#so like this dress fit perfectly in the skirt but the top is too big and i cant just go a size down (in store thats not always an option)

[just-gay-thoughts]

Yall I'm getting so excited for the weekend because I don't have any big assignments, so I'm gonna try to alter a vintage dress I got yesterday! If all goes right I should be able to slowly buy more dresses without needing to worry about them fitting perfectly!

[yeonzzzn]

need a fic about staff!reader and idol!sunghoon who have to fool around in secret (but it’s not really secret bc hoon cannot control himself).. until its the newest headline on the gossip pages

anon, I love this fr fr!! your brain is *chef kiss* this one is for you!

pairing: sunghoon x afab!reader word count: 1.7k

Sunghoon tried to not make it so obvious. Tried to keep it a secret and his feelings nonexistent when the other members or staff were around. To hide any signs he could possibly be in a relationship or even talking to someone. 

Except, Sunghoon is way too obvious. He can’t keep secrets and shows his feelings all too well. He can’t help but get possessive or jealous making it again, obvious that he’s in a relationship. 

It didn’t start that way though. 

From the moment you were hired to be one of Enhypen’s new stylists, Sunghoon took a liking to you, trying to find any way possible to get his dick inside you. 

Except he was shy at first, keeping his dirty thoughts to himself and his hand late at night in his bedroom. 

It took months before Sunghoon started to get confident in flirting with you, testing the water at first to see how you’d react, and when you reacted the way he hoped…oh you were done for. 

You caught up to Sunghoon’s antics really fast. Noticing his eyes on you. Noticing how he was always the first in the dressing room and the last to leave. Always putting himself in front of you to style him so you didn’t get the chance to even style one of the other boys. 

Sunghoon was so obvious, but you found it cute, enduring, and kinda hot. 

Sunghoon wanted to get to know you, sure. But the attraction he felt and the thoughts of getting his dick wet kind of outweighed that. But you worked with him, there was plenty of time to get to know you. 

It wasn’t until a wardrobe malfunction happened that it really kicked things off between you and Sunghoon. 

His shirt ripped in the middle of taking off some of his equipment in between sets to readjust. Having staff members send him running to you to fix it. 

You looked at the whole torn at the back of his shirt, “The whole is too big, won’t be able to sew it back together. It’d be too obvious.” So it was settled on a shirt change. You walked to the clothing rack, picking an iced blue color shirt that matched his black jeans perfectly, “This one should do, here go ahead and—“

You weren’t expecting to see Sunghoon in the process of lifting the shirt off his body and dropping it to the floor. Exposing his toned body. Your eyes scanned his abs, his chest, his biceps…Bless whoever opened the first gym and started the chain reaction of opening them everywhere. Truly a blessing. 

Sunghoon smirked, loving to see the blush on your cheeks, getting you right where he wanted you. 

“Like what you see, pretty?” 

You made eye contact with him, trying every way possible to keep your breathing even. 

“Uh, h-here’s the new shirt,” you said, quickly placing the shirt in his hands and turning to walk out of the dressing room, except obviously, that didn’t happen. 

Sunghoon grabbed your arm and pulled you back, trapping you between him and the vanity. 

“Don’t leave me just yet, aren’t you supposed to make sure the shirt fits?” he rolled his hips against you, feeling his hardening cock against your stomach, “I’m sure it’ll fit perfectly though.” 

You knew Sunghoon knew what he was doing, trying to make a play on words for how well his dick would fit inside you. Granted, it was working, regardless of how flustered you felt at that moment. 

“Hoon, you have ten minutes before going back on stage,” you whispered, fingers gripping the sanity in hopes of keeping yourself from shaking. 

“Then we have ten minutes to get busy, now don’t we?” He leaned his face closer to yours, “YN, Let me make you feel good.” 

You nodded, letting him drop his hands to your legs and lift you on top of the vanity, rolling your skirt up your thighs and spreading your legs. 

Sunghoon didn’t think this would be the way he finally fucked you, but he was here for it nonetheless. 

He finally got to feel your lips on his, finally, had you wrapped around him perfectly as he pounded into you at a fast pace since his time was limited. The vanity rocked against the wall, being completely sure he was creating scuff marks on the white paint from the way he was fucking you against it. His hands squeezed your breasts. Tongue shoved down your throat. Your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him even closer to you as you cum, making a mess on his cock. He couldn’t get enough of you, spilling his seed inside your pretty cunt and giving himself two minutes left to spare before going back on stage. 

Sunghoon took any chance he could to fool around with you. Pulling you into any tight corner he could. Bending you over chairs, vanities, and the couches in the break room back at the HYBE building. Fucking you against walls at the stadiums they would perform at. Pressing your naked body against the mirrors in the practice rooms, leaving handprints behind once you two were finished. 

It wasn’t too long before he started developing feelings for you, wanting more than just sex with you. 

Sunghoon was already obvious as it was to the other members, they weren’t stupid. They knew he would sneak you over to their dorms late at night and he would sneak out of the dorms to your apartment. 

But once Sunghoon caught feelings, phew it was way worse. 

It became harder to not give you attention. To kiss you, touch you, spoil you. To act like there was nothing between the two of you when everyone was around. 

Becoming possessive when another male staff member would talk to you. Be jealous if one of the other members needed a wardrobe change and you were the one to take care of them. 

It became way too obvious to the point that Sunghoon finally broke down to the members about his feelings for you, their response being “DUH! We knew that already!” it made him feel relieved sure, but because of his idol status, he had no choice but keep it secret anyways. 

Which only made it harder once the two of you finally became official. The members and staff all knew, but the fans and the rest of the world didn’t. Sunghoon wanted to show you off but knew he couldn’t for your safety. 

It was comeback season for Enhypen. The boys were booked left and right for interviews, TV shows, and radio shows. The boys were busy and on a time crunch, but that didn’t stop Sunghoon from pulling you into the supply closet filled with the radio show equipment. 

“Hoonie,” you whispered, “Someone will notice we’re missing!” 

Sunghoon wasted no time pinning you against the shelves, his hands fiddling with the button on his pants, “Jake will vouch for us. Need you so bad baby.” 

You could tell your boyfriend was nervous, this was a major radio show. And what better way than to relieve his nerves by fucking you?

You lifted your skirt and slid your panties to the side, giving Sunghoon full permission. 

He licked two of his fingers, then slid them between your folds, groaning at the feeling of your cunt wrapped around his fingers. 

“Such a good girl for me,” he whispered against your lips, “always taking good care of me.” 

Sunghoon knew you didn’t have much time to waste, knowing you were ready to take him once your juices started leaking down his hand. 

He replaced his fingers with his cock, slowly sliding into you. Moaning out your name once he bottomed out. 

He wrapped one of your legs around his waist, giving him even more access to your cunt, and started pounding into you. 

Sunghoon gripped one of the metal shelves, using it to his advantage to push further into you, shaking the entire thing. 

The two of you moan against each other's mouths. Your fingers tangling in his hair. 

It didn’t take you long to cum. The fast pace Sunghoon was fucking you at with the help of his grip on the shelf along with him hitting your g-spot, it had you spilling over the edge. 

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Sunghoon growled, “Love when you cum on my cock.”

Sunghoon glanced up at his watch, seeing he only had minutes left, “I’m gonna go faster baby, okay? Wanna cum in your sweet pussy before I have to go.” 

You nodded, holding onto him tighter, settling your face in his neck. 

Sunghoon pistoned into you, fucking into you in a primal state. You attached your lips to his neck, teeth biting down on the skin to keep your moans from reaching outside the door. 

“hmmm, fuck, I’m cumming baby, oh fuck.” 

Right when Sunghoon released his load, the door to the supply closet swung open, and one of the radio show hosts' staff members stood there staring at you two, watching as Sunghoon slowly continued to push his cock into you, chasing what little high he had left.  

“I’ll come back later,” the staff member said, quickly shutting the door. 

It wasn’t news to anyone when all the famous KPOP articles on Twitter were talking about your sexual act in the supply closet. 

Sunghoon sat in the makeup chair, reading the articles on his phone while laughing his ass off. 

“They can’t even get the full story right,” Sunghoon laughed even harder. 

Your face turned red as you organized the boy's outfits for the comeback show tonight. 

Heeseung was also reading about the articles but from the tweets their fans were making, “Some of these posts claim they already knew you were fucking someone and that these articles just confirm it.” 

“Can’t we sue that radio company for even opening their mouths?!” Jake asked, fidgeting with the zipper of his jacket, “They went against Sunghoon’s privacy.” 

Sunghoon just shrugged, “Not like I care anyway. Not my fault the guy decided to be a dick.” 

