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[dreamgrlarchive]

A Prissy Girl’s Guide to Fall

back by popular demand, i’m here with another prissy girl guide! this post is a bit late for the fall but it’ll allow you to finish the season off in a pretty fashion, and transition to the winter smoothly. i’ll be discussing the look i’ve been adorned in as of late and my fav products i’ll be using for the spirit of fall! 💓

what’s the look this fall?

the look this season is “divalicious barbie.” voluminous hair, tapered square nails and fur details + neutral color palettes. add in a few pops of pink and some sparkly detailz and you got my look this fall. “sexy chic.” i’ve been really leaning into the vibe of a runway supermodel diva emulsion. as you may have seen, my birthday outfit drew from many inspirations, focally the early nineties alaia runway shows. just immense glamour, class and girliness with a healthy dose of sexy.

“it's officially fall bbys. uggs, tracksuits, sew ins are in”

“in are warm scents, fur, leopard prints, brown lip gloss with voluminous blowouts for the fall to enhance my diva essence!”

- @realprissygrl on twitter 🎀

first and foremost…

the weather is turning so a lot of us are catching colds. take care of your health and rest. protect your immune system and dress according to weather. i almost always get sick around late september/early october and its because of the dip my immune system takes due to the change in climate.

preparation

some of you are in school like me. one of the reasons the fall is my fav season is because it’s time to get back to the basics. you should be developing new study routines around this time or perfecting the ones you have already

new school supplies + stationery. pretty girls deserve to stay stocked up on glitter ink and fuzzy pens

start saving money for the holiday season

get a handle on your halloween look early so not to scramble when the day comes

stock up on tea, immune boosters like emergen-c and medicine

start going outside in the morning to get the vitamin D and K you may lose out on as the seasons turn

set new goals and track them in a diary or planner

try to get well rested. the change from fall to winter can cause a lot of mood and energy complications due to lack of rest

essentials

a metallic pink starbucks tumbler or stanley cup

new books to read this season

chai tea and espresso for at home lattes + a pink thermos for travel (mine is a barbie pink micro shimmer one by starbucks)

hello kitty pencil caps and planners

velcro roller kit

super cute straw toppers

juicy couture laptop case for school

dry shampoo and clean paddle brush

pink ipad for productivity

victoria’s secret anything

cute hydrophobic jackets + umbrella

cute planner, i take my corset planner everywhere

clothes and accessories

warm neutrals + pink

layers, layers, layers! i’ve been pairing fur vests/cardigans, and sheer tops

cheetah and leopard print (yes they’re different lol) i’m going for the galleria chanel look this season

preppy looks! tartan, tweed and pleats have been such an essential for me on class days

cute little purses that are only big enough for your phone, lip gloss and keys. they come rhinestoned, fur trimmed or beaded and go very well with preppy lookz

chocolate brown accessories and layers

rhinestones and pearls add the perfect diva touch to any look

hoops 4ever

diamond studs for when your hair is pulled back, the prettiest detail ever

velour tracksuits

shimmery neutral pieces

feathers and gold jewelry to achieve that regine hunter/hilary banks aesthetic

fur trims on sheer tops

fuzzy trimmed half jackets

neutral toned designer tote bags

leopard print totes

blacked out shades

berets

sheer tights including tights with patterns like lace and stripes

ted baker arycon bags. they’re affordable and super freaking cute

fuzzy knitted pieces

knee high socks

cute little pumps + kitten heels

leather booties

uggs… obviously

medium telfar in either ballerina, bubblegum or gold

rubber boots with cute details like metal buttons or fur

furry moon boots

apple watch + charm bracelet stacking

beauty

brown + pink all season. cinnamon strawberry dessert girl

tape ins + sew ins or clip ins for a budget

soft matte makeup. not too matte (winter) and not dewy (summer)

neutral eyeshadow with a pink glossy lip

voluminous side parted hair with velcro roller curls OR

pin straight silk presses with a middle part

adequate moisture in hair is imperative to ensure hairstyles last long and stay sleek. if my hair reverts too fast i know it’s because its dry

sparkly hair clips

deep pink, mauve and berry blushes

lip balms like tree hut, summers friday and patrick ta

high ponies and half up half down stylez

long curly lashes. my favs are by kiss and lilly lashes or sold on amazon in the pink packaging

invest in a metal roller brush (ulta has super cute pink ones omg) OR a round brush blow dryer to add body to hair

makeup by pat mcgrath and patrick ta for sparkly lookz

beauty blender cleanser is my fav for cleaning my brushes

lip glosses + lipstick in nude pink, nude, deep brown, and baby pink

tapered square french tipz and nude nails

eyeshadow palettes with blacks, reds, browns, grays, and creams. my favs rn are naughty nude and new nude by huda, glam palette by natasha denona and the master mattes by mario

claw clips have been my fav for cute updos

warm scents with notes of wood, oud, musk, cinnamon, pastry, soft florals and brown sugar

smoky eyes + smudged liner + wings

#the prissy girl agenda #fall #dream girl beauty #dream girl fashion #dream girl journey #my posts #diva seasonz!

[dior-and-dietcoke]

" GOLD DIGGER "

RINDOU HAITANI + BIMBO!READER

18+, slut shaming, misogyny, mean!dom rindou, hate sex, spanking, oral, rin treating reader like a rag doll, degradation, mating press, slapping, use of "sir", cheating(but not really), anal, MDNI

rindou was aware of his brothers girlfriend for some time now, and he knows for a fact that you are just using him for money but as much as he wants to hate you..he has to admit that everytime he would see see you: you look fine as fuck

God, he hates you.

Rindou knew for a while now that you are using his brother for his money. He noticed new clothes every day on you. Juicy Couture tracksuits, diamond necklaces, Dior shoes, Louis Vuitton bags, and that perfume that clouded his senses every time you would walk by him.

A filthy whore, That's what you are. Not the 'best girl in the world' like ran describes you.

If rindou didn't know any better he would have fallen into the same trap, the trap being your pussy.

Rin knew you were fucking his brother before he even saw you, he just heard your disgustingly erotic moans. And rin would never tell anyone but anytime you came over and rindou would hear your fucking moans he would push his head against the wall to hear you better and proceed to cum in his hand.

Ran is so fucking blinded by your..Beautiful face, curvy body, and those slutty-ass clothes that barely Cover your perfect ass and tits.

Of course, anytime rin tried to convince his brother that you were just using ran he laughed it off and didn't believe him.

So rin decided he should just Talk to you. And that's exactly what he did. Rindou came to your house because he used to drive his brother to you and knows by now where you live by now.

He walked up to your doorstep and Rang the bell, full of anger and impatience he tapped his foot against the concrete, taking a drag of his cigarette.

After the third puff of smoke escaped his lungs you opened the door

"Oh! Rinnie!" Of course you're dressed like a whore again. You were wearing a croptop where he could see your underboob and the shortest shorts he has ever seen.

"Hi. Can I come in?" His dark and mean gaze made you feel small but also like he was flirting with you. You nodded happily and let him in. "Where's ranran?" You questioned with a finger on your lip, god you're so fucking dumb. And it's making him hard. But that's not what he's here for, once he makes you break up with his brother, he will stop wanting to fuck you. Out of sight out of mind.

"I just came here to talk to you." He said, puffing a cloud of smoke in your direction, making you cough. You suddenly saw his bulge and immediately knew what you think he wanted. He came here to fuck you, and ranran told you if he asks you to fuck, you are allowed to say yes. And rinnie was really handsome, it's not like you've never thought about a threesome with your hot boyfriend and his just as handsome brother.

