#elegant tomboy

[cutejk123]

Tough Girl, Soft Boy and Elegant Boy

Daisy is the tough tomboy girl as you can see the muscles, the abbs and the usual Daisy attitude 🧡🌼

Luigi is the soft shy boy, he cries a lot but very kind and a sweetheart, sometimes speaks in a childlike voice when he goes into a different mode 💚😍🥰😘

Peasley is the elegant smart boy, he gives flowers and admires you 💚✨🫛

#cute #luigi #nintendo #princess daisy #prince peasley #supermario #super mario fanart #super mario #super mario bros #luigi mario #luigi nintendo #soft boy #soft boy and tough girl #tomboy #elegant boy #tough girl #luigi fanart #luigi x daisy x peasley #luigi x daisy #luigi x peasley #art #nintendo fanart #fanart #digital art #digital fanart #digital drawing #digital illustration #my art #my artwork #my art style

[astro-royale]

AstrologyObs: Appearance

Disclaimer:my opinion

Cancers are the cutie of the zodiac!! Round facial features. Cozy, comfy, warm and inviting. They may look great in Asian make up styles or old classic make up styles. Bohemian. 70s look or even 50s.

Gemini have a cheekiness to them that’s apparent in their features. They look like troublemakers in a wholesome way. They usually have quite sharp smiles. They have a very on the go energy , and I think they can get away with being sporty or even messy. But they also look so good with a basic 90s style which reflects their logical mind.they may also have a “rebel” “punk” or even Avril Lavigne vibe.

Pisces just feel like a wave of tranquility and I just want to chill with them. They have such dreamy eyes that make you want to get lost in them. They look so good with shimmers, in make up and clothes. Also metallic colours. Glowy make up. MERMAID. They suit modern style of clothing a lot.

Sagittarius, the free spirits, can actually look great with more revealing looks. They can get away with over the top things, and they will make it look cool, like their way of dressing is part of their philosophy. I feel like Sagittarius also has a lowkey sense of humour to their style, “ I did it for the fun of it, why not” also look so good in red:::

Scorpio.. you guys just remind me of Johnny Depp in pirates of the Caribbean, looks wise that is. Very alluring, darkness around the eyes. You change and transform people so no one will ever experience another you again. Your dress sense may have elements of danger. Leather jackets. A sense of shock, uniqueness . Darkness. Alternative or femme fatale.

Aries yall look good in office things, or just sophisticated and sharp styles tbh. There’s an angularity to you but it looks very cool and dramatic, it makes you interesting and cool. Lush, and sharp.it gives lip gloss and matte outfit vibes.

Capricorn, your organisation influences your dress sense so much and i actually think that Capricorn represents a mainstream dress sense or something conventional and basic you see everyday. So you look good in that. Simple. Classy. Timeless. Capricorns with Aquarius placements may disagree

Taurus, yall look really good with heavy makeup up looks, or full face glam. you guys look good with mullets. And electric colours. Graphic liners. Cool eyeshadow looks. IG baddie make up looks. May also suit dip dye hair styles or highlights.

Virgo, I feel like many of you may have had a hipster phase, plaid shirt and boots situation. Or some kind of lowkey emo phase . Even a tomboy phase. But anyways, you look great with slicked back hairstyles, neat loose natural hair. You Look Royal, in a laid back way. No matter your aesthetic. Virgo, you look best when you take care of yourself, when you look very clean, and tidy. Clean girl aesthetic

Leo, Animal prints look so great. You’re royal in a flashy way. You may feel like you look great in designer clothing or higher end brands. The quality and brand may be of importance to you and you won’t just buy things from anywhere. You’re going to attract looks, because the planets revolve around the sun. You look good being flashy and fully expressing your authentic self and uniqueness, don’t hold back your greatness.

Libra, yall could wear a potato sack and still look great asf. Your facial features are usually very proportionate and balanced. I think your natural glow is what suits you best, and an elegant outfit. You look great showing everyone the embodiment of Venus on Earth, and I think you have “aesthetic” in your genes.

Aquarius, you look good in unisex or androgynous, long or short hair, any colour, you will make it work. Doesn’t matter if things clash, you can make it work. The innovated. Unique style. Dreamy aura, they have an intelligent vibe. You’re giving the audience a taste of the stars. Of intelligence beyond this earth. Cyber /rave styles can look great on them too. Or very artsy looks. Many of them also get into cosplay. They look ethereal so they can embody what isn’t real (anime, cartoons, movie characters etc) People may even say they look like an anime character.

#law of attraction #law of manifestation #manifesting #self healing #healing #metaphysical #feminine energy #astrology observations #manifestation tips #capricorn zodiac #virgo zodiac #scorpio zodiac #aries zodiac #libra zodiac #pisces zodiac #aquarius zodiac #leo zodiac #cancer zodiac #sagittarius #aries #taurus #gemini #capricorn #Spotify

[impossiblesuitcase]

Cinder is jealous. She's jealous of her step-sisters. They have pretty clothes and soft hands and a doting mother. She has none of which. Her sister Peony is her only human friend and even seeing her in a ballgown sparks "envy" in Cinder, because Peony gets a dress and can go to the ball. Cinder can't.

She doesn't believe she could be pretty. She's too clunky, she's not curvy. She pins it down to being cyborg or just naturally inadequate. Cinder doesn't have nice clothes or fancy things. Kai gives her gloves and they are "the most beautiful thing she had ever owned." And then they are ruined, like all the pretty things in her life. She has to survive, endure, and with that she doesn't have time for prettiness.

But Kai's first impression of her is that she's "cute" and "pretty." He calls her pretty in public, and he calls her pretty in his private thoughts. "Your pretty new mechanic in the lobby", "the pretty young mechanic at the market." He finds her gorgeous with her glamour, and his "knees threatened to buckle" in her beauty. Everyone else thought she was gorgeous, but no one was swooning the way he was. The glamour had amplified the attraction he'd already had towards her.

Thorne, upon seeing a cyborg stumble into his jail cell, has the first instinct to flirt with her. Not recoil, because of her metal and skin, but flirt because she's a girl and that's his favourite pastime. And what distinguished her from the many other pretty girls he normally flirted with? To him, "her irritation made her prettier". Her disgruntled personality, who she is, is her prettiness.

Adri tells Cinder that if she can't cry, she can't feel love. She does love, she loves so much, but she doesn't have time to grieve her sister or her anonymity or her freedom when she has a revolution to start. She has to tough it out.

When she's bound up in Kai's arms she feels safe, delicate, "almost like a princess."

Cinder pretends she doesn't have a crush on Kai because having a crush on a celebrity is "preadolescent," the trademark of immature, lovesick teenage girls. How can she be girly when she's a grimy mechanic? She "doesn't know the first thing about makeup", because do you think Adri would have ever let her buy some to try? Would Cinder have even bothered, believing nothing could improve a cyborg?

She dreams of "going to the ball and dancing with the prince." And when Iko teases her, Cinder says, "we all have our weaknesses". It is a weakness to be in love, because someone like Kai couldn't love her. She imagines being at the ball, "jealous of the girls who swooned to catch Prince Kai's attention." Jealous that they can be open with their attraction, jealous that he would pick them over her.

But he loves her. And when he does, she can't process the feeling "of being desired". She wants to carve 'C + K' into a wall, then berates herself for such "whimsy." Because deep down, she's always wanted to be wanted, and that truth is her weakness. But war doesn't last forever, and soon, she has no reason to hide that. There's no reason it would be a weakness.

Cinder is comfortable in baggy cargo pants and messy hair but she also dreams of wearing a beautiful ballgown. She loves her coronation dress. She calls the empress crown 'stunning.'

She never becomes obsessed with frills or glitter, but she slowly leans into soft, pretty things. She has a necklace from Kai and her engagement ring. It's sparkly and yet, Cinder, the so-called 'tough, aloof tomboy' thinks it makes her metal hand look "elegant". Maybe she starts wearing bracelets and earrings because they don't bother her when she isn't working on something mechanical. She doesn't even notice until Thorne jokes that she wears more metal in jewellery than the whole metal of her hand.

