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llogllady99 · 3 years

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Crimson Red: Prologue

CHARACTERS | Levi, Erwin, Petra, Hange, Moblit, Mike, Nanaba, Eld, Oluo, Gunther, Kenny, Erwin’s Father, Kuchel, Frieda Reiss, Nile Dok, Yelena, Marie

RELATIONSHIPS | Levi x Erwin

GENRE | Mystery, Thriller, Romance, Dark Academia

IV | Blood and gore, Blood and violence, Alternate universe - modern setting/high school/ boarding school, angst and fluff and smut, knife kink, knife play, drama & romance, eventual romance, eventual smut, emotional manipulation, cults, rituals

SUMMARY | Sina Academy of Excellence and Inquiry is the best boarding school in all of England, producing over time leaders of Nations and outstanding personalities in society as well as being the perfect environment for your child to flourish in, spending his time with specially trained staff to support his need and wonderful, well behaved peers like him. We only have two rules: don't go in the woods and do not try to go through locked doors.

From the statement above one would have assumed that Sina was the perfect school and that the rules that were imposed were just for their children's safety, but as Levi joins the school at the beginning of his senior year, he uncovers a secret so putrid and morbid that will leave him scared for life. That is...if he manages to make it out alive.

Chapter song: God rest ye merry gentleman - Pentatonix (slowed & reverb)

December 21st, 1995 Yule Festival

If you asked Erwin Smith what his plans were for the celebration of Yule, as he always remained on campus over the holidays, he would have told you that he were to be found cozying up on the lilac couch by the fire, basking in the heat emanated by the hearth, and enjoying one of those contemporary novels meant for mass consumption and reading the evening away in the dorms of the Boethiah house. Later, if he felt up to it, he would trek happily across the dark vaulted corridors of the academy to the bathing rooms and relax into one of the immense thermae alone, sans the forever present havoc caused by the agglomeration of teenage boys during early school mornings. What he would not have answered was: his girlfriend was to be killed tonight by no one other than him. Sweet Marie will meet her end tonight, scarlet and thick blood gushing out of her freshly sliced neck.

Flicking his wrist, slightly pulling back his navy blue Tudor coat, Erwin checked the time. It was 22:59. If he were to meet Marie in the next minute, then he wouldn’t have to worry about getting to the crypts on time, but he could always improvise - the campus being almost abandoned at this time of night with no students lurking around - and kill Marie right in their meeting spot, in front of all the security cameras and the dining hall’s high arched and trellised windows slowly breaking each of her limbs, while the poor creature tries to crawl herself out of the situation, blood curling screams sounding into the night, while finally being abruptly cut off by Erwin twisting her neck. But no, he had to be careful, his father would take care of the security cameras but if there would have been prying ears and eyes in the dining hall, then he wouldn’t have gotten away so easily. It was a dark, dull, and soundless night with clouds hanging so oppressively low in the sky, they produced thick white fog that snaked its way between the alleyways and immense gothic buildings. One street lamp was the only thing that lighted the small plaza in front of the four adjacent dorm rooms, its golden light resting on Erwin’s figure, revealing the soft blonde hair, determined and ruthless sapphire eyes, strong jawline, and tall, well built body. He was dressed casually, wearing his most comfortable clothes: jeans and a plain white t-shirt. He was supposed to be spending the evening with Marie up in his dorm room, enjoying some cheesy and petty romcom broadcasted on the TV, and more formal wear would disrupt the cozy atmosphere that would supposedly settle between them, that and blood would be a bitch to get out of them.

Huffing in frustration, Erwin checked the time again: 23:05. If Marie didn’t show up then it would have all been for nothing. However, just as he was making up his mind to go after her, the girl exited her dorm room and with a wide grin, spreading from cheek to cheek on her sweet face, ran into Erwin’s arms. He snorted and greeted her.

“Hello sweet lover, I was beginning to worry you wouldn’t show up tonight.”

“I’m terribly sorry, dear Erwin, but I might have had a change of mind regarding the outfit I was to wear tonight.” Marie chuckled as she let him go, settling back down on her feet. In the golden light, the girl was beautiful, her long blonde hair sitting comfortably on her dainty shoulders, her eyes shining almost green as blue mixed with yellow from the light, her cheekbones were high, just like his, and her lips rosy red. Erwin almost regretted having to kill her, but it was for the sake of everyone around him. It was his duty as head boy, as a son, and as a student to steal this girl’s life. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her plush like lips and with a smile, grabbed her hand and began leading her into the direction of his dorm. His dorm was a just across the plaza in front of her own building. So with long hurried steps across the grass, they reached the entrance. All of the buildings were linked together in a square.

“Where’s the rush Erwin? Are you really so excited by our casual night in?” Chuckled Marie and hurried her pace to match his.

“Certainly,” answered Erwin, not even paying attention to her.

“The hallways are unusually quiet, so is the campus. Don’t you think it’s strange dear, that not even the staff seem to be present?” Continued Marie.

“Well, it’s almost Christmas, it suppose it would be kind of sad if they were to be hanging around campus instead of enjoying their time with their families. After all, they’re humans, just like me and you.” Erwin tried to answer her question, growing more annoyed by the second.

Finally they reached his room, and like the gentleman he was opened the door for his girlfriend, letting her in. It was the first time that Marie entered his room, so with a bit of excitement the girl started wandering through it, stopping to admire the little trinkets he had placed randomly around his room, like the telescope that was facing his window, or various maps that laid, carefully rolled and tied with black string. Erwin lingered behind the door and scanned his room looking for his weapon: a wooden baseball bat, scratched, chipped and stained red, that happen to be positioned right in the left corner of the room, closest to the door. He went and picked it up, gently trailing his fingertips over the rough surface. Giving it a few experimental swings, he called out to Marie as he was slowly approaching her.

“Like what you see, Marie?”

“Indeed, you have a lot of interesting things lying around here, but I can’t help but wonder if you would be so kind as to turn on the light.” She chuckled and slightly bent down to examine the telescope.

“It’s not necessary for what’s to come.” Erwin replied, and with a smile approached the girl in hurried steps, building momentum.

“Erwin?” Marie slowly tried to turn around as she was startled by his reply. “What’s that supposed to me-“ She tried asking, but before she could finish her sentence, the bat collided with her skull, breaking it to a million pieces. With a loud thud, the cadaver collapsed to the floor. Erwin sighed, it required so much work to kill somebody: drawing the victim in, killing it, carrying the body, and getting rid of it. He would have to talk with his father about getting a payment or some kind of reward out of it.

Rubbing away some of his sweat from his forehead, Erwin bent down and grabbed the body, throwing it over his shoulder, wincing slightly as the weight collapsed onto him. Satisfied, Erwin made his way out of the dorm room and into the darkness of the hallway, his whistling the only thing perturbing the eerie silence that settled over the school as if in mourning of their newly lost peer.

Twilight enveloped the academy. Combinations of blue, lavender, and light pink reflected off the Chapel’s pointed arches, ribbed vaults, and sipping in through the stained glass windows that adjourned each side of the building as Erwin made his way out and down the vibrant green lawn, his footsteps levelling the grass where he stepped and the lifeless cadaver still slumped over his shoulder. It had served his purpose and it was now time to get rid of it. Quickening his pace, he headed to the woods right behind the Chapel. This was his least favourite part of his job. The forest was dense and light could barely pass through the crowns and branches of the trees. Nevertheless, the trees were lanky, twisted in unnatural ways with branches sharp like knives. The bark was a dark brown, with a coarse texture, which could scratch and cut if the individual touching it was not being careful. However, what unnerved Erwin gravely was not only the eerie darkness that seemed to swallow the forest but also the absence of fauna in it. Sighing deeply, he proceeded to walk into the forest.

Erwin could have sworn the greenwood was like a warm hole. Every time he went through it, time seemed to stop, the existence of anything beside the forest seemed to be erased, leaving him wandering through the gloomy sea of trees, desperate for an escape. After what seemed like an eternity, Erwin started to notice the outline of hundreds of newly dug out graves, each with a big pile of freshly turnt earth, especially made so that bodies like this could be dumped in easily and covered just as easily. The sight helped him ease his nerves a little bit. Unconsciously, he quickened his pace. This was the first sign that he was close to the graveyard. He soon found himself at the edge of the forest once more.

Not wasting anymore time, Erwin walked to the edge of the cemetery, at the farthest of graves he hoisted the corpse up and tossed it lackadaisically into its final resting place. With a frustrated sigh, he picked up the spade and started to dump the soil over it. The corpse looked nothing like Marie anymore, her clothes, once spotless and emanating the sweetest of scents, were now covered in blood, and her skin, once a beautiful olive yellow was now waxy white, every drop of blood squeezed out of her right through the wide open wound on her neck. The soil got stuck in her hair, painting the blonde brown, in her eyes, filling the glassy stare with bits of gravel and dirt, slowly covering and erasing every evidence of her existence. With one final flick of spade, Erwin managed to cover up the body completely. Breathing heavily from the exertion, and dumping one crimson red rose on the grave, he opened his mouth and voiced his last words to her.

“Merry Christmas and Happy Yule, may you rest in peace, Marie.”

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im-fairly-whitty · 4 years

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The Witcher Wolf 2: Geralt’s POV

It's been two weeks since Geralt drove Jaskier away from him on that mountain top and Geralt's been doing his best not to think about it by accepting every contract he comes across. But when a job goes badly he find himself cursed into the form of an injured wolf and is then saved by none other than Jaskier himself, who has no idea that the animal he's taken under his wing is his own witcher.

Geralt must now try to alert Jaskier to his real situation and adjust to his new life traveling with the bard, learning several hard but very much needed lessons along the way.

Thank you all for your lovely support and comments on [Part One]! I was going to make part two another oneshot but it keeps getting longer and it feel right to break it into two chapters so here you are, extra content for you all. :)

I wanted to try to focus on scenes that happened in between the ones in Jaskier’s POV so be sure to go back and read that one if you haven't already so you can see where the timelines weave through each other.

Chapter 1

“Good girl Roach, good girl.” Geralt said, panting as he patted the horse’s neck, leaning heavily against her side.

The mare tossed her head, ears still twitching nervously toward the massive carcass toppled in the middle of their camp. Geralt’s eyes stung as the cat elixir slowly wore off, but he could still see faint wisps of steam rising from the hot spilt blood into the cold night air.

Geralt heaved another deep breath and pushed himself off Roach, straightening his back with a crack as he tiredly made his way to the felled creature to get a closer look now that the ugly thing wasn't lunging for his jugular.

And it really was quite ugly, some twisted amalgamation that could have been part boar judging by the tusks, part griffon by the sleek winged body, perhaps even part spider by the dozens of glossy jet-black eyes scattered across its face. At first glance in the dark he’d thought it might have been a fiend, but that assumption hadn’t lasted more than an instant.

At Geralt’s age it was very rare for him to see a creature he didn’t know the name of and even rarer for it to ambush him in his own campsite. He didn’t like to think how close a call it had really been this time, he was lucky he’d already been preparing for the hunt or else it might have been him lying on the ground. Geralt had been accepting any contract he saw for the last two weeks ever since the dragon hunt, eager to get his mind off...things...but with this one he’d assumed the villager’s descriptions had been laced with exaggeration.

They quite clearly hadn’t.

“It reeks of magic.” Geralt said to Roach, placing a boot on the monster’s side and heaving it over with a hefty shove. “Whatever it is, it didn’t come about naturally, that’s for sure. But not something that’s been cursed either I think. I’d wager this was some lunatic’s pet project, magically bred from the start.”

“More pet than project, I can assure you.”

Geralt spun, his sword unsheathed and leveled in an instant, his sword tip pointed at the man who’d appeared at the edge of the clearing behind him. And he must have literally appeared out of thin air, otherwise Geralt’s heightened witcher senses would have detected him a mile off in this state, the dregs of his hunting potions still flowing through him.

“Care to elaborate?” Geralt asked warily, shifting his stance slightly as Roach wisely startled away from them, taking cover in the thick trees beyond the clearing.

The man wore what looked like two expensive outfits of very different and clashing styles mixed into one ensemble, all useless ornamentation and rich textures in swathes of periwinkle and burnt orange. Laced in between were chains dripping with bones, trinkets, and what looked suspiciously like human fingers. Geralt wasn’t sure at all how the man managed even to move in such a cluttered get-up, but his frantically humming medallion was more than enough to let him know that the man wouldn’t have to move at all in order to pose a deadly threat. That and the fact that the man’s scent matched the slain creature’s.

“I’d say the time for elaboration is far past.” The man said, something between anger and grief coloring his voice.

Geralt blinked and the man was kneeling beside the creature, stroking its bristly gold hide as if it were a beloved housecat. Geralt’s too-slow heartbeat picked up a bit at that show of speed, he hadn’t even seen the man move at all.

“You a mage?” Geralt asked, trying to cast his mind back to if he’d ever seen Yennifer display the same ability, but each mage’s favorite tricks seemed to be determined more by their personal style rather than any one curriculum.

“Don’t be crass.” The man said, squinting hatefully at Geralt. “I have far too much self respect to be counted among those political chess players. I much prefer caring for my pets, like poor Truskawka here who you’ve slaughtered. Do you have any idea how many generations it’s taken to perfect her bloodline? And now look at my poor strawberry, cut down in cold blood, just before she was about to have a litter too.”

“Your poor strawberry weighs four tons and has been disemboweling travelers for weeks now.” Geralt said dryly. “Should have kept her on a shorter leash if you really cared for her.”

“I’m not about to take advice on caring from you White Wolf.” The man said, looking Geralt right in the eyes in a way that made a sticky cold feeling drip down his spine. “Your kind only know how to harm.”

With a certain collection of songs ragingly popular across the continent it wasn’t unusual for Geralt to be recognized by his medallion and white hair alone, but he had a creeping feeling that somehow this man didn’t know his moniker because of a tavern tune. He also had the feeling that he somehow knew more about him than just his title.

“So if you’re not a mage then what are you?” Geralt asked, raising his sword a bit, quickly tiring of this increasingly unsettling conversation.

“Angry.” The man said, glaring at Geralt and snapping his fingers in a blinding flash of white light.

***

Geralt was no stranger to passing out in battle—it was something you got used to when you made a profession of competing with monsters to see who could lose the most blood last—but he had never woken up running before.

At first he thought he was dreaming as he slowly filtered back to consciousness, his senses gradually coming back to him as air whipped past him, a dirt road under his feet, but suddenly everything clicked back into place and he skidded to a stop. His chest heaved as he looked around, blinking hard to try and get the last tendrils of grogginess out of his mind.

The sorcerer. He growled as he scented the air, remembering what had knocked him unconscious.

The first rays of sunlight were starting to scrape up across the grey clouds on the horizon, signaling a dawn that meant he must have been wandering blindly for hours by now. The blasted magician must have hit him with some unusually strong spell to disorient him like that, most magic simply rolled off a witcher, but the man had seemed extremely upset at his “pet” having been dispatched. Geralt just had to hurry his way back before he-

Geralt stumbled as he took a step forward, his legs suddenly feeling strangely uncoordinated. He fell on his face, rolling onto his shoulder with a growl that suddenly sounded entirely different than his usual ones.

