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Steal Your Heart (Part 1)

When the calling card of the infamous Knave of Hearts arrives, he’ll rob his victims blind of their most treasured items on the appointed date. Enter ace detective Yuu accompanied by rookie cop Deuce Spade, both seeking to apprehend the Knave and bring him to justice.

Will they succeed, or will the phantom thief steal their valuables--and their hearts--first?

This was originally meant to be one fic, but it was getting to be WAY too long. I decided to split it in half and release this part now and the second part (which I am still working on!) later. This first part focuses more on Yuu and Deuce; the second part will be more Yuu and Ace.

(Please note: there are slight romantic implications in the form of an Ace/Yuu/Deuce love triangle, but those elements could also be interpreted as platonic or as just playful teasing with no additional meaning. It’s all in the eyes of the reader!)

Imagine this...

The police station’s waiting room was a familiar sight.

With time, the shiny checkered floor had grown matte, marred with scratches and scuffs from the boots that crossed it on a daily basis. Someone had taken to attempt to pretty up the otherwise dull space by hanging out abstract paintings on the cream-colored walls, and a vase of white roses dripping with red paint at the check-in desk. There was as even a glass tank which housed a small family of colorful hedgehogs.

Maybe they were meant to be welcoming—but really, they were more clashing than anything. Certainly not a fit for the stiff atmosphere of the station.

Still the fluorescent lightbulbs buzzed faintly, flickering in and out on occasion. The sound distracted from the old television mounted in a corner to entertain guests. It seemed to play commercials on a loop more often than it played actual shows. Currently, an Olympus Corp. branded tablet was being toted as the next big technological marvel—though the TV’s audio was fuzzy at best, and the image half static.

A coffee table pushed to the wall, stacked with a new stash of magazines. Whoever updated the reading materials—most likely the friendly senior officer with orange waves for hair—was into the latest trends, often selecting fashion magazines with high gloss finishes. A dangerously beautiful man graced the covers of many of them, dressed in the hottest summertime styles while looking the part of an untouchable ice queen.

As usual, the station was scented with coffee and tea, the beverages of choice for many officers burning the midnight oil or working overtime. The chief demanded it at times to meet deadlines and goals—he was such a stickler for them—and the caffeine helped those under him stay sane as they went about their duties.

In the afternoons, most were either out on lunch or on patrol, lessening the foot traffic at HQ. There was only one man in uniform, seated behind the desk and filing some papers.

Yuu shifted in their own chair, adjusting the rim of the baseball cap upon their head. They were suited in an inconspicuous jacket and sneakers, fingers toying with a badge in a pocket, hidden out of view. To the common man, they were a jogger--but one flash of their lilac gemstone bound to a black and white striped ribbon, and there would be no doubt as to what their true identity was.

The smell of coffee and tea grew stronger, and Yuu glanced up from behind the bill of their hat.

The bespectacled man from behind the fro

nt desk had approached. He had a sheepish smile, bearing a paper cup filled with hot brown liquid and a napkin with a donut laid upon it. Bright pink icing dusted with sugared violet petals crowned the golden fried pastry.

“Detective.”

“Mr. Clover.” Yuu nodded—a terse, polite greeting. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“Please, just ‘Trey’ is fine.” He offered the treats, which they readily accepted. “Sorry for calling you in on such short notice. I’m sure you’re busy juggling your other cases—but I think I speak for the entire department when I say we’re thankful that you were able to make it.”

“No worries, I’m used to it in this line of work,” Yuu replied. “It must be something pretty urgent this time around. The Chief sounded frantic over the phone.”

Trey rubbed at his chin, grasping for the right words. “Let’s just say he’s not in the best of moods right now. You’ll need that sugar to get through this in one piece.”

“That’s very thoughtful of you.”

“Just trying to avoid any trouble. You’d better finish them before you step into his office. You know how he hates it when there are crumbs or spills in there.”

“Aye, aye, sir.” Yuu gave a joking salute before starting to pack away at their snack. The drink was the instant kind, and practically scalding, but it was easy to tell that the donut was homemade. The pastry, flaky on the outside and fluffy on the inside, dusted with sugar granules and sweet icing. “Wouldn’t want the Chief to be blowing a fuse again.”

“No, definitely not. He’s done too much of that lately.” Trey carefully eyed Yuu’s donut, now only half of it left. “Oh, but be sure to brush your teeth a thorough cleaning tonight, or I might have some problems with you. Cavities and staining are real dangers, you know.”

“Are you Assistant Chief of Police or my dental hygienist?” Yuu took a generous swig, then a bite just as big. “You worry too much about everything.”

“Ahahah… Do I? It’s a habit, I guess. Comes with the job.”

“That stressful, huh?”

“Well, I do what I can to smooth things over. Hopefully you can too. It’s been difficult on our department with the Chief all rattled up about the… situation.” He stopped himself. “I’m sure you’ll hear all about it from him.”

So the case is top-secret, Yuu concluded with the last of their donut. Not to be discussed in the public.

They ran their tongue across the length of their mouth, lapping up the remains of sugary residue. “I understand. The details are not to leave his office.”

“You catch on quickly. No wonder why the Chief thinks so highly of your abilities.”

“Flattery’s a part of your tool kit as well, Trey?”

He raised his eyebrows. “… You’ve worked long enough with us to figure these things out. Nothing gets by you, it seems.”

“UGIGIGIGIGGGGHHHH!!”

The remainder of Yuu’s drink sloshed around in its cup, set into motion by the bloodcurdling scream.

A familiar man with orange waves erupted from the chief’s office, hurriedly slamming the door shut behind him. His typically relaxed features were arranged in panic, his hair frazzled.

“How did trying to calm him work out, Cater?” Trey inquired half-heartedly. It was a courtesy more than genuine curiosity.

“What do you think?” the senior officer groaned, sinking where he stood.

Yuu quickly finished their drink, tossing their trash—the evidence they had been there—away and then stood, adjusting their jacket. “That sounds like it’s my cue.”

“Yeah, it is.” Trey sighed, frowning. “He’s in a tough spot right. Be kind to him, will you? That’s all I ask.”

“You got it.” Yuu tipped their baseball cap as they passed the officer. “Thank you for the pick-me-up. I’ll be seeing you, then. Officer Diamond—get some rest.”

“Good luck.”

“You’ll need it, Yuu-chan! Brace yourself.”

The Police Chief was a small but serious man.

His character came through in his office space: books on law and order neatly arranged on shelves, papers and files alphabetically organized in their cabinets, and pens evenly spaced apart and arranged in rows. A crystal vase with deep red roses was poised beside his writing implements. A plate polished to a fine shine was propped up at his desk, reading: Riddle Rosehearts, Chief of Police.

Perched imposingly despite his short stature in his seat, he impatiently tapped a finger on an arm. Riddle’s face was a telltale red and veiny, proof of his earlier outburst, but was beginning to cool into a faint, smooth pink.

There was already another man in the office, sitting across from the Police Chief. He was pale and jittery in a suit the color of the night and sewn with blue sequins and glitter. A top hat rested upon his raven locks, the brim of it shading his hauntingly golden eyes.

Yuu removed their hat and, keeping it to their chest, gave a shallow bow as they entered. “Sir.”

One move out of line, one hair out of place, and they suspected he, in his volatile and vulnerable state, would explode anew.

“Welcome, Detective. I’m glad you could join us today.” Every word was a gruff puff of air, a leash with which to wrest control of his rage. Riddle gestured to the empty chair beside the nervous man. “Sit.”

Yuu obeyed, sinking into the seat offered. They casted a glance at the stranger adjacent to them, who was fiddling with his velvet-lined gloves.

“Mr. Crowley, this is the independent detective from Stray Cat Investigations that I had previously mentioned to you. The force has collaborated with them for a number of difficult cases in the past. Their wit and strategic skills have made them an invaluable asset. I thought it prudent to have them return to join us for your case as well.

“Yuu, meet Dire Crowley. He is the esteemed director and curator for the Sage’s Island Museum, and he’s come to us with his woes.”

“Hello, Mr. Crowley,” Yuu said politely. “It’s nice to meet you.”

He responded with a tired attempt at a smile. “Yes, you too.”

“Now that we’re all acquainted with one another...” Riddle produced a file from beneath his desk and placed it before himself. “Do you care to explain, or shall I?”

“I-I’ll elaborate!” Crowley crowed. He picked at a collection of keys belted to his waist, glistening gold under artificial lights. “The Sage’s Island Museum is planning a new exhibition on the Great Seven. As part of the exhibit, we are having many priceless artifacts flown in from all over Twisted Wonderland. We have donations from even Briar Valley’s royal family!!

“There will also be a great number of important VIP guests present for the grand opening of the exhibit. Royalty, wealthy benefactors, important diplomats, businessmen, celebrities... All individuals who wish to see their history on display! This is very important, you see!! M-My reputation--er, I mean, the museum’s reputation--is on the line here!!”

“Right.” Yuu nodded as they parsed through the information. “I’m following what you’re putting down. And where does your problem arise, Mr. Crowley?”

“Ah, now that,” Riddle smirked, “is the question of the hour.”

He opened his file, pulling out...

A single playing card, its back facing Yuu.

“I trust you’ve been keeping up with the news?”

“As any good detective would. There have been several robberies lately. Terrible, really.” Yuu’s expression clouded with concentration. “Hmm... but if it’s a potential robbery that you’re concerned about, Mr. Crowley... Doesn’t the Sage’s Island Museum boast a state-of-the-art security system from Olympus Corp.? I doubt the average thief would be able to bypass it.”

“That’s just the trouble,” Crowley loudly lamented.

“We are dealing with no ordinary thief,” Riddle clarified.

“It’s not?”

“No. Far from it.” The Police Chief exhaled sharply. “The string of robberies from before--they’re connected by a single thread, perpetuated by the same lone culprit. And now that scoundrel intends to continue his crime spree.”

“I’ve never heard of this before.”

“You shouldn’t have. It was a top-secret operation within my force since the first of its kind.”

“Why am I being told of it now?”

“Because, loathe as I am to admit it, the culprit has managed to outwit us and elude capture each and every time, He employs a bag of cheap parlor tricks and smoke and mirrors like the coward he is,” Riddle confessed begrudgingly. The blue-grey of his eyes were steely and stubborn. “A case as important as this needs the additional man—and brain—power, Detective.”

He placed the playing card down and slid it toward the detective. “This arrived in the morning at Mr. Crowley’s desk, the same as all the prior robberies. It gave him quite the fright. He rushed all the way to the station to beg for our assistance.”

“This is...” Yuu gingerly turned the card over, revealing a message scrawled on the other side in bright red gel ink. Each letter was big and bubbly, bursting with cheek and pomp.

Their heart jumped.

To the Old Crow that safeguards the Museum,

Heyo~

Your pockets look a lil’ heavy there, so I’ll help you out. (Aren’t I so kind?) Three days from now, I’ll claim one of your most prized treasures at the stroke of midnight.

Stand back and watch as I perform the greatest magic trick you’ll ever see... and make the portrait of the Queen of Hearts vanish before your very eyes. It’ll be a show-stopper!!

Until then,

Phantom Thief Knave of Hearts <3

P.S. Send the cops my regards, they can’t catch me lol (especially when their teapot tyrant’s patience is in SHORT supply geddit)

“They’re just flat-out announcing what their intentions are,” Yuu realized. They were half impressed, half shocked at the gall. “You said all of the victims received messages like this?”

“Calling cards, yes.” The fury had returned to Riddle’s features, causing his voice to spike and strain. “It’s infuriating!! What does he get off on, misappropriating magic as cheap parlor tricks for crime, writing notes in such a cocksure manner, taunting us to pursue him?!

“Not only is he poking fun at my height and committing a crime, but for mere SPORT?! For the THRILL of it?! He’s making a mockery of the good people of this island and of my men and our efforts to secure the peace!!”

The Police Chief slammed a fist down on his desk, rattling his glass vase and setting his perfectly straight pens askew. Crowley shrunk back in fear. “That Knave of Hearts...!! He must be stopped at all costs!!”

“Y-Yes, absolutely!!” Crowley chimed in. “For my--er, I mean, for the museum’s sake, this criminal must be put behind bars!! That’s why I’ve come to you, my good people!

“My taxpayer dollars help fund the police force, so I’ve come to collect on what its promise to protect and to serve the community!! Well, here’s the community at your doorstep asking you to protect and to serve!!”

“That’s why you want to put me on this case,” Yuu concluded, clasping the calling card to their racing heart. “To prevent this from going down tonight.”

“And furthermore,” Riddle added, “to investigate the identity of this so-called phantom thief once the museum is safely secured.”

“That’s a tall order, sir.”

“You’ll have access to our force’s resources, and to my officers. You will assist in overseeing this operation, with maps and outlines of the museum’s security detail from Mr. Crowley. We’ll cooperate to create a plan of attack to apprehend the Knave.”

“You misunderstand me. I never said I wouldn’t take the job,” Yuu coolly informed the Chief. Their mouth cocked upwards with confidence. “I’m always up for a challenge.”