Jay leaned over Heeseung’s shoulder, reading the comments, “Some of these say you kept going even after getting caught.” 

Sunghoon just smiled, not saying a word. 

“Oh, you’re sick,” Jungwon said, giving him a side-eye.

Sunghoon shrugged his leader's glare off and looked over in your direction, falling more in love with you than he was before, “At least I don’t have to hide anymore.” 

“That’s the thing,” Niki rolled his eyes, “You were obvious from the beginning!” 

“Exactly,” Sunoo said, “This only just made it easier for you two.” 

Sunghoon didn’t care that his relationship with you got exposed, because now he didn’t have to try to hide. Even though he sucked at hiding anyways. 

[skullvgirl]

Hiii can i request somethinggg

Reo, Chigiri, Isagi, Bachira, Ness and Hiori first time seeing reader in a fitted clothes

when they see you in fitted clothing

incl. reo, chigiri, isagi, bachira, barou, shidou

warnings. fem reader, suggestive tones, possibly ooc

an's. hi anon :3 I actually don't write for ness or hiori because i still haven't read the manga and don't know if i plan to, i've replaced them with my favs

reo

he's honestly way more shy then you would think. he's without a doubt the one purchasing all of the clothing for you so he tells you too go crazy and pick anything you'd like.

he only slightly regrets it because soon enough your innocent sun dresses and playful skirts turn into short body con's and skin tight clothing.

he takes ALOT of pictures, tells you he wants to lock you up put you on display ( affectionate ) and people would have to pay millions just to get a peek at your beauty.

he never stopped taking pictures, you tell him put phone down so he at you can marvel right now and he feels like his face is on fire.

chigiri

chigiri is a hypocrite. he told you a few weeks ago he never understood the appeal of it, just prefrence from a pretty boy himself. that was untill he saw you in stocking that made your legs look so..

"beautiful...."

"hm" you asked him, getting ready for long awaited date. you couldn't quite hear him from where is stood.

"come ere' will you please?" he asks like he was desperate, like he couldn't go another second without you.

"yes-MMPF" he's kissing you, and you're glad you didn't start your makeup yet ;; you smile into the kiss and appreciate the feeling of him sliding his hands a bit lower than they would on you hips and ass.

"so you like the oufit?"

"oh i love the outfit , why don't you dress like this more often"

you only laugh.

chigiri was no longer a hypocrite. may the appeal wasn't so bad.

isagi

isagi is so cute about it omg. he feels like you guys aren't even dating the way you look right now. a skin tight all f/c bodycon dress reaching all the way down to your ankles.

he asks you politely to spin for him and you twirl, but instead of making a full 360° like he thought you would you bend and snap slowly in his direction, practically smoothering yourself in his face! (you were a well distance away, hes deluded off love rn)

you snap right back up, unfortunately his boner did not.

bachira

he's cheeky about it, reaal cheeky.

he asks if he can touch you and your confused on why hes asking since he's always touching you but you nod your head yes and smile anyways

what you don't expect is for him immediately take his rather large palms and put them perfectly on your ass, his head in the crook of your neck and tenderly squeeze the plush of your butt, his face completely red as he's doing this.

you almost want to laugh, but you dont. instead you lightly flick his forehead while his hands are still on your ass and you practically have to rip him off to let you keep changing.

silly boy

barou

your at the (big and pretty empty) mall, dressing room has a chair for him to sit and wait on while you change from outfit to outfit and he's not paying much attention at first really. he was only planning on being your wallet for today, you had other plans however.

not a minute too soon you come out dressed. shortest skirt he's ever damn seen, askimpy little top on along with tall 6inch heels, and thats it! not a single thing else on you.

"how about this one babe, think I should wear this too the party next week?"

he doesn't say anything at first, he can't find the words for what he feels right now. on onr hand, you look damn good. on the other hand, there isnt a single person other than himself he would want to see you right now.

"how about, you wear it, just for me?" his phone is completely put away by now.

you smile and walk over to him. "sure that works perfectly too."

got his attention now.

shidou

he hadn't realize he'd never seen you in fitted clothing before, because lets be honest. he's a slut, there's no way he wouldn't notice if you had a crazy hot body like the one he's looking at right now.

"where'd you get that from"

you look surprised too see him, you were playing dress up in your room by yourself. you didn't realize he'd came in, since he was rather loud when he usally did.

"a friend let me borrow it, just for tonight. ya' know for the party, just seeing how it fits"

"oh really..." he's glancing at you up and down, not failing to lock eyes with your clevage as he does so.

he rests his arm on the door frame and without another word raises his finger and twirls it slowly. you do as command and he can only imagine what he could make you do with more fingers.

"do me a favor please?"

"hm?"

"take your clothes off" you blink and burst out laughing, but quickly realize he's dead serious. oh so this is happening.

you do as comanded, and he follows suit.

an's. omg guys im back. ( with another highly suggestive post unsurprisingly)

[kazutora-kurokawa]

Hi there! Could I please request some hcs with Tenjiku? Where reader has like this yk2 grunge/alt OR the goth style of clothing if ykwim? And, because of this style reader has, they draw a lot of attention to themselves and because they are pretty too ofc, hehe😈

It's like the exact opposite to the hyper feminine, pink coquette style!reader you did recently on another hcs. I hope you understood what I meant because english is not my first language... 🤧🫶🫶

Tenjiku x Y2K Grunge!Reader

♡ SFW, suggestive, fem reader, fluff, jealousy, flirting, reader gets hit on a lot, reader attracts attention ♡

note: thanks for requesting anon and don't worry I understood ya perfectly 🩷

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Izana

🎴 Gets you a pair of earrings that match his, he needs everyone to know you're together

🎴 Super possessive over you and will absolutely roundhouse kick the shit out of someone if they flirt with you

🎴 Does your makeup for you, probably steals your boots too because they make him look taller

Kakucho

🩷 A fan of all of your outfits, thinks your style is very chill and fits you well

🩷 Especially loves when you wear baggy clothes because he thinks you're prettiest when you're comfy

🩷 Won't threaten anybody if they look at you, but definitely gives them a polite warning look (he deadass gives them death stares but he swears he didn't)

Ran

💜 Always threatening people in public for looking at you (he can't blame them though because he be looking too)

💜 Makes jokes about bondage when he sees you decked out in more than one belt

💜 Matches jewelry with you and really wants to get matching tattoos

Rindou

🩵 Doesn't understand why you drown yourself in accessories but he can't deny it's cute

🩵 Loves when you wear skirts, especially denim ones with intricate stitching

🩵 Gives people side eyes when they look at you, he knows you're beautiful but he also knows that they see his damn arm around your waist

Mucho

🔷 Loves when you wear oversized t-shirts, it reminds him of how cute and tiny you are, he'll even offer up his own shirts for you to wear

🔷 Won't hesitate to rock someone in their jaw for looking at you for too long

🔷 Buys you a bunch of jewelry and chains for you to hook on your pants, he got you dripped tf out for real

Mochi

🍡 Obsessed with the fishnets that you wear, whether it be stockings or a shirt, he's here for it

🍡 Puts people in headlocks for hitting on you and only lets go when you tell him to

🍡 Loves how you look in a crop top, he thinks your tummy looks cute (he pinches you nonstop too)

Shion

🖤 Y'all are that one hot grunge couple honestly, he's in love with the way you dress and wants to match constantly

🖤 Makes you walk ahead of him when you're out so you don't see him beating the shit out of somebody for looking at you

🖤 He especially loves the big boots you wear, just a normal amount though he totally doesn't want you to step on him or anything weird like that

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[fireyfobbitmedicine]

MGA wants to make Rainbow High a fantasy series now, fine.

But if they want me to give a rats ass they def gotta put in some effort for the fits cuz these are downright VILE

So here are my ideas for the main girls Rainbow World (needs a better name) looks

Note: this was all highly inspired by Fairytopia

Sunny

Sunny would be thriving in a fantasy land so she would look absolutely whimsical. I got the idea for flowers from her Fantastic Fashion dress and had the idea of her hair having tons of flowers in it (and also her having a more textured hairstyle)

Jade

I imagine this outfit for Jade but with leaves (cuz butterflies are Poppy's thing). Even in a fantasy world she would look delightfully edgy (like a fairy living in the Mad Max world).

