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phantom-tiger · 2 years
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Salem (any pronouns) in some different outfits
It pays to be a prince for a ridiculous wardrobe
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ushouldwatchhaikyuu · 3 months
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Could you make headcanons abt a confident!chubby!poc!reader. Like when i search up haikyui x chubby reader all i get are hurt comfort stories about being insecure, and like everyone gets insecure but it gets to the point where people think everyone who isnt built like a coke bottle hates themselves 🙄. AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON THE ONES MADE FOR POC!!! Cause why are they all so stereotypical?! Like just because im black doesn’t mean im sexy redds clone😭🙏🏽.
Anyways back to the main plot🤭. I was thinking like reader with a style that has y2k/mcbling aspects (lowrise jeans, crop tops, chunky jewlery, etc) and is super bubbly. And back to he chubby thing, like ok. When i read x chubby readers, its always like fat ass and a lil bit of tummy, which is fine cause some people are built like that but not a lot🧍🏽‍♀️🧍🏽‍♀️. Like i have thighs, big boobs(pray for my spine🫡🙏🏽😭) and tummy, but I also have hipdips that dig into my butt bro. So like yea🧍🏽‍♀️. Haikyuu headcanons (you can pick the characters you think will fit🫶🏽) x confident!chubby!poc! reader
(i apologize for the yap session i have lots of opinions on this topic)
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Chubby!POC!Reader x Haikyuu Headcanons
ft: literally like half the team members of all the main teams
warnings: cussing
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oh pal dw about it lmfao i get what u mean!! i hope these hcs satiate ur cravings 👍
since u didn't ask for any specific characters i just came up with a few hcs that i think could apply to multiple characters lol
credits: divider .
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He lowkey likes it when people look at his partner and assume he can't carry them, but then he just goes "oh yeah? lemme just-" *picks u up and puts u on his shoulder without a single hint of struggling* 👍
Ushijima, Bokuto, Kuroo, Atsumu, Sakusa, Iwaizumi (but he wouldn't say it outloud lmao).
Can't pick you up? No problem, they wanna be the ones getting picked up anyways.
Yachi, Yamaguchi, Kenma, Tendou (u cant convince me he doesnt like getting picked up)
Can't pick you up? unacceptable. They're begging your forgiveness and spending hours at the gym until they can do it. Just give them a few months.
Nishinoya, Hinata, Hoshiumi, Kageyama, Terushima, Levi.
Became an absolute pro at finding your exact foundation shade. Like, has your exact match pinned down. Could just look at a foundation color and go "yeah that's their shade". Some may think it's a bit weird, but honestly it's so helpful sometimes.
Ushijima's autistic ass, Tsukishima, Sugawara, Asahi, Yachi, Sakusa and Osamu maybe?
Gets so excited over fashion, makeup, jewelry and all that stuff. Goes shopping/thrifting with you, pays for your nails and is very enthusiastic whenever you ask for their opinion on your outfits. Also lets you give them makeovers sometimes. They will absolutely serve cunt if you ask them to.
Hinata, Nishinoya, Atsumu, Yamaguchi, Tendou, Kuroo, Bokuto, Oikawa, Yachi, maybe Levi lmao. Hot take but Ushijima would absolutely do it too.
Does encourage your passions and interest and stuff but their sense of fashion is that of a rock. If rocks wore crocs with socks. Still go shopping with u tho and they make up for their lack of advice by paying for all ur stuff. They spoil u so fricking much.
Tsukishima, Kageyama, Akaashi, Iwaizumi, Suna, Daichi, Sakusa, Ennoshita, Kenma.
Paints/writes/does photography and will make the most beautiful jaw dropping mouth watering gorgeous absolutely stunning works of art portraying you in such a beautifully realistic way. They get your colors and shapes and curves so perfectly well, it's incredible– it shows just how much attention they pay to every little detail about you, and how much they love all of it.
Daichi, Asahi, Ushijima, Osamu, Ennoshita, Sakusa, Yamaguchi, Yachi, maybe Kageyama.
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loweya-blog · 4 months
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(This is gonna be a bit different from my usual content.) Warnings: Childhood trauma and mother issues for characters.
Also using an OC called Linn.
"Don't eat that. You already had a sweet you don't need anymore. You don't want to end up like your grandpa. He's huge."
"I don't understand why this is so hard for you. Your brother was able to do this so easily, why can't you?"
"No I don't think you're ready for that. Remember how you did on your last test? Besides lets be realistic. Nobody will accept you in that role with your weight."
"I just... it's not you it's just that your brother... there's just something different about him. I prefer him."
Linn's mother always made one thing clear. Her heart had only enough space for her husband and her son. A daughter.... she had nothing to do with it.
Unless her mother was in the mood for dress up. But even then Linn was not the ideal dress up doll. Too chubby. Too much baby fat. Her cheeks were too round or her face had the wrong complexion.
Linn didn't enjoy the dress up sessions either. She could only remember the feeling of her hair being yanked back or the terror of having a pencil that close to her eye when the makeup section happened. She felt like she was underwater whenever her mother decided to do her makeup. Don't wiggle. Don't fidget. Don't blink. Don't even breathe.
When her mother dragged her to a clothing store, any wrong word could set her off. If she chose the wrong outfit. Or if she disagreed with anything her mother said.
"That's too frilly. Change into this one."
Even if it was a shirt or pair of pants she really liked. It would be tossed aside as her mother shoved her into another dress that pinched her sides too much.
"You need to lose more weight. Outfits aren't made with someone of your size."
Shame would creep up into her heart as she stared at her chubby body. She had to go up another size. Again. When her mother went to fetch more clothes, she had to fight back the tears as she gazed upon her own monstrosity.
But her mother was kind enough to get her new clothes. Kind enough to go shopping with her. And if her mother ever knew how much she hated this. How much she despised being shoved and criticized in front of a mirror in a changing room where anybody else could overhear.... it would be the last thing her mother would ever willingly do with her.
She just wanted to be a good daughter.
Years later, when all of that had passed. When even her mother was gone, Linn still feared the days when she had to shop for clothes. That was why she turned him down.
Linn adored him. Was jealous of his ability to make anything beautiful and wonderful. But she couldn't agree to go shopping with Asmo, no matter how much he asked. It broke her heart. She wanted that connection so badly. To do something with him other than shopping for jewelry or getting their nails done.
But.... she couldn't bring herself to look at the tall mirrors of the changing rooms and listen to those lingering words of her mother.
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trickstarbrave · 10 months
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hi this is what i wrote so far
its not proofread. prob not formatted correctly. not finished either. but. whatever.
modern au: nerevar finds voryn's onlyfans and uh. lets just say he is in fact a fan. nerevar has specific kinks and voryn fits all the criteria.
kinks: femboys, masturbation, probably voyeurism, breeding, risky sex, dirty talk, piercings. more maybe that i forgot. OH and collars and sex toys.
also this is more raunchy than i usually write. like. it is porn about porn. so. sorry if the language is like. especially rauchy and degrading. if it bothers ppl i can tone it down i guess
also voryn is trans.
Nerevar knew this was a bad idea. 
It was easy to see how bad it was. It was a completely stupid—not to mention potentially morally wrong—thing to do.
(Was it morally wrong actually? Nerevar didn’t know the logistics of it. It certainly felt morally wrong, which usually meant it was.)
However, curiosity was getting the better of him he’d admit, as he begrudgingly entered in his credit card information and signed up for the website.
Nerevar Mora had stumbled across the onlyfans account by chance honestly. He was looking for porn, someone on Reddit had recommended him, and Nerevar thought he’d sounded hot. Crossdressing trans guy into breeding? A pretty boy who loved to put on a show? That was kind of his niche type at the moment (though he’d feel bad admitting it publicly), so he clicked away ready to throw money at the guy.
Only to find out said pretty boy was his best friend Voryn Dagoth.
Initially his face burned bright red as he closed the page and got up from his computer, unable to grapple with it. That was Voryn, right?! He’d be able to recognize him anywhere. He knew his face well enough, even under more makeup than he usually wore. But running an account like that seemed out of character for Voryn—Voryn was kind of vain, high class, a little bitchy if Nerevar was being honest, and picky. Not to mention what if one of his brothers saw! Did they know about it?! 
But the thought kept eating away at him. It was like he’d been infected—bitten by the curiosity bug as it seemed. He was going mad only being able to imagine what Voryn was getting up to behind that fucking paywall. Was the guy on Reddit accurately describing him? Was it someone else that just looked like Voryn? 
So here he was, properly signing up to the damn site, just to see what was going on. He just wanted a peak, he assured himself. Just a glance. He’d see what his normally stuck up, mean little best friend got up to (if it was really him), and then cancel his subscription and never touch the account again. That’s all.
Once he actually saw it though it was… A different story.
The first video he watched he could tell it was Voryn. That voice, his body, the jewelry he typically wore was there in bits and pieces, but the outfit…
Nerevar’s cheeks flushed as he saw Voryn’s long legs in a short shirt. Thigh highs were on too, only calling attention to his thighs. He had lean muscle, just the slightest amount, an angularity in his hips, more broad shoulders. The shirt was cropped too, letting Nerevar see the trail of black hair—a tantalizing little treasure trail he wanted to follow.
And then Voryn was pulling the shirt up, exposing the piercings on his nipples, and Nerevar nearly lost it. He had to bite his hand, groaning softly as Voryn moaned in his headphones, playing with the buds, pinching and tugging with practiced skill. It was a performance, showing that he wasn’t an amateur. Even the lighting and set up looked so good. 
He unzipped his pants just to let the pressure off his arousal. He wasn’t jacking off, he assured himself. Any guy would get hard from that performance from how sexy Voryn was acting—it was just a natural reaction! Just a natural, normal reaction to a very attractive performance, that’s all.
He then clicked on another video, this one of Voryn with a toy. Not inside him, but rather he was… Licking and sucking on the realistic dildo, moaning in need. His other hand was off camera, clearly between his legs as he touched himself.
Nerevar felt his resolve crumble a bit more, his cock now aching in need.
Then another video. And another. All with Voryn in usually very attractive, slutty little outfits that showed off the best parts of his body Nerevar hadn’t noticed before. His cute stomach, his long legs, those perfect thighs of his… And the makeup made the seductive little pout on his lips so much more attractive. Sometimes he’d even cry in pleasure, his mascara running, all while begging for someone to get inside him…
By the time Nerevar actually watched through a video of his in its entirety, he was too far gone. He was breathing heavy, stroking himself off as he watched Voryn fuck himself with a toy. His nails were painted such a pretty shade of red too, but Nerevar was mostly looking at his cunt. Pink-brown folds, soaking wet, taking that large, thick toy as he mercilessly fucked himself. He was moaning loudly too, whimpering and begging, ‘breed me, breed me’ over and over…
Nerevar threw his head back, groaning long and low as he came. And he came hard, his legs trembling as he made a mess into the t-shirt he grabbed off the floor. 
And then guilt hit him as he closed the page again, face burning red.
“What the fuck did I just do…” He thunked his head hard against his desk, groaning in despair.
He’d jacked off to his best friend. 
Nerevar Mora had jacked off to his best friend’s videos, cumming long and hard to the thought of fucking him.
“I need a shower.” He reasoned as he turned off his computer. “I need a fucking shower.” 
It would have been best to leave that in the past. To delete his fucking account, forget it ever happened, and take that secret with him to the grave.
But Nerevar rarely made the best decisions in life, hence why he was once again back on the stupid fucking website again.
He shouldn’t. Nerevar knew he shouldn’t be doing this. It was morally wrong—wouldn’t Voryn be grossed out to the thought of his best friend masturbating to his fucking videos? It was one thing for strangers to pay you for it, it was another for people you personally knew to be getting off to you without your consent, right? 
In his defense, Nerevar had tried looking at different porn. Shitty reuploads on free sites like pornhub, Reddit, you name it. However, his thoughts kept drifting on how they didn’t do it quite like Voryn did. They weren’t exciting him as much as the dark haired, long legged guy in a short skirt begging in such a beautiful tone of voice. 
It was a new video too, and Nerevar was already feeling excited just as he pressed play, laying in bed. It was the dead of night in otherwise complete darkness, perfect time to hide his shame. 
Voryn started off the video with a few thanks to new subscribers, before he really got down to it. It was a longer video too so he was warming himself up plenty, rubbing his lithe fingers across his t-dick until it was nice and hard, before giving a nice, just firm enough slap to his cunt.
Nerevar groaned, his cock twitching.
“Did you know… Someone called me a cock-tease today while I was out and it got me so wet…” Voryn groaned softly, before rubbing and stroking at his dick. 
