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starrclown · 2 months

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Silly little double post cause I thought of this SECONDS after my original post bitching about the Hotel.

I have a theory on why people don't complain about the black characters designs of Hazbin Hotel. (I'll talk about it at the end)

Let's talk about the 4 black characters of Hazbin Hotel that people defend the designs with their LIFE.

First up:

ALASTOR

Alastor has been confirmed to be a mixed Creole man from Louisiana. Does he look like it? No. No he doesn't. If you told me this man has the whitest parents this side of hell then I would believe you. There I nothing visually that gives away he may have black features. Nose shape, lips, not ashy grey skin (something well see just you wait), thy couldn't even be dammned to give him curly hair or nothing! He doesn't have no black features and it's really off putting.

People argue that he has a white parent, a part that could play in him not having black features. I will remind you all again that I am not mixed. I am white. Mixed people can look any way. There is no specific way for mixed people to look. But cmon. No black features at all? Nothing? Personally I believe that Alastor want designed to be black. I believe that Vivziepop only made him black to justify him using voodoo. This is only speculation but to each their own.

Side note but the way yall attack people, mostly on Tiktok, about redesigns or re imagines is actually depressing. Could make a whole rant on that in general.

Next up:

VELVETTE

Thir is similar issues with Alastor and Velvette. No textured hair, no nose shape, no difference in her lips, ashy grey skin. While I like that Velvette changes hair styles every episode, personally I think that Velvette should have more black hairstyles. Like Velvette with braids or dreadlocks would be so cool. To this shows credit, Velvette did have a afro in episode 8. Honestly that should be her starter hair before she changes it. That would be so cute. Manifesting Velvette with a afro.

3rd:

Sera

Sera I would argue is the best designed black character. She actually has more pigmented brown skin and her hair I think is supposed to resemble dreadlocks. Personally I think their is room for improvement. She could be browner, less ashy looking, since she actually had a nose it could be a different shape then just straight, their could be more detail for her hair. While she's the best designed character, their is room to grow.

Side note: Y'all hating Sera too much. I see fanart and animatics of her being this blood thirsty killer that is jus destroying hell. Yall she is actively shown in the first 2 minutes of Hazbin not agreeing with the exterminations and actively frowning at the idea of murder. Sera is great I don't know what yall are on.

Last and certainly least because oh my god:

Emily

This is not a black woman. No I don't care that Viv said she's or that her Bible page says she is. Where is any black features? Her skin is gray, she has pencil thin lips like me, a white boy, she has stringy straight hair, and no nose at all.

This goes along with Sera as well but people say that they are angel's and don't have to look like black women because their angels and don't have a race. Which 1. Is wrong because Emily's Bible page said she was a youthful 20 something black woman and 2. If their angel's that dont have races then that fine. But.

DON'T SAY THEIR BLACK WOMAN AND THEN NOT DESIGN THEM LIKE IT.

If Viv just left them raceless then the would have been fine. But that not what she did. She made them black and then back peddled when people said that they didn't look like black woman. She tried to have her cake and eat it too. No, I don't care their angel's, if your going to give them a race then commit to it.

Let's get on to my conspiracy theory. I've noticed something in the Hazbin Hotel fandom that I think is the reason for the dismissal of the black characters no having black features.

Fanart.

I'm going somewhere with this is swear.

Go to Tumblr or Tiktok and see the art people create of Hazbin Hotel. You'll notice that people give Alastor and Velvette brown skin, they give Emily curly hair, they give Velvette full lips and different black hairstyles.

People make their art of the black characters looking black so when people see it they associate it with the show.

This is of course just a theory but I've noticed it alot and I think it's a pretty damn good explanation.

Sorry if this isn't as good as my other rants, I tried to get this out quickly because my theory was bothering me.

Asks are always open, art is always here, commissions are open, black lives matter.

- ⭐️StarClown⭐️

#hazbin hotel critical #hazbin hotel criticism #hazbin hotel critique #vivziepop critical #vivziepop criticism #vivziepop critique #helluva boss critique #helluva boss criticism

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withahappyrefrain · 2 years

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…who says dilf peter can’t be blonde….

Anon, you are absolutely right. We shouldn't limit ourselves.

Summary: Peter brings back an old hairstyle you haven't seen in years. It brings back a lot of uh, urges.

Warnings: blonde DILF teacher!Peter (proceed w/ caution folks), afab!reader, Peter being an amazing girl!Dad, Daddy kink, breeding kink, and oral (f receiving)

"So there's something you should know." You looked up at your husband from the array of goat soaps you were looking at. The four of you were in the midst of your weekly farmer's market visit. You adjusted Sophie so she was resting on your hip.

"What did you say your students could do?"

Over the years, the details had changed, though the message remained the same. Back when you first met Peter, it would have been "What did you say your fraternity could do?" Post college, it changed to "What did you tell Miles he could do?"

Now that things had settled down (as much as they could with a four year old and two year old), you knew when Peter prefaced with that sentence, it usually had something to do with his high schoolers.

"So I told them how back in the day, I had blonde hair for most of college," He started.

"Daddy had blonde hair?" Sophie asked, resting her head against your chest.

"He did! And I take it that they wanted to see pictures," You said, looking at Peter.

"They did. So I showed them some old pictures and...." Peter paused, "And we made a bet."

"Dadda bet," Olivia babbled. Your two year old was perched on Peter's shoulders, playing with his hair. Peter said he kept it long because he looked good with it, but you knew it was because he loved having the girls play with it.

"What's a bet?" Sophie asked, not looking up from observing the necklace you had on.

"A bet is when you say you'll do something if another thing happens. If that thing doesn't happen, you don't have to do what you said you'll do," You explained to your preschooler.

You looked back at your husband, "So what did you bet with your students? Please tell me it doesn't involve me making dessert for them again." You winced at the memory of having to make over one hundred sugar cookies.

"I told them if over eighty percent of them got a B plus or higher on their chemistry exam, I'd let them dye my hair." It wasn't the worst bet Peter had agreed to (you still had trauma from when he shaved his head senior year of college).

"Well, your chemistry exams are known for being killer. So your hair should be safe," you went back to looking at the soaps, knowing Peter would assure you that you were right.

Except he didn't.

You looked up to find him making that 'please don't be mad at me I'm so cute' smile he always tried to use to soften you up.

"Peter......" You said in a warning tone. It was one word, but it screamed 'You better reassure me right now'. He continued to stare at you with those big brown puppy dog eyes. Despite years of being together, it still made your heart flutter.

"....When are they dying your hair?" You finally asked.

"Tomorrow during class." He put his hands on Ollie's hips, lifting her off his shoulders and resting her against his chest. Your toddler looked so small against his broad chest.

"Aren't you supposed to be....teaching?"

"Dying hair is all about chemicals and reactions! It's totally educational!" He paused, "Besides if my principal comes in, I'll just tell her I'm building relationships with my students. It is one of my strong suits."

You rolled your eyes, "Yes because you allow them to dye your hair!"

"Is Daddy gonna have new hair?" Sophie asked, "What color is it?"

"Yes, Daddy," you gritted the name, "What color will it be?"

Peter smirked, "It's a surprise!"

"Surprise surprise," Ollie babbled, playing with the strings of Peter's hoodie.

Well, at least you couldn't say life was boring in the Parker household.

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The next morning, you rested your head on Peter's chest, savoring the few moments of quietness the two of you would get before your alarm would go off, waking up your two energetic children in the process.

"I'm going to miss you," you said longingly, staring at the brown lock you had twisted around your finger.

"I'm dying my hair, not going off to war," Peter remarked, rolling his eyes.

"Just promise me you won't shave it off. You'll just let it grow out, okay?"

"Wow, I see someone is still traumatized from when I shaved my head senior year," Peter rolled his eyes as he wrapped his arms around you, bringing you closer to his chest.

"Maybe if someone had given me a heads up that they were shaving their head, I wouldn't be so traumatized." You still remembered the horror that ran through your body when you came in that day to find Peter sitting in a chair, half of his hair gone, and Miles on the counter with an electric razor in hand.

"I told you I was getting a haircut."