He looked at his hands and blinked in shock at the large white paws he found instead. He twisted around to get a look at the rest of him...

...only to see the massive white furred body of a wolf.

Geralt sat frozen in the middle of the dirt road, feeling his ears swivel back in canine shock as he struggled to process his discovery.

Well. He’d been right about it being a strong spell he’d been hit with.

A very strong spell.

Geralt got to his (four) feet and shook himself, wincing only momentarily at how disarmingly full bodied the shake was. He was a witcher, he’d seen hundreds of transformations far more gruesome and unsettling than this. He could handle a sorcerer with a sense of irony, he just had to find him and either barter or threaten his way to a cure.

He sniffed the air, nose...er...snout scrunching at how different it felt. He seemed to still have his unnaturally sharp witcher senses, which was a relief, but it still felt different. Somehow. Like...like when he had to buy a new riding saddle. It was still technically a saddle, but different feeling all the same.

He snorted at his own metaphor, the noise coming out in a huffing sneeze. He could practically feel Jaskier’s laughter at both his metaphor clumsiness and at him discovering in that moment that wolves did not roll their eyes, his head instead tipping up and to the side a bit when he tried.

Leave the metaphors to me Geralt, can’t have you putting me out of business with your unprecedented lexical brilliance.

Geralt huffed again, ears flicking back at imaginary Jaskier’s teasing. He scented the air again, searching for the sorcerer’s scent as he did his best not to think about the bard, where he was, or if he was safe. Something he’d gotten in the habit of trying very hard not to think about for the last two weeks.

Besides, he told himself yet again as he trotted down the road, following his own scent trail back the way he’d come, in the end it really was for the best that they’d split up. Jaskier was always annoying him and getting in the way, and...playing that lute incessantly...and...and getting hurt...and...

Geralt’s ear flicked as he heard footsteps approach and he lifted his head to see several men emerge from the woods. They were laughing and chatting amongst themselves, armed with bows and arrows, one had a brace of rabbits slung over his shoulder. An early morning hunting party returning from a successful forage no doubt.

They seemed harmless enough. Being a witcher meant Geralt had built up a sense for what people would end up causing him trouble or not, and with these men he could easily just-

Wait. No.

Geralt remembered the vitally important and brand-new piece of his daily social puzzle an instant too late, and one of the men spotted him.

“Wolf!” The man shouted, knocking an arrow at his bow with expert speed.

Geralt threw himself sideways into the bushes, hearing the whistling hiss and thwack of an arrow lancing into the dirt where he’d stood. He gathered up his limbs as quickly as he could and dashed into the undergrowth, pelting away from the road and the hunters.

He bared his teeth at himself as he ran. Stupid stupid stupid. He was a wolf, an animal. Had he really subconsciously assumed the men might simply ignore him with uneasy sideways glances like they did normally?

People barely tolerated him when he could speak, there was going to be no thin mercy or stiff civility extended to him in this state. He didn’t even have weapons to fight back with. No elixirs or magic signs or even opposable thumbs to save him now. If he didn’t find the sorcerer soon he was going to-

A white hot pain slammed into his shoulder, sending him tumbling into the bushes and sliding haphazardly down a rocky embankment. He gritted down a yelp of pain as he slammed against boulders at the bottom of the dry streambed, decades of training pushing him down and close to the deepest shadows of the boulders as he forced his frantic breathing quieter.

“I think I hit ‘em!” A voice shouted from above. “Dunno where the bastard went, but I swear I hit ‘em.”

“You? Hitting a running wolf?” Another voice guffawed, the bushes rustling. “Your head’s gotten too big from your flask.”

“Shove off, didn’t I get two rabbits this morning?”

“Only because one was old enough to practically roll over on your boots.”

Geralt’s ears twitched as the laughing voices slowly moved away, the sound of crashing brush receding as the hunters took their conversation back to the main road.

As his adrenaline started to ebb Geralt could feel the pain in his shoulder far more clearly, the burning ache creeping across him as he turned to get his first look at it in the growing light of the morning. He knew it was an arrow, had had arrows in him before, but it still didn’t make it much easier to see the blasted thing sprouting from his shoulder.

Especially since he was realizing with a sinking feeling that he had no idea how he was going to get it out.

He could feel a doggish whine spring to his lips as he pushed himself to his feet and accidentally put weight on his bad foreleg, but he choked it back out of habit. He was still in the middle of nowhere with enemies nearby, he couldn’t do anything to further expose himself to danger until he was somewhere safe.

Geralt felt his tail tuck between his legs a little as he looked around, scenting the unfamiliar air. There was certainly no chance of him getting back up the steep embankment, it was going to be enough of a chore to even walk at all across even the uneven rocky stream bed.

He had no way to get back to the sorcerer, no medical supplies, no equipment or way to get to a town where he would be able to find any of those things. Not in this state.

He grit his teeth as he forced himself to take an unsteady step forward. He was a witcher, he could do this. He’d survived this long, hadn’t he? All he had to do was focus on surviving one more hour, and then one more hour after that. That’s how he was going to get through this.

It took some doing to figure out walking on three legs after only having just managed with four, but soon Geralt had picked up an unsteady pace that was getting him across the riverbed in search of cover. He was going to survive this, he was going to be fine.

***

Geralt had now gone three days with that bloody arrow in his shoulder and had long since stopped pretending that things were going to be fine.

He’d managed to wander his way out of the stream bed, had managed to narrowly avoid some drowners he normally could have dispatched without breaking a sweat, and had managed to chew off half the arrow shaft in his exhausted frustration at not being able to treat his own stupid wound which had definitely only made things worse for himself.

Not that he really cared too much anymore though, because at this point he’d logically thought through his situation and had begun coming to terms with the fact that this was was how it ended for Geralt of Rivia. As a wolf he was completely cut off from both outside help and being able to help himself. No one would come looking for a witcher who had last been seen two weeks ago, he’d gone long months before without seeing acquaintances.

He curled up a little tighter in the clearing he’d settled in a few hours ago, the never-ending pain in his shoulder dully pulsing along with his heartbeat. He knew his witcher mutagens were valiantly fighting back infection as well as they could, but he wasn’t invincible. After three days with a wound that kept opening and bleeding around the arrow shaft he knew it was probably only a matter of hours before something deep and deadly finally set in, and that would be the end of it.

The only silver lining he’d been able to find was that as a wolf four days without food or water hadn’t taken the same toll it normally would have. Not that it kept him from forlornly scenting the prey animals that trailed through the brush around him, maddeningly close and completely out of reach.

Geralt stared at the ground, head resting on his useless wolf paws.

He missed Roach, having been unable to stop worrying about her being left alone in the woods with the psychopath who’d cursed him. Hopefully she’d at least stayed far enough away that he’d ignored her.

And he missed Jaskier.

Geralt let out a long whine, having given up being quiet a day or two ago. He never liked to admit it to himself, but as the years had gone by Geralt had come to enjoy his times traveling alone less and less.

As gruffly as he treated his bard sometimes he always felt more lonely than usual whenever they parted ways, somehow missing the man’s incessant prattling and singing and bothering and smiling and interfering. There was no way to count how many wounds Jaskier had stitched up for Geralt over the last twenty-two years too. His careful, even stitching and gentle chastising left far less of a scar than Geralt’s rough and hasty work always did.

And now the last time he ever saw his bard would be that awful day on the mountain, something that still made his stomach sour whenever he accidentally forgot not to think about it. Of the way Jaskier’s face had fallen. Of the immediate regret Geralt had felt, but that he’d smothered down under his anger. Of the way he hadn’t immediately tracked Jaskier back down the mountain when the bard hadn’t returned by the next morning.

Because for the first time Jaskier had actually left after Geralt had snapped at him. And how could Geralt follow after him if he’d really left?

But it didn’t matter anymore, because-

Geralt startled into a surprised snarl as his flagging senses warned him of danger too late, his attacker already nearly falling on top of him. He lurched painfully to the side, a shot of adrenaline coursing through him as he spun to see...

...Jaskier?

Geralt blinked in shock as Jaskier tumbled to the ground across the small clearing from him, yelling and clutching at his lute like a shield, looking as surprised at Geralt was.

“Sorry, very terribly sorry to bother you.” Jaskier said weakly, smelling of fear. “I was trying to find someplace to camp and I was wandering and wasn’t looking where I was going and I didn’t mean- Really that arrow business looks like it hurts, how long have you had that nasty thing stuck in you?”

Geralt’s brain scrambled to process what was happening. Jaskier was here and talking to him normally, did he recognize him despite his canine form? Had Yennifer somehow sensed what had happened and sent Jaskier to fetch him?

But no, it couldn’t be, not with the fear he could smell on Jaskier. Jaskier was frightened all the time, but Geralt had never smelled Jaskier’s fear directed at him before. It made him feel sick. Jaskier must really think he was just a regular wolf.

Perhaps it was the fact that Geralt had just resigned himself to death only to be shocked back to hope, or the fact he’d gone four days without food or water, or just the surreal feeling of it all, but instead of reacting intelligently he found himself just watching the bard, tucking his aching wounded leg closer.

“Say you’re not bad for a wolf.” Jaskier said, his voice getting softer as he started to edge closer. “What if I took a look at-”

Geralt’s habitual annoyance with the bard resurfaced all at once, resulting in a growl that stopped Jaskier’s approach. What on earth was he doing? If Geralt really was a wild injured animal then his current behavior would be the perfect way to get his face bitten off. How Jaskier survived when Geralt wasn’t around to yank him back from poor choices was truly beyond his comprehension. If Geralt could speak right now he’d be getting the lecture of his life.

But Jaskier, being Jaskier, was of course stupidly undeterred, instead keeping his voice puppy soft and high pitched as he rambled on, even digging some dried rabbit meat out of his pouch and tossing it to Geralt.

For a moment Geralt was tempted to mock lunge at the bard, give him a bit of a scare to try and teach him some badly needed self-preservation. Teach him to stay away from things that would only harm him.

…just like he’d done on the mountain?

The uncomfortable realization jolted enough common sense into him that he ate the rabbit jerky without protest and lay still, allowing Jaskier to approach. Larger concerns about Jaskier’s sense of danger aside, Geralt was not a real wolf, and he did very badly need help. If Jaskier had found him and was willing to provide that, then Geralt would be a fool not to shut up and accept it.

“That’s it, there’s a good boy.” Jaskier said gently, getting close enough to pet him, which Geralt endured long-sufferingly. “You know I’m not sure you’re much of a wolf at all. There’s no way I’d still have both my hands at this point if you were really wild. For which I thank you by the way, playing the lute one-handed isn’t a skill I have much interest in picking up. You act more like some kind of massive dog, did you have a human family that raised you? Have you been abandoned by your person?”

Geralt still smelled fear, but not nearly as strong as Jaskier’s curiosity and excitement now. The fool was probably already planning a song about this.

Geralt growled at him. Just get on with it already.

“You know you remind me very much of a friend of mine.” Jaskier said with a wry smile that quickly dropped away. “Or, acquaintance I suppose, he never did anything but growl either. In fact you’re probably much more in tune with your emotions than he is I’ll bet, although most rocks probably are if I’m being strictly honest. The man’s really a complete imbecile.”

Geralt snarled, tired and insulted. Did Jaskier bad mouth him behind his back to every woodland creature he met? It was no secret Geralt wasn’t as outwardly emotional or articulate as some people, gods knew Jaskier had never hesitated to tell him so. Albeit in far more teasing terms than this.

“Alright, so here’s my terrible plan.” Jaskier said, ignoring his snarl entirely. As usual. “I’m going to try and remove this arrow, which is going to hurt terribly, and then I’m going to patch you up. I’d be extremely grateful if you didn’t dismember me in any way while I do, but if you can’t help yourself I suppose that’s fair.” He shrugged. “I’m not in a very self-preserving mood at the moment, so I suppose a final act of misguided heroism isn’t the worst way to go. The last white wolf I hung around mauled me emotionally, so actually it would be terribly poetic if you did finish the job physically.”

Geralt’s growl trailed off at that. “Mauled” was a bit harsh... Geralt had gotten angry, had taken out his anger on Jaskier unfairly yes, after two weeks of regret Geralt was willing to admit that. But Jaskier’s wry tone of voice wasn’t the kind he used when he was exaggerating for dramatic effect.

Had Geralt been able to speak he probably still wouldn’t have, choosing to sidestep the uncomfortable emotion. Thankfully as a wolf he didn’t have to choose, instead focusing on sitting still and quiet as Jaskier finally finally set to work removing the arrow from his shoulder and treating it, rambling the entire time as he always did when he helped patch up Geralt. Geralt was too focused on gritting his teeth against the pain to hear most of what Jaskier was saying, but found himself grateful for the familiar chatter nonetheless.

“There we go.” Jaskier said as he finished wrapping the wound. “Nothing like impromptu feral veterinary care to get the old heart pumping, eh?”

Geralt sighed quietly, exhaustion and relief sweeping through him to finally have the wound cared for. He wished he could mutter his customary “thanks.”

“You’re sulking.” Jaskier accused, petting his head.

Geralt huffed, shaking off the patronizing hand. He was not sulking, he was tired. And a wolf.

“Yes you are,” Jaskier insisted with a smile. “I know that look anywhere. Probably terribly embarrassing to be the king of the forest and have to accept help from a lowly human bard eh? Well I suppose wolves aren’t really the king, not if there’s griffins or something about.”

Geralt stared at him, all kinds of blunt corrections about biologically correct monster food chain structures running uselessly through his head. Instead his annoyance had to be communicated by shifting himself to face away from the bard and his obnoxious declarations.

“That settles it.” Jaskier declared as he started to gather sticks, evidently unbothered by Geralt’s huffing. “I’m calling you Geralt Junior. The both of you would get along splendidly in your stubborn grumpiness.”

Geralt looked up. He was Geralt, if he could just get Jaskier to realize that.

“Geralt Junior? You like that name?” Jaskier asked with a grin, seeing his reaction.

Geralt hauled himself to his feet. His shoulder was already feeling better as it started to mend in earnest, but not fast enough, making him stumble when he tried walking toward Jaskier.

“Whoa whoa hey, settle.” Jaskier said quickly, dropping his armful of sticks and kneeling beside him, carefully pushing him back down. “Lay down, stay. You shouldn’t be walking any more tonight, you’ve got to heal alright? Lay down boy, do you know commands?”

Geralt stayed down with a growl, hiding his nose under his paws in frustration.

“That’s right, you go back to sulking, Geralt Junior.” Jaskier said happily, evidently none the wiser as he tried to pet Geralt’s head again.

Geralt shook his hand off, trying to focus on said sulking. If he was going to get Jaskier to realize it was really him he was going to have to try harder.