“You are a fucking cock-tease…” Nerevar mumbled softly, stroking himself slowly. 
“Mmm… Even my nipples were so hard, poking through my shirt…” Nerevar knew that likely wasn’t the case; it was cold here, and Voryn hated the cold so much he layered up to the point you could barely see anything of him. Thick pants, thick socks, big boots, a hoodie and coat. Likely no one was calling him a fucking cock-tease and getting him all hot and bothered while he was out and about. 
But fuck if it wasn’t a fun think to imagine… Maybe the weather would be warmer, and Voryn was dressed like this. He could see them at the mall, like they often went when Nerevar wanted to check out some new games and Voryn tagged along complaining the whole time. Except this time Voryn would be hanging off his arm, stroking his back… Innocent enough touches until Nerevar was getting hot and bothered, only for Nerevar to grab him by the waist and call him a fucking cock-tease, whispering it in his ear…. 
And fuck, those pierced nipples poking through that thin, tight little shirt he was wearing, his cheeks flushed as he bit his lip… Nerevar knew he’d hardly be able to help himself. He’d subtly grab his ass too while he was at it—that or give it a nice firm slap before he continued on.
And then he’d take Voryn home and fuck him until he was screaming Nerevar’s name—
“I just need someone to put me in my place…” Voryn purred, before moaning as he thrust two fingers in and out of him. “I can only think with my slutty little boycunt…” Fuck, the sound of his fingers going in and out of him was making Nerevar’s head spin as he turned up the volume. “I need someone to bend me over and fuck me hard and fast. Fuck me until I lose my voice…” Nerevar’s cock twitched at that as his hand sped up. “Fill me up too~” Nerevar groaned audibly, biting his own lip. “Cum inside me recklessly… Or even hold me down and breed me intentionally, punish me for being a stupid little whore who can only think with his pussy~”
He then brought out a toy, setting it up with surprising speed, moving the camera with impressive skill, so it was clear to see his cut while he rode it, sliding up and down while moaning obscenely.
“Yes~!” He moaned wantonly. “I need someone to fuck me~!! Please, god, please fuck me~! Knock me up! Fuck me like a—like a toy~!” Nerevar was stroking fast now, his breathing heavy as he imagined Voryn riding him. “Just keep me like a little pet~! Please—“
Voryn continued to whine and moan, begging so needily and loudly, almost entirely earnestly too. Nerevar’s biggest criticism was how dull the moaning in porn was; bland, kinda bored, almost afraid of being too extreme so instead it was banal and almost distracting from the rest of it. But Voryn sounded so hot as he moaned and begged, fucking himself on that toy until he was closer and closer—
“Voryn~” Nerevar moaned as he came, eyes shut tight as shot thick ropes of cum, wishing more than anything that he was cumming inside of Voryn.
Then, he turned the video off, still panting, one arm thrown over his eyes as shame washed over him again.
“Fuck…” 
Nerevar tried to subscribe to others, but time and time again he found himself bored of them, returning once again to Voryn’s page. Honestly, I’m his efforts to break the habit, he tried to go two weeks without jacking off to the thought of Voryn, only to wake up from a wet dream about the other man and finishing himself off as he clung to the fantasy still drifting around in his head from sleep. 
It had now been months since this little habit of his started. The weather was warming up. Nerevar had even made a few bold comments on the videos from time to time, talking about how cute Voryn’s clothes were, how sexy his pierced nipples were and how he wanted to play with them, and how perfect he looked playing with his t-dick… He was using a username though, so obviously Voryn wouldn’t know, and it was in line with many of the other comments he got…
Of course, it would be one thing if it ended there. But it didn’t.
Voryn had a wishlist linked—something common enough. Sometimes he’d get sent stuff like new outfits, shoes, some makeup or skincare, and toys. And whenever he did, Voryn would make a special little video thanking them, usually showing it off and then jacking off. 
Nerevar found himself fantasizing though. Every time Voryn wore a familiar article of clothing Nerevar had seen before, he felt an almost possessive flare in him. He wanted Voryn dressed up just for him. He wanted Voryn touching himself while wearing things Nerevar bought him, fucking himself with a toy Nerevar told him to, legs spread wide as he moaned Nerevar’s name over and over again…
It was something he couldn’t get though, which made him swear every time. If you paid him enough, Voryn would moan your name in a special, private video. But Nerevar couldn’t do that—Voryn would fucking know it’s him. Nerevar’s name was uncommon as is, and there was no point giving a fake name either when it wouldn’t get him off the same way.
So instead, he wanted to get as close as possible. He saved up the money, looked at the wishlist, and bought all of his favorite stuff from it. A nice little outfit, a new toy, new underwear, and most importantly…
A collar. A nice, big collar to put on his pretty little neck.
When Nerevar got the notification for the video, he couldn’t help but grin as he turned off his game, hurried upstairs, and locked the door behind him. He got comfortable on the bed too, getting ready to watch, already thrilled by the fact Voryn was wearing the collar in the preview.
Fuck he looked hot in it. It looked better than Nerevar had even imagined.
“This is a very special video,” Voryn began, almost embarrassed. “One of my fans decided to spoil me, after all.” Nerevar couldn’t help but keep grinning as he put lube on his hand—before he’d go dry or just spit on his hand honestly, but he liked the slip now, feeding into his fantasies of fucking Voryn. 
“Look, he bought me a whole outfit. Even a collar, new shoes…” Voryn showed off a bit, before pulling the pleated skirt he was wearing up ever so slightly. “Even a nice new pair of panties for me…” Voryn then gave a knowing, coy look to the camera as he flicked his hand and let the short skirt fall. “Not to mention a toy I’ve been dying to try out I saved just for this video…”
It was a large vibrator. Nerevar had actually, for some ungodly reason, researched what would be the best and feel good. It was a personal massager wand, powerful enough it needed to be plugged in rather than just use batteries, and he threw in some attachments for it too. Others might buy toys based on what was hottest to watch, but Nerevar in some way wanted to make sure Voryn felt good too. 
It was tantalizing to watch as he slowly slid the underwear off, making a little show of the black lace coming down his thighs, before sitting himself on his bed, vibrator in hand.
“Much stronger than I’m used to…” Voryn sounded breathless as he looked at it. “So much bigger than it looked online…” He even had the attachments all out, ready to use. “I hope it won’t be too intense on my cock… Usually I just use my hands or a smaller toy on it, but he did say he wanted to watch me cum with this.” He shot another knowing look to the camera and Nerevar shivered, watching as he moved it down between his legs, and turned it on the lowest setting.
Voryn then made an undignified yelp, moving up and back off his cock, before moaning as he slid it closer and closer, his hips squirming.
“So good~!” Voryn moaned earnestly. “F-fuck it’s—“ Another loud moan cut him off as he panted, eyes rolled back. “I can’t think~!! My brain is melting! It feels too damn good on my cock~!!” 
Nerevar was groaning himself, stroking himself off as he watched eagerly. His hips were squirming so much, his cunt barely visible from the large head of the vibrator as one hand had to grip it tight, the other gripping his sheets. 
“Yes~! Fuck yes!!” Gods Nerevar loved hearing him swear with such a pretty little mouth and deep voice. In the comments coming in Nerevar could see the others were enjoying it too, praising him for cumming so hard, and how hard his t-dick was by the end of it. Nerevar licked his lips, eager to see how he’d look by the end. He loved the visible tear stains from when he came so hard, his cock hard, pussy completely soaked… He just knew it was going to be one of those videos by the end, his absolutely favorite kind—
A text then came in, and Nerevar dropped his phone in shock. He fumbled, Voryn still moaning in his headphones as he paused the video, opening up the text with his heart racing in anxiety.
It was from Voryn. 
“I’m downstairs. I knocked and called but you didn’t answer.” 
Fuck. Fuck he must have missed the call while he was getting ready to jack off. He hurried, wiping his hands and pulling on his pants and shirt as a second text came in. “Your car is here so I know you’re home Neht.”
A few more moments of fumbling, closing the video entirely as he redressed and hurried down stairs, only to see a very annoyed Voryn waiting for him. His arms were crossed, bag slung over his shoulder, plush hoodie on.
“It took you long enough.” Voryn rolled his eyes. Nerevar was still in panic mode though, laughing nervously, cheeks and ears red.
“Yeah I was just—just watching a stream upstairs. I must have missed your call in the bathroom!” He was overexplaining now, a clear tell he was bullshitting. Should he act angry instead? Voryn had been the one to drop by unannounced. “I didn’t mean to keep you waiting.”
Voryn hummed as he walked in, taking off his shoes—the nice, modest pair of boots Nerevar had bought for him in fact. He swallowed roughly at the sight, hoping his arousal, which still hadn’t fully gone down despite his panicking? wasn’t showing.
“I’m sure you didn’t.” He said, in a tone Nerevar couldn’t tell was sarcastic or not. 
“Did you—did you need something? I mean,” Nerevar fumbled again, tongue tied having been interrupted mid masturbation just as it was getting good by said person he was jacking off to. “Y-you don’t normally show up here out of the blue, so I…”
“I don’t, no.” Voryn shrugged slightly. “But I wanted to show you something.”
“Show me something?” Nerevar raised an eyebrow, but he couldn’t help but get nervous. 
“It’s a present for you, in a way.” Voryn replied, already walking up the stairs to Nerevar’s room. Reluctantly, Nerevar followed, still wondering what this was all about. Maybe Voryn got him a new game? Some new streaming equipment? New computer parts from Sil? Who fucking knew anymore. 
At least in his room, despite a few clothes on the ground and his blankets a mess, it didn’t look suspicious. Voryn didn’t even comment on his computer not being on despite Nerevar having supposedly been watching a stream earlier.
“So…” Nerevar began as Voryn stood there for a moment, before casually tossing the bag on Nerevar’s rather large bed. “What’s the present?” 
“Sit down first.” Voryn said, and cautiously still, Nerevar sat down on the bed, still anxious. Something about Voryn’s behavior was a bit off—his movements were too stiff, and it made Nerevar’s guilt eat away at him. 
While he his mind was anxiously running circles in his head, Voryn rifled around the bag, pulling something out he hid with the sleeve of his hoodie, before turning away. He was then messing with something Nerevar couldn’t see, before tugging the hoodie up and over his head, black hair falling down his back.
When he turned around though, Nerevar stopped breathing. His brain short circuited as he realized what Voryn was wearing.
The shirt Nerevar got him. The fucking collar too that he had quickly put on, was around his neck. Nerevar couldn’t even fully process it though as Voryn put a hand on his shoulder, sliding up it, before moving to his ear.
“I brought the skirt too, if you want to see it…” Voryn whispered, and Nerevar nearly choked.
“I-I’m—“ His face was burning red, he could feel it. “W-what are you talking about?”
“Don’t give me that.” Voryn brought one knee up on the bed, half straddling him. “You used that username in middle school all the time, do you think I wouldn’t know it was you?” Nerevar went stiff as a board under him, swearing up a storm mentally. 
“Voryn, I’m so—“
“Shut up.” Voryn covered his mouth with his hand, though he didn’t look that angry. In fact, he only looked mildly annoyed. “I didn’t say anything at first. I thought you must just be playing a prank on me. And then…” Voryn’s face softened. “You started leaving comments, paying more and more…” Nerevar swallowed roughly again as Voryn got a half-lidded look to his eyes. “Constantly praising my body, telling me how I was perfect for you…” Voryn had uncovered his mouth now, instead thumbing his lower lip as Nerevar stared up at him. “How badly you wanted to touch me…”
Nerevar’s throat felt dry as he tried hard to keep his eyes from drifting down towards the collar around Voryn’s neck.
“And then you went and bought me all this. Leaving a note that you wanted to see me dressed up just for you…” Voryn brought his other knee up now, fully straddling him with his other hand wrapped around Nerevar’s shoulder. For balance, Nerevar braced himself with one hand on the bed behind him, the other delicately placed on Voryn’s waist in case he fell. “And how you wanted to watch me cum over and over with that toy too…”
“I…” Nerevar didn’t know what to say. He couldn’t fucking breathe; Voryn looked so much more beautiful right here, barely any makeup on and straddling him, than he did in any of the videos Nerevar had seen. 
Then, Voryn gave him a coy little smile. “I brought the toy too, if you want to watch me.” Nerevar’s breath hitched, his pupils dilating. “I’ll let you use it on me if you want to.” Voryn stroked some of the messy hair from Nerevar’s face. “Would you like that?” 
“Yes,” Nerevar whispered breathlessly. “Yes I…” 
Voryn then pulled up his shirt, revealing his chest. Nerevar could have moaned from just the sight.
