#prehistorical clothing

[sixteenseveredhands]

World's Oldest Leather Shoe, from Armenia, c.3500 BCE: this prehistoric shoe dates back to about 5,500 years ago, making it the oldest leather shoe in the world

The shoe was found within a cave in the Vayots Dzor province of Armenia, where it had been preserved beneath a layer of sheep dung for more than five millennia.

From the BBC:

At 5,500 years old, the well preserved cow-hide shoe pre-dates Stonehenge by 400 years and the Pyramids of Giza by 1,000 years.

It was made of a single piece of leather and was shaped to fit the wearer's foot, researchers say.

The shoe contained grass, although the archaeologists are uncertain as to whether this was to keep the foot warm or to maintain the shape of the footwear.

Archaeologists put the shoe's remarkable preservation down to the stable, cool and dry conditions in the cave, and the fact that the floor of the cave was covered by a thick layer of sheep dung. This layer of excrement acted as a solid seal, preserving it over the millennia.

According to researchers, the shoe was deliberately buried in a clay-lined pit located within the cave system, though it's unclear why it was originally buried there. The evidence suggests that the shoe was more than just a ritual object -- an imprint of the wearer's big toe is still visible in the leather, and there is a significant amount of wear along the heel and ball of the foot.

This is the oldest leather shoe that has ever been discovered, but older shoes made of plant fiber have been found at sites in Missouri and Oregon. The oldest shoes ever discovered come from Oregon's Fort Rock Cave, where archaeologists unearthed dozens of sandals dating back to about 10,000 years ago.

Sandals from Fort Rock Cave, Oregon

Sources & More Info:

National Geographic: World's Oldest Leather Shoe Found--Stunningly Preserved

BBC: 'Oldest Leather Shoe' Discovered

The Bulletin: Viral Story about World's Oldest Shoes Failed to Mention Ancient Fort Rock Footwear

Oregon Encyclopedia: Fort Rock Sandals

#archaeology #history #artifact #anthropology #prehistoric #fashion #leather shoe #armenia #prehistoric clothing #preservation #crafting #leather work #ancient history #fort rock cave #oregon #prehistoric footwear #sandals #native american history #world's oldest shoes

[dustyratt]

RAPTOR SQUAD

fullbody outfit (tail and body separately)

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@sssvitlanz ❤

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[thesilicontribesman]

Hat Made From Hair Moss, Newstead, 1st Century CE, The National Museum of Scotland, Edinburgh

#ice age #stone age #bronze age #copper age #iron age #neolithic #mesolithic #calcholithic #paleolithic #prehistoric #prehistory #hat #hair moss #moss #natural materials #ancient culture #ancient living #ancient craft #ancient clothing #costume #archaeology #relic #Scotland

[herebecritters]

important questions

I drew a lil thing as fast as I could hehe

I call those things oh his back his “ridges”. They are just rows of hair that run down his back to the end of his tail. The hair on his ridges is a little bit longer than the rest of his fur. Not a mane, not dreads, not anything like that. It’s kind of similar to the band that runs down the back of a honey badger.

#htf #happy tree friends #htf oc #htf nergal #htf be brave #loretime #I think I’ve accidentally drawn his little skirt under the ridges before oops #but his clothing should go OVER it #you can’t put clothes under it or anything I just wasn’t thinking when I made those little mistakes #hopefully this clears it up! #no armor just a prehistoric mammal wearing a Dinoskin skirt/loincloth and a shoulder band for holding his weapons he used to use #oh and his skull hat he loves his skull hat #that was his very first kill ❤️❤️❤️

[milkweedman]

My sister is making fun of the tassel i put on my hat bc it 'makes it look like an old timey nightcap' like bro you are disrespecting the rich human history of putting tassels on things for Style and Fashion ... wtf...

#the fantastic bronze age tasseled belts come to mind #i have to say the more i learn about prehistoric fashion the more i integrate elements into my own clothes just for funsies #they were onto something with all of that

[gillyeowalters]

Custom jacket design I made for myself. I love prehistoric aquatic animals.

