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sgiandubh · 5 months

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Context, always the context

After we had gagging fun - and some, a small and unjustified heartbreak, too - with the newest 🎪 pic, let's put it a bit in context. I confess I am more and more immune to these: they are aimed at this fandom, of course - just to fuel further web wars and talks: never forget Xmas is round the corner, too. But they are also aimed at the Casuals, who still can't place McIdiot on her map and do not really care, to be honest.

So, what exactly do we have, here?

This:

After more than ten years in showbiz, our C still needs a pointer to tell ignoramuses like me where exactly she is, on that picture?

How odd. How unfair. But let's imagine I am from Mars. I have no idea who these people are, including to each other. The legend tells me nothing: just C and T and zero details. They could very well be co-workers, acquaintances, friends...? Oh, she's married to him. Oh. Ok. For sure, they ooze bliss and happiness. For sure. I've seen broomsticks act more convincingly than this.

Also, the photographer. As a very trusted friend pointed out (thank you, forever indebted to you), this Bennett guy was all over the place, yesterday. According to Getty Images (https://www.gettyimages.co.uk/search/photographer?photographer=Dave%20Benett&assettype=image&sort=best&license=rf%2Crm), he attended at least seven other high profile London events yesterday and was paid to cover them, too.

Their list immediately places this minor happening in its right context and at its right place:

"Leave The World Behind" - UK Special Screening and afterparty. The one she attended with McIdiot.

Hackett London x David Gandy Wellwear Launch Party - Savile Row tailors, established in 1983. Huge success story from a humble Portobello Road clothes stall to a 160 shops global network and a part of LVMH group (remember? LOL). The one she did not attend with McIdiot.

"Femme" - Gala Screening - After Party - UK thriller, premiered at the Berlinale last spring. Will be released tomorrow in the UK and IE. 95% approval rate on Rotten Tomatoes. The one she did not attend with McIdiot.

Skye McAlpine Celebrates The Opening Of Tavola's Christmas Pop-Up Shop, in Knightsbridge (along with Fitzrovia, my favorite London spot). Tavola is a high end tableware collection, carefully curated by Skye McAlpine - celebrated British cookbook author and an expert in Italian cuisine and fine dining. You should think two gin entrepreneurs would be thrilled to meet her, at another event she did not attend with McIdiot.

A Reception By The All Party Parliamentary Group Honouring Elton John For His Dedication To The Global Fight Against HIV AIDS. No further comments needed for this very, very posh event she did not attend with McIdiot. I doubt she has this type of connections.

The Anti Slavery Collective Inaugural Winter Gala at the Battersea Arts Center in London. Attended by royalty (yeah, ok: Fergie - but also, her two Princess daughters!), aristocrats (Count Nikolai von Bismarck comes to mind), showbiz people (Ed Sheeran - hello?) and of course, the press. But this is another very high profile event she did not attend with McIdiot.

Longines Dolce Vita Exhibition and after party - aimed at the high end luxury crowd. Another event she did not attend with McIdiot.

Smirnoff Celebrates New 'We Do Us' Initiative In Partnership With Tilting The Lens And Sink The Pink. Smirnoff, that legendary vodka which story started in Tsarist Moscow and now continues as part of the behemoth Diageo spirits group. Mhm. Now with an event tailored for the well-heeled LGBT+ and Generation Z crowds, organized in partnership with Tilting the Lens, Sinéad Burke's consultancy firm with an absolutely spectacular client portfolio, featuring Gucci, Starbucks and -hey, nice to see you! - Soho House. LOL. You would think they could have grabbed a black cab and do anything to at least drop in and say hi. You would think they would be interested to meet with the other, less obvious, partner of this event, Stonegate, a major player on UK's hospitality scene. What a pity this was another event she did not attend with McIdiot!

Make no mistake. London is a real global metropolis. Une ville-monde (a World City), a notion coined by one of my masters, the wonderful French historian Fernand Braudel. As such, it currently stands at the epicenter of all that is trendy, new, exciting and expensive and it offers an endless array of opportunities for the brave and the bold. That was but a very incomplete sample of a Wednesday night on the London scene, busier than usually with all those end of year events. Out of the other seven of this sample, she had a profitable and realistic choice between at least two or three other events. She could have even coupled that after party with at least another one of those, if she had the right network to attract an invitation.

