most distinct lands given that it's, you know, underwater. The idea of making a color that fits with the Atlantis-esq aesthetic just makes logical sense, and the actual designs tend to be pretty cool. I like how there's actual thought put into how [X] Neopet would function if it was adapted to life underwater, with the bubbling pit area vaguely implying it might be a natural mutation (given the amount of "painted" Maraquan pets we see in Maraqua).

Maraquan also didn't do too badly with customization, mostly because they're not compatible with normal clothing anyway so the poses are at least somewhat distinct. That said, it is weird that they changed the poses at all; they already have to have clothing drawn specifically for them, so why force things like fists onto some of them? It's so weird.

Even weirder is the seemingly arbitrary decisions regarding which ones got UC versions; Maraquan Chombys barely changed at all yet somehow got a UC, while Maraquan Zafaras changed drastically but never got a UC. What gives?

(I can't count it on the favorites list because there are too many good still-obtainable Maraquan pets, but shoutout to the unconverted Maraquan Zafara for being one of my favorite Maraquan pets. Shame it's no more.)

Favorite Species:

Gelert: While the unconverted Maraquan Zafara is my all-time favorite Maraquan pet, the Maraquan Gelert is a very close second, and is definitely my fav if we're talking pets that are still obtainable. I love Maraquan pets where the design is just abstract, taking cues from various sea creatures without being a 1:1 parallel of them, and the Gelert is particularly beautiful in this respect. It plays with the Gelert's long ears and tails by making it vaguely eel-ish—adding in a back fin, a few spots, and a lovely green and purple color scheme.

The UC version is particularly gorgeous, having this lovely flow that curves back from the head and leads straight into the curled tail. The converted version is still fine, as it's a fairly accurate recreation all things considered, but the pose is much more awkward (the body suggests an S shape, but the paws and ears are going opposite directions and the chest sticks out too much).

It does, however, at least fix the shading; for some reason the UC Maraquan Gelert has one layer of shading with no highlights or shadows to speak of, which is really weird. (See the above, which is an edit I made years ago that just adds the layers of shading that the actual UC is missing. The lineart should also probably be thinner but I digress.) Anyway, the point is that both are beautiful designs.

Uni: Maraquan Uni are also really beautiful. Similar to a Peophin (arguably too much so, but hey, there's no Maraquan Peophin at the time of writing anyway), they've swapped their legs for a tail and their wings and mane have become fins themselves, with a pretty curved horn and some subtle striping to boot. Even better, the converted version is basically the same as the old art, so there's no difficulty in obtaining one (other than the PB cost, of course).

Lutari: While there are still a lot of great abstract Maraquan designs that I love (Eyrie, Draik, etc.), I have to give a shoutout to the Lutari for being a really great design based off of an obvious animal (in this case, an axolotl). The cream and pink color scheme is lovely, and I love the subtle mottle gradients on its limbs. The multiple sets of ears forming the gills is fantastic, the tail is pretty, the black claws add contrast, and it still reads really clearly as a Lutari despite the animal influence. Really good stuff.

Least Favorite Species:

Kacheek: The Maraquan Kacheek just looks incredibly uncanny to me. The best Maraquan pets are either ambiguous or choose an animal that fits the Neopet, but here they just... took a Kacheek head and slapped it on a goldfish body??? Don't like that at all. The head in isolation isn't terrible and I could see it working on a more Kacheek-ish torso, but this... no. At least it's nicely drawn on a technical level, I suppose?

[sauntervaguelydown]

it's funny although a little exasperating how artists designing "princess" or medieval-esque gowns really do not understand how those types of clothes are constructed. We're all so used to modern day garments that are like... all sewn together in one layer of cloth, nobody seems to realize all of the bits and pieces were actually attached in layers.

So like look at this mid-1400's fit:

to get the effect of that orange gown, you've got

chemise next to the skin like a slip (not visible here) (sometimes you let a bit of this show at the neckline) (the point is not to sweat into your nice clothes and ruin them)

kirtle, or undergown. (your basic dress, acceptable to be seen by other people) this is the puffing bits visible at the elbow, cleavage, and slashed sleeve. It's a whole ass dress in there. Square neckline usually. In the left picture it's probably the mustard yellow layer on the standing figure.

coat, or gown. This is the orange diamond pattern part. It's also the bit of darker color visible in the V of the neckline.

surcoat, or sleeveless overgown. THIS is the yellow tapestry print. In the left picture it's the long printed blue dress on the standing figure

if you want to get really fancy you can add basically a kerchief or netting over the bare neck/shoulders. It can be tucked into the neckline or it can sit on top. That's called a partlet.

the best I can tell you is that they were technically in a mini-ice-age during this era. Still looks hot as balls though.