“Oh, blessed day!! From the very bottom of my oh-so-generous heart, thank you very much!!” Crowley cried tearfully.

For the first time the entire briefing, Riddle smiled back at Yuu. “Hmph. That’s what I like to hear. Happy to be working with you again, Detective.”

“Likewise, Chief.”

The sun had already set when Yuu exited the station, the stars blinking into existence. Several hours had been spent picking the museum curator’s brain with a fine-toothed comb, looking over layouts, and memorizing security detail. The information had been well-stocked, and now came the time to let it marinate and bloom into plans.

Stuffing their hands in their pockets, Yuu shuffled down the sidewalk and past rows of parked vehicles. Ahead, neon lights flashed in and out, and the trains rattled on their well-worn tracks, buses and cars honking at each other, the chatter of street vendors filling the air.

And something different than the usual tonight.

The city never slept, always buzzed with energy. Yuu had become accustomed to its sights and sounds, finding them even comforting. Their best ideas were conceived against the hum of the cityscape. It was just soft enough to not fully distract, but just noticeable enough to tug at their thoughts for long enough to stray into new territories and concepts.

Light from lonely streetlamps created tears in the darkness, illuminating the path to their favorite downtown thinking spot: the Mostro Lounge. A good (albeit overpriced) drink would chase away their tiredness.

Yuu continued with that promise in mind, every step catlike. First quick, next slow, then quick, moderate, slow, quick, slow, quick, moderate. Their speed, ever alternating.

Their ears strained against the sounds of the city, slowly parsing through the individual elements.

Trains, buses, cars, chatter… and the soft footsteps masked by them. Footsteps which matched Yuu’s pace.

There was no mistaking it now.

I’m being followed.

They didn’t look to see who it was—the first rule of tailing a target was to never alert them to your awareness. Yuu would know (as oftentimes they were the one in the position of tailer).

They cast their eyes across the street, which was busy with bodies. Once Yuu merged with the crowd, they could easily shake off their stalker.

Their feet picked up their pace again, hurrying to the crosswalk. It was a glaring red, advising pedestrians to stop.

Shoot, Yuu cursed.

They felt a presence step up beside them. From the corner of their eye, they could make out a dark form--clothes. Yuu pretended to check the time on their phone, and glimpsed him in the reflection.

He was in a hoodie, with the hood pulled up and head down to conceal his features. His hands, too, were out of sight, a sea of baggy fabric hiding identifying features, save for his frame. Lanky, but reasonably packed with muscle to keep up with Yuu.

The man shifted, and his sight grazed theirs. His eyes were hard and icy, a silent threat.

Yuu quickly focused on the crosswalk light. Their heartbeat became as loud as the surrounding sounds. Screeching above the vehicles, shouting from the rooftops. THA-THUMP, THA-THUMP, THA-THUMP.

At last, the light turned from red to white.

Walk.

They started--and so did he.

“Excuse me.” A hand came upon their shoulder. The other pulled at something with a sinister glint. “Do you have a second?”

No walking, Yuu corrected themselves. Run!!

They sprinted down the crosswalk, jostling pedestrians with a hasty “sorry!” thrown back at them. As Yuu weaved through the crowd as fast as they could, they could not completely shunt out the man after them.

“Hey, please wait!! Where are you going?! C-Come back, I need to talk to you!”

His voice carried above the others. People jolted back, the crowd parting to make way for the man to charge forth. His volume swelled louder and louder as he gained on them.

Towering apartments seemed to bear down on Yuu. Their windows, glaring.

A shop. Find a shop and get inside!!

Yuu pumped their arms, pleaded for their legs to move more efficiently.

Again, a weight fell upon their shoulder. It was a clamp, fingers biting Yuu’s skin through their jacket as they dug in and held firm.

The other hand wielded the same shining object that it had before. Yuu looked more closely this time, and the unease in them dissipated. It was not the pointed tip of a knife, but the glint of a familiar officer’s badge wreathed in golden roses.

The man tore off his hood with a sigh--though Yuu noticed that he wasn’t one bit out of breath. Navy bangs fell across his forehead, his eyes a peacock green-blue, much friendlier under the streetlamps than the crosswalk signs.

He smiled at Yuu as though he were greeting an old friend. His grip turned into a tender squeeze. “I finally caught up with you!”

The detective awkwardly pulled away, confusion scrawled on their face. “Um... Sorry, who are you? I don’t believe we’ve met before.”

“Oh! Uh...” The man jumped, retracting his hand. “That’s because we haven’t! Er, not officially anyway, but I’ve heard a lot about you!!”

Yuu pointed to his badge. “That. You’re an officer?”

“Yessir!” The man offered the proof of his identity and stiffly saluted. “Officer Deuce Spade, sir!! I’m a new recruit...!! I just joined the force a few weeks ago!”

Yuu mustered a faint smile. The darned fool was going to give them away. “... Am I in trouble, officer?”

“Nossir! Not at all!” His entire face shone with eagerness, earnest, and a slightly nervous energy. Maybe Yuu would have found it adorable (in the same way that a child trying hard was adorable), were he not blasting your occupation to the public. “Why would you be in trouble, sir?! You’re working with...”

“Okaaay, that’s enough out of you!” Yuu slapped a hand over Deuce’s mouth, silencing him.

Curious onlookers murmured amongst themselves. Some had taken to halt and full-on gawk. Children pointed, adult narrowing their eyes with suspicion.

Yuu frowned, removing their hand to shoo pedestrians away. “Nothing to see here, folks. Just a misunderstanding. Move along, Wonder Boy and I can settle this ourselves.”

“Wonder Boy?” Deuce, in a daze, pointed to himself. “Is that... me?”

“Who else would I be talking about?” Yuu folded their arms. “I assume you’re free now?”

“I am, sir! I was just let off my shift a little while ago, sir!”

“First, drop the ‘sir’. It’s giving me a headache,” Yuu instructed. “Second, if you’re free, then you’ll be joining me for a drink and a chat. We have things to discuss--chief among them being why you were following me.”

Ring-a-ling!

A bell sounded as the door to the Mostro Lounge swung open. Deuce stepped into a new world, Yuu at his side.

The interior itself was dim, but glass lights fastened in the shape of jellyfish projected swimming incandescent lights in purple, blue, and pink. Velvet booths lined one half of the eatery, the other, a glossy bar with tall, narrow stools, the shelves behind it healthily stocked with bottles in jeweled tones. Strangers poised with drink took residence in most of the seats.

The entire back wall had been repurposed into a massive aquarium teeming with aquatic plants and exotic creatures. Seaweed and coral gently swayed to the rhythm of the smooth jazz floating through the lounge, fish frolicking among them.

“Whoooa,” Deuce gasped, craning his head to drink in every detail. “I’ve never been to a place as classy as this. It looks so expensive. You think my salary’s enough to cover at least an appetizer?”

“Hang on tight to your wallet,” Yuu warned. “This place will squeeze you for every thaumark you’re worth and then some—and they won’t feel a bit of remorse about it.”

The detective raised an arm, flagging a nearby waiter.

Their uniform was simple yet sleek: dark dress pants, a white bow tie, spotless gloves, and a cummerbund and suspenders over a lavender button-up shirt. It allowed for slight variation—one waiter skidded by with his shirt buttoned as low as food safety regulations deemed safe. Another jotted down orders with a jacket thrown over his shoulders and a pair of glasses tucked into the crevice of his buttons.

The waiter Yuu called out to approached like a shark fin cutting through still water, neatly bowing to greet their waiting customers. He was prim and proper compared to the other servers, not a button out of place.

When he raised his head, Deuce marveled at his mismatched olive and gold irises, the teal of his hair marred by a stripe of black. Three diamond-shaped scales dangled from his left ear, as sharp as his eyes.

“I bid you welcome to the Mostro Lounge, honored guests,” the waiter said smoothly. He gaze immediately cut to Deuce. “I see you’ve brought a friend with you, today, Yuu-san. How delightfully rare.”

“Acquaintance. We just met outside under… less than ideal circumstances.”

“Oya, how quick you were to seize on that chance encounter. I may even deem you a bigger opportunist than our dear manager.”

“… Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” Deuce inquired.

“Perhaps you will find the answer to your question, should you act as a patron at our establishment for long enough.”

“Quit toying with him, Jade. You know what we’re here for,” Yuu grumbled. “My usual.”

“If that is what you wish. And for this gentleman acquaintance of yours?”

“Just ice water is fine, sir!”

Jade maintained his polite smile. “Very well. One glass of ice cold water for you. I will bring you a menu as well, in case you begin to feel peckish late into the night.”

“Oh, thanks!”

“Right this way then.” Jade gestured for the two to follow him.

“He’s upselling you, you know,” Yuu pointed out under their breath. “Hoping that you’ll buy something when presented with the opportunity to spend.”

“E-Eh, he is?! I didn’t even realize…”

“Fufufu. Please, do not let your worries consume you. You have come to relax, correct? We at the Mostro Lounge ask that you put your fins and your feet up and enjoy yourself while the night is still young.”

They were escorted to two empty stools in a (relatively) quiet corner of the bar. The glass jellyfish lights were clustered in the center of the main dining area, leaving the corner like a slice of dark, uncharted waters. Jass music and conversation filtered into a muffled melody.

Yuu plopped down with relief, followed by an apprehensive Deuce. He slowly sank into the cushy seat.

“I will be right back with your drinks. If you will excuse me.” With another bow, Jade rounded the bar and rolled up his sleeves—the transition from waiter to bartender. Presenting his back to the duo, he set to plucking bottles off of the shelves.

Deuce blinked. He still hadn’t taken to fully processing his new surroundings. “Are we really going kick back and have drinks when there’s a serial thief on the loose?”

“We can’t talk about that in public, or risk blowing my cover. It’s safe to talk here,” Yuu reassured him. “What happens in the Mostro Lounge stays in the Mostro Lounge. Say what you want about the slimy staff, but they know how to keep their patrons’ secrets. Client confidentiality and all.”

The young officer brightened. “Ooooh, I get it!”

“… You’re not the sharpest tool in the shed,” Yuu remarked bluntly. They slipped off their baseball cap, letting loose their hair. “So? Let’s have it.”

“Have what?”

“Your reason for following me.”

“Oh!! That.” Deuce nervously scratched at the back of his neck. “That’s kind of…”

The detective drummed their fingers on the polished counter. Methodical, deliberate. “You mentioned that you recently joined the force. However, only senior officials in the police department and myself were privy to this operation. How did you come to learn about it?”

Deuce stiffened, thrown off his beat (if he had any to begin with). “Th-That’s…!”

“I’m asking you a question, Mr. Spade. Please answer me truthfully.”

“I… um… Truth is, I…” Deuce stared at his lap, unable to meet the detective’s eyes. “I might have eavesdropped when I returned from my patrol shift…”

“Go on,” Yuu coaxed.

“There was a report I had to submit to the Chief, but it sounded like he was busy in his office. It’s hard to not notice him when he raises his voice, sir. I decided to wait outside until he was done, and… well, I got curious.”

“Wasn’t Assistant Chief Clover also present? He just let you do that without a single protest?”

“Assistant Chief Clover was very nice to me! He laughed a little and said ‘make sure you don’t get caught with your hand in the cookie jar’!”

Darn it, Trey!! You could’ve been a LITTLE stricter with this guy…! Yuu groaned, massaging the bridge of their nose. “Okay, I think I’m starting to get a better picture of what went down. You followed me wanting to learn more about the operation.”

Like a curious child chasing after a white rabbit. Still immature, still wondering, and still way over their head.

“Yes, but that’s not all!” Deuce insisted. He abruptly stood from the table. “There’s an even more important reason than just satisfying my curiosity, sir!”

Yuu quirked an eyebrow. “And what’s that?”

“I had to talk to you—without the Chief around. I had to. That’s why I followed you in secret.” The officer nibbled his lower lip, as if biting back something harsh and bitter from coming up.

“Out with it, Mr. Spade.”

“Pardon the intrusion,” Jade coolly interjected. His tone was nonchalant but his bemused smile was a telltale sign that he was relishing in every second of the hot gossip. “Your beverages.”

He slid two glasses between Yuu and Deuce before departing. One was tall and slim—a highball—loaded with carbonated water and fruity gummies. Yellow for jeweled pineapples, red for ruby berries, green for frozen mint, black for floral cacao, and blue from pure azure salt. It was Yuu’s usual, the famed Mystery Drink. The other glass was, by comparison, an ordinary drink of water, a single large, clear cube of ice floating in it.

A bead of sweat ran down Deuce’s jawline. Condensation forming and racing on his glass of water.

Suddenly, the officer slapped both hands on the counter, slamming his face down upon its surface. His navy hair splayed, forehead touching the table in a display of humility.

Yuu almost spilled their drink. “What are you doing?”

“I’m begging you, sir!! P-Please put me on the mission!!” Deuce pleaded, his voice shaky but resolute. “I… I want to help catch the Knave of Hearts too!!”

“If that’s all you wanted, why ask me? Go through the proper channels to…”

“I can’t!! The Chief would never allow it.” His expression creased with shame. “He says rookies need to work their way up from meter maid to working on cases.”

