#love that dress too it's so cute!

[selquet]

ALICE IN WONDERLAND (2010)

Costume Designer Colleen Atwood

[lesbianziyal]

these images are so sweet im gonna cry 🥺🥺🥺 ziyal loves her depressed gay uncle and is giving him a hug because she loves him for hanging out with her and helping her feel less lonely on the station as her friend and he is awkward about receiving affection and letting people care about him but he is so fond of her that he accepts the hug as best he can. this is the only interpretation of these pictures, freaks don’t touch this post

[a-libra-writes]

Some headcanons with Roose and his new wife just after they got married?

👀👀 👀

Soooooo ... I feel like a lot depends on whether she married him willingly or whether Roose pulled some bullshit scheming and tricked/threatened her into it. In the first scenario she still may not be entirely pleased, but she agreed to the arrangement. In the second ... maybe her family agreed but not her, maybe he went behind her back and she discovered it later, hmm.

Regardless, the Dreadfort servants have the shared chambers prepared ahead of time. That's the Northern way, and that's how it's going to be, regardless of her preferences - she'll still have her own drawing/dressing room and parlor, but part of Roose's possessiveness is he wants her close by. He also wants an heir as soon as possible, and this expedites this.

(Because yeah he's gonna start on that real quick)

On that note, her parlor and dressing room will quickly be arranged with things she brought from home. Depending on her tastes, it might be the nicest, least dreary part of the Dreadfort... Roose rarely enters unless he absolutely needs her for something.

Another new thing is Roose wanting to take his meals alongside his wife in their private dining area. It's a combination of wanting to exert his control by having her close to him, and ... actually wanting her close and wanting her to want to be close. They'd use the feast hall when there's guests so he can lowkey show off how willing she is to be with him (and just show her off in general, esp if she had dozens of suitors in the North).

There would already be a dozen or so dresses made for her, in combinations of pink, red and brown. If she stubbornly wears her House's colors all the time, he politely yet firmly tells her handmaid to dress her in Bolton colors next time. If she's the type of woman who prefers fine dresses, he makes sure her Bolton gowns are far lovelier and more expensive than whatever she came with.

Also, he'd probably find himself quietly observing her, whether it's while they're sharing a meal, while she's reading or enjoying a walk outside, sitting at her vanity while she applies makeup, etc. He already stared at her the few times they met before, but now he has plenty of time to really watch her mannerisms and behavior. No, Roose doesn't care how much this may unsettle her.

Oh, and depending if this is Show!Roose (and what year it is), Ramsay is immediately given a dangerous warning on "behaving" himself around his new stepmother. Book!Roose will still deliver the warning but iirc, Ramsay only recently came to the Dreadfort and may have arrived after the new wife, while Show!Ramsay is implied to have been there for a quite while.

Generally, Book!Roose is more willing to give his new wife space, with Show!Roose being closer at hand and more expressive. They're both quite possessive, though. That'll never go away entirely, but it'll lessen as more time goes on.

[stars-on-fyre]

Was going to ask if y’all wanted to see me looking cute today but too bad—

I’m too cute to not show y’all 💜

[sweatandwoe]

Sorry for making you wip at work, here’s my apology you turned on my wedding jinx material side of my brain and I don’t know how to stop it

AAÀAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

We crying at work now boys, flower girl Jinx gave me too much serotonin

[ladybirdwithoutdots]

He always moved with the alertness of a mind which could neither be undecided nor dilatory, but now he seemed more sudden than usual in his disappearance.

EMMA. 2020 | dir Autumn de Wilde.

[madmadmilk]

HMMMM..... stunning as always, but i feel like this dress is a spoiler or clue of what's to come in "Spider-Man: No Way Home".... tune back in on thursday to see if my peter tingle was correct...... .. .. . . . . ..

[bataranqs]

Pretend you don’t see the pencil crayon

[moshroom]

got new hair :P

[sarakiz]

Lindsay Van Zundert (NED) - "11 Past the Hour" by Imelda May arr. Cedric Tour (chor. Benoît Richaud)

World Figure Skating Championships 2022, Montpellier - Women's Short Program

[mego42]

so, dinner was um. fun, yeah?

[killuaisaprincess]

🍓

Killua liked to be in Gon’s arms… he felt warm and safe and protected. But he doesn’t know how to ask for it. Affection.

His skin still feels like it burns. Like it had gone through the fabric. That brazen hot touch still lingering near his upper thigh, tingling and making his skin prick red in shame.

Killua had forgotten for a moment.

When Gon had called him pretty, it made his skin burn in a different way. He felt shy, averting his eyes and grabbing the light fabric of the pink dress in between his fingertips.

It felt odd at first, thinking anything good of his appearance. He had reluctantly gotten the dress after Alluka had convinced him. With a bit of help from Nanika. They knew him a little too well if you asked him. He hadn’t looked that long, only glancing for a moment, letting his fingers just graze the fabric.

“Killua… pretty!”

Nanika had spoken with little of a filter, and Alluka had chimed in after.