"A haircut and shaving off your head are two different things, Parker," Peter wiggled his eyebrows at your old nickname for him.

"I promise, I won't shave it off….only if you promise that you'll trim my hair while it grows out."

"Deal." You eyed your alarm clock, which was due to go off any second.

"Today's your day of meetings, right?" Peter asked. As much as you joked about how scatterbrained he could be sometimes, he did a better job at keeping track of important dates than you.

"Yup, so you'll have to pick the girls up from daycare."

He smiled, "They'll get to see the new hair before you." Peter pressed a kiss into your temple.

"I'm sure they'll be very excited," you giggled, "Now c'mon Dad, it's time to get up."

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As you fished for the keys to your apartment, you could hear the sound of your daughters' laughter coming from inside. Based on the muffled noises you could hear, you assumed they were playing 'Spider-girls' and Peter was playing the villain.

When you found out your second child was another girl, Peter joked it was karma for his fraternity days. It was clear as day that he loved Sophie and Ollie with all his heart and then some. When you were pregnant with Sophie, you knew he was nervous about whether he would be a good father.

"Peter, if I had any doubts about that, do you think I would have allowed you to get me pregnant?" You told him at the time. It wasn't until he held Sophie for the first time that his doubts faded away. Within three months of her birth, Peter was asking if you two could "have another Sophie".

While Ollie was way more outgoing and loud than Sophie, you wouldn't have your family be any other way. You found your keys and began unlocking the door, embracing whatever chaos was inside.

Sophie and Ollie were on one side of the couch. Both were giggling despite having a finger up to their mouths to tell the other one to be quiet. You could see Peter was on all fours, only his long legs visible as they were sticking out of the couch.

"Bring me the Spider girls!" You heard Peter say, his voice deep and cartoonist. You quietly put your bag down, not wanting to interrupt the game. Your daughters couldn't contain their laughter.

Spider Girls was their current favorite game. It always involved Sophie and Ollie being "Spider-Girl" and saving the city, just like "How Daddy used to do with Uncle Miles!" Sometimes you played the citizen who needed help. Almost always, Peter was the big bad villain.

Sophie and Ollie quietly (their version of quiet) backed away from the couch. Peter's legs disappeared, you could hear the sound of his hands slamming against the carpet, alerting the girls that the "big bad man" was getting closer.

"I got you two now!" Your eyes widened when a blonde Peter popped out from the couch.

Fuck.

He was blonde again. His students dyed his hair blonde.

It was a strange sight. You felt like you were looking at a different Peter, the one you met in college. Except instead of smoking a blunt and trying to crudely flirt with you, he was now pretending to be under a hug attack from Sophie and Ollie.

Memories started flooding back. Memories of when you first met him, when the two of you were paired for a chemistry project, when he pushed you up against the wall and made out with you after watching you dance, memories of how he threw you on your bed and-

"Mommy!" Sophie's voice broke you out of your less than pure thoughts. You smiled, kneeling down so you were at eye level with your girls, who were running towards you.

"Did you girls beat the big scary man?" You asked excitedly. They nodded their heads. You looked over at Peter, who was running a hand through his now blonde hair. You couldn't get over the sight.

"I don't know…..I don't think we have him beat yet," you whispered loudly.

"What we do?" Ollie asked.

"Looks like you need," you took your hair out of your ponytail, doing a dramatic hairflip that caused your girls to erupt into giggles, "Spider-Woman! Let's get him!"

You herd your daughters over to Peter, who didn't even try to pretend to put up a fight. He let his three favorite girls gently pin him down to the floor (he still retained his super strength, despite hanging up the red and blue costume after Ollie's birth).

"Not a triple hug attack! I'm doomed!" Peter said in-between laughs.

"We did it! We saved the city!" Sophie said. She was the first one to get up. Ollie quickly followed, running after Sophie who was now heading towards their shared room.

You, on the other hand, continued to lay on top of your husband, resting your forehead against his.

"Hi," He whispered, unable to contain his smile.

"Hi," you replied. You tilted your head back, your eyes trailing up to take in the hair. You were impressed with the quality of a dye job his students had done. Far better than Miles' work back in college (not that you'd ever tell him that).

"Do you like the hair?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

You reached out a hand, running it through his now much lighter locks.

"I feel like I've been transported back in time," you paused, "Though I can't see college you playing Spider-Girls willingly."

Peter laughed, "Brings back a lot of memories, huh?"

You rolled off of him, allowing him to sit up. You leaned back against the couch, taking in the sight.

"It does. Like when I found out for my big Chem 201 project, I had gotten paired with the douchey frat bro who sat five seats down from me," you smirked.

Peter shook his head, getting on his hands and knees so he could crawl over to you. You couldn't say it felt like a predator stalking it's prey. After all, what kind of prey opens their legs to let the predator in?

"Really? That's what you thought of?" He asked. You knew the answer he wanted to hear. But despite ten years of being with Peter and two children with him, you still weren't going to give in easily.

“That’s a core memory for me, I was so pissed off!” You paused, grinning, “It also…officially introduced me to my future husband and father of my children, I guess.”

“I guess,” Peter repeated, rolling his eyes. You leaned in, decreasing the distance of your lips but not closing the gap all the way.

“What memories were you hoping I would recall?” You asked slyly.

“Oh….I don’t know,” He paused, pretending to be deep in thought, “Maybe that time you and I finished the keg at the spring mixer….or maybe that time I made out with you in front of that rando who wouldn’t stop flirting.”

Peter leaned in, his lips ghosting over your’s, “Or maybe that time I fucked you senselessly in a coat closet.”

Your breathing had become heavy. Peter’s lips brushed over your’s. You leaned forward to close the gap. Whether it was his “Spidey-sense” or his need to tease you, he leaned back.

“Aww, is someone now horny?” The hair combined with that infamous smirk and teasing tone made you feel like you were at some frat house again, with Peter cornering you so you couldn’t escape his grasp.

“I…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Sure, you two were married and you could have just easily told him yes, that you wanted him to fuck you up against a wall. But where was the fun in that?

“I don’t know if you’ve forgotten sweetheart, but I know when you’re turned on. I can smell it,” He leaned in to begin sucking on the spot right below your ear.

Fuck if that nickname didn’t bring back a whole lot of hot memories.

Your actions from reminscenting of those specific, spicy memories were cut short by the sounds of Sophie and Ollie arguing.

“You know, sometimes I miss the days where the reason we got interrupted was because someone had to use the bathroom,” Peter muttered as he got up. He stuck out a hand to help you get up.

“Let’s hurry before they start fighting on the ceiling again,” You said, picking up the pace of your walk. Having three people in your house with Spider-like abilities was….interesting to say the least. Luckily, Peter was there to crawl up and grab the girls if needed.

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After breaking up the fight your children were having on the ceiling, things calmed down enough in the Parker household for you and Peter to make dinner.

It didn't stop Peter's hand from lingering on your body. You shot him a knowing look.

"What?" He gave that fake innocent look, "I can't admire my beautiful wife and mother of my children?"

"You need to be good and help me cook dinner, Daddy." Based on the sharp exhale, the way you whispered the name did exactly what you wanted.

Peter placed his hands on your hips. He pressed your hips against his. You could feel his growing erection against your ass.

"I'm always a good Daddy for you," Peter whispered, his breath hot in your ear.

"Then tell me what this sauce is missing," You held up a spoon to him. Peter took the spoon up to his mouth. He wasn't giving up on you yet.

"Paprika."

He was just going to wait.

"How did I forget that?" You asked yourself out loud, grabbing the spice and giving it a couple of shakes over the pot.

"Should we tell them there are veggies in this sauce?" Peter whispered. You shook your head.

"Let's wait until Ollie is four. I think by then they'll still eat it after we tell them the recipe."

"Yeah, but then would Ben still eat it?" Peter asked, concern written all over his face, assuming you knew exactly who he was talking about.

"Ben? Who's Ben?"

"Either the name of our only son or of the male dog I'm getting after the birth of Annie Grace Parker so I'm not the only man in the house," he said before taking a sip of his wine.