Ruby

I was originally gonna give her a ladybug motif until I remembered that fire kinda was a thing for her and so went with this. She would have a flame bustier with a skirt that looks burnt up and Ruby's jewelry would also feature dragons in it for more of a fantastical vibe (she would also have her beach hair cuz I like the look)

Amaya

Skyler

Guess what inspired this look? I imagine Amaya's hair upgrading from white to silver and the rainbow in it becoming pastel and tied into low pigtails (I also saw someone say that Amaya's hair should've changed for every look a la Ramona Flowers and I agree). She would wear a rainbow gingham dress with a big flouncy skirt and a corset paired with rhinestone heels and the look becomes even sweeter with a locket choker and basket purse (fun fact: I was originally gonna style Bella with this look before realizing it would suit Amaya way better)

Skyler ofc keeps her denim even in a fantasy land. Originally I was gonna double dip and give her a denim butterfly top until I found the angel wing one which suited her perfectly (her skirt would also feature it too). I also remembered one of Skyler's motifs being moons and so incorporated that into her necklace, earrings, and hair clips with even some stars too. Her purse would also be a crescent moon with a constellation pattern on it. Skyler would also wear a long ruffled jacket with a skinny scarf and wear some ankle length boots (she's giving Bloom from Winx Club)

Violet

She's a lot more contemporary compared to everyone else (think like Bratz Fashion Pixies) and because of her Jr High look I just felt like she needed to look like an early 00's Disney Channel character. I also double dipped and gave her a star motif. She would wear those purple pants and ruffle belt with a star pattern on the legs with a long sleeve shirt with ruffles on the wrists with a tank top layered over it along with a fur trimmed jacket. She would also have a wacky Y2K hairstyle.

Bella

After I gave Amaya her original look I thought of giving her a motif like I did for Sunny, Jade, and Ruby + I was originally gonna give a pearl motif to Violet and so I went with that for Bella. I imagine her in a velvet outfit adorned with pearls with pantyhose boots in the same color and fabric studded with pearls and pearls chains on them. Her jewelry ofc features lots of pearls with even her headband being all pearls.

Poppy

Poppy has the best motif for a fantasy world so I went heavy into that. I imagine Poppy would have her hair pulled back with a big butterfly claw clip that could be seen even from the back and I wanted her whole outfit to give fairy. She would wear tons of butterfly bracelets all over her arms and have a butterfly ring on each hand with her heels also doing the same. I wanted her to have a mini skirt with a long piece on it to flow whenever she moved with a butterfly chain belt and ofc she deserved a butterfly top so I wanted her to have the most detailed one I could find (giving fairy warrior). Her jewelry would ofc feature tons of butterflies and I found the perfect purse for her (yes it's also a butterfly).

[smolandweirdwriter]

oh let me tell u i am so normal about adaine so here have a collection of some of my headcanons (that i can remember)

adaine starts dressing more "punk" in a sense because she lives with fig (totally not cause shes trying to remove herself from her goody two shoes appearance that her parents knew)

I also think this comes out of necessity as she doesnt have the money to buy new clothes if they get damaged so ends up sowing patches onto her clothes.

Adaine is the second tallest bad kid (after gorgug) at 5'11 simply because fabian is 5'10 and claims hes 6'0 (adaine is having none of it)

Adaine and tracker are still really close even after kristens breakup

She also has chronic fatigue which did not help her anxiety attacks. for most of her life she just believed she was lazy and not trying hard enough due to her parents thinking she was making excuses

Fig realizes at the beginning of Sophomore year that she really, really likes fun colors. She’s sick of all black. She wears bright red skirts and t-shirts of all colors and she smokes her cigarettes and dyes her hair and paints her nails pale pink and is uniquely, wildly, entirely herself. She doesn’t limit herself to a “rocker aesthetic”. Isn’t the whole point of rebellion to be you? 

Adaine’s style has changed so much. Partway through freshman year, she begins dressing as defiantly as possible. Whatever her parents would hate the most, Adaine wears. She borrows Fig’s clothes, which tend to be a bit too short and tight on her, but it’s all black with a leather skirt and ripped fishnets and her mother calls her a slut and her father forces her to go back to her room and change. Aelwyn mocks her for it over breakfast and Adaine stares at her food and doesn't wear fishnets or crop tops again.

(Aelwyn sneaks out that night wearing a similar outfit because she knows what her parents would say and the idea of the look on her mother's face being pointed at her is enough to terrify her to the point of nausea, and she drinks and drinks and drinks until she forgets to be afraid.)

Still, Adaine's style keeps changing. Sophomore Year it's mostly her Jacket of Useful things, t-shirts, and jeans. But as much as she hated being forced to wear the Hudol uniform, she really likes nice clothes. Junior Year she begins exploring more elven clothing: long skirts, vests with collared shirts, pleated blouses, breeches, tall boots, et cetera. She, Ayda, and Gorgug work together combining Wizardry and Artificing on her Jacket of Useful Things so that it can effectively transform into any coat/jacket/vest/etc to go with her outfit. It's perfect as her style is constantly shifting on a daily basis. 

This is just my thought on all of their heights, but here we go:

Riz is shortest, obviously. He’s actually average-height for a goblin, resting at about 3’6’’. 

Fig gives severe Tall Vibes, so much so that people forget she’s actually only 5’3’’. She wears boots that bring her up to about 5’5’’, but she’s still the second-shortest bad kid.

No one will let Fabian let down how short he is. He’s tried changing his diet, stretching, everything he can imagine—he’s still 5’4’’. It’s mortifying. Fig fits into his clothes perfectly.

Kristen has always felt somewhat ungainly, her limbs at different shapes and sizes, and she’d crash into things a lot. She’s always felt too much: too tall, too wide, too much, too much, too much. Junior Year she starts working out and begins getting comfortable with her body. Still, she’s tall, almost 5’10’’.

Adaine is quite tall, but her parents and sister are taller than her, and she’s spent her life feeling inescapably small. Her posture is good, but there’s something to the way she tilts her head, the general way she carries herself, hunching around a too-big orb and clutching books to her chest, that makes her look short and small. Sophomore Year, her confidence grows, she becomes more stable, and most importantly, she eats much more. She uncurls herself, and by the time she finds Aelwyn again, Aelwyn is horrified to see that her little sister looms over her. Adaine is 5’11.

Gorgug hunches over a lot, and it’s actually after becoming an Artificer that he gets better with his posture, because he’s sitting a lot more now and his back hurts if he hunches too much. His actual height is 6’5’’. He’s the tallest bad kid.

My personal headcanon is that Tracker also has anxiety and used to “wolf out” whenever she got overwhelmed. So she understands Adaine very well, perhaps better than anyone else. She understands the way Adaine’s anger stems from her fear, from her lack of control. Tracker helps her find the right anxiety meds and teaches her methods of working through and handling feeling overwhelmed.

When the bad kids see Nara and Tracker again in Fallinel, she introduces them all to Nara. “Ah,” Nara says as she and Adaine are introduced, and Adaine tenses for oracle, the daughter who killed Angwyn Abernant, the oracle who ran away, but what she’s met with was: “Tracker’s little sister.”

Adaine never tells Tracker how much it means. She loves Aelwyn, and Aelwyn loves her, but that love is something that has been asked for by both parties. Adaine never realized before that she shouldn't have to ask. 

[bluravenite]

I would love to hear any little headcanons you have about the ghouls, perhaps thoughts about the different ghouls styles if that’s something you’ve thought about :)

I do have ideas for their style but it's something very abstract in my mind so I'mma try to explain it to the best of my abilities??

Dew: black band shirts ripped years and scrappy leather boots chains and jewelry.

Rain: flowy shirts, very frilly, fitted clothes, fitted pants and jeans, either flat sneakers or fancy boots, he often wears dresses too. And he has lots of simple pretty hats to keep the sun off his face.

Aether: dad. But fashionable? Lots of cardigans and vests, button up print short sleeve shirts, and cuffed slacks, with fancy mm but comfy flat shoes.

Mountain: he wears tank tops with layered solid color button up cotton short sleeves. Usually with some kind of cropped or cuffed pant or shorts. He also wears lots of open toed shoes, or flats sneakers on occasion. He can be a fancy boy though.

Phantom/aeon: he's low-key the dress up doll of everyone so he will wear frilly shirts or button ups, normal black tshirts, lose or fit pants, he cares more about looking nice in whatever he's wearing than what he is wearing, he also has nice shoes but prefers sneakers and likes being comfortable in his clothes.

Swiss: leather jackets, flannels, tank tops, tshirts that are too tight for his own good, muscle tanks, lose pants, sweatpants, nice shoes or sneakers depending on occasion. On hot summer days he wears open button up shirts with no undershirt, shorts and open toed sandals or something of the like.