“He’s right. You need to grow into these things, not rush in head-first in a burst of passion.” Yuu made to take a sip of their drink—but the officer’s fist collided with the counter, the liquid inside the glass sloshing overboard. Seltzer water splashed onto their pant leg, leaving a sticky wet spot on a thigh.

“P-Please reconsider! I know how to handle myself in a fight! I’m fast, I could easily catch up with him if it’s a race on foot!”

“Look,” the detective said irritably, “I don’t know what you’re hoping to accomplish here. Fact is, no matter how much you ask, I wouldn’t want to take you on for this case. You’re too green behind the ears—and sorry, but I just don’t see you as an asset.

“You may be strong and quick on your feet, but it’ll take more than strength and speed to catch the Knave of Hearts. There’s a reason he hasn’t been caught yet.” Yuu tapped at their temple. “It’s this. He’s got smarts, and we need to combat that with smarts of our own.”

“I-I can be smart!! I can try to, at least! Please, just let me try…!!”

Frustrated, Yuu scrutinized the young man again. Their eyes roaming, searching, for detail wrong, a hair out of place.

Years of sleuthing had built up a great amount of cynicism and distrust in the detective. How many times had they pulled back the curtain, revealing the ugly truths hidden out of plain sight? How many bruised egos--both clients and coworkers--had they encountered? People seeking status or to feed their own pride.

Yet when they looked at Deuce, none of that ugliness or ego came through. Here was someone who stubbornly stared right back at Yuu, unwilling to back down, even when his dignity lay in tatters on the floor the instant he prostrated himself.

Another selfish bid for recognition? They ventured, toying with the idea. Maybe personal ambition, looking to climb up in the world.

“... One reason,” Yuu said, holding up an index finger. “Give me one good reason why I should take you on. Convince me.”

Deuce recoiled--as though even he hadn’t expected to have made it this far, or to be taken seriously at all. His brows creased with effort as he racked the recesses of his mind to find the right phrasing.

A second later, he let out a piercing shout.

“GAAAAAAAAH!!”

With a grunt, Deuce grasped his cup of ice water and lifted it to his lips. He hammered the drink in a single swig, releasing a satisfied hoot. The liquid courage had revived the man, returning the spark to him.

In a voice as clear as the drink he had just downed, Deuce said, “It’s for my mom. She’s just about the sweetest, most hard-working person I know.”

He hung his head and slammed his empty cup down, shaking the entire table.

“She raised me as a single parent. Mom never once complained, only wanted the best life for me.” Deuce glared into his glass, speaking with scorn and anger--not at others, but for himself. “And how did I repay her? I... turned to delinquency.

“I acted out because I wasn’t man enough to do the mature thing and work on myself!! She blamed herself for my stupid decisions! I made mom worry for me so, so much...”

Plip, plip.

Deuce faltered, letting quiet tears dribble down his cheeks and landing on the cube of ice left in his glass. Once they made contact with the frozen block, it was impossible to tell what was water and what was salt.

“I swore to myself that I would turn my life around... to show mom that it’s not her fault, that she did all she could to raised someone who could contribute to society!! So I studied really hard at the police academy, and even though my grades were crappy, I managed to graduate...!!”

He choked up, a concoction of fiery passion infused in his stuttering words. “I can finally be that model officer and make a change in the community! But I haven’t done a damn thing...! I just play meter maid while bad guys are out there running free, when I could be out there making this city a safer place for mom and everyone that lives here...!!”

The noises of the lounge seemed to fade into a stoic silence around Deuce. His declaration reverberated loudly. “I have to do this. I need to do this.”

He bowed again, his forehead pressed hard against the surface of the table. The single word he uttered was hoarse, desperate.

“Please.”

Deuce pried himself up almost painfully. The eyes were aquamarine, wet with hot tears. Something shone through them in shades of blue and green, priceless as any treasure: an honesty that burned like an eternal flame.

Yuu startled, striken by a single, haunting revelation: He’s telling the truth.

“... I don’t think I’ve met someone like you before,” they said cryptically. “I don’t doubt your story—but as touching as it is, I don’t know if...”

Hesitation reared its head, and Yuu forced themselves to look away. Couldn’t bear to see him, that wide-eyed sincerity.

Emotion clashing with their sound logic. Two things that shouldn’t have belonged together colliding. 

Wait... things that don’t belong together? Things I didn’t expect, surprises and twists to the tale...

A ex-delinquent turned into a policeman. A selfishness turned selfless. An anticipated lie turned into a truth. Something there that hadn’t been before.

The detective’s mind raced, quickly outpacing the words leaving their mouth. A solution which subverted expectations, a trap laced with honey for a man with sticky fingers.

That’s it. We’ll pull a trick of our own.

“Okay, I’ve changed my mind,” Yuu abruptly announced. “You’re in on this operation, Mr. Spade.”

“R-Really?!” Deuce’s face nearly tore in half, his volume revving up like a motorcycle engine. “You mean it?!”

“I do.”

Yuu took a cool sip of their Mystery Drink. Flavors from all over Twisted Wonderland cascaded over their tongue—a triumphant, fleeting pleasure.

They set their glass down and bent over, gripping Deuce by the strings of his hoodie. Yuu tugged, bringing the policeman lurching forward.

His clammy forehead against theirs. Centimeters away, his eyes widened. A flushed heat climbed to his cheeks, his voice set in a stammer.

“S-Sir, what are we...”

“You’ll have to follow my instructions very carefully,” Yuu replied with a devious grin. “Listen up, rookie: cuz you’re going to be the star of this show. Here’s the plan...”

The ambience of the lounge drowned out Yuu’s whispers. From afar, their words could only be read through the shapes of their mouth, the increasingly confused and alarmed expressions that Deuce pulled.

Jade observed them patiently, chuckling to himself. “My, my, it seems like our genius detective has found yet another solution.”

CLATTER, CLATTER!!

A tray piled high with empty plates and dishes was slammed down. Jade’s twin peered around the stack, leaning lazily against the bar.

“Eeeh, but I bet against them this time.”

“Playing the contrarian runs its risks.” Jade picked up a glass, staring at his brother through it. The golden orb called his left eye was clear as a topaz. “As for myself, I’m excited to see how this plays out.”

PLAP.

A notepad came down on the table as a third waiter joined them.

“Both of you need to stop gossiping and get back to work,” their manager chided, sliding the notepad—scrawled with fresh orders—to Jade. “Leave the customers to tend to their own business. We’ll soon know the outcome.”

[To be continued...]

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[wmarximoff]

𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 | 𝐰. 𝐦𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟

summary: no one needs to know that the president of the most admired sorority on campus has a crush on you.

warnings (18+): a brief smut, Wanda cussing like a mean girl, R being a little shit, slight corruption if you squint. MINORS DNI.

pairing: sorority!Wanda x dirtbag!reader

word count: 3k

A/N: this is definitely not my best work by far, but I'm testing the tone of sorority!Wanda until I can write her in a way I like, so whoever reads this will be my test subjects lol

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A pale and motley patch of white sunbeams smearing the glass of a nearby window was what captured your attention for a few bits of seconds that, together, would complete more than the whole of a minute. The window opened to the blue sky outside, to the large green trees rooted there near the building in a healthy lawn, with brownish and thick trunks spaced by stripes of daylight that sent a forest air to that specific region of the campus, which used to be well ventilated.

A deep yawn was stifled by a mouth just behind your head, both your elbows raised across the face of the hard plastic table. In the middle of that spring semester, the white-painted walls of the tapering classroom, which inclined down in steps from student seats that sloped toward Professor Harkness's rectangular desk, into a lesser concavity when pitted against the chairs of the students, they looked chubbier and sunnier than usual, which is why you had to wear light clothing with few layers to make it through that class until the end of the term without sweating to the point of dehydration.

“Shit...” was the tiniest curse uttered under your breath.

The friction caused by the tip of your pen across the paper ended up writing an inexact word in your fast informal handwriting, which you, annoyed, tried to cover up with an eager flick of the wrist towards the right. A wide thin line had slipped above the dashed letters in dark blue ink – because you saw yourself viscerally unhappy about your succinct spelling error (since it is written “economy”, and never “econonomy”). Several other students eagerly tapped their fingers on laptop keyboards (clatter of keys pounding across the classroom), but something nostalgic in you preferred to stick with good old paper and ink.

After scribbling such inaccuracy into your handwritten notes, you resumed your transcripts of what was taught by your teacher, trying to record the minimum necessary. You chewed gum with a cinnamon-synthesized flavor, a customary practice. A pen rolled and clattered to the floor, and then someone reached down to pick it up.

Your committed gaze, therefore, migrated from the articulated writings in your notebook to the professor's figure in front of the rest of the room, leaning with her hip against her long and low table, facing a certain handful of vivacious and diligent students. Agatha Harkness kind of reminded you of the Wicked Witch of the West from the Wizard of Oz – maybe it was her long, thin nose, or the exotic mannerism of her hands.

“So, ladies and gentlemen, to fully understand Austen's novels it’s first important to understand the finer points about economics and mid-nineteenth-century class relations that are portrayed in the relationships between characters in several of her works.”

Blustered Miss Harkness with her thick chestnut locks, her cashmere waistcoat looking more violet than usual on this hot sunny day, her arms clasped close to her ribcage, her cream-colored button-up shirt with the sleeves perched up to her elbows.

“It's not just about dating and marriage or strong female characters that this work is about, however that is what some uninformed people out there might assume. Of course, female empowerment is a crucial part of these novels, but it’s actually important for us to recognize the irrefutable fact that Austen has always dealt with social classes in her works, and because of this she is full of important economic themes that can be pointed out by the reader. Does anyone know what I'm talking about, people? Somebody? Anybody?”

You kind of chortled to yourself, reaching into your chair for a more comfortable position than had ever been found. You could well respond to such an inquiry, so much so that you could presage the formulation of the words that climbed your throat and lodged at the tip of your tongue, prepared to be pronounced in front of the rest of the class. But you just knew there was someone else who would be frothing to answer that question.

The right hand raised in the air, greedy for the intellectual realms of the demanded explanation, had not been yours at all. And silently, just an unimportant listener, you waited for the well-known answer to come, never exposing yourself any further than was necessary like a withdrawn, flowing animal of self-preservation and self-doubt, a silly little smile forming the outline of your lips.

“Yes, Miss Maximoff ?” Agatha pointed with her chin at a few tables behind yours, two steps up from where you were. Her neck craned back, and air seized her lungs in anticipation.

Wanda Maximoff, self-absorbed and with a shrewd, focused countenance, could be found just a tiny amount of meters uphill from where you were located. She was liked, adored and revered, a name passed around campus with airs of admiration, high in the social hierarchy of sororities and fraternities around the university. She had kind green eyes, but the kind of kindness that shouldn't be confused with naivete, something Wanda didn't have at all.

She was a president, the most prudent of them all, appealing even to the eyes of the university who were excluding or not adept at the Greek way of life, known for leading the chapter where some of the girls who turned heads around resided. She was a necessity, a public figure among other young people her age. And, in front of her, you smiled small. She was the most beautiful girl you would ever meet in your life.

Among your many other classmates scattered throughout the classroom, she was the only one wearing high black stockings under a pleated skirt checked in a gray fabric, highlighting the soft skin of her legs so strictly stunning and painstaking.

The long, dark locks were thus partially held back from covering her stunning face, tucked behind the shells of her ears. Fingers with polished black enamel nails, pale extensions adorned with silver rings of the most variegated shapes and sizes, parked the digits over a keyboard of a small portable computer placed right in front of her.

Her wardrobe always looked like a venustic mix of Cher Horowitz clothes and Nancy Downs accessories, choosing to constantly alternate between the two extremes of preppy and dark, usually finding herself somewhere in the middle of the two.

“Most of Austen's characters can be classified as belonging to the middle class of society, and she has never had a problem portraying the inequality between them and members of other social classes, both lower and higher,” irises jadish seethed in a well-educated glow, since it came as no surprise to anyone just how enthusiast of Jane Austen literature Wanda Maximoff could be.

“In fact, Austen's novels portray various socio-economic factors in 19th century Britain, specifically in matters of wealth and poverty and the values of coins at the time, as well as how much capital these people could have even at that time. It was never just about love and marriage.”

Wanda finished off in superb mastery by flashing an exultant little smile, scrunching a patch of skin from her nose like a fluffy little bunny, exuding airs of quite self-satisfaction. When her emerald gaze engaged yours across that sea of heads, you offered her a funny wink with your right eye, to which Wanda only chuckled and shook her head provocatively.

“You are absolutely correct, Miss Maximoff,” Professor Harkness greeted the student proudly from the front of the students as she stood, “I couldn't have said it myself in better words than that.”

You just rolled your eyes in their sockets playfully, resting your chin in the palm of your right hand whose elbow was supplanted by the face of the table. Someday Agatha would still end up adopting Wanda if she could.

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“Oh fuck , Y/n!” The lascivious voice growled, reverberating, like a breath of apex, through the walls of the second-floor women's restroom of the university's Languages and Literature building.