#jacket #clothing design #logo #clothes #fashion #fish #prehistoric #dunkleosteus #fossils #giwa:others

[tik-taliks]

The tiktaalik screen

Trying to test our new materials and tequiques for my screen printing

#art #my artwork #screenprinting #shirt design #prehistoric #tiktaaliks #tiktaalik #prehistory #dinosaur clothes #nature clothes #devonian

[tittyinfinity]

Yesterday my mom said we were going on a cave tour but we ended up going to a Racism Museum and then driving a golf cart on long sidewalks for 5 minutes of looking down into a canyon (there was no going into a cave)

#thamkfully the tickets were free. johnny morris gave em to my mom as a gift #wish his billionaife ass would just pay her enough tho #the museum was fucking insulting to mative ppl amd only called them *ndians #they tried to cover their asses some by saying many of the 150-250 yo native clothing was 'gifted' #idk man....the war jackets of well known native chiefs??? #i imagine that many of them wouldnt have willingly gave them to colonizers #not to mention that one of them had a fucking bloodstain on it but that could be from anything ig #there werent labels on every one of them #a lot of the stuff was just recreations #there were a bunch of pictures of native ppl painted by white ppl #lots of stuff about how white people 'improved their lives by bringing items to trade' #they mentioned how they slaughtered ghe bison population....for CLOTHES. no mention of native genocide #i liked seeing the old pictures and stuff. plus they had actual skeletons of prehistoric animals found in missouri #got to see the flag that covered lincoln's coffin & his hair & his wife's acfual clothes (they were v beautiful she had style) #seeing actual tools art and clothing made by natives was pretty cool but i dont trust the way the museum acquired them #like idc if they took shit from lincoln thats fine #i think the most insulting thing tho was a painting of christopher columbus greeting a group of native ppl #in elaborate clothing while the natives were naked and it said #'meeting the savages' #yeah. racism museum

[fixomnia-scribble]

WOW.

Scientists found an amazingly well-preserved village from 3,000 years ago

Text below, in case article access dries up:

LONDON — A half-eaten bowl of porridge complete with wooden spoon, communal rubbish bins, and a decorative necklace made with amber and glass beads are just a handful of the extraordinarily well-preserved remnants of a late Bronze Age hamlet unearthed in eastern England that’s been dubbed “Britain’s Pompeii” and a “time capsule” into village life almost 3,000 years ago.

The findings from the site, excavated in 2015 to 2016, are now the subject of two reports, complete with previously unseen photos, published this week by University of Cambridge archaeologists, who said they cast light onto the “cosy domesticity” of ancient settlement life.

“It might be the best prehistoric settlement that we’ve found in Britain,” Mark Knight, the excavation director and a co-author of the reports, said in an interviewThursday. “We took the roofs off and inside was pretty much the contents,” he said. “It’s so comprehensive and so coherent.”

The reason for the rare preservation: disaster.

The settlement, thought to have originally consisted of several large roundhouses made of wood and constructed on stilts above a slow-moving river, was engulfed by a fire less than a year after being built.

During the blaze, the buildings and much of their contents collapsed into a muddy river below that “cushioned the scorched remains where they fell,” the university said of the findings. This combination of charring from the fire and waterlogging led to “exceptional preservation,” the researchers found.

“Because of the nature of the settlement, that it was burned down and its abandonment unplanned, everything was captured,” Knight added.

“As we excavated it, there was that feeling that we were picking over someone else’s tragedy,” he said of the eerie site in the swampy fenland of East Anglia. “I don’t think we could smell the fire but the amount of ash around us — it felt close.”

Researchers said they eventually unearthed four large wooden roundhouses and an entranceway structure, but the original settlement was probably “twice as big.”

The site at Must Farm dates to about 850 B.C., eight centuries before Romans came to Britain. Archaeologists have been shocked at “just how clear the picture is” of late Bronze Age life based on the level of detail uncovered, Knight said.

The findings also showed that the communities lived “a way of life that was more sophisticated than we could have imagined,” Duncan Wilson, head of Historic England, the public body responsible for preserving England’s historic environment, said in a statement.