Coats and surcoats are really more for rich people though, normal folks will be wearing this look:

tbh I have a trapeze dress from target that looks exactly like that pale blue one. ye olden t-shirt dress.

so now look here:

(this is a princess btw) both pieces are made of the same blue material so it looks as if it's all one dress, but it's not. The sleeves you're seeing are part of the gown/coat, and the ermine fur lined section on top is a sideless overgown/surcoat. You can tell she's rich as fuck because she's got MORE of that fur on the inside of the surcoat hem.

okay so now look at these guys.

Left image (that's Mary Magdelene by the way) you can see the white bottom layer peeking out at the neckline. That's a white chemise (you know, underwear). The black cloth you see behind her chest lacing is a triangular panel pinned there to Look Cool tm. We can call that bit the stomacher. Over the white underwear is the kirtle (undergown) in red patterned velvet, and over the kirtle is a gown in black. Right image is the same basic idea--you can see the base kirtle layer with a red gown laced over it. She may or may not have a stomacher behind her lacing, but I'm guessing not.

I've kind of lost the plot now and I'm just showing you images, sorry. IN CONCLUSION:

you can tell she's a queen because she's got bits I don't even know the NAMES of in this thing. Is that white bit a vest? Is she wearing a vest OVER her sideless surcoat? Girl you do not need this many layers!

[brewed-pangolin]

Headcanon request for Super Soap Sunday:

How does Soap react to first aid? Does he whine with the application of iodine or does he bite down on a tac strap while you stitch him up?

And how does he show his gratitude after?

Ho-ly Shit! As someone who works in the OR and sutures on the regular, I absolutely LOVE THIS!! Please excuse my excessive use of medical jargon...(I'm like a kid in a candy store here)

Full Disclaimer: I only have experience in the OR, not in the field. So if any of the terminology and/or supplies used are incorrect, I apologize. Just going with what I know.

Stitched Up

Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish x Fem Reader

18+ MDNI Mentions of blood and injury, detailed medical procedures, established relationship, fingering, light bondage. Headcanon plus a smutty little drabble/fic (I'm making my own rules, okay)

First and foremost, wound classification. Life threatening: hemostasis/stabilization trumps all. Closure can wait. Non-life threatening: put some pressure on it. Stitch it up later.

Of course we're going with non-life threatening here. Can't have this man going out on us so quickly

Once in the security of the safe house, you take over. Full-on medical prognosis begins before Soap even has a chance to sit down

And as per usual, he plays it off; "It ain't tha' bad, hen. Jus' a wee cut is all." The thick crimson running down his side told you otherwise. "Shut it, Soap. Gear, off. Now."

Soap does his best to keep his composure, but the wince in his face as he removes his gear is a telltale sign that the wound is deeper than he wants to admit

Laceration to the right upper quadrant. It's a clean cut, thankfully. But it grazes just above the muscle. Two part closure needed. You get busy grabbing the supplies needed while he readies himself for the pain he's about to endure

"Morphine's in short supply here, Soap. And I don't have any Lidocaine." Your eyes are soft as they continue to rummage through the medical bag. "S'alright. Stitch me up, bonnie. Ge'it done, yeah."

Tearing the packaged betadine in your hands, you make quick work prepping the wound and skin around it in a closwise outward motion. He shows only a slight jolt to the coolness of the liquid. No grimace, no sarcastic remark. Just silence.

Cutting needle driver in hand, you begin subcutaneous closure with your favorite; 3-0 Vicryl on an SH. Thick enough to hold strong tissue, and absorbable. No removal needed.

Your first drive was smooth. Quickly, you tied the knot at the end and buried it within his flesh. Clean cut of the trailing end, and you began your running closure. Soap's eyes watched as your hands worked effortlessly with the skill of a flesh working seamstress. He barely moved while you worked, but you knew it was because there were less nerve endings below the dermis. Skin closure was going to be a different story.

"Ya got some skilled hands there, bonnie. Gonnae make a quilt outta me, yeah." You humored his banter while it lasted, only momentarily locking eyes and giving him a sly smirk.