"I know what- h-huh?" He began but looked down and saw you on your knees trying to unbuckle his belt, he wasn't protesting and his cock wouldn't stop twitching every time your long nails would brush against his clothed erection and he didn't know why.

"I always kind of knew you liked me~" you giggled and looked up at him with your disgustingly adorable eyes

You finally got his pants down, and you started to pull his tight boxers down, where you could already see how big he was. "Oh!" You yelped watching his cock bounce out of its confinements in front of your face.

Rin just kept looking at you, he should be szopping you but he just wanted you to hurry the fuck up.

You grabbed his 10 inches and looked at it wide-eyed. He could rip you apart so easily. You bit your lip before kissing his leaky tip and earning a small groan from him "fuck.." his fingers ran through your hair in such an erotic way that you could get wet from that if you weren't already dripping.

But all of a sudden rin got back to his senses and yanked your hair away from his aching cock.

"The fuck you think you're doin' huh?" Before you could even give him an answer he dragged you by the hair into the kitchen and slammed you down onto the white marble counter.

"Dirty fuckin' whore now you're tryna fuck me too?" His degrading and angry words didn't match up with him spreading your legs apart and pulling your shorts down. And surprise, surprise..you aren't wearing any panties AND you're soaking wet.

Rin snarled and suddenly a harsh slap landed on your wet pussy lips. Making your whole body flinch and force a whine out of you "fuckin' takin' all my bro's money for sucking his dick, you're fuckin' disgusting.." he said as he got in between your legs, drooled over how pretty your pussy looked, and how cutely it clenched around nothing.

"R-rinnie what— AH!!—" you moaned out as another slap hit your poor pussy. "Stop fuckin' calling me that, I'm not your stupid boy toy like my brother. It's sir from now on, got it? I'll show you how to fuckin' behave." His Fingers suddenly spread your slick drenched pussy lips apart and he couldn't help but bite his lip at your beautiful pussy.

"Fucking dirty hole.." you whined at his mean comment but moaned once his tongue made contact with your sensitive nub.

"A-Ahhh!!—" rindou didn't even hold back, he just made out with your pussy while his big hands grabbed your ass cheeks, he pulled them apart and let go of one of them and he slid the tip of his thumb inside your tight asshole

"N-NO, S-SIR NOT THERE- AHH!" Once you protested, he shoved his finger knuckle deep into you and wiggled it around in your soft but unbelievably tight walls. The taste of your pussy and feeling it clench already made him salivate but the way your asshole clenched as well as the cherry on top.

"Dirty whore..wanted me all this time, didn't you?" He groaned before diving back in and making it impossible for you to answer.

Your ass started to grind back onto his face and thumb, "y-yes!!" You wailed as you suddenly came all over his face and new, expensive suit.

He stood up and grabbed your hair to make you look up at him, meeting his cold and almost angry expression as his chest heaved with heavy breaths escaping his wet lips "do you see what you did?" He pointed at the Pool of your slick on his dress pants

"Get on your knees and clean it up, ya hear me?" You didn't respond and just whined, rindou took that as you being a brat and smacked you in the face "I asked if ya heard me, whore." You mewled and nodded with a quiet "yes.." got on your, now jelly-like knees, and stuck your tongue out to lick and suck at the wet spots on his pants.

This whorish sight of you sucking your cum out of his pants because he told you to, made his cock ache painfully. You kept eyeing his cock but rindou grabbed your hair again and dragged you over to your big white couch (that his brother probably paid for) and slammed you down on it before getting in between your legs

"I wanted you too.. but don't get ahead of yourself because I said that. Everyone would wanna fuck you senseless if they saw those slutty Outfits of yours" you bit your lip at his comment and clenched your thighs together

"Open your mouth." He said dryly and you just let out a little 'huh' before rin grabbed you again to slap you "i said open your fuckin' mouth." He hissed through gritted teeth, you obeyed and he spat onto your pretty tongue "swallow it..yeah, just like that..see? You can be a good girl if you want to."

You smiled and nodded. "y-yes, sir!" Rindou grinned and chuckled at your obedience "you want daddy to stretch that nasty pussy out now?"

Your eyes lit up almost immediately as those words left his mouth, rindou smiled "Guess that's a yes.." rin looked down and stroked his cock a few times before positioning it against your twitching hole, practically begging him to slide it inside you.

"C'mon say you want sir to fuck you say 'please, sir, I want you to fuck my slutty pussy, pleasee~'" he mocked and laughed lowly once you started begging like he asked "good girl." He grunted as rin slid his cock slowly inside of you. "Ya feel that, baby? Feel how good it's stretching your little cunt-"

you suddenly cut him off messily and aggressively, making out with him. He groaned deeply into your mouth but pulled away and slapped you. "Did I give you permission to kiss me? Hm?"

He slapped you again, and you shook your head. "I didn't think so." He snarled but then kissed you before pounding into you. His groans filled your mouth while your loud moans and whines filled his.

Rin pulled away from the kiss and grinned down at you "cock hungry whore.." as he kept pounding into you he quickly changed the Position by pushing your left leg against your chest and keeping the other on his hip with one of his legs on the ground, reaching even deeper than before and getting to pound you even harder.

"S-SIR!— I-i'm GONNA-" already? He asked himself, but rin certainly didn't complain, cause the feeling of your pussy clamping his thick cock so hard it almost made him see stars

"Fuuck..good fuckin' pussy..mhh.." he groaned while he tried to reach his high as he helped you ride out yours, though, the overstimulation made you cum once again onto his cock and dress pants. "Whore- fuck..kiss me, baby.." he moaned as you draped your arms around rindou to pull him down into the kiss that he asked for.

At the same time your wet and hot tongues touched each other he shot his hot and thick load deep into your cunt.

You suddenly started wailing loudly. "SIR—NOO~ I-I'M NOT ON THE PILL- AHHH!" rin should be concerned, but he instead bit his lip and couldn't help but grin

"Well, then you better start callin' me daddy every day cause I definitely just fucked a baby into ya." You should be concerned as well but just like rindou, you found this more like hot than concerning.

Out of the blue, his brother was calling him. "Almost on cue.." rin sighed and picked up "yeah?"

"Where are you right now? Mikey just called a meeting." Ran asked as his brother pinched the bridge of his nose

You perked up and sat up, staining the couch in more of Rindou's cum "is it ranran? RAAAN~" you giggled happily

Rindou wanted to die right then and there. His brother would hate him for sure!

"So you finally fucked her?" He chuckled "took ya long enough! She's good right? That pretty pussy's so greedy~" rindou groaned and hung up

You tilted your head confused "what did ranran say?" Rindou just stared back at you and sighed

"Both of you are horrible.." But you just giggled, wrapped your arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek."Are we gonna do this again? It was fun!" Rindou blushed slightly and completely forgot why he was here in the first place

"Yes..sure, baby.." he smiled softly and gave you a sweet kiss."I gotta go now though, I'll come back tonight with ran, kay?" You giggled and nodded. "okayy~ have fun and be safe!" Rindou zipped his pants up and put his jacket back on before getting out of your house and back into his car just to slap his head on his steering wheel

"I worried way too much..she..she's not that bad.."

And now he did fall into your trap, but who could blame him?