The findings unearthed include a stack of spears, possibly for hunting or defense; a decorative necklace “with beads from as far away as Denmark and Iran”; clothes of fine flax linen; and a female adult skull rendered smooth, “perhaps a memento of a lost loved one,” the research found.

The inhabitants’ diet was also rich and varied, including boar, pike and bream, along with wheat and barley.

A pottery bowl with the finger marks of its maker in the clay was also unearthed, researchers said, still containing its final meal — “a wheat-grain porridge mixed with animal fats” — with a wooden spatula resting inside the bowl.

“It appears the occupants saved their meat juices to use as toppings for porridge,” project archaeologist Chris Wakefield said in the university’s news release. “Chemical analyses of the bowls and jars showed traces of honey along with ruminant meats such as deer, suggesting these ingredients were combined to create a form of prehistoric honey-glazed venison,” he added.

Skulls of dogs — probably kept as pets and to help with hunting — were also uncovered, and the dogs’ fossilized feces showed they fed on scraps from their owners’ meals, the research found.

The buildings, some connected by walkways, may have had up to 60 people living there all together, Knight said, along with animals.

Although no intact sets of human remains were found at the site, indicating that the inhabitants probably fled the fire safely, several sheep bones were found burned indoors. “Skeletal remains showed the lambs were three to six months old, suggesting the settlement was destroyed sometime in late summer or early autumn,” according to the university’s news release.

Ceramic and wooden vessels including tiny cups, bowls and large storage jars were also found. Some pots were even designed to nest, stacked inside one another, Knight said — evidence of an interest in aesthetics as well as practicality.

A lot of similar items were found replicated in each home, Knight added, painting the picture of completely independent homesteads for each family unit rather than distinct buildings for shared tasks — much like we live today.

Household inventories often included metal tools, loom weights, sickles for crop harvesting, axes and even handheld razors for cutting hair.

The roundhouses — one of which had almost 50 square meters (nearly 540 square feet) of floor space — had hearths and insulated straw and clay roofs. Some featured activity zones for cooking, sleeping and working akin to modern-day rooms.

The Must Farm settlement has produced the largest collection of everyday Bronze Age artifacts ever discovered in the United Kingdom, according to Historic England, which partly funded the 1.1 million pound ($1.4 million) excavation project.

The public body labeled the site a “time capsule,” including almost 200 wooden artifacts, over 150 fiber and textile items, 128 pottery vessels and more than 90 pieces of metalwork. Some items will go on display at the nearby Peterborough Museum next month.

Archaeologists never found a “smoking gun” cause for the fire, Knight said. Instead, they suspect it was either an attack from “outside forces,” which may explain why the inhabitants never returned to collect their possessions from the debris, or an accidental blaze that spread rapidly across the tightly nestled homes.

“Probably all that was left was the people and what they were wearing; everything else was left behind,” Knight said of the fire.

But the preservation has left a window for people to look back through in the future. “You could almost see and smell their world,” he said.

“The only thing that was missing was the inhabitants,” Knight added. “And yet … I think they were there — you certainly got glimpses.”

#archaeology #bronze age #UK archaeology #excavations

[sixteenseveredhands]

10,000-Year-Old Sandals from Fort Rock Cave in Oregon (c.8000 BCE): these sandals are the oldest known footwear ever discovered

The oldest shoes in the world come from Oregon's Fort Rock Cave, where a team of archaeologists unearthed more than 70 sandals dating back to about 10,000 years ago. They had been buried beneath a layer of volcanic ash during the eruption of Mount Mazama in 7,600 BCE (the same eruption that produced Crater Lake). Some of the sandals still show signs of charring from the hot pumice that rained down over the site.

Each sandal is woven with ropes made of twisted sagebrush bark, and their design represents a distinctive stylistic tradition.

From the Oregon Encyclopedia:

While sandals have been found at sites other than Fort Rock Cave, no other site has produced the unusual quantity found at Fort Rock. They range from child-size to large adult size. Most are heavily worn or broken, which suggests that they were discarded rather than being stored for later use.