Satisfied with your work, you cut the remaining suture and gently pursed the top layer together, determining whether or not to add a few interrupted stitches to reinforce the wound. Seeing as you had a good amount remaining, you added three more stitches to the subdermal layer before discarding the needle altogether.

Grabbing the next suture, you held it in your hands before pausing and laying it on your lap. You locked eyes with him again, your facial expression serious with a softness around the edges. "You done this without local anesthetic, Soap?" You'd be damned if you didn't see him flinch at your inquiry. "Aye. G'on now, hen." The slightest shaky reluctance could be heard in his voice, but you pressed on per his request.

Barely making it through the first drive, Soap quietly screamed out in pain. "Fuckin hell!" His hands fisted into whatever he could grasp within reach, mainly the wood paneling around the edges of the walls. "Stay still for me Johnny. And I'll get this done quick, okay." Desperation in your tone matched the workings of your hands. Soap clenched his jaw in protest, his cerulean eyes hyper focused on the needle as it delved and emerged in a continuous motion with the help of your trained fingers.

The thin black filament flew through your hands as you worked tirelessly to finish the closure. Interrupted sutures were your bread and butter; you had his skin stitched up within less than 60 seconds.

With the hard part over, you gave him an approving smile. The painful grimace on his face faded and was replaced with the softness you had gradually grown more and more fond of. A quick application of 4x4s and tape, and he was all set. "Thanks, bonnie." It was barely a whisper, only meant for you. You answered in the same quiet tone. "Just doin my job."

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Soap will show his gratitude within the coming days. He'll be appreciative and give endless thank you's before then, but he wants more for you. Needs to show his full admiration for you

He'll wait til he finds you alone in the safe house, most likely perched by the window on the second story surveying the bustling world beyond its frame

"Hiya, bonnie." The quiet kindness in his voice during moments like this always takes your breath away. The vision of him leaning against the weathered door frame, soft expression and telltale exhaustion seeping through, is one you'll put away for safe keeping.

"Hey, Johnny." Your tone was equally soothing, and the welcoming curl of your smile lured him to you like a moth to a flame. He stepped towards you slowly, cautiously. Blissfully under the power of your illuminating stare. As he closed the distance, you rose to your feet and leaned your shoulder against the window panel. He followed suit adjacent to you, his baby blues traversing up and down your frame and lighting up with his as he met your gaze again.

"Anythin suspicious out there?"

Small talk. You knew he was up to something the second you heard his footsteps on the stairwell. You humored him for his own sake.

"Nope. Nothing but pons blissfully unaware of the madness that waits just around the bend."

"Hmm. Tha's deep."

"Shut up, Soap."

The chuckle from his chest sent a shiver down your spine. It was always his subtleties that seemed to have the most effect on you. And no matter how much you tried to hide it, he always seemed to see those little changes and nuances in your demeanor.

You fingered at the hem of his shirt to draw your attention on something else, anything. Lifting it, you eyed the scar along his side and mentally praised yourself on your work. The sutures had been removed days ago, all that remained was a silver line along the curve of his abdomen.

"Looks good, Soap. You heal up well."

"Aye. Compliments to the operator are due, bonnie. Dinnae think Ghost or Price coulda kept me lookin this pretty."

"Smooth, Johnny. Real smooth." The sarcasm in your voice didn't go unnoticed. Slowly, he began to close the gap between you, one hand resting on your hip and the other cupping the curve of your chin.

"Tryin to show a bit'a gratitude 'ere, hen. Or do ya wan' somethin a bit more, hands on?"

His eyes bore into you, cerulean daggers piercing into the veil of your soul. Now it was you who was under the power of his stare; immobile, frozen, deer in headlights. He tilted your chin up and grazed the flesh of your bottom lip with the tip of his thumb, followed quickly by the warmth of his mouth.

With your attention focused on his workings of your lips, Soap's free hand quickly went to unbuttoning your jeans and delving his fingers between the slick flesh of your thighs. You moaned into him as he traced along the wet folds of your opening. Your hands flew to the fabric on his shoulders, fisting its material between your digits as his index and middle fingers gently borrowed into the warmth of your cunt.

"Johnny." Your breathless mewl was silenced by the encapsulating flesh of his mouth, and pushed back into your throat by the forceful entrance of his tongue as it danced across the moist flesh of your own. Soap's hand at your chin descended and lightly wrapped around the curvature of your throat as he pressed your back up against the wall, forcing a knee between your legs to keep you open for him. He began with a slow pumping motion of his wrist, the curved tips of his fingers caressing the bundle of nerves buried deep within your hole.