Maybe she buys herself a new set of tools with pink and blue iridescent handles simply because finds them pretty. Maybe when her friends tease her about how in love she is, she starts to acknowledge it.

Cinder is not some stereotype of a leading female character who is strong and as such cannot be feminine or soft or emotional. Was she given the chance to be?

Let her be soft. Let her be delicate. Let her pretty.

#tlc #the lunar chronicles #lunar chronicles #linh cinder #selene blackburn #emperor kai #kaider #carswell thorne #ive had this sitting in my drafts for years #dont know why i never finished #i clearly had too much to say

[partycatty]

I have this idea:

Johnny Cage x tomboy (can be gender neutral reader), I see the reader as a introvert, gamer, a bit of a nerd that prefers to wear comfy pants than elegant, tight dresses/skirts. Johnny likes to talk to them cause they can play games together (I believe that johnny being a bit of a gamer is a fact stated in mk1, when we have a Cage's Mansion tutorial?) and so he decided to invite reader to a red carpet event created because of the launch of his new movie. It's first time in their life to attend such thing and they really don't know what to do... (the rest is up to you, they can either fuck before the event while reader is trying to pick a good outfit or just go there and have fun or whatever<3)

johnny cage > zip me up

johnny's not used to seeing his best friend in anything but a hoodie and sweats. what happens when they have to dress outside of their comfort zone?

warnings: nsfw... :3, exhibitionism?, hardcore praising LOL, awkward reader (no rizz ...), reader is written as curvy? LONG POST LOL

notes: i physically cant write dom johnny without it sounding super ooc LOL ALSO!! im so sorry if the formatting is iffy, ive been forced to use desktop and the formatting is completely different than my usual mobile writing

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honestly, it's hard to gauge what games he'd actually play, so a part of me believes he mainly plays... mortal kombat. and yes, since he is canonically responsible for the franchise existing, he would main himself. or maybe he'd play fortnite, lord knows he'd have his own skin.

"come on, man! you can't keep picking general shao! you can just say you hate me," johnny groans, staring at the character select screen. his favorite thing was to drop tidbits about the characters and compare them to the real life counterparts. "i'm still mentally recovering from witnessing his ugly mug."

you chuckle and lean back in your chair, pulling your headset mic closer to your lips. "would you rather i picked one of your buddies? kenshi, or as you called him, sexy face two?"

"and now you're asking me to beat up my best friend," johnny sighs dramatically. you giggle, and it makes his heart flutter and cheeks redden. thankfully, today was a day your webcams were turned off so you were none the wiser. you make a comment that he's the one that wanted to play a game that features his real friends and actual enemies which earns yet another groan from him.

"if you're gonna be annoying, we could switch to something else?" you offer teasingly. "not my fault you choose to stare at yourself every game instead of learning combos."

"oh hush, you love me," johnny replies, earning a little peep from you out of surprise. he loved to push your buttons and flirt with you. it was in his personality, sure, but because of it you did have a massive crush on him. it was innocent and purehearted, but you just couldn't see yourself risking your great friendship over some silly feelings. "you love it when i'm difficult, don't lie to yourself."

"...shut up," you pathetically try to retort, sinking into your seat and fighting the flush on your face. "are we gonna run another round or what?"

"actually, i had something to ask of you," johnny says, tone suddenly serious and almost unreadable. you feel a pit in your stomach at his tone, wondering if maybe you're in trouble. your mind spirals as you nervously fidget in anticipation. "well, two things actually. could you turn your camera on so i can properly ask you?"

you shakily turn your camera on in discord, anxiously glancing between your monitors and camera lens. johnny smiles to himself, leaning forward get a closer look at you as if you were sitting across the table from him.

"good girl, there we go," he says encouragingly, making your thighs clench as you use your sleeves to hide your face. "no, come on, don't hide. here, let me-" he clicks on his own camera button and his webcam blinks to life. he smiles directly into the camera, and for a moment you're winded at the reminder that you're best friends with a celebrity. "-there. now it doesn't feel like i'm talking to my computer."

"well, you are-" you speak up, ready to go on one of your famous tech tangents. johnny holds up a single finger, shushing you instantly. as much as he'd love to hear your voice for hours on end, he wanted to squeeze out what he was going to say first.

"-hold your tongue, my dearest nerd," johnny quips with a wink. "my favor first." you tense up before he speaks up again. "i've got a movie coming out. finally, right? point is, cris is an absolute no-go, and my assistant couldn't find a damsel to hang off my arm in time for the red carpet. so, next best thing, i was wondering if... you'd be my plus one."

"i-i don't dress up, johnny," you protest, looking away. "all those cameras, all the shouting... not for me."

"it's not all bad," he insists with a smirk. "you'll have me. all you have to do is stay close to me and smile."

you stammer, trying to spill out more excuses for him to give in and stop asking.

"i don't have a dress-"

"i'll buy you twenty."

"nobody knows who i am-"

"eyes'll be on me."

"what if someone laughs at me?"

"doll, have you seen some of these hollywood clowns? you'll look just fine."

you tug at your hair, exasperated. he came prepared with every response, had every reason to bring you to the carpet. you wanted to say no, but truth be told, you missed johnny dearly. you don't get to see him in person often, given your medium distance and his constant work. a meek "fine" escapes your lips and johnny cheers to himself, his excitement painted all over his face. it made you warm how well he was at showing his appreciation at times.

"i knew i could count on you, sweetheart. this means the world to me. i'm getting you tomorrow at three, okay? we're gonna get you a nice dress, i'll get a matching suit tailored... oh, it'll be like prom all over again!" he's gesturing wildly as he hypes himself up over the plan.

"i never went to prom, johnny," you chuckle to yourself, eyes on your keyboard. "i wouldn't know the experience."

"well that's ridiculous," johnny looks surprised at this fact, for a reason you can't pinpoint. "i would have asked you if we knew each other then."

"i'm sure," you agree shyly, turning away to try and hide your blush. "i'll see you tomorrow, johnny."

"see you tomorrow, doll," he smiles at the camera again, and you catch a glimpse of it as you weakly return the expression. then, johnny leaves the call, leaving you huffing and blushing. he just asked you to be his plus one on the red carpet, for his movie, for his fans... all eyes will be on you. the thought terrifies you, but maybe you could push through for your friend. you were a software developer, mostly confined to your dimly lit bedroom. this was a whole new realm!

you roll around on your bed and kick your feet, wondering why you're always so awkward around him. if you fumble at all in public, your world might just fall apart. sleep doesn't come easy for you, but it eventually overpowers your anxiety.

sunlight creeps through your windows. despite your usual tendency to sleep in, your nerves shot you awake slightly earlier than that, and you tried your best to negate your shakiness through games and squeezing in any work projects you could make up - before a firm knock was at your apartment door.

you fly to the door and swing it open, excited to see the only man that gets your heart pumping. he's matching your energy with a cheesy grin, immediately charging at you to embrace you in a bear hug. his cologne makes you tingle as you breathe in his shirt fabric. when he pulls back, he chuckles to admire your attire. you're wearing your usual sweatpants, hoodie, and slippers.

"you clean up nice," he compliments you sarcastically. "it's nice to finally see you, honey." you shrug with a shy smile at his endless pet names. "let's get you into something more flattering, yeah?"

he encourages you to his car, it's one of his nice sports cars with his name printed across the seats. you always felt out of place in his luxurious lifestyle. however, even through the two hour car ride back to malibu, you found yourself familiar and comfortable alongside johnny.

"you didn't have to drive four hours just to see me," you insist quietly, voice muffled against the window as you admire the waters. "it's a lot of trouble for one night."

johnny seems to genuinely seem taken aback by your deprecating comment. he leans over and slides one hand on your knee, patting it gently.