“Just like that baby, oh–!” Wanda trapped her bottom lip with her own incisors, confining a moan to the deepest core of her being, her two inner thighs constricting her ears almost deafeningly.

Even that same morning after the classroom, with the emptiness there, a faucet dripping, only the linoleum floor could hear the hums uttered by a breathless Wanda, with her mouth tightened and her face burning in red embers like a peach in her sharp cheekbones, feeling just as satisfied as you prolonged her peak smearing your entire face in erratic movements of her taut hips.

You rubbed her swollen clit against your upper lip, that little knot of nerves squirming blindly in search of prolonging that sensation of pleasure that seeped into her bones, the plaid skirt sharply bunched below her navel. The two of you were squeezed into a bathroom stall, you on your knees and she sprawled all over the sides of that tight little space.

“Fuck,” Wanda gasped in a blink of slow eyelids, very sparingly holding your head against her pussy with the open palm of her right hand, “Fuck, baby…”

Ring-wrapped fingers found themselves fondling between the roots of your hair, the other girl's head hunched back, her lip gloss smudged. When you, as serene as you could be in the face of the beautiful sight of her orgasm, sank your teeth into a light open bite on her inner thigh just to make fun of her, Wanda moaned sensitively and increased her grip of deferred fingers against the roots of your hair.

“N-no,” she squealed in a breathless fashion, her brow creased like someone in pain, “No more, please, I can't take any more.”

“Okay, fine,” you smiled before gracing the bite mark with a slightly swashbuckling chaste kiss, a silent apology so close to her abused cunt dripping in a hangover of pleasure, “I want you to walk out of here with your own legs.”

You, kneeling down to her level, turned your face away from the gap between Wanda's opalescent crotch, still pulsing on your tongue the vigorous taste of the juice coming from her pulsing vagina – the skin down your chin and around your mouth completely burnished in a brilliant radiance from the president's overwhelming orgasm just above your head, chest heavy into her thin fabric blouse, uneven breathing and vaguely wobbly knees.

You scrambled to your feet, stretching your knees inside your baggy jeans, not much to say after accomplishing your mission but offering the sorority girl a smug crooked smile, bringing your knuckles up to sweep away the wetness out of your face. Wanda looked even prettier being panting and flushed after you wrung an orgasm out of her guts.

“My God, pretty girl,” you bit back a smile at the commission of your glossy lips by her cum in a brief tone of astonishment, “You really made a whole mess of my face, huh–”

“Shut your pretty fucking mouth, you're pissing me off.”

Before you could even entertain the idea of cleaning yourself with soap and water, however, a hand pressed the skin on the back of your neck and, in a reckless way, pulled you into a rough kiss, Wanda going forward toward your face sipping from her own orgasm built up by your mouth. And then, a tongue emerged between the pulps of her lips, dragging itself through the commission of your mouth, so much more ecstatic after an extravagant orgasm.

As you parted when oxygen was needed in your burning lungs, you blinked slightly foolishly, so that both your noses were almost touching in midair as Wanda smiled voluptuously at your lethargic blinks, her upper lip pressing lightly on her rosy, somewhat puffy lower lip.

The dark gazes screwed into an invisible line, the verdant darkness taking pleasure in your goofy silence, amused by your silliness. Wanda smiled catlike, the soft fingers of digits stroking the skin from the nape of your neck just below your hairline.

“Well,” you lisped somewhat not knowing what to say under your breath, “Maybe you don't need to walk out of here on your own two legs exactly…”

And your mischievous right hand threatened to touch her again, making your way to the center of her thighs, but as overstimulated as she was, she was firm in preventing you from squeezing her one more time before your fingers crossed the hem of her skirt.

“Don't you even dare to start,” the girl finally walked away, barely managing to unfold the skirt from her upper thighs and smooth the creased fabric with her fingertips before pushing the laminate door out, her lacy panties vaguely forgotten inside the back pocket of your jeans.

“I need to study for a test because you know, unlike you I really care about my grades. We value our good academic performance at Omega Mu Zeta and I am their president, so I–”

“You need to set a good example, yeah, I know.”

Wanda, however, just threw you a glare over her shoulder, as flippant as could be, “You're annoying.”

You rolled your eyes out of their sockets dazedly before following Wanda's sweetly woody scent out of the bathroom stall. That girl was your personal glory, but she would be your undoing at some point in the near future.

“C’mon pretty girl, my grades are pretty good, if you really wanna know,” you propped your hips low beside the pale china sink she was standing in front of, taking in your own appearance reflected in that rectangular mirror on the wall.

“Not being a teacher's pet doesn't necessarily mean I'm a bad student, y’know? That's a very bad impression you have of me, it's almost even offensive.”

“Fuck you,” she stared at her own reflection in the mirror, fixing, with the tips of her fingernails painted in dark nail polish, the cherry gloss on her lips, “I'm not a teacher's pet, I just work hard in understanding the subject. Unlike you.”

You smiled, scrutinizing the sight of the emerald-eyed girl reflected in the mirror – and how beautiful she was, Wanda Maximoff with her cherry lip gloss.

“I certainly have not the talent which some people possess, of converting easily with those I have never seen before,” you recited aloud, your gaze never letting go of hers which, by the reflection in the mirror, turned all emerald attention to her figure with arms crossed before her chest.

“I cannot catch their tone of the conversation, or appear interested in their concerns, as I often see done.”

Wanda then turned her face towards him, and one dark brow creased mockingly towards the middle of her forehead. The makeup was very little, accentuating her natural beauty by her cheekbones and jawline curved around the edges, and the dark eyeliner was always sharp, done with exquisite mastery over the almond-shaped eyelids.

“Did you just recite a line from Pride and Prejudice to me just to prove you know what you're talking about?” she smiled a little at your boldness.

“Maybe,” you shrugged smugly.

“That doesn't prove shit.”

“Proves that I’ve read the book,” you offered her a mocking brow lift.

“How old are you, you idiot, five?”

“Six actually,” you kind of chuckled in return, “But then, did it work? Did I impress you?”

Wanda looked at you for a studious half second, scrutinizing your figure with smart green eyes shimmering the color of summer grass.

“I hate you, you little shit.”

With intensity similar to the magnetic pull of a magnet, Wanda stepped forward with her white boot and took your face from the sides with both hands, merging your lips in a rhythmic kiss in harmonic cadence, which quickly made you whimper in dizzying contentment sharpened through your veins. Lovingly, you allowed yourself a smile at the corner of her pink lips, your heart pounding in the right side of your chest as her forearms laced tightly around the outline of your neck.

The kiss deepened into a need, their tongues twining until they were both panting softly, wet foreheads touching each other. You smiled mischievously against the commission of Wanda's swollen lips.

“My room on Friday after school?” you breathed in front of her face, “Darcy is going out with someone, so... I'll have the room all to myself.”

“Y/n,” Wanda whistled your name, her frown creasing slightly at your not-so-innocent suggestion, “I really have to study for that test, you know Mr. Pym is a real dictator in his classes–”

“And who says we are going to do anything other than study?” you smiled complacently, “Geez, Wanda, that perverted mind of yours goes everywhere, doesn't it? And here I thought you were a good girl, who knew you had that in you?”

“Stupid,” she twirled with her eyes comical, bent wrists resting above your shoulders, “Seriously, I need to keep my grades up—”

But the phrase died in her throat when voices could be heard in loud laughter pouring through the bathroom's main entrance, away from the secluded area of prying eyes where you belonged together. And at that notion something shriveled and deflated inside your chest. You actually looked forward as little as you could to those moments out of situations where you could rob her of the rest of the outside world, because that meant the fantasy was coming to an end.

Wanda was the respected president of Omega Mu Zeta, she was a social figure, she was anything she could be, except being yours. She was nobody's, indeed, but that also said she wasn't yours. But when she threatened to draw her body heat away from your torso, you kept your solemn grip firm on her hips through the fabric of her gray skirt, pinning her in place.

“Y/n,” she tried, hands squeezing your shoulders, a warning that reality was piercing sharply into that little bubble that encompassed you and her.

"Friday night? C'mon pretty girl, please? We'll just study, I promise. Girl Scout word.”

A brief shadow of conflict seemed to glide through the swirls of emerald irises, deepening that clear hue of her eyes, before Wanda tipped her chin back over her left shoulder covered by a blazer with a matching print and skirt, searching for an onlooker who wasn't there, only then to turn to your face and, in such a way, sigh a lame sigh before your expectant gaze. You always brought down all the resistance she seemed to want to lift.

“Okay,” Wanda relented, her shoulders slumping into the plaid blazer, “Okay, Friday after school. But as long as it's for us to actually study, you hear me? And I mean it.”

“Sure,” you muttered in jovial good humor, “We'll study, trust me.”

“Seriously, Y/n, no jokes,” a pair of glossy velvety lips pressed against the contour of your jawbone, right next to your pierced earlobe, “Or you're going to regret this,” Wanda it whispered on a warm breath, before there it plunged a painful bite into your epidermis.

A tiny squeak of pain piped out of your throat, shrugging your shoulder closer to your jaw and away from the other girl's half-open mouth, “Ouch Wanda, what the hell, what did you do that for?!”

“For you to remember to behave yourself,” she smiled with a darkly mischievous gleam, “Now I really have to go, baby. I text you on Friday.”

And then Wanda walked away, and with her went the enticing aroma of woody perfume mixed with strawberry dry shampoo, a fragrance that couldn't be described in any other way than just scarlet, closed, imposing and absolutely sexy in the right dosage. But the next person who squealed in pain was the president herself, whereupon you playfully raised your right forearm to deliver a slap of stiff, splayed fingers against the smooth skin of her panty-less ass beneath her pleated skirt, rocking the fabric of the short garment.

When Wanda tipped her chin back to curse you under her breath “Asshole,” the tops of both her cheeks gleaming in a caustic blush, you just grinned mischievously with your tongue sticking out between your teeth. And so, you knew that on that Friday, she would pay a visit to your room. After all, you didn't need more than that.

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to catch a sunbeam with white moonlight

Author: orphan_account [this work has been orphaned and is no longer associated with it's author]

Fandom: 全职高手 | The King's Avatar

Rating: General Audiences

Category: F/M, Gen, M/M

Words: 55,720

At a Glory convention, Dai Yanqi meets Ye Xiu who is helping Su Mucheng buy her favorite doujinshi. They surprisingly hit it off as they browse through all the doujinshi about their peers and talk about Glory.

About the book

FONTS: EB Garamond (body text, title), Roboto (body text - electronic), Bebas Neue (title, headings), Alfie (title), Segoe UI Symbol (scene breaks - 'gear without hub')

IMAGES: Sunflower (Rawpixel, ID: 2687359), lightning (Rawpixel, ID:10200699)

MATERIALS: Domtar Earthchoice (textblock - 20lb, cream, 11x17 cut down to 8.5x11), Recollections paper pad (endpapers - Dark Watercolor Florals), Iris bookcloth (covers - Eggplant), Verona bookcloth (covers - Hot Toffee), Ribbon (covers - 1/4", shell grey), embroidery floss (endbands - 209 Very Dark Lavender), leather cording (endbands - 1.4mm), Ceramcoat acrylic paint (painted edges - metallic silver), Anita's acrylic paint (painted edges - 11038 Purple), Reeves acrylic paint (painted edges - Violet & Crimson & Blue Lake, Payne's Gray), waxed linen thread (sewing textblock - 30/3, white), Books by Hand (glue - pH neutral PVA)

PROGRAMS USED: Affinity Publisher (typesetting), Affinity Designer and Affinity Photo, LibreOffice Writer (QR codes), Bookbinder-JS (PDF imposer)

BINDING STYLE: Split-board binding, French double-core endbands

(Belated) Binderary Book 2024

My first year participating in Binderary and I'm 2/2 with my goals, albeit slightly late (even with the added leap day).

Goal No. 1: Bind a book!

This fic is an orphaned work, with no author available for me to reach out to. Convenient, since it was a last-minute decision.

Goal No. 2: Finish typesetting the fic that got me into this whole bookbinding/fanbinding hobby!

Bad Boys JEDI Style is a 217 chapter, 908k word "comedy of errors: in which our heroes are recruited to film a reality holo-drama". Much to my despair, the fic I loved had been deleted from every site it was uploaded to, and I was left kicking myself for not having downloaded a copy from AO3.

Shout out to Kam and Lofe, whose wonderful Binderary demos were put to use in the making of this book! Kam's French Double-Core endbands demo was super helpful, sizing up the 'textblock' and components made it easy to actually see what's happening with the sewing. Loffe's demo introduced me to the split-board binding technique and, sleep-deprived hiccup notwithstanding, I think I might find it easier then bradel style binding! Need to bind more books to know for sure (such a hardship 😔).

In other new-s, I took my dad's recent workshop baby for a spin. The bookbinding plough works like a dream! I tried a hidden fore-edge painting for the first time (just a solid colour), but the purple is lost under the Payne's Gray basecoat I applied to the silver painted edges. Adding ribbon to the cover was also new (mostly due to the fact that I never remember until the endpapers are already pasted down).