It is also plain to see, by now, TMcG is by no conceivable means the successful, multimillionaire businessman and entrepreneur. He is nowhere to be placed on this very rich, very diverse event scene. He does not attend any events by himself, whereas she carefully attends events all alone and does it very well - wouldn't that be because she has a name in her own right, too? He apparently does nothing, he apparently is Nobody. You should think a successful, multimillionaire, ambitious businessman would be proud to be seen just about everywhere with his up-and-coming actress wife, isn't it?

The sad truth is this clown only makes it to a cursory mention in a Daily Fail picture gallery when dragged along by C. At an event she most probably managed to get an invitation via Rami Malek, her co-star in The Amateur:

That, my friends, is not C playing her Greta Garbo. That is C squandering every shred of sympathy capital she ever managed to acquire, with absurd determination.

But sure, keep on screeching, Stans. Keep on screeching. All of the above are cold, hard FACTS your queens carefully keep out of your reach. God forbid you come to the realization.

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pansyfemme · 5 months

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i unfortunately don’t have any questions i just want to hear you talk about art supplies 😔

oh well. thats not particuarly hard to do.

im real hyped because in the ‘my child is autistic and i have zero idea how to shop for him’ manner my mother let me pick my own gifts this year for xmas so i will be in possession of some sennelier oil pastels shortly. ive used them several times before, but theres really no competition. i say this about almost no media because i believe theres something for everyone- but there is one oil pastel brand and its sennelier. working with them will make you feel like you are working with a completly unfamillar medium even if you’ve only ever drawn in oil pastel before. They’re just incredible. incredibly pricy too.. oh well. I’m also planning on picking up a box of Carandache neocolor I. they’re wax pastels, basically crayons but actually good. my mother lives by the Neocolor II, their watersoluable cousin, but i enjoy water resistance as much as i do soluablity. and as someone who works in so much wet media, its nice to work with a sketching media that provides resist as i do not lose or smudge the sketch as heavily. Plus, i love sketching with crayons and other chunky media. Also on my mind is a new lightboard -_- only had my old one for a year and a half before it died.. sigh. I want a bigger, heavy duty one sometime but i do not have the studio space for that.. one day.

In terms of pens, my special interest within a special interest, my kaweco sport is still my baby in terms of writing pens. Used to think i was more of a lamy guy.. but whew! im a convert. Kaweco pens are so well designed it makes my jaw drop sometimes. I just adore them. Love their lead holders too! And no, my brush pen rotation has not changed. I use my kuretake no.40 and kuretake no.13 interchangably.. i do not know better brush pens on the market, they’re just perfect in every way possible. made the switch fully to platimum carbon cartridges about a year ago and i do not regret it one bit, they’re the only ones i’ll use from this point forward. The ink darkness, permenance and waterproofing is just perfect, and it’s given me much less feathering than i had with kuretake, Akashiya (as much as i love akashiya in every other regard) and pentel cartridges. I tell people this all the time, but the ink you put in your pen is as crucial as the pen itself. Akashiya Sai Thinline, of course, is my preferred colored disposable brush pen. just wish the color range was wider! They’re truly special tho, the muted pallete, the fact they’re waterproof, the long thin shape of the bristles.. gorgeous. because of the recent trend of ‘watercolor brush markers’ (big fan, dont get me wrong) its pretty difficult to find colored brush pens that aren’t waterbased. I’ve had a scheme to make my own brush pens someday using my personal ink collection, but that depends on my ability to find a bristle tip body that is leakproof, cheap enough to get several of, and actually retains a point. People rave about just filling aquash style brushes with ink, but those leak.. a LOT. and keeping their tips consistantly wet has a habit of making their sharpness go away, which is fine if you’re painting, not so much for lineart. So. while i do get real autistic trying to find the best brush pens for lineart.. at the end of the day, i always end up just hand lining with a paintbrush and ink lol. it’s still the best way. (if you’re curious i normally do my colored lineart in liqutex acrylic ink, specifically the muted colors series because they’re perfect in every way shape and form.)

like i said. not hard to do. it’s like asking me to talk about music. i will, just can’t promise it will be understandable to anyone but me.