"you know i'd do anything for you," he speaks in that dangerously low tone, stealing quick glances as he desperately tries to focus on the road. "i want you with me."

even after his comforting pat, his hand lingers for a moment, sliding up your thigh with feather touches. you cover your lips with your finger to muffle any whimpers that threatened to escape. you always hated how touchy he was, and by hated, you mean it turned you on embarrassingly easily. as the road straightens out, you realize he's staring directly at you with suspiciously blown out pupils, but snaps back into reality as quickly as you noticed. he clears his throat and removes his hand, settling them both back on the steering wheel.

perhaps he just missed me and wants to be closer, you thought. he's always clingy, he probably just... you're having a hard time justifying his needy glances. they looked off. it's been a stupidly long time since someone eyed you down like that.

after what felt like a thousand years, the city comes into view and johnny parks at a luxury outfit boutique. it's small, but the window mannequins alone make you swallow nervously.

it takes quite some time to decide on a dress, because you internally decide that every possible option is unflattering. each time johnny pulls a dress from the selection, you cringe and shake your head. the sleeves were either too long or too short, the skirt was too flowy or too loose, or the color wasn't quite right.

"how about i pick one for you?" johnny offers, a little exhausted at how difficult you were being. "you just go sit in the dressing room, i'll slide you a couple dresses and don't think too hard about this. you'll look great in anything, my dear."

you agreed with his idea. maybe it'd be best for the celebrity that's known to dress nice to put you in something that'll definitely turn heads and keep you confident. it was unfamiliar territory for you, after all, since the last flattering thing you wore was a one-piece swimsuit on a beach trip with your family.

after some time of fidgeting in the dressing room, johnny slides the curtain aside and greets you with a smile, his veiny arm holding about a dozen dresses. he's got his iconic shit-eating grin as it seems he has something devious in mind for you.

"don't look so afraid," johnny shrugs, nudging you playfully. "i'll treat you right, pinky promise." he holds up the first dress, a flowy one with off-the-shoulder sheer sleeves. it looks like something out of a fairytale, and you're reluctant to deny his suggestion when he's cheesing so damn hard. you smile back and shove him back behind the curtain, giving yourself space to change.

you slide into the dress, catching it on your hips momentarily but pulling it past without tearing it thankfully. when you pull it up to your chest, it takes quite a bit of tugging, seeing as the fabric isn't as stretchy compared to what you're used to. when you fall silent as you try to pull the dress up, johnny assumes you're ready and slides the curtain aside, stepping in eagerly.

"how's it-" he cuts himself off when he gets a good look at you. you're flushed from trying to squeeze into the fabric, and your breasts (that he didn't even know you had) were spilling out of the front. his lips get sucked inward as you witness the gears come to a screeching halt in his head. his eyes may have been hidden from his sunglasses, but you know for a fact he's checking you out. "i like that one." his voice is too monotonous for him to truly be emotionless. it's like it's taking every ounce of his being to be normal.

"i don't," you mumble, continuing your fruitless attempts much to johnny's delight as your boobs ripple with each pull. "i can't get the stupid zipper up in the back, either."

eager hands shoot out to you as johnny takes quick strides to stand behind you. your front is facing the mirror, your hands resting atop your breasts and eyes focused on the man behind you. when his head tilts town to get a good look at the zipper, you notice his eyes are far darker than the typical warm brown.

his hands fumble tremendously as he tries to keep his shit together. he uses one hand to keep the parts together and the other to get the zipper sliding.

the sudden jerk catches you off guard and you're far from balanced. thankfully, your palms press against the mirror to keep yourself upright, and johnny lurches forward as his grip is pulled with you. his hands fly to your waist to ensure he doesn't topple you over.

you would have gotten up like nothing happened, and maybe apologized, but during the scuffle you felt something hard and warm through your skirt. johnny's nose is tucked in the nape of your neck when you fully realize your predicament.

as you sputter out his name to call him out, you feel his lips smile against your back. his hands loosen momentarily, but don't pull away.

"uh, sorry, doll," he mumbles into your skin, not sounding all too apologetic. "pretty girls in dresses just... gets me goin'."

"i'm not pretty," you mutter, averting your gaze. johnny lifts his head and looks at your reflection incredulously.

"you're joking, right?" johnny replies, brows furrowed. "babe, look at yourself." he grabs your jaw from behind and angles your vision on your body. "i didn't know you were carrying all this. i almost want t'take you out and get you a whole new wardrobe just to get you out of those garbage bags you're always in. pardon my french doll, but you're fuckin' hot." as he speaks, his hand snakes down your throat, your shoulder, and then settling firmly on your hip, not even hiding the brief sweep he made against the flesh of your chest.

you're left staring in awe. he was always charming around you, but never outright flirting. you glance toward the curtain; what if someone heard all this? you swallow thickly, moving back to look at johnny apprehensively. he's biting his lower lip, suddenly thrusting more against your body, letting a shaky breath as his face is now buried in the crook of your neck as he tries to hold it together.

"you got me all riled up seeing you in that, you know," he warns you in a husky voice that dampens your panties. "so you can't say you aren't pretty. feel what you did to me." the air feels intensely different than it was when you guys were just friends. he's confessing something he'd implied to feel for quite some time, but you never envisioned the day it'd come to fruition. you can't really say you were complaining when he pulls your hips toward him, letting him use your ass to grind down on ever so slightly. your stillness throws him off for a moment, and he looks up at you through the mirror with concerned eyes. "you don't seem into this. i can stop."

"n-no!" you yelp out, sounding a little more desperate that you'd like to admit. "this is okay."

"just okay?"

"well, no, but - i'm sorry, i don't know what to say."

"do you want me to stop?"

"...no."

"good girl."

he presses a little harder against you, keeping you upright and stopping your knees from buckling with his rough hands. abruptly filled with a primal hunger, johnny tugs the long flowing skirt up in bunches, gripping it tightly to get a glorious view of your ass. this interaction was not prepared for, so you couldn't help but feel flustered when your boyshort panties are fully on display. johnny just chuckles to himself as he grabs a shameless handful of one of your asscheeks anyway, squeezing hard enough to leave red prints behind. you bite down on your lips to stop any noise from coming out, but a moan of surprise slips through.

johnny wraps one arm around your midsection for stability, and the other flies up to your lips to hold his palm over your mouth.

"if you want this, you're gonna stay quiet, is that clear?" he growls into your ear, head tilted toward you but eyes fixated on your reflection's eyes. all you can do is nod. "i'll show you how fuckin' pretty you are."

he slides your panties down with ease, expelling a shaky groan when he watches a trail of your wetness follow the fabric. his cock is swiftly freed from his dress pants and he slides his throbbing tip against your folds, creating a sopping sound to the trained ear. if the store was quiet enough, the entire building would know how soaked you were for your best friend. all you can do is whimper and gasp as your noises are muffled by his hand. johnny leans forward and gently shushes you, lips brushing against your ear.

"you can do it, princess," he assures you in that husky voice before holding intense eye contact in the mirror. "you look so good like this, don't you think?"

your pupils were blown out and your cheeks were stained a deep red as you're bent over for the actor. you didn't feel pretty, still. you felt... needy.

you pressed back against his cock, and it slips between your folds before catching on your aching hole, making you twitch. the sloppy friction makes johnny moan against your skin as he hungrily matches your movements. he slides his hand down and toys with your clit, wetting the area with your own juices which seems to be plentiful. he sticks two fingers inside, not bothering to ease you into the process at all. he needs you now, and if "now" is in a clothing store, then so be it. your pussy burns from the sudden stretching, but you take it because it makes him happy to see how eager you are for him.

"i should've put you in a dress sooner," he mutters, hazy eyes staring right through you as he relishes in the way your walls embrace his fingers. "you look beautiful, my dear. angelic. i wanna ruin you so bad, baby, but i can't. not here." his words already bring you closer, but as you feel the tension building inside he leaves you empty and sopping... but not for long.

his tip slides in with ease, and he has to bite down on your bare shoulder to stop himself from losing it entirely. it's the first time in a long time a pussy has been too good for him. he's stuck his dick anywhere and everywhere, but you take the cake. his bite deepens when he slowly but surely bottoms out, his own knees buckling at your gorgeous insides.

"mmf, so fucking good," he groans into your flesh, eyes clenching shut. "my pretty girl. all mine, yeah?" you nod lazily, too entranced in the fact that his cock is buried inside of you. you'd had sex before, but it had been quite some time. years. and his dick just felt impossibly big.