Aurora: she's like the vampire goth girly, she will wear frilly blouses with big sleeves, puffy dresses and sheer fabrics and either Mary Jane's or demonia style boots. She's kinda like a Gothic academia and very mild pastel goth. If you ask her what her inspiration is, it would be Morticia Adams in her fashionable youth, before she became a fashionable milf ofc.

Cirrus: she's pretty laid back but likes to look nice, she will wear the fancy cocktail dresses and look so hot everyone wants to melt into the pits of hell. She wears fitted clothes and a sort of comfortable but polished style, you'll never see her in just one style of clothing though, she's kind of like a really well dressed hot millennial.

Cumulus: LOVES lives comfy stuff, anything that's like soft or cotton she loves wearing, so she will often have fluffy cute sweaters or pretty tops shiny tops she loves showing her skin but also being cozy so skirts, shorts and sweatpants or cute fitted pants are always the way, she also loves pretty flowy sundresses and cropped or flowy shirts. The ghoulettes spend HOURS helping her find just what she wants and making it fit perfectly just for her.

This is the main ghouls but!! Lmk if you want a part two with other ghouls like zeph, ifrit, alpha, cowbell, etc!!

[misc-obeyme]

I when to the mall another day with all my friend,and I tried on all the skirts in the store and none of them fix me

(my hips where too big :( ) I felt so sad and I told one of my friends

Could you do the brothers when mc tell them that they feel sad for not having any of the skirts fit them

Hello there, anon!

I went ahead and just did "clothes" in general, I hope that's okay. I wanted to keep things as neutral as possible.

I personally have a lot of OPINIONS about body image stuff, so I tried to keep that out of it lol. There's more focus on finding clothes that do fit and how the brothers might try to cheer you up.

Thank you for the request!

GN!MC tells the bros they're sad about not finding clothes that fit.

Warnings: some body image discussion, but not much, it's mostly fluff as usual

Lucifer

MC, you needn’t fret about such things. Don’t you realize there are several demons here that would make excellent clothes for you that will fit perfectly?

Will direct you to Barbatos first, but he has several suggestions. Lucifer isn’t exactly a fashionista, but he does care about his appearance. He’s picky about clothes and wants things that are high quality. As such, he knows where to get the kind of clothing you want and who to contact should it need tailoring.

He’s solution oriented so he’s going to start out with all of this sort of thing. But if you’re more interested in comfort than practicality, you’ll have to hint at it. He’ll pick it up immediately and switch tactics.

While he appreciates when you dress nicely, he tells you clearly that it doesn’t matter what you wear. You captivate him with your shining soul and your sweet smile. If you’re really feeling down about it, he’ll wrap his arms around you and kiss the top of your head, too. Not one for tender moments most of the time, but he makes exceptions for you.

Mammon

Immediately takes you shopping. You just need him with you, of course! He’ll find you multiple amazing outfits that will fit you perfectly. He knows all the shops and all the latest trends. Gotta keep up on this stuff when you’re a model, right?

Lets you pick out a few things for him, too. But mostly he’s ready to spend all his Grimm making you look and feel good. (Best not to ask where that Grimm came from, though. Ignorance is bliss in this case.)

You don’t really have to get him to comfort you because he’s telling you how amazing you look the entire time you’re shopping. But later, after you’ve brought all your purchases back to the House of Lamentation, let him know how much this meant to you. Tell him that you were feeling sad and insecure.

He’s blushing of course. And he’s going to bluster a little at first. C’mon, MC, he knows you’re appreciative of the Great Mammon treatin' ya! But he’s also gonna give you a hug because you obviously need one. Might get a little soft and genuine on you, too. He wants you to know that you’re perfect in every outfit you choose to wear.

Leviathan

Oh? You tried on some clothes that didn’t fit? Well, MC, who cares about normie clothes! He’s got a whole closet of cosplay that he made specifically for you and you can be sure that everything fits just right.

After overcoming the embarrassment he feels confessing this, he has a cosplay photo shoot with you in his room. Hypes you up like crazy while snapping pictures of you from every angle. You look so cute in all these different outfits! He’s so happy to see you in them!

Doesn’t like it when you’re sad, so he’s doing his best to cheer you up. If you’re still struggling, he’ll probably try to distract you with video games or anime.

Levi is not completely oblivious to your feelings and he cares about you, so he works up the courage to ask you if you want a hug. Say yes and he’ll wrap himself around you. He’ll tell you how much you mean to him - it’s a little easier when he’s not making eye contact but he still stutters a little when he says it.

Satan

Perplexed. Why would you be sad about clothes not fitting? Just buy some that do? Listen, this guy has zero fashion sense and he can be overly practical. He doesn’t quite understand so you might have to explain it to him.

He does realize that even if it makes no sense to him, you are sad about it and that is something he takes issue with. He wants you to let it all out. Don’t hold back, MC. Frustrated? Go ahead and yell about it, he’ll listen to every word. Sad? You can cry on his shoulder as long as you need to.

Satan probably knows an unfortunate amount about the history of making clothes and textiles. So if you’re in the mood to listen to him for a while, go ahead and ask him about it.

Otherwise you know he’s going to want to bring you to a cat café. It always makes him feel better and the cats don’t care about what you’re wearing. Trust him on this. Some kitty cuddles and a snack will take your mind off things.

Asmodeus

MC. You must know by now that this is his area of expertise. Why would you ever worry about some human world clothes that don’t fit right? He is here to make sure you always look fabulous.

Doesn’t even need to take you shopping because he already has a closet full of clothes that he bought for you. Of course he knows your size, so everything fits. Tell him what you were looking for and he’ll have it already, possibly in multiple colors.

Asmo also understands that there is likely a body image issue causing some of your sad feelings. That’s not something you’ll be able to work through in one night, but he’s going to talk it over with you while he does your hair or nails (or both).

Why not let him take you out to a party? You both look amazing and he would love to turn heads with you on his arm. He has many fans, but he’s a fan of you and he wants to show you off. Won’t hesitate to hold you close for the rest of the night - his soft touch brings you comfort.

Beelzebub

He gets it. He’s a big demon, they don’t always make clothes his size. But don’t worry, you’ll just have to look elsewhere for stuff that does fit. He’s happy to take you shopping if you’d like to try again.

He’s going to let you know that it doesn’t matter. Says it pretty bluntly, too. You’re just right the way you are, MC. You don’t need to be sad about this. He’s going to give you a bear hug and won’t let go until you say you’re feeling better.

Now of course he’s going to suggest going out to eat. Having some of your favorite foods is a great way to cheer up. Plus you know watching him eat is always fun. Somehow this outing really does make you feel better.

If you’re still feeling down, he will enlist the assistance of brothers that are a little more clothes savvy than he is. But if you just want him to comfort you, Beel will be more than happy to hold you as long as you like.

Belphegor

What? You’re sad that some clothes didn’t fit? You know that if clothes don’t fit, it’s because there’s something wrong with the clothes and not you, right? You just need to shop at a better store, MC.

Realizes that the human world has weird ideas about body image and clothes manufacturing, but doesn’t know enough about it. Just tells you to shop in the Devildom from now on. Anything that doesn’t fit can be altered. He knows at least three demons who can do that for you.

Anyway, he’s pretty sure Asmo already has a bunch of clothes for you. Nothing you could get in the human world could possibly compare to that selection. So don’t worry about it, okay?

More than happy to cuddle with you if that will make you feel better. Just know that he’s probably going to fall asleep with his arms wrapped around you. You might find yourself drifting off, too. If you do, you’ll have a pleasant dream that will leave you in a good mood when you wake up.

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[moonlightazriel]

Son of the Darkness VIII /// Azriel X F!Reader

Summary: Hidden for so long The court of shadows thrived, and things were great until the high lord's death, now the next in line should assume the crown of high lord of shadows, will he accept his duties?

Warnings: Some Smut for you finally ahahaha

Word Count: 1,7K

Notes: Poor Azzy, he needs some peace!

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“We’re going to Kincardine, wanna join us?” Evanore’s voice sounded from the doorway, Azriel lifted his head, meeting her blue eyes. He liked her, in this period of time he was in the Court of Shadows she has always been nice to him and a really good friend, more friendly than Y/N at least. It has only been one week since they got back from the camps, and even if Y/N seemed relatively better, she would still keep her distance from him.

“Who would be us?” He inquired and she walked the path until she sat in front of him, fingers tapping on the wooden desk.

“Me and Y/N of course.” She winked! “A couple of drinks and dancing. I’m sure you’re going to like it.”

“And Y/N knows how to have fun?” They both giggled, and Evanore nodded.

“You will have to find out!” She replied with enthusiasm.