***

Geralt woke up long before Jaskier did and decided to celebrate his shoulder already feeling far better by scratching around in the ashes of the fire. It was messy, but by the time Jaskier woke up he’d managed to scratch out a decently legible “Geralt” in charcoal across the ground.

Not legible enough though apparently, since the bard of course barely even glanced at his work as he cheerfully greeted him upon waking. Geralt felt fully justified in his sulking after that, sticking around only long enough for his bandages to be removed before trotting off into the trees to find a stream for a much needed swim, not having bathed since before slaying the beast that started this whole mess nearly a week ago.

The bath ended up lifting his spirits far more than anticipated, the ashes and blood finally gone and his fur coat drying to an ivory shine in the summer sun. His upswing in mood definitely also had to do with the fact that the pain in his shoulder was quickly fading and that he was no longer hopeless and alone.

It was easy to keep tabs on Jaskier’s noisy progress down the road throughout the day, making it simple enough for Geralt to keep nearby as he wandered the woods. Now that he was finally able to move freely again it only made sense that he take a day on his own to really get used to how this new body worked.

By the time evening arrived Geralt was capable enough to hunt down a couple rabbits with no weapon but his teeth on his way back to Jaskier for the night, and the look of delighted surprise he got for it nearly made the last four days of pain worth it.

“So you’re not sick of me after all, huh?” Jaskier grinned. “I’m truly flattered you know.”

Geralt allowed himself a single tail wag in place of a smile as he dropped the rabbits at the bard’s feet. Had Jaskier actually thought he’d gone? That he wasn’t going to come back for him?

The silly bard.

***

Geralt was used to entering towns and villages with a sense of cautious unease, a lifetime of being a Witcher having taught him the hard way to be on guard around humans, but he couldn’t recall the last time he’d been afraid like he was as he went into town with Jaskier the next day.

Perhaps it was some element of animal caution that came with his new form that had him so on edge as he stuck to his bard’s side, but mostly it was the knowledge that he was literally helpless if something went wrong.

As a Witcher he could bully his way through most trouble with a stern look at best and his twin swords at worst, but as a wolf the only defense he had against the wary eyes of the villagers around him was Jaskier’s reassuring presence and the “collar” around his neck. If something went wrong Geralt wouldn’t even be able to defend himself without putting Jaskier in danger of retaliation. There would be no galloping off on Roach this time, whatever happened would result in Jaskier taking the full consequences.

And yet Jaskier still pressed on, letting Geralt even come into the inn with him and vouching for his character despite not at all knowing that Geralt wasn’t really a wild animal after all. All in all the bard’s behavior was reckless and stupid, this kind of thing never would have been allowed had Geralt been a person, but as it was he could only be grateful for it. He’d die before admitting that the thought of being left out in the yard where any number of humans could take another shot at him while defenseless terrified him. The least he could do to show his gratitude was to shoulder his pride and play along with Jaskier’s plan, acting as tame and doggish as he knew how in order to gain the innkeeper's approval.

And it worked, the innkeeper handed over a room key and Jaskier was soon leading them to their room, dumping their things on the low bed and smelling of as much relief as Geralt felt.

“Well it’ll be supper time soon, so I’d better head downstairs to earn some coin.” Jaskier said, unpacking his lute from its case and tuning a few strings. “It might be best for you to stay up here since I don’t know how many people will be around tonight.”

Geralt got to his feet from where he’d been lying by the fireplace, leaning against Jaskier’s leg and looking up at him as pleadingly as he knew how. He’d noticed himself becoming far more outwardly expressive than normal, but with no other form of communication available to him he had no other choice. Monosyllabic grunts giving way to overstated body language to get his point across in ways Jaskier would hopefully understand.

“...or you can come down with me.” Jaskier said with a wry smile at his behavior, petting his head. “Really Geralt Junior, I had no idea wolves were so clingy. I certainly wouldn’t mind the company though.”

Geralt shook himself with a whine. He wasn’t being clingy, he just didn’t want to be left alone locked in a room all night. Could he really be blamed for that?

As they descended the stairs to the main area Geralt looked around at the evening crowd of patrons, scenting the busy evening air. Normally at this point he’d leave Jaskier to set up shop in the center of the tavern area and head to the back of the room. Somewhere out of the way that he could keep an eye on the bard’s performance while being left alone to his own meal and drink in relative peace. As popular as Jaskier’s witcher-themed songs were, he knew that having a real witcher sitting beside him would only hurt his chances at getting coin. No, much better for both of them if Geralt minded his own business in the back of the room.

Besides, he didn’t mind the frequent moments he’d catch Jaskier looking for him in the crowd during his performances, meeting his eye with a smile and a wink.

But tonight was different, and as Jaskier settled on a stool and cheerily began playing his lute Geralt found himself curling up at the bard’s feet. Jaskier started off with a jaunty tune that soon got the crowd’s attention, people looking up from their conversations and meals with smiles to get a look at who was performing tonight. That didn’t surprise Geralt one bit, in his (very) private opinion Jaskier was the most talented performer he’d seen or heard in all his decades of travel, especially as the years had gone on to sharpen his talents.

What did surprise Geralt was how long the audience’s gazes lingered not on the bard but on him. Specifically kind, surprised and intrigued expressions.

Geralt fought to keep from ducking his head, forcing himself to remain stoic as onlookers started to gather as Jaskier’s performance went on, but it was starting to get downright unnerving.

Because no matter where Geralt looked in the crowd he couldn’t find a single look of disgust, annoyance, or fear. Not even a nervous attempt at casualness, the expression he was most used to seeing directed at him. It almost made Geralt wonder if he’d become invisible on top of becoming a wolf, it made far more sense for these kinds of expressions to be directed at Jaskier.

“Doggie!”

Geralt’s ears pricked and his head tilted a bit as he heard an excited young voice in the crowd, small enough that likely only he could hear it over the noise. He peered through the legs of the audience to see a little girl straining to get away from her mother, pulling toward him.

“Sarah no, you don’t know that dog and his owner is performing, you stay right here.” came the hushed voice of her mother from the back of the crowd.

“But I want to pet him!” The girl cried. “He’s nice!”

Geralt saw the moment that the little girl squirmed out of her mother's grip and as she slipped through the crowd. His eyes were still wide in shock as she threw herself right at him with a delighted giggle. Geralt sat stock still for a long moment.

He had...never...been hugged by a child...

Never.

He’d saved hundreds over the years of course, from all kinds of dangers. Had even carried them, screaming, crying, and all too often silent with death back to their parents to be handed off as quickly as possible. Sometimes in exchange for a hurried thanks, sometimes a gruff dispute over coin, sometimes for nothing more than a frightened slur thrown back in his face to get away from them.

Because everyone knew that witchers stole children, all the important bedtime stories and old wives tales said so. Children and cats always knew a Witcher was coming before adults did too, their simple natures sensing something unnatural approaching, sending them scrambling out of the way with instinctive fear. Geralt had never thought to resent children for being frightened of him, they were vulnerable and needed to be cautious in this world. This was just the way things were. It was no blow to him.

But as the little girl hugged his neck and whispered delighted childish praise in his ear he felt something inside him give way, opening an empty, hollow place in his heart he hadn’t even realized was there. But one that must have been there this whole time.

A happy whine escaped him and his tail swished across the floor as he nosed at the little girl’s ear, making her laugh. Had he ever made a child laugh?

He found himself thinking, not for the first time, about his child surprise. The promised child bound to him by an ill-worded agreement and supposedly destiny. The young prince or princess would probably be about the same age as the little girl by now, wouldn’t they?

But then all too soon her mother was there, yanking her away from him crossly, apologizing to Jaskier as she hauled her daughter back.

“Not a problem ma’am, as you can see he’s quite tame.” Jaskier said with a dazzling smile.

As Geralt came back to himself and looked up at the bard he realized the poor man reeked of well-hidden fear. If Geralt could have laughed he would have, instead panting happily. Because of course Jaskier had only seen a young girl fall on a wolf of unknown character that he’d stupidly brought into a tavern, trying to pass it off as an old pet. Geralt was glad he had, and the bard of course had had nothing to worry about, but just the same he was aching to be able to tease Jaskier for the scare he’d gotten.

Jaskier quickly picked up the rest of his song, ending his performance well enough to get a hearty round of applause that ended in a more than decent offering of coin before the crowd happily dispersed.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you for being so tame.” Jaskier said in a hushed tone, dropping to one knee in front of him and stroking his head. “Gods above, I thought we were finished for a moment there, you’re truly a magnificently patient beast.”

Geralt ducked his head away from the attention, but really only on principle at this point. His tail was still wagging as he followed the bard to the table where the innkeeper had set out a meal of stew for Jaskier, and a wooden bowl of scraps for Geralt.

Had Geralt not been in an excellent mood he might have managed to become gruff at having been reduced to eating his meals on the floor. As it was he didn’t mind terribly, and really it certainly beat some miserable excuses for meals he’d endured out in the wilds in his time.

“Can I pet your dog?” Asked the man eating across the table from Jaskier.

Geralt looked up, glancing at the man who smelled of ink and parchment, a pair of spectacles perched on his nose.

“He reminds me of a hound my father owned and he seems agreeable enough,” the man continued with a smile. “But I’d rather ask first than be bit second.”

“I...of course.” Jaskier said, pulling on a smile through a mouthful of stew. “I wouldn’t have brought him in if he weren’t friendly.” Geralt could smell a bit of nervousness from him.

“Well he certainly is a magnificent beast.” The man said, reaching over to scruff the fur between Geralt’s ears. “I bet he puts some fine catches on the table after hunts.”

Geralt accepted the petting with a stoic look, not so much as shaking off the man’s hand. He could smell the relief and happiness on Jaskier.

“Oh Geralt Junior’s not much of a hunter.” Jaskier laughed, relaxing as he launched into his fiction. “He can take care of himself well enough I suppose, but really he thinks he’s a lapdog. You know my sister used to read him bedtime stories when she was young, it’s a miracle I was able to steal him away to travel with me instead of her keeping him.”

Geralt sneezed in amusement at the tale of Jaskier’s invented sister.

“Geralt Junior?” Another man at the table said with a guffaw. “I get it now, after the witcher you sing about? That’s a clever joke if I ever heard one, white wolf indeed.”

“Well where’s his silver sword then?” A woman said cheerfully, coming up from behind Geralt and stroking his back without so much as a warning. “Such a handsome witcher wolf needs his tools of trade don’t he?”

“I’m afraid all he’s slain are the hearts of those who offer him treats. And the occasional rabbit.” Jaskier laughed, warmed up to his audience. “His silver coat is far more useful than a silver sword in his line of work.”

“Well he’s excellent at his trade.” The woman laughed, slipping Geralt a bit of sweetbread from her pocket. “Consider me slain by the mighty white wolf. Oh and look at him taking the bread all dainty-like with his teeth. Afraid he’ll bite my fingers? What a gentleman.”

If Geralt properly considered the positive attention he was currently drowning in he was going to become dizzy with it. Instead he focused on eating the sweetbread, which was followed by a bit of ham from another admirer, and a bit of jerky afterward by another.

The little girl had been one thing, but this much attention was downright mystifying. It was beginning to border on actually terrifying even, sending his heart beating faster than it did when he faced down griffins.

What Geralt was used to was people being careful not to even brush fingers as coin was exchanged, afraid they’d catch mange or worse from touching a Witcher. Aside from a hearty pat on the shoulder once in a blue moon from a particularly gutsy short-term adventuring partner, Geralt was used to only getting affection at brothels where he paid extra to girls who managed to hide their discomfort from their expressions. (But never their scents.)

But now it seemed like the entire village was trying to get their hands on him, and not even to try and drive him out.

Geralt found himself pressing against Jaskier’s leg under the table as the attention really began to become overwhelming, but luckily the bard seemed to pick up on it, looking down at him with concern and resting a calming hand on his flank. Jaskier may not realize that his wolf was enchanted, but nonetheless the bard had always had an uncanny knack for picking up on Geralt’s moods without a single word spoken.

“Well you’ve all been perfectly lovely, but I’m afraid we must take our leave for the night.” Jaskier said, getting up from his seat and bowing grandly to the table. “We wish you all a lovely evening and hope to see you tomorrow for our next performance.”

Geralt kept close to Jaskier as they climbed the stairs to their room for the night, already feeling better once they were out of sight.

“So not a huge fan of people for too long. That’s alright, we can be more careful in the future, no sense in you hanging around people if you aren’t enjoying it anymore.” Jaskier said with a smile, rubbing Geralt’s head.

Geralt tail wagged slow in gratitude as the bard looked through his pockets for the room key.

“Well tonight’s over my friend and you’ve done magnificently.” Jaskier yawned as he unlocked their door. “We’ll curl up in bed and that’ll be the end of it. I can’t tell you how excited I am for a real bed. I can only assume you’ve slept on one before, I highly recommend them.”

Geralt’s tail kept wagging as they entered the room, greeted by a warm fire and a clean smelling mattress. Over the years he and Jaskier had shared a bed dozens of times when inns were small or coin was short, even sleeping rolls out in the wilds when the weather was too cold for the bard to safely sleep alone. That was a warm and familiar kind of touch that Geralt never tired of, even though he’d never admit it.

In fact, now that he thought about it, he hadn’t exactly been as starved for touch as he’d thought. Jaskier was forever touching him whoever they were together: grabbing his arm, leaning against him, helping shuck off his armor at night, sharing a bed, stitching him up, even helping him bathe when he was particularly incapacitated, or they were to attend an important social event.

Jaskier’s touch had never felt overwhelming like the villager’s had. In fact Geralt had perhaps taken it for granted, so comfortable with it and expecting it to the point of no longer appreciating it properly.

He’d never once thanked Jaskier for making him feel like a real person who could be so casually touched.

That...seemed unfair of him...

“You perfect thing.” Jaskier said with a yawn, closing the room door behind them. He scratched between Geralt’s ears.

Geralt nearly ducked away in guilt but didn’t. After all, it seemed very likely that there wouldn’t be any other possible way than this that he could use to apologize to the bard for a long time.

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Keep Me Warm (Let Me Wear Your Coat)

Pairing: Scott McCall/Lydia Martin/Allison Argent Rated: Teen Audience and Up Summary: There are certain advantages, Lydia discovers, to being the smallest person in her relationship. Alternately titled, "two times Lydia's partners shared their jackets with her, and the one time she shared hers with them." Original Prompt: @chillin-like-villains asked “take my jacket, it’s cold outside.”

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There are certain advantages, Lydia discovers, to being the smallest in her relationship.

“Here, take my coat,” Allison says, shrugging out of her quilted parka, the deep navy a stunning contrast against pale creamy skin and cropped dark hair. She and Lydia are sat on the bleachers, breath puffing from their mouths in sparse clouds as the autumn weather takes an unexpected dip into the low forties.

Lydia has long since learned not to protest Allison’s chivalry. She takes the coat and slides it on, burrowing into the welcoming heat and familiar scent of Allison’s perfume lingering in the fur around the collar. Allison pulls her hands up into the sleeves of her sweater, the porous, grey cable knit doing little to shield her against the chill of the wind as it whipps against her open flank.