"i could stay like this forever," he mumbles, almost forgetting to thrust. you remind him quickly when you shake your ass needily. "ah, but i shouldn't. you deserve to feel good."

he pulls out slowly, admiring the thin coat of juice painting his shaft before thrusting back in. he's careful to move just enough to hit deep, but not enough to make the slapping sound too obvious.

"there you go," johnny encourages you as he starts to slowly pump into you. "you take me so well, so pretty with my dick buried in you."

you almost wanted to pinch yourself to see if you were dreaming. just yesterday, he was your duo in your favorite game. and now, he was fucking into you in public. the thought makes you dizzy and you have a hard time keeping your head upright, that is, until johnny pulls your face up to the mirror again, still muffling you with his palm. you want to say you're the one enjoying it most, but that might be johnny. his once cocky demeanor is now down the drain as he fights for his life to not cum with every second of friction. you were just so good, he's already pussydrunk. he seems to be living in his own heaven when he lazily peppers kisses and licks all around your back, neck, and shoulders, breathy whimpers and moans warming your skin up nicely.

his thrusts grow increasingly sloppy as he completely loses himself against you. his eyes are swapping between you and him in the mirror as he admires your wetness dripping down your thighs and splattering against his own front. he would be mad you were ruining his nice clothes, but he's just going to buy another suit with you anyway.

"you wanna cum on me, doll?" he huffs into your ear, letting go of his fear of the slapping noise and now progressively slamming into you harder and harder. "let me feel it, baby, i'm real close."

johnny's arms readjust, one snaking under your armpit and over your shoulder, and the other rhythmically swirling circles against your clit. what once was hungry groans is now turning into needy whimpers from the both of you as you cum simultaneously. your lower half feels warm as he cums deep inside of you, watching it drip and splatter out with every finishing thrust. your vision becomes tunneled as you see stars, head thrown back as each throb from the orgasm makes you forget you're in public entirely.

he holds you both there for a moment, breathing in your damp skin. you both feel dazed, but incredibly satisfied. johnny kisses your cheek from behind, dancing his way to the corner of your mouth and then captures your lips in a messy, brief kiss.

"you know i didn't need a dress to want you that bad, right?" johnny asks against your lips, his fingers brushing against your bare thighs. "i really do think you're beautiful. always have."

you nod, taking in a quick inhale of breath to gather yourself. "i wasn't sure before."

"well, i hope you are now," johnny chuckles, and kisses you again. "at least, i hope so - hey, hey -" the embrace stops as he steps back and notices his semen dripping down your leg. "don't get that on the carpet. and definitely don't get that on the dress. we're buying that one for the red carpet-" he checks his watch. "-that we're late to. shit."

he doesn't really regret it.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #johnny cage #mk1 #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage smut #marley writes ☆

[enthusiastic-nimrod]

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#poll #magical girl #green #green aesthetic #sailor jupiter #mew lettuce #aisha winx #layla winx #rina toin #pichi pichi pitch #tokyo mew mew #kinda #not sure if I should be tagging this #but its technically right #''Powerhouse'' and ''Nature'' were left out on purpose #because they really dont feel like proper roles. especially when nature is used on all members depending on theme

[culther]

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀❝ 𝐀𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐇’𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ! ❞

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀AALIYAH’S UNFORGETTABLE FASHION SENSE ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀EXPLORED, ─── AN ARTICLE WRITTEN & PHOTO ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ EDITS MADE BY MIA GOLDS

If you ask anyone in the world to define the legacy of Aaliyah, you’ll receive a myriad of responses. Some will praise the rising IT Girl whose precious life tragically ended too soon, while others will reflect on the profound impact she’s made on their existence in one way or another.

Many others will recount her evolution from a young R&B sensation to a mature artist exploring pop music and other sounds on the brink of her prime. But regardless of the response you get, one thing reigns true as the definition of her essence: her iconic fashion sense.

From the moment she burst onto the music scene in 1994 with her first album “ Age Ain’t Nothing but A Number “ as a fresh-faced teenager, Aaliyah captivated audiences not only with her angelic and smooth vocals but also with her distinctive sense of style.

In her early years, she came out the gate pushing the envelope of what it means to be a budding artist and a free-spirited young black girl. Many of her looks effortlessly blended streetwear stylings with subtle couture pieces, rocking oversized sports jerseys and baggy pants paired with sleek, feminine touches like crop tops and crop jackets to create uniquely balanced silhouettes and cuts.

A fashion format she carried throughout the entirety of her career, through time she changed the way she presented it but the elements of it remained. As she soared into her stardom and maturity as an artist, so too did her fashion sense.

Later she embraced more feminine and refined aesthetics, favoring sexy silhouettes, tailored gowns, and minimalistic elegance. Her iconic tomboy ‘ sweet but street ‘ chic look became synonymous with effortless coolness, and inspired countless fashion trends.

Establishing her as the true style icon she was, ahead of her time and still remains today. Regardless, it was her ability to seamlessly transition between various fashion personas that truly set her apart from any of her peers.

Whether she was rocking a glamorous gown on the red carpet or effortlessly slaying in a baggy tracksuit on stage, Aaliyah exuded confidence and authenticity in every ensemble.

That very same confidence and coolness continues to resound in the world around us today. From celebrities and influencers, to everyday fashion enthusiasts who pride themselves in their physical expression.

The beauty of creating art is that it is big— and permanent enough to live beyond us. Within her short time on earth, she continued to push boundaries and explore new musical territories, and her fashion choices unwound alongside her, reflecting her growth as an artist and into a woman.

From the streets of Brooklyn to the stages of the world, Aaliyah's fashion journey was as dynamic and diverse as her music, leaving an unforgettable imprint on the industries of fashion and music alike.

𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: From Tomboy to Tommy Girl

During her debut era in 1994, Aaliyah not only captivated audiences with her smooth, soulful vocals on hits like “ Back & Forth,” “ At Your Best ( You Are Love ), “Old School, “ & “ Age Ain’t Nothing but A Number “— the title track of her debut album, to name a few… but also with her distinctive sense of fashion.

The way she dressed didn’t just resound the casual and laid-back lifestyles of the R&B & Hip-Hop scene of the 1990s, but it also reflected her confident, humorous, yet collected personality.

There wasn’t a single teen girl in America that didn’t want to be like Aaliyah. Black girls everywhere aspired to make oversized jerseys, baggy pants, cropped tops, statement sunglasses, numerous colored bandanas, and baseball caps look as chill as she did. Her uniqueness quickly made her a sensation and role model to look up to.

In addition to her loose-fitted hoodies and starter jackets, a wrist full of silver bangles and standout nail polish colors added feminine contrast to anything you’d see her in, and how could we forget her “ A “ initial necklace? Simple but effectively iconic.

Her early appeal and aesthetics can be attributed to the legendary fashion stylist Derek Lee. From 1994 onward through her career, Derek was instrumental in crafting her trendsetting tomboy aesthetic. It was his hard work and vision that helped to shape her distinctive fashion sense and solidify her status as a style icon.

Under his guidance, she became known for her effortless blend of masculine yet sweetly feminine elegance, taking risks, setting trends, and inspiring fans worldwide. Derek has also styled Lil Kim, Bobby Brown, and Macy Gray, to name a few.

As his muse, Aaliyah landed her first significant collaboration campaign for Tommy Hilfiger in 1996. Tommy Hilfiger is a brand whose name still holds the same weight today as it did in the 90s.

Becoming a Tommy Girl allowed Aaliyah to express her creativity in a new way. Their collaboration blended urban streetwear-inspired styles to cater to the day's youth and offered a sense of high-quality exclusivity. Her laid-back touch perfectly complemented Tommy’s preppy dynamic and made a memorable partnership that we still recognize and associate with the R&B star.

Working with Tommy also introduced Aaliyah to her best friend, Kidada Jones, the fashion stylist and designer, who is also the daughter of music legend Quincy Jones. Their shared interests in music, fashion, and culture are said to have led to a natural connection and friendship over time. The two young women were just alike.

𝐖𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Get it? Anyways, Aaliyah’s Evolution from Teen Idol to Full Blown Superstar!