He had grumbled and grunted, only they would look good in such a thing. Not him…

But it did make him a little happy, holding it up to himself in front of Alluka’s full-length mirror. He even moved it around a little, watching the fabric swish back and forth.

Alluka had said he looked happy. And he said she was a menace.

But his heart did swell in joy seeing her happy. It looked good on her, the slight puff of the sleeves, the cute frill at the edge of the long dress, the strawberries scattered about. Even the darker color. He had- Alluka had gotten him the pink one.

Killua knew he wouldn’t look as good, but maybe he felt a little happy… and perhaps he did think about what Gon would think…

But only once!

And maybe he really did look awful, but… when he put it on, he felt different from usual… almost… cute…

For a while, but then he was plunged into the deep end… the water cold and harsh against his skin, and he felt like he couldn’t take a breath until he met up with Gon.

Then he forgot for a moment. Gon looked at him like… like he was the only thing there, which was stupid! And dumb! And Gon wasn’t shy with voicing his opinion. He never was.

Gon had rambled for a minute straight about how he was pretty, and so much, Killua thought his heart might beat straight out of his chest.

His chest felt all warm and fuzzy, and he didn’t even have time to notice everyone around them, probably questioning why this big idiotic giant wouldn’t shut up.

Killua wanted to… just intertwine their pinkies or even their hands; Gon’s hand was right there warm and big and welcoming, but… he couldn’t.

At the start of the date, the event didn’t even linger in Killua’s mind, but it slowly came back, and he had to fake it. Of course, it felt wrong because Gon was so happy, and he was happy too… but…

It just kept digging into his skin deeper and deeper, and he just really wanted…

He didn’t get it… how he could see a couple, and the girl would so effortlessly just wrap her hands around her boyfriend’s arm…

Killua flickers his eyes up, once, twice, tentatively reaching his hand out towards Gon’s bicep, but at that moment, Gon tilts his head back, and Killua jerks his arm back like he had been burned, looking at the ground.

“Killua, what’s wrong?”

He can’t move. Standing awkwardly in the middle of the sidewalk, not able to run, or step forward, inhaling shakily, licking his lips, and getting the awful taste of his lipgloss in his mouth.

“Killua? Killua. Ki…”

Gon reaches out, and Killua finally takes a step back, but Gon doesn’t even look hurt, just concerned, and so unlike Gon, he stays.

“I…”

Killua shakes his head, balling his hands up into the dress, letting the sequins of the strawberries dig into his skin.

“Killua, what happened?”

Gon presses gently, too gently, stepping closer to Killua but not touching him yet. His warmth radiates into Killua’s skin even when he isn’t touching him, and Killua can feel his eyes burn, prick with tears, his throat tightening, and his chest clenching.

“I just- I don’t-”

His breathing becomes shallow and rapid, and his knees feel too weak to hold his weight, so he crumples to the floor, letting his skin tear; it feels like a punishment for being such an idiot.

And of course, Gon is by his side in a moment, pulling him close to his chest and placing a hand on his head, slowly running his fingers through his light locks of hair.

And of course, Killua can’t help it, can’t help how he feels better just a little in an instant, how he feels comforted and safe and protected.

He had wanted to feel this from the moment it happened, but he felt too dumb and weak to just run into Gon’s arms crying.

But maybe a slight sob uncurls from his throat, and he pushes closer to Gon, burying his nose into his hoodie.

“Ki, what happened?”

He hates that! Stupid Gon! Why are you so understanding?

Liar.

How could he hate it?

It just felt too nice to be real. That Gon was so caring and understanding and would hold him like this and make him feel safe.

Every slight movement Gon makes, pulling him closer with his fingers pressed just firmly enough against his shoulder to not hurt, and so gently playing with his hair, make a shiver run down his spine, makes him want to cry more.

“I’m so stupid! I don’t- I’m just!”

He was gonna drown.

“Ki-”

He’s so stupid.

“I’m such an idiot-”

Why is he like this?

“Killua.”

No one else is as dumb as him.

“Ki.”

Why doesn’t Gon hate him…?

“Killua. What happened?”

Why is he being so nice?

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

He sniffs, shaking his head, his lips quivering, as he huddles closer to Gon. His warmth, his scent.

“I’m being an idiot. Some guy touched me barely and I-”

Gon goes tense for a moment, and the air is drawn straight back into Killua’s lungs in a harsh inhale; Gon pulls him back, so he can look him in the eyes, and Killua is too scared to look. But he does for a moment, and those warm eyes of Gon’s… they aren’t even mad. Although Gon’s jaw is set harshly, he isn’t angry.

“Are you alright?”

Stupid. You’re too sweet.

Killua wrings his fingers through his dress, biting down on his lip, laughing hollowly.

“I’m so stupid. He barely even touched me. But I feel so gross and stupid and ugly.”

It’s so dumb; all his life, they touched him and inflicted pain against his body and skin, and he’s letting some dumb, stupid thing like this get to him?