“Come on, Scott,” Allison hollers, eyeline fixed once more on the pitch. She claps her hands and lets loose a whooping cheer when the synthetic wool muffles the sound of the impact. Lydia watches her for a breath, strong muscles clenched tight against the cold, nose and cheeks turned adorably pink, before she turns to the field herself and cups her hands around her mouth.

“You got this, babe,” she shouts.

Scott looks up from the pitch and offers them both a wave and a shy, embarrassed smile as the team continues their warm up around him. Some players stop to offer their captain a gentle razzing, while others are too focused on the game to register any activity from the stands.

“There are no wolves at Brighton,” Lydia says, looping an arm around Allison’s and cuddling in close, chin resting against her shoulder, both to keep their conversation private, and to pass along as much body heat as she can. She presses a kiss against the sharp line of Allison’s jaw, and delights as Allison hums contentedly. “They should be no problem,” she adds.

Allison purses her lips. “Scott’s been talking to the guys about using their strength on the field,” she replies. “He wants the game to be fair.”

Lydia scoffs. “Because life’s always so fair for us.”

Allison spares her a glance, but rather than let herself wallow, Lydia smirks and meets Allison’s stare with mischief in her eyes. “Don’t worry, Allie, dear,” she says, sweet and sly, like honey and venom rolled into one. “Even if Scott has to play nice with the team, I’m sure I’m sure we can come up with plenty of ways to put all that strength and stamina to good use later.”

Down on the field, Scott throws a practice shot so hard, the ball tears through the receiving player’s net.

Lydia’s smirk turns to a grin.

“You’re gonna freeze,” Scott cautions, taking one look at Lydia on his doorstep in her too-short-for-November miniskirt, then glancing back at Allison, already inside, lacing up her boots, to confirm.

Allison’s eyes rake appreciatively up Lydia’s legs – the desired effect, and Lydia has to bite her cheek to keep from smiling – then raises an eyebrow, straightening to her full height and grabbing her coat from the wall hook to her left.

“You know where we’re going, right?” Allison asks.

Lydia turns up her nose. “Obviously,” she says. “Why else would I have gone wedges over stilettos, especially with this outfit?”

Allison chuckles and shakes her head, fond exasperation dimpling her cheeks in a way that Lydia has grown to know and love so well. Scott still looks at her with eyes wide as saucers, big and brown and wet in the most heartwarming way.

“What if you get pneumonia?” he protests.

Lydia arches a perfectly sculpted brow. “I don’t know what I did to give you the impression I’m the kind of person who would be okay spending their anniversary in hiking gear–” she says it with a sneer “–but there is absolutely no way I’m going out tonight not looking like I’m about to upstage someone with an eight figure modeling contract.”

Scott’s face falls on a dime. “Do you not want to do the Preserve thing?” he asks, like he’s ready to completely replan their evening in the next five minutes if Lydia asks.

“Of course I do,” she rushes to correct. “Are you kidding? It’s sappy and romantic and exactly the way I want to spend my evening with the two of you.”

Allison smirks. “You just want to look good while you do it,” she supplies, zipping the front of her winter vest shut. She looks incredible, blue plaid flannel sheathing her arms, toque pulled over her ears. Scott is handsome, too, tan corduroy lined with thick woolen fleece stretched over broad shoulders.

Lydia pouts. “I always look good,” she says. “I want to look damn good.”

“You at least have a coat, right?” Allison asks.

Lydia shrugs. The white gossamer fabric of her blouse feels flimsy even inside the warmth of the McCall house, but it looks too tantalizing overtop her lace bralette – a deep, rich, royal plum – to dain covering up.

“It’s seventy degrees,” Lydia says.

Allison glares. “Sixty-two.”

“Then you’ll both just have to keep me warm, won’t you?”

Later that evening, when they finally make it to the top of the ridge overlooking Beacon Hills proper, Lydia’s lips are nearly blue under the sheen of her muted coral gloss. Gooseflesh prickles her arms, rough textured skin catching on the silky fabric of her blouse, but she keeps any complaints to herself, too satisfied that her heavy duty hairspray’s held up against the sweat and strain of the hike to admit other defeats.

Allison reaches into her backpack and pulls out a thick, checkered blanket. An unfurled sleeping bag, if Lydia had to guess, something warm and inviting and insulated to keep the dampness of the earth at bay.

Scott kicks off his boots as she lays it down, then settles in at one edge, reaching into his own pack for a long, metal thermos and a bottle of mezcal. Allison sits next, swapping her hiking boots for a pair of slippers she pulls from her bag.

Lydia sits between them, feet aching in her more-practical-than-they-could-have-been-but-still-wholly-impractical heels. Her toes are cramped and rubbed raw, damp from sweat and blisters that have both formed and ruptured during their uphill trek. She keeps them off lest she find herself unable to bear the pain of putting them back on.

“It’s a family recipe,” Scott explains, unprompted, as he pours thick, velvety, hot chocolate from his thermos into an enameled, stainless steel mug. He screws the cap back on and grabs the mezcal, adding a generous, but not egregious, splash, and swills it around to mix. “I’m about eighty percent sure I actually did it right.”

Lydia clucks her tongue and gazes high and left, the way she always does when she’s about to tease someone. “That’s a B-, Mr. McCall,” she says. “I thought you were a better student.”

Scott chuckles, his eyes crinkling adorably in that way that makes Lydia’s heart flip. “Yeah, well,” he volley’s back. “It’s a good thing I didn’t try making churros, then. Otherwise, you’d really be disappointed in me.”

He pulls instead from his bag a container of store-bought pound cake, staled and cut into batons.

“I think your mom would have been, too,” Allison teases, then winces at her own words. “Sorry, that was mean.”

But Scott’s smile never falters as he passes Lydia her mug and starts to work on another. “No,” he says. “You’re right. I’d totally have burned the house down.”

“True Alpha does not a master chef make,” Lydia adds. She eats her words the fist touch of chocolate to her tongue, a groan slipping past her lips despite herself. “Oh my god, Scott, this is delicious.”

Scott flushes pink and ducks his head. “Thanks,” he murmurs.

When Allison gets her own, she immediately adds to Lydia’s praise.

“It’s not that big a deal,” Scott insists, but Lydia sees the way his chest puffs up, the way his smile carves dimples deep in his cheeks, the way pride shines in his eyes.

“It’s a big deal to us,” Lydia assures him, leaning into his side and resting her chin on his shoulder. “Thank you,” she adds, then shifts to thread Allison’s fingers between her own. “Both of you, for this. It’s really beautiful up here. I’m glad we did this.”

Despite her complimentary words and the alcohol pooling hot in her belly, a shiver runs up Lydia’s spine as a breeze gusts through the trees, and Scott feels her tremble against him.

“Babe, you look gorgeous,” he says, like it’s the safest way to broach the subject, and Lydia thinks maybe it is. “But, you look even more gorgeous when you aren’t turning blue.”

Scott’s warm, broad palm wraps around her arm, rubbing until the friction brings feeling back to her numbed skin.

“Scott has a point,” Allison adds.

Lydia huffs. “Fine,” she admits. “Maybe I’m a little cold.” She hold up a perfectly manicured finger when Scott and Allison open their mouths to protest. “Only a little.”

Shaking his head, Scott chuckles, then gets to work sliding his arms from the sleeves of his coat.

“I don’t need–” Lydia starts, but Scott cuts her off.

“I’m a werewolf,” he says. “Remember? I’m not gonna get cold. Just take it, please.”

Suppressing a flattered smile, Lydia lets Scott manhandle her into his jacket. “Okay,” she says. “But I’m not zipping up. In at least one department, the cold is doing this look a favour.”

The way Scott and Allison’s eyes linger on her chest, where the chill of the evening pebbles her nipples to hard, swollen peaks under her flimsy blouse, Lydia knows she’s right.

Scott, always the gentleman, tears his eyes away with a flush, but Allison is bolder, keeps her gaze fixed as a predatory glint sparks in her eyes.

“Oh, no,” Scott interjects as soon as he catches the look on her face. “Allison, come on. I just got her in that thing.”

Allison smirks. “No reason she can’t keep it on,” she replies. “I happen to like the look of her in your clothes anyway, don’t you?”

Scott gulps, pupils blown instantly wide, and Lydia sighs, running her fingers through her hair to fan it out in a halo as she lays back on the blanket and parts her thighs. Allison’s fingers don’t waste time trailing upward from her knee.

Lydia kicks off her heels. Let Scott carry her back, if it comes to that.

“Best anniversary ever.”

Lydia’s scream rattles the Balsam firs that grow dense and thick in the Preserve. Needles rain to the ground in torrential showers, branches snap, entire trunks crack and bow, submitting to the power of her voice.

She’s killed them, she’s sure, the amphibious creatures that rose from the lake and dragged Scott and Allison away. Two are crumpled in a heap on the frost-covered ground, while a dull thud Lydia can barely hear over the ringing in her ears implies a third meeting their end at the business end of Stiles’ bat. They aren’t like humans – not according to Deaton. They don’t have consciences, aren’t capable of higher thought. They don’t pack bond. They don’t love.

Not the way Lydia does.

She feels blood, sticky on her jawline, running down her neck, but pays it no more attention than the nominal amount required to wipe it away on the back of her hand. Instead, Lydia focuses on the lake, where Boyd and Erica help Scott lift a pallid, chattering Allison from the frigid waters. As soon as Erica drags her legs onto shore, Boyd turns back to Scott and helps him leverage his way out, too, Scott’s muscles frozen stiff, even as they convulse under his skin, working to keep his core warm.

“Scott,” Lydia croaks, her voice thready and devastated as she teeters forward on shaky legs. She tries again, this time louder, more urgent, as her legs carry her forward in a sprint. “Scott! Allison!”

Lydia drops to her knees on the ground beside them, wrestling them from their sopping clothes. The earth is damp with fresh water and frost, soaking through the thick denim of her jeans, but it hardly registers in her flury of concern for her partners’ well-being.

“Take my jacket,” Lydia says, tugging off her camel-coloured duster and bundling Scott inside. His arms strain the seams, but it’s cut to fit loose enough on Lydia’s petite frame to be pull closed around the middle, even if the sleeves prove to be short. She ties him in with a double knot, then turns to Allison with wet, worried eyes.

“It’s cold outside,” Lydia stresses, redundant in her panic. The bitter chill of winter is hard to ignore drenched and half-naked, painful winds cutting into flesh like knives.

She peels out of her cardigan and drapes it around Allison’s shoulders, then guides her arms, frozen stiff, through their holes one at a time. It leaves Lydia damp and half-naked herself, shivering in a pair of jeans and a burgundy camisole, but she’s half convinced it’s from shock more than anything, and knows for a fact it doesn’t matter either way. She would walk across the Arctic barefoot if it meant keeping Scott and Allison warm.

“Are you guys okay?” Lydia asks, checking them over for bruises and cuts.

Allison’s teeth are still chattering, but she nods. “Still have all my fingers and toes,” she replies.

Lydia scoffs, but the sound is filled with so much relief, it’s almost delirious. “That’s not funny,” she scolds, big, hot tears streaming down her cheeks as a smile lights her face.

“Scott, are you alright?” Allison checks, reaching out for him with one trembling hand. He grabs hold and tugs her to his side, tucking her under his arm to share the bit of body heat his werewolf metabolism has him already regaining.

“I’m okay,” he promises, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “We’re all okay.”

Lydia registers briefly that it’s true. Boyd, Erica, and Isaac are checking over the amphibious bodies to make sure they’re really and truly dead. Meanwhile, Derek gently coaxes Stiles’ aluminium bat from his hand, grip held so tight his fingers have turned white. His muscles are tense, too, like a loaded spring about to snap.

Lydia knows Stiles is going to need to see Scott soon, to reassure himself his brother in everything but blood is really alive and whole. But for now, Stiles can wait. He can wait while Scott draws Lydia in with a bone-chilling hand around her neck, wipes the blood so carefully from the corner of her ear, and pulls her into a kiss that is so filled with relief and passion and affection it makes Lydia’s toes curl.

“I love you,” Scott whispers as they part. He places another kiss to Allison’s temple and breathes into her hair, wet and plastered to her cheek, “god, I love you so much.”

“We love you, too,” Allison replies. She reaches out to clasp fingers with Lydia, and Lydia brings their joined hands to her mouth to place a gentle, loving kiss against Allison’s wrist.

After, once Melissa’s given Allison the all-clear against possible hypothermia, the three crawl into Scott’s bed, limbs intertwining, hearts beating in perfect time, not in sync per se, but winding and weaving together to create a rhythm, a perfect syncopation, that drums in tandem to the slow pulls of their breath.

“Sorry I stretched out your jacket,” Scott mumbles, on the verge of tipping over into unconsciousness. Allison’s breathing is already steady, a sure sign of sleep.

Lydia smiles. She places a kiss against Scott’s sternum, trails her hand over Allison’s hip. “That’s okay,” she says. “It was my turn anyway.”

#teen wolf #scallydia #scallison #allydia #scydia #fanfiction #polyamory #prompt fill #mine #chillin-like-villains

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Kate Mara's Short Haircuts and Hairstyles - 15+ - https://shorthaircutsmodels.com/kate-maras-short-haircuts-and-hairstyles/ - Kate Mara's Short Haircuts and Hairstyles, Last week (while at Fashion Week and the Toronto International Film Festival), Kate Mara designed her new fairy haircut, of course. All. Who knew short hair could be so versatile. This could really be one of the leading haircuts of all time, so we had to take some. Time to question the actress's hairdresser, L'oreal Paris celebrity hairdresser Mara Roszak (shown here). A photo posted by forced us and revealed some style secrets from last week. Kate Mara's Short Haircuts and Hairstyles Kate Mara's Short Haircuts, "The Mini, 1/2-inch flatiron allows me to control the style and give it shape and size," he says, using a precision styling tool. "I bend my flatiron over the crown to give the pieces a little bend and height. A photo posted by, in all the details to create distinctive styles. Roszak Kate Mara is known for her ever-changing hair, but once again she is stunned. The actress showed off her new do to women in Film event Max Mara on Monday in. West Hollywood where she was being honored as the "face of the future. Hello speech. at the event, Kate revealed that the new style was for an upcoming film role. "I like changing my look because it makes it easier as an actress," Kate said. Kate Mara's Short Haircuts Kate Mara's Short Hairstyles, That's why I cut it for a movie I'm making right now."View yourself with Kate Mara hairstyles. We also provide easy "how to style" by reporting tips on which hair can match face shape, hair texture and hair density. After her sister Rooney turned her alter ego Lisbeth Salander's goth edge into a darkly romantic signature look, Kate Mara took the beauty step with the help of a near Fairy. It's the kind of haircut that makes a star stand out from something quite young, the thin-boned stunner and brings to mind a young Mia Farrow or Jean Seberg. But unlike her closely cropped predecessors, the actress has found a remarkable array of what is often considered a one-note cut. Kate Mara's Short Hairstyles Kate Mara's Short Hair, Clad in a meticulous diagonal piece at the Mars premiere in London last night, the look brought razor-sharp androgyny to her baby-like lashes and oxblood lips; earlier this month a piece was mixed with Bang, a telegram of vulgar womanhood; and styled with a little lift at the roots, it felt perfectly masculine. Here are three reasons why the right chops reinvention parents. Kate Mara's Short Hair Kate Mara's Hair, The actress was in the limelight at the Max Mara Women In Film event for a number of reasons she was there. Shade with blonde hints of her short bob, not only cut her hair a few inches, but also lifted her shade. Mara's hairdresser Mara Roszak, a longer front-cut, piecey-in-the-back pixie. Proved just how last-minute the make-up was, showing off her client's outfit for the evening. Kate Mara's Haircuts Kate Mara, It has happened. But not everyone seems to Share our view; the actress has been getting her fair share of flack recently about her super-short style. But the real issue is that this general climate of criticism and discontent hurts not just celebrities, but us as well. Kate Mara's Hairstyles How many women don't get the short haircut of their dreams because they're afraid of looking “feminine " or worried about what people will say about it. We say it's garbage. Women should be free to make their own beauty choices, whatever they turn out to be, and they should feel confident when they make those choices. Hair and makeup is fun and allows you to express who you are to the whole world-the old rules that you should or should never do with your looks are over.