“Can’t wait.” He shook his head, it would be his first time in the famous club, he was surprisingly excited to go out and see the place, all of those High Lord duties and meetings could be overwhelming, and besides, the idea of Y/N being less serious was making his chest spark with curiosity.

“Oh, I have something for you.” She snapped her fingers, a tiny box appearing in her other hand, she smiled at him, handing him it. He inspected the velvet box, it opened with a click, revealing a ring inside, a cobalt stone in the centre and a inky black metal around it. It was beautiful. “You know, for safety.” He then understood, it was the same stone in her bracelet, the same that protected her from Y/N’s powers, so she could be by her side when things got too much.

“Thank you, I appreciate it.” He said, sliding the ring on his finger, the jewellery fitting perfectly, the piece so beautiful on his hands, the beauty amongst the violence those hands had caused.

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The club was huge, filled with people everywhere, the music was unknown to him, but the rhythm reverberated through his bones, people danced, bodies colliding with his own as they did so, he could smell the alcohol and the sex. He kept following Eva around, the small female leading the way to a more secluded booth, some recognized them but they didn’t seem to mind.

The blonde sat on the booth, she was wearing some flowers in her hair, a small green dress with a flowy skirt and a corset hugging her waist, the same chains and stones hanging from her neck and wrists. Azriel turned his head to the presence sat by Eva’s side, the air getting knocked out of his lungs, she was stunning.

Her hair was in waves behind her back, her dark red lips were wrapped around a straw while she drank something, her eyes were adorned with a dark makeup, she had some earrings and the peaks of her ears were peeking from her hair, his eyes kept trailing down to the tattoo on her arm, looking like a liquid, the cobalt necklace on top of her chest, the pink scar laying on her full breasts. He stopped at the dress, it was a simple black dress, so glued to her body that he could see every curve of her body, two slits on each side, revealing more of her full thighs, Y/N Daera was breathtaking.

“Good night High Lord.” She bowed her head to him, the gesture making her breast popping up a little bit, he swallowed thickly, his mouth dry as he devoured her with his eyes. He nodded at her sitting beside Eva, he tried to focus on what was being said but his shadows kept pooling at her feet, yelling at him how she was so beautiful.

She tried to keep looking at Eva’s eyes, but she would steal some glances at him, his button shirt hugging his muscles, the dark pants marking his big thighs, some trace of tattoos peeking from the two open buttons on his shirt, his hair perfectly messy, looking so soft that she wanted to run her fingers through it, he looked like a god, so beautiful that her brain would stop working.

Azriel watched as people danced, Y/N had ordered some drinks and the one he was holding in his hands was really good, the alcohol burned his throat but this was exactly what he needed. A redheaded female kept making eye contact with him, she was pretty, the dress leaving little to imagination, he could have some fun after all.

“It’s rude to stare at people, you know?” He said as he approached the female, she smirked at him, batting her lashes, plumping her chest, she was practically all over him.

“Maybe I need to learn proper manners.” She whispered in his ear, her hand sliding up and down his chest, she kissed his earlobe and laughed in his ear. He could feel a pair of eyes in the back of his head, but he tried to brush the feelings aside, especially as the female led them to the dance floor.

“Looks like someone will be getting some tonight.” Eva said, sipping her cocktail, unaware of what what’s happening right beside her. Y/N couldn’t stop looking at them, her eyes piercing holes in Azriel’s head, the grip on her cup too strong, she cracked the glass in her hands, almost smashing it completely in her hands, she didn’t knew why, something in her chest felt weird, too consuming and making her see red as she watched her High Lord’s hands around the female’s waist and his mouth on her neck. “Fek, vi likas.” (Shit, you’re leaking.)

Y/N was brought back to reality as she saw the dark shadows leaking from her hands, Eva’s bracelet glowing as she protected herself from the threat. “Mi tre bedaŭras.” (I’m so sorry.) She replied, feeling ashamed about her behaviour, she didn’t know what happened to her, he was nothing to her, he could enjoy his life, he was her High Lord and that only.

She emptied her cup, her feisty gaze turned to the blonde. “Ni iru danci.” (Let’s go dance.) The words rolled on her tongue and her best friend nodded, jumping from her seat and dragging Y/N to the dance floor. They kept dancing, her angry gaze would meet with Azriel and the female occasionally, and she would turn away. Meanwhile, the female tried to convince him to go to a more private space, but his shadows would go to Y/N, dancing around her and distracting him from what he really wanted.

“Mi devus iri tien, estas mia tasko gardi lin sekura, kiu scias kion ŝi faras? Eble ŝi volas mortigi lin.” (I should go there, it's my job to keep him safe, who knows what she's up to? Maybe she wants to kill him.) Y/N spoke and Eva rolled her eyes, looking at her like she knew something Y/N didn’t, and she hated not knowing everything.

Evanore blinked, when she opened her eyes again, Y/N was gone, marching towards Azriel, she quickly followed, the female with him was ready to tell her off when she noticed who was standing there, she swallowed, retrieving her hands from him and stepping to the side. She was almost growling at the female when Eva hugged her from behind, making her calm down almost immediately.

“High Lord, maybe it’s time for us to go, we have an important meeting in a few hours, we cannot miss.” She sounded serious and even Azriel felt like he had to obey her.

The three walked in silence until Evanore transported them to Tornan, she parted ways, leaving Azriel and Y/N alone in the hallway that led to the rooms.

“Did you have fun?” She asked sarcastically and he raised an eyebrow.

“Not as I was expecting.” He simply replied.

“Don’t get angry, I was just doing my job and protecting you.” She walked closer to him. Her body pressed up against his like they did in their new training routine.

“Protecting me from what? Having a sex night?” He inquired and she raised a hand, her finger tracing the sensitive membrane of his wings, obviously not knowing what this would do to him, her nose glued to his neck while she inhaled his scent.

“I don’t think you would’ve had a good night.” She whispered against his skin and he shivered, his hand grabbing her wrist and pulling her hand away.

“Don’t start something you won’t finish.” He warned her, the smell of her arousal strong. She blinked a few times, like she woke up from a trance, she backed away from him.

“Rhysand will be waiting for us tomorrow.” She blurted, starting to walk away from him, leaving him all flustered in the hallway, his cock painfully tight in his pants. “I’m so sorry.” She mumbled, disappearing into one of the doors.

He was quick to reach his own room, he needed to shower, his skin felt damp with sweat and his cock throbbed in his pants, he felt like he was on fire, the cold water did nothing to help him regain control, he could feel her touch on his wings and he could feel her lips on his neck, he danced practically all night with that female and she wasn’t able to get him this turned on.

His hand reached for his cock, he grabbed the base, moving his hand up and down, his other hand giving him support as he held the wall, his eyes were closed shut, images of Y/N danced behind his eyelids, how she moved, her plump red lips tonight, the way she spoke to him, her pink scar on her beautiful breasts, her curves, his hand moved faster, he felt his cock twitching as he kept thinking about her, he knew this might be wrong, but he couldn’t help, this female made him feel things, she messed with his feelings in a way he didn’t understood.

He kept going, the way she looked at him in the hallway marked in his mind as he came, his seed spilling in the walls and on the floor, the water cleaning the mess he made. He finished his bath, going to sleep only in his undergarments. He would have a hard time facing her in the morning.

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[triplesilverstar]

Day 18

Rating: Explicit 18+ Minors DNI

Pairing: Ghost Roberto X F!Reader 

CW:  Dub con, Shower Sex, sex from the other side, vibrators, dildos, blow jobs, sexual fantasy. hand job

Word count: 1739

A/N: Day 18, you had a crush on the older reporter too bad you never got a chance to tell him.

Roberto had to admit. 

Being dead. 

Sucked ass.

He had thought it would be the smoking that would do him in, give him cancer like so many others. Not that he’d be killed while doing a report on a new construction project and a part of a crane collapsing while he was standing beneath it. At least he didn’t remember the actual dying part, or being in pain. 

Just.

Sort of floating there and looking down at his mangled corpse, watching as paramedics tried to see if he was still alive. Pointless in his opinion, his body was mostly mashed hamburger from the chest down. 

As his body was moved he found he just followed after it, floating along watching as he was thankfully thrown into a closed casket for his funeral. He learned a lot listening as people made their final comments to his corpse. Like how Janine had been the one stealing his yogurt from the lunch room for the last two months.

“Old bitch” he’d hissed well aware no one could hear him. 

When you walked up, he was surprised as he listened to you. “I’ll miss you, Roberto. I guess they’re right when they say you should take a chance because you don’t know what you’re missing.” Wiping at the tears forming on your lashes. “I had a bit of a crush on you. Even if you said no at least I would have an answer on how to deal with this silly little crush. Guess now I’ll never know.” 