“You’re always commenting on how much you like my piercings.” Voryn was smirking now. “Go on. Enjoy them.” 
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Stranger Things Character Profile
Aricka Munson
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Full name: Aricka Estelle Munson
Meaning: Aricka means eternal ruler” or “ever powerful”. Estelle means star. Munson is a pet form of the word Magnus which means great.
Nicknames: Stella, butterfly, baby, sweetheart, bright eyes, twin, sis, She-Ra, Adora,
Birthday: April 28th, 1967
Birth place: Fishers, Indiana
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Physical appearance and characteristics
Eye color: hazel-brown with flecks of blue
Hair color: brown but she dyes the ends of it different colors depending on her mood
Height: 5’3”
Dominant hand: her left hand
Notable features: her Mickey Mouse birthmark on her right elbow, her dimples, her freckles across the bridge of her nose and her cheeks
Jewelry: her ears are pierced, she has a helix piercing for her headaches, the top cartilage on her right ear is pierced. She loves wearing necklaces and bracelets and she has a few rings that she wears when she remembers to.
Accessories: a watch that belonged to her mom, she loves wearing beanies, she has glasses, instead of a purse she wears a small backpack.
Are they healthy: she’s as healthy as the average person in the 80s was.
Any allergies: she has a latex allergy, she has spring allergies- pollen, dust; etc.
Glasses: yes. She wears a pair of blue glasses that bring out the blue in her eyes.
Preferred hairstyle: she likes a pixie cut with bangs, her hair isn’t curly like her brothers’ are.
Skin tone: tan
Marks/scars: most of her scars come after the mess with the UpsideDown but here is a list of said scars:
Season one: her knees and hands get scraped up when she falls in the forest looking for Will, she gets a bloody nose from the fight against the Demogorgon
Season two: she falls and hits her head in the tunnels under the pumpkin patch, giving her a mild concussion, she gets cuts and scratches from shattered glass, mostly mild injuries this season
Season three: Aricka, along with Billy, Robin, Steve and Aricka Hopper are taken and tortured by the Russians who have been working under the Starcourt mall, in a search for answers about who they work for. She gains several bruises and cuts, as well as burns from the mall fire. She was also drugged and gets another mild concussion after falling in the elevator and hitting her head roughly against the door.
Chapter four: Aricka almost gets strangled by a demobat when it catches her off guard, she’s almost taken by Vecna but survives, she breaks her arm when she falls trying to get Max away from Jason carver.
Preferred clothing: she’s a rainbow of color, but also likes to have black clothing to even it out. She likes bright makeup and fun hair clips and has a collection of cute outfits she rotated through.
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Mannerisms
Speech style: she tends to speak faster than her brain forms the words, so she ends up stuttering and backtracking a lot. She gesticulates with her hands a lot when she’s talking; more so when she’s emotional or passionate about what she’s talking about.
Drives/motivation: she’s motivated by protecting her family, friends and loved ones. She would do anything to keep those she loves most safe.
Sense of humor: dark. She has a dark sense of humor, almost an existential sense of humor that is contrary to her bright personality.
Talents: she loves reading, writing and singing. She wants to either be a Broadway actress or a Disney voice actress someday.
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This or that:
Private/public: she’s a private person. Being in public wears her out, she much prefers to spend time with her close circle of friends than go to a loud party.
Leader/follower: a bit of both. It depends on the scenario.
Daredevil/cautious: she can absolutely be a daredevil but when her family is on the line she is always super cautious.
Optimist/pessimist/realist: she’s an optimist and a realist. She can be super optimistic and look on the bright side but she also knows when to be realistic and to not get her hopes up.
Speaker/listener: both. She can talk and talk and fill up silence if needed but also she can be quiet as a mouse and listen to what her loved ones have to say.
Loud/quiet: both. Again she can be as loud or as quiet as the situation calls for.
Messy/organized; messy. This girl tries so hard to be organized but she just can’t keep herself organized to save her life.
Solo/team player: she’s a team player through and through. She knows she can’t do life on her own, she would much rather do it with a team.
Introvert/extrovert: she’s very introverted. Being in public wears her out and she doesn’t like how loud being in public can be.
Relaxed/serious: she’s a very relaxed person unless her family is in danger, then she’s serious.
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Background:
Hometown: Hawkins Indiana, about a half hour from Kokomo, Muncie and Anderson Indiana.
Social class: lower-middle class, part of the blue collar class.
Education: she graduated from Hawkins and is currently fighting the UpsideDown but she does wanna go to college. Eventually. Someday.
First memory: meeting her best friend Chrissy Cunningham on the first day of kindergarten - they had the same backpack and wore the same Charlotte’s web shirt, and a friendship was cemented.
Worst memory: seeing her boyfriend Billy being beat by his dad when they were 18.
Best memory: kissing Billy Hargrove for the first time at the eighth grade dance when they were 13.
Most important childhood event/why: meeting Billy Hargrove on the swings in fourth grade. Because that’s when her whole life changed. And she met the boy who would later become her husband. Her soul mate. Her best friend for life.
Role models; her uncle Wayne, her older brother Eddie, Joyce byers, Jim Hopper, Claudia Henderson.
Where does she live and with whom: at the trailer park with her uncle Wayne and three brothers.
Where does she want to live: in California with Billy; Max and her and Billy’s future kids.
Type of childhood: happy. Safe. Loved.
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Family:
Mom: Barbra-Anne Munson
Dad: Alan Munson
Siblings: three brothers: Eddie: Arthur and Ralph. She’s the second of four quadruplets.
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Best guy friend/boyfriend/Husband: Billy Hargrove
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Best girl friend: Chrissy Cunningham
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Best friends: Aricka Hopper, Dori Henderson, Steve Harrington, Chrissy, Robin, Patrick, Eddie, Arthur, Ralph, Jonathan, Vicki, Gareth, Jeff and Grant
Favorite kid of the party: Max Mayfield-Munson
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Any kids: several- Michael, James, Annabeth, BJ, Kevin, and Angela Munson.
Pets: a dog named Spike and a cat named Charlie.
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Hi, I didn't really know who to reach out for this question, but do you have any tips on how to find your own unique fashion style? I'm not really looking to hop on popular clothing trends on social media e.g. eboy/girl or cottagecore, so I'm not exactly sure where to start! I come to consult you because I've seen some of your posts and you look very well versed in fashion and you seem to know your own personal style. My wardrobe is very outdated and I would like to update it to reflect the truest expression of myself. Thank you 😊 You don't have to answer this if you don't feel like doing so btw 😅
EEEE more fashion asks i love these thank you!!!! warning this got a lil (very) long so its under the cut :^)
so first and foremost the most important part about curating your own style is to learn more about your body and what flatters/doesnt flatter it. it's learning some basic fashion 'rules' pertaining to proportions, cuts, etc. there are plenty of resources on this if you dont know where to start (kibbe body test, video, video) but keep in mind this step has nothing to do with your weight!!!! i could talk wayyy more about this but at the end of the day, some clothing is just more flattering for specific body shapes - that doesnt mean you cant wear something that isnt perfectly flattering, but knowing your body and knowing what flatters it will make you understand your own style and help guide the pieces you buy. fashion 'rules' arent necessarily meant to be followed, but just understood so that 'breaking' them is a conscious choice. (it also really helped with my insecurities???? like this step is basically recognizing that its not your body thats unflattering, its the clothing, if that makes sense???)
also remember that every 'style' works for every body type. i.e if you want to be a 60s vibe but youre too curvy for shift dresses, there are plenty of clothes in a similar style that would look great on you <3 basically, if you dont like the way a piece looks on you, you can still achieve the same vibe with a different article of clothing thats more flattering. but also umm.... you can just wear the unflattering thing if you want LOL if it makes you happy... then it becomes your own controlled decision <3 live love laugh follow your heart
okay. now that you have that out of the way. there are a million ways to develop a sense of style, and no particular order in which i recommend them. what i love doing is creating pinterest boards for the spring/summer or fall/winter seasons and just filling them with pieces i would wear in a perfect world. i dont mean like cottagecore aesthetic boards, just boards full of runway looks and clothing pngs that i like. i also love making little outfits for characters which can influence my own style. everyone thinks of their style differently; i think of my own outfits as little vignettes with narratives behind them, but other people are more concerned with just wearing things they think are pretty, other people view it as an expression of art or their identity, and other people just want to feel comfortable!!! its all up to you and what youre drawn to!!
one thing that tan france mentioned once was to go online window shopping by going onto the website for a brand you like (regardless of whether its affordable or realistic!) and just adding things to your cart that youre interested in. dont worry about how expensive they are or anything, and when youre done, remove all the items you like the least. and then keep reviewing and removing until you have just a handful of really nice items you really like, and keep doing this with other brands until you can identify common threads between the pieces you like. you dont have to buy them!! in fact maybe its better if you dont!!! and the websites dont have to be like zara or h&m ... go on balmain or chanel if you want, play pretend and have fun!!
re: the last bullet point, i think a big turn off for people in terms of fashion is the idea that you need to wear something palatable and 'appropriate.' its like looking at a runway and thinking "its nice, but i would never wear that in real life." but honestly????? in a perfect world i would be wearing full gowns to the supermarket!!!! if your ideal style is imaginative but unattainable, your style in practice will be a microcosm of it. basically... dream big... dont be afraid to 'overdress' if its what you like!! one of the best pieces of advice i ever got was from my aunt, who offered to by me a plastic tiara. i asked her when i was ever going to wear it irl, and she just looked at me and said "??? you can wear it whenever you want to!!" so true!!! wear a tutu to mcdonalds. wear a bedazzled tux to prom. who cares
accessories, nail polish, hair, jewelry, perfume and makeup goes a long way in developing style. i dont wear a ton of makeup, but just putting some color on my cheeks achieves a kind of sunkissed lovestruck vibe that i strive for. i paint my nails red because i think its chic or bright colors so they contrast with a toned down outfit. even wearing no accessories is an accessory in itself. accessorizing (or specifically not accessorizing) is like adding texture to an outfit imo
anything that advises you about 'absolutely necessary essentials everyone needs' is entirely wrong. there is no one size fits all; i.e everyone says you need one good pair of denim jeans, but i havent worn jeans in two years!!! an essential for ME is a pair of neutral wool shorts, but an essential for another person could be a thick knit sweater or for another person, a flannel. the idea that everyone needs a 'little black dress' or a 'basic white t shirt' is preposterous. YOUR essentials depend entirely on YOUR style. a pair of denim jeans is useless if you hate wearing jeans!!!!
as for my personal style, im mostly influenced by movies, books, songs, characters, feelings, colors, high fashion, and costumes. ultimately, you should worry less about what you want to be and worry more about what you already like. every piece i have kind of plays into some narrative ive constructed, or otherwise theyre all special to me :) if you want to update your wardrobe, dont feel the need to over consume fast fashion (or any fashion for that matter) to do so. if you take it slow and buy pieces you really love, every item will have a story and you'll begin to develop a more stable internal style and they'll last longer :)
let me know if you have questions or want me to talk more about any of this because i really love answering these kinds of questions!!!!!! especially the body type thing because thats such an important but long winded thing i couldnt really fit it all LOL
some more videos + resources about style and fashion i think are interesting:
deep dive into kibbe body types
pinterest aesthetics, fatphobia, and white washing
lies about clothes to unlearn in your twenties
studio ghibli: how clothing shapes identity
breakfast at tiffanys style analysis: the reinvention of onself with fashion
will the millennial aesthetic ever end?
go viral, post #spon, get canceled: how social media transformed fashion in the 2010s
analyzing the "is it a cute outfit or is she just skinny?" meme
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ddarker-dreams · 5 years
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Yandere Don Giorno Giovanna’s darling finding out his occupation headcanons
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Giorno Giovanna:
Giorno does everything within his ability to get you to fall for him. His malicious intentions are impossible to spot, for the longest time. You never suspect that he’s anything but a kindhearted guy. But when someone mentions his position in the mafia to you, that’s when you grow more apprehensive around him.
He knew it would happen sooner or later, he just wasn’t certain on your reaction. A part of him hoped that you wouldn’t be scared off by the knowledge, but realistically, he knew you would be frightened. It was irritating that all of his hard work of getting you close to him came unraveled so fast, but he makes haste on fixing it.
It will mostly depend on your reaction on what he ultimately does. If he feels he can get you to overlook that detail and see him as someone who cares for you, he’ll go with that. But if you’re scared away from him, he’ll have to be more forceful with his methods.
He will show up around you often, “coincidentally” running into you. Every time he’ll approach you with a welcoming smile, inquiring about your day and what it is you’re up to. You would be lulled into pleasant conversation with him, as he tries to get you to ease up towards him again.