You laughed as you stirred the pasta sauce, "I just want to remind you that it was you who asked for another daughter after Sophie was born." With Ollie getting closer to turning three, the idea of trying for a third child was getting brought up more and more often.

"Yes, and I'm quite thankful that happened," he pressed a kiss to your temple, "and now I'd love to have a son."

"I'll tell that to my uterus during my monthly meeting with them," you retorted.

"What's a uterus?" Sophie asked as she walked into the kitchen, Ollie quickly behind her.

"It's a body part that you don't have to worry about for many years," you explained to your eldest.

You and Peter got your daughters situated at the table and began serving dinner. Throughout, your eyes kept looking up to Peter’s hair. It was….odd. He hadn’t been blonde in years. And yet, the hairstyle brought back so many memories.

“Do you like Daddy’s new hair?” Sophie asked. Peter raised his eyebrows at you before taking another bite of his food.

“I do,” You smiled at your oldest, as your eyes met Peter's. He wiggled his eyebrows, a gleam in his eyes nothing short of mischievous.

"You know, Daddy looked like this when he met Mommy," Peter explained. Sophie giggled.

"Did you think Daddy was pretty?" She asked you. You smiled at the question, looking at your husband.

"I did….amongst other things." You winked at Peter. Your daughters didn't need to know about the disdain you had for Peter when you two first officially met.

Or that you wanted to fuck the smirk right off his face.

The rest of the evening was uneventful, saved for the ass grab from Peter while doing the dishes. The two of you helped Sophie and Ollie get ready for bed.

You smiled at the sight of Peter playing with Ollie's hair as he tucked her into bed. Your toddler stuck a hand out, motioning to Peter's hair. He leaned down, allowing Ollie to attempt to imitate his motions.

After a few bedtime stories and many forehead kisses, the girls were finally asleep. You closed their bedroom door quietly.

You turned around, about to make a comment to Peter when the next thing you knew, your feet were off the ground. It took you a few seconds to realize Peter had picked you up and slung you over his shoulder.

"What are-" your sentence was cut off by a firm smack on your ass.

"We just put them to sleep, you really want to wake them up?" Peter growled, "Or would you rather I fuck you?"

You nodded your head.

"What was that sweetheart? Couldn't hear ya?" Peter smirked as he walked down the hall with you, getting further away from your children's bedroom and closer to yours.

You mumbled an answer, hoping it would be enough.

The second smack across your ass told you it wasn't.

It also told you it was going to be one of those nights.

"Gotta answer me sweetheart," Peter reminded you, his tone mocking. He was standing right outside your bedroom, his hand on the doorknob.

“I want you to fuck me, Daddy,” You whispered, loud enough so he could hear it.

The sharp exhale through Peter's nose told you that was exactly what he wanted to hear. He opened your bedroom door and quickly closed it.

He gently put you down on the bed (while you liked being manhandled, Peter knew you didn't like feeling like a ragdoll).

“Do you know how long I’ve been wanting to fuck you?” He sat down next to you, leaning over. You reached up to run a hand through his newly colored hair.

“Since this morning?” You asked, a smirk appearing on your face.

“The hair brought back a lot of memories,” Peter hooked his fingers onto the waistband of your sweats, “Memories of me fucking you, specifically.”

“Gee, couldn’t,” You held back a gasp when you felt the cool air hit your core, “tell.”

“Oh please, like you haven’t been thinking about it. That cunt’s been soaked for the last two hours,” Your eyes widened at his words. The fact he was saying this while taking off your sweats and underwear so casually drove you wild.

“I….I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Peter spread your legs apart. He leaned over, his lips hovering over your’s.

“You know Daddy wins this game every time, right?” He whispered, “Just admit you’re a slut already.”

You raised an eyebrow at Peter’s word. “I’ve said way worse.” He defended.

“You’re not wrong, considering the things you said when we were trying to conceive,” You tried to ignore Peter’s fingers that were trailing down your stomach. It wasn’t really working but you were caring less and less as time went on.

“I just really like the idea of fucking a baby into you, can you blame me?” Peter’s fingers slipped into your cunt easily. You bit your bottom lip, your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

You couldn’t think of a response. Instead, you focused on how sinful it looked to see Peter adjust himself so that his head was in between your legs.

You didn’t get to enjoy the sight for very long, as he angled his fingers to hit that sweet spot inside of you, causing you to throw your head back. Peter’s mouth latched onto your clit, eliciting a whine out of you. You quickly turned your head so your mouth was covered by the pillow.

“I thought you were going to fuck me,” You whined.

Peter looked up, the lower half of his mouth wet, “We’ve been together for over ten years. You know the rules: Daddy eats that pretty little cunt of yours first, and then you get fucked.”

You knew the rules. You just liked hearing Peter say them.

As he pushed you closer and closer to the edge with his mouth and fingers, the grip you had on his hair tightened. A particularly strong tug earned a deep, guttural moan from Peter.

You buried your face with a nearby pillow as you came, doing your best to conceal your moans. You could feel Peter's hands move up to pin down your thrashing hips, his tongue still trying to get every last drop.

"Fuck me. Please. Please fuck me Daddy," You whined. He was right, you had been horny all day as well. In the back of your mind, you also knew time was of the essence as a parent and you wanted to get fucked before getting interrupted.

Peter reached over to the draw in your nightstand, fishing around for a condom.

"Don't." He looked at you, his eyes wide.

"Are…..you sure?" He asked. It was clear as day that he was trying to contain his excitement.

You nodded, a smile forming, "Ollie will be three years old in two months and she's about as potty trained as an almost three year old can get."

"She was telling me yesterday that she wants to be a big sister like Soph," Peter grinned as he closed the draw.

"You sure you weren't just projecting there Parker?" You teased.

"You gonna let me put a baby in ya?" He whispered.

"Can't guarantee it'll be a son but-"

"You know I don't fucking care," Peter crashed his lips onto yours. Without breaking away, he awkwardly pushed down his sweats.

You titled your head back at the sensation of the tip of his cock pushing into you, beginning to stretch you out and-

"Daddy? Mommy?"

You two froze, looking at each other, hoping you both just simultaneously imagined hearing Ollie's voice.

That hope was dashed when you heard a little knock on the door.

"Where did our kids get their impeccable timing because it sure as hell wasn't from me," Peter whispered.

"Daddy! Mommy!" You heard Ollie's voice again, this time more urgent.

"What is it baby?" You asked, trying your best not to sound annoyed. Peter regretfully pulled out and pulled up his pants.

"Can't sleep."

"I'll get her," Peter said, trying to adjust his sweatpants so his erection wasn't as obvious.

"Daddy's coming, okay bug?" Peter said.

"Okay Daddy." You heard Ollie say on the other side of the door.

Peter leaned over, his mouth on your ear, "You're going to wait right here and when I get back, I'm going to fill you up over and over again until there's a baby inside that belly, alright?"

You nodded your head eagerly.

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pixelword · 2 months

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♯┆“あげぽよ!!!” .ᐟ ★

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Charlie, Vaggie, Cherri, and Velvette with a Gyaru reader <3

Poly Chaggie, reader is described as somewhat feminine but isn’t strictly a woman (they aren’t a man in the Chaggie section tho). Chaggie has Agejo Gyaru reader, Cherri has Rokku Gyaru reader, Velvette has Tsuyome Gyaru reader

♯┆ Charlie thinks its super cute! She loves how you implement the animal print and bows .ᐟ ★

♯┆ Vaggie finds it pleasing to look at. She loves how you coordinate the outfits and colors .ᐟ ★

♯┆ They love when you do their make up for them, while it might be more toned down from what you usually do, it still similar to you style .ᐟ ★

♯┆ They also love havin you do their hair since you take such care of your hair and learned how to make complicated hairstyles in the least damaging way .ᐟ ★

♯┆ Charlie loves when you curl her hair, Vaggie prefers much looser curls .ᐟ ★

♯┆ Charlie buys anything that reminds her of you or something you’v talked about wanting to gift later. A pretty bow? Bought.You complained about your leg warmers having stretched too much? You’ll have three new leg warmers in different colors .ᐟ ★

♯┆ Vaggie is more of the type to help you fix whatever outfit or accessory has been damaged before decicing if you need a replacement .ᐟ ★