#—☆ jojo writes‧₊˚ #tr smut #tokyo revengers smut #rindou haitani smut #rindou smut #rin haitani smut #ran smut #ran haitani smut #bimbo!reader #chubby!reader

[assortedseaglass]

🌟Mistletoe | Yuletide🌟

Michael Gavey x Fem!Reader

Summary: Michael's Christmas plans are scuppered, but a chance encounter lifts his hopes for the New Year.

Content: Fluff, Language.

Yuletide Masterlist

December 15th. The night of the Catton Christmas party in Brasenose College. Term ended a week ago, but the prospect of partying with the university’s hottest boy and his gaggle of gorgeous followers was too delicious to pass up. Freshers to third-years clamoured to rub shoulders with the prime ministers and business men of tomorrow. Any way to get your foot in the door, and maybe some Christmas action too.

The single-pane windows of the old college dorm room rattled to the beat of NOW XMAS, and each time the door opened a pair of drunk undergrads tumbled into the quadrangle.

The latest two, a straw-haired girl in a Juicy Couture tracksuit and a burly boy wearing a rugby polo, stumbled from the old double doors leading to the common room. On their way, between sloppy kiss and over the top giggles, they bumped into a solitary figure.

“Sorry, mate,” the drunk boy said, watching the other young man through alcohol-heavy eyes. The girl beside him eyed the stranger and snorted. “Merry Christmas.”

Hands tucked into his pockets, scarf wrapped neatly around his neck, Michael Gavey stumbled. The pair got no reply, only a cold glance of annoyance as he made for his dorm.

Gold, string-light bulbs decorated Brasenose quadrangle, tacky Christmas trees were perched in various student windows, and the saccharine chorus of Band Aid 20 was shouted from the common room.

Michael didn’t hate Christmas. He quite enjoyed the fuss from his aunties and the jumpers his grandmother bought him. His mum snuck extra roasties onto his plate and his dad made a point to buy him each year’s Telegraph Quiz Book. This year would surely be even better. The pride on his family’s faces, each asking about his first term at Oxford. First one in his family to go to university and he gets into Oxford.

It was precisely because he liked Christmas that this one was so miserable. Michael was neither surprised nor upset when he checked his pigeonhole that morning to see no invitation to the Catton Christmas part. Him and Oliver. A pair of nobodies.

He took the new Nokia his dad got him for his A Levels out of his pocket. No texts. Punching the numbered keys, he sent one to Oliver.

Back at BC. Mince pies and port ready.

The corridor to his dorm room was empty. With the turn of his key, he opened the door. The room was cold. The ancient radiator was ticking into life and the old windows were beginning to fog with condensation. On top of his stack of maths textbooks a bottle of unopened port gleamed.

Turning on his bedside lamp, Michael gathered two dusty glasses his mother insisted he pack with him, and from his Tesco bag produced a pack of mince pies. He placed them on a paper plate and emptied the rest of the carrier bag (wallet, keys, pencil case, workbook) next to the E45 cream and battered copy of GH Hardy’s biography.

The Nokia buzzed aggressively on the table. Removing his scarf, Michael checked the screen. It was from Oliver. He unlocked the phone and checked the small envelope icon.

Something’s come up, sorry.

Michael slumped on the bed. His thumb hovered over the keypad.

Get a better offer, did you?

He deleted the text, locked the screen and threw it on the cheap duvet.

The others would still be at the pub. He could just go back and meet them there. Could, were it not for his pride. It just wasn’t the same, a group of people forced together, as opposed to those who found each other.

The pub was full of his fellow mathematics students. Spotty, eager to please and reeking of desperation to prove themselves. Michael didn’t need to. He watched as they fought for Professor Mathison’s attention, keen to discuss tutorial projects and career prospects. Mathison was already keenly aware of Michael, judging by the way his jaw dropped when Michael recited the Lagrangian form to the last letter.

With Oliver it was different. They were two outsiders, making their way in a world entirely foreign to their own, their intellect their only way in. Now it seemed the friendship Michael was working so hard to cultivate with Oliver was slipping away.  

He stared at the empty glasses. Fuck it. Pouring a little too much port in one of the glasses, Michael stuffed a mince pie into his mouth, grabbed another and made for the door.

The air was crisp, but mild for mid-December. The music of the Catton party across the quadrangle had mellowed, and through the misty windows Michael could make out shapes dancing close together, swaying slowly.

A pang of jealousy twisted in his naval and he twitched awkwardly. He wondered what it would be like, having another body pressed against his. Or rather, to have someone want to be that close to him. His mind flashed to the French girl in tutorial. She’d pressed her leg against his at the pub when Mathison mentioned a partnered project for the new year, and when he’d looked down, he saw her fingers brushing the cuff of his jumper. He’d flinched away.

Everyone was doing it. Quick flings with no regard for consequence. He supposed he could do it too. With the French girl, or the girl with agoraphobia. Lord knows, she was getting as much action as he was. But there was something in his studious nature, his desire for knowledge, that meant he had to be consumed by knowing someone fully, or nothing at all.

Perching his bony bottom on the cold concrete step under an old brick archway, Michael took a gulp of port and began on the mince pie. He took the top off, ate it, and thought of his grandfather, and how he would add brandy butter before replacing the pastry cover. He ate the rest quickly and sipped his port slowly, thinking over the last term. The successes; far and away the best student on the course, and the failures; one (?) friend. It was as he did this that the door behind him opened.

“Shit, sorry! Didn’t see you there!” You hadn’t done anything wrong. Not opened the door on his back or tripped over him. Michael waved his hand noncommittally and without answer. “Do you mind if I sit with you?”

He looked up at this. An old grey coat at least a size too big was wrapped around you, a scarf pulled up to your nose and muffling your voice. Michael couldn’t make much of you out, just the eyes peering down at him from above the scarf, but he could tell you were beaming at him. Why?

He gestured to the cold step. You sat beside him, gave him a bright smile that didn’t falter when he stared at you a little too long, and turned to look at the night beyond the small archway.

“Pretty, aren’t they? All the lights?” Michael didn’t respond. He shifted his body slightly away from yours and took another sip of port. You weren’t deterred. “You a Billy-no-mates too then?”

“It’s Norman-no-mates-”

“I don’t think it matters.” You cut him off. “Well?”

Michael turned his face to you. You were still watching the lights but sensed him looking at you. In turn, you looked back at him, unabashed and direct.

“I might have mates waiting inside.”

“You might, but you don’t. You’re out here drinking wine,”

“Port.”

“Port’s just fortified wine. Drinking on your own when everyone’s off partying.”

Michael didn’t blink as he watched you. You weren’t being cruel by making him feel bad for his social ineptitude. Nor were you prying into what it was that made him so deplorable to seemingly everyone in college. No. You were just stating the facts. Michael loved facts.

“NFI.”

“Snap.” You held out your hand and gave him your name. Michael’s heart didn’t leap, but it did give a strange sort of jolt.

“Michael Gavey.” He shook yours and his mouth twitched when you gave him a firm smile.

“What about you? Why are you sitting on a cold step with a stranger?”

“Mate’s back there screaming at her fella cos he necked some girl in Exeter after a Hooch too many.”

“Let me guess, Business Management?”

“The very same.”

There was a contented silence a while. Michael sipped his port and watched you from the corner of his eye. The fingerless gloves you wore were fraying a little. Everything looked second hand. From your slightly battered Mary Janes and baggy jeans to the bag by your feet. Even the scarf still wrapped around your neck. The hair there was bunching under the fabric and a few wisps kept sticking to your lip gloss. Too pretty to be sitting with him, and too rough around the edges to be the usual Catton-fodder.