I briefly mentioned these sandals in my previous post, but I decided that it would be better to just give them their own separate, dedicated post instead, because they really are amazing.

Sources & More Info:

Oregon Encyclopedia: Fort Rock Sandals

Museum of Natural and Cultural History at the University of Oregon: Great Basin Sandals

Wikipedia: Fort Rock Cave

#archaeology #history #anthropology #artifact #prehistory #oregon #fort rock cave #crafting #prehistoric clothing #fashion #native american history #ancient history #world's oldest shoes

[oct0bra1ns]

I feel like I've sent so many requests- lmk if it's too many or anything, I swear I'll stop

But until then, I have yet another!

How about a time traveller yandere who's darling is from a totally different period of time. Ex: Victorian era, prehistoric times, etc. Choose which ever you want!

-💌

Timeless Devotion

pairing: Yandere time traveller x Victorian era reader TW: yanderes, violence against others, notes : feelings were annihilated so bad i came out of my hiatus to write LOL

reblogs and comments are appreciated

♡ Yandere time traveller who expected nothing interesting when he decided to go to some obnoxious noble's ball, he wasn't this rich back in his time period, why not enough it now?

♡ Yandere time traveller who initially went out to the balcony to get some peace and quiet from the chattering crowd only to find you bent over the railing solemnly staring out to the garden.

♡ Yandere time traveller who immediately recognised you as the noble's child the moment you turned around to greet him. He who spent the next few hours of the ball getting to know you, hearing you lament of the fact your father married you off to a stranger.

♡ Yandere time traveller who started devising a plan to bring you back to his timeline the moment he saw tears falling down your face, he'd make sure everyone who played a part in forcing you to get married would be dealt with, of course, he doesn't waste the opportunity to let you sob into his chest.

♡ Yandere time traveller who begs you to run away with him, promising he'll take care of you to his best abilities, who promises that you'll never have to lift a finger if you wish so.

♡ Yandere time traveller who wastes no time in bring you back to his time, who's eternally grateful his parents decided to buy an old victorian house before they bailed on him

♡ Yandere time traveller who slowly introduces you to technology, who hands you a phone with only his number, who makes sure to hide the app store in case you decide to explore the contents of the phone.

♡ Yandere time traveller who knows damn well you hate the clothes in his time but buying victorian era clothing is just waay out of his budget so instead he take his time sewing clothes to your life, getting to place is hands all over you is a plus point.

♡ Yandere time traveller who always holds your waist when you go out to town, he's aware your dressing style makes you stand out but god forbid anyone tries to flirt with you, he'll get rid of them and keep you in the house for a while under the guise of it being too dangerous outside.

♡ Yandere time traveller who knows you spent your entire life being served so when he comes home to a burnt meal, hE doesn't complain, he eats it, praising you, asking you if you want to be taught more recipes.

♡ Yandere time traveller who panic when you uncover an old newspaper clipping of an unsolved murder of a noble house, snatching it out of your hand, telling you that even newspapers print lies these days.

#octo answers #octo writes #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #tw yandere #yandere #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere x willing reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere imagine #yandere writing #yandere drabble

[jamiesansible]

I’m sure everyone remembers the article from 2020 where researches found three-ply cordage made by Neanderthals.^

But did you know that in the supplemental material for the article, it mentions that pine needles can be made into textiles?^^ As someone who works with textiles myself, I had come across pine needles as a dye stuff, but not as a fibre.

The source is listed as "L’acquisition des matières textiles d’origine végétale en Préhistoire" by Fabinne Médard. It talks about how other fibres, including brambles and broom could have been used prehistorically for a similar purpose, as well as flax. However, it contains only one metion of pine needles.

“Les aiguilles du pin sylvestre (Pinus sylvestris L.) fournissaient, après rouissage, une matière textile appelée « laine des forêts » qui remplaçait la ouate et l’étoupe dont on faisait également des tissus (Mathieu [1858] 1897)" * The needles of the Scots pine (Pinus sylvestris L.) provided, after retting, a textile material called “forest wool” which replaced wadding and tow from which fabrics were also made.