♯┆ If you like beddazling your stuff, Charlie is down to help you. Vaggie prefers helping you keep everything organized and cleaned .ᐟ ★

♯┆ Oh she thinks it rocks! .ᐟ ★

♯┆ She helps dye your hair as long as you help dye hers .ᐟ ★

♯┆ She has a tendency to steal your boots and jackets .ᐟ ★

♯┆ You can steal back her shoes and loves lol .ᐟ ★

♯┆ Y’all have a playlist where you btoh add music as you have similar tastes .ᐟ ★

♯┆ While she’s not a fan of the large eyes you have with your makeup, she can’t deny you have a killer eyeliner .ᐟ ★

♯┆ She loves going thrifting with you! Y’all laugh at the silly things you find and enjoy finding the good stuff .ᐟ ★

♯┆ She beats any creeps who think they can sexualize you simply for being a Gyaru .ᐟ ★

♯┆ She loves diy-ing stuff with you and customizing items so they’re cuter .ᐟ ★

♯┆ She sucks at sewing tho, that’s your job lmao .ᐟ ★

♯┆ She has you model her outfits and makes outfits based around your style .ᐟ ★

♯┆ Has made full gyaru collections after hearing you complain on how hard it is shopping for outfits nowadays .ᐟ ★

♯┆ She doesn’t have a makeup artist for you since you’ve perfected the way you do it and she doesn’t think anyone else could replicate it as well as you do .ᐟ ★

♯┆ You mention something you’d like? She has it made and given to you so you can model it an hour later .ᐟ ★

♯┆ Absolutely loves having you dress her up and loves dressing you up .ᐟ ★

♯┆ She enjoys having you do her makeup, but it’s only done for some events and on chill days .ᐟ ★

♯┆ She’ll buy any specific makeup brand you like. No way is she having you suffer cuz your favorite white pencil got discontinued .ᐟ ★

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thegreatestsandwich · 1 year

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I think it would be really cute if the reader goes to the dance with Xavier and before they enter, she quietly smoothes/fixes his tie because he couldn't do it perfectly the first time

I’d kiss you as the lights went down (Xavier Thorpe x f!reader)

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Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x f!reader

Word count: 1.2k

Summary: You were so ready for Rave'N dance that you even took the time to look at videos on how to tie a tie properly

Warning: FLUFF and the reader being a completly sweetheart that must be protected and loved by all of us

A/N: At this point, I want to love him as much as I love Namor

Coments, Reblogs and Asks are happily received! I love to read your lovely coments :)

You were so ready for this dance, you even went out of your way to pick the perfect dress and watch several (more than fifty-seven hours’ worth of) videos of how to do the perfect make up. Enid still demanded to be in charge of it. How to do the perfect hairstyle. Enid still demanded to be in charge of it. How to be able to walk in heels and not kill yourself in the moment. Enid wasn’t able to help you with that.

You even casually invited your boyfriend to the dance as your date.

You finished gluing the letters you carefully cut from Enid’s magazines to your cardboard. It wasn’t perfect, in fact, it looked like one of those serial murderer’s notes they mail to their victims families. Even Wednesday highly praised you at your skills.

“If whatever you decided to do after finishing this hell doesn’t work, you have a great opportunity as a serial killer.” She emotionless stated as she fetched the aromatic salts from her desk, walking towards the passed-out Enid.

“You think he’ll say yes?” You asked her as Wednesday crouched and place the small vial on Enid’s nose. “What if he says no?”

Wednesday stared at you. “He is your boyfriend.”

“He could still say no, y’know?” You shrugged, placing the cardboard on Enid’s bed. “Xavier it’s kinda like a wildcard.”

“He says no and I will cut his dick off his body and feed it to my spiders.”

You smiled. “That’s the most compliment-thingy you had ever said to me.”

“Don’t push it.”

You began pacing inside of his room, the cardboard firmly against your chest as you practiced how to asked him to the dance.

“Baby, you’ve been walking in circles for the last,” He checked his watch. “fifteen minutes, what’s going on? Am I missing something?”

You ignored him, completely absorbed on your mind.

‘Would you go to the dance with me?’ No, too bland.

‘Oh Xavier, my beautiful and sexy boyfriend, would you give me he honor to accompany me to the gracious event that is the dance?’ No, that would increase his already huge ego.

Xavier sighed, throwing himself on his bed, his arms covering his arms. “Baby, c’mon, I invited you here so you could do the thing you do with your hands, the scratching on my head, I want to nap.”

‘Xavier, you, me, dance, yes?’ Possibly, simple, direct. But not quite yet.

“Baby, c’mooooon.” He groaned.

“Shhh, I’m thinking.” You responded, not stopping with your pace.

“You are giving me a headache, and not a cool one.” He said, his eyes following your movements, “What’s with the cardboard anyway?”

“Shh, I’m thinking hard.” You ignored his complains. Why couldn’t you think of a cool way to ask him out? Why man are so difficult?

‘Because they are stupid.’ The voice of Wednesday sounded inside of your head. You halted your pacing and Xavier sighed in relief…but it didn’t last as you began pacing again.

“Did something happened?” He asked you. “Just tell me the name and I’ll hit him later after our nap, just come to the bed.”

“Xavier.” You said, making your way to him, climbing on his bed and sitting on his stomach, both of your legs at each of his side. His hands quickly grabbed your thighs, a huge smile on his face.

“Well, I’m not complaining on the change of plans.” He tried to sit up to kiss you but you force him back on his bed. He frowned. “Is this some kind of roleplay I don't know about?”

“Shut it stupid.” You close your eyes and nod at yourself. “I have this huge speech, so you better keep quiet and let me say it.”

He tapped playfully at your thighs. “I’m all ears babe. All yours.”

“Ugh, don’t call me babe, it remind me of a huge humanoid in the shape of a fetus.” You groaned, your hands quickly turning over your cardboard, Xavier read it and smiled in amusement. “Go to the dance with me.” You demanded.

He waited for a few seconds, watching your face. “Wait…that’s the whole speech?” You nodded. “So you prepared for a whole fifteen minutes and you came up with that?”

You frowned. “You are being mean, asshole, if you don’t want to go with me just say so.”

Xavier sat up, carefully placing your cardboard behind him. “Baby, of course I will go with you, I mean if I didn’t want to then I wouldn’t had asked you last week.”

“You did?” You asked him confused. “When?”

It was his turn to stared at you. “Yes? Dude, I asked you when you decided to visit me into my archery practice? You even made fun of me because I didn’t have a cardboard to asked you out.”

Oh yeah, that happened.

You waited for him outside of your room, Enid and Wednesday already left minutes ago. You huffed as you saw the clock on the wall. Five minutes late, you were going to kill him.

“Wow.” A voice sounded behind you, you turned around and put your hands on your hips, your brow arching expectantly. “You look…”

“Amazing, I know.” You poke his chest with your finger. “You are late.”

Xavier laughed, “Baby, I’m only five minutes late, that isn’t late-late, it enters the category of fashionable late.” He offered his arm and you link yours with his. “Now c’mon, I bet that Kent has already spike the drinks or something.”

You hugged his arm and he kissed your hair. “Well shit, he doesn’t know what good alcohol is, no matter if I hit his face with it.”

Xavier shrugged. “Meh, don’t want you to get drunk though.”

“Why?” You asked him.

“Because you are a silent drunk, you totally ignore me and that breaks my feelings.” He cheekily smiled.

“Idiot.” You rolled your eyes.

“Love you more, baby.”

Xavier guide you towards the dance, everybody already dancing to the weird choice of music director Weems deemed good enough for this. You sighed but decided to just stick next to your boyfriend, who was more than happy to hold you closer to his body. That’s when you noticed his tie.

‘At least he made an attempt to do it himself.’ You thought as you separated yourself from him. Xavier frowned.

“Your tie sucks,” Your hands went to undo it quickly. He tried to stop you but you gently shushed him. “I’m doing it, I already learned how to.”

“Oh yeah?” He smiled, his eyes watching you with so much adoration. “When?”

“Since I asked you to the dance, youtube has lots and lots of videos on how to do it.”