Is patient with this method, but would feel disheartened if you were still hesitant around him. At this point, he would set up scenarios in which he could assist you. Your car broke down? What a coincidence, he happens to be nearby and offers to give you a ride. Someone has been breaking into your house, and the police don’t care? No worry, Giorno will lend you an apartment until it’s found out. He sets himself up in your eyes to be perfect.
If in any of these situations, you found a way to rely on a friend instead of him, they would be disposed of. With a heavy heart, Giorno will move onto his final method -- taking you away to a private home surrounded by luscious forest. One that was surrounded by mafia guards around the clock.
How can someone act so sweet and thoughtful to you, but still not have your true interests in mind? It felt infuriating, every time you felt like you might be getting to him he would refute you with a smile. Saying that his beloved must be confused, and that you’re better off by his side. He’ll get you anything you need, after all. 
And he does. He showers you, not only with his endless compliments, but with numerous gifts. Makeup, jewelry, brand outfits, accessories, technology with restricted internet access... How he knows your taste so well is unnerving. 
Giorno is patient with you, but he doesn’t take kindly to any verbal defiance. You can always tell when you’re pushing it, when his friendly words become a tad more pointed. This is normally enough to get you to stop, but he has more methods if you continue misbehaving.
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old this matchup thing is so cool tysm for doing this and congrats on 1k!!! u deserve it so so much
anyways, can i pls get a hq matchup? no preferences here tho! i’m a 5 foot tall bisexual who really loves books and music. :) i really enjoy reading articles and essays about pop culture and reading poetry. i love high heels and big sweaters and gold jewelry. i’m kind of a hopeless romantic lol. i rlly like spending time with my friends just going out to eat and talking bc i think communication is one of the most important parts of any relationship. hmm what else... i don’t really want to have kids, but i’d love to travel the world with a partner and just explore diff cultures. i’m currently in college and i really love taking classes not related to my major bc i just love learning lmao. and for halloweenie stuff, i love doing group outfits and funky makeup! last year, i painted some bats on my face and made my eyeliner look like a batwing. i’m really into psychological horror and true crime and i love buying full size candy bars to give out to kids trick or treating. besides that my fave part of halloween would probs be carving pumpkins and baking fall desserts. i hope this wasn’t too long ahh!!! but ty again :))) -star anon
eeeee star anon!!! hello hello & thank u so much!!! <333 awwww i’m just glad u guys are into the matchups tbh!! i was terrified no one was gonna participate hahaha
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i match you with ⇢ bokuto koutarou! first off, he’d think ur just the cutest goddamn thing & i think your sense of style would go rly well together like y’all would look killer literally all the time. bo would always be so interested in whatever your reading, regardless of if he really understands it or not—he would just love to see your face light up as you get passionate about the topic/piece and he would be eager to learn more about it from you!! he is also a hopeless romantic, so get ready for lots of super cute, lovey dovey, mushy moments <3333 and he absolutely 100% agrees with you on the importance of communication (aka be prepared to have several long conversations about limits etc, and if you ever upset him or he upsets you, you’ll be able to talk it out and resolve it almost immediately; it really helps u guys grow as a couple!!)
what you carve into your pumpkin ⇢  you guys carve a few super cute, super classic pumpkin faces: a happy one, a sad one, a scary one, and a worried one!
which halloween candy you eat the most of ⇢ snickers or oh henry!
couples costume ⇢ extremely detailed and veeeery realistic zombies (seriously, bo scared himself when you finally allowed him to look in a mirror after you finished with his makeup). y’all would be so into it that you’d have come up with complete backstories for your costumes: who you were before you were bitten, where you were bitten, and how you were bitten. bonus points if some of ur friends join in and you become a zombie horde. 
how you celebrate halloween ⇢ i feel like you’d spend the day before halloween making very intricate and thoughtful treat bags for the trick or treaters, complete with lil toys n stuff in addition to your very generous full candy bars!! on the actual day of halloween, after handing out ur cute ass treat bags, you’d either spend the night in eating yummy treats and spooking yourselves out with true crime docs and podcasts (bo asks if u can sleep with the lights on that night when you crawl into bed) OR you go hang out w ur friends at kuroo’s insane halloween party (totally depends on how u guys feel after the trick or treaters are done!)
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clari’s 1k halloween matchups! 👻
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ROKSANA SIRSK -  CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT QUESTIONNAIRE
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BASICS -
1. Height?
Roksana is 5’4.
2. Eye colour?
Dark brown.
3. Do they need glasses?
Nah baby this human has 20/20 vision and can see in regular and magical darkness for 120 feet. It’s an invocation, but she will claim she’s just more evolved than most humans.
4. Scars and birthmark?
She has quite a few prominent scars on her hands from burns and cuts when she was training as a blacksmith. She also has a long, vertical scar beneath her ribs from a job that went sideways. She almost died before getting to a cleric; she doesn’t talk about it.
5. Tattoos and piercings?
On her right ear she has 3 lobe piercings, an industrial and a forward helix, and on her left she has a helix, a tragus, and 3 lobe piercings. As for tattoos, she has the symbols of Dol Arrah, Milil, Lathander, and the Raven Queen down her left forearm, and the symbols of Dol Dorn, Tymora, Malar, Sune down her right forearm.
6. Right or left handed?
Sana does most things with her right hand, but she’s trained herself to be useful with both in battle.
7. Any disabilities? Physical or mental.
Sana has lost most of the hearing in her left ear, and as such is hard of hearing.
8. Do they have any allergies?
Roksana is allergic to dogs and NO ONE is allowed to talk to her about it. 
9. Favourite colour?
Black, or navy blue. 
10. Typical outfits?
Sana likes well-made clothing, and most of her spending is on clothes. She wears mostly black and white. A lot of her tops are blouses, often sporting either lace, embroidery, or flowy sleeves. She loves elaborate dresses, corsets worn in untraditional ways, and interesting belt buckles. If she’s on a job, she wears a breastplate underneath a cloak or a powerful-looking coat. She’s also a fan of leather gloves.
11. Do they wear any makeup?
Sana rarely wears makeup, but she can’t resist a bit of eyeliner here and there.
12. What weapon do they use, if any?
She almost exclusively uses Obit, which is both her pact blade and her spellcasting focus. Obit likes to call itself Darthranok, and speaks to her telepathically. 
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13. Are they more optimistic or pessimistic?
Sana considers herself a realist, which is to say...she’s mostly pessimistic. If she has any optimism left, it resides in Zari, who does her best to see the light in every situation when Sana is focusing on solutions. She doesn’t waste a lot of time on pessimism, but she certainly doesn’t expect anything good from others or from any situation she walks into.
14. Are they introverted or extroverted?
Introverted. Definitely charismatic and a skilled socializer, but she only gains energy when she’s alone or only around people who are close to her.
15. What are their pet peeves?
Most of Sana’s pet peeves are exhibited by her clients. She hates when people explain things slowly when she didn’t ask them to, she hates when people aren’t punctual - particularly with their payments - and she hates when people act like they know her. Above all, she hates being pitied, and even annoys herself when she gets caught up in the habit of self-pitying. Some smaller pet peeves include loud chewers, Zari wearing her clothes, and people standing too close to her.
16. What bad habits do they have?
She picks at her nails, leans back in pretty much every chair she sits in, and leaves loose strands of hair littered about the house. She always thinks she’s right, she consistently asks too much for the jobs she undertakes, and she tries to get to know people without letting them know her.
17. Do they have any phobias?
The most constant fear she has, the one that gives her the most nightmares, is losing Zari. When she’s away from Khaggon, it often keeps her up at night and she’s considering bringing her sister along on all her jobs again.
18. How do they display affection?
Acts of service all the way. She doesn’t get close with many people, but when she does choose to let someone in she’s very all-or-nothing. She will go out of her way to get that person what they need, and loves to provide for the people she loves. She’s not especially physically affectionate, but when she’s exhausted she can’t deny that she likes to cuddle.
19. How competitive are they?
Oh, god. You don’t wanna know. If she gets even the slightest idea that someone’s coming for her job or for her money, she will go to extreme lengths to make sure they never try that again. She also tends to swear and yell a bit too much when playing card games.
20. If they could change one thing about themselves, what would it be?
She’d like to be a bit softer, a bit more trusting, a bit more open-hearted - if she could manage.
21. Do they have any obscure hobbies or routines?
She loves making her own knives, especially ones that are just for display with elaborate handles. For the past five years, she’s had an omelette for breakfast every morning that she hasn’t been in the wild or otherwise incapacitated. She reorganizes her closet and jewelry once or twice a month, just for kicks. She likes to gamble.
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22. What are the names and ages of their close family members? Parents, siblings, etc.
Zari, her sister, is thirteen. Esfir, her mother, would be fifty-two, and her father, Ashkin, would be fifty-one. Roksana was also close to her maternal grandmother, Shirin, who would be eighty-five now.
23. Is their family alive and are they still in contact with them?
Esfir and Ashkin have been dead for almost three and thirteen years respectively, and Shirin has been dead for eight years. Her sister is very much alive, and very much in contact with her.
24. Where are they from? City, nation?
Runswick born-and-raised, though she currently lives in Khaggon. 
25. Did they have a childhood best friend?
Ever since she can remember, Sana’s best friend has been a girl named Evangeline. She’s a wealthy merchant’s daughter, and has recently started a family in Runswick. They rarely see each other anymore, but they do still write to each other.
26. Have they had any pets?
The only pet she had growing up was a cat named Stinky. She found him as a stray when she was ten, and he had an incredibly pungent smell. Since then, she always wanted a dog, but their fur gives her hives and their dandruff stuffs her up - so, instead, she got Zari a gray tabby. (Zari’s always liked cats better, anyway.) Her sister named him Quincy, and though Sana is sure he’ll never be as great as Stinky, she is glad that Zari has company when she’s away. 
27. Did they grow up rich or poor? What were their living conditions like?
Sana lived in a small home, and had very little excess in her upbringing. Her parents were both righteous and honorable, and usually found that justice was all the payment they needed for their adventures. They did, however, provide Sana and Zari with what they needed, though some months were pretty tight.
28. What is their educational background?
Sana was taught by Evangeline’s governess until she was fifteen.
29. As a child, what did they want to be when they grew up?
Until her father died, she thought perhaps she would be a paladin just like her parents. Then she wanted to be a blacksmith, of course.
30. What advice would they give to their younger self?
Honestly, she’d probably try to dash her hopes earlier in life. She’d tell herself to get used to things not going right. She’d probably be a badder bitch if she let go of childish dreams earlier on. This, however, is far from any advice she’d ever give to Zari.
31. Growing up, were they ever bullied or were they the bully?
She probably made fun of a boy here and there, but she was never bullied. In fact, after her father died, she was treated with so much pity that it makes her gag thinking about it. Even the children in her neighborhood acted like she was fragile.
32. Who do they look up to/who is their role model?
Herself, tbh. But also Zari, because she’s extremely emotionally intelligent and good at a lot of things that she struggles with.
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33. Do they currently have a place of residence?
Yes, she has a small home in Khaggon that she paid for in coin.
34. What is their most treasured possession?
If not Obit, then this particularly sharp and rad dagger that she made herself with a raven’s head as the hilt.
35. What is their drink of choice?
Any sort of liquor. She likes shots.
36. Which king/queen are they loyal to, if any?
Rolland, if she has to choose. She surely doesn’t trust him, but Hegaehend is her home, and she won’t side with anyone who’s trying to invade it.
37. Have they ever killed anyone?
Oh, yeah. She’d never call herself an assassin, but she has been paid to kill specific marks, or paid to finish jobs that had no restrictions on who was left dead or alive. Her sword also feeds on life force, and she doesn’t want to know what will happen if it gets too hungry.
38. What was their last promise and did they keep it?
She promises Zari that she’ll be safe every time she leaves, and she hasn’t died yet, so she considers that a promise kept.
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39. What was their first kiss like, if they’ve had one?
Sloppy, gross. She was thirteen and had a crush on the guy for an entire year, and then everything good she’d ever thought about him disappeared when he shoved his tongue down her throat. He tasted like ham.
40. Are they in a relationship/have a love interest?
Nope. She has friends with benefits scattered here and there, but she wouldn’t consider them love interests.
41. Have they ever been in love?
Yes. When Sana was twenty-one, she fell head-over-heels with a half-elf named Mikas. They’d grown up in the same social circle, and he had a tendency to flirt with everyone in that social circle. But after a long night out and a talk under the stars, things were different between them. They were inseparable for a year, and it was a good year, but after that year came two more years that were much less enjoyable.