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The top 13 examples of mid fade haircuts for men

A mid fade is a type of fade cut that starts at a level between the temples and the ears. If you start the fade halfway down, you get the benefits of length and contrast at the same time, making for the perfect balance in every cut.

Daily styling is a breeze if you have a fade like this paired with a long, short haircut. There's no problem if you choose to show a quiff, a pompadour, a brush back, and even a simple side part or an edgy undercut.

If you're the type who digs short haircuts, the middle fade is still your best choice. Believe it when you see what Will Smith, Jake Gyllenhaal, Justin Bieber, and Tom Hardy's signature look like that match this matching fade!

Whether you choose volume, texture, or cleanliness for your mane, this fade always shows how versatile it can be. With regular visits to the hairdresser and trims, it is open to maintain your desired side and back lengths.

Impress your colleagues with these very popular mid fade haircuts! Now choose one and see the difference.

Textured, spiky hair with medium fading

How would you describe this look?

My favorite part of this hairstyle is how evenly the contrast from the middle fade and the beard flows all over the head. I also like how the weight is preserved around the crown, but also mixed into the hairstyle. The texture on the hairstyle makes it all stand out. If you add the right amount of texture and style, your haircut can have the right balance with the fade and style.

One thing you should consider as a stylist or hairdresser while making a style like this is knowing what type of fade to give to the customer and how much weight the stylist wants to keep in order to balance the overall head shape to have to fit the customer.

Any advice for someone considering it?

This hairstyle was created to fit models or customers with long oval face shapes and men with no sharp edges or receding hair to add more volume and density to the hair.

I recommend easy-care styling products such as texture-volumizing powder, matte or clay paste, which allow the customer or model to have a two-day style. This hairstyle suits people with a modeling lifestyle, academic lifestyle or even for business professionals. Any lifestyle can fit this style for the simple fact that it is eye-catching and makes a great good impression.

The Faux Hawk haircut

How would you describe this look?

The faux hawk cut with a medium fade is a very modern cut that delights, but it can also be discreet. It is also a very versatile cut because it can be done in any type of hair (straight, curly or wavy), taking different shapes in each type. It is also free to use in any face format.

The main feature that I love about a faux hawk is the convenience and ease of combing as it is a "messy" cut and is not as static as it can have many variations on each client.

Any advice for someone considering it?

My main tip is to use matte effect ointments or powder ointment and always remember to pull the tuft to separate the threads and drop it on the forehead.

The buzz cut

How would you describe this look?

This is a very clean mid fade cut and a chic look that can be integrated into many fashion / outfit styles.

I love the straight cut fringe with just enough length so that it can be worn messy (maybe with a bit of matte tone) and still look very cool and natural. Here I used an 8 grade above.

The skin fades smartly and timelessly and gives a haircut a very masculine touch.

Any advice for someone considering it?

If you get on the skin, the hair will grow much faster, giving you the desire to get more haircuts. I get my cut every two weeks.

It also fades some corporate companies that frown on the skin because it looks too militant. So it's best to check with your employer, depending on where you work.

This is a very easy haircut to maintain if you have straight hair. I would only recommend getting a light hold product to hold it in place and maybe some hairspray.

If you have curly hair I would recommend blow drying the hair forward then with a strong dry look tone but it's always good to experiment to see what works best for you!

Messy hair with medium zero fade

The layers are much clearer with this mid fade cut. Even a shorter cut is like a simple fade, but actually contributes to a more neat cut.

How would you describe this look?

This look is a drop of fade undercut. The customer wanted to style it himself, so he touched it after I made the cut. My favorite thing about this cut is just the drop of fade itself. In my opinion a good drop of fade gives a much more natural look and complements the head shape better than just a low fade.

Any advice for someone considering it?

Use a product like a paste. I gave my client Original By Blumaan Styling Meraki to try and he loved it. It has a nice fresh mint fragrance with a good hold and low gloss.

The Long Top Pompadour with Mid Fade Side

A semi-bald haircut that grows to have thicker hair as you go to the top is the perfect base for this high pompadour. Set with a strong spray to keep the shape all day.

How would you describe this look?

This is a pompadour from the middle of the skin with a lot of texture. I love classic cuts like this. It enables a modern approach to style with a classic look.

Any advice for someone considering it?

You will definitely need the right hairdresser and product for this look. The bangs must be cut longer than the crown so that they fold over properly. You need a light feel but heavy hold product like my Victory Crown Barber Co Mat to hold it in place.

This cut is ideal for guys with wider faces. The long narrow tip will cut out the corners of your head and thin out your face.

The middle drop fade onto short hair

Even with short hair, you can still achieve your desired mid drop fade haircut with a little layering. Clean along the temples and beard for an overall connected look.

Separate the undercut with a medium bare veneer

This middle skin fades and the textured wavy mohawk-like hairstyle is simply separated by a blunt line. Forward, but also innovative, this cut is a revolutionary cut that takes masculinity to another level.

The medium fade quiff

The medium fade hairstyle is the essential partner of this roughened quiff, which has longer hair on top. The surgical line on the fade further highlights the short chops.

Mid fade cut on curly hair

A cleanly shaved bow sets a wonderful stage for medium length curly hair to highlight. Make sure the sides trim short enough for texture, then leave the tip wavy and long.

Mid fade with short waves for black men

Yes, you can still make waves on short hair with a medium fade! Get the latest cleansing with clean edges, a zero shave around your head, and some noticeable waves.

Short top crew cut with mid taper fade

Geometric edges give this mid-conical fade hairstyle the shape it needs to look neat against the full crew cut. Even with a short edge, the top can be styled in any way, like swept sideways like this.

Hard part comb with medium skin veneer

A hard haircut with medium veneer creates a majestic frame, so the brushed top is really the star of the cut. Of course, a smooth medium fade shave must be done around the head to balance out the whole look.

Fade long hair with medium skin

A clear canvas like a medium bald fade is the unmatched partner for long hair that has just been combed. You can even drag it back using wide tooth combs to create patterns.

The top 13 examples of mid fade haircuts for men

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The top 13 examples of mid fade haircuts for men

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The top 13 examples of mid fade haircuts for men

Impress your colleagues with these very popular mid fade haircuts! Now choose one and see the difference.

Textured, spiky hair with medium fading

How would you describe this look?

Any advice for someone considering it?

This hairstyle was created to fit models or customers with long oval face shapes and men with no sharp edges or receding hair to add more volume and density to the hair.

The Faux Hawk haircut

How would you describe this look?

The main feature that I love about a faux hawk is the convenience and ease of combing as it is a "messy" cut and is not as static as it can have many variations on each client.

Any advice for someone considering it?

My main tip is to use matte effect ointments or powder ointment and always remember to pull the tuft to separate the threads and drop it on the forehead.

The buzz cut

How would you describe this look?

This is a very clean mid fade cut and a chic look that can be integrated into many fashion / outfit styles.

I love the straight cut fringe with just enough length so that it can be worn messy (maybe with a bit of matte tone) and still look very cool and natural. Here I used an 8 grade above.

The skin fades smartly and timelessly and gives a haircut a very masculine touch.

Any advice for someone considering it?

If you get on the skin, the hair will grow much faster, giving you the desire to get more haircuts. I get my cut every two weeks.

It also fades some corporate companies that frown on the skin because it looks too militant. So it's best to check with your employer, depending on where you work.

This is a very easy haircut to maintain if you have straight hair. I would only recommend getting a light hold product to hold it in place and maybe some hairspray.

If you have curly hair I would recommend blow drying the hair forward then with a strong dry look tone but it's always good to experiment to see what works best for you!

Messy hair with medium zero fade

The layers are much clearer with this mid fade cut. Even a shorter cut is like a simple fade, but actually contributes to a more neat cut.

How would you describe this look?

Any advice for someone considering it?

Use a product like a paste. I gave my client Original By Blumaan Styling Meraki to try and he loved it. It has a nice fresh mint fragrance with a good hold and low gloss.

The Long Top Pompadour with Mid Fade Side

A semi-bald haircut that grows to have thicker hair as you go to the top is the perfect base for this high pompadour. Set with a strong spray to keep the shape all day.

How would you describe this look?

This is a pompadour from the middle of the skin with a lot of texture. I love classic cuts like this. It enables a modern approach to style with a classic look.

Any advice for someone considering it?

This cut is ideal for guys with wider faces. The long narrow tip will cut out the corners of your head and thin out your face.

The middle drop fade onto short hair

Even with short hair, you can still achieve your desired mid drop fade haircut with a little layering. Clean along the temples and beard for an overall connected look.

Separate the undercut with a medium bare veneer

The medium fade quiff

The medium fade hairstyle is the essential partner of this roughened quiff, which has longer hair on top. The surgical line on the fade further highlights the short chops.

Mid fade cut on curly hair

A cleanly shaved bow sets a wonderful stage for medium length curly hair to highlight. Make sure the sides trim short enough for texture, then leave the tip wavy and long.

Mid fade with short waves for black men

Yes, you can still make waves on short hair with a medium fade! Get the latest cleansing with clean edges, a zero shave around your head, and some noticeable waves.

Short top crew cut with mid taper fade

Hard part comb with medium skin veneer

Fade long hair with medium skin

A clear canvas like a medium bald fade is the unmatched partner for long hair that has just been combed. You can even drag it back using wide tooth combs to create patterns.

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Chapter 2: “Home”

Althea did not enjoy sharing her apartment with a demon. She didn’t enjoy many things, but this was high on the list of things she disliked. She did what she could to ignore the presence. Kept to her own spaces. Cooked. Worked. Cooked at work. Work was cooking. It was a steady chopping, peaceful counting, the smoothness of a knife slicing through carrot pieces, even, crunchy, smells nice. Cool round pieces in her hands. Sizzling with the onions and garlic in the pan. Smells sweeter now, better. Celery went next. It was stringy and less pleasant to cut. But it felt nice whole. Althea preferred putting it into a food processor, letting the machine chop it so she wouldn’t have to deal with the strings much. She dropped the chunks into the pan, stepping back and watching everything soften for a few minutes. Kept her eyes on the pan. Refusing to look up. Whenever she did, Caroline would be looking back. With those big, fake eyes. Dead eyes. Cold. They were there now and Althea knew they were. Ruining the light from the window. Tainting the smell coming from her pan. Awful.

There wasn’t much choice to living with her either. If Caroline was allowed to leave than someone would die. Many someones probably. So she had to stay. Althea just wished there were more rules. Maybe they could keep her in a closet. Chain it shut. Throw those prepackaged microwave burritos that she shoved in her face by the dozen through a small hole. Gross unreasonably sticky burritos. Althea could make better ones. Not necessarily authentic, but she could cook meat and put it in a tortilla. And it wouldn’t be sticky. Why were they sticky? The thought made her skin crawl, trying to consider any possible reason why the burritos were sticky. Sweat kept popping into her mind and that wasn’t making it much better. That was grosser than just thinking about them being sticky to begin with. Maybe if you fried them they wouldn’t be sticky but you still knew that they would be if you put them in the microwave. And how could you eat them knowing that? And-

“Excuse me, Althea? May I get something to drink?”

The sound made her jump and push her back into the corner. She relaxed slowly. Wren. Gentle, sweet Wren. Warm brown skin and warmer brown eyes. Eyes that never forced contact. She kept to her own space. Looked at your forehead, your nose, your cheeks, off into the clouds and the sky and wherever it was that she went when her face went soft and her mind vanished from the space she stood in. Her arms flexed, squeezing her fingers into her elbow, trying to warm her hands. She’s the only one that found herself very cold. Althea disagreed.

“Sure. Careful. Pan’s hot.” Althea cracked the cap of a box of vegetable stock, careful to keep it away from her. Stock always smelled too much. But it was better than making it herself. That would be messy, and she didn’t have much time as it was. Plus she would have to deal with possibly greasy bags and that was, unacceptable. Greasy textures were the worst. Slimy and sticky at the same time. Boxed was easier, better, faster. It flooded over the vegetables, covering their smell for just a moment. Her knife moved again. It was faster with squash, squash was softer, and the thick rings gave the soup a touch of pretty yellow. She watched Wren out of the corner of her eye, pouring cranberry juice into a narrow glass. Sweet but mostly bitter. It bit you, dried you out. Wren flowed too often towards bitter things. Took too much bitterness in. She avoided sugar, sweet, soft and light. Chocolate was sometimes, but only when it too was bitter. Heavy and Strong. She had plenty of sweetness on her own, smiling at Althea with a bright warmth. But still. Althea wanted to bake her cake. Instead, she decided to bake buttery, fluffy biscuits. Sweet was what she wanted, but savory would do.

She finished the soup in a hurry. Squash went in, then broccoli, then chicken that she’d baked and pulled. Done, ready to be alone, simmer and combine. Then flour. Soft and dusty. It got everywhere and cleaning it was a nightmare. But it was lovely when she was working with it. The butter was less fun. Only flour made it doable. And quick choppy movements. Buttermilk in the center. Mixing again. Sticky but not the wrong kind of sticky. Not the right kind either. Neutral, good and neutral. Althea flicked her eyes towards Wren, perched on the edge of the couch, glass loosely clutched between her hands, with the demon just a bit too close. They were talking about the show. About nothing. Too close. Made folding the dough easier. Pressing flat. Cutting. She stopped, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes. A laugh too sharp. A quieter snort. The loud echoing noise of the door being opened and closed.