Roberto watched as you walked away, you were a cute little thing. You’d starting working as one of the receptionists at the front desk a few months ago. Roberto thought you’d seemed like an eager puppy, asking how his day was whenever you saw him, and he’d told you to calm down before anyone started thinking you didn’t do your job. Now he realized it might have just been him you spoke to like that. 

Being a ghost with nothing better to do. He’d followed you home. Not like it was stalking. He was dead. What the hell could he even do? 

The first few nights nothing really happened, you watched tv. Ate your supper, and went to bed. Then left for work to repeat the process. He did enjoy watching you strip and get in the shower. 

The things he would have liked to do with those supple breasts of yours. He imagined you on your knees, kissing the tip of his cock asking him in that sweet little voice of yours if he wanted you to suck him off. He’d have told you in a little while, instead instructing you to lay on your back so he could kneel over your stomach. Placing his rough hands on your tits that would have fit perfectly in his palms kneading them and watching as your face flushed. Then once your nipples were nice and perking and you were panting he’d push those plush mounds together encompassing his dick between the silky skin and start pumping his hips. Watching as the tip peaked from the top of them, groaning low in his throat while you kept smiling at him and when he came, he’d make sure to smear his cum all around those pretty breasts. 

He could imagine it all, from the pull of your soft skin to the tightening of his ball and the spine-tingling sensation as he would have covered your tits in his cum.

Whenever you stripped, Roberto found himself letting his mind wander to other similar fantasies. 

Him sitting in his office chair, with you on your knees in one of your skirts and button-up dress shirts the top few open so he could squeeze at the flesh while one of your dainty hands was wrapped around his shaft. Pumping him up and down, asking him if you were doing a good job while your face would flush wanting to please him, a few of your hairs framing your face. That’s when he would tell you how you were such a good girl, that he had a nice big salty treat for you, and you’d lick your lips before covering his cock in kisses leaving his length covered in your shade of red standing out against his tanned skin. 

Then he’d tell you to put those smooth lips around his tip and get your treat. He’d have been groaning, watching as you first licked him from base to tip, wiggling your flat tongue against the underside of him. Then watching as his length slowly disappeared from sight as you didn’t just suck his tip, no. You’d be a champ taking him right to the base, his head pressing against the back of your throat feeling as the muscle back there massaged him as your gag reflex tried to push him out. Watch as your mascara began to run down your face because you refused to pull away wanting him to spurt his seed right down your esophagus. You’d hum, and his nuts would feel the sensation from your lips vibrating above them, sending him over the edge and granting your wish. 

Roberto kept enjoying these fantasies as he watched you each night, and tonight he enjoyed it even more. It was a Friday, and apparently, your plans consisted of getting into your shower, and while he watched your fingers glide down over your trim belly and across your mound. Using your index and middle finger to fondle at your folds while leaning against the tiles along your tub, moaning as you touched yourself. 

Fuck. Your noises were even better than he imagined. Wishing he could put his cock between those shiny pink lips. 

Watching as your other hand grasped one of your breasts, kneading the flesh so your fingers kept dragging across your nipple while the fingers between your legs were starting to plunge inside of your slick pussy. Being a ghost Roberto moved closer, leaning down for a better view of your ring and index finger spreading your folds while your middle finger worked your insides. You weren’t moving it very deep but he could tell you were just warming yourself up, panting while you slowly aroused yourself. 

Curious Roberto moved his mouth closer as if he could interact with you, sticking his tongue out as if to lap at the wetness coming from your spread slit. Surprised when he thought he felt a pass of warmth as his tongue went through your body, watching you taking a shuddering breath for a moment. Wondering if that had been from him, doing it again and getting the same reaction, rewarded when he saw your lower lips twitch. You just seemed to shake your head almost confused before you kept at it, and Roberto went back to taking those lazy licks he couldn’t feel directly. Smirking when after a while you came, watching as your inner walls twitched and spasmed around nothing. 

“Damn. That was the best fingering of my life, that could sensation was strange though. Maybe my hot water tank is acting up?” The words slipped from your mouth while you pressed the heel of your hand to one of your eyes. 

Out of the shower Roberto watched as some of the water started beading and running down your chest. Curious as one was almost to the peak of your hardened nipple he bent as if to wrap his mouth around it, sure the water kept going but he heard your gasp and watched the skin around the nipple pebble as if it had been cold. 

Oh.

He was going to have fun with this. 

Doing the same to the other and enjoying the confusion bloom across your fine features but you didn’t seem to want to question it too much. Pressing your thighs together on your way to your bedroom, opening one of the bottom drawers, and pulling out what he quickly realized was a battery-operated vibrating dildo.

As you settled on your bed against your pillows, pressing the device against your folds before turning it on Roberto found himself curious. Moving his hand he watched as the device seemed to speed up. Yes, he was a ghost, and clearly, you could feel a cold chill from him, and clearly, he could affect electrical devices. 

Armed with that information he positioned himself next to you on the bed, so the chill from his ethereal body wouldn’t bother most of you. Licking your nipple while you shivered and controlling the electrical information in the dildo. Grinning as you responded to it right away, panting and mewing, all for him even if you weren’t aware of it. Pushing the device inside of your slick pussy, Roberto watched your face, taking in your flushed cheeks and the way your eyelashes fluttered.

Since the toy was all the way inside of you except for the handle to control it Roberto moved. Now licking at your shiny engorged clit, and making the dildo inside of you vibrate harder, harder than it was designed for watching your body shake in pleasure.

Pulling back the intensity and his lapping of your sensitive nub whenever you seemed ready to tip over the edge. He was enjoying this far too much, far more than any of his fantasies. Eventually, deciding he’d teased you enough, he lapped at your clit and sent enough of a jolt through the dildo inside of your core you came right away. Mewing as your abdomen shook with the force of your orgasm, Roberto was far from done wanting to see you truly undone for his eyes only. Still lapping at the throbbing bundle of nerves and making the dildo vibrate hard enough that it was warming up inside of you. 

Smirking as you squirted around the toy and if he had been corporeal it would have drenched his body in your release, your bedspread soaked from your juices and the sweat pouring from your body. Hand scrambling to turn the device off before you were too overstimulated. 

Oh yes. The ghost thought watching your blissed-out gaze searching the room, looking for something out of place to have caused the toy to go haywire like that. He was going to have fun from the afterlife making your cream around toys from now, all thanks to him. Your little admission had now turned into his obsession. He wasn’t going to let a living soul have you. 

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[symphonic-scream]

Here's a bunch more of the Gender Thieves

Futaba has the Thieves' Chat named "Fruity Bitch Parade" which, is fitting. They also assign each of the thieves a nickname as their contact name and shit just. They lightly haze them all it's a thing they do

So the Thieves at Shujin include Futaba, Ann, (A)Kira, and Makoto. Then Yusuke isn't in proper school they're in a conservatory, and Ryuji and Hifumi are at Kosei

So let's talk about the Shujin uniforms, ft Shiho and Haru!

Starting with Futaba, they wear the uniform normally, blazer buttoned up, skirt, but with bright green crocs, varying gamer themed socks, and with headphones around their neck

Kira! Blazer buttoned, black choker with a red heart, red headband, skirt rolled up once so it's an inch higher, knee socks, black loafers. Nothing too special, she tries to fly under the radar

Time for Ann. Open blazer, a volleyball team jacket under it, so it's red with a white zipper, red hood with the white inside. Black hair tie, wears the skirt a little high, I'm debating the knee pads. It would be funny if she wore them all the time, but, that's not realistic. And, pink runners, and the basic black crew socks

MAKOTO. At first it's canon Makoto, but then they get saved and come out and, well. Blazer is gone, instead it's an oversized blue plaid hoodie/jacket. They get their hands on some slightly large uniform pants, just big enough that they bunch up a bit, the crotch is lower, etc. They also wear the suspenders down, and some scuffed up dark blue vans type sneakers

Shiho is, canon, only she makes it to the end of the year. Thats all she's there the whole time

And, Haru. Our sweet boy. No blazer here, he subs it out for a pink formal sweater, a crew neck pull-over type. He wears suspenders under it, but you can't really see them. Just know they're there. His pants are always perfectly correct. He has some dress shoes too!

And. Psst. Makoto's suspenders? From Haru. Took his spares.

I have so much for Makoto and Haru since they're where this started. So, so much for them.