So Scots pine needles were processed, spun and woven, or simply used directly after processing, potentially prehistorically.

If you follow the source for the quote above, it takes you to a book from 1860 called Flore forestière; description et histoire des végétaux ligneux qui croissent spontanément en France et des essences importantes de l'Algérie. It says:

“On fabrique depuis quelques années, avec les faisceaux fibreux, allongés, et tenaces des aiguilles, une espèce de drap grossier.” ** For several years, we have been making a kind of coarse cloth using the fibrous, elongated and stiff bundles of the needles.

So this processing of pine needles was also happening in the 1800s.

Another souce from the 1840s describes the texture of forest wool as resembling "...horsehair, and has been used for stuffing mattresses"** and that an industry sprung up in Humboldtsau, near Breslau for processing it. Manufacturies for forest wool then spread to Sweden, Holland and France, which may explain the mention in the 1860 Flore forestière.

Despite looking a bit more, but couldn't find much else on the subject expect a recent masters thesis in German (which I couldn't access) and an article on the designer Tamara Orjola.

Orjola's work investigates the modern use of pine needle fabric, showing there is still interest in it. She says:

"Forest Wool began with research on the forgotten value of plants. Valuable local materials and techniques are left behind due to the unwillingness of mass-production to adopt more sustainable practices. In the old days the pine tree was used as food, remedies, to build homes and furniture and for many other purposes. Nowadays, it is only valuable for its timber." ***

I find the line from prehistory to now facinating - that people have looked to something as mundane as a pine needle to spin, especially as researchers are discovering a lot of what they thought was linen fabric is actually ramie (from nettles).

As far as I can tell, only Pinus sylvestris L. and one other variety was used. I am not sure what makes that tree more suitable than other pine trees, or if it was simply a question of availability. In terms of processing, the answer as far as I can tell is retting, presumably followed by scutching and hackling - similar to how flax is processed. However I have not done that myself and cannot speak to the specifics.

It would be something intresting to try though.

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^ https://www.nature.com/articles/s41598-020-61839-w#MOESM1

^^ https://static-content.springer.com/esm/art%3A10.1038%2Fs41598-020-61839-w/MediaObjects/41598_2020_61839_MOESM1_ESM.pdf

* https://journals.openedition.org/nda/602

** https://www.proquest.com/openview/276605d708970d416923b94e8856d20b/1?pq-origsite=gscholar&cbl=41445

*** https://lampoonmagazine.com/article/2021/05/15/recycled-wood-pine-needles-byproduct/

#fabric #history #i was consumed by the spirit of academia and could not stop reading french articles #please excuse the use of Google translate #my French is okay but not academic article good #it’s just a super interesting topic #the variety of plant fibres used for textiles is always larger than I think

[yandere-writer-momo]

Hello Can I request Pickles with a s/o who's from the same time era as him? Reader was bring back to life like Pickles and is a little more evoluted than him. They scientists made them meet, but reader is not interested in Pickles, ignoring him completely.

Thanks!

Yes you can! Imagine being unthawed centuries later from your frozen prison to come face to face with this giant smelly man?

Yandere Baki Head Canons

Pickle with a prehistoric S/O

Pickle

The scientist found you a few hours after they found Pickle. You were also encased in salt but instead of punching a t-Rex, you were holding onto the head of a Pterodactyl. Your head resting against theirs as if you had accepted your death.

You had pieces of various gemstones and dried plants braided into your hair, you wore clothes (made of fur), and even had a few weapons unlike Pickle. The scientists were fascinated by you. You must be one of the first humans!

The scientists accidentally revived the two of you. Allen had woken Pickle up by cooking T-Rex while you had woken up from Allen’s screams. You ran to Allen’s rescue and was surprised to see Pickle, the Neanderthal you constantly clashed with back during your time in the world standing above a helpless creature

Pickle and you circled each other for a long time. Pickle attempted to reach out to touch you but you pushed him away. Pickle was happy to see you but you wanted nothing to do with him even in this era

Your tried to walk away from Pickle but he followed you. The caveman grunted and cooed at you since he was so surprised by his surroundings.