A silent moan escaped from your lips at his forceful intrusion. And at the trailing of your inaudible quip, he pressed his thumb and index finger lightly into the flesh of your throat.

"Hmmm. Ya ain't the only one with skilled hands, bonnie." His muffled words seduced another breathless mewl from deep within your chest, all while his fingers worked tirelessly within the flesh of your cunt. The ball of his palm pressed against the pulsing flesh of your clit as he continued to pump his fingers into your wet flesh. The pleasured coil within your lower belly began to tighten, the warm wave of energy washing over you like a breaking tide on the shore.

"Don't stop, Johnny. Don't stop." It was barely above a whisper, a silent wail to the ears of your skillfully loving Scot. "Gonnae make ya cum, bonnie. Make ya feel so good for me." You lulled your head back against the wall at his sultry quip, mouth agape as a trail of silence emptied between your swollen lips. Soap's mouth latched onto the pulse point of your neck, his tongue trailed and savored the taste of your salted flesh.

You were teetering on overstimulation when he suddenly released the flesh of your neck and returned his mouth to your lips. Soap could read you like brail beneath the tips of his fingers; the throbbing of your walls around his buried digits, the pulse of your heart bellowing just under the thin layer of skin. You were close, so fucking close.

"Tha's it. I got'ya, hen. Cum for me." Soap's soft persuasion was the last push you needed. Your orgasm washed over you, expanding from the junction of his skillfully buried fingers through the waves of prickling flesh of your being. One final strained mewl escaped your lips as you came undone beneath him, his grip around your throat tightening as your walls convulsed around his expertly working fingers.

As you slowly came down from your sexual high, your vision was engulfed by bright azulean orbs. Their hue swirling around dilated pupils like mini chaotic typhoons. This was his plan all along, how he showed his gratitude; by completely ruining you at the power of his hands alone. As he removed his hand from between your thighs, his grip around the flesh of your neck loosened while his thumb perched beneath the curve of your chin.

Your gazes fixated on each other, and you heard him wipe his fingers along the fabric of his thigh before it joined the other at the at the cusp of your curved cheek.

"Surprised you didn't lick your fingers, Soap. Thought you couldn't resist my sweetness." He couldn't refuse your playful quip, the sexual banter between you two always seemed to heighten the experience. "Aye. Y'know Imma purest, hen. Prefer ta get it straight from the source."

Just the thought caused your thighs to instinctually press together, quell the ache already brewing again as your mind continued to descend from its previous high. There was a crystalline glint in his eyes you couldn't ignore; you may have reached your erotic satisfaction, but Soap was nowhere near done with you.

"Ya wanna test out ya handiwork, bonnie?" The deep brogue of his voice, devilish curl to his lips, and that ever so present bulge beneath the hem of his pants had you crumbling at his request. Never one to deny his carnal conquests, you threw back the same provocative energy right back at him. "Why not, Soap. And don't go easy on it. Need to get a full test run, make sure it'll make the cut."

You praised the mentors of your skillful suturing. The accomplished workings of your fingers would hold against the vigorous showings of his gratitude, no doubt. Your body on the other hand, that was a different story.

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@deadbranch @sofasoap @thedustlandfairytail @punishmepunisher

[tomkinard]

hey! I really love your black, white and pink mick schumacher gifset back from june 15th, and I was wondering how you made the last gif in that set? the effect looks really cool!

hiii tsym !! it's actually very simple— if you're familiar with blending it's basically just that with the same gif. but if you're a visual learner like i am, i've made a lil tutorial !

so here's how to get this effect, as seen in this set

first of all, we're going to want to make our base gif. go ahead and make your gif and sharpen it, then you're going to add a black and white gradient map.

if you're satisfied with how it looks you can leave it at that, but if not then go ahead and edit it until you like how it looks. i decided to increase whites in the gradient map and added an exposure layer underneath it with the gamma correction lowered, so now my gif looks like this:

once that's done, group all your layers (ctrl/cmmd+g or select your layers then right click and select 'group from layers'). if you're working with frames, convert to timeline now by clicking the hamburger menu and selecting 'convert to video timeline'

then, we're going to duplicate our group, so now we have two copies of our gif. feel free to rename them for organization's sake, if you'd like.