42. Have they ever had their heart broken?
Of course. She gave her all in the relationship with Mikas. It was the most vulnerable she’d ever been with someone, and he probably still knows her better than anyone. But he still didn’t want to be with her. After that one good year, he stopped trying. He stopped finding time to spend with her, stopped making her feel heard, and then he left her for some girl he hardly knew. Now, she won’t accept anything less than 100% effort from a romantic partner - not that she particularly wants one.
SPIRITUALITY -
43. Do they follow a god, if so who?
Nope! She has those religious symbols tattooed on her mostly as a joke. Probably insensitive, but she likes to keep people guessing about what her religious background is. She’s also still pretty bitter about gods and what they expect of their champions.
44. What do they think happens to them after death?
Regardless of her religious beliefs, she likes to believe in an afterlife. She’s seen ghosts and other kinds of spirits, and she likes to believe that if someone deserves to live on past their mortal life, then they will. It helps her sleep at night to think that the people she kills will live on if they deserve to, and that if they don’t deserve to, then she did the world a service.
45. What is their spirit animal?
Listen I know I said lion for Avi, but she’s a Leo so how can I not say lion…….otherwise maybe a raven or smth.
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i’m sick and bored, let’s go
2020-02-10 (i’m 16)
1: How tall or short do you wish you were?
i’m really content with being 167 cm
2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not)
a dog, preferably a german shepherd
3: Do you have a favorite clothing style?
um i switch between alternative/emo-ish and hipster ig fashion girl, i like both of them
4: What was your favorite video game growing up?
mario kart at nintendo ds
5: What three things/people do you think of most each day:
my best friend, music (hayley williams) and my sister
6: If you had a warning label, what would yours say?
way too indecisive for their own good or may not be brave enough to voice their own opinion
7: What is your opinion on [insert person/thing here]?
winter, way too overrated it’s unbelievably boring and depressing
8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic]
?? idk
9: Are you ticklish?
ye
10: Are you allergic to anything?
oh boy am i allergic,, in short yes i fucking am, to soap and shampoo and perfume and makeup and nickel and grass pollen and dog saliva and laundry detergent and the list just continues
11: What’s your sexuality?
umm idk bi maybe
12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa?
neither, i’m not much of a hot drink person, but cocoa
13: Are you a cat or dog person?
DOG (idontreallytrustcats)
14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson?
mermaid!! oh to be a free woman with shiny scales
15: Do you have a favorite Youtuber?
exurb1a or apri park, and um guilty pleasure of mine but daniel howell
16: How tall are you?
167 cm, and with some googling, ≈5.5 feet
17: If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?
ah my middle name i think
18: How much do you weigh? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]
i actually don’t know, we don’t own a scale,, but like somewhere between 50-60 kg
19: Do you believe in ghosts/spirits?
umm no
20: Do you like space or the ocean more?
i love love love the ocean!!
21: Are you religious?
yeah i kinda am and all my friends around me are atheists (very few in sweden are devoted religious people) but i am maybe? like i don’t believe in any god, but i believe in the good every religion speaks about, and i appreciate the christian concept of love and acceptance,, idk
22: Pet peeves?
ah many, i never do something about them though, but for example some swedish grammatical errors (de/dem sigh)
23: Would you rather be nocturnal or diurnal [opposite of nocturnal]?
nocturnal
24: Favorite constellation?
cassiopeia
25: Favorite star?
?? i don’t know any stars
26: Do you like ball-jointed dolls?
i don’t like any dolls
27: Any phobias or fears?
not really
28: Do you think global warming is real?
of course?? how could you not?? i mean come on i’m swedish we knew it was real before greta represented our country’s fight against it
29: Do you believe in reincarnation?
um no but i don’t believe that nothing happens after you die either so maybe
30: Favorite movie?
right now little women
31: Do you get scared easily?
yeah i never watch horror movies or stuff like that, but unlike from my friends am i not afraid of walking alone at night or similar things
32: How many pets have you own in your lifetime?
a few fishes and a dog
33: Blog rate? [You’ll rate the blog of the one who’s asking.]
i’ll rate my own blog instead, it’s shitty but it helps me relax and enjoy myself, it’s a safe space for only me
34: What is a color that calms you?
blue
35: Where would you like to travel and/or live?
oh so many places, i’d like to travel to asia and later live in the center of europe maybe
36: Where were you born?
sweden
37: What is your eye color?
dark brown
38: Introvert or extrovert?
definitely introvert
39: Do you believe in horoscopes and zodiacs?
no but i find it quite entertaining to read them and see if any applies to me or my friends
40: Hugs or kisses?
good hugs
41: Who is someone you would like to see/visit right now?
like hayley williams would be great
42: Who is someone you love deeply?
my sister and my best friends
43: Any piercings you want?
more in my ears
44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?
depends, i’ve got a few myself and i love them
45: Do you smoke or have you eiver done so?
yeah i do, both this and that lol
46: Talk about your crush, if you have one!
not really, i’m not the crush type of people,, it’s really hard for me to find someone i like
47: What is a sound you really hate?
i’ve never had a problem with specific sounds, but some feelings like the one when your hands are slightly damp and you lightly rub them against each other?? uhhhrhs i can’t stand it,, wait i know one sound!! i can’t sleep when it’s raining outside! and that’s quite unusual i guess, but it really isn’t calming for me
48: A sound you really love?
laughter from people i love, the waves by the sea, a candle being lit, the sparkle from an open fire
49: Can you do a backflip?
no
50: Can you do the splits?
no
51: Favorite actor and/or actress?
i’m not that much of a movie fan, i don’t really know any
52: Favorite movie?
right now little women
53: How are you feeling right now?
sick and tired, but overall pretty happy!! i went to a wonderful concert yesterday and spent a few days in another city with my best friends
54: What color would you like your hair to be right now?
oh so many but right now black and dark red
55: When did you feel happiest?
last year at a tøp concert i think
56: Something that calms you down?
puzzles and music
57: Have any mental disorders? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]
nothing diagnosed and nothing right now, but i’m pretty sure i was depressed and had anxiety for some time ago
58: What does your URL mean?
um i just had to come up with a name quick and this was what i felt at the moment, and i guess it fits me, i am in fact a stupid goddamn fan of many things,, neon places are a combo of tøp related stuff and the song perfect places by lorde, and blasphemypilots is the song blasphemy by just twenty one pilots (see i am a stupid goddamn fan huh sigh)
59: What three words describe you the most?
oh um probably intelligent, indecisive and realistic
60: Do you believe in evolution?
what??? of course i do?? how could u not,, like seriously though i’ve never met any who don’t believe in it? what would u otherwise believe in? gods creation of the world or something? nah, as i said before, no one in sweden are really religious
61: What makes you unfollow a blog?
usually them posting about stuff i’m not in to, but ofcourse if they’re being homophobic/racist/sexist etc
62: What makes you follow a blog?
content i like, majorly just text posts about relatable stuff
63: Favorite kind of person:
intelligent, witty people with wide smiles and lots of adventurous spirit and spontaneous ideas
64: Favorite animal(s):
idk maybe dogs
65: Name three of your favorite blogs.
i really don’t know any specific
66: Favorite emoticon:
:) ;) not that original ik
67: Favorite meme:
hmm idk
68: What is your MBTI personality type?
oh i’ve done it plenty of times and got different results each time, but in the most recent was i infj-t
69: What is your star sign?
pisces
70: Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog?
if i had, i’d probably teach them to be able to do it
71: What outfit out of all your clothes do you like to wear the most?
black, wide jeans with a large grey reebok sweatshirt is probably my comfiest, but i’ve got other fits i feel more good looking in like my beige, wide jeans with a white turtleneck, a bright green sweater and jewelry
72: Post a selfie or two?
no thanks
73: Do you have platform shoes?
no, and i don’t think i want either
74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself?
i can’t for my life imitate other people or dialects or stuff like that
75: Can you do a front flip?
hah no
76: Do you like birds?
yeah sure
77: Do you like to swim?
love it!! swimming in the ocean is wonderful, and in pools are okay i guess
78: Is swimming or ice skating more fun to you?
depends on mood, i like both, it’s kinda dependable on season lol
79: Something you wish didn’t exist:
some music genres lol like swedish rap or trump
80: Some thing you wish did exist:
i’m not that creative but more concerts in my hometown would be lovely, and for stuff that doesn’t exist? maybe hot ice cream or a speaker that played silence so the room got quiet hmm
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Tag yourself
Doing this for fun. Not to be offensive or 100% realistic! Enjoy it!
Goblin: cant sleep. Wont sleep. Never cleans under fingernails. Five second rule is more like ten second rule. Never checks if milk has gone bad before drinking some
Mermaid: lovely hair! Fashion! Clear skin! Makes everyone jealous but is also really sweet and nice and says sorry lots when they bump into you on accident. Has an aquarium or had one
Siren: bad bitch. Great voice. Great makeup. Nails look like claws. Will share stories in exchange for your stories. A risk taker. Dark colors seem to seep into their skin
Dragon: strong either physically or at heart. Great at collaborating jewelry with outfits. Sharp makeup. Lots of warm colors. They carry themselves with a confidence that terrifies and can really rock red.
Kelpie: had a horse phase in grade school. Edgy. Likes darker colors. Swimming pro. Vegan? Maybe. Showers in the dark. Enjoys a candle lit bath with a pricey bath bomb when the paycheck allows it
Fairy: energetic! Loves colors and music, probably was a theatre kid. Very good in any crowd. Flower crowns and healthy eating. Lots of raw crystal jewelry.
Demon: grunge. Warmer colors and lots of sweaters. Would smoke in a graveyard with friends. Easy going. Attractive in many ways and shapes. Eyes are ethereal in the sun. Bad at saving money. Sketch artist
Angel: fair and friendly. Shares snacks constantly. Tells you to drink water. Tells you the weather forcast for the day so you don’t dress to over heat or freeze. Has to keep their brain busy with something.
Gryphon: jock body type. Actually really sweet. Will introduce you to their pet like it is their one and only child in a baby voice while cradling it ever so gently. Enjoys greasier foods and is good at fishing
Kraken: social outcast. Made them bitter. They can and will be mean to your face. A good online friend though. Showers every third day. Stays up late and wakes up early. Nothing to lose. Successful out of spite
Dryad: earthy friend, knows plants by name and would live in a greenhouse. Deep brown or green eyes. Skin glows in the sun and they love organic foods. They drink tons of fruit or veggie infused water from a reuseable bottle. Acoustic music fan
Centaur: protective of friends and always has a questionable snack from somewhere unique. Drinks tons of fuiji water. Will show you tons of cool hiking trails. Probably collects something like stamps or quarters or a certain color of rock
Elf: really good cook, long long hair. Angular build. Unique eye colors. Lots of turtlenecks or collared shirts. Likes to read and take long walks to think. A painter. Has a really old old pet. Can sew too!
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sandrachile · 5 years
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A Zero Waste Wedding in Pittsburgh
If you have been on Facebook lately, you have probably seen videos of turtles tangled in plastic, birds whose stomachs are full of plastic, and reports about Global Warming.
Whether your political inclinations deny or are against global warming, the truth is, our planet is polluted, and right now, you are either part of the solution or part of the problem, there is no middle ground.
But the problem is that when it comes to bringing environmentalist values to wedding planning, if you are not in California, or don’t have a 6 digit budget, it becomes a little hard, and you might end up giving up for the sake of the circumstances.
So I want to show you, where you should be focusing your energy and resources, but first, let me introduce you to the “Buyerarchy of needs” which will be inspiring our whole journey, and I hope you look at this, read it, meditate on it, and then apply it.
1: Focus on the things that don’t cost you anything, pick a vibe, a feeling as the guidance for your wedding day. 
If you look around for wedding day inspiration, everything is based on color palettes, flowers, or decor. However, since we are trying to be intentional and not use as many material things during the wedding day, it is better to base your inspiration on intangible things rather than material things, instead choose to get inspired by feelings, or the vibe you want your wedding to have. For example, the vibe for the image below was: contemporary, artsy, and fresh.
2: Focus on finding the core vendors for your wedding
(Yes, before setting up a date or even the location). Once you pick the vibe, you will need to gather the elements that will bring your vision together. But Unless you are working with the proper people, translating a concept to reality within a budget, can be hard. So, before even selecting the date for your event or the location, we highly encourage you to select the group of humans that will bring this to life. The core vendors are: Wedding Planner Venue Caterer Officiant Photographer Since the “ethical” journey begins before the wedding day itself, when reaching out to vendors, ask them upfront about what environmental practices they have in place. 