Xavier watched you tie it, your fingers were a bit wobbly. Clearly you didn’t practice enough and at some point you became frustrated and decided to just make a bow.

“Done.” You simply said, hugging his waist once again.

“Thank you, my love.” He kissed your forehead and guide you to one of the tables, so you could take a few moments alone.

#xavier thorpe x y/n #xavier thorpe wednesday #xavier thorpe imagine #xavier thorpe oneshot #xavier thorpe blurb #xavier x y/n #xavier thorpe fluff #xavier thorpe x you #xavier thorpe fanfic #xavier imagine #xavier thorpe #xavier wednesday #wednesday netflix #wednesday adams fic #wednesday adams imagine

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merakiui · 1 year

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i was thinking about sk!jade, but then it occurred to me.

(modern au) serial killer scaramouche. maybe he’s targeting you because you work at ei’s company and he just automatically dislikes you because you’re associated with ei. maybe he targets ei’s secretaries just so that she (though namely miko) is always forced to promote or hire a new secretary. or maybe he loves you to death and is so very jealous that every little thing you do with another person makes him want to kill you. the “if i can’t have you, no one can” mentality.

or maybe, since he’s always felt so unloved and unwanted, scara sleeps around a lot in order to fill the hole in his heart. but usually all of these trysts end in murder because, though the people he sleeps with claim he’s the prettiest they’ve ever seen, they can’t give him a satisfactory/acceptable reason as to why they like him or wanted to sleep with him in the first place. and none of them fill his heart in the way he wants it to be filled. maybe you managed to escape his grasp because, though he played the sweet, sociable guy card and was perfect with all of his charming flirts, you didn’t want to sleep with him right away. or maybe you did, but he felt oddly whole throughout the entire ordeal and now he’s very conflicted because, though your answer for why you think he’s cute is so very lame, he feels like killing you wouldn’t give him the temporary satisfaction that killing other people does.

or maybe sk!childe and sk!scara are targeting the same person but for different reasons. childe is dating you (or perhaps he’s married to you) and things seem normal and sweet, but the truth is that he really has this urge to just,,, paint you in the prettiest shades of red (blood) and see you struggle and fight for your life like his past ex-partners have. he wants to see what expressions you’ll give him when he’s stripping away slices of your soul. childe looks for victims who resemble you or have similar features/fashion styles/hairstyles/etc so that he won’t end up doing something foolish like actually hurting you. but the more people he kills, the more he just wants to cut into you. just a little bit. he’s a good guy, honestly! he’s a sweet big brother and a family man at heart. but beneath all of that he really loves to watch the hope drain from people’s eyes. perhaps his father sent him into military because he was too much to handle and childe got his thirst for murder/bloodshed through his experiences fighting. or you could consider the abyss a criminal organization that kidnapped childe when he was young and so he was exposed to a lot of dangerous, explicit things. hmm many thoughts.

scaramouche has always been in love with you since your uni days, but you were always so wrapped up in childe to even bother noticing a quiet loner like him. scara tries to integrate himself into social circles come his last year of uni, but no matter what he does you never notice him. he stalks you all throughout your years at uni and even after you graduate he follows you to wherever you go. unfortunately, you and childe are still together. but that doesn’t hinder his infatuation with you. maybe scara’s motives for killing are simply him trying to fill the empty void within himself or it’s that feeling of control he gets when his victims’ lives rest in his merciless palms. scara wants to kill you most days because he’s jealous of everything you have and everything you are and that he can’t be your lover, but there are some days where he just wants to keep you locked in his room so he can always smother you in love.

#meraki mumbles #yandere scaramouche #the thoughts and dynamics are really scattered but please hear me out on this one orz

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mylittlediarys-stuff · 3 months

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Bite Back Part 5

Part 6- https://www.tumblr.com/mylittlediarys-stuff/744448077812940800/bite-back-part-6?source=share

“A car crash?” She said,

“Yes, after you fell asleep there was a car crash that happened right in front of us,” Alfead said as he poured a cup of chamomile tea and gave her some pain killer to Amaka telling her it would help with the headaches. That’s one thing Amaka loved about the old man; he could just look at her and tell something was wrong. Once he found out what was wrong he would do everything in his power to fix it. “I actually almost hit one of the cars and almost hit us too but I was able to maneuver around it at the last second.”

Amaka signed and decided to slouch in the chair a bit. She could only act like this in front of Alfred. She was able to completely relax and it helped that the butler was able to take the hint to be quiet which combined with the tea and painkiller she felt her headache get a little better.

She stayed like that for hours taking a sip of tea even now and then. She watches Alfead leave and enter the kitchen to check up on her rather than leave to do more work. When she had her final sip of tea she wanted to pour a bit more. She put her cup down on the cup just to find out another weird thing was happening.

Her mug was sticking to her hand.

I just love life right now.

The girl kept on shaking her hand to make the mug come off but it didn’t. She was only able to come off when she slammed the mug into the table.

“Yea I love life,” She replied. She went to fetch the nearest boom just to find out that would stick too.

Around 1pm Amaka asked Alfead to drop her at the downtown where she wanted to visit her hairdresser. The old man didn’t really want to drop her but she was able to convince him somehow.

“You think you can dye my hair from red to black?” Amaka asked.

“Yes it would take a few tries but it would work.” The lady hairdresser said. “But that red hair you have looked before is the perfect shade of red.”

Amaka couldn't lie that her hair looks pretty good. If she wasn't Bruce's daughter she probably would have kept it. If Bruce found her walking around with red hair out of nowhere she was afraid if he would judge her or what would the media think?

Actually, I don’t think the news knows I exist?

“Can you also cut it too? Like 5 inches” Amaka asked.

“As a hairdresser who needs money, yes I would cut it but as a fellow black woman living in this world I would like to tell you it takes a long time for you to grow your hair this much.”

She thought about it a bit. “You're right, but just maybe 2 inches instead, and can you also put my hair in a cute hairstyle.”

“Don't worry sweetheart, I’ll make sure you look just like a princess after.”

During the whole process, Amaka was deep in thought. The sudden power? The physical changes? It was something out of a comic book.

Like when a character goes to some lab and some accident happens and they get power, just like-

She went to a lab yesterday. Did she have an accident? Yes, she did! She got bit by something probably a spider. And now she has power.

It’s okay Amaka, nothing bad is going to happen. Everything will be okay.

She was practically lying to herself.

“Sweetheart, what’s with the bump on the back of your neck?” The hairdresser asked.

“A bump?”

“It looks like a spider bite? Just bigger.”

“Hey is it okay if I check it out in the bathroom?”

When Amaka made it to the bathroom her heart was beating too fast for her liking. She went to stand in front of the mirror. She used her hand to feel the bump. It was the same place where she got bitten. Before she could think probably she decided it was a good idea to try to pop it.

She felt something come out. She begins to try to see what it is. So she started pulling slowly on it. It kept going and going, it looked like a spider web. No, it was definitely a webinar. By the time she she made it to the end, she pulled out at least 4 feet of the web. She took notice of how sticky this stuff was and it was thicker than usual.

At this moment she realized that she couldn’t pretend everything was normal anymore.

When she left the salon her red curls turned back to black and got shorter. She decides to walk around the city for a few hours. Just to think about life and her powers.

So I’m I dying or something?

She walked into some random store. It was filled with people and candles. Frankly, she didn’t know why she walked in.

She looked at the candles everyone looked unique and smelt different. It actually made her head hurt a bit more.

May I should buy one for Mr. Alfred?

She started to pay more attention she hoped she would find something the old man would like. She was looking at candles it felt like a beach but she didn’t think it suited the butler. In her preview vision, she saw a pretty light brown one with a house entered into the glass. She reached out her hand a bit.

A web came out and the candle was in her hand.

A web came out?

A WEB CAME OUT OF HER HAND?

Okay, I officially lived long enough to see everything. But at least this is a cool superpower, I guess.

Note: So i was think about Amaka having so sort of mentor just like peter in the mcu. Lowkey the reason why I posted this was because it was my birthday.