Pickle eventually broke down a wall to escape but the two of you were surrounded by flashing lights. You remained away from Pickle for a bit but eventually relented (he kept giving you puppy eyes)

Pickle was thrilled when you sat beside him. He smugly wrapped an arm around you. His golden eyes scanned the humans for any challenges to trying to take you from him but none came forward. Except for the hairy old man who offered his hand to Pickle

Pickle refused to leave until you went with him. He would not keep his hands off of you for the entirety of the trip. Pickle would whine if you didn’t stay close to him. You were the only one he knew

The two of you eventually sit in the enclosure together. Pickle playing with your braids while you remain indifferent. You felt stuck with him and you were positive there wasn’t any creature strong enough to beat Pickle

And as the fighters came to challenge him, you still remained indifferent. You had no interest in this modern world nor did you have an interest in fighting. You had hoped to have perished alongside your pterodactyl companion when the plates shifted but here you were with Pickle

And he wouldn’t let you go. The Neanderthal constantly showed off his victories to you and even some animals he hunted but you had no interest in any of it. If Pickle could think, which you doubted, he’d know that you were an herbivore. You were naturally peaceful compared to him but would fight if you had to (which one of the guards found out when they tried to touch you and then Pickle ate him)

Pickle wouldn’t let you out of his sight for a minute. If you even tried to walk away, he’d growl. The caveman was extremely possessive of you and you despised it. Why did you have to end up being stuck with him of all people? Why couldn’t the scientists just leave the two of you alone?

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[aheathen-conceivably]

🎶 I gave him my heart, but he wanted my soul 🎶

It was just after sunrise and Josephine was in the kitchen, a sunbeam warming her hands as they worked. She had woken early to take care of the chickens. Their tiny, prehistoric beaks and beady eyes still repulsed her, but at least it was easier than tilling soil or scrubbing clothes. 

Over and over again she folded the dough that Zelda had taught her how to make. A perfectly baked loaf already sat before her as she worked on another. My mother’s recipe, Zelda had said nostalgically as she recited it from the depths of her memory. These years with Zelda had been full of moments like that, ones where you could practically feel the domestic warmth radiating from her memories as she spoke of them.

A small, bitter laugh escaped Jo's lips. For all she may still love her mother, the closest thing Delphine ever had to a recipe was how to bat your eyelashes to earn enough money to pay someone else to make your bread. Josephine had thought that if only she could learn how to make it herself now, that she would finally be free of that, of her mother’s overbearing jasmine perfume and the inherent message that the only way to free yourself from a man’s grasp was through his touch.

Jo was taken aback by a pair of arms as they wrapped around her waist. Lost in the smell of jasmine perfume, she didn’t recognize them at first. She left her hands busy on the dough as she felt the lips trail over her silk blouse, along her neck, and to the base of her skull. He brought his cheek to hers and she tried not to pull away.

By then she knew who he was, not some figment of her past or her mother’s design. He was a man she loved, one who had made her feel more free than anyone else ever had. One who’s arms felt safer and happier than any of those memories. Only she hated the scruffy feeling of his face now, unshaven as it was most of the time and plastered with an expression that seemed to trigger all her anxiety for a reason she couldn't quite explain. “Good morning, mi raccomando. Is that what I think it is?"

“Bread, Gio. The same as always.” But really, she wanted to pick it up and throw it across the room, I did it! I fucking did it just like I told you I would. I tried and tried until I succeeded and still I’m unhappy. Still I feel trapped!

She spun around to face him and his eyes had the same expression as the first time she walked in this house. Happiness. It was the one that she avoided when she could, the same one that made her feel like her feet were glued to the spot and she had no choice whether she wanted to stay or leave.