Asking this up front will set the tone for the rest of the planning process, and if this is something that is not present in their practices, your question will surely push them in the right direction.
3: Where and When?:
Choose the date and the venue.
Whether you decide to marry at home, or in a big space, there are some things that you need to take into consideration, such as accessibility for your guest, location of your party hub, weather, and of course, environmental practices. 
If you go for the most popular choice, a venue, ask them and yourself the following questions:
Does your venue send all the garbage to a landfill, or does it have any recycling practices in place? Do they offer furniture, or do you have to rent these items separately? Does the venue have decorative elements, or is it a plain room that needs a lot of stuff to look good? Does it offer in house booze/catering, or can you bring your own?
So many questions, right?
From the low waste perspective, it is a priority to choose a space that offers dishes, cups, and straws that are not plastic. 
(I doubt you want a turtle in the Caribbean to swim among the straws from your wedding day, right? … #justsayin)
4: Let’s tell the world: The stationery (Oh poop! When things get real)
Although an online invitation is often times more eco-friendly, in practice, not everybody is a fan of receiving an email, and being inclusive of older generations who are less e-literate, is a good way to honor them. So when it comes to papers, what alternatives are low waste?
The invitation is the first thing your guests see, it sets the mood for the day, it tells your guests whether joining is going to be worth it, and it announces what kind of party this is going to be. Once the invitations are sent, things get real, and telling your guest that this is an environmentally friendly kinda day deserves to be announced in an environmentally conscious way. Here is where the value of a designer that can custom work for you is a thousand times better than printing some DIY, but make sure the designer is open to working with eco-friendly papers. 
Have you heard about paper made out of elephant poop?
When it comes to being low waste, there is nothing better than options that ethically made, creative, and contribute to giving opportunities to economically and socially marginalized groups. So do your research in regards to papers, and if you are feeling like DIYing, you can DIY the envelopes from the newspapers at your grandma’s house.
PS: Oh! And forget about RSVPs! Nowadays everybody texts, so you can use an automated text message RSVP service which is the easiest way to gather replies from your guests, and automatically organizes and counts for you. SCORE!
(If you never saw paper made of poop, now you did | Stationary by the kick ass: Fresh Cut Prints )
5. Creating a wedding atmosphere: Decorations
One of the things about low waste, is that sometimes it might be a little on the plain side, so for a wedding, which we want to look special, we really have to put thought into what we bring in. 
Using what we have, or what you can realistically keep afterward is key. So, first, my biggest and probably most overlooked decoration element that is also functional is: LIGHTS!!! I’m not talking about regular light bulbs, but lighting can make an amazing decoration, which afterward leaves zero trace.
Another suggestion is to use real plants as a decorative item. Not only they will give you a decoration the day of your wedding, but will decorate your house for the years to come, and imagine having the same plants that witnessed you saying “I do”, witnessing your anniversary year after year!
"Did you know that glass can be recycled forever and ever?"  -- FUN FACT
Another element that is overlooked but it is quite easy to make, and to compost afterward is dry flowers. You can actually invest time in planting your own and meticulously dry. Finally, for any other need, hit your local thrift store! You would be surprised to see the amounts of linen available there.
Oh! And also… keep an eye on the dumpster! Someone else’s garbage always has the potential to be your treasure.
5. Time to get pretty
An element of your wedding that takes a lot of mental energy, a big chunk of your money, and it makes a massive statement in regards to the environment is fashion. And if you want to make a statement, the options for your outfit are: Ethically sourced. Wear your own. Make your own outfit. Or Vintage. This groom decided to wear his own clothes, and the bride opted for the vintage.
The statement piece for the bride was her earrings, which were upcycled. Altogether their outfits were around $30, which allowed more $$ to be allocated for other services.
As you can see, going this route is a great way to maximize your budget, but if you feel uncomfortable with the idea of wearing a vintage style of clothing, you can always purchase vintage garments and budget for the services of a seamstress that can transform your vintage piece and gives it a modern twist.
6. Beauty
I have to be the first in recognizing that zero/low waste and the beauty industry are not the best of friends. Beauty is perhaps one of the most forgotten subjects when it comes to thinking low waste wedding, maybe, because it is not you using that bottle of shampoo that will end up in a landfill, you don’t think much about it. Nowadays there are many makeup products companies using cruelty-free and vegan options (yay). But I learned from Becky, owner of the hair salon that does my hair, Tula Organics, that certain brands go to the extent of manufacturing products with 100% wind power, and they purchase carbon offset credits to balance any climate impact of their aerosol hairsprays.
She also told me about Dragon Master Foundation, a charity organization fighting to find a cure for cancer, and to whom you can send personal care and beauty containers to be recycled. This is an amazing initiative, to make the world greener and fight cancer at the same time.!
In summary:
A low impact, environmentally wedding is not unrealistic. Even if you don’t live in California, it is totally possible right here in Pittsburgh, and even with a small budget. All you might need, is to think through and plan with time, along with a good group of ethically minded wedding vendors.
Supporting Cast: Planner & Aesthetic designer: Devoted To You Events @devotedtoyouevents Florals: greenSinner @greensinner HMUA: Tula Organic @tulaorganic Venue: Kingfly Spirits @kingflyspirits Lightning: EF Lighting @eflighting Plants + Greenery: City Grows @citygrows Photographer: Sandrachile @sandrachilep Invitation Fresh Cut Prints @freshcutprints Paper Mr Ellie Pooh @mr.elliepooh Cake: Mediterra Cake House @mediterracakehouse Jewelry/Accessories Adaptive Reuse @christineterrell Calligrapher- Scarlet Day Calligraphy @scarletdaycalligraphy
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On Getting Dressed
Getting dressed in the morning has always been difficult for me. If I can, I will wear the same outfit four times in one week to avoid having to think about it any longer than necessary. My go-to outfit at the moment is my green and black J-Crew plaid button-down, my high-waisted Madewell skinny jeans with the button fly and my Doc Martens. At this point in my life, I do not ask myself, “Do you think somebody will realize you’ve been wearing the same pair of jeans for the last four days?” but, “Do these jeans look and smell clean enough that if someone were to realize you’ve been wearing them for the last four days, they wouldn’t call you out on it?” If the answer is yes, I will throw on the outfit again. I don’t dress to look nice most days. “Nice” meaning my makeup is done, my hair is straight and parts in a way that frames my face in a flattering way, my outfit is coordinated, cleaned and ironed and my shoes match the vibe I’m going for. When I look "nice" there is generally a vibe I am going for and that can vary day to day. A coat of concealer and a flat iron are nice, but it isn’t really necessary. Some days I run around Chicago in an oversized sweatshirt, with bags under my eyes and my naturally wavy hair pulled back in a ponytail. Sometimes I’m more dressed up, others I’m more dressed down. I’m most comfortable in jeans and a tee shirt and because I tend to get more done when I don’t feel like I’m sticking out for looking good or bad. There are certain days where I have to critically think about my wardrobe as I might an essay or an article for class--interviews, dates, holidays--and those days are agonizing. I would argue there is just as much nuance and subtext in the right outfit as there is in a Hemingway short story. Which is why most fashion related things go over my head. But every now and then, I force myself to stand in front of my closet and edit my wardrobe to what I wear. I’m not a person with many clothes, but there are always a few things I find I can get rid of. As I pick up each piece and I asked myself, “Is this still me?” I stopped to wonder, “How did this become my thing? Is it even my thing, or is it someone else’s?” Like most people, from birth till about I was old enough to make my own decision (and for those decisions to be preferably color coordinated, realistic, and weather/event appropriate), my clothing wasn’t my choice. So none of my clothes were my thing, rather what my mom thought would look cute on me. This is why there is a picture of me in an Angelina Ballerina tee shirts and pink capris with a fairy wand and crown on my fourth birthday, and a picture of me in fifth grade wearing a striped, pink white shirt and short sets from Old Navy while on our family trip to Hawaii, and why my first day of school photo from seventh grade I’m wearing a short sleeved and khaki jacket with a lacy pink tank top and black shorts. I can separate my current wardrobe, almost perfectly into black, white, denim, olive green, and varying shades of blue. I have one pink sweater (which my mother bought me) and while I will occasionally throw it on and wear it around my apartment, I end up tearing it off within twenty minutes because of the I cannot stand the color or cut of it. The reason I wear the monochrome is because I am pale and my skin has a naturally pink undertone. If you flip my wrist over, you can see every vein in my arm up to my elbow. You can see the veins in my feet, in my thighs and my stomach. Wearing, black, white, denim, olive and shades of blue makes the pinkish undertone is less noticable and helps the bright blue veins blend in better. Wearing pink, or bright yellow washes me out and makes weird details intense. As for the cut of it, it’s a cropped sweater with side splits up to my ribcage, on top of being wildly ineffective at keeping me warm, it makes my long torso appear even longer than it is, and it just isn’t me. Nothing in my wardrobe is really “me” though. I came to this realization after glancing at the mess of clothes scattered across my bedroom floor while taking a “break” from spring cleaning this last weekend. Everything in my closet I own because of someone else. I own a pair of Gold Cup Sperry Topsiders because my freshman year of high school there was a senior boy with a British accent who browsed the bookshelves of the library before school in a pair of Sperry’s. In the era of Victoria Secret yoga pants tucked into beat to hell Ugg boots and calf-length Nike socks slipped thoughtlessly into pairs of ADIDAS shower slides on the way out the door, his shoes, as well as the pressed khaki pants and button-down shirts, his perfectly gelled hair, and his accent, captured a kind of class that seemed lost on the rest of the students at my high school. Though my own Sperry’s seem to more closely resemble some douchebag college frat guys than the classy look of Boat Shoe Guy’s, when I look of them I think back to being fourteen, working up the guts to sit at his table in the library, not quite brave enough to say anything, and listening to him talk in what I later found out was a fake British accent about things I can’t remember with other, older people and feeling cool. Not in a conventional way. Cool in a nerdy way I didn’t realize I could be until I met him. When I look at the gold hoop earrings I keep in my great grandmother’s teacup with the rest of my small jewelry collection, I realize that my love for them comes from mother, who wore perfect silver hoops earrings frequently throughout my childhood. When I think of them I think of box blonde hair, and regrettable bangs and her capped tooth smile. I’m the opposite. My hair is dirty blonde, I don’t have bangs (never again after my mom cut thick ones so far back on my head that for several months I had Joe Dirt’s mullet). My hoops aren’t perfect circles and they are gold color, not silver.I don’t look or act much like my mother, but occasionally when I put them on I feel like I can fake that same kind of magnetic charm and try to smile with my teeth like she does. I decide I can pull off the hoops, but not the toothy grin and leave it at that. I own a black pea coat because of the movie Giant. Which doesn’t seem like it would make sense give it’s a movie set in Marfa, Texas, but let me explain. My freshman year of high school my grandma bought a copy of Giant for my dad’s birthday and one day a few weeks after she’d given it to him, I found it lying on the buffet in our living room. Being the movie buff I am, and being intregued by the front cover I decided to watch it. The entire time I just kept thinking the blond guy from the front cover was cute (which, in retrospect, is the dumbest take away a person could have after watching that film). After the movie I decided to Google him and came upon a picture of him walking down the rainy street in New York City. Wet cigarette hanging out of his mouth, collar of his iconic black black pea coat poped. And Where I can’t say I’ve ever fallen in love at first sight, I imagine it’s similar to seeing James Dean in that jacket. In an excerpt from ‘Women in Clothes,’ an anthology about how clothes define and shape us, Leanne Shapton, author and artist, writes of a similar love-at-first-sight feeling she with an Isabel Marant dress she saw a woman wearing at a party, “I admired her hair: worn loose, flecked with grey. And her manner: warm, thoughtful, sincere. She wore no makeup, and the dress, which was sack-like, lent her a modesty I liked. We spoke about our children. Then, in a lull in the conversation, I came back to the dress, complimenting it again. She nodded, knowing. Then I did something that surprised me: I leaned down and picked up the edge of her skirt and touched it, marveling aloud at the light, smooth fabric. I have never touched another woman’s dress like that before. A fur sleeve once, but I’ve never had that grasping, clutching impulse.” In her essay, Sharpton wonders if her feelings she had about the dress “also had something to do with admitting I want something. I’ve struggled with admitting what I want most of my life, not admitting until the last possible moment that I wanted a child. Admitting I flat-out wanted this dress was new to me. I was nervous.” Where I can’t say I relate to the wanting a kid portion of that statement, I can relate to the feeling of wanting something. Wanting to be unique and confident, two feelings I don’t feel like I’ve ever fully had but have just been chasing after my whole life. The reason my go-to outfit is what it is is because of directors like Sofia Coppola and Point Break era, Kathryn Bigelow. There is this picture of Kathryn Bigelow standing in front of a monitor next to Keanu Reeves and Patrick Swayze: white tee shirt, baggy blue jeans, cool boxy shades, and a Reebok baseball hat. When I don’t know what to wear, or when I need to do something I’m not sure I can, I dress up and pretend to be somebody I think can figure it out. Be the woman who can direct a surfer bank heist movie, the woman who can speak French, beautifully while eating a croissant, scarlet lips pouted, Rick Blaine tripping over his shit, the Dude who’s got no idea how the hell things are going to work out, but isn’t too worried about it. Cause maybe things just will in the end. It isn’t an exact copy, it looks similar enough to them that I’m able to capture their attitude, power. . . their magic, but different enough that it’s still me. So I put on my version of that outfit when I don’t know what else to wear because it is comfortable and easy and because I’ve tricked myself into thinking it will inspire some sort of brilliant direction and confidence I don’t feel like I have on my own. Even if it doesn’t do what I think it will and my voice gets caught in my throat and I let someone talk over me, or I get rejected, or I fail and fall flat on my face. When I wear my navy Calvin Klein wrap dress, everyone I know groans and says, “You wear that all the time. Don’t you own another dress?” I do. There is the ombre floor length prom dress that lives back of my closet at my parent's house which I bought because it made me look like Jennifer Aniston, and the crochet white and orange dress that I bought from Urban Outfitter’s because it reminded me of Shasta Fay Hepworth’s orange dress in Paul Thomas Anderson’s Inherent Vice. I don’t usually have the occasion to wear either of these dresses, but the navy wrap dress works for almost any occasion so that’s why I wear it. It creates some shape on my fairly shapeless form, and I like it because it makes me feel like Lauren Bacall. Equal parts sexy, mysterious and classy in a way that I am otherwise not. I’ve never worn it on a date, but I’d be lying if I said if I’d never worn it to a half hour meeting to look “nice” only to walk around downtown Chicago just to see people turn their heads and wonder, “Who is she?” Then, for a fraction of a second, I am the woman I’m not to somebone. When I am at home on Saturday mornings, and my hair is all frizzed out and drooled on and I can’t be bothered to put on actual pants, I walk around in my boxers, oversized and stained Sid’s Liquor tee shirt and a cardigan. I throw on some sunglasses, debate making myself a White Russian and go full-on “The Dude” from The Big Lebowski. Cause it’s hard to relax when you live and work in the same place and I can only seem to do it when I’m someone else. But it is me? Dressing up as someone else might get me through the day, but what if I never take risks as myself? Years from now, will there be some girl who sees a pair of Madewell skinny jeans at the bottom of a pile at a thrift store or finds an old pair of boots that will say, “Oh my god, I love it. It’s so Sidney Thompson.” if I can’t even dress up like her? Am I just a shot for shot remake with nothing new to offer, to contribute, to inspire? Will people see me or will they tease my style apart and say, “Oh, she’s ripping off So-and-So.” I’d like to think I’m more of a Quentin Tarantino homage to all my favorite fashion icons. You can see where I stole, but I’d like to think every now and then there’s someone out there is able to see that part of me poking through one of my costumes and thinks it’s pretty cool.