#bruce wayne x daughter!reader #alfred pennyworth #batsis x batfam #spidersona #into the spider verse

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cry-ptidd · 6 months

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Laura’s overall design is very well done. I enjoy the fact that she is on the wider set side because it relates back to her being a werewolf. The Hellsing estate is very reminiscent of the Victorian era so her dress seems like it would be something you’d see in the show. One thing I do wonder is since she is a werewolf, does she get bothered by tight clothing?

I do see the bonuses of the sleeves she has. It hides excess body hair which could be expensive to others and doesn’t look as awkward with her gloves.

Clothing that maids wore were also dependent on their status: what they did around the house, who they reported to, whether or not they appeared in front of guests.

Maid dresses don’t have any exact look for them. A lot of servants didn’t wear the exact black and white apron look unless they were facing guests. Which I doubt Laura would be doing because of her colourful personality. If she is, maybe lean more into decorating her apron with lace. Hellsing is a little more modern. In-home or maids in the city in the Victorian era had their own dresses with patterns. Darker or muted colours. Like any other woman in their class It might be nice to see Laura have some rotating outfits that show various aspects of her personality. Part of her character seems like it is learning to be gentle with others and herself. Another thing is vulnerability? It would be interesting for her to start to explore expressing herself through new ribbons in her hair, new hairstyles (maybe done by Walter like the cute father figure he is). She has had some run ins with being some ladies mysterious wolf mistresses. It might be funny and a little interesting if she wore any gifts she got from her girlfriends or even items she stole from the guys. Like how serial killers take trophies

Biggest thing I would want to see more if is her personality showing more through her design, unless you are more telling of a story of a werewolf that has a similar loyalty to the Hellsing family as Alucard does.

I like the idea of Integra complimenting Laura wearing her hair or having a certain colours on and so she continues to wear items of the same variety.

It depends on how modern or traditional you want to go. How you see your version of the Hellsing organization. My opinion on a design change isn’t towards the dress as much as it is to accessories.

I love Laura as she is tho so feel free to shoo this away.

By the gods are you aware how fucking helpful this ask is?? Not only the maid facts, but also all the things that could add onto and show her personality? Thank you so much. (Ranting below 👇)

I adore the idea of her keeping accessories from her previous mistresses and kills, that’s genius. Little hoarder goblin has a stash in her quarters full of random shit and trinkets she stole. Maybe wearing the suit of an unfaithful groom she ate (big talk coming from her after she fucked the bride) to wear on nice occasions.

Lace is a very interesting aspect! Especially since she is french, perhaps some traditional patterns from the 18th century. Lace is also delicate and ladylike, which adds onto her being a wolf in sheep’s clothing. And more english maid than french i’d suppose, since Integra is quite patriotic.

I also really like the detail of the loose clothing you pointed out! Laura is also claustrophobic, so that is definitely a plus on her design, as well as that reflecting her personality not being strict about rules or morality. Maybe some more rips and tears here and there to reflect her more wild nature. Colors might not be her thing… but a darker palette would be interesting.

And indeed, Laura isn’t allowed near the guests lest it’s for serving things if the staff is low. She’s already all glares and no smile, no need to spook the invitees any more than they already are by this strange grumbly woman pouring them tea.

As for her loyalty to Hellsing… it is at the same time complex and simple: dogs are loyal, and Laura likes Integra as a person and sees her as a prime example of the virtues of humanity, contributed also by the fact she’s fed and clothed while not having to hide her lycanthropy (to Hellsing at least). Normally she would despise someone like Integra, as she would see her as someone who’s as all bark and no bite; but seeing Integra be not only unafraid of her and Alucard but be commanding? That’s new.

Also, part of her character is absolutely learning to handle gentler things. She is muzzled, she can’t kill just anyone, she must stay docile, she can’t hurt herself or others. Integra has a tight eye on her, and Laura definitely isn’t used to actually being cared for, or having fellow monsters that actually understand her. That’s also why she’s loyal to Integra.

I also need to post about her backstory, it’s been months since i’ve been talking about it. But i tried to fit SO much psychology explaining in there, it’s difficult to make it compact (and i don’t want to make you guys read a whole novel).

Again, i will absolutely keep this ask in mind as i redesign her. Thank you so much for it.

#hellsing #fave #my oc #laura chastel #long post #oc posting #thank you SO much anon #this is extremely helpful #EXTREMELY helpful #i suspect you have an interest in maids anon #you are invited to rant about them in my inbox

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junkdrawernoggin · 6 months

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Haeliiv'a the Dark Urge

Got an absolutely amazing portrait done by @aecart Thank you again for drawing her!!

This was the little ref sheet I put together for her. This is her pre-tadpole look when she was still running Bhaal's cult. I tried to make it look as unique to her as I could, so I used Basket of Equipment and Dye Dye Dye. The main dress piece and crown are from the armor for the wavemother guards. She is wearing Gortash's gauntlet piece because I thought the idea that in the original plan her crystal was in the same place as his was cute. The boots are just thigh highs from BoE I liked.

Everything is dyed with the black and bronze dye. I didn't plan for her to wear Gortash's colors, but I didn't like the red dye options. Plus I think it looks like dripping Ichor which was cool. I imagine Hael was a lot more practical so having full body scalemail vs the open skin suit Orin wears was an obvious choice. I was going to give her Orin's hairstyle as a nod to like, another thing Orin copied from her, but again when it comes to being a lethal killer having your hair get in the way is annoying.

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate iii #baldurs gate tav #bg3 tav #bg3 spoilers #bg3 art #bg3 fanart #bg3 durge #bg3 dark urge #dark urge #the dark urge #bg3 the dark urge #durge

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worldcatlas · 5 days

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VOY: Caretaker (Part 2)

The Star Trek universe is a long road, so to keep things moving along home, I’ve decided to no longer split up 2-part episodes and films. This is the first of three posts that will wrap up Caretaker, Emissary, and ST: The Motion Picture.

Part two of Voyager’s pilot episode brings new excitement, new troubles, and new characters.

Are all Talaxians this… eccentric?

When we first meet Neelix, he’s scraping out a living as a junk trader, clad in a fur coat that appears to be made up of several different alien mammals, over a confusingly-patchwork shirt (or harness? Or space lederhosen??) with metallic gold accents. It’s an appropriately mottled look for his line of work, although it definitely looks like it smells weird.

Is that me or you, Mr. Vulcan?

However, we don’t get to spend much time with this outfit, as Janeway invites the Talaxian aboard, and Neelix is quick to take advantage of Voyager’s facilities – including the replicator. After asking Tuvok if it will make him a Starfleet uniform (“it most certainly will not”), we beam down to the Ocampan planet below to see that Neelix has chosen a suit made of old bus station upholstery.

At first, I thought this outfit was both too beige and too chaotic, but the more I look, the more I like it. It actually kind of works with his Talaxian mohawk and spots, and I love that the fabric is just as garish and patchwork-looking as his “junk collector” outfit.. Also, the overwhelming impression of beige may just be due to this planet’s extremely yellow lens filter atmosphere.

The colour palette is “waiting room neutral”.

The structure of the outfit is interesting, too. Chunky piping across the midsection creates some nice, futuristic asymmetry, and I love that it continues down the one sleeve in rings. Neelix goes on to knock it out of the park with a matching teal shirt (you can just see the collar peeking out above) and shoes.

This is a man who knows how to coordinate.

Next, it’s time for another new species in the Delta Quadrant: the Kazon! As we get a wide shot of the group of Kazon Ogla, we can immediately see a lot of cream and ochre tones, cut off sleeves, and a single hairstyle that everybody has to share.

And no girls allowed.

It’s actually an incredible number of unique-but-coordinated costumes. You immediately get the impression that these guys are a rowdy bunch who aren’t afraid to get their asymmetrical skirts dirty proving who has the most testosterone. As well, everybody looks great in warm earth tones.

I guess it’s not hard to shop when every single member of your species is an autumn.

Somebody needs to tell them all the belts and gloves are a bit much though.

We just like to feel secure, okay?

Kes also makes her debut in this scene, but she’s basically wearing a dirty potato sack, so we’ll skip ahead. Like her lover Neelix, she’s quick to accept the Voyager crew’s hospitality, and replicates a new set of duds the moment she’s on board. Interestingly, she opts for a very Kazon colour palette.