Michael licked his lips. “What are you reading?” Please be something good.

“Computer Sciences.” Merry fucking Christmas. “You?”

“Maths.”

“Ah, we could have done with you at the pub quiz! ‘How many birds in total are there in the twelve days o-’”

“One-hundred and eighty-four.” Michael rattled off as though the answer was a grocery list. You stared at him, an impressed smile playing at the corner of your mouth. Michael’s heart vaulted that time. He wanted more.

“Ask me anything. I can do any sum.”

You eyed him with barely supressed glee. “Twelve times thirty-one.”

“Three-hundred and seventy-two. Come on, ask me something harder.”

“Three-hundred and seventy-two times eight.”

“Harder.”

“Times twenty-three?”

“Harder.”

You almost shouted with excitement. “Three-hundred and seventy-two times forty-seven!”

“Seventeen-thousand, four hundred and eighty-four.”

You giggled and let out a low whistle. “Fuck me,”

Yes please.

A broad flush spread across Michael’s cheeks and he licked his lips again. “I can also-”

“Better check madam is ok,” your eyes indicated behind you as you took you phone from your pocket. The white light from the small screen was garish amongst the soft golds of the Christmas lights, and Michael’s heart sank as he watched you scroll through your contacts list. So many names. He’d give anything to be among.

He didn’t pay attention to anything you were saying as you chatted to your friend. The shine of your lip gloss beneath the fairy lights was too mesmerising. Michael raised his port glass to his lips, took a sip and let the glass linger there as you ended your call. He was entranced.

“Love you, mate. Alright, chat tomorrow.” You sighed as you hung up and looked at Michael. “Home for me, I think.”

As you stood, Michael did too, pulling his trousers up and tucking his hands into his pockets. “Nice to meet you, Michael.” You shook his free hand again and took the port from the other. He watched, agog, as you downed it in one. “Graham’s? Very nice.” You passed him the empty glass and began making your way to the end of the archway. He followed you like a shadow.

At the end of the passageway into the old quadrangle you turned to face him. “What are you doing for Christmas, Michael?”

“Home,” his voice was unnaturally high and he coughed. “Home, to see family but not much else.”

“And new year?”

“Seeing some boring old school friends then back here before term st-starts-starts,” you were leaning towards him. With no hint of shyness, and perhaps a little too forcefully, you kissed him. You pulled back, smiling.

“What was that for?” The surprise of your lips on his made him shout, and it sounded more hysterical than genuine shock and curiosity.

“Mistletoe,” you stated simply, pointing at the small poesy hanging from the archway.

Michael coughed. “Of course, yeah. Thank you.” He made an odd movement and almost clicked his heels. You laughed again, turning into the dark night.

“See you in the new year, Michael.” Your voice echoed off the old stone walls. Just as Michael expected, you sounded so certain. In all your ten minutes of knowing each other, he’d learned that about you. The statement wasn’t speculation or conjecture. It was a fact. Michael loved facts.

Merry Christmas everyone! I hope it's been a kind and calm one. H x

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#ewan mitchell #michael gavey #michael gavey x reader #ewan mitchell x reader #mistletoe #saltburn #OI SALTBURN PEEPS #if you're fed up with the lack of oliver and felix fanfic #write your own and leave us to thirst over the nerd in peace #merry christmas! #hilde's twelve days of christmas

[i4juni]

❱ http:˚♡ 𝐲𝐮𝐦𝐢'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞! ˚ˑؘ 🪽 ·˚

yumi is very open to anything that is labeled as 'controversial' in fashion and is often involved in controversy because of her choice of clothing, as most of it is very different from the korean standard.

ıllı 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 !

she loves her parachute pants for practices.

it gives her the mobility she needs plus, they look dope on her.

her color pallette is very monochrome and neutral, she loves how versatile the colors are and how she can mix and match them without having to worry if the colors work together or not.

most of them time she goes to practice with a short sleeved shirts but when the day is cooled she usually goes with long sleeves. in the rare occasion the heat is unbearable, she opts for a sports bra.

ıllı 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧 !

she LOVES her mini skirts, they're the main piece of clothing in her closet.

again, very neutral colors.

her mini skirts have gotten her in some trouble as many netizens think they're too short. but she really doesn't care as she's the one wearing it and if she likes it and feels confident in it, she'll wear it.

she is always in skirts, owning only some jeans (that are low-rise, as those are the only jeans that she likes).

ıllı 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 !

mini dress galore.

as you can see, yuyu loves anything mini lmao.

80% of the dresses are black or close to black, 15% are white and 5% of them are colorful.

she doesn't usually wear her dresses on a her day to day life. she wears them more when going out with friends and stuff like that.

ıllı 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 !

priced possessions pt. 1

she cannot live without them.

most of the time she's wearing her black, knee high heels, which are a staple in her style.

fans have made compilations of her wearing them. that's how much she eats them.

ıllı 𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬 !

prices possessions pt. 2

she always been a sneaker girly, ever since childhood.

her older brother was a big influence in this, as yumi always wanted to be him when little. this including his shoe collection.

she never outgrew it and has been upgrading her shoe collection ever since.

her favorite silhouette are the Jordan 4s.

ıllı 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 !

not much to say here really.

she loves wearing slippers at home and has a huge variety of them, as you may see.

her favorites are her brown crocks, wearing everywhere and anywhere.

ıllı 𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧 !

very iconic outfits are here.

probably the most iconic outfit from here is her green juicy couture tracksuit, which she wore to the us.

she loves feeling comfortable but chic, and you can see how it plays out in her airport fashion.

ıllı 𝐣𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐫𝐲 !

yumi is a silver jewelry girly but doesn't mind wearing gold from time to time.

she started wearing more jewelry I'm 2021, when she finally had the money to buy herself the jewelry she wanted.

her most iconic piece is her Vivian Westwood necklace, which was a gift from her members for her 18th birthday.

#enhypen 8th member #enhypen female addition #enhypen female member #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen added member #enhypen female oc #enhypen reactions #enhypen ff #enhypen x oc #kpop idol oc #fake kpop idol #kpop female oc #kpop female addition #fake kpop group #fictional kpop idol #kpop addition #kpop ff #˚₊໒🪽꒱ 𝐲𝐮𝐲𝐮 : 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 ₊˚

[bvnniiluvss]

Wish listᰔ

Pink uggs

Korillakuma plushies

Hello kitty plushies

Hello kitty makeup brushes

Hello kitty mirror

Short pink murder robe

Necklace with my name on in gold

Laneige lip mask

Pink jacket

Hello kitty necklace

Miss Dior perfume

Vintage Dior saddle bag

Juicy couture bag

Victoria Secret striped tote bag

Miu Miu frames glasses

Silk bonnet in pink

Gold Kendra Scott Bow locket

Cherry blossom Dior bag

Pink chanel bag

My mum made it bag

Chanel compact mirror

White fur coat

Fur boots

Rinestone letter shirts

Bebe shirts

Hello kitty wallets

Black kitten heels

Loui vittoin vintage denim kitten heels

Tory Burch sandles

Juicy courture platforms

Sparkley pink heels

Dainty tennis bracelet

Juicy tracksuits

Pink lululemon define jacket

Black Victoria Secret pullover yoga pants

Fluffy kitten heels

Chanel stud earrings

Pink leg warmers

Off sleeve with fur

Fluffy pen

Chloe Elizabeth shirts, and dresses.