#im hyping myself up to focus my efforts on one or two sustained peices rather than a million little peices like usual #i have a potential commission i hope my client is serious about this time because they’ve asked a few times #but if not or even if its small im hoping to start a lifesize nude self portrait in mixed media with a focus on oil pastel lol #ive been having a really strong image of mounting kitchsy tacky patterned fabric on wood panel and then painting totally over it nearly #obscuring it.. kinda like how artists tone their canvas but pattern

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mike----wazowski · 4 months

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got a xmas eve sunday six for ya- thanks for the tags favs @four-white-trees @skysquid22 😘🎄

tags for @overdevelopedglasses @passthroughtime @woundedheartwithin as per ! feel free not to do if youre celebrating tho lol

continuing with the shinadai fluff, as i dont think anyone wants to read the Depression Content while theyre feeling the festive spirit lmao

"You bought me a rice-cooker?"

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Daigo came back later with shopping bags. One of them was bulging and distinctly box-shaped, and Shinada soon realised why.

Not only was it a rice cooker, it was a fucking expensive one. Shinada didn't have time to be surprised, though, because that wasn't the only thing Daigo had bought. Not only were there three bottles of dish soap and a brand new sponge- he had done an entire grocery haul. Rice, noodles, chicken, shelf-stable food, frozen food... he'd even bought Shinada's favourite snack, the one he had bought from the vending machine every day when visiting the hospital. How did he even remember that?

"I thought I would go shopping. It might make things easier for you," Daigo said, laying the bags down on the counter. "Help me pack these away."

Shinada could only manage one word: "Dude!"

"What?"

"How much did all of this cost?" Shinada asked, gaping at the rice cooker. "You really didn't have to go out of your way like this! You're crazy!"

"There are a lot crazier things I could spend money on, Tatsuo," Daigo said. "These are just groceries. Would you rather my yakuza money go towards arms dealing and bribery?"

"You... have a point." He blinked as Daigo thrust the fridge food at him. "But don't you have a job to do, Dojima-kun? A clan to run? Better things to do than grocery shopping for me?"

#sunday six #my writing #shinadai #dojima daigo #tatsuo shinada

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spookyserenades · 3 months

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Hey, honey!! Glad to hear you're doing well. Don't worry or stress about the update. I'm honestly I'm always happy about learning a story that will continue.

Anyway, I was wondering if the boys ever pick out clothes for y/n for the day? I know she has been gifted different things. But I can't help but to imagine Jin getting a little fussy and manhandling her into warmer clothes sometimes. (Of course I know he's really just a gentle giant.) But hopefully you know what I mean.

Hey bby!! Nice to hear from you 💕 Thank you for your encouraging words, too... I'm not so stressed this time around, I can't wait for the update!

Seokjin definitellyyyyyy dresses her up (or bundles her up?) during the winter in most recent chapters. Seokjin irl doesn't like the cold at all, so I just picture him as the type of boyfriend to make sure his girl is warm and toasty and protected from the elements LOL. I think that's why he got her a jacket for Xmas, and Hoseok likely picked out the style. I can so see Seokjin wrapping a scarf around her with a pout and whatnot. I can also see Hoseok suggesting garments for her to buy at the shops! And Joon... I'm planning on having him have a thing for giving her jewelry 🥺 Love this question, and love the gif of jaguar Jinnie too 💕

#asks #trouvaille #dana's thoughts

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kayhi808 · 4 months

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Neighbors - Xmas Shopping

**little holiday smut w/ Bucky 🥰**

Nerd: Do you have any plans for Saturday?

Doll: Not yet. What do you have in mind?

Nerd: I need help Christmas shopping. And then maybe dinner?

Doll: I'm in!

Nerd: 😁

Doll: Did you just use a smiley emoji??? LOL

Nerd: 😠 I'll drop by around 2.

Exactly at 2pm there's a knock at your door. The man is punctual. You open the door to find Bucky ready for your date, "Hey."

"Hi." You can't help the smile that automatically appears at the sight of him.

"Are you ready?" You nod reaching for your coat, but Bucky beats you to it & holds it open for you to slip you arms through the sleeves. His gentlemanly manners, of a bygone time, still surprises you.