Makoto and Haru both have different favourite cuddle positions, and then there's one they both agree is amazing

Haru's favourite, especially after his top, is Makoto's head where his shoulder turns to upper arm, their arms wrapped snugly around his waist. It's the perfect position for him to admire their sleeping face, the cute little half smile, their little light snores, Haru adores it

Makoto prefers having their boyfriend on them like a weighted blanket. Lying between their legs, head over their belly, holding them like a giant pillow. Makoto loves to watch him sleep, and play with his hair. This position gives them the easiest access to both, while having Haru hold them like he's never letting go

And, of course, the compromise. Lying on their sides, Makoto tucked just under his chin, both holding the other so tight it's like they're one

Just. Makoto lying on Haru's bed in the gym uniform shorts and some T-shirt they bought with Ryuji post gym shopping, and Haru smiles from his desk. He loves them so much. Makoto finished their homework an hour before he did, and has been watching anime on their phone. The little Buchimaru socks.

Haru: hey, I'm done, didnt make you wait too long, did I?

Makoto: nah, but, you can still give me some kisses to convince me further?

And he carefully lies over them, and they share some lazy, sweet kisses

The Thieves in this are very used to their Emperor splitting their attention during meetings, texting under the table, while still helping plan things as if they weren't flirting with their boyfriend. It's a whole thing they're all low-key amazed

Also like. The only thieves that go by he being the little butch, bleached-hair nose-ring boy, and the prettiest most Gender one of them all is. A little funny to me (Makoto, Ryuji, and Yusuke)

Please. Ask me more about them I love them

[silversiren1101]

👕, for layla if you'd like to?

Mino blushes nervously at the proposition of dressing Layla, the pinnacle of fashion that she is. She's seen glimpses of her wardrobe, but since when has Mino ever backed down from a worthy challenge?! She sees the two of them going on a lovely tour of Westcrown's vaneos (villas) and their spectacular gardens, with a sunset-backed dinner in the most grand of them she can find.

She's definitely nervous! She doesn't know Layla that well and wants to impress! Hopefully she can making a lasting impression.

Top: The first thing Mino notices is the flowers. Mino loves a good floral pattern and has a softspot for wildflowers and gardens herself! She also notices Layla's many dresses bare her shoulders, and so she has a slightly... bold suggestion for a layered look. Layla has so many gorgeous dresses so Mino presents this white, floral bodice in combination with this semi-sheer, deep blue shawl. The shawl has a shimmer of subtle color and shine in it that'll look so gorgeous with Layla's long hair, and the floral embroidery on the bodice fits her aesthetic. If it's a little too daring, she'll be happy to find a more modest top instead!

Bottoms: Now, Mino avoided a dress but she also isn't going to be looking for pants or trousers or leggings for Layla either. Instead, this layered, tie-top skirt is high-waisted enough to connect with the bodice she selected, and pairs perfectly with the shawl for a color coordinated ensemble. The volume is sure to give a lovely swish to it if you do a spin!

Shoes: These shoes are to die for (so Mino says). White heels with a blue floral print ties the whole outfit together! The silver buckles on the straps too are just so cute, and make it a simple matter to find some matching accessories.

Hair/Hat: Layla, your hair is gorgeous, but Mino cannot resist seeing you in a big floppy sunhat. *Especially* for a garden date. She made sure to pick one out that has an ribbon on it! As for the color - she's waffled on traditional straw, white, or blue given Layla's white hair color. This white one with black accents strikes a good middle ground.

Other Accessories: Flowers are one thing, but an azata? An azata must have some butterflies. These multicolored butterfly hair clips can be woven up into a long plait (Mino will be happy to do her hair!) and will add a splash of color to the outfit aside from just blue! She also really loved this combination butterfly ring and bracelet chain, but couldn't decide between it and these white lace floral gloves!

[mcblingbrat]

RL Bratz Doll Wardrobe

Like Jade, I have a unique and personal sense of style that aligns with current trends, sets me apart from other people and makes me a trendsetter. Fashion is one of the many forms of self-expression, and I use the low end, high end and vintage items that I own to do that.

Outerwear

Every fashionista owns a wide range of outerwear that sits in there closet for a considerable amount of time due to them not having the perfect ensemble, dress, jumpsuit, bag, accessories and shoes to go with it; and I’m one of those people.

When I manage to find the perfect clothing items, accessories and shoes for said outerwear, my firsthand or secondhand jackets and coats that are bold, feminine, glamorous and/or extravagant make their big debut.

Tops

Similar to Sasha, Yasmin, Jade and Cloe, my clothing, specifically my tops, have landed me in hot water due to them being quote unquote too revealing or attention grabbing.

My casual tops are usually form fitting and figure flattering and have details that are related to my likes, interests and personality (ex: cute slogan tees with sayings, an off the shoulder sweater that is shimmery and see through, a brightly colored tank top with ribbed lace up detailing, etc.).

My formal tops are also form fitting and figure flattering like me previously mentioned casual tops, but they make a statement that won’t be made again due to them being so unexpected yet so me (ex: a silver metal mesh top with a crystal sleeve, a denim and velour corset top, a wrap around star fishnet top, etc.).

Pants

As a petite woman, I have to find pants that are going to fit me perfectly and compliment my frame.

Once I find pants that fulfill those two mandatory requirements online or in stores, I proceed to purchase pants that should’ve made me realize that Aquarius was my chart ruler before I purchased my astrological portrait due to most of pants being the definition of outrageous, urban yet camp.

If I find pants that are plain but fit me perfectly and compliment my frame, I purchase them and have them altered to resemble my vision and sketch. Like the great Galleria Garibaldi, I take bits and pieces and put them together cause I’m a visionary and an artist.

Skirts

The skirts that I don are less outrageous and camp than my pants since I love to show off my legs in short skirts, but the colors, prints, embellishments, detailing and textures of the skirts that accommodate the jacket, top, jewelry, handbag and shoes make the outfit cohesive, which is what I strive for despite striving for various self related things when I put together an outfit for myself.

Formal Wear

My formal fashion moments are sporadic due to the pandemic and my busy schedule that consists of school and work, but when I am granted the opportunity to dress up for a formal event, I take that as an opportunity to unleash my softer and ethereal side with soft yet bright colors and whimsical imagery (ex: butterflies, cloud print, orchid print, floral embellishments, corset detailing, hoods, etc.).

Accessories

All libra women are the main characters in their lives and other peoples lives. As a libra woman who is a proud main character in my life and the lives of many others, diamonds are all over my body because it reflects who I am and lets people know that I am a shining and bright diamond. I also have an affinity for diamonds because they look great on me and I’m a proud maximalist that believes that any thing that’s understated has no place in my abundant life.

Handbags

I’m really particular when it comes to the bags that I purchase. They don’t have to be designer, but they have to be a high quality bag. I don’t want to wear a bag that everybody is wearing or obsessing over because I’m not worried about everybody and their minion like tendencies and I don’t want to purchase a bag with my hard earned money that’s going to fall apart. Bags should age like a fine wine, not curdle like expired milk.

When it comes to shape, color and detailing, I’m flexible since I’m a fashion chameleon, but I have a few exceptions (ex: a brown or beige bag (I don’t like colors and they wash me out), gold detailing (I’m cool toned and I always preferred silver) and faux leather bags (they leather peels and I’m all about the real.).

Shoes

My shoes are the final act of my outfits that close the show, and I always make sure to pick out show stopping shoes that’ll incite an encore from onlookers.

Despite being genuinely confident despite my short stature, I often find myself purchasing sneakers, boots, wedges and heels that make me appear taller than I actually am.

Lengthy shoes are a no-no. Tall girls look amazing in knee high shoes, whereas short girls look juvenile when they’re wearing knee high shoes, and I’m not trying to have people thinking that I’m a young girl playing dress up because I’m a grown woman.

Lastly, I'm open to most things when it comes to shoes, with exceptions (ex: pure white shoes (they get dirty easily and are going to be a pain to clean), crocs (first of all, ew. second of all, ew.), and converse (I LOVED me some Chuck Taylor's when I was a preteen in middle school and a teenager in high school, and still do to this day, but they don’t give me much support and my family forced me to let them go completely until they create shoes that’ll support my feet.).