Pink day planner

Dior heels

Miu Miu heels

#bambi doll #dolly aesthetic #fashion #barbie #self care #coqquette #self love #bambi aesthetic #wishlist #manifesting

[imeverywoman420]

PATENTED RULES FOR THRIFTING-

Old h&m and forever21. I mean old old. Youll find clothes made before they switched to shitty cheesecloth material.

Basics like tank tops and t shirts and leggings. Again, New fast fashion is made from very very cheap material. Cotton and linen are made to last. Just check for stains

Look thru the pajamas section it could save your life… u might find a fucking juicy tracksuit. Also those silk VS gold label robes >>>

Hit up ALL thrift stores u see not just name brand good will salvation army etc. Church thrift stores, flea markets, charity stores etc. Go to them all.

Old VS pink and aeropostale/hollister sweatpants!! I LOVE pink sweatpants and loungewear. Thats an ACTUAL y2k vibe that you cant find on fashion nova.. u cant imitate a pair of low rise hot pink sweat pants.

Juicy couture, delias, WET SEAL!!!!!!!! fave brands to find

Only buy things you really really like. Its tempting to say what the hell cause its cheap and Maybeee you could wear it. Dont. Unless u really want it.

Honestly unless you look good in yellow or green or orange- skip those sections. Focus all your time in black/blue/red/purple/pink. Theres never anything cute in the yellow and green section you know it.

[why-so-serious-lucifer]

K-pop Discography Deep Dives: SHINHWA (Part ONE)

(Content Warning: this contains discussion of racism, anti-blackness, and the n-word)

SHINHWA was formed in 1998 and is currently the longest running k-pop group in history, breaking the so-called 7-year curse three (and a half) times over. They have six members: Eric, Minwoo, Dongwan, Hyesung, Junjin, and Andy, who have been together since the beginning, and are one of the most formative groups of k-pop’s 1st generation.

Here are my credentials: uh…none? I can name about three SHINHWA songs off of the top of my head, which is slightly embarrassing. I know of course about their incredible legacy, but similarly to BTS, I’ve been a k-pop fan for half a decade now so I figured it’s time to get to know such an important group better.

Haegyeolsa (in English, “Resolver”) is the first single from the first album, which follows the more Western idea of several singles per release rather than the one or two more common in K-pop now. It’s a statement right out of the gate, combining the sound of rumbling thunder, strings, a rock guitar, a piano, and a very 1st / 2nd gen sound. I’m not the biggest rap person, truth be told, but even I can admit that there’s some great flow here, and I ended up nodding along. It’s more on the R & B side than I expected given SHINHWA’s image, and I was pleasantly surprised by how much I liked it. It’s very 1998, of course, but in a warmly nostalgic way (she says as though she was a teenager in 1998).

Sidenote: I have so many questions about the music video. What in the name of all that is dark and unholy are those sparkly gold…Juicy Couture-esque tracksuits? Why are they on a swinging pendulum? Why’s it in slow motion? What is this terrible lighting? Why are there famous photos in black and white? I can’t decide if this is horrible or the best thing I’ve ever seen. Maybe it’s both? Maybe I’ll make up my mind by the end of this review.

Eusha Eusha! is a little more what I was expecting in terms of the breakneck-speed tempo, but with its bright synths and high voices, it has an overall happy vibe that surprised me. I enjoyed this one more than Haegyeolsa, definitely, and was surprised by how k-poppy it felt, especially in terms of structure. I can see why many people consider this album the birth of what’s now classified under 1st gen. It’s a bit of an odd little track, with the reggae (?) influences, vocalizing, and beat drops, but it’s very charming. The MV also made me laugh, but is much more what I expect from k-pop, and is quite cutesy with terrible quality (and way too many male gaze-y shots of the women in bathing suits). But it’s also a lot of fun.

Sharing Forever also feels like k-pop in its very early form, albeit more on the R & B ballad side, and is a little forgettable, but still nice. I think that it’s probably partly my own assumption from the image that “powerful” boy groups now tend to have, but as mentioned, I was very surprised (pleasantly, mostly) by how gentle and vulnerable their singles so far have been and how much English is there too.

From the first album, Haegyeolsa / Resolver, I enjoyed the quirky, surf-rock beat of Rock & Roll Summer, the vocalizing in the background of Kiga Jalatsseoyo, the sample and catchy beat of Bisanggu, and the jazzy R & B of Thanks. Also, special shout-out to the incredibly dramatic spoken English in the ballad Neul Naega Weonhaneun Geoseun, because I got a little bit of a chuckle out of that, truth be told. It’s nice to know that not everything in k-pop has changed.

So, I wanted to put in a warning right here: Noonmool has the n-word in it, spoken at the very beginning, and I nearly choked on my water because it felt like it punched me in the face out of nowhere. I try not to include any discussion of controversy with songs because often it’s either contrived or not relevant to the song itself (as infuriating as it is that an idol is wearing box braids in a video again, that’s normally the fault of the stylist or company and usually doesn’t translate to the music).

But, I feel like it’d be a disservice to every black k-pop fan if I praised the song without even mentioning it. What angers me the most about it being here is not just that it’s racist (which, I sincerely hope I don’t need to say that it is) but that it’s so unnecessarily so, in a language that most of the song isn’t even in. It just feels like effort was taken to make it that way, which is even worse.

Yo! is a very angry song right out of the gate, much angrier than most k-pop gets these days (it starts with a “we return to the battle ground; we are SHINHWA”, for starters), and channels the very specific vein of rage that only people under 25 really have. After saying that, it seems that SHINHWA is incredibly determined to surprise me, because this song is all about living your life for yourself and having confidence, albeit not without a fair share of angst because this was 1999.

And just when I was ready to say that this song is great…I realized that it also includes the n-word, this time in the damn chorus. (I didn’t realize before because there’s a word in Korean, “naega”, that means “I” and sounds very similar.) Come on, guys. What makes this even sadder is that I genuinely do love this song; it’s incredibly catchy and it’s got a great message, that it completely undermines by using one of the worst racial slurs four times.

Look, I know that this was a quarter-century ago. I know that they were teenagers in Korea and I doubt that they knew the incredibly painful history of the word. I’m not saying that they’re horrible people. But that doesn’t mean we should shrug our shoulders and give them a pass. I’m glad to hear that they censor it in live performances now (after the highly publicized cover by RM, i believe, correct me if I’m wrong), but it shouldn’t have been there in the first place. Let’s hope that this is the last paragraph I have to write about this.

T.O.P. (an acronym for Twinkling of Paradise) starts with a gentle string section before going into the kind of slow R & B hip-hop that I’d expected. It seems fairly standard by the era, but it was a nice track, all in all. I enjoyed its later moments more than its earlier ones, definitely, since the instrumentation gets more fun and unique, and…spacey, maybe?

Remember how I said that I hoped I didn’t have to mention the n-word again? I spoke too soon, because here we are again, and I’m not going to repeat myself because if I do then I might throw something, but suffice to say that I’m seeing red and feeling sick right now, and I’m not even black. I can’t even imagine how someone who is would feel, because this is horrifying. I’d love to hear your thoughts if you are, though.