Now who’s asymmetrical??

It’s a killer look – layered, colourful, a little bit alien, but also cute. The one-shoulder bodycon tunic is sexy, but the neckline and legs are very modestly covered. Kes is basically Twiggy as a telepathic space elf. As a child watching Star Trek in the 90s, I remember noticing Jennifer Lien’s costumes as Kes more than anything else in the show, and I still aspire to this aesthetic.

I only noticed how gay I was later.

There’s also a lot of variation in textures here, between the crinkled summer cotton and contrasting velveteen, which we’ll soon see is the style of the Ocampa. What? Oh right! Our people are still missing! Back down to the planet we go.

The underground Ocampa lean toward earth tones – although, would they call them that? – befitting their simple, horticultural lifestyle. Like Kes, their outfits are layered and multi-textured.

The Caretaker provides everything we need. Linen, tweed, corduroy…

Unless you’re a bad guy, in which case you wear grey, unflattering robes and a scarf (poorly).

The Ocampan equivalent of sweats and a gym tee.

We also get a really good look at Chakotay’s Maquis outfit in this scene, which will sadly soon be replaced by a Starfleet uniform for good. It’s a shame, as it looks like someone spent a lot of time working on that leather vest, with its hand-stitched details and tailored fit.

Do you think he brought the holster from home?

Speaking of Maquis drip, B’Elanna has some INSANE boots that we only get to see for a split second as she swings her legs off a bio-bed in sick bay. The whole outfit is absolutely deadly, but I would do anything to see these boots show up in more episodes.

Surely we can make a uniform exception?

With all the loose ends neatly wrapped up, it’s time for the Voyager crew (and new additions) to start the long trek home. But before we can warp away, Neelix and Kes run to tell Janeway something very important – that they’ve replicated more new clothes.

The bridge is basically a common area, right?

Kes sports an olive green tunic with slashed shoulders that allow the poofy sleeves of a shirt underneath to poke through, over jade green leggings and matching heels. It’s another cute look, and even more elfin than before, but I think the red-and-orange outfit was more flattering. Neelix has another matching pants and jacket set made out of the ugliest fabric possible, though with an interesting front closure swooping off to one side. Beneath the jacket is a very handsome red shirt, with a sort of kimono-like layered appearance.

Slow your pace a bit, guys, we’ve got 70,000 lightyears to go.

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The Costume Designer for this episode was Robert Blackman. Wardrobe Supervisor: Carol Kunz Key Costumers: Tom Siegel, Camille Argus, Matt Hoffman, Jamie Thomas

#star trek #st voyager #talaxian #kazon #ocampa #fashion

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bansept · 2 years

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Morning worry

This is my piece for the Ichihime Exchange Challenge! A gift for @killer-mata !

It's my first time participating, so I hope everyone will enjoy it!

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Ichigo gently ran his fingers through his wife's hair, enjoying the divine texture of it, letting his short nails scrap the back of her scalp lightly.

The two of them had just woken up from a way too short night of sleep that had started with Kazui being caught red-handed trying to escape from his room. Not out of rebellion, but more out of the growing and irresistible urge to help the lonely souls outside, a feeling they both could understand. Kazui had looked sad for a second, but he was clever. He knew it was to protect him. At least Ichigo hoped he knew.

Orihime gently placed her hands on both his knees, humming a tune from a childish song to herself. They were seating on their bed, Ichigo behind her with his legs spread out for her to settle in between, caressing her hair while trying to tame it.

For years, with Yuzu specifically, he had tried to understand where to place her pins on the side of her head, not too high to not pull her hair, and not too low to avoid looking like a drenched dog. Ichigo was certain Yuzu kept her hair the way he did it to please him. With Orihime, he enjoyed observing her from afar. In high school, he would notice the way she'd curl her hair behind her ears. When dating, Orihime tried some new hairstyles, including some braids and other intricate techniques he couldn't dare try to interpret.

Now, as a married couple, he carefully tended to her hair, drying it, combing it. She let him, glad her dear husband took such good care of her.

"You look a bit tired. You okay?"

Orihime closed her eyes and placed her head on his shoulder, chin pointing at him.

"Yeah... I just have a long day ahead. And I'm sad I won't be joining you to meet the lieutenants."

She pouted and he kissed her forehead, wrapping both of his arms around her thin waist to pull her against his chest.

"I know... But it's just one night, one hollow to catch. Nothing very interesting."

"Still, I would have liked to see Renji and Rukia. It's been too long."

"Hime, it's been 2 weeks since you last chatted with Rukia."

At his words, Orihime opened her eyes again, flashing him a huge smile.

"As I said, too long. I can't help it if I'm her best friend and we need to discuss things between us women."

Ichigo rolled his eyes, muttering a "be my guest" before raising her back into a seated position to keep brushing her hair.

Of course, Rukia and Renji were always busy with official Soul Society orders, now that they were officers. It didn't quite matter to him: his life was still the same if he met them or not. But to Orihime, it made the time stretch agonizingly slowly.

"What do you even talk about with her?"

He was grumbling teasingly, one hand holding her hair while the other delicately combed the thick mass.

"Well, we talk about our husbands and how grumpy they get." That made him smile. "About new types of food, of cute little things, and about Kazui and Ichika."

"Ah, yes, Ichika must be a junior now, no?"

"Mhm! Aaand... She might have a little crush."

Ichigo only hummed, waiting for more information. He didn't get any more, and stopped his action.

"What?"

Orihime smiled teasingly, as if she didn't know what he was asking. She always did enjoy leaving him cooking before answering. Ichigo went to tickle her side, and his wife quickly surrendered.

"Apparently, Ichika has a crush on Kazui."

Ichigo stared at her, eyes starting to squeeze a frown between his brows. A what? No, at that age you didn't have crushes. You had some attraction, but it was childish.

"Isn't she older than Kazui?"

"By 2 years, it's fine!"

"Nuh-huh! And she's the child of that midget and her baboon!"

Orihime pulled his face to her own, shutting him up with a quick kiss before staring at him seriously, a smile still on her lips.

"First, don't insult the few friends you have, and second, of course she'd get a crush! She's 9, and it's perfectly normal. And it doesn't mean they're going to get married tomorrow. I just thought it was cute."

Ichigo's mouth twisted in discomfort, but he didn't rebuke her. Yeah, maybe it was a normal thing to get a crush. He wouldn't know, the only time he had a crush, he had fought invisible dead people with her, and married her. And that didn't happen when he was 7.

Orihime knew Ichigo wanted Kazui to live his life to the fullest. Experience all human and normal moments he could before their son would have to fight creatures from a parallel world. And yet, he wanted to keep him close, protected and as innocent as the day he was born.

"Kazui doesn't know about it. He's as dense as you are. But you have to accept that he's growing up, and he'll have to be interested in something else than us one day."

The man nodded, combing her hair again and again, losing his focus in its rich color.

"If that gremlin of a captain tries to match them, she's gonna get her ass beaten."

Orihime shook her head at his comment, knowing very well he was only joking. Hopefully.

She knew how protective Ichigo was.

#bleach #ichihime #ichigo kurosaki #orihime kurosaki #ichihime fanfiction #ichihime writing #ichihime exchange challenge

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Castlevania is back. But in Paris during the French Revolution

Castlevania: Nocturne Review

When Warren Ellis’s Castlevania ended back in 2021, I was sad it ended but if felt like we have a good story and ending for our protagonists and it doesn’t need a sequel. Who wants to see Trevor and Sypha raising a baby anyway?

Then Castlevania Nocturne happened 2 years later. Now created by Clive Bradley instead. It had a lot of similar vibes as its predecessor. But somehow, I still kinda miss Trevor’s banters.

Our new heroes are Richter Belmont and Maria Renard from the Rondo of Blood game but their designs are from the PSP remake Dracula X Chronicles especially Maria’s pink ensemble, while Richter kept his shorter hairstyle from the original.