In the Mid to Late 1990s, Aaliyah’s style evolved into something with the makings of a rebirth—a renaissance for her womanhood. The teenage tomboy crooner had grown into a young woman navigating mainstream success, and her fashion began to reflect that portion in her narrative.

Many of those who adored her for her music also adored her fashion sense as it became less practical and increased in intricacy. She traded her baggy pants, oversized leisure wear, and cropped tees for sleek leathers, fitted dresses, and high-fashion-grade ensembles that added more contrast and texture to her wardrobe.

Though she never shied away from wearing color, her palette during this era took on a more toned-down colorway to emphasize her maturity: rusted earth tones, browns, grays, and lots of black.

Her red carpet looks became increasingly refined during this era, showcasing her versatility and ability to transition between different fashion personas seamlessly. As she navigated her way through the entertainment industry, tackling acting roles and additional modeling campaigns, how she presented herself began to attest to her evolution as a person with each project she put out.

Her ‘One In A Million’ era was the dawning of a new point in her career, with the sophomore album marking a transition into a more cultivated sophistication in her artistry and welcoming bolder accessories for her coming-of-age narrative. She showed versatility as she was praised on cover shoots for teen magazines nationwide and reserved her edge by allowing her signature shades, oversized jackets, and necklaces to appear.

Her self-titled “ Aaliyah “ album era was the last project released during her time here. This era was the pinnacle of her evolution. This portion of her art saw her embracing sultry vocals and lyrics, all the while coming into the glamor of stardom and confidence with every public appearance. Statement pieces and bold colorways once again found themselves in her look. Avante-garde designs, high fashion designer-brand labels, and intricate detailed pieces and patterns, to name a few— demonstrated her fearless approach as a trendsetter and tastemaker.

This era leaves a bittersweet imprint in the minds of many. While we applaud the woman she was becoming, we cry for the sweet spirit we lost so tragically and too soon.

𝐀𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐇, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄: Her Homage to High Fashion

Her partnership with Tommy Hilfiger in the mid-1990s was a groundbreaking moment, as she became the face of Tommy Jeans, effortlessly blending mainstream fashion with hip-hop culture.

Aaliyah's influence also reached luxury fashion houses like Versace, Gucci, and Alexander McQueen, where she was admired for her daring fashion choices and ability to push boundaries.

She seamlessly incorporated pieces from these brands into her wardrobe during photoshoots, music videos, and other public appearances, showcasing her impeccable taste and fearless approach to style.

Aaliyah's affinity for luxury fashion not only elevated her image but also helped raise the visibility of these brands within the urban music and fashion scenes.

She famously wore a custom-made Tom Ford for Gucci leather jumpsuit in the music video for her song "Try Again," a look that continues to be complimented.

She rocked a stunning black silk organza gown from Alexander McQueen’s Spring/Summer 2000 collection in her final music video for "Rock the Boat." Along with designs by Thierry Mugler, including a metallic silver jumpsuit during her performance at the MTV Video Music Awards in 1998.

Her legacy as a style icon inspires designers, artists, and fashion enthusiasts worldwide, solidifying her status as a timeless muse for high fashion designer brands with an unstoppable influence.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄: 23 Years Later…

Aaliyah's influence on fashion transcends time, resonating even in present-day trends 23 years after her untimely passing. The entire thesis of this exploration is to emphasize how her style continues to inspire a new generation of fashion enthusiasts, celebrities, and influencers all these years later. I aim to stress how her incredibly unmatched talent and passion for fashion collaboratively created a legacy that still holds her light.

Modern-day stars like Zendaya, known for her boundary-pushing fashion choices and effortless blend of streetwear and high fashion, often cite Aaliyah as a source of early inspiration.

Similarly, Ciara's bold and glamorous style pays homage to Aaliyah's rule-breaking approach to fashion, with her outfits and statement accessories reminiscent of the late icon.

Tinashe, an independent artist and producer, embraces Aaliyah's signature tomboy-chic aesthetic, infusing it with her own modern twist to create a unique and captivating look.

Aleali May, who in my opinion is a fusion of Aaliyah & Kidada Jones’ essence, is a designer stylist and continues to be a rising star in the fashion world, channels Aaliyah's relaxed and understated elegance in her streetwear-inspired looks and all of her designs, proving that Aaliyah's influence knows no boundaries.

Even global superstar Rihanna, known for her daring and trendsetting style, acknowledges Aaliyah's impact on fashion, paying homage to her in her music and fashion choices. Along with the beautiful and eclectic Teyana Taylor further attesting to the power of a legacy as well.

Beyond celebrities, influencers and public figures across social media platforms continue to celebrate Aaliyah’s fashion that came before her time, reinterpreting it for the digital age and keeping her legacy alive for generations to come.

Aaliyah's style and unapologetic individuality continue to serve as a reminder that true fashion icons are immortalized not only in memory but also in the enduring influence they leave behind. Great art never expires.

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[cissyenthusiast010155]

Hey girly!! FIRST OFF I JUST WANT TO ACKNOWLEDGE HOW FLAWLESS YOUR WORK IS, honestly you are truly talented! However I just wanted to make a request for a Larissa Weems and fem!professor/reader, one shot. But the reader isn’t much shorter than Larissa (like about 5’9-5’11). Because there aren’t many fanfics of Larissa x fem!reader, where the reader is just a tad bit shorter. My idea of this fic would be something fill of fluff and Reader comes home and sees Larissa exhausted so reader attempts to calm Larissa down after a long day at work; type thing but yeah!!

I understand if your requests are filled with many other amazing ideas but I hope this makes an exception!! If not I hope you still have a glorious day AND IF YOU DO MAKE IT PLEASE TAG ME!!!

- thank you

Heyyyyy @gwenswif3yy !! Your too kind! I appreciate all your lovely words 💕 I would love to write this for you, and I hope you have a glorious day as well!

Breath, My Love ~Larissa Weems xFem Tall!Professor!Reader

Mommy…Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: SFW, fluffy fluff, kissing, moaning

Enjoy (:

It was nearly six o’clock on this particular Friday, meaning you had to start cleaning up the shop.

“Beauty & Botanicals” was your baby that you had built from the ground up. It was a quaint little flower shop, in which you took much pride and joy.

On your way out, you grabbed a bundle of white roses, your partner’s favorite. You were considered yourself extremely lucky in the partner that you had found.

Her name was Larissa Weems, and she was the principal at a school for outcasts called ‘Nevermore’.

She was quite tall and a titanium blonde who always wore a distinct red lip. She truly was a thing of beauty and elegance…

Coming out of your daydream, you realized that you were already halfway to the school.

Had you been driving this entire time without being consciously present…?

You shook the thought out of your mind as you pulled up to the school. You got out of your car, walked through the courtyard, and entered the maze of a school.

You walked through the many corridors, finding your way like it was the back of your hand.

You got a couple of stares, but you were used to them so you paid no mind.

For one, you were a normie in an outcast school…

But secondly, you were an irregular normie…

You practically matched Larissa in height, coming only a few inches below her. Your dress and fashion choices were not restrained in any manner, you enjoyed expressing yourself and you didn’t hold back. Many people called you masculine or a tomboy. Your make-up tended to be minimal, if you were even wearing any, and your build was more masculine with attributes like broader shoulders or sturdier, stouter hands.

And before you knew it, you were standing in front of Larissa’s office doors.

You rapped on the dark, oak door, holding the flowers in your other hand.

“Come in!” Larissa spoke, loud enough for you to hear her.

You walked into her office to find Larissa hunched over her desk, her nose in her computer screen, and her brows intensely furrowed.

You chuckled lightly to yourself, placing your things on one of the side chairs and walking up to her desk with the white roses in hand.

“You know you overwork yourself…” you teased the blonde, with a hint of serious concern.

“Hello to you as well, Darling…” Larissa chuckled, a smile finally gracing that exhausted face as she looked up to meet your gaze.

You sighed heavily at the sight of her worn-out, frenzied eyes.

“Are those for me…?” Larissa teasingly asked, having noticed the flowers and effectively pulling you out of your ponderings of Larissa.