Because it was sheer happiness that she was there; that he could wake and find her so near. A simple joy that the bread she was making was for him, and he would wake up to a house warmed and filled with the smells of clean laundry before he even put on his work clothes. Then in the farmyard it was knowing that he could come inside to see the woman he loved whenever he pleased, that she was there for him and only him.

It made her want to slap him, and she only knew one way of dealing with that.

So she moved back toward the table, wrapping her arm around his neck in a signal he understood immediately. He lifted her legs and moved the bread aside, small specks of flour rising into the air and staying suspended there for a moment, settling back down around her thighs as he started to kiss her.

She could swear that she smelled jasmine perfume in the air, but it was only bread. The ever present smell of bread and domestic subservience. Stop thinking about the fucking bread. Don’t think about the truck in the driveway, or how deeply he sleeps. Don’t think about how far you could drive before anyone would even know you were gone. Just run. Run away.

Only it wasn’t working, no matter how tightly she closed her eyes or grabbed his hair. Just run. You’re trapped here too. The same way you were there. With every thought the raging restlessness clawed its way back up her throat, mingling there with the bitter taste that this was her life now.

For so long, this had been enough, and the smell of jasmine perfume in the air was gone when he was near. At least for a little while. Only then it appeared again, whenever the chickens screeched at sunrise or she saw that look in his eyes. So what do you want to be then, my child? Some glorified maid for a man? Like that’s any life either.

When had she said yes to this life? She had denied his proposals a dozen times, only to end up here at his beck and call anyway, a farm wife in practice if not in name. Forever, mi raccomando. This is forever. The louder her thoughts became the more tightly she closed her eyes, only it wasn’t working anymore. Not at all. Her last bastion of control, the one place she could free herself from her past and her anxieties, now it all just smelled like jasmine perfume and some man she had never wanted, bringing with him the feeling of entrapment in the guise of freedom.

Josephine pushed him away with more force than she intended to. Her eyes were full of hatred for someone else’s touch, one far less kind and attentive than this one. The moment the smell of jasmine cleared from her head, she realized who was actually in front of her: a man who immediately saw the discomfort his hands were bringing and stepped back accordingly, giving her space to gather herself and her surroundings. Then he kept his head bowed and looked back at her in apology, no stranger to when she reacted this way or why that was. 

Only it was easier for him to think that was the extent of it, because neither of them really understood that the smell of jasmine perfume and fresh bread were all the same to her, and that sooner or later the heady scent in the air would make her snap regardless of which one it was. “Not - not now. That’s all it is. I’m tired. The chickens woke me again.”

He seemed to sense there was something beyond what he already knew; but her eyes stayed glassy, focused on locking away every thought she had so deeply that even if he wanted to see her unhappiness, she wouldn’t let him. When he brought his hands to her shoulders she was sure not to pull away again. “Okay, mi raccomando. I love you. I’m right outside if you need me.”

As he looked back at her, there was a small beat. A brief pregnant moment he left just for her. I love you too, but I’m unhappy. Maybe saying it would have been easy, but it was pointless. 

Antoine, Zelda, Violette. Gio. Each and every one of them was happy. What good would her words do? Ruin everyone else’s small sanctuary amidst a world in ruins? Force them to overturn their peace for an aimless restlessness she couldn't really explain, and maybe could never even mend? No, they were happy. All of them, and Gio had seemingly done nothing to deserve this.

It was simply easier to think that the problem was her, and her alone. Maybe her mother had broken her, and ruined her ability to let herself go to anyone else's desires. Maybe this was being happy, and her whole life all she had known before was excitement, not happiness. She couldn’t ruin it for all of them when she couldn’t even explain it, much less when none of them could be blamed either. She was trapped by guilt and love all the same as she had been by duty and need.

So she turned back around and acted as though she were redirecting her attention to the bread. The bitterness in her throat and the rising smell of jasmine in the air tried to choke back her words, “I love you too, Gio.”

Mollified, he walked back out the door.