I like the backstories for a new character, Anette, who was a minor character from the original, into a former slave girl turned revolutionary with the power of earth and steel. Olrox, another character from Symphony of the Night, was changed from a typical vampire to a vampire with Aztec origins from the New World (the first series was set in Europe so mostly vampires then were pale and white with some Asian looking vampires mixed in so the change to Olrox is welcome). We also have a speaker (mage) and a demon forger character and a paladin type character. They add flavor to the story, I’ll just say that heheh.

For the villains, Dracula is no more, stuck in the corridors of hell from last we saw in the origseries. We have vampire/succubus type character. Morrigan and Demitri from Darkstalkers can never char. Then the new big bad is Erzsebet Bathory, a fusion of the historical countess/serial killer and Sekhmet, Egyptian goddess of war. Idk how that works, does vampirism make your bronze skin pale? Idk.

The combat scenes are ok, they’re good. I like how Richter can fuse magic with his whip, that kinda feels like something Nathan Graves from Circle of the Moon does but who cares. Maria retained her powers summoning cute versions of the shijin (Suzaku, Seiryu, Byakko, Genbu) and idk how she learned that, was she secretly Asian? Well the original game is made in Japan, so that’s the reason probably. There isn’t a fight scene that’s epic like from the original series, like that fight of Isaac vs the Magician and Legion, and the fight with Trevor vs Death. Maybe, they’re reserving the epic ones next season? If we have another one heheh.

Also, I audibly gasped after the final scene. That scene alone warrants a next season.

Overall, i liked it. Has a lot of potential.

3.5/5 ⭐️

#castlevania #nocturne #netflix #animation

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Hi Chu!!!!! OMG This AU looks so cute AHHH I regret not buying schips thenn 😭😭Backing Rosa against the sofa!?!?!??!? SIR ME NEXT-

OH and I got the Marius SSR too! The story is super cute you've got to read it soon! You're so right! If it were a 4 SSR event I would die...

Yeah!! Unholy blood is really a unique webtoon, and Father Michael 😭😭😭 I cried too it was so sad... I somehow always cry when I see the main character devastated...

The author's new work is called "Killer Peter"! I haven't heard of Apostle's creed tho...

HAHAHA Callisto's smirk 🤣 Is he your fave male lead?? I despise Derek with a burning passion... I started liking Reynold after a while, and my fave so far is Eclise 🥹🥹 Vinter is useless ngl like he's just there...

I already returned from Kuantan! It was so fun! The beaches were really beautiful, I wished Nanami could've seen it once 😭😭😭

You can do it Chu!! 💪🏻💪🏻 Jan is coming soonnnn!!!

Yeah! I'm studying in a "Polytechnic" instead of a Junior College. Polytechnics don't have uniforms, and we study things that relate more to our dream career! My extracurricular is actually SFX, but my instructor is a makeup artist so he teaches me beauty makeup too! Omg You're allowed to cut your skirt?? My secondary school would expell me if I did that... And what even- They mock girls with or without makeup??! What's their problem? It really isn't easy being a woman 😭😭 Somehow we're always wrong... So are we supposed to all be naturally pretty? [I think they would call naturally pretty girls slutty ngl] THEY'RE the problem, not girls bruh.

Omg I thought Yuri on Ice was like some anime that not many knew about 🫠🫠

YUH OMG FINALLY SOMEONE WHO KNOWSS!!! 🩵🩵🩵 Shin Hyesun is so talented! You should watch "Mr Queen" she's so funny in this kdrama 😆 I've watched Angel's last mission too! I love how she actually immerses herself in her roles like her acting is just perfect she's sooo natural

THE XMAS ONE 😭😭😭 That one is so brutal 😭😭😭😭 Your bf needs to be hollow purpled by Gojo-

I'll use the forum once my school starts in Jan!! For now I'll just chill 🫠

HUH 50?! THAT'S NUTS I thought 20 marks was bad 😭😭😭 How did you score in that 😭😭 Ooo was engineering interesting tho? Hahah! I'm doing banking and finance but I plan to switch courses to Accounting or something... I'm so done with crypto and stuff I'm not cut out for it...

Sorry babe I despise Econs with a burning passion 😭 I'm a math girlie ✨️✨️ I love Algebra HAHAH but I hate Trigo... Idk why we need to find X and Y... But if I'm somehow good at it, sure! Right? I can't remember anything from the nervous system... I remember being so done with it 💀💀 Omg the whole periodic table?!??!! That's crazy 😭 I was already happy with memorising the metallic table thingy...

YEAH- I think it's different tho! HAHHAHA Everyone would flock to Kuantan 😭😭😭 But Kuantan is pretty good on its own too!! There's always turtles there! If the timing is right, you'll even get to see the turtle eggs hatching and baby turtles too! The beaches are STUNNING

P.s Sorry I took so long to reply again 😭😭 I spent the past few days painting my house walls 🫠🫠🫠

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disco anonn!!🥹 sorry for taking my time to reply!

SIR ME NEXT is soooo relatable omg😭 aaargh i haven't got the time to read it comfortably yet but i will soon!! the illustration is legit sooo cute😭

ohh killer peter! okay, i'll add it to my reading list too next!! apostle's creed is quite good! but well, nothing measures up to unholy blood to me still...

AHAHAHHA honestly i hate him at first🫠 ugh but that's my cycle with cocky male lead. hate him -> get soft -> love him. it applies the same with callisto too argh i love his hair like i'm weak for men with that sort of hairstyle― but yes, i think he's still my pick and YOU'RE SO RIGHT FOR VINTER HAHAHAHA he's just there like 😭 sir, thank you but next

waaah i'm happy that you've returned safely!🥹 do you like beaches? i love it too but i can't swim so i can only wait from the sidelines :')

oh and nanami... have you seen the recent leaks?😭 gods, i'm sad all of a sudden while reading the latest chapter. i'm happy that he's mentioned after so long in the manga but...

ahh that's so interesting! like yes, the more focused it is, the better it'll help in your future endeavors🥹 well, "allowed" is not exactly... but i went and cut it because i just didn't like it🫠 it went past the knees and i felt like... a walking stick? i just hate the way it feels, so i make it shorter... to a bit above my knees🥹 my teacher once suspected i did cut it but then when i played the fool, she was just like "nah" and went on her way HAHAHAHAH

that's also what makes me so ??? like why are you little clowns like that you don't even know the first thing about beauty🫠 nah so true, the best we could do is to be on our ways, don't bother with them because they're not worth our time

I WATCHED IT!! omg that was one of the best kdrama all time to me like i can't stop laughing for each and every episode😭 shin hyesun is soooo funny and the king (kim... jung hyun? omg i forgot)'s face is also naturally funny as heck too even when he's staying quiet. they're the best crack pair ever i swear!🥹 but i just watched see you in my 19th life but sadly i think it's quite average... but i think it's because of the script and ahn bohyun's stiffness though...

i so agree i will hollow purple him― oh wait, have you seen the new gojo hollow purple figure!? it's sooo majestic i swear!

good luck!! holidays is coming soon let us rest before we tackle more new year shit :'))))

i... think i scored only about 30 out of 50 marks? i was sooo bad at economics and i think it's the power of my prayers that i was able to pass at all🫠 engineering is... interesting yes, but it's also making you scratch your head in confusion. like i met math and physics again there and it's more of technical things like machine and such (which i have 0 interest in) so most of the time i would sit in class and try not get caught being sleepy―

accounting is pretty useful in the working world!🥹 i think it's great should you decide to pursue that because anywhere we need accountants~ ah, tbh i'm afraid of trying crypto because well, for one, my luck isn't that great so...

SERIOUSLY how did you like algebra that was my natural enemy😭 but yeah if you're good at it, of course you'd like it!🥹 i was a total dummy so i hate it ahaahahah ooh i actually started out not hating biology but ever since my teacher got me to try this national competition, i realized how much i'm not cut out for that and even in the end i WO-ed🫠 periodic table isn't that hard when you compare it to biology though AHAHAHAH

omg really?! that's sooo cute! i definitely want to visit there now that you said it like that!🥹 baby turtles always get my heart soft like awww they're so smol and yet walking...

that's okay! oh and that's so fun that you're painting your walls by yourself?? like you can customize it and such too??

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