"Thank you." Bucky pulls the lapels closed & pulls you in for a quick peck on the lips. "So...who are we shopping for today?" Turning away to lock up your apartment & to hide the giddy smile on your face from his kiss.

"Some friends & co-workers." Bucky clasps your hand in his.

"What DO you get an Avenger for Christmas??"

Bucky shrugs, "That's why I need help."

*****

Bucky is apprehensive about crowds in general, but holiday crowds even more so. He tries to avoid them at all possible, but he thought if he had you with him, he'll be distracted enough to get by. He'd be able to deal with people if he had you near. And he really wanted to spend time with you again.

You both get off the subway & head towards Chelsea's Market. It's the old Nabisco factory, home of the Oreo cookie. Bucky is so full of old New York trivia. You wander through the specialty stores housed there looking for gifts. There are a few wine stores, so you purchase a couple of bottles for Natasha & Tony. You drag him to your favorite brownie store, "Fat Witch Bakery."

"Would Wanda be offended?"

You laugh, "Once she tastes them, she'd take it as a compliment. I'd be happy to be called "Fat Witch" as long as I get a box of brownies."

Next, you take him to Bryant Park to visit the Winter Village. You visit a bunch of different stalls, small businesses selling crafts, jewelry, specialty items. There's even an outdoor skating rink. What are your odds of getting Bucky out on the ice??

You were able to get a gift pack of different hot sauces for Sam. You're having fun rambling about every little treasure you find, but you notice Bucky is getting quieter & sullen. "Buck? What's wrong?" You look up at him and notice a sheen of perspiration on his forehead, when it's cold out. He just shakes his head, but you know something is wrong. Is he mad at you? Did you do or say something wrong? You lead him over to one of the benches. He quickly sits with his elbows on his knees & his head down.

"I'm sorry, Bucky. Did I do..."

"No. No, doll. I just need a minute." You silently sit beside him, rubbing his back, trying to soothe him. His breath comes out in white puffs in the air. Bucky runs his fingers through his hair, "Sorry about that."

"You're fine. Was it something I did?"

He quickly looks at you, "No. It's me. The crowds...they get to be too much."

You gasp, "Why didn't you say something?" You gather up your packages, "Let's go."

"We don't have to leave. I'm ok now. You're having so much fun."

"I'm having fun because I'm with you." You look into his blue-blue eyes wanting him to understand. "If I knew crowds bothered you, I'd never would have suggested the Winter Market." You grab his jacket & pull him closer, planting your cool lips against his warm ones. Your hand gently tugging his hair at the nape of his neck until he softly moans into your mouth. "We did a lot today; we can head home."

"I promised you dinner."

"I'll take a raincheck. You can owe me." You stand, tugging on his hand for him to get up. You groan, "C'mon, grandpa, get up!" He gives you a glare but lets you pull him to his feet. Bucky grabs the packages & you hail a cab to take you back home. You don't want him dealing with the Metro crowds.

******

Snow started falling on the ride home. You're glad you opted for a cab and not having to make the trek home from the subway. Bucky has been pretty silent on the ride back. You laced your fingers with his and he gives you a light squeeze. You get back to your apartment & Bucky enters with your packages, automatically kicking off his shoes. You love that he remember your rule.

"Where should i put these?"

"Oh, just set them down anywhere is fine." Bucky places them in a chair. "Thank you for today. I had so much fun."

Bucky frowns, "I feel bad..."

"Don't Bucky. Today was great! Bryant Park was a bad idea, but I still enjoyed spending time with you," smiling up at him.

He reaches out & pulls you against him, Not resisting, your body molds against his. Cupping your face in his hands, his mouth slants over yours, his tongue circling, dominating the kiss. Long, hot sweeps of his tongue against yours, Bucky savoring the soft sounds you made as he kissed you.

His knuckles against your throat, trailing down your chest, teasing your nipple through the fabric making you yearn for more. You trace the ridge of his cock with a feather light touch. Just the sight of your delicate fingers working over him makes Bucky hiss out your name. You trace your fingers down to his base, then all the way back up to his tip in one fluid movement.

"If you want me, I'm yours," he whispers against your temple, his hands now squeezing your hips. "All of me. However you want."