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[odxrilove]

☆ VERNON BOYFRIEND HABITS

pairing: vernon x reader

genre: headcannons, fluff, established relationship

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☆ covers your lap with his jacket whenever you wear skirts or dresses

vernon isn’t the jealous type, he never ever even thought he would be that type. he lets you wear whatever you want, doesn't get angry at you for having guy friends and doesn’t even blink an eye when one of his band members greets you with an arm thrown over your shoulder. but the one time he felt a bit of jealousy creep up was when you two were going home by metro after a party and this guy sitting opposite of you two was eyeing your naked legs and short skirt continuously and with no shame. vernon nearly wanted to land a punch when the creepy guy licked his lips, but how could he when you looked at him with those pretty pleading eyes of yours. so your boyfriend only took off his jacket, covering your lap with the clothing, making sure you were as comfortable as possible as he kept an eye on the guy, glaring at him from time to time and holding you close to him in a protective manner. now, his jackets always cover your lap when you wear dresses or skirts, the warm material keeping you comfy.

☆ traces little hearts on your skin when his hand is on your thigh

vernon is always doing something with his hand, specifically his fingers. as a man with a passion for music, he always taps his fingers on whatever surface he can find. at first, it was a table or a counter, or a railing, or even his own phone sometimes. but now that you two started dating, he quickly caught himself using your thigh as surface, the skin soft under his finger tips. you didn’t mind any bit and redirected his hand to your thigh when he pulled back in embarrassment. you think it’s nice to feel the soft tapping of his fingers on your skin, even more so when he pats and squeezes your thigh right after as thank you. but you think that what you love the most about it is the little shapes he often draws when he’s thinking about something. he would sometimes stop in the middle of tapping and draw little hearts on your skin, and the first time he did it, shivers ran down your spine.

☆ always makes you listen to his music first

music is a very important aspect in vernon’s life. it’s his passion, his studies, his job, his career. vernon isn’t vernon without his music, it’s a well known fact. another fact is that you are a very important part of his life too. you’re his partner, one of his biggest supporters, the person he cherishes and wants to share his life with. it’s beautiful how grateful vernon is for you and he couldn’t think of any way he would be able to repay you for the years of support you’ve given him. so, in his mind, the least he could do is show you how much you inspire him, how much he loves you. you’re always the first one to hear his music, the first one he calls over to the studio when he’s finished writing or producing a song. the first time he made you listen to a new song of his, shyly placing his headphones on your head, he tried to explain the song was for you and you only, to thank you for staying by his side. to this day, that special song is still your most played by his.

☆ sharing earphones while walking and holding hands

like i mentioned before, music is very important for vernon. he couldn’t spend a day without listening to music, it’s like a drug to him. to fuel his very impressive but scary music obsession, he has a giant collection of headphones, earphones and walkmans. some are old, borderline prehistoric, some were gifts from when he was young and some are new; it’s a very diverse collection and he’s very proud of it. however, between all his headphones, earphones, walkmans and music players, vernon has one item he cherishes the most. it’s the most boring pair of earphones to exist, a simple white one with no buttons to change the volume or pause the song. it’s his favorite because it’s what you two use to listen to music while walking around the city, swinging your interlocked hands together back and forth on the beat. but it was also the earphones he wore when he first saw you, and it was the earphones that were in his pocket when you shared a first kiss.

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[mcroutfits]

please

practicing illegal abortions with the girrrrrls only on thursdays they dont charge much

?/10 bob is just a floating head I can't see I can't rate babe

8.5/10 cool ripped jeans, with the sneakers I'm not sure they look like prehistoric air forces which is creeping me out don't ask, pink belt 🩷🩷🩷 to cut the bitterness of all the obscurity, wide ass tie but fair not as ugly as the im not ok uniform MV. lovely frank

8.5/10 cool mikey cool clothes I've already seen them like 10928 times that jacket is haunting me in my dreams everywhere I go I see it again I need to see a doctor

?/10 dont know what's ray wearing but 10/10 the best bloody hands of the photoshoot

8.9/10 i can't see a shit of gerard on these 1 pixel quality photos but im gonna GUESS he is wearing a striped suit. everything striped is instantly better. fine shoesssss

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