On the Design

Cover

This is a Team Thunderclap!Ye Xiu AU, so the cover was based on Team Thunderclap's uniforms from the donghua (from the one screencap of the team I found, see below): purple across the shoulders and forearms of their jackets with a yellow stripe down the centre. I added silver ribbon as a nod to the white of the jackets as well as the grey gear of the team's logo. Also in reference to the title: yellow=sunlight, silver=moonlight.

Title Page

The title page stumped me for a while. While brainstorming title page design ideas, I thought about what the title means. In English it's poetic but nonsensical, so I wondered if maybe it held some meaning in Chinese?

As it turns out, it does. Kind of. Maybe. (If I stretch and reach for it, it makes sense). According to a quick search of one webpage for each query, "'White Moonlight' usually refers to a person or thing that is elusive in the heart, has always been loved, but cannot be touched" or "an 'unforgettable first love'." The sunbeam itself might be Ye Xiu, the figurative ray of light, the hero, the gaming idol. Or 'catching a sunbeam' could refer to how "sunflowers turn their heads to catch every sunbeam."

The potential meaning I have cobbled together is how Dai Yanqi turns Ye Xiu's head and captures his heart by sharing the (SanXiu-ified) story of Su Muqiu, the aforementioned white moonlight. Is this what the author intended? Who knows. But it does seem plausible enough to inspire me.

I ended up using both the idea of sunflowers and Thunderclap's uniforms (again). Lightning referencing the team's logo, and also the white colour of a flash of lightning which is kind of like moonlight. The logo's background is blue, as is the uniform as seen on the cover of the manhua featuring the captain Xiao Shiqin (see below), so I made the background blue-purple.

Endpapers

The (not-actually-)sunflowers carried over to the endpapers, as well as the grey colour from the gear in Thunderclap's logo.

Endbands

Kept these simple. A solid purple, as close as I could get to the bookcloth. I didn't want to draw attention away from the stripes on the covers or the silver edges.

Probably could've gone for thicker cores.

The text

For the scene breaks I used a special character of a gear. The cog also looks like a sun. Which is fun because it can reference Thunderclap, the title (sunbeam), and my design choice of sunflowers.

I reused the lightning image at 50% opacity as a background to set apart the backmatter.

Misc.

Recently, I've begun to increase my efforts of preseving fanfiction and safeguarding the stories I love from purges and takedowns. (Sparked by the December 2023 scandal about Sony announcing an upcoming removal of content including the movies and TV shows that people have purchased).

This fic has been archived via the Wayback Machine at https://web.archive.org/web/20240215155152/https://archiveofourown.org/works/37414021?view_full_work=true.

Also, curses be upon Rawpixel. Since the time that I had downloaded the images, they have now be placed behind the premium user paywall (along with a number of other graphics and elements that used to be free).

#the king's avatar #tka #qzgs #fanfiction #bookbinding #fanbinding

[redacted-coiner]

Lesbian Xenoboy & Veldian Xenogirl

[PT: Lesbian Xenoboy & Veldian Xenogirl]

Welcome to possibly me pissing off exclusions because Multigender people want to use attraction labels.

Definitions of Xenoboy(link) and Xenogirl(link)

[Xenoboy Lesbian ID: Two versions of the xenoboy lesbian pride flag with seven horizontal stripes of: Red, salmon pink, pastel orange, white, ice blue, medium blue, and royal blue. The first version of the flag has the xenoboy symbol in the upper left corner: A circle with a five pointed star in the center standing on one tip, with an arrow with a curved line pointing diagonally right.]

[Xenogirl Veldian ID: Two versions of the xenogirl Veldian pride flag, with seven horizontal stripes of: Red-pink, orange, pale orange, cream, lavender purple, purple, and dark violet. The second version of the flag has the xenogirl symbol in the upper left corner: A circle with a five pointed star standing on one tip in the center, with a line going down with a flat cross and two curved lines below it.]

[Tag] @radiomogai & @liom-archive

DNI is listed within my pinned post. Please go read it before interacting with any part of my content. Ask to tag.

#🎨 post #🎨 coining #🖌️ attractions #Lesbian Xenoboy #Xenoboy Lesbian #Veldian Xenogirl #Xenogirl Veldian #Turian Xenogirl #Xenogirl Turian #Turian #Veldian #Lesbian #liom #mogai #liomogai #liom term #mogai coining #liom coining #mogai term #gay #mlm #nwLnw

[sweetesttarot]

Channeled Messages - Traits Of Your Soulmate!

Piles: 1-2-3 4-5-6

Disclaimer:

this is a general message so not all that is mentioned may apply to you/your person, take what resonates!

. ♡ ° . . • . ♡ ° pile one 

I feel like your soulmate is someone from your past. This doesn't only apply to your current waking life, this may be someone you know from a past life or someone from the dream realm. Your soulmate has the most angelic energy. They bring peace wherever they go. I'm getting the message that some of you who picked this pile may work with the Greek God Apollo or are interested in astral travel or shifting. Your person has a bright yellow aura. I also feel that your person may be into foreign music or they may be a polyglot! rainy, dazed, free, child, ship, sail, ghosts, young, journal, kite, fromis_9, love, sleepy, frog, turtleneck, president, frame, glasses, brick, country, india, tulum, minneapolis, highway, plus, notes, music, sticky, gold, ice cream, wales, four leaf clover 

. ♡ ° . . • . ♡ °pile two 

I feel like like your soulmate is the physical version of a chai latte! I know that may sound weird but they have a calming, magnetic, cozy energy. They may wear beige often. I also feel like your soulmate is very clumsy, I'm seeing ink bottles spilled on paper. This person is also a huge animal lover! They may have a pet turtle or a pet named turtle. I also think that this person looooooves pasta so much that they literally eat it multiple times a week.

whales, plaid, plisse, open, knit, wool, maple, orange tabby cat, kristen, california, brazil, pierce, slay, jumping, airplane, drives, dust, flowers, sushi, kintsugi, novels, poetry, virgina woolf, museum, kryptonite 

. ♡ ° . . • . ♡ °pile three 

I feel like your person loves the snow. As a kid they may have wanted to be in the winter olympics. This person is super outgoing but they may use their outgoing personality as a shield. They may really like sonny angel toys and may have a large collection of them! This person could also love watching daily vlogs or healing vlogs. They're also very studious and math may be one of their favorite subjects! cloudy, snow, peace, green, jumbo, lights, blink, rose, waste, glasses, vision, braid, mosquitoes, mountains, sled, porsche, nantucket, lima, yellow, surfing, corners, ikea, polka dot, grapes, beabadoobee, posie

. ♡ ° . . • . ♡ °pile four 

I'm immediately feeling that this person loves the color pink. They may have or may have had multiple cats. Some people may judge this person because outwardly they may look immature but they actually have so much depth and are extremely intelligent! This person may use really sweet, sugary perfumes similar to sweet like candy by ariana grande. I'm also seeing that this person is an avid gamer and may really like dungeons and dragons or street fighter!

stuffed animals, suede, long, juice, stay, socks, nothing, frost, yes, dungeon, prom, violets, fraises, france, ghost, garden, keep, lock, race, seaside, tyler, chrome, seasons, popcorn, like or like like, lovely, music, chasing  

. ♡ ° . . • . ♡ °pile five 

Your person has total Rory Gilmore vibes regardless of their gender. They may wear striped long sleeve shirts and flare jeans a lot. They also really like the marauders from harry potter. Their favorite food is soup, more specifically clam chowder? This person loves going to concerts/movies and they may keep their concert/movie tickets pasted in a red journal. pancakes, sociable, snakes, ring, right, map, facing, dress, horse, turkey, love, tidal, cross, breathe, mantra, west, vibes, running, salon, juniper, resting, also, miso, yogurt, chambers, register, wash, above, charlie, tiger  

. ♡ ° . . • . ♡ °pile six 

Your person loves taking selfies lol. They are always taking pictures and they may even be an influencer. I'm also feeling that they love having quiet time, they find being alone and being quiet so relaxing. This person may collect vintage items and may have a vintage scarf that they tie to their bag. This person also really loves brownies lol. They have a very calming presence and they'll help you learn how to reflect inwardly! holding, four, poles, moist, jungle, ranch, halsey, notion, falling, number, erase, data, samsung, princess, quality, cyan, random, coarse, hiding, shiba, lemon, pricy, bait, madison, wisconsin, logic, bread, pumpkin, lavender

If you enjoyed this reading please reblog!

#pick a pile #pick a card #channeled message #love reading #tarot reading #pick a picture #future spouse #pick a pile reading #pick a card reading #tarot community #general tarot reading #pac reading

[neopronouns]

flag id: six flags with 9 stripes, with the second and eighth being smaller than the others, the first and ninth smaller than those, and the fifth the smallest.

the top left flag's stripes are blue-black, dark indigo, purple, golden yellow, dark pink, cream, light yellow-green, faded purple, and dark purple. the top right flag's stripes are blue-black, dark purple, medium dark faded purple, soft purple, dark faded indigo, bright purple, purple, medium dark pink, and very dark teal.

the middle left flag's stripes are faded purple, soft pink-purple, pale pink, very light pink, pale indigo, very light blue, light blue, soft indigo, and faded indigo. the middle right flag's stripes are dark indigo, medium dark pink, faded pink, light pink, medium dark faded purple-pink, light pink-red, pink, dark pink, and very dark purple.

the bottom left flag's stripes are dull light pink, very light pink, pale pink, pinkish-white, light faded pink, purplish-white, pale purple, very light purple, and dull light purple. the bottom right flag's stripes are extremely dark indigo, very dark purple-pink, dark faded pink, golden yellow, faded indigo, pale green, dull indigo, dark faded blue, and very dark indigo. end id.

banner id: a 1600x200 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting. those on my / dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. the text takes up two lines, split at the slash. end id.

amethystcolauric | purplecolauric lilacolauric | orchidcolauric lavendercolauric | mauvecolauric

amethystcolauric: a colorgender related to the color amethyst, earrings, violet corts, parades, gemstones, insect wings, grape bushels, and outer space

purplecolauric: a colorgender related to the color purple, geodes, club lights, ferris wheels, sunglasses, hummingbirds, eyeshadow, and outer space

lilacolauric: a colorgender related to the color lilac, tulips, lavender cookies, glitter, watercolors, heart lockets, pressed flowers, and twilight

orchidcolauric: a colorgender related to the color orchid, blooming flowers, butterflies, sunsets, text messages, hair dye, auroras, and neon lights

lavendercolauric: a colorgender related to the color lavender, rock candy, daydreams, chapstick, ribbons in hair, crayons, flower fields, and sleepovers

mauvecolauric: a colorgender related to the color indigo, shooting stars, grapevines, velvet curtains, evening skies, mirrors, tarot cards, and bookmarks

[pt: amethystcolauric: a colorgender related to the color amethyst, earrings, violet corts, parades, gemstones, insect wings, grape bushels, and outer space

purplecolauric: a colorgender related to the color purple, geodes, club lights, ferris wheels, sunglasses, hummingbirds, eyeshadow, and outer space

lilacolauric: a colorgender related to the color lilac, tulips, lavender cookies, glitter, watercolors, heart lockets, pressed flowers, and twilight

orchidcolauric: a colorgender related to the color orchid, blooming flowers, butterflies, sunsets, text messages, hair dye, auroras, and neon lights

lavendercolauric: a colorgender related to the color lavender, rock candy, daydreams, chapstick, ribbons in hair, crayons, flower fields, and sleepovers

mauvecolauric: a colorgender related to the color indigo, shooting stars, grapevines, velvet curtains, evening skies, mirrors, tarot cards, and bookmarks. end pt]

third set of colorgenders based on the results of this 'what color is your aura?' uquiz for anon!

these are in the colorgender flag format with the aura color from the uquiz as the center stripe and colors inspired by the listed things as the rest of the stripes. the terms are the aura color, 'col' from 'color, 'aur' from 'aura', + 'ic'!

tags: @radiomogai, @colorgendered | dni link

#amethystcolauric #purplecolauric #lilacolauric #orchidcolauric #lavendercolauric #mauvecolauric #colauric #colorgender #aesthetigender #my flags #my terms #new flag #new term #mogai flag #mogai term #mogai #long post

[oceandiagonale]

After playing Pokémon violet I was inspired to finally work on Vi's story again. Unfortunately, all my plans are still in the 'wouldn't it be cool if this thing happened' but it's fineee (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

Anyways have some Vi doodles

[images:

1 - a pen doodle of Vi

2 - Digital art of Vi, who has medium brown skin, short black hair with yellow stripes/bangs, and strikingly thick eyebrows and eyelashes, with their hand on their hip. Vi is wearing a thick-knit beige turtleneck sweater and wine-colored pants.

3 - Vi sinking into their turtleneck like a turtle.]