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fibula-rasa · 7 years
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A Century of Glamour Ghouls: 1990s
Nancy Downs in The Craft (1996)
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The Movie
The Craft (1996) is widely thought of as a guilty pleasure for women who came of age in the 90s but in recent years its cult following has grown considerably and its reputation is being reconsidered. It’s a more complicated movie than most give it credit for despite its faults.
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Sarah (Robin Tunney) moves to LA from San Francisco with her father and stepmother following a suicide attempt. As she gets the lay of the land at her new Catholic high school, a fledgling coven of witches at the school recognize her natural talent for witchcraft and set their sights on her. Sarah’s new sisters all have struggles of their own and use witchcraft as a coping mechanism and as a means of empowerment. Nancy (Fairuza Balk), the de-facto leader, is deeply depressed and poor. Rochelle (Rachel True) is the only black girl in school and her teammates’ overt racism is holding her back from pursuing her passion for diving. Bonnie (Neve Campbell) is disfigured with burn scars covering much of her body. With the addition of Sarah to their coven, their witchcraft begins to produce real results. At first, their problems seems to be solved. The boy who spread rumours about Sarah after she turned him down for sex is now hopelessly obsessed with her. Nancy’s abusive father is dead and she and her mother now have a better lifestyle living on insurance money. Rochelle’s most violent tormentor starts to go bald. The painful treatment for Bonnie’s scars is suddenly successful. It doesn’t take long for things to spiral out of control though. Intra-coven conflict and a misunderstanding of the nature of magic(k) have dangerous consequences for all four of them.
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The Craft is one of the more interesting pieces of fiction to emerge from the ashes of the satanic panic of the 1980s. In the 1980s a moral panic was created around a number of later discredited stories about satan worship. While the initial panic focused mainly on child abuse and day care centers, once it settled into the cultural zeitgeist, satanism (and by extension witchcraft) became the scapegoat for all sorts of social issues. It’s a bit difficult to convey to anyone who didn’t live through it how pervasive this fear was in certain communities in the US. But honestly, if you go back and watch some episodes of the first seasons of Unsolved Mysteries, you’ll be a bit flabbergasted at how often parents and husbands tack satanism and witchcraft onto straight-forward crimes & missing-persons stories. The Craft was released in the aftermath of the panic just as it was receding. (As someone who was way into Marilyn Manson in the late 1990s, I can tell you for a fact that it didn’t die.) Quite cleverly, the film took the worst fears of gullible parents and realized them while simultaneously presenting a realistic depiction of the practice of witchcraft and Wiccan beliefs. Funnily enough, The Craft definitely encouraged a whole generation of kids to try out spells or witchy games at slumber parties across the country.
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The Look
Nancy Downs is a very mid-90s Southern Californian goth. She rocks a whole mess of styles throughout the film, some of which are very inappropriate for the weather (desert goth life), all of which are very inappropriate for Catholic school attendance. So, there are a lot of styling options for a Nancy cosplay.
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The Clothes
The base for many of Nancy’s outfits is her school uniform; white button up shirt and blue-and-green kilt. At school, she’s usually bare-legged and mixes up the uniform pieces with black undershirts or black mesh and a black leather jacket. More often later in the film, she goes full 90s goth witch with a long black jacket with flared sleeves and big flowy black and dark red skirts. Nancy’s ever-present accessories are rosaries worn as jewelry, a dog-collar choker, upside down cross earrings, a nose ring, and pointy lace-up ankle boots.
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I went the simple route: a play on the school uniform. I don’t own anything resembling a uniform kilt because I went to Catholic school myself for 16 years and will never own a skirt like that again. I also don’t own any black mesh, but I do have a pair of fishnets that I put on as sleeves. If you want to add color to a Nancy look, I’d recommend blood red in your accessories.
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The Makeup
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Nancy’s makeup is harsh though the face makeup is rarely very heavily applied. Nancy’s eyebrows are sharp and thin and her eyes are smoky and smudgy, later in the film her eye makeup gets deeper and less shimmery.
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It seems that is every scene, even if it’s directly contiguous with the scene prior, Nancy has reapplied her lipstick in a different shade. I love this because it subtly reinforces the notion that she exhibits compulsive behaviors and also suggests that perhaps her “five-finger discount” attitude extends beyond the magic shop to makeup counters and drug stores.
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Start with a neutral base and set it lightly with powder a shade lighter than your skin tone to get a California-goth pallor I concentrated some extra light powder under the hollows of my cheekbones to make my cheeks look fuller, more like Balk’s and more like a teenager’s.
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Deconstructing Nancy’s eye makeup was fun because I realized for the first time that it’s actually a pretty standard late-90s smoky eye with heavier liner. (1.) Start with a neutral gray shade as a blending base. (2.) Take a darker gray shade to build up the outer V of the eye concentrating the pigment at the crease and lashline. (3.) Take a black shadow (I went cool black with this, but you can go warm instead) and build up the deeper areas of shadow, take an angled brush and bring it along your lashline. Take what’s left on the brush and bring it under your eyes. (4.) Next take black liner and draw a thick line all around your eye with very little flaring at the outer edge. (5.) Go back in with your black shadow to set the liner and smudge the line a bit. Basically try to make it look like you didn’t wash off yesterday’s makeup and just reapplied more in the morning. (6.) For the highlighted parts of the eye, silver would be perfect. I don’t have any silver shadow, so I went in with white shadow and a pearl-colored highlighter to get the shimmer. Concentrate the silvery shade on the inner and middle part of the mobile lid and on the browbone. (7.) To finish off the eye, tightline your eyes with black liner and load up your eyelashes with black mascara.
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For the brows, go in with black powder on a wet brush so it’ll be easier to correct mistakes. The head is a lot fuller than the tail, which tapers dramatically. It’s a more natural shape than the sperm brow that was starting to take over at the time.
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For my Nancy look, I chose to go with a brownish lip because most Nancy cosplayers gravitate toward the bright red and black combo. The same method applies, just choose the colors you like best. Take a brown, black, or burgundy liner and fill out your bottom lip and line your upper lip to be just a touch smaller than your lower lip. Fill in the center of your lips with a nude brown or red lipstick and blend it into the liner. Don’t blend too much though because you want to keep the liner distinct.
With your liner brush at the ready, draw a small beauty mark on your right cheek an inch or two from your mouth. I already have a beauty mark here, so I just filled it in.
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The Nickel and Dimed Challenge(Sims 4 Version)
This was a Sims 2 challenge and i wanted to make a Sims 4 version of the Nicked and Dimed Challenge.If you Make a Tumblr blog on this use the hashtag #Nickel&DimedChallenge or #N&DSims4 and i will like and reblog the post. Have fun Starting Conditions You're a single parent with almost no assets and no marketable skills. You have been a homemaker and out of the job market for years, but now your partner is gone and you need to put food on the table somehow. Create a family in CAS - A mom (or dad - there's no real reason why your single parent can't be male; single dads are rarer than single moms, but there are nevertheless lots of them out there. Nevertheless, I will refer to the parent as "Mom" in these rules, since I can't be bothered to write "Mom or Dad" all the time) Can be any family aspiration you want, and have any character traits you want. - A child : Any gender, any personality, anything you like - A toddler : Again, you're completely free in your choices For a realistic touch, give your sims outfits that could be worn-out hand-me-downs, and no jewelry, makeup, or glamourous haircuts. But if you can't stand looking at them that way, feel free to pretty them up a little
The Goal Raising your kids successfully until they're old enough to take care of themselves. If you can get all children to adult age without anyone dying or being taken away by the social worker, you've made it. Unskilled" Restrictions We're simulating the life of an unskilled worker, so obviously, there are severe restrictions on skill building. (This is not to mean that real-life unskilled workers can't be creative or charismatic, but within the game, that would invariably lead to promotions, so it's banned.) These restrictions apply only to the mom, not the kids. Cooking & Cleaning Obviously, you will automatically build up some skills in those areas just by keeping house. But since the last thing Mom would want to do after a long day of working and household chores is sit down and read about cleaning, cleaning can only be learned "by doing," not from a book. Cooking can be learned "by doing" or from the TV (since many people enjoy cooking shows - BAM!) but not from studying a book. No cheats (except move_objects to remove bugged items) - in particular no kaching, motherlode, maxmotives, or anything that aids survival. (If you want to use a hack to make the phone ring only five times instead of twenty, that's fine with me.) Custom content is okay if it's things like recolors or hairstyles. No special objects that will make your sims' life easier, like a bottomless fridge or items priced $0. No quitting without saving after bad events. Job Restrictions You can have a career but it has to be one where you work at home like the city living careers or just make money with painting/gardening/writing Teens can get a part time job to help make some money for the family
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Update # 1 If you have the parenthood GamePack you can max out the parenting skill to help with raising your kids better
Update # 2 Now with Pets in game you can start with a pet if you want too
Update # 3 Your mom or dad can date again after the youngest child is in grade school and can got a good paying job try to start at level 1 or 2
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Summary: All about Georgette pretty much ahaha I had started this when I was trying to figure out who in the world I was going to end up with and finally finished it completely todayyy!!!!
Trigger Warnings: Rape
ORIGINS & FAMILY:
Name: Georgette Ryelyn Midler
Nickname: Close friends call her Georgie and are the only ones who are allowed to do so (she’s very particular with who can give her a nickname). Her dad calls her his Princess.