“It’s me!” Eliana tossed her keys onto their hook, stretching her arms and taking a long breath in. “The restaurant’s going to be packed tomorrow, remember. Tourists are going to start pouring in again. It’s the season!“

Eliana matched Althea’s height but always came across as slight and graceful. Her energy pushed her across the room, slamming into her favorite chair with an electric laugh. The woman was as gorgeous, flawless dark skin, luxurious thick curly hair. All goodness and light. A living sunshower chasing the demon back to the corner of the couch. Wren relaxed. Eliana made her feel safe. Althea understood. Their friend was the real hero of the bunch. The kind that you got a poster of to put on your wall. Althea had one, though she had to order hers custom. When Eliana saw it, she laughed for days. Buying the poster was a good idea.

“I stopped at Mom’s afterwork to hang out and watch tv. Mostly that show where they mess up each other’s cooking with crab outfits or firecrackers or somethin, you know the one right, Althea?” A rich voice, smooth. Althea nodded.

“Yeah. That one and the grocery store one are the best” She hummed. The other poster on her wall. She actually learned her biscuit recipe from the host’s other show. She jumped, remembering her biscuits, tearing the pan out of the oven. Still that pretty golden brown. She needed to remember to set timers. When the house was full it became too distracting to cook without the annoying beeping. Shrill, incessant noises were better than burnt biscuits. These were okay. A little smear of butter and they’d be good. Nice, warm, filling. Tumbling into a soft white napkin in a little metal basket with birds decorating the metal rings. Set gently at the center of the table.

“Hell yeah the grocery store one. I left when they made this one chef use top ramen to make spaghetti. I don’t think that ended well.”

Althea pretended not to notice Wren nearly sliding off of the couch, holding herself up by sheer thigh strength alone, watching the table. No one liked bread quite like Wren liked bread. Especially fresh baked, buttered bread. No matter how often Althea baked Wren always looked at it like she was fresh out of the desert again.

Althea checked the soup, waving at Eliana when she was pleased with the consistency. Wren was first up, as always, lingering by the entry to the small galley kitchen, waiting for Althea to serve herself first. Althea grabbed her favorite bowl and carefully spooned in the right ratio of broth and fillings. Too much broth and she’d leave a puddle to splash around the yellow porcelain. To little broth and she’d be left with mushy vegetables. Maybe a string of chicken or two. She rested the bowl on a small plate, carrying it to her corner of the table. The heat pulsed from the bowl, steam twisting up, carrying warmth and humidity and the deep, comforting heaviness of a warm meal. The best times were always centered around food. Everyone gathered around it. Close. Together. The fastest track to peace.

Althea gingerly picked up a biscuit, shuffling it in half with a butterknife. Wren sat in the chair next to her, using a bowl that was probably meant more as a serving dish than as an eating one. She grinned at Althea, already grabbing a biscuit and dropping it on a napkin. She bit her biscuit whole, smiling, clearly delighted. If only it was that easy to keep the smile there. Just bake and bake and bake until every bad memory was buried in flour and butter. Eliana had a spoon in her mouth before she hit her chair, nodding approvingly at Wren. As long as it was kosher Eliana wasn’t hard to please either. Althea had never had much problem getting either her or Wren to eat anything that she cooked. It was comforting. She didn’t think she would get rid of the nervous prickling when she watched them take that first bite, but it would go away quicker and quicker. Like Wren’s biscuit. She sheepishly wiped the crumbs off her lips before grabbing another. This one she was a little slower with, lightly spreading butter between two halves.

“Thank you Althea. I could eat nothing but biscuits.” Wren hummed.

“You already do eat nothing but biscuits.” Eliana replied. Wren laughed, quieting with the withering look Caroline was sending her. She set her biscuit down, opting for slow sips of the soup from a deep spoon.

“I could totally do it too though if there was enough butter. For the calcium.” Eliana was still grinning, taking careful spoonfuls of veggies visibly trying to keep the spoon from overflowing with broth. “Although, I guess multivitamins could be used for calcium. But that’s less fun. And less delicious.”

“Are you saying my biscuits need butter to be good?”

“Oh No, I- oh wait you’re playing with me. How cruel. Caroline can you believe this?” Eliana dramatically draped herself against Caroline, resting a hand on her heart. “I’ve been betrayed. How will I ever recover?”

Caroline rolled her eyes, but put on a smile anyway. “How could you, Althea. Our poor, sweet Eliana. She may die from this you know. History has a lot of records of young women dying from heart break.”

“Most of those are like. Plays.”

“Hush Eliana, let your death come quietly. The records are official, from hospitals at the time. That certainly were not speaking from ignorance or mind control or any combination of the two.”

“Oh yeah, yes. Very official. So sad. Am dying.” Eliana nodded, stretching her jaw and making loud exaggerated groans. Caroline raised a hand to her own face, as if dabbing tears away from her eyes. Both seemed intent to carry this on as long as possible. Althea narrowed her eyes and shook her head.

“Oh no, that’s sad. And I think, Dead people don’t do whatever it is you’re doing with your face.” Wren chirped, wiping a spot of broth off their face. “Then again, maybe they do if they’re dying of heartbreak. I’ve never seen that happen.”

“Just say the word and I can show you.” Caroline smiled, batting her eyelashes. Elthea shoved herself back up.

“Thanks for being a creep mate. That’s one way to end a joke. Hope you’re ready for an exciting night of not sleeping. I for one am glad that my life is controlled by adhd and thus I would be awake anyway.”

"Yeah, yeah. Can't we just sit here while Wren eats biscuits." Caroline snarked rocking the chair backward. "You don't even use the night properly. What's the point if you're just going to intentionally attract attention. Why not use the daytime."

"We do, when we can. But some of us work during the day." Eliana pushed her chair in, carrying an armful of dishes to the sink.

"Yeah, because they don't want to do things the right way. I mean. Come on. Don't certain people just deserve to lose a few bucks? From my experience, they hardly notice anyway. Don't you agree Wren?" Caroline cooed, standing up and leaning over the table, managing to make herself tower over the others despite being the shortest.

"I, well, No. That wouldn’t be right. We're trying to be the good ones." Wren muttered, getting up to help Eliana clean the kitchen.

Caroline smiled and murmured so softly Althea could barely hear her. “Try harder.”

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#3rd #June #2017 #June 3rd 2017 #Nothing Noteworthy

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thepelagoislands · 6 years

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Winter Masquerade Participants

Hey everyone! Here are all of the participants of the Winter Masquerade! Can you tell who is who? ;)

Name: Aurora Description: A small, dark skinned woman with petite curves of the hips and incredibly long, volumesce blue hair that swished at her ankles. She has a spattering of bright yellow sunflowers braided through her hair as well. Bright purple eyes shine beneath her mask. Attire: Here Mask: Here and Here

Name: Moira Description: Moira measures in at about 5'6" with blue eyes, olive toned skin and an hourglass figure. Her hair is a dark purple and wavy, about chin length. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Asterius Appearance: Dark, tousled hair cropped close. The mask frames piercing, golden eyes. Attire: A high-collared, dark blue tail coat jacket that has its lapels lined with feathers that match the mask’s. He wears a gold vest underneath with a white neckerchief that tucks under his vest. He also wears matching blue pants and black boots. MASK: An animalistic, minotaur mask with ridged, curved horns protruding from the top of the mask. Dark black and brown feathers adorn it.

Name: Reina Description: Long and curly brown hair, light green eyes, and fair skin. She'll be accompanied by two fairies wearing dresses more flamboyant in color, as if they were flowers on the forest floor as they stand on Reina's shoulders. Their names are Dina and Licia. Attire: She'll wear a dress that's dark green, as if made with the love of the forest Mask: A mask that gives the feeling of wind blowing through the shrubbery

Name: Gemma Description: Gemma is about 5'7" with dark green eyes, light toned skin and freckles across her nose. Her hair is a medium blonde with loose curls that sit at her shoulders. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Flint Description: Flint is a smaller man, skinny and standing at 5′9″. He has pale skin and vibrant purple hair kept nice and neat. Peering from his mask are light green eyes. Outfit: Link Hair Style: Link Mask: Link

Name: Minou Description: Short woman, long red hair, grey eyes Outfit: Dress Mask: Mask

Name: Rail Description: Excessive and dramatic. This 6'7 man wears red, paired with black details, and has done something to his eyes to make them appear totally black as they peer through the mask with no whites or irises to be seen. His porcelain pale skin and slicked back black hair complete the ensemble. Outfit: [x] Mask: [x]

Name: Leto Appearance: A younger man with a square jaw, scruff, and purple eyes. His dark brown hair is pulled into a ponytail. Attire: A dark tail coat jacket with flowers embroidered into the design. The cuffs are white, ornate lace that falls loose around his hands. The high collar, white neckerchief is pinned with a silver quill. Black pants and shoes complete the ensemble. MASK: a half mask with black and white gold coloring. It cuts off on the left side of the face, leaving only the right side of the face partially covered.

Name: Lydia Description: A thin woman standing at about 5′9″ with her heels on. She’s pale, though several freckles decorate her arms. She has short purple hair that reaches just below her chin. Lydia has golden eyes like the sun. Attire: Link (Yes. That is a dress made of rhinestones) Mask: Link

Name: Beau Description: Average height man, slicked back brown hair, green eyes Attire: Suit Mask: Mask

Name: Oberon Description: A tall 6’6 foot man, appearing slim due to the suit they wear. In reality he is quite muscular when touched. Their hands have callouses, however he wears black gloves to hide the fact. The mask they chose to wear emphasizes their calm presence with the antlers jutting out from it. He has this old feeling due to the worn look of his mask. Their eyes are brown, and their skin fair. His hair light brown short and proper. A gentleman it seems. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Gold Description: Tall man, short thick black hair, brown eyes Attire: Suit Mask: Mask

Name: Glory Description: A tall woman who stands about 5'8", 5'10” with heels on, with a slight heavier than average frame. She has tan skin with freckles scatter about her face and arms. Her dark green hair is styled in a pixie cut, which is slicked back. Her eyes are grey. Attire: xxx and xxx Mask: xxx

Name: Brianna Appearance: A mature woman with flowing dark, mahogany hair that curls and snaps around her shoulders. She has smoky gray eyes. Attire: A split-side black mermaid evening gown that flow over her hips and pools around her feet. Black lace appliques form the top, the two straps going over her shoulders, and the torso’s design curls over her skin in a rose pattern. Cream colored skin is visible through parts of the lace. MASK: Her mask is black, wire metal curved into ornate designs with white jewels lining the edges and gracing the tips.

Name: Calla Description: A short woman who is around 5′1″ with a very small frame. She has pale skin with no freckle or blemish anywhere on her. She has bright blue eyes that peer out from her mask. Her long, brown hair is tied into a neat bun. Attire: One / Two Mask: Link

Name: Winter Description: Tall woman, curly red hair, blue eyes Attire: Dress Mask: Mask

Name: Lightning Description: From head to toe, this 4'9 woman is covered in a long, black dress, with her hair bundled up under a soft head wrap with an intricate knot tied on top. Her hair is hidden completely. Though she wears black gloves and stockings under her simple, flat shoes, the darkness of her skin peeks out from under her mask, and eyes, too light blue to be real, shine with a certain luminescence. Outfit: [x] Hair: [x] Mask: [x]

Name: Clover Description: A shorter woman with flowing green hair and bright green eyes. There are freckles across her cheeks an shoulders along with a bright red apple barrette in her hair. Attire: Here Hair: Here Mask: Here

Name: Papillon Description: Tiny woman, curled pink hair, pink eyes Attire: Dress Mask: Mask

Name: Concerto Description: Stands at a solid 6'0. Short brown hair, fluffed and slicked back with product, exploding in short waves. Scruffy brown facial hair, neatly trimmed back into a simple beard and mustache. Vivid golden eyes rimmed with thick winged black eyeliner peek out from behind his mask, and his lips shine lightly with gloss. Horns curl out from behind the feathers of his back. He’s dressed simpler than most everyone else there - except for the wings that jut out from his back. Outfit: [x] Mask: [x]

Name: Bruco Description: Green eyes, height of 6'00", dark brown hair Attire: One / Two Mask: Here

Name: Rita Description: She's around 5'7/5'8 with short brown hair, brown eyes, light skin, and glasses. She walks with poise and confidence enough to share. Attire: She'll be wearing a sea foam (blue and green) gown that just touches the floor as she walks Mask: A gentle flowing mask that almost seems like they're waves breaking on the shore

Name: Francesca Description: A taller woman who stands at about 5′9″ with her heels on. She has long silver hair that curls at the ends, with blunt bangs hanging just above a pair of blue eyes. Her skin is tanned as if she had been working long days out in the sun. Attire: Link Hair: Link Mask: Link

Name: Bijou Description: With warm ivory skin and hazel eyes, she stands at 5′8″ in her heels for the night. Her hair falls right below her shoulders, starting chocolate brown in color by the roots and gradually fading into a medium ash brown closer to the tips. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Alistair Appearance: A fit man with dark hair and gray eyes. Attire: Wearing a golden embroidered dark green vest with dark pants. In certain ways, the embroidery is reminiscent of chainmail and accentuates the man’s muscles. His dark cape is tied with a circular, golden dragon brooch that is eating itself. MASK: The mask is an ornate, green mask, the metal carved into textured scales, and two, twisted, curled and blackened horns stretch out and up on either side. The eyes are accentuated with gold trimming. The edges of the mask taper out in curls.