You grinned and nodded sweetly, making Larissa blush slightly.

“Thank you, love.” She whispered.

You hummed in response, before continuing your thought, “Why don’t I put these in a vase, while you finish up, and then we can head out?”

Larissa hummed and nodded, her head swaying in exhaustion.

The poor woman…

You couldn’t stand seeing her like this…

You cupped her check and leaned across the desk to give her a quick peck on the lips. At that, Larissa let a breath out she didn’t know she’d been holding.

You then walked over to the flowers you’d brought her last week and exchanged them for the new ones.

Once you had finished, you gathered your belongings and turned to Larissa, “Ready to go, love?”

“Almost…” Larissa hummed, finishing typing something on her computer before shutting it down.

Larissa then got up and got her own belongings, giving you the opportunity to grab her coat and help her into it.

She hummed a light “thank you, dear…” in response, to which you hummed back in response.

You two interlocked hands, she locked the office door, and you were both on your way.

The car ride was past in silence. You could Larissa was exhausted and just needed a break.

And that’s exactly what you planned to give her tonight.

When you got to your house at the edge of town, you helped her out of the car, catching another deep sigh from Larissa (like the fourth or fifth one if you’d been counting correctly…)

You two entered the your house and you immediately discarded all coats and belongings.

Larissa was about to make her way to her study, as if she was going to start working again, but you quickly halted that attempt.

“No no no…” you tutted, guiding Larissa to the living room instead, “Let me take care of you, love…”

“Darling, I have work…” Larissa whined.

“Not tonight… tonight, your going to relax…” you insisted, as you had her sit down in front of the couch and you sat behind her.

You began massaging her shoulders, and you could feel all that tension which she had been amassing all week long.

You drew strings of breathy moans and groans from the blondes precious lips, as you continued to work her shoulders.

As one hand continued its administrations, you sued the other to start to remove the pins from her hair.

Larissa audibly exhaled at you loosening her uptight hair.

Pin after pin, her hair began cascading down to her shoulders.

You turned your entire attention to her hair and neck now.

Once all the pins were on the floor, you massaged from the bottom of her neck, up to her scalp, running your fingers through her titanium locks.

She was relaxing more and more…

You unzipped the top of her dress to gain a bit more access to massage down her spine.

Once you had worked out most of her knots, you began peppering her skin with kisses.

Larissa blushed deeply at this act, but said nothing against it, rather she cranes her neck to give you more access.

You made sure to touch, lick, suck, kiss every inch of available skin on that woman’s body.

And you could tell she was enjoying it from the leud sounds that were staring to flow from her lips.

You placed one final kiss on her collar bone, and then brought your lips to the shell of her ear,

“How about we order some take-out and cuddle for the night…” you husked know her ear.

Larissa happily sighed, “I’d love nothing less, my love…”

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[missashketchum]

My own opnion based on this post:

Diasomnia- Excuse me? I bet many in this dorm were brought up the old-fashioned way, that is, never disrespect a lady or it will be a disgrace for life (Lilia staring like a disappointed father only increases the guilt of anyone who commits any offense).

Pomefiore- For a dorm that emphasizes beauty? Not just physically but also the way they carry themselves, there is no elegance and it is not beautiful to mistreat a lady plus their dorm was founded based on the ideals of an important female figure, the beautiful queen and it would be an insult to offend a lady (even if she is a tomboy lol). They’re not barbarians like the residents of a certain dorm (cough Savanaclaw cough)

Scarabia- Jamil is feeling gray hair growing, Kalim’s laid-back, somewhat naive and outgoing personality rubbing off on the other dorm residents. (And he knows he has a high chance of bumping into bug-type Pokémon, especially Heracross if it’s after the incident in Scarabia)

Savanaclaw- Aside from Jack, Leona and Ruggie, most of the residents have brawn for brains and don’t learn to save what little ego they have left after all the times they’ve been used to mop the floor after a good beating.

Ignihyde- Do you really think they have a death wish when they hear about how Ash yeeted Leona like a rag doll when he did the same with rowlet? "No, thank you, we’re good."

Octavinelle- When a girl says no it’s NO! She already has to deal with Jade and Floyd, she doesn’t need minions who don’t understand what no means! After all, many of their Pokémon are still salty and bitter about the incidents and events from when Azul was still a jerk enslaving the students with that dubious contract.

Heartslabyul- Oh Arceus, Riddle is about to go into a new OB because he is so angry at the antics of some residents of his dorm… Well, but he always goes out with their heads and makes them write a thousand letters of apology with 100 pages :) apart from punishments of taking care of dorm chores for a week.

this^

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[naynah-pinsence]

W.I.T.C.H. redesigns

Like with my Winx redesigns, I mostly browsed the wiki and blended my favorite design elements together lol.

I did end up using more New Power elements in the 1st forms, and the original designs in the 2nd forms. Idk knowing that the girls got to cover up more as they grew up instead of covering up more as kids....not a huge fan.

Overall: Guardians got color-coded wings. I really really like the og wing shapes, but the color-coding feels more classic magical girl to me so. I did use the shoe-less element from the reboot in the 2nd form. Bare feet feels more spiritual/magical imo. I actually like that part of the reboot design! Same with the element icons. 1st forms get more of the urban part of the urban fantasy look. Comfy tennis shoes for all. 2nd form gets gold accessories. 2nd form's main colors are the darker sub colors of the og. 2nd form socks are gradients instead of striped 2 tone. Normal clothes are mostly the og 2000s look. Idk I think that Will's technomancy is less impressive if Siri exists lol.

Elyon: I used Elyon's reboot hair texture. I always thought that between the color and texture of og Elyon's hair that it looked like straw? She's got a "chubby" body. I use "" bc she looks average, but would be considered chubby?

Will: If Disney owns these girls then Will gets a Kermit shirt. Since she's a tomboy, both of her guardian forms get shorts. 1st form gets a hood. Her hair gets some of her mother's waves. Normal hair does the emo hide-the-eye thing: really lean into her angst. In both guardian forms her hair does not change length. The short hair is truly her. Her bangs get the og treatment, and some hair gets tucked behind her left ear. The heart gets absorbed into Will in guardian form: she can still use it, it just isn't physically there in guardian form.

Irma: Dresses like she's an extra on Hannah Montana. It feels right. Her guardian hair gets space buns bc sometimes in her civilian forms she wore them, and I think she looks cute in them. Her 1st form is has heavy insp from Cassidy's guardian form. I just like the top better lol. Since Will lost the og little heart on her skirt, I gave it to Irma. It feels more Irma anyway imo. Irma also gets a chubbier body type.

Taranee: I love og Taranee's civilian form. I love her clothes, I love her hair, I love the hair beads, man og Tarnee's look is so chef's kiss to me. So I really didn't change anything. I have never once in my life understood what in the world og guardian Taranee's hair was supposed to be! In og New Power, she gets dreds, but keeps her 1st form hair too???? Dreds was my only guess as to what those were supposed to be, but with NP's hair having both, I don't think they were dreds??? And they don't look like the way that braids/hair twists are drawn in the comic (og Elyon has hair twists? Or at least I've interpreted that style as twists rather than braids?). So that plus how much I love civilian Taranee's hair, 1st form gets the civilian hair. She looses the beads, but gets a a wrap colored with the gradient of the purple-teal. 2nd form gets braids with gold accessories. I always felt like Taranee's og guardian forms seemed less designed than the others bc there were no swirly designs?? I mean, she gets a small heart on her collar, but that was taken off in the animated series probably for animation reasons. I actually like the triangle cut-out instead of the heart bc of fire's triangle icon, so I used that. I did take the waistline from Cornelia's skirt (my personal favorite waistline) and gave it it her shorts. She gets long sleeves in the 1st form. I just think it looks nicer than the sleeveless look in this design.

Cornelia: Both guardian forms get longer hair. 1st form gets a choker necklace. She looses the long sleeves and gets sleeves. Looking at og Cornelia and Irma's 1st forms, Cornelia's feels like a more elegant version of Irma's, so I wanted to keep that element in a way. Her skirt waistline gets turned to become the hem of the top. Her 2nd form keeps the og collar, but her top is inspired from comic Halinor's 1 sleeve shirt: Cornelia's top is 1 sleeved with a long glove.