From the second album, T.O.P., I enjoyed the mix between the breathy hip-hop and surprisingly harsh-rock yells in the pre-choruses of Cycle, the rushing intro of Breaking the Silence, the smooth vocalizing in Desire, the interpolation of brass in To.G, and especially the swirling electro of Grief. And again, the incredibly dramatic English intro in Nothing made me laugh, so kudos.

Only One is most similar to T.O.P. from the songs so far; it’s incredibly 90’s, reliant on the hip-hop and R & B common for the time, and thus isn’t the most engaging track without others. However, its harmonizing is great and makes for a much better song, especially in its last minute and final chorus (and made me appreciate their voices much more).

All Your Dreams’ opening feels tailor-made to a dance floor with gentle strings and a soft piano, then decides to just go for it with a guitar riff out of nowhere. I confess I liked this one more from the start; its driving beat, catchiness, and more engaging vocals won me over even before the first chorus. I even enjoyed the rapping, and found myself nodding my head. SHINHWA’s voices are very suited to this kind of rock style. First Love, unsurprisingly, is very classic in the realm of ballads; “this one’s for you” is in the spoken word intro. It’s very pretty, but ultimately forgettable. And it definitely doesn’t need a rap.

From the album, Only One, I enjoyed the rock guitar riffs mixed with the interesting strings from the Intro and I Wanna Be, the excellent driving beat of Jam #1, the background vocalizing of Never Come To Me, the build-up in Change, and the beat in Vortex (which really reminded me of I Need U by BTS, or, I suppose, that reminds me of this).

And, I sincerely wish that I didn’t have to mention this yet again, but the song Soul again mentions the n-word, several times, something that’s particularly egregious as it’s a love song and also includes the phrase “this goes out to my homeboys and brothers up there” in an all-English verse that was clearly inspired by American rap / hip-hop and black culture, without the incredibly important centuries-long context that that culture was born in, something that’s also incredibly disrespectful to all of the artists that they’re “taking inspiration” from.

Imagine if an African-American person used specific Korean words from the Japanese Occupation period that have a long history as slurs against Korean people. They would be justifiably furious. We’re now in the year 2000, by the way, three years and four albums into their careers, and this is the fifth song that’s featured the n-word, although due to the word similarity I’ve mentioned earlier, there could be more that I’ve missed.

Hey, Come On! is much more in the vein of you-can-do-it pop, and has a very light, twinkling background synth in the lead, with a driving beat and more spacey electro-pop. It’s not one of my favorites, but I’m not mad at it; the music video is quite weird, but it’s fun, and it gave me some good laughs. The “Hey, come on! Don’t give up!” is honestly very sweet.

Wild Eyes gives off action movie vibes from its very first moments, and draws on some vintage 60’s inspiration and marries it with 80’s synths for what’s a pretty solid combination with their strong voices. There’s some very interesting word choices here, (like “I’ve been rollin’ in the streets”; have you, Junjin? Have you, really? You grew up in Seoul, not South Side Chicago, calm down) and I’m not sure if it’s there because of hip-hop inspiration or what, but it’s…noticeable, especially with a very weird science fiction MV.

I don’t really understand why they had to be shirtless for this, but whatever. Tragically for them (and their stylists), I happen to be aro ace and thus just end up annoyed. I do not, in fact, want a man like a winner, thanks. It is a really catchy song, though, when I think of it like War Of Hormone by BTS: a little bit ridiculous, but all in good fun.

From the album, Hey, Come On!, From the album, Hey, Come On!, I enjoyed the classical sample in Reminiscence, the slight doo-wop and their especially nice voices in Falling In Love, the excellent driving background beat and oddly…bubbly? instrumentals in Never Can Rewind, the synths in Trippin’, and the soothing “everytime, every night” from Sure I Know. I swear though, if they include “baby girl” in one more song, I will steal a Tardis and travel back to 2002 out of pure cringe.

Perfect Man is one of the few songs that I already knew of SHINHWA, since it’s very widely covered and pretty popular still in the world of k-pop. It’s considered a classic, and for good reason: it’s catchy, it’s angsty, it blends their signature hip-hop, 90’s / 2000’s pop, synths, and rock influences together, and it’s also a love song, meaning it was basically destined to become a hit. This is, genuinely, a great song, and I really enjoyed it. I Pray 4 U is a pretty usual ballad for the time, and while it’s pretty, it also, like First Love, doesn’t leave much of an impression.

From the album, Perfect Man, I enjoyed the easy-going flow of Shout, the twinkling background and harmonizing in Free, the catchy beat of Fly High, and . the piano in Reason.  And just when I thought that we were doing well…here comes the n-word again, this time in the very beginning of the song Last Zone. I’ve said all I’ll say, so let’s leave this here.

And here’s where we’ll leave off for part one! It’s…definitely a mixed bag so far, that’s for certain, but I’ll leave my final thoughts until the end. I have a feeling (call it intuition) that this is going to end up being a three parter, so we'll have to see.

#k-pop #review #k-pop deep dive #k pop boy groups #shinhwa #Eric #minwoo #dongwan #kim dongwan #hyesung #junjin #andy #legend #K-pop 1st Gen #resolver #eusha eusha #yo #t.o.p. #only one #hey come on #perfect man #deep sorrow #tw: racism #tw: anti-blackness #Spotify

[mysterymirrors]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Vintage Y2K Juicy Couture Crown Mar Black & Gold Velour/Velvet Zip-Up Hoodie - L.

[raehippie]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Juicy Couture tracksuit sweatpants.

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Y2K is Here to Stay: Inspiration for Fancy Summer Outfits

Stuck for ideas on fancy summer outfits that incorporate the hottest Y2K styles? We’ve got you.

We’ve put together some fancy summer outfits to channel Y2K in your wardrobe this season!

Stuck on what to wear? You need to check out our Y2K outfit inspo!

Whether you want to dive headfirst into the world of Y2K fashion this summer, or you’re just looking for some pointers on how to add a touch of ’90s and noughties nostalgia to your fits, we’ve got you covered with our selection of style inspiration for some super fancy summer outfits.

Velour tracksuits

This has to be one of the most iconic noughties getups, with brands like Juicy Couture rocked by the likes of Britney, Paris Hilton, and J-Lo on a regular basis back in the day. If you don’t want to go full velour, no worries — try mixing and matching your tracksuit. Pair some pastel velour bottoms with a cute crop top or baby tee, a pair of chunky gold-toned earrings, and some comfy summer sandals, and you’re good to go!

Double denim

Y2K definitely has its own unique take on the double denim trend, with styles tending to lean towards matching sets in order to create an eye-catching silhouette. Flares and bootcut jean styles are big, with a fitted or cropped denim jacket or top. Match with your go-to pair of statement graduated shades to seamlessly finish off the look.

Accessories galore

If you don’t want to go head-to-toe Y2K, but still want to incorporate the style into your summer outfits this year, accessories are the way to go. Give any outfit a pop of noughties vibes by adding a bandana, a choker, some butterfly clips, or an iconic baguette bag. Basically, channel Carrie Bradshaw from Sex and the City, and you’re well on your way!

Bratz dolls

Remember Bratz’s passion for fashion? Let’s face it, we all wanted to pull off some of those styles, and the preppy and colorful looks are well and truly back for the summer. If you weren’t here for it the first time around, hop on the trend now! One of the key pieces you’ll need to pull it off is a pleated, uniform-style skirt. They can be styled in so many ways: with a crop top, a baggy sweater, knee-high boots, or casual sneakers. Add a chic Parisian beret, and you’ll totally nail that Bratz aesthetic! Do Y2K your way this season! We’d love to see your takes on the trend. Tag us in your best fancy summer outfits @mobilestylesapp on Insta, Twitter, or Facebook!