"Oh God. I do want you. So much."

He smiles as he lifts you, you wrap your legs around his waist and your hands in his hair, "Bedroom." You kiss his neck while waving your arm in the direction of your room.

He places you down at the foot of the bed & you both quickly undress each other. You don't care if Bucky think you are over-eager, because hell, you are! He pulls your shirt over your head revealing you in a white lace bra which he deftly unhooks, "You're beautiful." His closed his large hands against your breasts & squeezes. His palm rough against your nipples. Liquid heat pooled between your thighs. You give him a worried smile. "Second thoughts already?"

You bite your lip, "Not exactly. I don't have anything...you know, protection.

"I do."

You cock an eyebrow at him, "Oh, really?"

His cheeks tinge pink & he gives an embarrassed laugh, "Don't question it."

Smiling back, "Okay, I won't." You move towards him & unbuckle his belt & open his jeans to untuck his shirt. He pulls his shirt off & it's the first time you really see his Vibranium arm and his scars. Your heart is held in a vise imagining the pain Bucky has gone through. You feel Bucky tense, but you rise up on tip toes, finger tips lightly resting against his stomach, you whisper against his lips, "You're beautiful, too, Buck." Heat streaked down his spine, tightening his balls, making him ache and throb & you've barely touched him.

He lays you out on your bed, undoing your jeans & removing them along with your panty in one swift move. You laugh, but ease your way across the bed, propping yourself up on your elbows watching Bucky remove the condom from his wallet & tossing it at you. You fail at trying to catch it, because you're too interested in Bucky removing the rest of his clothes. Your empty pussy, clenching & aching at the sight of Bucky's thick cock.

He crawls up the bed to you, settling between your thighs, pulling your legs over his shoulders. His mouth is on you. Dipping his head and swirling his tongue around your clit before sucking it into his mouth, pulls a cry from your throat. The sight of Bucky between your splayed legs is the most sexy and erotic thing you've ever seen. His mouth working over your pussy has you nearly screaming his name. With his finger he teases your entrance with shallow strokes & light touches as he laps at you. When he adds a second finger, sliding them in deep as he licks at you, the pressure coils in your stomach & burst across your body. Throb after throb pulses through you.

Bucky kisses his way up your body. "You're gorgeous when you come." He kisses you deeply and you can taste yourself on his tongue. He reaches for the condom & sitting back on his heels to roll it on. He hovers over you before, his weight pushes you into your mattress. The head of his cock sliding against your slick center. You tilt your hip taking him the tiniest bit inside you, making you both moan. Holding your gaze, he sinks down into you, possessing you in one smooth slide. You gasp at the stretch to take him.

"Fucking hell, sweetheart".

He pulls out & sinks back in, going even deeper than before, "Oh God," burying your face against his neck. "You feel so good." The feel of being filled by Bucky was perfection.

He lets out a groan & thrusts his hips against you, getting you accustomed to his size. The base of his cock rubbing against your still swollen clit. Pushing up to his knees, he grips your hips and starts to fuck you. Like really fuck you. Hard & fast & dirty & sweaty. His grip on your hips is rough, almost punishing.

"Come for me," he growls. His hands moves to your clit and fucks you even harder. "Let me look at you when you fall apart." And on his command, you start to come again, you moan, long & loud. Your body pulling at him, wanting him deeper.

Your orgasm shredded the last of his control. Two..three more hard thrusts and then he comes. The groan he let out was the sexiest sound you ever heard. Your nail digging into his back. You felt each pulse of his cock & squeezed him back, drawing it out as much as possible.

Bucky kisses a trail from your neck, along your jaw & ends with a lingering kiss on your lips. "Be back." He goes to the bathroom to get rid of the condom & returns to bed.

You snuggle up to him & he wraps his arm around you pulling you to his chest. "I'll never call you a grandpa again." Bucky growls & tries smothering you with a pillow.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut

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turquoisefleur · 4 months

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Frozen - as a Hallmark xmas Movie

tags: Kristoff x Anna; Elsa x Honeymaren; SFW; cozy; SILLY (I warned u).