Gon’s face softens, almost in a heartbreaking kind of way, and he uses his free hand to brush some of Killua’s hair behind his ear, smiling gently.

“Killua. You’re not stupid. Or gross. And you’re the prettiest person I know. The only idiot was that guy, and if you need me to punch him. Or do anything at all. I’m here. Because you deserve the world.”

His skin burns, but not in the same way, it’s hot, and it makes it hard to breathe, but it’s also comforting, and he shyly dips his head away, those locks of hair falling away from his ear that he timidly pushes back again and again.

“Hold me… P-please…”

He didn’t want Gon to go beat some random guy up. He has no idea how Gon would even find him, but with his freakish sense of smell, he probably would.

“Mmh!”

All he wanted was…

To be in Gon’s arms.

And he was, so securely back in the same spot, cocooned in that warmth, the stinging light pain from falling doesn’t even register or the hard cold concrete.

It was embarrassing to ask such dumb things, sure, he could take care of himself, but he just- he’s tired of it. Having to just deal with the pain. Or any amount of suffering, never getting comfort.

“Protect me.”

Gon doesn’t laugh at him or think he’s ridiculous.

“Always.”

He just puts Killua’s worries to ease like that.

And even though he is a mess, with his cheeks all blotchy and red and the very light mascara he put on running, he feels sort of cute again. Pretty even.

Gon makes him feel that way.

And even when they get up, and Gon so gently helps him and keeps an arm near him, Gon calls him pretty again, and Killua can feel his cheeks light ablaze again.

And he wraps his arms around Gon’s bicep and looks towards the ground, bashfully, and Gon…

Smiles.

[lynnesgalaxy]

doodle collection time

[raspberryjellybrains]

toritsuka said fashion was gay to a couple of queer people. he did not survive this encounter.

[BEGIN IMAGE DESCRIPTION:

on the left is Aiura Mikoto, an mixed Japanese girl with bleached blonde curly hair. She has black eyes and long eyelashes, with pale pink eye shadow and face stickers. She is winking to finish the pose with her peace sign. Aiura is wearing a pale pink and hot pink silk bikini style top, with a white belt holding up dark brown bell bottoms. Her shoes are platform sandals with white straps and wood platforms. In the middle is Saiki Kusuo, a pale Japanese boy with hot pink hair through which his trademark limiters show. He has violet eyes and large, round, wireframe glasses as well as small white earrings in his earlobes. Saiki has on a muted teal sweatervest and beige, loose-fitting (almost bell bottom) trousers with dark brown loafers. Additionally, his nails are painted black despite the fact that it doesn't match his outfit. On the right is a basic Buddhist memorial plaque that has "toritsuka reita" in hiragana because I don't know the Kanji for it. at the bottom in large, muted teal letters it says "PK Academy Psikickers".

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[sanchoyo]

i think one of my fav fashion things is when ppl mix different aesthetics that clash severely together. like wearing a really cutesty dress with spiked punk collars and chains and stompy boots. or wearing an otherwise kinda normal outfit with the most insane clown colored makeup. a prim and proper look with pearls, but with dirty cowboy boots and a matching hat. dressing as if im some kind of hybrid of a bratz doll, a rococo era person, and a clown. a mermaid who lives in a sewer instead of the ocean. a vampire from the circus who is a little too into hiking. the 1980s and the 1780s are both alive at the same time in this single outfit. its about the gnc vibes it gives. i have over 40 scrunchies and 40 hats. im 5"7 but I need huge platforms so I can be my real true Soul Height of 6"5. my clip on earring collection is now self sustaining and growing larger and more powerful each day, send help.

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

Hey Yuri! It's been a while ^^"

First of all, how are you doing? Are you feeling better?

Well, I had idea of drawing Cross in a beautiful and smexy dress. Solia and Blue already gave me ideas for the dress but could I ask if you have some more ideas? I want our oreo boy look wonderful! ÙwÚ

Anyways, I hope you're feeling better and I wish you a good day/night!

-AC

oh! hiya AC!! i'm doing peachy

not so true cause i'm stressing out over stupid stupid exams but now i have some vacations to study so that's a nice relief :'D

and oh for sure i would love to help >;D

well, first off, purely based off my headcanons i would think cross would preferably choose a mid-short dress since i honestly doubt he'd be able to walk around with heels and a long garment xD

but if cross is not the one choosing then i propose a doodle of your suggestions >;)

okay so if it's an open back AND open front it's gonna be pretty hard to keep it upright without gluing it on them which i'm sure they wouldn't like xD so i thought of a neck holding thingy and a belt to at least make sure it doesn't fall at the slightest movement

in terms of color it would either be a black dress with white gradient at the end (black>white) or black with white sprinkles or whatever they're called OR maybe white with black patterns or smthin i dunno the monochromatic look would suit cross good xD

no matter if they're skele ver or fem or ecto i'm just too lazy to bring myself to draw bones lol

have a great day/night as well! sorry for answering it a lil late and merry Christmas<3