OHHHH THEM....... 🥺🥺🥺 <- original draft comment from last July FKJSDFHJDS

SORRY FOR THE DELAY -- here, I can even it out a bit! I originally had this doodle in my drafts because the sweater was so cute and I have no idea where I was going with it or why Cream is there (so I just slapped on some lines today)

#oceandi answers #sun-creature #viewpoint protagonist #others' ocs #oc sunday #previously known as flowerr-anon and miragestatic lol #edited those posts using tag replacer for the new username! 👍 #wip protagonist #generic protagonist

[chic-a-gigot]

Le Petit écho de la mode, no. 8, vol. 18, 23 février 1896, Paris. 1. Nos chapeaux à 8 fr. 95 et à 6 fr. 45. Ville de Paris / Bibliothèque Forney

Nous donnons en prime à nos lectrices deux charmants chapeaux de demi-saison: (1.) La forme en tulle brodé est bordée de jais fin. Le fond coquillê en même tulle retombe légèrement sur la passe, qui est ornée tout autour de bouquets de violettes russes, teinte naturelle, gentiment posés de distance en distance. Derrière, cacbe-peigne de mêmes fleurs d'où s’élance une véritable aigrette Paradis. Son prix est de 8 fr. 95 rendu franco en gare française 2° La forme en tulle uni bordée de velours forme trois godets derrière, agrémentés de chrysanthèmes, de roses ou de violettes, selon le choix. Le fond en velours formant coques est environné de dentelle. La passe est garnie tout autour d’un coquillê très fourni en dentelle Devant, boucle acier. Derrière, deux coques élevées en velours donnent à ce chapeau un cachet sans précédent Son prix est de 6 fr. 15 rendu franco en gare française. Ces chapeaux ne se font absolument qu’en noir, seules les chrysanthèmes ou roses sont au choix entre rubis, rose, mauve, jaune ou crème.

Pour accompagner ces deux jolis chapeaux, nous avons choisi; (1.) Un col en mousseline de soie et guipure crème, à 7 fr 75. (2.) Un tour de cou en mousseline de soie froncée, terminé par des pans serrés en bourse. Ce qui enrichit cette parure, c’est que la bordure est ornée de petites rayures de satin simulant des rubans. Prix 6 fr, 75. Ces parures “sont laissées au choix entre noir, crème, rose, bleu pâle et mauve. Seule, la guipure reste crème. Pour recevoir ces gracieuses primes, adresser mandat-poste à M. Orsoni, 44, rue de la Chaussée-d’Antin, Paris. Les frais d’envoi sont compris dans les prix désignés ci-dessus. A chaque chapeau, nous ajouterons un paquet de lessive iris offert gratuitement à nos lectrices.

—

We are giving our readers two charming mid-season hats as a bonus: (1.) The embroidered tulle shape is lined with fine jet. The shell background in the same tulle falls slightly on the pass, which is decorated all around with bouquets of Russian violets, natural shade, nicely placed from distance to distance. Behind, a comb of the same flowers from which a real Paradise egret soars. Its price is 8 fr. 95 delivered free to French station 2° The shape in plain tulle lined with velvet forms three cups behind, decorated with chrysanthemums, roses or violets, depending on your choice. The velvet bottom forming cups is surrounded by lace. The pass is garnished all around with a very rich lace shell. Front, steel buckle. Behind, two high velvet shells give this hat an unprecedented character. Its price is 6 fr. 15 delivered free to French station. These hats are absolutely only made in black, only chrysanthemums or roses are available to choose from ruby, pink, mauve, yellow or cream.

To accompany these two pretty hats, we have chosen; (1.) A collar in silk chiffon and cream guipure, at 7 fr 75. (2.) A choker in gathered silk chiffon, finished with tight purse-string panels. What enriches this set is that the border is decorated with small satin stripes simulating ribbons. Price 6 fr, 75. These sets “are left to choose between black, cream, pink, pale blue and mauve. Only the guipure remains cream. To receive these generous bonuses, send a postal order to Mr. Orsoni, 44, rue de la Chaussée-d’Antin, Paris. Shipping costs are included in the prices designated above. To each hat, we will add a packet of iris detergent offered free to our readers.

#Le Petit écho de la mode #19th century #1890s #1896 #on this day #February 23 #periodical #fashion #fashion plate #cover #color #description #Forney #dress #hat #collar #bodice

[keepingeahalive]

Frabjous Day! Callooh! Callay!

Call them girlfriends. Call them sisters. Call them whatever you want. They don’t do labels.