and now the fun part 😉 go into your second group, select the gradient map layer, and change the white to any color you want. make sure it isn't too dark, otherwise it's blend into the black later on. select the group folder (make sure it's the group folder and not just one layer) and change the blending mode to lighten, and then right click on the group and select 'convert to smart object'.

now that our second gif has been converted to a smart object, move your gif to where you want the color to peek through. for this example, i moved it up and to the left.

add your final touches if you'd like (erasing harsh edges, additional color correction, etc.) and you're done!

i hope this is somewhat helpful, and if you have any questions don't hesitate to ask 💗

[hopeforkitten]

em... Is there a nudity kink? in general, Raphael makes Tav walk bare-chested, because I'm a horny animal and if I want something, I do it.

Tav is living his usual morning and only one thing is not going according to plan. Raphael always liked to dress her up. In the morning, the debtors quietly brought the prepared outfit. He was always different, more free or strict, outspoken or closed. All of them caused the girl a lot of emotions because she was not used to such beautiful clothes, before her wardrobe did not go beyond old clothes for work and one conditionally new set for sleeping.

Tav examines the set of clothes lying on the bed, it seems there are more gold jewelry than fabric, and there is somehow not enough fabric, this is not a dress, but only tight trousers to the knees and a gold jewelry around the neck.

"Um... Raphael, it seems the servants have messed up something, there are no clothes for the upper part of the body."

She is confused to turn to Raphael, who is sitting at his desk in the boudoir and casually checks his plans for today.

He gets distracted from his work and moves slightly away from the table, smiling.

"Well, honey, that's right. We don't have any guests for today, so why don't you pamper me with your beauty?"

Tav looks at the clothes again, her eyebrows jumping as she scrolls through the memories.

"Maybe I've done something wrong to you?"

He laughs maliciously in response.

"Quite the opposite, we get along great. So I thought, why not add variety to our wonderful days together. Or are you against it?"

Of course, the answer should be no, he can't expect anything else.

"Um, of course not, everything is fine,"

Tav wants to find a way out of this situation, at any cost, but if Raphael wants it, then it will be so. She exhales, frowns in panic, and changes her clothes.

In the mirror, she looks like a half-dressed servant. These were the kind of trousers worn by the court boys she had seen before meeting Raphael. The same thoughts are evoked by the elegant ballet flats on her feet. But the top doesn't seem to be finished at all, just three gold stripes, one necklace around her neck and two bracelets on her arms.

She stands stiffly in front of the mirror, her arms reaching out to bend at the elbows and cover her bare breasts. What a shame.

She waits for Raphael for a while until he calls her to the table. Instead of impatiently running up to him, she walks steadily, folding her arms under her chest, trying to close herself and create fewer movements. She frowns and purses her lips, why is she so ashamed even with the man she shares a bed with every day? Being naked outside of bed was strange, but everyone was taught basic rules of decency.

Raphael makes a familiar gesture- hugs her around the waist. But on the skin that has cooled down in the open air, it feels completely different. His hand is too hot, stroking her too possessively, forcing her to tense up and hold her breath.

"Are you that nervous, honey?"

What a bastard. Tav frowns and pulls her head away to avoid his gaze, but it only gets worse. He takes her hand very delicately and makes her turn to him. Damn it, his face is on a level with her bare breasts, but he acts like everything is fine.

The girl overcomes herself and looks at his face. He's happy.

"We're going to have a wonderful day together"

Even in human form, his teeth seem too sharp.

She follows him down the hall. The cool air unpleasantly licks the naked skin, each movement is followed by the movement of a soft breast, which is so unusually not hidden in underwear and clothes. All this makes her shrink and hunch over.

Although she had previously traveled the same path with the dignity of a duchess. He should have just stripped her of her clothes. Rafael walks in front of her in his usual layered outfit. In his terribly prickly doublet, which will be comfortable even in the first snow.

She should not hunch over and squeeze her hands, Rafael had already made a remark to her in the boudoir, and she would not like to hear it again.

It's a good thing they didn't meet the debtors in the hallway. The archive is very close. Raphael just needs to pick up some documents from there, the meeting with the archivist will be quick. The main thing is to stay as usual and not look at him.

Tav stands behind Raphael and is interested in seeking salvation on the walls of the archive, feeling her cheeks and ears burning godlessly with red fire.