Reason for name: She was named after her paternal grandmother, who passed away when her father was very young
Birthday: October 25th, 1993
Age: Twenty-Three
Gender: Female
Place of birth: New York City, New York (Manhattan specifically)
Places lived since: Up until now that she lives in Swynlake, Georgette has only lived in NYC. She has vacationed and traveled practically every where though.
Parents’ names, backgrounds, occupations: William and Addison Midler. William is a famously known news anchor in NYC and Addison is currently a stay-at-home mother/wife. Addison was in the pageantry life and had won Miss America two years straight. It was in an interview about her win that William and Addison met and they had hit it off since then. On top of their careers, both of Georgette’s parents hail from old money.
Number of siblings: None, Georgette is the only princess
Relationship with family (close? estranged?): In the beginning, Georgette was very close, especially with her father (she was such a daddy’s little girl). Now, however, with making her stay quiet about her trauma and then practically shipping her off after their master plan of keeping quiet severely screwed their daughter up, Georgette has no relationship with either one of them.
Happiest memory: Her happiest memory was her very first pageant win because after that very first win Georgette practically took the pageant world by storm and even broke the record for the most wins to date.
Childhood trauma: Georgette’s childhood was absolutely beautiful. It was full of glamour, luxury, everything. There really wasn’t any kind of trauma in sight. That came later in life.
Children of his/her own?: None
If so, relationship with their mother/father?: N/A
Age he/she gave birth/became a father: N/A
PHYSICAL
Height: 5’ 7” (wow she’s actually pretty tall)
Weight: 120 lbs
Build: Slim
Nationality: American since she was born in the states.
Disabilities (physical or mental, including mental illnesses): Georgette is currently suffering from PTSD, but she’s not exactly aware of it since she’s never been formally diagnosed with it. She is unstable as far as her spiraling is concerned haha. She’s taking into drinking, wouldn’t say she is an alcoholic, but the drinking does help her forget about her trauma.
Complexion (freckles, acne, skin tone, birth marks): Georgette has clear and clean skin, currently without acne or any blemishes. She’s very into skin care and keeping on top of her own skin.
Distinguishing facial features: Her eyes!!!!!!! Ughhh Georgette has gorgeous, and beautiful ocean blue eyes!!!!!
Hair color: Blonde
Usual hair style: Georgette’s hair is usually up, most of the time in a very pristine ponytail, but lately it’s been down and loose in waves which is her natural hair.
Eye color: Blueeeee
Glasses? Contacts?: None
Style of dress/typical outfit(s): Georgette always dresses to impress. Never has anything less than designer clothing on. She has a very clean-cut, classy look to her. Comfortable for her means a pair of heels. She’s very into skirts and dresses prefers those over pants, but is definitely not oppose to jeans as you’ll see her wear them when she goes out, that or a cocktail dress.
Typical style of shoes: Heels!!! Louboutins, stilettos, pumps, you guys get the deal haha
Health (is this person usually sick? or very resilient?): Physical wise, Georgette is very healthy. She’s extremely into keeping fit, and goes to the gym daily. She has a gymnastics history on her. A talent is needed for pageants and she has been doing gymnastics since very young.
Grooming (does she/he wear makeup? shower daily? wear only clean clothes? pluck her eyebrows?): Georgette never steps out of her place without looking completely immaculate from head to toe. She is hugely into make-up. In fact, she does her own make-up, rarely did she like when make-up artist had to do it for her during photoshoots and/or commercials. There is never a hair out of place or a nail undone. Her clothes are pristine and Georgette showers a lot!!!! Ever since the trauma she can’t find herself clean enough.
Jewelry? Tattoos? Piercings?: The standard two piercings on her ears. Her parents disapproved of anything else. Now, she does have a long dream catcher tattoo that covers her entire right torso. It’s covering a scar she had gotten during the night of the rape. She got it done much to her parents disapproval when she began her spiral. She actually really likes it and ended up getting another tattoo, a star, on her left foot that could sometimes be seen depending on the heel she’s wearing.
Accent?: A New York accent if that counts for anything? But she’s really good at turning it off.
Unique mannerisms/physical habits (bites nails, talks with hands, taps feet when restless): Georgette is very expressive with her hands and talks with them a lot especially when angry. She’s very horrible with having patience (we are working on that haha) and you can tell when she’s reaching her limits because she starts tapping her fingers on the nearest counter. If she’s very nervous, aside from the normal body tensing, Georgette tends to incessantly turn whatever bracelet she has on on her wrist.
Athletic?: Actually, yeah she kind of is haha. Georgette makes an effort to hit the gym daily because she does believe in keeping her body fit. She also has a long gymnastics history behind her. After the trauma, she took up kick-boxing and self-defense classes.
INTELLECT
Level of education (high school drop out, undergrad BA/BS, PhD, MD, etc.): Georgette graduated from Columbia University in New York. She has a bachelor’s degree in Business and Chemistry. Business was more so for her parents who pushed towards making sure she had something such as that under her belt. Chemistry was her own personal choice. Georgette is very into make-up so she became interested in the properties involved with it. She needs to make sure whatever she puts on her skin is healthy and would not cause her damage!!!!!
Level of self esteem: To the public eye, Georgette appears to have an extremely high self esteem. She always has her head up and exudes confidence. She can have a cutting bite to her words when necessary and could appear very full of herself. Inside, however, Georgette feels like extremely used goods, and basically hates herself.
Gifts/talents: Georgette can singggg. Shocker hidden talent there haha. She took singing lessons around the same time she started her gymnastics because she didn’t want to have just one talent to present while doing her pageants. She can actually sing pretty damn good!!!
Shortcomings: Homegirl doesn’t exactly have the best of patience. She can also have quite the temper and be very feisty. She has no problem barking back when the temper hits and Georgette can be pretty spoiled. (It’s some thing that is also being worked on haha)
Style of speech (loud, mumbler, articulate, etc.): Georgette is articulate with her manner of speech, at the same time though when that temper gets spiked the woman can get loud. Rarely does she curse, but again get her angry at just the right angle and she’ll give two flying shits about cursing not being lady-like.
“Left brain” or “right brain” thinker?: Ummm, she’s probably a bit more of a left brain person, but not all the way, so maybe sort of a mix.
Artistic?: Aside from her musical talents in singing, nope not at all. She can appreciate all forms of art, but she can’t draw for shit or do anything along those realms.  
Mathematical?: Now math she is very good at, probably ten times better then me!!!! Which means I’m screwed, but like she majored in Chemistry so that sharpened her math skills tremendously.
Languages? Georgette can fluently speak French, Spanish, Portuguese, and Italian. She knows Latin as well, but you know that’s a dead language soooo. Her parents thought it was very important for her daughter to have a variety of languages under her belt.
Makes decisions based mostly on emotions, or on logic?: Emotions. I really wanted to say logic because she has been raised to do so, so like it’s second nature to her, but Georgette can be very impulsive and will react to emotions in a heartbeat.
Neuroses: None
Life philosophy: If you want something done perfectly, you have to do it yourself.
Religious stance: She doesn’t have a particular stand
Cautious or daring?: Daring. Maybe in the beginning she might have been a little more cautious because she had the media constantly behind her tail, but not really anymore.
Optimist or pessimist?: Probably a bit of both. She’s more so of a realist than anything, at least now she is.
Extrovert or introvert?: Extrovert!!!!
Level of comfort with technology: Very comfortable!!! Georgette basically grew up around technology.  
RELATIONSHIPS
Current marital/relationship status: Single
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual
Past relationships: Georgette has been in a couple of relationships here and there. None lasted super long. She definitely had her flingsss. Her last relationship was her longest and she thought that her ex would be like the #one and yeahhhh umm things went bad haha.
A social person? (popular, loner, some close friends, makes friends and then quickly drops them): Georgette is like a social butterfly. She does love talking to people, especially those that giver her attention hahaha. She’s not so much like that now. She’ll talk to people, yeah, but she keeps a little distant too because of the trauma that she has been through. Plus, she use to be heavy in the media and now that she ran off she’s not trying to have that many people know her.
Most comfortable around (person): Right now she doesn’t know a whole of a lot of people in Swynlake, so she’s probably the most comfortable around Perdita since they were close childhood friends.
Oldest friend: Tiffany is her oldest friend and her best-friend who funnily enough she isn’t speaking too right now haha. Aside from her, her oldest friend would have to be Perdita.
SECRETS
Life goals: Ummmmmmm right now she’s in the process of trying to figure out what exactly that issssss since her life has been turned COMPLETELY upside down. Before though, she wanted to be successful in her pageantry career and then settle down with like the perfect husband and all that jazz. Now she barely believes that there is such a thing as a healthy and sweet, genuine relationship and she finds love to be all bullshit.
Dreams: Georgette’s biggest dream was to become Miss America and even beat her own mother’s run, but it doesn’t seem like that dream will be happening what with everything that has occurred.
Greatest fears: That would currently be that what had happened to her could end up happening again.
Most ashamed of: Georgette’s the most ashamed of the fact that she had listened to her parents when she had returned home after the rape had occurred. She’s ashamed of the fact that she never reported it, never went to the police and essentially allowed a criminal a free card to what had happened to her.
Compulsions: Every time Georgette drinks wine or even champagne, she needs to gently twirl her glass cup three times, or she won’t drink it.
Obsessions: Chocolate, she loves chocolate. Any kind makes her very happy. Georgette is a chocolate addict okay, just like shower her in chocolate!!!!
Secret hobbies: Georgette actually loves scrapbooking!!!!! And she looovvessss dancing.
Secret skills: Georgette is extremely flexible. It stemmed from her gymnastic background, but she’s also double jointed on her arms and legs since she was young. It was the reason her mother had placed her in gymnastics, since Addison realized the potential that could bring for her daughter.
Crimes committed (and was he/she caught? charged?): Let’s seeeeee, well she was never charged for anything. Mommy and daddy Midler were good at paying off who ever needed to get paid to keep things under wraps. She really only started going cray cray after what happened to her. She has driven while drunk, gone skinny dipping, has tried prescription drugs, and ummm anything really stupid that a person would do while being very drunk Georgette has most likely done. Yeeaappp.
What he/she most wants to change about his/her current life: That the night of the rape had never occurred!!!! It ruined her life and Georgette wishes for nothing more then it to be erased from existence.
What he/she most wants to change about his/her physical appearance:Nothing actually, Georgette loves her physical appearance. She finds herself to be divinely beautiful. Errr well we’re having issues with that right now because presently she hates herself and can hardly even look at herself in the mirror because of it, BUTTTTTT before hand pffttt Georgette was like in love with herself hahaha.
DETAILS/QUIRKS
Night owl or early bird?: Night Owl
Light or heavy sleeper?: Heavy
Favorite food: Italian food, anything Italian she loves. She kind of has a guilty pleasure for pizza. I mean NYC does make the best pizza aroundddd, but you know for a rich girl who’s suppose to be eating healthy and whatnot, Georgette would stuff down a pizza asap. Screw eating ettiquteeee.
Least favorite food: Sea food. She does like shrimp though, but other then that Georgette isn’t a fan of any sea type food.
Favorite book: The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne
Least favorite book: The Great Expectations by Charles Dickinson.
Favorite movie: Mean Girls hahahaha I am so mad too that that is her favorite movie
Least favorite movie: She’s not that much of a fan for comedy movies. They hardly ever make her laugh, and half of the time she finds them more pointless then anything.
Favorite song: I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston. Georgette is such 80′s trash when it comes to music.
Least favorite song: Anything that’s basically Heavy Metal. She just has never been able to get into that she feels like it’s all basically screaming.
Coffee or tea?: Coffee annnddd of course Georgette always has some complicated ass order when she asks for a coffee.
Crunchy or smooth peanut butter?: Smooth
Lefty or righty?: Righty
Favorite color: Pink!!!!!!!!!! That shouldn’t even be a question for Georgette hahaha
Cusser?: Georgette was brought up to be an absolute lady hahahaha sighhhhh, buttttt get her angry enough and she’ll forget all of that and will start cursing.
Smoker? Drinker? Drug user?: Never smoked, but she does drink. Drinking has sadly become like a medicine of sorts for Georgette. She isn’t a drug user, but she can’t say she hasn’t tried some prescriptions during parties she has hopped into. Wow Georgette you are a mess…..  
Biggest regret: Georgette’s biggest regret is the same as her biggest shame. She wishes that she would’ve reported her rape, spoken up, ANYTHING. She feels like it’s too late to do anything about it now and it’s a guilt that eats at her a lot!!!
Pets?: She has a POODLE!!!!!! hahahaha I couldn’t resist I’m so sorry!!!!! Her name is Peaches, you know like Georgia peach hahahahahaha sighh I think I’m funny xDD
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