Ok, I'm no good at writing fanfics, so it's just my idea separated into paragraphs... (I- I hope at least one person will enjoy it):

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Sad Past - Anna and Elsa parents died in a boat accident, the girls lost their memories and were adopted by different families, losing touch/contact with each other. Anna, now older, a week before xmas she breaks up with Hans (CEO of "Forever 13" a greenwashing perfume company), and leaves the big city to discover more about herself and her past going to her childhood country town: Arendelle.

Lonely Father - Kristoff, a bit of a fixer upper, father of a little girl named Evangelina Kristina Trollini, or just "Eve" for her friends. The Trollini surname is from Eve's mother (a mysterious blond woman with a side ponytail). Kristoff started living with them after Eve was born. They love to do silly xmas pranks like adding raisins in Kristoff's food "because it's good for the intestine" as grandma Troll-ini would say. (I'm so sorry for the surname pun...)

A Miracle Happens - Anna and Elsa both get a dream with the spirit of Frosty Olaf the Snowman that tells them to participate in a Snowman-contest (a Snowtest); it was a draw, they both won the first prize: a reindeer sleigh ride, their re-encounter ("rein-counter" lol ok my puns are horrible) brings back their lost memories, a true xmas miracle.

Misunderstandings - "Mysterious blond woman with a side ponytail" Anna kept wondering who Eve's mother was; as Kristoff kept wondering if Anna was engaged to Hans (whom wasn't taking down so soon his "we are engaged" post on the internet as it would be bad for his marketing). "I saw no ring" Eve said to her father about Anna's hand. "A-Anna... I'm gay." abruptly explained Elsa to Anna. And thus the misunderstanding was cleared! The fact was: Elsa had been adopted into the Trollini family after the boat accident, but she was not the mysterious blond woman. The Trollini tried for years to search for Anna to adopt her into the family too so she could grow in Arendelle with her sister, but to no avail as their far relatives had taken Anna away blaming Elsa for the accident as it happened in Elsa's birthday. As for Eve's mother? She died during birth. This was years after Elsa's adoption into the Trollini, back then Elsa felt like she had lost a second sister, despite not being able to remember about Anna nor their childhood.

Coffee-shop Mission! - The totally spies duo Anna and Eve succeeded to set up Elsa and Honeymaren together, as the later worked in a coffee-shop. Honey had to work and they saw the duo spying on them, so the couple, under the mistletoe, held hands and kissu- on the CHEEK (hÁ, u were trolled, by a f/a/m/i/l/y/m/o/v/i/e); lol the straight couple Anna and Kristoff don't even give a cheek-kiss, they hugged, spun, touched forehead, and THEN- were interrupted by Eve. U are welcome, I'm very evil. Only Grandma Trollini gives as many cheek-kisses as she wants.

The end.

Post-credits Scene - Hans wakes up in a pile of coal (no Santa's present for him) after having a nightmare with Frosty Olaf the Snowman explaining he will be visited by the spirits from the past, present and the future.

#turquoisefleur journal #frozen #christmas #frozen fanfic #kristoff x anna #elsa x honeymaren #wall-e's eve

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seoafin · 4 months

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need u to ramble more about clothes i just bought that kashiko top for xmas its gorg.. i’ve been really into chinese indie designers recently like that is where it’s at!! No Romance, FlowersBirdsMarket and DoublePunch have taken all my money i even bought a bikini cuz I thought it was cute even tho I hate the beach 🥲🥲 also fall is the BEST SEASON FOR FASHION AND FUNKY TIGHTS i just bought the cutest Anna Sui tights with red and grey stars and hearts i love them sm they match my cherry red vintage bag.. i want Emilio Cavallini tights but they’re so expensive idk if i can justify that.. do u envision a specific wardrobe and clothes for RipMC when ur writing ?? sorry this was a bit of a ramble i just love talking about clothes THAT’S ALL BYE

emilio cavallini tights are GOOD QUALITY i'd splurge on them tbh i have the red ones!!!! but yes chinese designers have been going OFFFF my taobao shopping bag keeps on getting bigger and bigger 😭😭 i couldn't shop as much as i wanted to in japan because i had already bought so much luggage. my mistake. IM SO JEALOUS OF YOU WEAR THAT KASHIKO TOP FOR ME. im waiting until my next week paycheck to buy it LOL i actually love how it's styled on the website. the second the weather's nicer im pairing it with some red heels hehe