He's finally heading to his office. Tav hopes to hang out there for the rest of the day, like most days here. But... what is it? Did Lord Raphael forget some of the documents in the archive? Do  you need to go pick it up? How lucky is it really? Honey, you're going to have to go. It's not a problem, is it?

When Raphael's whims and Tav's trials were over, he let her take a break. The girl thanked him and hurriedly closed the door to the office, hugged her chest with her hands and hurried to the boudoir.

She plops down on the sofa and hastily covers herself with a pillow, feeling such welcome security. The girl finally relaxes and sighs deeply, reaching out to the bedside table to take an unfinished book and hide behind the usual activities.

Okay, meeting with the archivist is not so scary, they don't know each other very well. Meeting Haarlep would not have been scary either, he clearly saw more. Meeting Korilla would obviously be worse, the girls were friends and the prospect of walking around naked in front of her... Brrr horror

What if Raphael continues to explore this area? Can he make her walk around completely naked? Or should he take her to the reception like this? He likes to brag about her so much.

Tav shakes his head, dismissing these thoughts. The favor of her demonic master was a vital necessity, he was always so kind to her and trying his patience seemed like a bad idea.

After all, if she doesn't like something, she can always join the eternal debtors who wander through these corridors.

[loveislandthegame]

thoughts on todays volume! in case you are unaware, android users got to play the volume very early, while ios users were given a late release. lmao. (i have both ios & android, but my phone is old & i didn’t want to add “slideshow frame rate” to a game that’s already glitchy af) somehow i managed to escape the horde of unmarked spoilers 🙏🏽

first off, felicity is stunning !!! i'm surprised she had an actual sprite rather than getting the zeph & cassius treatment . if she's not coming back that's such a waste of a really cool & pretty design

friend is really generous, jin . i get OG LI is trying to be nice or whatever but be so fr 😭 the only thing that sienna has been is a boring antagonist, she’s not shown not one single ounce of personality besides being delulu and coming at MC sideways (and it’s mainly because FB now struggles with writing multi-faceted characters…which is why they have AI allegations in the first place…)

speaking of delulu : theo , girl... how many times do i gotta tell you i'm all in on claudia unless they actually let us be poly at the end

MC somehow came out unscathed in movie night, plot armor for the win ! the guys pull MC for a chat before the boy's choice recoupling. the pit in my stomach when i read that.

theo flirts again, but this time our responses are flirty, rude af, or "you should focus on claudia." i didn't want to pick any of these but i picked the flirty one because at first i thought it could be "jokingly" said. interestingly enough, he says something among the lines of how he didn't expect MC to be interested in him because she's with claudia . i didn't want that to bite me in the ass later so i just replayed and picked the rude option (so it seems that it's "canon" for theo & claud to simultaneously crush on MC? at least if she's bi/pan etc.)

i saw this coming but still, this has to be a joke … 😭😭😭😭😭

there’s like what, three volumes left ? unless FB decides to drag this out with a “season 8.5,” this should’ve been a players choice recoupling (hell, it technically could've still been boys choice, with MC getting first pick for winning the heart rate challenge, or because she was selected by the viewers, literally anything lol)

it'd be one thing if OG LI was like, "i chose you because i wanted to keep you safe . even if we're not meant to be, i still care for you, i want you have a chance with the one you want," blah blah blah, but FB never lets us be in a friendship couple, he's just gonna keep pining for MC ... moving on

i forgot to screenshot the first part but it was basically claudia fantasizing about her and MC living in a huge house like the villa, MC was like "how are we gonna afford that"

my MC is a musician, so cuteee

i...what ? 😬 genuinely , what . i read this like 5 times and i still don't understand. unfortunately he did couple up with me, that's why i'm forced to hang out with claudia in the damn shower instead of being out in the open with her . somebody get this grandma to bed

i kinda love the cowgirl outfit. it's terrible, but i love it in a kitschy way . also i just kinda went with it because the mermaid outfit was clipping through MC's braids (as you can see the hat has some weird layering issue, but it's the lesser of two evils)

claudia's outfit wasn't paywalled, and i didn't get the gem option to give jin the viking outfit so he came out looking like this lmfaooooooo

okayyyyyy cowboy carter!

logan arrived way too late imo. again, unless FB plans on extending the season (or he's not romanceable ?) people who get with him are gonna get less time than oliver, angie, youcef romancers. you know how little time that is ???

as for the whole hazel and liam thing ... horrible. , she really deserves better, like me 💋 

[finalgirlmoment]