[dior-and-dietcoke]

—GOLD DIGGER! GOLD DIGGER! ୨ ︎ˎ-

RINDOU HAITANI + BIMBO!READER

18+, slut shaming, misogyny, mean!dom rindou, hate sex, spanking, oral, rin treating reader like a rag doll, degradation, mating press, slapping, use of "daddy", cheating, anal, all characters are over 18, readers skin color is not mentioned

rindou was aware of his brothers girlfriend for some time now, and he knows for a fact that you are just using him for money but as much as he wants to hate you..he has to admit that everytime he would see see you: you look fine as fuck

彡MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

God he hates you.

Rindou knew for a while now that you are using his brother for his money, he noticed new clothes every day on you. Juicy Couture tracksuits, diamond necklaces, Dior shoes, Louis Vuitton bags, and that perfume that clouded his senses every time you would walk by him.

A filthy whore, That's what you are. Not the 'best girl in the world' like ran describes you.

If rindou didn't know any better he would have fallen into the same trap, the trap being your pussy.

Rin knew you were fucking his brother before he even saw you, he just heard your disgustingly erotic moans. And rin would never tell anyone but anytime you came over and rindou would hear your fucking moans he would push his head against the wall to hear you better and proceed to cum in his hand.

Ran is so fucking blinded by your..Beautiful face, curvy body, and those slutty-ass clothes that barely Cover your perfect ass and tits.

Of course, anytime rin tried to convince his brother that you are just using ran he laughs it off and doesn't believe him.

So rin decided he should just Talk to you. And that's exactly what he did. Rindou came to your house because he used to drive his brother to you and knows by now where you live by now.

He walked up to your door step and Rang the bell, full of anger and impatience he tapped his foot against the concrete taking a drag of his cigarette.

After the third puff of smoke escaped his lungs you opened the door

"Oh! Rinnie!" Of course you're dressed like a whore again. You were wearing a croptop where he could see your underboob and the shortest shorts he has ever seen.

"Hi. Can I come in?" His dark and mean gaze made you feel small but also like he was flirting with you. You nodded happily and let him in "where's ranran?" You questioned with a finger on your lip, god you're so fucking dumb. And it's making him hard. But that's not what he's here for, once he makes you break up with his brother, he will stop wanting to fuck you. Out of sight out of mind.

"I just came here to talk to you." He said puffing a cloud if smoke in your direction making you cough. You suddenly saw his bulge and immediately knew what you think he wanted. He came here to fuck you, and ranran told you if he asks you to fuck, you are allowed to say yes. And rinnie was really handsome, it's not like you've never thought about a threesome with your hot boyfriend and his just as handsome brother.

"I know what- h-huh?" He began but looked down and saw you on your knees trying to unbuckle his belt, he wasn't protesting and his cock wouldn't stop twitching every time your long nails would brush against his clothed erection and he didn't know why.

"I always kind of knew you liked me~" you giggled and looked up at him with your disgustingly adorable eyes

You finally got his pants down and you started to pull his tight boxers down, where you could already see how big he was. "Oh!" You yelped watching his cock bounce out of its confinements in front of your face.

Rin just kept looking at you, he should be szopping you but he just wanted you to hurry the fuck up.

You grabbed his 10 inches and looked at it wide-eyed, he could rip you apart so easily. You bit your lip before kissing his leaky tip and earning a small groan from him "fuck.." his fingers ran through your hair in such an erotic way that you could get wet from that if you weren't already dripping.

But all of a sudden rin got back to his senses and yanked your hair away from his aching cock.

"The fuck you think you're doin' huh?" Before you could even give him an answer he dragged you by the hair into the kitchen and slammed you down onto the white marble counter.

"Dirty fuckin' whore now you're tryna fuck me too?" His degrading and angry words didn't match up with him spreading your legs apart and pulling your shorts down. And surprise, surprise..you aren't wearing any panties AND you're soaking wet.

Rin snarled and suddenly a harsh slap landed on your wet pussy lips. Making your whole body flinch and force a whine out of you "fuckin' takin' all my bro's money for sucking his dick, you're fuckin' disgusting.." he said as he got in between your legs, drooled over how pretty your pussy looked, and how cutely it clenched around nothing.

"R-rinnie what— AH!! " you moaned out as another slap hit your poor pussy. "Stop fuckin' calling me that, I'm not your stupid boy toy like my brother. It's daddy from now on, got it? I'll show you how to fuckin' behave." His Fingers suddenly spread your slick drenched pussy lips apart and he couldn't help but bite his lip at your beautiful pussy.

"Fucking dirty hole.." you whined at his mean comment but moaned once his tongue made contact with your sensitive nub.

"A-Ahhh!!—" rindou didn't even hold back, he just made out with your pussy while his big hands grabbed your ass cheeks, he pulled them apart and let go of one of them and he slid the tip of his thumb inside your tight asshole

"N-NO D-DADDY NOT THERE- AHH!" once you protested he shoved his finger knuckle deep into you and wiggled it around in your soft but unbelievably tight walls. The taste of your pussy and feeling it clench already made him salivate but the way your asshole clenched as well as the cherry on top.

"Dirty whore..wanted me all this time, didn't you?" He groaned before diving back in and making it impossible for you to answer.

Your ass started to Grind back onto his face and thumb, "y-yes!!" You wailed as you suddenly came all over his face and new, expensive suit.

He stood up and grabbed your hair to make you look up at him, meeting his cold and almost angry expression as his chest heaved with heavy breaths escaping his wet lips "do you see what you did?" He pointed at the Pool of your slick on his dress pants

"Get on your knees and clean it up, ya hear me?" You didn't respond and just whined, rindou took that as you being a brat and smacked you in the face "I asked if ya heard me, whore." You mewled and nodded with a quiet "yes.." got on your, now jelly-like knees, and stuck your tongue out to lick and suck at the wet spots on his pants.

This whorish sight of you sucking your cum out of his pants because he told you to, made his cock ache painfully. You kept eyeing his cock but rindou grabbed your hair again and dragged you over to your big white couch (that his brother probably paid for) and slammed you down on it before getting in between your legs

"I wanted you too..but don't get ahead of yourself because I said that. Everyone would wanna fuck you senseless if they saw those slutty Outfits of yours" you bit your lip at his comment and clenched your thighs together

"Open your mouth." He said dryly and you just let out a little 'huh' before rin grabbed you again to slap you "i said open your fuckin' mouth." He hissed through gritted teeth, you obeyed and he spat onto your pretty tongue "swallow it..yeah, just like that..see? You can be a good girl if you want to."

You smiled and nodded "y-yes, daddy!" Rindou grinned and chuckled at your obedience "you want daddy to stretch that nasty pussy out now?"

Your eyes lit up almost immediately as those words left his mouth, rindou smiled "Guess that's a yes.." rin looked down and stroked his cock a few times before positioning it against your twitching hole, practically begging him to slide it inside you.

"C'mon say you want daddy to fuck you say 'please daddy, I want you to fuck my slutty pussy, pleasee~'" he mocked and laughed lowly once you started begging like he asked "good girl." He grunted as rin slid his cock slowly inside of you. "Ya feel that, baby? Feel how good it's stretching your little cunt-"

you suddenly cut him off by messily and aggressively making out with him, he groaned deeply into your mouth but pulled away and slapped you "did I give you permission to kiss me? Hm?"