Lizzie, Kitty, Maddie

~~~~~

[ID: A full hand-drawing of Madeline Hatter, Kitty Cheshire, and Lizzie Hearts with flag/ribbons flowing from out of a hat.

Maddie is a petite British-Indian teenage person with light tan skin, medium length turquoise hair with mint green and fuschia streaks, and large teal eyes. She is wearing a dark cream bodice with short puffy dark pink sleeves; turquoise gloves with white lace; a small top hat in the shape of a teacup and saucer; a dark teal mismatched necklace; and gold earrings in the shape of spoons.

Kitty is a petite British-Chinese cat person with pale skin, pale blue-gray and violet hair pulled up into two long pigtails, sharp green eyes, mint green eyeshadow, and a large wide grin. She is wearing a purple dress with a white, lavender spotted bodice; short black puffy sleeves; a brown-gray fur collar; black arm bands with brown-gray fur at the wrists; violet leggings with purple zigzag stripes, white shoes with fur trim at the ankle; and a cat-ear hat.

Lizzie is a petite white British teenage person with beige skin, long black hair with two red streaks styled in an updo, full white face makeup, dark turquoise eyes, and a red heart over her left eye. She is wearing tight-fitting yellow dress with a red Tudor collar, two red symmetrical hearts on the bodice, a black skirt, two dark yellow flared layer skirts resembling playing cards, and tiny red earrings in the shape of hearts.

Maddie hangs upside down from the top, her arms spread out and a joyous look on her face. She holds a large magenta top hat from which three large ribbons slip out. Kitty appears lounging on the middle ribbon. Her legs dangle in the air behind her. Her face leans into the back of her left hand. She grins widely down at Lizzie. Lizzie stand behind the bottom ribbon holding three cards in her hand. She looks up at Kitty with a small smile.

The top ribbon depicts the Agender Flag; the hat Maddie is holding depicts the Anthrosexual Flag. The middle ribbon depicts the Demigirl Flag; Kitty’s cat-ear hat depicts the Graysexual Flag. The bottom ribbon depicts the Bi-gender Flag; the cards in Lizzie’s hand depict the Polysexual Flag. END ID]

#eah #ever after high #ever after high headcanons #maddie hatter #eah maddie #kitty cheshire #eah kitty #lizzie hearts #eah lizzie #lgbtq #lgbtq pride #pride month #wonderland characters are hard

[redtail-lol]

Okay ball update

I'm going to attempt a full ID.

[Image ID: A ballsona in the LGBallT style. The flags as pictured are:

Main ball: Asexual (black, gray, white, purple) on the left; cupiosexual (light gray, dusty light periwinkle, white, light pink) on the right.

Third eye: Everique (pastel red, orange, yellow, green, and blue with white stripes between each stripe, and a dark purple stripe through the yellow stripe. In the middle of that is a lighter purple circle outlined by the darker purple and with a darker purple heart. The purple is all outlined in white too.

Eyeshadow: Para-oriented (blue, dark blue, slate gray, white, slate gray, teal, turquoise) on the left, para-oriented ace (blue, dark blue, slate gray, white, gray, dark purple, purple) on the right.

Whiskers: Doe lesbian (brown, light brown, lighter brown, white, very light pink, light pink, pink) upper left, cotton cloud lesbian (pink, light pink, lighter pink, thin pink, white, thin gray, silver, light gray, gray) middle left, sea femme enbian (dark cyan, saturated dark blue, blue, slightly lighter blue, purple, light magenta, pink, white) lower left, femme mspec (dark violet, hot pink, orange, light yellow, sea green, blue) upper right, femme bi lesbian (dark violet, violet, red, salmon, white, light pink, magenta-plum, violet) middle right, femme omni lesbian (pale purple-ish pink, light purple-ish pink, purple, dark blue, bright sea foam green) bottom right.

Tails: Acespec (navy blue, desaturated purple, desaturated pink, desaturated cream) on the left, arosespec (soft forest green, blueish off white, desaturated purple, desaturated navy blue) in the middle, arospec (green, light green, yellow, dark teal, darker teal) on the right.

Left ear: Bi lesbian (dark indigo, violet, pink, orange, cream) outer, bi lilaen (dark violet, desaturated violet, lavender, blueish off white, periwinkle) inner, bi gay (fuschia, desaturated fuschia, light desaturated purple, desaturated dark periwinkle, blue) inner ear tuft

Left ear halos: Les4Bi (desaturated red, red, slightly pastel orange, orange-ish off white, desaturated magenta, desaturated purple, dusty indigo) in the front, Bi4Bi (dusty pink, dusty violet, dusty blue, dusty sea green) in the back

Left ear earrings: Woman/girl (burnt reddish orange, orange, pale yellow-orange, yellowish off white, reddish light pink) upper circle, hypergirl (silver, white, pink, black, pink, white, silver) upper rectangle, cisfem enby (desaturated gold, white, dusty magenta-violet, darker and desaturated magenta-violet, dark warm gray) lower rectangle, girlby (pastel orange, yellow, white, pink, violet, dark gray) lower circle, Bigender (sky blue, light sky blue, white, purple, white, light pink, pink) uppermost ring, Bigender W+NB (slightly dark gold, yellow, white, purple, white, light pink, pink) upper-middle ring, multigender (sky blue, indigo, violet, hot pink, desaturated orange) middle ring, Bigendermeld (dark sky blue, slighty dark sky blue, light silvery blue, purplish off white, light purple, purplish off white, very light pink, pink, dark fuschia) lower middle ring girlbymesh (hot pink, purple, yellow, white, yellow, purple, hot pink) lowermost ring.

Right ear: Lunian (dusty dark indigo, purple, dusty sky blue, greenish turquoise, sea foam green) outer, lobelian (dusty dark blue, dusty purple, light lavender, purplish off white, dusty pink) inner, stellian (dark magenta, burnt orange, light yellow, purple, dark blue) inner ear tuft

Right ear halos: Mspec4Mspec (blue, sky blue, light saturated green, pale orange, dusty pink, purple) front, Amphic (purple, light sky blue, white, pinkish red, white, light sky blue, purple) back

Right ear earrings: Genderqueer (pinkish violet, white, light yellow, grass green) lower circle, deminonbinary (gray, light gray, yellow, white, yellow, light gray, gray) lower rectangle, aporagender (pink, dusty lavender, yellow, dusty lavender, sky blue) upper rectangle, cisgender (bright pink, bright sky blue) upper circle. Resembles the Fetrah flag (an anti LGBT group) but I'm either stealing their flag and repurposing it or I'm accusing them of stealing my cis flag, whichever I find funnier. There is a black chain between the lower and upper circles. Transneucisfem (dark gray, gold, yellow, white, light pink, slightly dark pink, dark red) lowermost ring, feminine (dark red, red, pink, light pink, pinkish off white, light pink, magenta, violet, purple) lower middle ring, primagirl (purple, hot pink, thin pale yellow-orange, yellow, thin pale yellow-orange, hot pink, purple) middle ring, femme (reddish salmon, orange, pinkish off white, plum, purple) upper middle ring, presentationflux (dark pink, pink, light pink, purple, yellow, purple, light cyan, cyan, dark cyan) uppermost ring.

Beanie: Lesbian (purple, violet, pink, white, salmon, pale orange, light yellow) main

Beanie patches: Evenic (bluish purple, light purple, yellow, orange, dark magenta, very dark violet) upper left, sun sapphic (orange, light yellow, white, purple flower with yellow center, light pink, slightly dark reddish hot pink) right

Beanie rim: Gay enbian (bluish purple, sky blue, very light blue, light lavender, purplish pink, plum, dark dusty violet) left, gay (bluish purple, sky blue, light saturated green, dusty orange, pink, violet, dark dusty violet) middle, gay lesbian (magenta, red, orange, yellow-orange, white, dusty orange, pink, violet, dark dusty violet) right.

Beanie rim pins, left to right: Aquarian (dark cyan, sky blue, light sky blue, bluish off white, light pink, violet, purple), saltwater aquarian (dark cyan, cyan, greenish turquoise, sea green tinted off white, silvery purple, indigo, dark indigo), bi enbian (dusty blue, bluish purple, desaturated periwinkle, purplish off white, desaturated lavender, violet, dark violet), planetary stellian (dark magenta, neon light orange, neon yellow, bright purple, dark blue), planetary bi gay, (reddish pink, bright neon pink, periwinkle, neon bluish purple, saturated dark blue), omni gay (light pink, magenta, very dark purple, purple, light blue), planetary omni gay (light pink, hot pink, very dark purple, bright neon purple, bright neon sky blue), full moon springtide lunian (very dark dusty blue, bright indigo, sky blue, sea foam green, white), full moon springtide bi lesbian (dark purple, violet, neon pink, salmon, white) omni lesbian (dark purple, plum, saturated periwinkle, lavender, cream), full moon springtide omni lesbian (dark dusty purple, purple, periwinkle, silvery purple, white).

Beanie flower pin: Midnight sapphic (yellow middle, purple petals, dark purple clips)

Scarf: Demiromantic (white, thin green, and silver with black chevron) left, neurodemiromantic (very thin silver, white, very thin silver, very thin green, thin lime, very thin green, very thin white, silver, very thin white) middle, autidemiromantic (same as neurodemiromantic but in an infinity shape) right.

Scarf pins, left to right: She/they (purple, pink, dark magenta, white, yellow, bright purple, dark purple), lilae lunian (purple, dusty sky blue, greenish turquoise, pink, violet, dark purple), aneuspec (dark purple, light purple, silvery blue, blue gray, dark blue gray), neuroeuphoric (light lavender, light purple, purple, magenta, pale orange), quoieuphoric (dark purple, light purple, black, white, black, green, cyan), neuroquoieuphoric (dark pink, pink, black, white, black, green, cyan), lilaen (dark purple, dusty pinkish purple, light lavender, pinkish off white, pink), omni lilaen (pink, dusty darker pink, dusty dark purple, light sky blue, bluish off white).

Left scarf tail: Acemid (Purple, lighter purple, periwinke tinted off-white, sky blue, dark cyan) tassles, cupioromantic (light salmon, lighter salmon, white, dusty light lavender, light gray) lower patch, cupiospec (pink, desaturated light pink, light pink, white, light purple, purple, black with light sky blue diamond in the middle) middle patch, cupiorose (gray, light purple, white, light pink, pink) upper patch.

Right scarf tail: Aspec (black upper left quadrant, plum lower left quadrant, green upper right quadrant, gray lower left quadrant, white star in the middle) upper patch, lovecoric ace (orange, pale orange, yellow, thin slightly light purple, purple, thin slightly light purple, yellow, pale orange, orange) middle patch, angled aroace (gold, light yellow, white, greenish teal) lower patch, ánisic aroace (dark reddish orange, orange, orange-ish off white, dusty purple, dark violet) tassles.

Left main wing: Mspec (green, cyan, blue, indigo, purple, violet, hot pink, orange, golden yellow) main feather, pluralian (purple, white, purple with yellow flower symbol with green stems and reddish pink stem tips) uppermost inner feather, plurian (blue, bright green, yellow, pink, dark purple) upper-middle inner feather, multi (purple, white, light sky blue, magenta) lower-middle inner feather, multiceter (purple, white, yellow, green) lowermost inner feather, bi (pinkish red, purple, dark blue) uppermost outer feather, tulim (green, white, light sky blue, light purple) upper-middle outer feather, syn (blue, indigo, violet, magenta, pink) middle outer feather, periso (blue, periwinkle, purplish off white, slightly light red, yellow, pale orange, dusty reddish orange) lower-middle outer feather, spectra (pink, purple, white, neon turquoise, sky blue) lowermost outer feather.

Right main wing: Primlunic (purple, desaturated purple, pale pink, dusty pink, pale yellow) main feather, Enbisian (dark purple, bright violet, bright orange, reddish pink) uppermost inner feather, trixenamoric (light yellow, very light pale orange, light orange-ish red, thin pink, white, thin pink, light pink, lavender, periwinkle) upper middle inner feather, venusic (very light pale pink, very light pale yellow, very light pale desaturated orange, light desaturated red, very light desaturated brown, light desaturated brown) lower middle inner feather, faunic (tan, light brown, brown, desaturated reddish pink light pink) lowermost inner feather, iridian (dusty navy blue, desaturated violet, saturated salmon, purplish off white, saturated salmon, dusty red, dusty dark magenta) uppermost outer feather, hecatolic (light sky blue, light desaturated sky blue, silver, light slate gray, slate gray, stormy blue gray) upper middle outer feather, axinitian (dusty magenta-violet, pink, orange, yellow, white, yellow, orange, pink, magenta-violet) middle outer feather, agatic (dark red, fuschia, magenta, light dusty purple, yellowish off white, light yellow-orange, orange, red, dark red) lower middle outer feather, asterian (very light pale pink, pink, light purple, purple, magenta, orange, yellow) lowermost outer feather.

Upper left wing: Neptunic (bluish teal, light teal, sea foam green, very light pale blue, light periwinkle, periwinke) main feather, omni neptunic (turquoise, bluish light teal, bluish teal, dark blue, dusty light indigo, light purple, light periwinkle) upper inner feather, bi neptunic (pinkish red, pink, light magenta, pale light magenta, sky blue, light blue) middle feather, enbian neptunic lesbian (periwinkle, teal, sea green, pinkish off white, light dusty violet, dusty pink, light pink) lower feather, neptunitrixbian (dark reddish orange, light orange, light orange-ish yellow, light pale yellow, bright sea green, sea green, dark teal) uppermost outer feather, neptunisaph (dark dusty pink, magenta, pink, pale yellow, green, dark teal) upper middle outer feather, neptunitrix (slightly dark dusty blue, slightly dark dusty purple, pink, light yellow, sky blue, saturated slightly dark blue, dusty dark purple) lower middle outer feather, thalassic (greenish turquoise, periwinkle, purple, magenta, pink) lowermost outer feather

Upper right wing: Femique (dark blue, dusty indigo, violet, pink, light pink) main feather, tribade (dark reddish pink, slightly dark red, white, hot pink, light pink with a very dark red moon symbol) upper inner feather, Fenin (orange, very light pale orange, light pale yellow, very light pale orange, orange) middle inner feather, violettian (violet, dusty pink, desaturated yellow, silver, dusty purple) lower inner feather, despian (very dark saturated indigo, dark greenish teal, saturated periwinke, light desaturated lavender, very light pale yellow) uppermost outer feather, hibarian (magenta-violet, hot pink, yellow, turquoise, blue) upper-middle outer feather, Liersic (white, light violet, reddish pink, salmon) lower-middle outer feather, femaric (black, white, pink) lowermost outer feather

Lower left wing: Enbian (dusty dark indigo, dusty dark purple, slightly lighter indigo, indigo, dusty slightly dark purple, dusty purple, slightly dark dusty lavender) main feather, enviolet (dark blue, lavender, very light pale pink, light pink, very light pale pink, lavender, dark blue), upper inner feather, enbian lesbian (dusty dark indigo, dusty purple, light lavender, very light pale yellow, dusty blue) middle inner feather, ammolic (dark violet, desaturated purple, yellow, pale orange, dark dusty reddish orange) lower inner feather, begonia (light pale salmon, light pale desaturated salmon, very light pale desaturated salmon, white, light gold, very light desaturated gold, light pale yellow) uppermost outer feather, Brownitian (dusty green, slightly lighter desaturated green, light dusty green, desaturated light lime, brown, slightly darker brown, dark brown) upper-middle outer feather, carnian (dark reddish pink, saturated salmon, light pale orange, yellowish off white, purplish pink, dark purple, very dark blue) lower-middle outer feather, fincuan (violet, light pink, yellow, pale orange, reddish orange) lowermost outer feather

Lower right wing: Trixic (dusty violet, light magenta, light pink, pale yellow, golden yellow) main feather, vaporic (dusty dark violet, dusty violet, pale light pink, white, golden yellow) upper inner feather, bi trixic (dusty dark indigo, dusty purple, dusty pink, white, light gold) middle inner feather, steam vaporic (light pale violet, light pale magenta, light pale salmon, white, light pale yellow) lower inner feather, orbisian (light pink, pink, magenta, purple, saturated dark blue) uppermost outer feather, sapphixic (light magenta, light pink, light golden yellow, light pale yellow, light pale pink, pink) upper-middle outer feather, trixic lesbian (dark desaturated red, desaturated orange, desaturated gold, white, desaturated reddish pink, desaturated slightly dark blue violet, dusty dark purple) lower-middle outer feather, enbitrix (dark purple, purple, lavender, lighter lavender, slightly light orange) lowermost outer feather

Infinity halo: autism (red, orange, yellow, lime, green with a small white line perpendicular to the others)

Horizontal halo: Schrodinger's Omni (slightly light slightly dusty blue, blue, slightly darker blue, dark saturated blue, black, dark pink, slightly lighter dark pink, desaturated slightly dark pink, desaturated pink) front, aroace lunian (dark green, desaturated tealish green, light tealish green, white, light blue, dusty purple, dark desaturated violet) back

Hanging orbs, front, left to right: demi omni lesbian (dark purple, plum, saturated periwinkle, lavender, cream, with a black chevron), demi bi lesbian (dark indigo, violet, pink, orange, cream, with a black chevron), arospec omni lesbian (dark purple, plum, saturated periwinkle, lavender, cream, light green, slightly darker light green), arospec lunian (dusty dark indigo, purple, dusty sky blue, greenish turquoise, sea foam green, light green, slightly darker light green), acespec omni lesbian (dark purple, plum, saturated periwinkle, lavender, cream, light cyan, periwinkle), arospec bi lesbian (dark indigo, violet, pink, orange, cream, light green, slightly darker light green)

Hanging orbs, back, left to right: dove lesbian (desaturated red, light red, tan, white, silver, brownish light gray), artemis lesbian (light gray, silver, light silver, white, bright green, teal, slightly darker teal with the black outline of a moon, and a black outline of an arrow), ace lesbian (dark dusty purple, desaturated purple, light pale lavender, white, dusty light purple, purple, darker purple), aspec mspec lesbian (bright lime, bright salmon, hot pink, dark violet, even darker violet), acespec lunian (dusty dark indigo, purple, dusty sky blue, greenish turquoise, sea foam green, light cyan, periwinkle), acespec bi lesbian (dark indigo, violet, pink, orange, cream, light cyan, periwinkle)