[violnces]

〈 madelyn cline  ›  cis woman  ›  she/her  ›  21 〉  ———   a grand welcome to the vieux carré, MELINDA HALLIWELL. with a city as diverse as this, there’s a new threat on almost every corner. being a WHITELIGHTER-WITCH might provide some protection but their biggest strength may come from being loyal to THE RESISTANCE. many see them as a POET which is why I'LL BE SOMEONE ELSE'S GOD // GODHOOD IS JUST LIKE GIRLHOOD // A BEGGING TO BE BELIEVED seems to fit them perfectly. whispers say they’re from the FUTURE. can it all be believed? just keep an eye on them and see if their true colors shine through. 

basics.

full name: melinda phoebe halliwell

nickname/s: mel, melly, any other variations she usually answers too

age: twenty one

birthday: october 3rd

gender & pronouns: cis woman & she/her

sexuality: bisexual

relationship status: single

species: whitelighter-witch

personality.

positive traits: compassionate, realistic, witty, focused, loyal

negative traits: short tempered, vindictive, secretive, destructive

hobbies: shopping for art supplies, practicing witchcraft, meditating, avid gardener, reading, sketching/drawing

personal style: mel is usually seen skipping around town in floral clothes - skirts, dresses, shirts - her wardrobe is full of color, crop tops & mini jackets paired with the brightest shoes she can find. on a more elegant occasion mel can always be found with glitter in her hair, on her clothes and face, paired with the highest heels. she is as much a girls girl as she looks tbh.

scars/tattoos: tba

aesthetic.

the ever-growing feeling of needing to scream ; and yet nothing comes out - your throat is a graveyard for all the words you want to say // flowers can bloom in even the most dire conditions ; and so will you even if all hope is lost // the sound of bare feet slapping against the pavement as childish laughs echo around the neighborhood ; you were a kid once too - even if you don't remember it // being kind in a world where cruelty is seen as power hasn't always fared well ; but knowing the world needs a little more kindness anyway // your softness for monsters and the kindness you seek in a world full of villains & killers is not a weakness ; but shield yourself behind it, nurture your sharp wit and hit them when they least expect it.

biography.

you were born not screaming, but instead looking at the world with the most curious eyes ; until the coldness settled in your bones and what came next was a piercing scream ; melinda phoebe halliwell, your parents called you. mel for short. the coldness that made a home in the depths of your soul never really left.

the youngest of three, it became clear to everyone that you were the baby - figuratively and literally ; a charming smile and a twinkle of your eyes and the world was soon at your fingertips. what no one accounted for was how young the magic fused with your soul ; how out of control you had with it. what an easy life, loving parents, two big brothers who would do anything for you. or so you were led to believe.

suddenly your life had flipped upside down ; in the wake of all destruction and madness. were you blessed? or were you cursed? sometimes you still can't figure it out. whitelighter powers were never meant for you and yet they were bestowed upon you. it's your destiny. FUCK DESTINY. fuck anyone that wasn't your family.

two things you seem to know to be true: 1. you would do anything for your family. 2. especially when it came to wyatt. but eventually the excuses ran dry. the sighs drew out longer, until eventually, even you couldn't defend his actions. he is your brother, yes. but he's also become the figure in your nightmares.

barely twenty one and the feeling of loss has become numbingly comfortable. grief is the blanket pulled over your scarred and worn body, swallowing tears to keep you hydrated. the adults talk over your ideas, most of the time you're in the corner listening to stupid ideas, thrown around by people barely older than you. 2036 - 2012 - you don't fucking care. all you care about is how do we save my brother? for the first time in your life ; you wish your mum was here to tell you what to do. but no. she was dead too , and sometimes , you think your soul died with her.

but through all the shit, through all the madness - your kindness shines through like a beacon of hope for those around you. as easily as you could have turned into a monster with all the trauma thrown at you ; you know people need hope and a little bit of love now more than ever. so you stay, you smile and wish everyone a happy day, even if it grates your insides. even if you don't believe a fucking word you're saying.

[dizintegration]

🦇 Showing off my goth thrifted finds

Last year, I decided I was going to buy only thrifted clothes for a while, since I'm building up a goth wardrobe and I have no money to buy from goth brands. So I'm making this post to show off some of the stuff I found over the year, and show people who want to start to dress goth that you absolutely can do that on a budget.

This post also discusses briefly weight gain, if you have triggers around it, maybe don't read.

I am in no way saying that if you buy from big goth brands you're a poser and should be ashamed, definitely not, some brands are genuinely born from a person's passion for the fashion of the subculture and offer good designs for a fair price considering the materials and labor involved. I think it's important to remember we do have alternatives, and you can look goth as fuck without being covered in spikes and latex.

I live in Brazil, so I'm telling the prices of the stuff in Reais, 1 dolar equals 5 or 6 reais nowadays, just so you have a guideline.

Shirts

This is one of my favorite shirts, the fabric is fresh and the sleeves are very fun, it costed me R$25.

This one is a bit oversized, but it's good for looks where I don't want much figure showing. It was R$17, and I wish the buttons gone all the way up, this is my only complain.

Alongside this shirt, this vest was R$35, and it needs serious adjusts if I plan to used it one day, probably for drag king.

(accidental picture that got better than the normal one) this one is my currently favorite shirt. It didn't button up all the way to the top either, but my mom added the last button and it got perfect. Very good for corporate goth outfits, one of my favorites styles.

This sweater cost me R$40 and it's very nice and warm, but I live in Brazil... so I don't use it very much.

Skirts

This one I got for R$13, I liked it a look, it's a bit too short for my taste, so I use it with a pair of shorts under.

This skirt was R$10 and has a very heavy and warm fabric to it. I use it when it's cold (it's never cold here)

This latex-like skirt was one of the nicest things I have found, it was R$5 in a church's thrift store. Insane.

This one is a more muted version of the latex skirt (the one you actually should find in a church lol), it was like, R$20, the fabric is very nice though.

This is my favorite skirt ever. It's long, flowy and dramatic. It was R$34 and I'd pay every cent again. I did got a little bit worried when I gained weight over the last few months because it does not pass through my thighs anymore. I solved it by passing through my head and shoulders instead. It still fits me perfectly, I just have stupid thick thighs.

I still want to show off my dresses, but the post has already 10 photos. Anyway I love fashion and dressing up and styling stuff my own way, and it's a passion I discovered recently, so I thought I might share this with other people.

[thelivingmemegod]

Thoughts on (our beloved) Claudie's collection?

Claudie our beloved-

Meet outfit!

So. So s o cute she looks chefs kiss, she’s so cute. The print on her dress is this adorable gingham and the off-set striping is surprisingly endearing?? I love the Peter Pan collar and the color combo of white, blue and teal. The little hat and satchel you can buy are so fucking cute too.

Her curls make me so very happy, it’s not part of the outfit but her HAIR 😭 /pos

Pjs!

These get a section for yellow and purple being a fire combo and FOR HER BONNET- adorable.

Travel outfit!

Cute as a buttonnnn her little blue bow tie 🥺

Her pokadots are teeny but I don’t tend to like lil dots like that myself so eh. Her hat is darling and they brought back the little blue bow on the side of it. Her travel boots are plain but adorable too.

Performance outfit!

my HEART THIS ADORABLE MAGENTA SATIN DRESS I WILL SCREAM-

I like the triple tiered black ruffles on the skirt and the sleeves, the belt actually isn’t satin which I like, it feels like this dress was made to fit with the Maryjane’s from her Meet outfit which I like. Like I think they fit better than the actual shoes that come with it.

I also like that those shoes don’t fit perfectly though, because things don’t always fit together perfectly like that and her performance shoes have liddol bows it’s so good-

Winter outfit!

Cutie pie is bundled up and in style! What could easily be a boring winter trench is kicked up a notch with a white fur lining, pompom straps, gold detailing, three big ol’ black buttons and an adorable matching beret. I love how much of a hate girlie Claudie is. I also love her little fur bag, I love when a bag matches the fit.

Flapper dress!

I love the long scallop trim with at the bottom that’s a nice touch and invokes the tassels of your average flapper dress without just being them, the strips of lace-stuff in the middle of the dress add interest so it’s nice without the fur coat (but I do love a fur coat for the drama) and speaking of drama. BIG ASS BOW WOOO

Fur trim outfit!

I have no idea what she’s going for but I like the outfit itself. The Metallic shirt and head wrap (especially the head wrap, I’d wear that irl-) are really nice. I’m always impressed with doll tights. The plain skirt so the top and tights can be heavily patterned is great, lots of interest throughout. The fur wrists cuffs and neck are tbh kinda random but I’m here for it!

Glitzy gown!

GLITTERING GOLDEN GODESS WOOO-

Love the headpiece and caplet, love the drama. I love that the area where the caplet overlaps with the dress is lined in white sequins so you can tell at a glance and I ESPECIALLY love how the caplet comes up to this little white sequin choker look.

I also really, really love that without the cape and headpiece this could really just be an adorable sequin dress but you add two things and BOOM GLIMMERING GODESS energy-