He slapped you again and you shook your head "didn't think so." He snarled but then kissed you before pounding into you. His groans filled your mouth while your loud moans and whines filled his.

Rin pulled away from the kiss and grinned down at you "cock hungry whore.." as he kept pounding into you he quickly changed the Position by pushing your left leg against your chest and keeping the other on his hip with one of his legs on the ground, reaching even deeper than before and getting to pound you even harder.

"D-DADDY! I-i'm GONNA-" already? He asked himself, but rin certainly didn't complain, cause the feeling of your pussy clamping his thick cock so hard it almost made him see stars

"Fuuck..good fuckin' pussy..mhh.." he groaned while he tried to reach his high as he helped you ride out yours, though, the overstimulation made you cum once again onto his cock and dress pants. "Whore- fuck..kiss me, baby.." he moaned as you draped your arms around rindou to pull him down into the kiss that he asked for.

At the same time your wet and hot tongues touched each other he shot his hot and thick load deep into your cunt.

You suddenly started wailing loudly "D-DADDY- NOO~ I-I'M NOT ON THE PILL- AHHH!" rin should be concerned but he instead bit his lip and couldn't help but grin

"Well, then you better start callin' me daddy every day cause I definitely just fucked a baby into ya." You should be concerned as well but just like rindou, you found this more like hot than concerning.

Out of the blue, his brother was calling him. "Almost on cue.." rin sighed and picked up "yeah?"

"Where are you right now? Mikey just called a meeting." Ran asked as his brother pinched the bridge of his nose

You perked up and sat up, staining the couch in more of Rindou's cum "is it ranran? RAAAN~" you giggled happily

Rindou wanted to Die right then and there. His brother would hate him for sure!

"So you finally fucked her?" He chuckled "took ya long enough! She's good right? That pretty pussy's so greedy~" rindou groaned and hung up

You tilted your head confused "what did ranran say?" Rindou just stared back at you and sighed

"Both of you are horrible.." but you just giggled, wrapped your arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek "are we gonna do this again? It was fun!" Rindou blushed slightly and completely forgot why he was here in the first place

"Yes..sure, baby.." he smiled softly and gave you a sweet kiss "I gotta go now though, I'll come back tonight with ran, kay?" You giggled and nodded "okayy~ have fun and be safe!" Rindou zipped his pants up and put his jacket back on before getting out of your house and back into his car just to slap his head on his steering wheel

"I worried way too much..she..she's not that bad.."

And now he did fall into your trap, but who could blame him?

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[litttlegreenghouls]

What you need to summon each sign:

Aries: lighter fluid, some jagged fucking rocks, torn up checkered vans, Fireball, Spiderman bandaids

Taurus: satin pillowcase, edibles, a space heater, juicy couture tracksuit, a CD with ambient rain sounds

Gemini: a windchime made from bits of broken glass, Japanese cherry blossom body spray, a glob of yellow paint, a pink donut with sprinkles, mint juul pods

Cancer: a hitachi wand, NyQuil, herbal tea, antique photos, a prayer candle

Leo: chapstick, 24k gold face mask, a hairbrush that hasn’t been cleaned out in years, 5.8k Instagram followers

Virgo: a bible (but, like, ironically), shot records showing you’re up to date on your vaccinations, a candle that smells like fresh linen, signs of a repressed daddy kink, shower eucalyptus

Libra: floral tea, a sugar daddy/mommy, rosé, crystals, prints from a local artist

Scorpio: a ribbed condom, so much vodka, obsidian, a vial of your blood (so they know you’re commited), a copy of Addam’s Family Values on blu-ray dvd

Sagittarius: a lock of hair from an old golden retriever, rose-tinted sunglasses, a macrame wall hanging, a single Birkenstock , a souvenir shot glass

Capricorn: One Black Coffee™️, a book of random trivia, clean and fresh sheets, unpopular (but valid) opinions, swear words

Aquarius: absinthe, your 8th grade world history textbook, houseplants, proof of alien technology, a shitty stick and poke tattoo

Pisces: bong water, melatonin, tears of a small child, a neck pillow, hand-me-down sweaters

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[killinbills]

how would you describe each of your oc’s styles

ooooh ok so i only did the current three im writing but i can do some more?? but basically these three are the easiest for me to do bc im writing them rn and i didnt use to plan this sort of stuff!!!

briar (clueless) is very..... “girly,” with both french and british styles, or at least some very parisian outfits, and like maybe a couple of burberry-style clothes?? like a coat in the burberry plaid, if that makes sense. what else hmmmm. light colours, most of it being pink but some blue or yellow or white. maybe a black skirt for winter, but that’s pretty much it for dark colours. lots of two-pieces, like a white crop top that matches a white mini skirt. there’s maybe a couple pairs of jeans (one black one light-wash blue denim) for winter, but most of the time she’s in mini skirts. if not she’s in a dress. in autumn and winter she wears a lot of turtlenecks, her most used being a white one, which she’ll wear under a strappy dress. honestly her style in clueless is very inspired by freddy cousin brown?? a lot of her pinterest board is just her instagram posts. but also. i think briar would also slightly hate tights and spend the majority of the winter in over the knee boots. OH and when briar’s out of school she’ll have such a cute lil pyjama collection w like satin vintage camisoles and lace and ugh it would be very pretty. basically briar’s wardrobe is just very pretty and put together at all times. oh and ofc she’d have at least one yellow plaid dress or something as a nod to clueless

mia is a mix of rock and stevie nicks? so like. mia loves her milkmaid style tops and lacey camis and boho/vintage/70s pieces but also she wears her dad’s old leather jacket all of the time, and also she wears a clear balance of super light colours and super dark colours. there is no in between. normally her outifts are part black part white, or at least a colour that’s super dark. she has a couple of black sheer tops that you can see her bra through,, and also some t-shirts that are cut low enough so that you can see the lace on her bralettes. like,,, tasteful bra showing,,, u know. also some long sleeves shirts that she ties at the bottom and has a lacey tank underneath and ugh. lots of lace but also kinda sorta edgy. like she lives in her docs. also i can imagine mia would get behind the 90s trend with those platform steve madden sandals!!! like mia is edgy but feminine. like if she has a lacey top then maybe she’d be wearing plaid trousers, or something a little cooler with it. ALSO mia loves her jewellery and has such a massive collection!! she’s got so many earrings,, some of which being cheap ones, but she’s got lots of gold and sparkly items of jewellery

isabelle is bratz meets monster high? like there is no other way to explain it. like for example she’ll have a full outfit in one colour, from her socks to her jacket, and everything she wears looks like it could be off a bratz doll. also her style is fairly 00s/90s inspired, 00s with the diamante and the tacky but make it fashion pieces (playboy accessories, juicy couture tracksuit, u know the deal) and 90s with like the betsey johnson style dresses, and also chanel in the 90s. also her riley and nate definitely have matching anklets or something in true 00s fashion

ask me questions!!

[kunt-dracula]

Just bought my tickets for the Millennium Tour 2020. Now I need to find a Juicy Couture tracksuit, a Baby Phat shirt, white K-Swiss, gold bamboo hoop earrings and my old Louis Vuitton multi-colored bag with the matching visor hat.

Call me ‘New-New’

#millineum tour #millineumtour #millineumtour 2020