Hay Lin: She gets braids in both forms. Like with Irma, sometimes she wears braids in civilian form, and I think it's cute. 2nd form gets two braids combined into a single one in the back, letting the rest of her hair blow free in the wind. She also gets sleeves in both forms for max blowing-in-the-wind factor, plus I wanted at least 2 members to have bell sleeves. 1st form gets NP Irma's top with an edited neckline. 2nd form gets the heart waistline, a lengthened skirt, and a choker necklace. Her civilian form looses the goggles, replaced with purple jelly sunglasses.

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[kokiri-kid-07]

For CatoriAsmr~

Love the tomboy with elegant dress and boots combo! www.instagram.com/catoriasmr/?… twitter.com/CatoriASMR

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[dbphantom]

oh yeah i was going to do a mini write-up on why i really love how H2O flips the script on who you'd think would be hyped about being a mermaid vs who wouldn't be

Emma isn't happy because she has to quit the swim team and is super bummed because she's dedicated her LIFE to this, but ultimately she does find it really cool outside of that, especially when hanging with Rikki because they get to compete! She's also the first one to tell the others not to tell anyone, when you'd think responsible Emma would be trying to convince the other two to tell a doctor and get them all help immediately. But no, she doesn't, and she GETS why they can't and it's very cool to see her immediately take charge of the secret. "not even mum." It's also really cool to see her embrace it so quickly because it's something she can't control and didn't ask for, which you'd think would be causing her a conniption. But no, she goes with it, she's trying to convince Cleo it's okay and even shows off her competitive side with Rikki! and I think her embracing it so quickly also ties into her moonspell showing what she really wants/needs (to let her responsibilities go for a little while, which being a mermaid helps her do bc instead of constant training for swim team she gets to have fun and chill out for a bit).

Then there's Rikki, who is a bit of a tomboy and a rebel and you think oh MAN she's the type of character who's going to think this is way too girly for her tastes BUT NO she embraces it immediately! she's the first one to go out swimming on her own (intentionally)! she doesn't even get a power in the first episode and she's STILL hyped as all hell! and you know what? that's SO real. Rikki always walks to the beat of her own drum because she's always been a loner anyway and does not GAF what other people think of her. Of COURSE she embraces it so quickly and wholeheartedly, even if it doesn't match her 'aesthetic'. Who cares about any of that?! She got super powers and the ability to swim to Fiji!!

and then there's Cleo and she's the average teenage girl with the ocean-themed room, who has a deep love for her fish and dressing cute and you'd think she's the perfect image of a girl-turned-mermaid (until Bella arrives, but Bella is s3 so you know the deal already by that point) and SHE HATES IT! she loathes it to the point of not even wanting to use the proper name when referring to what happened to her (just calling them 'things' or 'mer-freaks'). and it makes sense because early Cleo wants so badly to be accepted and loved by others bc of her low self-esteem, so if she's different in such an obvious and visible way (when she's in high school where being different = getting ostracized and bullied), then OF COURSE she's not going to like it!

I love it! I love it so much! It's such a great spin on the 'archetypes'. If it were ANY other show, Rikki's type of character would've HATED it, she would've been like "oh hell no, this is waaaay too girly, you won't catch me dead as a mermaid" but in the actual show she's the first to accept and embrace it and they never really bring up how it might 'contrast' with her character (beyond a throwaway joke implying disbelief that RIKKI is a mermaid) and I love that for her so much.

And if it were any other show Cleo's type of character would've embraced it because mermaids = pretty and elegant, but NO, they made the tails realistic and being a mermaid badass (and slightly weird/gross) and so it turns everything on its head and it works so so so well. the girls' characters in s1 are peak. idc idc idc they're SO GOOD.

i love H2O

#cruddy rambles #sorry just had to get this out i love this show #H2O #H2O JAW #H2O Just Add Water #H2O: Just Add Water

[bitter69uk]

“Former sex kitten turned respected musician and actress – there’s no real equivalent to Jane Birkin on the American scene. The English bird who first gained notoriety doing the female Full Monty in Blow-Up, Birkin moved to France and fell in love with splay-faced boulevardier Serge Gainsbourg. They dueted on ���Je T’Aime … Moi Non Plus”, a hit single in which she performed what remains the most convincing orgasm in the history of popular culture, Donna Summer and Meg Ryan notwithstanding. Notoriety wears thin over time, but Birkin hung in there and carved out a real career in her adopted country, acting in increasingly well-received films and, with Gainsbourg (until his death in 1991), recording increasingly well-received albums that made the most of her wispy but effective voice.”

/ Vanity Fair magazine on Jane Birkin /

“Serge Gainsbourg, French pop’s leering Marquis de Sade, first cast a predatory eye over British starlet Jane Birkin in 1968. Their orgasmic 1969 duet “Je T’Aime … Moi Non Plus” established them as a kinky Eurotrash Sonny and Cher. Even after their 1981 divorce, he continued to write songs for her until his death in 1991. While Gainsbourg composed songs for other French chanteuses (including Brigitte Bardot, Juliette Greco and Francoise Hardy), Birkin remains his definitive muse thanks to the intimacy of her fragile delivery in hesitant French of his toxic sweet nothings (often about herself) in a cut glass Chelsea girl accent. Now in her mid-50s, Birkin still looks every inch the ageless tomboy waif and is fiercely committed to maintaining the musical legacy of her mentor …”

/ Believe it or not, I wrote the above for The Guardian’s Weekend Guide in March 2003 (over twenty years ago!) when Birkin was performing her Arabesque album at The Barbican /

Wow – how sad to bid adieu to the truly great “Jane B” (14 December 1946 - 16 July 2023). I was lucky to see Birkin in concert many times over the years: she was reliably commanding, charismatic and exuded sheer elegance.

#jane birkin #serge gainsbourg #french pop #french chanson #chanteuse #english rose #sex kitten #lobotomy room

[seleneprince]

Sometimes I like to genderbend Jace and Luke. Not because I hate them and want to erase them (i’m a firm Team Black and a fierce Jacegon and Lucemond shipper). But I like to turn them into girls because of the different implications and possibilities to be explored if that was the case.

The whole point of Rhaenyra’s plot is that she was usurped and conspired against for many reasons, but the main one for being a woman. Her sons deal with rumours and insults behind their backs (or to their faces in their uncles’ case) for being bastards all their lives, because their mother slept with another man. If Jace and Luke had been girls, it would have been even harder for them to endure it. They wouldn’ve surely been called whores like their mother, for carrying the sin in their blood. They would have to work harder than their mother to be respected, to be validated, because every single of their actions is examinated profusedly and ladies must protect their virtue way more than lords.

Imagine a female!Jacaerys, being Rhaenyra’s firstborn child and her designated heir. Two female heirs to the crown. Fem!Jace has to deal with as much shit as her mother as she grows up. She’s the oldest, and so Rhaenyra’s shoulder to cry and rely on when Laenor isn’t present. Oldest childs are usually their mothers’ main support. Fem!Jace growing up too fast and barely having a childhood because she’s busy on being a good daughter and a good sister, taking care of her little siblings. Fem!Jace working to the bone to be a good Queen in the future and make sure that her reputation is always clean (it has to be or else the rumours would grow more. She can’t stand them). Fem!Jace having anger issues she can’t express because she’s a woman and so she’s supposed to be gentle and elegant at all times. Fem!Jace being a tomboy when she was a kid and loved to follow Aegon around until the Driftmark incident.

Imagine a female!Lucerys who’s the breathing copy of Aemma. Whom Rhaenys doesn’t see fit to inherit Driftmark because she knows, and so she pushes Baela and Rhaena to take over. Fem!Lucerys who’s forced to fight for her rights against her own family because the father she loves and raised her isn’t the one she shares blood with. Fem!Lucerys being the court’s sweatheart, adored by the King because of her resemblance to his late wife. Fem!Lucerys who has a dark side too and plungs an eye out of her uncle for threatening her sister. Fem!Lucerys who learns to use her beauty and society’s expectations on womento her favour. Fem!Lucerys who grows to become a good player and decides she wants Driftmark anyway because it’s her right and that’s what Laenor would’ve wanted. Fem!Lucerys having no real friends as a kid because her sister was Aegon’s favourite, Helaena was kept close to Alicent and Aemond was Aemond. Fem!Lucerys having admired Aemond from the distance until Driftmark, realizing he was just another viper. Fem!Lucerys being the only one who knows about her sister’s repressed desires and helps her. 