PJOTV Ep 4 + 5 (spoilers)

My brain is, and has been, rotted entirely! I feel like the TV show is such a treat because the new content adds layers to the story SO MUCH like the plot and character dynamics it makes me want to scream. Yes the differences are absolutely notable but the bottom line is that our main trio would find each other in any universe or storyline and would choose each other every time

-The opening scene of episode 4 broke me a bit: the lore that Percy actually did not take naturally to being in the water, he was actually afraid to be swimming! I feel like before we definitely characterized him as someone who felt at home in the water since he came out the womb but damn look how far he comes. How jarring it must be to later find out you're actually the son of the sea god :o

-Percy continually being angry about the system of the gods (not) interacting with their children, being so shocked that a parent wouldn't help or talk to their child. He's so sweet and I feel like his rage grows the more he gets to know Annabeth because he sees how amazing and loyal and cunning she is and wonders how her mother could ever ignore or abandon her

-Annabeth just in general, her badassery is so fucking perfect for this character, the way she draws her knife, her being so fucking in tune with Percy already....the way she knows exactly what Percy is going to do before he does it ((and the way he listens to her unconditionally i.e. cutting off Medusa's invisible head in episode 3 but I digress)), knowing he was alive and waiting for them somewhere at the beginning of episode 5. she is a LEGEND and she is LOCKED TF IN

-the hug <3 i won't make it weird if you won't <3 <3 we're like friends now <3<3<3 do u understand how i hurt

-trio walking down the side of the road like bums -_- i died lmfao. also them hiding when approached by some dude and just being like <3 we good ty tho!!

-Percy, again still acclimating to this fucking weird ass world where gods are real and can kill u easily, is shook when ares threatens to kill them. luckily, as a change of pace, grover is cool as a dang cucumber and saves the day af. this is what i mean like absolutely the characters are so different like yes grover has been nervous a lot but he also can turn it tf on and smooth talk when he needs to

-Annabeth has never seen a movie. Percy immediately insists that they watch one together. Look me in the fucking eyes and tell me that's not a date? Hello?

-The entirety of the tunnel scene/chair scene. Percy being the one to figure out the story illustrated Hephaestus' life. Percy ALREADY working to save Annabeth first and foremost! Percy continually sacrificing himself for her! Believing deep down she is capable of great, impossible things and being willing to set aside his life for her without question. Telling her she is better. "You just are. And you know it." Giving her Riptide, no second thoughts, no backing down.

-ANNABETH CHASE ALREADY ASSUMING PERCY'S PROMISE WOULD BE ABOUT HIS MOTHER. HIM BEING ASSURED SHE WILL SAVE HIS MOTHER, NO HESITATION. HIM ASKING HER TO COME BACK FOR HIM. HER BEING SURPRISED THAT HE THOUGHT HE HAD TO ASK. (THE ENEMY PHASE WAS SO SHORT LIVED. THEY HAVE BARELY GOTTEN IN THE BACK OF A TRUCK TRANSPORTING LIVE ANIMALS TOGETHER. WHO KNOWS WHAT THEY WOULD TALK ABOUT IN THERE NOW. I'M fine don't worry about me).

-On that note, the ending. Percy is like a loose cannon full of a deep rage and a lot (A LOT) of unrealized power; his problem is that he is not locked TF in like Annabeth (as of right now) and the ending really made me excited because it feels like he is finally catching on to what a big deal he actually is. All this anger he has inside him, all this rage at what he has lost and the suffering he has seen, .... i'm honestly beside myself at what is to come because this is already SO JUICY and I feel like we've barely started!

-side notes: the score is so amazing, I'm really enjoying it and I understand all the videos of the actors promoting the soundtrack!!! also my sister has never read the books but she loves the movies and we watch it together; she is very very excited for the casino scene so there is definitely hope for her in the near future. ((my nico loving ass will also be holding binoculars and twitching))

so yes a lot was changed but i am really liking the new content a lot because it just feels like added lore and, again, these guys can best the odds in any universe and help each other in every timeline. the most important plot points are there and i feel like they have already set up a lot of info for later on down the line. I do wish there was a bit more banter/conversation (because Percy is actually so quirky and I feel like this could be explored more) but the time we do have is amazing and feels super fresh! even when i've read the books to pieces! and again the convos they're having right now are setting shit up for later and maybe then they can play and have fun wit it. as always, i will be loyally sat, lurking, reblogging. kiss