Name: Rhiannon Description: Short, thin, and lithe– Rhiannon’s features are soft and delicate, with smooth, soft skin, and almond shaped chocolate coloured eyes. Her lips are full, her button nose is soft and host to freckles, and her messy, dark red curls just reach her shoulders–equally scattered with freckles. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Miranda Description: A slender, yet toned woman at 5"4 with heels on– has strawberry blonde hair and brown eyes. She dons a plaque doctors mask, and a red and black dress. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Loren Description: Black hair is supposed to be tied back into a high ponytail, the bottom of which brushes his shoulders, but there are still locks that get free and frame his face. His eyes are a deep hazel, his features sharp. 5′7 and proud, with light skin. Has the hintings of a tattoo peeking out from his collar. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Clementine E. Claire Description: Clemintine is a pale petite blushing lady with chestnut colored eyes and wavy light brown hair. Her hair is draped along her shoulders and curled dramtically around her face. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Aileen Appearance: A short woman, with slight curves. she has wide blue-green eyes and chestnut curls down to her mid back. fair skinned and covered in freckles. Dress: xxx Mask: xxx

Name: Alura Description: Fair in complexion her bright amber eyes are a sight to see. Her warm honey hair falls straight and to her mid-back. Attire: Here Mask: Here (in gold)

Name: Lena Description: A short, dark elf with brown wide eyes and long, lilac hair. She has a stocky build, but little muscle. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Mavis Description: A small woman with warm ivory skin and dark blue hair that falls to her waist straight with slight waves mixed in. Her silver eyes stand out beneath her mask. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Cyclone Description: A curvaceous woman who fills out her dress exceptionally with softness. 5'10, hair hidden behind a complicated headdress, and light pink eyes behind her mask. Mask and Headdress: LINK Outfit: LINK

Name: Ren Description: A man that stands tall at six feet, with dark brown hair that is neatly combed and gelled back, bangs framing his face and the ends stopping just above his shoulders. He’s dressed in a sharp dark emerald suit, with a similarly colored mask to match. From beneath the mask, with its touch of antiquity, one can clearly see his kind golden eyes. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Alita Description: A tall, curvy woman with pitch black eyes and short, strawberry hair. Freckles cover just about every inch of her skin. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Josephine Description: A petite woman with long, wavy black hair with blue undertones. Her light olive skin contrasts her cobalt blue eyes. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Ivy Description: A small woman with curves and tanned skin, Her green eyes stand out against her complexion and long, curly, chocolate brown hair that falls to her waist. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Cain Appearance: Short for a fella, fair skinned and curly blonde hair. Sports a gas mask. Also uses a cane Mask: xxx Attire: xxx

Name: Amalia Description: She’s a woman of slender build, with long jet black hair that falls down her back in ringlets. Her eyes are a deep red, providing a stark contrast with her dress, mask and overall dark appearance. With an image that portrays an air of mystery and intrigue, she never fails to draw attention from those around her. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Éponine Description: A petite woman in a creamy white dress and gold heels, her long blonde hair worn down in soft curls that cascade down her back and frames her face nicely. Attire: Here, Here Mask: Here

Name: Poe Description: An aristocratic and refined man, his appearance is akin to that of a raven, with his jet black hair, similarly colored attire and the heavy feather motif of both his mask and clothing. The only color on him now was his eyes, dramatic and flashing green, starkly contrasting with all of the black. Attire: Here Mask: Here

Name: Apollo Description: A slender man of 6'1" with strawberry blonde hair with the bangs styled to the side and piercing green eyes. Attire: Here Mask: Here

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Little black dresses can move you consistently from the workplace to a gathering - all with the expansion or expulsion of the correct extras and correlative attire. Since we are in reality as we know it where refinement is the key, ladies dependably interest the best approach to being extraordinary and to emerge among all. So by what means can a little black dress be changed in accordance with have any kind of effect?

As a matter of first importance, not all little black dresses are the same; some of them have more style and appropriateness than others. Day wear for gatherings, snacks and occasions call for fitted black move dress, with a sliced neck area. It is helpful to abstain from anything that sticks to the body and fit towards dresses that skim the body forms. The length should drop just underneath the knee. This is additionally reasonable for work considering the texture. For example, gentler textures and lightweight fleece crepe look extraordinary in black and give a dash of restraint and class.

Slinkier is an extraordinary choice for a night wear but then ought to stay very much molded. For night occasions a ruched black dress with ties, tight however in texture that hides all, and with a heart-molded bodice may be a decent decision. The length should end on the knee to extend complexity. Be that as it may if the event is more easygoing a black fold over silk pullover, a black cloth shirt, and the easy-going black stretchy dress are for the most part appropriate.

Having found the diverse of this dress it's sharp to recollect, the virtuoso of the little black dress lies in its flexibility; however regardless of how great the outline, you will require a couple of accomplices to finish the look. For instance, pantyhose level out the legs skin tone can give the completing touch to the look. For night wear, transparent black or dim tinted pantyhose are an amazing decision. It's likewise a determination to pick a couple of shimmering adornments, for example, a precious stone tennis wrist trinket or a sequined satchel or night sack. For a less formal occasion, straightforward stud hoops and an a la mode belt look pleasant.

Shoes are now and again considered as frill yet they really assume and essential part when characterizing an outfit. Sprucing up this garments with shoes is a noteworthy piece of the look in light of the fact that the shoes can give differentiating shading or style to the dress. Shoes worn with the little black dress ought to be of good to phenomenal quality since they are an element piece and individuals' eyes will be attracted to them with the black dress background. A couple of sling-backs or foot rear areas is fundamental to finish the look. While black is the undeniable shading decision, it is vital to every so often blend it up and run with a great silver foot rear area, by and by red pumps can likewise make a famous look particularly when worn with red lipstick or another red highlight, for example, a clasp or belt.

With a little black dress every one of the embellishments ought to have a shading subject. The same goes for the cosmetics. You may ensure the nail clean, eye shadow, and lipstick coordinate the closet; generally the entire look may appear like a composition or palette of hues with a black foundation. Guarantee that the cosmetics features the best highlights of the face and offers life to the whole look.

At long last, owning the ideal little black dress permits to either dress it up or down for any event just like an unbiased closet piece that lets the lady to exhibit her identity and claim style. This without a doubt will give the trust in another party gown and will set aside the projection of a hot certain lady.

History of the Little Black Dress

The little black dress might be monochromatic yet it has a widely bright history. Despite the fact that it is extremely hard to follow the first foundation of these dresses, previously 1926 a black dress was chiefly worn by women to go to funerals. Individuals were not prepared to investigate it and translate the style of such a dress. As you would all be able to expect however, the scene changed with a specific issue of Vogue magazine where Coco Channel exhibited a little black dress in the Ford outline. The dress was short, at knee length, sleeveless, and had an inclining outline. This dress extremely set up the pattern that in the end brought about the LBDs that we see today.

Nothing influenced the western world as the World War II and the little black dress was no special case also. Actually, numerous specialists trust that the little black dresses were made mainstream on the grounds that there was a deficiency of texture that was immensely expected to fabricate the uniform of the fighters. Regardless of whether that was an embellishment or not, the little black dress gave ladies of that period a considerable measure of freedom and genuinely necessary style to cheer about. For Femme Fatales like Marilyn Monroe the dress gave considerably greater chance to tempt. Amid 50s, the pattern stayed mainstream to a great extent since it was rich and beautiful.

The pattern changed a little in the 1960s. After the World War was finished, the conservatism set in with another energy. Be that as it may, in the 1960s, the new age wandered out for experimentation with something new and strong. In like manner, form architects thought of miniskirts, openings and other intense outlines. It was amid that time when Audrey Hepburn showed up in the LBD in Breakfast at Tiffany's. The pattern subsided a little in the 1970s however the LBD was, in no way, shape or form, out of vogue. It was hues instead of black that was the request of the day.

The little black dress again took the inside stage in 1980s. The furor for wellness, and pursuit of smooth outlines kept it in vogue even in the 1990s. Nonetheless, individuals had just begun exploring different avenues regarding different lengths of the LBDs. Indeed, even in the 21st century, the LBD appears to overwhelm the design world. It is exquisite, viable, valuable and exceptionally engaging. Surely, you can't request any preferable mix over that. In addition, obviously, there is the incredibly wide value go from $50 to anything near a couple of thousand.

A Little Black Dress Can Really Take You Places

In the realm of design, and additionally in any brilliant ladies' closet a little black dress certainly holds an exceptional place. In spite of the fact that streaming textures and long outfits with vivacious hues were more in vogue in the ongoing decade, our little black dress, or LBD, as it is prominently known never lost its hugeness. It is as yet a transcendent shade for the form cognizant refined women. It has been a staple and sure thing for any event when a lady is confounded about what to wear. Indeed, even the cutting edge current fashioners treat this straightforward rich idea of little black dress with respect.

On the off chance that we get some information about their most loved gathering outfit, the appropriate response would definitely be a little black dress. There are reasons aplenty for the same. The most evident being, it unquestionably compliments the figure and gives the thinning impact which everybody would concur. You can multitask with it which implies it very well may be worn at work with a formal coat and after that changed as gathering wear for night or even on an easygoing hang out with companions. In spite of the fact that it gives one a thinning impact it is basic that your little black dress has an impeccable fit, great quality and an immortal style. This would guarantee influencing you to look modern and in addition provocative. Presently it can get exhausting at times to wear the little black dress for some events. In any case, rest be guaranteed, there are ways and intends to convey your dull outfit to greatness. It very well may be spruced up for gatherings, weddings or be dressed down for memorial service, formal gatherings and so forth.

Each of the one needs to do is to decorate the little black dress suitably and diversely for various events.

Gems

It is the most essential intends to give another look to your little black dress. Eye getting accessory or studs extending from fragile pearls to precious stones or even stout overwhelming gems and bangles supplement the little black dress with no ado. It additionally demonstrates your pizazz for style. Contingent upon the event, the adornments can be chosen. Indeed, even pin gives it that exceptional search for any popular event.

Shoes

You can change the look by trying different things with shoes which can influence your little black dress to look totally changed. Running from high obeyed stilettos which run strikingly well with little black dress, to a basic combine of black pumps likewise suit the outfit. As black shoes would exhaust and unsurprising on black outfit, going beautiful would be a superior thought. It will likewise give that truly necessary difference to the outfit.

Packs and Belts

Embellishing with the correct grip or purse will add to the marvelousness factor. Either a basic or popular grip with exhibit of hues runs well with the black outfit. The shoes and pack can be coordinated or possibly supplement each other which would make the entire look striking in totality. Additionally belts give that genuinely necessary accentuation and redirection from the black dress. It additionally can help in changing the look of the dress. Contingent on your body structure the belt can help secluded from everything the defects and upgrading the benefits.

Caps, scarves and tights

With the over 3 extras you can make a chic and ultra current look. Right shading and decision can add shading to your little black dress. So simply ahead and explore different avenues regarding distinctive sorts of caps and diverse material and shades of scarves and tights. As each shading runs well with black.

How To Choose The Perfect Little Black Dress

Little black dresses are the ideal party dresses to create an impression so there's no better method to work the room on an uncommon event. It's the sort of dress each lady ought to have in her closet since it is attractive and flexible.

History of the Little Black Dress

You may think about the little black dress (LBD) as the most present day of current looks, however did you realize that its history returns to the 1920s? Before the 1920s, black was generally utilized for grieving and ladies wore layers and layers of material. Coco Chanel changed all that by making a basic black dress. Abruptly, hot gathering dresses were the stature of mold - and they've never left style from that point forward. The LBD has been constantly refreshed and is a staple for those searching for the ideal party dress or semi-formal dress. It likewise makes an awesome day to night dress.

Picking Your Little Black Dress

So how would you ensure that your little black dress emerges from the group? Above all else, you need to pick the correct dress. On the off chance that you need your dress to keep going for in excess of a season at that point consider an exemplary knee-length hemline. Numerous ladies wear their attractive gathering dresses for a considerable length of time so ensure you pick a style that will last. Or on the other hand why not set out and demonstrate a little knee? A short, cheeky number will be ideal for some events.

Finding The Right Accessories

Obviously, what settles on the look is your selection of frill and these begin from the back to front. To maximize your LBD ensure you have the correct underpants to set it off to flawlessness - all things considered, you need to be responsible for which bends you appear.

Next, consider your neck area and how much cleavage you need to appear. Regardless of whether you intend to wear a choker or long stout globules will figure out which dress best suits your necessities. Furthermore, there is no reason for picking the ideal party dress without picking the correct shoes. For extreme flexibility pick a dress that you can wear including shoes to boots.

Regular Party Dresses

At long last, for all year regular goodness, a black party dress that you can wear with a wrap, coat or scarf is the best decision. Another option is to have two black night dresses - one with three-quarter sleeves for fall and winter and a short sleeved variant for spring and summer. One thing is without a doubt - the little black dress will never leave style - and neither will you!

What Makes The Little Black Dress So Special?

The Little Black Dress, or LBD, as it is lovingly called has turned into a staple in numerous ladies' closets since it has a tendency to be very flexible and fitting for a wide range of events. Generally speaking, form dresses are to some degree less demanding to wear than isolates in light of the fact that a lady should simply put a dress on and dash out the entryway as there is no coordination of discrete pieces of clothing included. Nonetheless, there is something unique about 'little' dresses that are black. Indeed, the Little Black Dress has accomplished such a level of prominence these days that usually alluded to as having a notorious status.

Yet, what is so unique about design dresses of the 'LBD' assortment? All things considered, aside from being flexible and simple to wear, they have a specific persona that is reminiscent of the inky-toned article of clothing made celebrated by Audrey Hepburn in the motion picture 'Breakfast At Tiffany's'. By one means or another, the LBDs of today figure out how to exemplify the excitement of the Hepburn unique yet this isn't just by ideals of being black. Absolutely, the way that this notable dress is black adds to its appeal since black basically runs with everything and is an exceptionally well known shade to wear nowadays. In any case, beside the prevalence of the shade, the appeal of the Little Black Dress is to a great extent due absolutely to the indefinable quality that it has, a quality that the French allude to as 'Je ne sais quoi' or 'I don't recognize what' - an expression that lamentably does not sound a remarkable same in English.

By and by, while Audrey Hepburn carried the LBD into the spotlight, it was initially Coco Chanel who first observed its potential. Givenchy, the planner of Audrey's outfit for the film, gave the Little Black Dress its notoriety yet it really started in the 1920s. Amid that decade, Coco Chanel took the black shade that was customarily saved for grieving garments in the West and made it into mold dresses that any lady could wear. Add to this the straightforwardness and advancement of line that was normal for Chanel's way to deal with dressmaking and you have the formula for the super-accomplishment of the LBD.

That being stated, it likewise takes the lady wearing it to make a Little Black Dress 'sparkle'. In undeniable reality, one might say that the lady ought to be the genuine superstar, in a manner of speaking, and not simply the dress. A decent piece of clothing dependably goes about as a background for the wearer's face and identity and should neither overwhelm nor cheapen their appearance. In this sense, the LBD plays a supporting part: helping the lady to feel sure that she looks great in what she is wearing and abandoning her liberated to be a star. That is the thing that makes the Little Black Dress really extraordinary!

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30 Luxury Menswear Brands You Should Invest In

Not all brands are created equal. As with cars, watches and fancy homes, the word ‘designer’ is often misused in clothing. Nowadays, designer fashion represents clever craftsmanship, quality fabrics and of course, a blood-rushing aesthetic that makes you have to have that thing, even if it takes your entire paycheck.

Which is why we’ve taken the shoddy away from the sleek, to give you a definitive guide to men’s designer fashion brands this season. Buy one or two, or buy them all (ca-ching!) — just don’t go dressing yourself head to toe in designer logo-ed pieces. That’s trashie, and it’s a style sin. #1 TOM FORD Sexy, smooth yet madly masculine, American designer Tom Ford is known for his precision. Balancing the quintessential with the avant-garde, Ford’s incredibly cut dinner jackets and tuxedos are his calling card, coming in a myriad of colours and prints. Or simple-and-chic, black. He also boasts a mean grooming line for men, too. Pucker up.

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RELATED: Best Tuxedos For Men #2 GUCCI The Italian maison has undergone one of the most drastic directional shifts since Milanese designer, Alessandro Michele, took over the creative director helm in 2015. Nowadays, Gucci is challenging archetypal menswear, offering an eclectic and very romantic feel. But, its Italian craftsmanship and attention to detail, starkly remains.

BUY #3 NEIL BARRETT Britain’s Neil Barrett cut his design teeth at Prada and Gucci in the nineties, before jumping fashion ship and launching his namesake label in 1999. Contemporary graphics — like the lightning bolt — and monochrome hues painted over minimalist style essentials in quality fabrics, are his forte. As is, the leather jacket.