That’s it for now.

#house of the dragon #hotd #female jacaerys velaryon #female lucerys velaryon #rhaenyra targaryen #daemon targaryen #aegon II targaryen #aemond targaryen #helaena targaryen #hotd genderbend #jacegon #lucemond

[dyemelikeasunset]

Hypothetically would kye and rilu be a foil to dom and mor? And did kye’s arms get bigger cause…😳

Yes Kye got bigger 🤣 I've kinda been going through a personal rediscovery and euphoria of being butch, so I've been allowing my characters to exhibit as much masculinity as I please. Kye kinda became my trans masc power fantasy lol

But to answer your question, a little bit!! I didn't intentionally set out to make intense Rilu/Kye the foils to gentle Dom/Mor but I think their influences and inspirations kinda led them there. Solaris is based on my favorite shounen and action tropes, while Dom & Mor and You & I are based on my favorite shoujo and romance tropes.

I also realized they're both black/asian couples so I wanted to make sure they felt pretty different!! A friend of mine recently joked that Kye is the "shounen rival" while Dom is the "shoujo love interest" and it had me laughing for a good while lol

Some rambling about couple dynamics under the readmore:

dommor / Babygirls:

Prince/princess, protector/nurturer dynamic, opposites attract

Fem/andro gender expression. Mor is very girlish, gentle, and sweet, based heavily on shoujo romance lead girl archetypes, while Domi is an elegant "prettyboy" type androgynous love interest

Gentle relationship, main emotional takeaway is comfort and romantic fantasy fulfillment

Sexual dynamic is either "gentle, romantic, fairy tale like", or "down to earth, comforting, and patient"

Emotionally in-tune couple, good communication. Both are very considerate of each other

As a visual thing, their skin tones are very opposite sides of the spectrum, with Mor being one of my darkest ocs while Dom is one of my palest

House cat (Mor) / snake (Dom)

rilukye / Big Cats:

Bad girl/bad boy and rivals/enemies to lovers dynamic. Connect over similarities

Fem/masc. Rilu is a cool-headed sexy tomboy while Kye is a wild, dark and dangerous bad boi

Sexually charged relationship. Main emotional takeaway is excitement, adrenaline and forbidden desire

Sexual dynamic is either "explosive, instinctual, fun snarling" or "we don't know how to communicate love so we fuck"

Emotionally constipated couple. Neither likes talking about their feelings, both hold back a lot of thoughts and feelings

Skin tones are closer, Rilu is mid-range while Kye is a little tan (I want more tan east asians depicted in media)

White tiger (Rilu) / Black Jaguar (Kye)

#text heavy / #long post / #dom and mor #solaris

[gothfoxgirlboy]

DND dragons as archetypes of girls I would let rail me

Black: sexy dominatrix, she will use you to take out all her stress and will make you bargain to get any kind of pleasure or release. There's no cumming without a deal being made.

Blue: Extremely good with her words. You don't even realize what's going on. You just feel like you're going to drop deep. Deep into trance. Sleeping as she plays with you. Then with a snap you're awake again.

Green: Very elegant, almost elven in her grace. She'll wine and dine you and make you laugh until you're in her bedroom. Then she changes slowly pushing your limits and corrupting you. Teaching you to enjoy all her kinks.

Red: Tomboy type bully. She's bigger than you and will throw you around. She constantly makes fun of you and rails you like she hates you. There will be playful punches throughout the day and they will hurt but it's just how she shows affection.

White: Small and uncaring. Definition of an ice queen. She'll degrade you without an ounce of emotion on her face. She shows most of her emotions in the bedroom as she rails you hard, using you like a fleshlight.

Brass: you are a stim toy to them. She will rail you while telling you the speedrun world record history of obscure flash games. She'll randomly use you like you're free use just because she needs something to do.

Bronze: Mommy domme. She wants to cuddle you and make sure you eat three meals a day. Her favorite sex positions are all the positions where she can see your face and give you kisses.

Copper: Shortstack gremlin girlfriend. You'll walk into a doorway covered in plastic wrap at least once a month. She loves sitting on you, face or lap it doesn't matter to her.

Gold: athletic amazon. She'll carry you on her shoulders to show you off. She'll also try any kinks you ask of her because she loves trying new things.

Silver: very lackadaisical in their life. Going with the flow, everyone loves them. Great at parties. Doesn't mind sharing you. They probably already have all the kinks and experience.

Yes you are encouraged to tell me which dragons you also want to rail you.

#the catboy author #nsft txt #sexy hexing

[elaineas-elysian]

╰►┆|| 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑻𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑭𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑺𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆 ||

🤎 //Admin’s Note: These Headcanons are what I genuinely visualize the style preferences the Sakamaki Brothers have when it comes towards their Future Partner. If their partner perhaps has a different style then that doesn't change the way they perceive them as a person nor does that change their feelings, this is just their personal preferences and what they are attracted too! 🤎

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Shu loves when a Female has a soft look/Appearance. He enjoy’s very soft and pure colors because he think’s it really brings out the feminism of a woman. Believe it or not, he's actually super into Coquette Clothing for a woman, and if his partner matches this Aesthetic, it will definitely be a pleasant surprise for him. There's a huge guarantee that when he’s not being bold, he will most definitely shower his S/O with compliments secretly especially if they think that they are pretty wearing Coquette Clothing Aesthetic themselves.

Reiji absolutely loves a woman with Elegance and Class, so if you are wearing an outfit similar to the Classy and Elegant style, it's already a thing to die for about you. A bonus for him as well is if you’re wearing strappy heels and red lipstick. That outfit combination alone to him is a to die for, and if you’re his Partner with the same Style, surely this will be something that will forevermore be presentable in his perspective.

Ayato is genuinely interested in the Tomboyish/Indie kind of clothing style for a Female. He genuinely enjoy’s how cute a girl can look when she wears Baggy Jeans and Oversized T-Shirts, especially if the girl’s hair is wrapped in a Ponytail. Ayato tends to like simple styles, nothing too extravagant for his partner, he just enjoy’s how badass the Tomboy Clothing Aesthetic is on a girl. Overall, he’s pretty much simplistic with style.

Kanato adores the Lolita style on a female whether it's Goth Lolita Fashion, or Regular Lolita Fashion. He admires the beautiful Frills and Lace, as well as the different patterns and details a Lolita dress has to offer. When Kanato is bored, he will dress up his S/O with fashionable Lolita Styled Clothing, sitting down and having tea parties with his significant other. The specified reason onto why Kanato likes Lolita Fashion, is because it reminds him of a Doll like appearance, and that alone he absolutely loves on a girl.

Laito is more into females with the Preppy Style clothing Aesthetic. He loves when a girl wears Tube Tops, Cardigans, Mini Skirts, or Flared Jeans. If his significant other is wearing a crop top with straps that fall off their shoulders and a mini skirt, it's a major lucky sight for him, a truly gifted sight. He loves when his Lover’s hair is in a Bun or a Half Up & Half Down hairstyle.

Subaru is into a Grunge/Y2K type of clothing style, something that is similar to his choice in style that can also match up with his own personal clothing style preference’s as well. He just thinks that this specific style looks amazing on a girl, and if their clothes are fitting and essentiates their figure, he is definitely most likely interested in that preferred clothing style reference. He is also interested in the Soft Styled Aesthetic as well, but the Grunge/Y2K Clothing Type most definitely matches him quite well. Ethier or, he will still be a fuming blushing mess.

#diabolik lovers #⚰️. headcanons #diabolik lovers headcanons #sakamaki brothers #ayato sakamaki #laito sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #subaru sakamaki #shu sakamaki #reiji sakamaki