as for ripmc all of her clothes is from either shoko or going shopping with shoko (and ijichi). both of them have good eyes and shoko loves playing dress up doll with her while ripmc is kinda head empty no thoughts put on whatever shoko wants me to. i think there are a lot of skirts and sweaters. the classic skirt and loafer combo. linen pants and wide legged jeans. just comfortable stuff that also looks good. they went into a wedding dress boutique once because shoko wanted to see the latest summer collection and ripmc was like "is someone getting married...?" and shoko went "you are. now get in the dressing room" anyway ripmc is shoko's dress up darling <3

#sorry i used to be a hardcore online shopping addict before i forced myself to adopt a minimalist lifestyle #clothing-wise #i can talk about clothes and fashion trends 4evaaa #i never buy anything i can't pair two-three different ways

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sharkface-daydreams · 5 months

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Ficwip's Word game wednesday: Impress

found one snip from a Stassney-lives au right in the opening paragraphs lol and a very much unfinished Sharcus xmas schmoop I was writing for myself :3c

The two mercenaries paused the conversation at a low groan from the corner. One of the 'corpses' was waking up with an enormous headache.

Felix huffed an incredulous laugh. "Holy shit, he survived that?" He sounded gleefully impressed.

Stasney blinked in the light as Felix leaned over him. His drowsy face broke into an elated smile.

"Hey, Felix," he croaked, "Mornin' already?"

Felix snorted. He knelt down and ran his gauntleted fingers through Stasney's disheveled hair. The guard melted into the touch, blinking heavily. "It's not morning, Stas. You got knocked out, buddy. Actually it's kind of impressive you survived that because the crack when you hit the wall was just…. woof." Felix shook his head dramatically and laughed. "It shoulda snapped your spine."

Stasney was beginning to look alarmed. "Oh, damn." Locus scoffed and motioned to Felix.

"Stop messing around. We have important things to attend to, Felix," he growled. "Get rid of him."

"Well just hold your horses, Locus," Felix said suddenly, standing and turning around. "Maybe we could use him. He's obviously capable of taking a hit." He angled his helmet meaningfully at Locus. "And we could always use more bodies."

"Bodies… fer what?"

Locus' helmet snapped to him and Stasney could actually feel the distasteful glare through the opposite visor like radiation heat. "He's going to have a concussion from the impact and will likely be more of a liability than a boon."

"So we'll let the medics look at him," Felix said nastily, starting to lose his temper. "We already lost a lot of men from the purge."

"You're ridiculous." Locus' sigh was a blizzard of static through his helmet. "Do what you want," he growled, "but if he gives us any trouble, I'm killing him."

Stasney's eyes were wide, but Felix turned back to him, seeming smug. "Welp, let's get you down to med bay, huh? Locus, I trust you can handle sorting out the rest of… that?" He gestured vaguely at Aiden as he steered Stasney out the door.

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"Well, I'm impressed, Fishstick. I thought for sure this project was a bust." Terrence stares at him incredulously and gestures at the workshop around them. "Yeah, yeah, I know you build shit but glass breaks into a million fucking pieces. I figured if it happened at all it'd be the world's most tedious jigsaw puzzle."

"Well, that's not wrong," Terrence said quietly, glancing at the half-assembled ornament on the bench. "But it's worth doing. It means a lot to Sam."

Isaac gave him a patronizing face. "You saps really got it bad for each other, huh?"

"Jealousy's a bad look, Gates."

Isaac laughed. "Trust me, it's not jealousy. More like pity."

"Get the fuck out of my shop," Terrence grumped.

"Honestly, you old curmudgeons deserve each other," Isaac laughed, his eyes catching on a flower-shaped object lying on another table. It appeared to be made out of repurposed shell casings.

"Don't touch it."

"I wasn't going to," Isaac said, rolling his eyes. "I'm just looking."

"... fine."

"Sam would get a kick out of this."

"Good. I'm making it for him."

#my writing stuff #word game wednesday #i love doing these tbh #but it also reminds me just how much writing i have unfinished that my brain just will not let me work on...

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