Negative slope halo (yes if this were a line on a graph the slope would be negative): Azalean (reddish pink, desaturated pink, light pink, white, purple, plum, dark pink) front, mspec sapphic (light yellow, gold, orange, hot pink, magenta, pinkish off white, magenta, hot pink, orange, gold, light yellow) back

Hanging orbs, front, left to right: orchid ace (blue, indigo-blue, light periwinkle, bluish off white, light periwinke, light purple, purple), bigender mspec lesbian (cream, very desaturated light pink, very desaturated reddish pink, violet, dark purple, desaturated slightly dark periwinkle, light blue) hydrangea bi (pink, slightly lighter pink, very light pale purple, pinkish off white, very light pale purple, indigo, blue), disabled (gray, pale red, pale yellow, white, pale blue, green, gray), lesbiall (dusty indigo, purple, magenta, salmon, orange, yellow, yellowish off white) cupio iridian (desaturated reddish orange, dusty orange, very light pale yellow, dusty green, desaturated darker green)

Hanging orbs, back, left to right: queer mspec lesbian (very dark purple, magenta-violet, lavender, very light pale yellow, light gold), meow lesbian (saturated salmon, salmon, light dusty salmon, light pink with cat ears and a tail, a red heart nose, white inner ears, white tail tip, and white whiskers, light purple, slightly darker light purple, purple), catvesi (purple, magenta, salmon, thin yellow, sky blue, slightly light blue, purple, with a purple star), cupio hecatolic (desaturated reddish brown, light gold, pale yellow, dusty indigo-purple, greenish gray), cupio axinitian (dark pink, pink, pale light green, light dusty periwinkle, dusty periwinkle) new sapphic (orangeish red, light yellow, white, sea green, purple)

Positive slope halo: Multi-oriented (very light pale desaturated lavender, desaturated pale light blue, very light pale cyan, very light pale green, very light silver, white, very light silver, very light yellow, very light pale orange, very light pale salmon, light red) front, orientation collector (black, dusty dark red, dusty dark orange, dark yellow, green, blue, purple, black) back.

Hanging orbs, front, left to right: binitor (dark gray, light blue, dark gray, with a dusty red x), queerfuck (dark purple, black, dark red, blue, black, dark purple, with a white eye outlined in black and with a black swirl), demetic (very dark saturated indigo, slightly dark dusty blue, light blue, light periwinkle, bluish off white), pollo (red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple on the left side, reverse order of the same colors on the right, with a white circle in the middle), artemisian (dark blue, purple, turquoise, purple, dark blue), label hoarder (pastel red, pastel orange, pastel yellow, pastel blue, pastel purple with a white infinity halo outlined in pastel pink)

Hanging orbs, back, left to right: enboric (black, white, light green), marina lunian (dark violet, dusty dark purple, teal, green, bright sea green), nomin (yellow, light gold, very pale orange, very light pale pink), omni bi lesbian (tan, hot pink, violet, dark purple, sky blue), selenian bi (dusty violet, purple, light purple, periwinkle, light periwinkle) amethystian (pale yellow, desaturated pale pink, violet, dusty purple, dusty dark purple)

Inner halo star: QLW lesbitrix enbian (dark orangish red, reddish orange, orangish yellow, yellowish off white, light magenta-pink, purple, dark indigo with a dark pink moon and purple flower both outlined by light pink)

Inner halo diamonds: enbigirl (dusty purple, purple, lavender, very light pale orange, reddish orange, red) top left, trixigirl (purple, pale lavender, very light pale orange, reddish orange, red) top right, bigender lesbian (dark reddish orange, salmon, light pink, white, light pink, light purple, purple) middle left, nonbinary lesbian (dusty orange, light gold, very light desaturated yellow, white, desaturated pink, dusty dark magenta, black) middle right, demi-enby enbian (dark purple, slightly lighter dark purple, purple, periwinkle-silver, silver, gray) bottom left, nonbinary bi (pink, lighter pink, dusty purple, indigo, dark dusty blue) bottom right.

Outer halo orbs: aurora lesbian (dark indigo, violet, light pink, very light yellow, turquoise) top left, xLx collector (hot pink, reddish orange, light pale orange, light pale yellow, yellowish off white with dark magenta, violet, and purple heart symbols) bottom left, black cat lesbian (bluish black, dusty very dark blue, dusty dark blue, dark gold, burnt orange, dark red, darker red) top right, anti radqueer radinclus (turquoise, light green, orange, dusty pinkish red, dark desaturated brown with a white 4-point star and 5 white long hearts surrounding it in the center) bottom right.

Heart above halos: inclus (pale desaturated pink, pink, blue, pale desaturated blue with a white heart shape in the middle)

Floating symbols: Lykoi lesbian cat (dark pink, hot pink, yellow, white, blue, purple, dark purple with brown markings making up the face of a lykoi cat) at the top left corner, lydian orb (gold, pale gold, white, pale lavender, lavender) between the upper and middle left wings, neurocollector spade (dark purple, dusty violet, violet, black, teal, dusty teal, dark teal with a gold infinity symbol in the middle) next to the upper and middle left wings, termcollector heart (black, thin bluish black, very dark blue, thin dusty dark blue, blue, thin indigo, bright purple, thin dusty purple, violet, thin slightly dark violet, dark violet, thin very dark violet, black) next to middle and lower left wings switchblade sapphic (switchblade with a yellow handle and the classic pink-white-pink sapphic flag with the sapphic flower) just below the termcollector heart, pencontrasexual diamond (desaturated pinkish red, dusty purple, dark gray, dusty blue) between the acespec and arosespec tails, trident trixic trident with enby and woman symbols on its sides (slightly dusty purple, purple, slightly lighter purple, yellow, orange, slightly darker orange, slightly dark desaturated orange) overlapping with the arosespec tail, queerian diamond (dark purple, dusty lavender, white, pink, saturated dark violet) between the arosespec and arospec tails, candy cane bi candy cane (very light pale reddish pink, pale salmon, light pale lavender) next to right tail scarf, labelfuck clover/club shape (as it's known in playing cards) (black with two rainbow stripes outlined in white. The black is not pure black but pretty close, but the very top and bottom are pure black) just above the candy cane, QLW enbian orb (dusty dark blue, purple, yellowish off white, dusty pink, dusty dark magenta) between the upper and middle right wings, mspec lesbian ally diamond (dusty pink, pink, yellow, white, purple, pink, dusty pink with a light pink moon and darker purple-ish pink flowers) to the right and upwards of the QLW enbian orb, nuclear bomb neptunic (the neptunic flag, as described earlier, but plastered onto a nuclear bomb shape)

That's all. That's everything. This took so long. But now I can officially say, End ID.]

#long post #ballsona #lgballt #lgbt ball

[creatureboything]

[Image ID: Two MOGAI flags with five stripes. All are equal widths, except the center, which is thinner than the rest. In order, the stripes are dark green, green, cream, tan, and red-violet. The first flag also has a white symbol in the center. This symbol is a small white circle with a larger circle around it, connected by a series of curved lines. Surrounding this circle are twelve teardrop shapes, which are all enclosed in a larger circle. /End ID.] (thank you to @jackettranscribes​ for writing this one, I added it here if that’s alright)

Kasvionan

A gender identity/umbrella centered around plants (inclusive of any kind of plant), and possibly also sunlight, growth, beauty, and/or strength.

This is a non xenic identity/umbrella, similar to kenochoric, luxine, or macashric. (Do not tag as xenogender)

Etymology- kasvi (finnish word for plant) + ionad (scottish gaelic word for center) + n

Pronunciation- kah - s - vee - oh - n - ah - n

Useful terms:

KASIN- kasvionan-in-nature Kasvic- kasvionan aligned (kahs - vick) Kasvinine & Kasvinity- having kasvionan qualities (kahs - vih - nine & kahs - vih - nit - ee)

I might make a carrd for this later with some more terms & nouns

Plz feel free to ask questions about this I will be very happy to answer! Also people are free to make sub terms if they want to

(Tagging @kenochoric)

#luka coins #kasvionan #mogai #mogai community #mogai gender #mogai pride #mogai coining #mogai friendly #mogai identity #gender coining

[fibula-rasa]

Would never describe myself as "a bright little patriot" but an all-black outfit with a grape-colored bag absolutely sounds like something I would wear

What are you wearing?

Transcription:

Photoplay, December 1941

Be a bright little patriot and take your color cue from your state flower for the gayest-hued season that's ever dazzled America

BY MARIAN H. QUINN

Alabama…goldenrod

A bright gold wool furless coat with a taupe belt

Arizona…saguaro cactus

Be as draught-resistant and as showy in the Lasso boots on page 60* — maybe a pair of red ones

Arkansas…apple blossom

The apple-blossom pink and blue wool striped collars and cuffs on your wool dress

California…golden poppy

The gold buttons you'll wear on anything; maybe they'll be massive carved ones for your suit

Colorado…columbine

A purple crepe lining for your black day suit

Connecticut…mountain laurel

The new plaid combination — purple with mountain-laurel pink, navy blue and white

Delaware…peach blossom

A wool dress the color of peach blossoms under your dark coat.

Florida…orange blossom

A needlepoint purse worked in orange-blossom pattern

Georgia…cherokee rose

A simple white crepe dinner skirt; a sweater of yellow pailettes

Idaho…syringa

White or cream rayon slipper satin waltz dress; wear a black snood and black gloves with it

Illinois…wood violet

Violet silk stockings (honest!) with your violet evening dress

Indiana…zinnia

Be as vivid in a bright orange or red hat worn with black

Iowa…wild rose

Sequins forming a pattern of roses all over your evening bag

Kansas…sunflower

Bright woolen jacket of orange; matching orange gloves

Kentucky…goldenrod

Circular yoke of gold crocheted yarn topping a black wool

Louisiana…magnolia

Magnolia-pink rose on the big pillow muff of black lace you'll carry with your chemise dress

Maine…pine cone

New combination of pine-cone brown with baroque pink

Maryland…black-eyed susan

Smart suit: A black jacket with a yellow skirt

Massachusetts…mayflower

Interpret it broadly; be shipshape in a wine middy-top dress

Michigan…apple blossom

Pale pink crepe blouse; deeper pink jacket; black skirt

Minnesota…moccasin flower

Soft-soled moccasins of gold-trimmed white kid for dancing

Mississippi…magnolia

Pink velvet piping on your black dress

Missouri…hawthorn

A waist-length red velvet cape trimmed with jet for evening

Montana…bitterroot

A whole suit of peachy pink for the tea-dancing hour

Nebraska…goldenrod

The gold service insignia of your beau on the left-hand (nearest the heart) glove

Nevada…sagebrush

Sage-green shoes to go with a sage-green monotone costume

New Hampshire…purple lilac

Clogs of purple satin for your purple dance dress

New Jersey…violet

A purple felt hat with your dark blue wool suit

New Mexico…yucca

A creamy white dog collar of pearls to make you as imposing

New York…rose

Red-as-the-rose red with black; perhaps knitted red gloves

North Carolina…oxeye daisy

A snow-white angora felt cloche with a yellow grosgrain band

North Dakota…wild prairie rose

Belt with a buckle that's made of a cowhide prairie-wagon wheel

Ohio…scarlet carnation

Carnation-red wool jacket piped in black to wear with a black skirt

Oklahoma…mistletoe

The dress on page 63**; wear it and see what happens

Oregon…Oregon grape

A grape-colored suede bag, only contrast to an all-black outfit

Pennsylvania…mountain laurel

Pink brushed-wool hat for your dark suit

Rhode Island…violet

A violet plaid tweed coat

South Carolina…jessamine

Over your black dress wear a tight-waisted tunic of yellow wool

South Dakota…pasqueflower

A purple wool suit and its surefire accessory—a yellow sweater or blouse

Tennessee…iris

The lining of the black peplum on your black wool, a blue as deep as the iris

Texas…bluebonnet

Blue suede gloves, blue velvet bag as an accessory team

Utah…sego lily

The white and orange cockade of finely pleated ribbon on your red velour hat

Vermont…red clover

A clover-red corduroy dress

Virginia…dogwood

A creamy satin waistcoat to wear over a black-velvet skirt

Washington…rhododendron

Deep pink snakeskin gloves to match the belt on a black dress

W. Virginia…great rhododendron

Combine a pale pink with Dublin green in a jacket; wear it over a nut-brown dress

Wisconsin…violet

Dog collar of purple velvet on your beige dress

Wyoming…Indian paintbrush

A harlequin necklace; one side orange-red, one side green

*aforementioned boots for Arizona:

**aforementioned dress for Oklahoma:

#photoplay #film magazine #movie magazine #vintage style #vintage fashion #1940s #1941 #forties #40s #maureen o'hara #ootd #vintage inspiration

[aquariclione]

[ID: 5 stripe flag with wavy stripes for the middle 3. colors go in order: dark indigo, lighter indigo, blue-violet, violet, and cream. first flag has an image of a moth and a crescent moon]

morinochegender

gender relating to the Venezuelan poodle moth, nighttime comfort, the colors dark purple and indigo, and dreams

coined by me, requested by anon

#morinochegender #jester terms #jester flags #merry’s hoard ;p #xenogender #gender coining #mogai #mogai gender #mogaisafe #mogai terms #mogai coining #xenogender coining #xenogender flag #mogai friendly #mogai label #lgbtq+

[jortschronicles]

Dragging a Viscount into Early Period

My first hack at more elaborate men's Rus has been prompted by a favorite Viscountess of mine dragging her fighter into early period.

I was given a pile of fabric for pre-determined aspects: a chenille upholstery fabric for the body, a buttery yellow linen for the facings, and a cream linen for the pants. For full disclosure, this piece is a commission that I'm doing at a reduced rate in hopes of getting my name out there on a pretty prominent figure in my region.

I used the calculations for measurements and layout given to me by Dvorianka Anastasiia which are derived from the patterning work done by Mistress Talana the Violet of blessed memory. It is similar to a variation of the style 5 tunic as categorized by The Renaissance Tailor, with trapezoidal gores in both the skirt and armpit, leading to an overall sleeker fit to the body than the standard square armpit gore. As some measurements had changed since Anastasiia last took them, I stressed myself out until I realized I have unlimited power at my fingertips: basic scripting. I wrote a short program to take hard coded measurements and spit out the exact dimensions of the pattern pieces, which felt a little bit like overkill and also not impressive at all.

With pieces patterned, cut out, and (mostly) serged, I delved into construction. I have learned from experience my preferred method of construction is starting by attaching the two body rectangles at the shoulders, attaching and turning the neckhole facing, and then assembling everything flat as follows.

This makes lining up and turning the facing significantly easier for me to do, and hides raw edges within the seams. Starting with the neckhole, however, means there's less fabric for me to fight while I turn a particularly annoying facing.

With the facing laid out on the body fabric, consultation with some of my apprentice siblings determined deep burgundy is the way to go for all the accents. I decided on split stitch around the neckhole and buttonhole stitch around the edges of the neckline, but quickly decided I prefer the split stitch for the rest of the decorative stitching on the garment.

For the sleeve cuffs, I pinned them in place, ran a quick line of running backstitch along the tops of the cuffs to secure them in place, then did split stitch at the top of the cuffs and a running stitch around the opening to keep the edge tidy while still not using visible machine stitching.

One thing the recipient of this garment expressed is that the striped facing secured with buttons or toggles is an ideal look, and luckily I have a significant quantity of the Vindheim buttons from Bad Baroness in stash. I do not have sufficient woven or braided trim in truly appropriate quantity or style for this garment to be aggressively period, but with the fabric we're already taking liberties and the ribbons look nice and appear to be a popular substitute for strips of silk tape performing the same function in our area. I laid the ribbon out at inch and a half intervals and made sure my lines would be straight on both sides. I turned the ends of the ribbons in and secured them with a whip stitch in a matching thread.

With my facing done and the worst of the neckhole dealt with, I seamed the rest of the garment into an actually clothing-shaped piece of fabric and let it hang for a day while working on other projects.

I decided to use a "looped cord" method of button loops, using a cord from an old site token that happens to look an awful lot like the cord used for an award the recipient has received. Starting from the bottom of the neckhole, on the wearer's right side, I've tacked the cord down under the edge of the garment, securing the loops aggressively.

Sometime soon I will get clearer pictures of this garment on the recipient.

The more I look at this garment and all other Rus-ish garments i've made and seen, I think I may need to round the gores into the "skirt" of the tunic more dramatically. I can no longer find the artistic depiction that originally gave me the impression, but until this point i've been letting the right angles of the skirt remain as initially cut, giving an angular overall silhouette but the rounding may be necessary for the right look.

#arts & sciences #a&s #sca #society for creative anachronism #historical costuming #rus costuming #garb #rus and norse #tunics