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RELATED: Best Leather Jackets For Men #4 THOM BROWNE

American designer Thom Browne steeps his collections in tailoring, hallmarked by a distinct grey which dusts-up most of his quality-made, contemporary suiting. Cropped trousers and embellished separates are another signature, as well as pebble-grain leather goods. But the TB moniker isn’t his initials, but rather, a navy, red and white stripe swatch that's stitched onto the edge of his pieces.

BUY #5 DSQUARED2 A winning twin combination is behind Canadian fashion brand Dsquared2. Dan and Dean Caten’s tough yet heritage collections play on the North American nation and come as a blend of punch-y prints (think plaids), bold colours and add-ons of clothes, offering the gent an urban twist on a polished looks. Check out their jeans, embellished to ripped to plain, and luxury leather sneakers.

BUY #6 DOLCE & GABBANA Needing no introduction, the Silcian duo have continued to send out some of most iconic (and extensive) menswear collections down the runway since bowing in 1985. Dolce & Gabbana‘s famous monogram only stamps itself on sleek and luxurious pieces. You can’t look past their distinctly Italian collection of suits, impeccably cut and finished for work and the weekend.

BUY #7 MONCLER The heritage down jacket maker has established itself as a fully-fledged European fashion heavyweight. At chez Moncler, innovative materials are combined with sporty silhouettes, for a Franco-Italiano spin on contemporary menswear. Check out their quilted outerwear – from blazers to gilets to full-blown hooded parkas with a fur trim. Brrr...

BUY #8 LOUIS VUITTON

The darling of French luxury behemoth LVMH, Louis Vuitton knows what it means to be luxurious. What started out as a trunk maker in 19th-century Paris, Louis Vuitton now offers extensive tailoring and accessories, as well as riffing on a younger-gen cool with luxed-up sneakers and sophisticated streetwear pieces — thanks to LV’s head men’s designer, Kim Jones. But, it’s LV, so it's still elegant.

BUY #9 PRADA More than 100 years since its 1913 debut, Prada has dressed Italian kings and adorned the backs of some of the most stylish celebs on the red carpet. As well as sharp suiting, Prada has ventured into chic athleisure and off-duty pieces, staying molto relevant under the fine eye of Miuccia Prada. Check out Prada’s casual button-ups and knits, and their reworking of classics such as the derby shoe.

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RELATED: Best Leather Dress Shoes For Men #10 SALVATORE FERRAGAMO The Italian maestro that is Salvatore Ferragamo now has a new design head, Guillaume Meilland. But the younger creative director still manages to capture Ferragamo’s rakish suiting and smart separates for an elevated but timeless approach to style. Come here for menswear staples like blazers, collared jackets and slim-fit trousers, but the devil is in Ferragamo’s details, with on-point tassel loafers and a leathergoods range that is hard to rival. Stock up.

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RELATED: Work-Approved Bags That Are Better Than Your Boring Briefcase #11 GIORGIO ARMANI A style doyen in his own right, Giorgio Armani is one of Italy’s most-respected designers. Known in particular for his immaculate tailoring, you can’t overlook Armani’s marriage of expert craftsmanship and luxurious materials, which makes the Armani legacy top-notch. Lately, Armani has embraced the comfort themes in menswear: louche tailoring, and plush knits off-duty, with flawless suits for work.

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RELATED: Best Suit Brands For Men #12 BERLUTI Another maison of the Vieux Continent, Berluti‘s European heritage — which stems back to 1895 — hasn’t been lost with the appointment of the French brand’s new designer, Haider Ackermann. The Colombian-Parisian offers a sweet mix of distinguished accessories and ready-to-wear, but you can’t over look Berluti’s leather shoes, made from its iconic Venezia leather.

BUY #13 BURBERRY With claims to have invented the trench coat, Burberry is one of Britain’s most beloved fashion exports. Known for the Burberry plaid, this quintessentially-English brand is pushing sartorial boundaries with Christopher Bailey — putting off-kilter fabrics such as tech-wools and lace into the men’s fashion mix, as well as graphic prints. Don’t have Burberry scarf or trench yet? Sacrilege.

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RELATED: Best Trench Coats For Men #14 COMME DES GARÇONS With a French name, there’s a certain je ne sais quoi about the quirky Comme des Garçons. Japanese in fact, the luxury streetwear label was formed in 1969 by Tokyo's Rei Kawakubo and has managed to stay culturally relevant thanks to a monochrome base augmented with rainbow-toned brights for a playful edge. As for tailoring, expect asymmetric cuts with Japanese-expert fabrics.

BUY #15 DIOR HOMME Dior Homme is one of the most well-rounded luxury brands for men. Traditional pieces revel in the label’s Parisian heritage while innovative shapes, thanks to the recently-departed design head Raf Simons, reflect the brand’s contemporary edge. Expect sleek silhouettes — like suits and topcoats and straight cut bottoms — polished with understated embellishment for a flattering finish. We like their sunnies too. Non, j’adore.

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RELATED: Best Sunglass Brands For Men #16 HELMUT LANG Helmut Lang is simple elegance. The Austrian designer’s namesake collections feature a refined palette of muted shades in sleek shapes, sometimes spruced up barely-there details. One for the minimalists among us, come to Helmut Lang for clean lines and anti-embellishment items, stocking up on high-quality fabricated basics.

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RELATED: How To Master The Minimalist Style #17 CALVIN KLEIN More than just a cool brand of underwear, Calvin Klein the label is now helmed by Raf Simons, and frankly, the all-American outfit is about to turn into a fashion phenomenon. Still a menswear traditionalist, CK boasts a utilitarian outlook but with a sports kick nowadays. While the CK knitwear is iconc, the suiting is not to be missed. Nor, are the old-school, washed out denim jeans.

BUY #18 COSTUME NATIONAL The Italian-born Costume National isn’t shy in expressing itself. Riffing on the rebellious, designs carry a quasi gothic edge, rock-esque even, sung in the way suiting is super sharp and shirting is dark and moody. Lately, we’re loving CN’s luxury cotton bombers, trouser-like chinos and textural knits, with pops of colour to deflect a totally punk takeover. It’s chic-meets-Beetlejuice.

BUY #19 BRIONI Founded in 1945, Brioni’s Roman regality has become one of the world’s leading labels of luxury. Known as the superyacht of tailoring and outerwear, a can’t-miss is Brioni’s accessories line, from wallets to belts to bags and shoes. Getting on the cool-guy wagon, casual staples like suede bombers are top-sellers these days too, with all of Brioni’s production still taking place in the motherland. Molto bene.

BUY #20 LORO PIANA Fabric fiends, rejoice. Founded in 1924, Loro Piana started out as a leading manufacturer of fine fabrics. Now, that exquisite cashmere, plush cotton and smooth silk comes as a Loro Piana sweater, t-shirt or scarf as it later added clothing and accessories to its offering. The brand is committed to quality and textile innovation without shunning timeless Italian elegance. But such standards come at a price. Save those pennies for this one.

BUY #21 RALPH LAUREN The all-American Ralph Lauren, and inventor of the polo shirt, is far more than a brand for Varsity prepsters. Founded in 1967, Ralph Lauren offers easy-go wardrobe staples in masculine neutrals and classic fits. Tailoring from the Purple Label is a must-have, while Polo Ralph Lauren has your off-duty needs sorted: from relaxed cable-knits to colourful polo shirts to neat chinos and blazers and cardigans. School’s out.

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RELATED: Best Polo Shirt Brands For Men #22 GIVENCHY A true Parisian maison, Givenchy has turned fashion heads since the 1950’s. And still does with designer Riccardo Tisci is at the helm. Combining dark romanticism with a streetwear slang, Givenchy has won over celebrity fans including Kanye West, David Beckham and Justin Bieber, just to name a few. Come here for its pinstripe suiting and printed t-shirts and sweat shirts.

BUY #23 BALMAIN Founded in 1945, Paris’ Balmain has really ramped up its rock star glam and military style, thanks to Olivier Rousteing. Having launched its own version of the biker denim jean — with knee details and waxed coating — the leather biker jackets are a must own, as well as army style peacoats and trenches and kick ass leather derby boots with chunky soles. Join the Balmain army.

BUY #24 VALENTINO Having only stepped down from his eponymous label a few years ago, Valentino is now headed up by Pier Piccioli, coming out as a contemporary range of menswear and accessories with a strong focus on tradition and innovation. There remains an emphasis on tailoring and coats, and studded leather goods are a Valentino charm, but never sacrificing sophistication for rebellion.

BUY #25 ALEXANDER MCQUEEN Known as Britain’s enfant terrible, Alexander McQueen‘s design genius has been immortalised via longtime friend Sarah Burton, since his tragic death. McQueen’s menswear is drenched in Savile Row-esque tailoring but with a dark, dramatic shadow, hallmarked by the brand’s skull motif. Come here for suiting, off-beat jewellery and cool leather sneakers.

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RELATED: Best Sneaker Brands For Men #26 PAUL SMITH Representing modern Britain, Paul Smith is known for his sharp suits in comfortable fabrics, statement going-out shirts and even socks, the bolder the better thanks to dare-ish prints and fruity colourways. Of late, his outerwear been dipped into the Skittles mix too, but for the more sound of taste, classic navy, grey and of course, black still form the bulk of his tailoring. We love his burgundy leather shoes; loafer or derby, or get both.

BUY #27 MAISON MARGIELA Originally under Belgian Martin Margiela, John Galliano flies the Maison Margiela flag today, taking it from a traditional Paris house to one that’s edgy and raw — in true Galliano taste. From tailoring, to jackets, to shirting and shoes, come to Maison Margiela for men’s style classic, but reworked in a masculine and modern way. We love the jewellery and leather bags.

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RELATED: Best Jewellery Brands For Men #28 BALENCIAGA Cristóbal Balenciaga founded his namesake house in 1918. Today, Balenciaga offers gents a clean cut aesthetic, for clothes that are understated yet chic sophisticated. Come here for kickass leather sneakers, leathergoods and outerwear.

BUY #29 ERMENEGILDO ZEGNA Suits, suits, suits. Ermenegildo Zegna founded his generational label in 1910, and then went on to transform the cloth manufacturer into a fully-fledged tailoring and ready-to-wear outfit. Zegna is cutting edge for materials, which are worked into business and off-duty suits as well as knitwear and simple tees. Also, their leathergoods are super chic.

BUY #30 SAINT LAURENT The eminent label founded by Yves Saint Laurent in 1961 still retains its idiosyncratic French irreverence and sleek style. Severely Parisian, Saint Laurent offers sharp tailoring, brooding leather jackets and skinny fit denim; nothing but a rock star you’ll be once you’re donning a Saint Laurent jacket, jeans or Chelsea boot.

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15 Things To Buy In The Reiss Up To 50% Off Sale

Few things test a man’s sartorial savvy like sale shopping. When faced with a barrage of options, even the most level-headed guys can come away with an armful of ridiculously impractical and unwearable things.

Fortunately, we’ve teamed up with premium high-street retailer Reiss for the launch of its up to 50 per cent off sale. So that you don’t spend your time scrolling indecisively, here are 15 items which you can wear now and well into next year. After all: fail to plan, plan to fail.

Bones Leather Biker Jacket

Once a man has found the perfect leather jacket, he’s set for life. The Bones biker offers up a timeless design in smooth, premium leather with contemporary design details that keep this classic feeling fresh.

Whether you throw it on with wool trousers and a roll neck now, or over a T-shirt and jeans when it gets warmer, the cost-per-wear calculations are looking very good indeed.

Buy Now: £450 £345

Duchess Modern-Fit Single-Breasted Suit

Mixing and matching blazers and trousers is an easy way to keep your look fresh. But for the time-strapped and style-conscious guy, a single-breasted suit in blue is a shortcut to an on-duty style that works every time.

The Duchess two-piece strikes the sartorial middle ground with a modern fit (not too baggy or too slim) while its wool-blend weave ensures it’ll feel just at home in the boardroom as it will dressed up for a wedding, so there’s no chance of it gathering dust at the back of the wardrobe.

Buy Now: £395 £275

Belvour Wool-Blend Dogtooth Overcoat

If you’re after outerwear that can be chucked on at a moment’s notice without risk of ruining your outfit, grey, navy and black are the safest choices.

But ‘safe’ doesn’t have to be boring. Take the Belvour wool-blend overcoat, for example. It boasts a mottled black and grey weave for a hit of textural interest that’ll sit nicely alongside any weekend look and will score plenty of admiring glances on the commute, too.

Buy Now: £295 £145

Leeds 2 Allen Edmonds Leather Shoes

Like most things in life, with shoes, you get what you pay for. The Allen Edmonds Leeds 2 Derbies are crafted from cordovan leather (prized for its exceptional durability and ability to stay wrinkle-free), boast a durable Goodyear welt construction and have undergone a 212-step manufacturing process. Fast and flighty fashion, these are not.

Their versatile design means they’re ideal for wearing to a spectrum of smart events, but they’ll also appear just as handsome when worn with a pair of chinos or jeans.

Buy Now: £295 £225

Toby Zip-Through Camel

Most men have got to grips with the camel coat, but why stop there? The ribbed Toby zip-through jumper goes big on design interest, sitting somewhere between a roll neck and a track jacket, plus has the added benefit of being woven from a Merino wool-blend, which means it feels just as good as it looks.

Layer yours beneath a camel coat for maximum tonal dressing swag, or use it as a striking accent to an all-black outfit to lift the look. In this killer knit you really can’t go wrong.

Buy Now: £125 £85

Soloman Slim-Fit Jeans

Sale season is rife with purchases you never knew you needed (because, really, you didn’t). There’ll be no such buyer’s remorse with the Solomon slim-fit jeans, which may not have the star wattage of a crazy new knit but will stealthily prop up outfits all year round.

Wear them cuffed with a crisp Oxford shirt and box-fresh sneakers in summer, or match with a dark knit, Chelsea boots and a navy overcoat now. This pair has got all-rounder written all over them.

Buy Now: £95 £65

Kamakura Military Jacket

There are a select handful of menswear items that fall outside the whims of the trends and refuse to date: the field jacket is one of them. The Reiss’ Kamukura design takes the essence of the original but adds a few subtle updates (such as a zip detail collar) to breathe new life into an old favourite.

It’s the perfect companion for a roll neck, suede boots and jeans for those tricky days in-between Christmas and New Year’s Eve when you’re not sure what to wear.

Buy Now: £295 £195

Ossian T Herringbone Weave Trousers

Heritage design is enjoying a mini-revival in menswear at the moment, and front and centre are patterns that you’ll love as much as your granddad did.

The Ossain herringbone weave trousers fuse modern tailoring with an old-school edge, resulting in smartly-cut trews that feel fresh and familiar at the same time.

Buy Now: £125 £95

Britain Wool Felt Baseball Cap

The baseball cap may have a reputation for being a bit of a lazy wardrobe choice (at least as far as your hair goes), but Reiss’ Britain baseball cap takes the design’s shape and updates it in smart wool felt to banish any accusations of scruffiness.

Made in partnership with historic London milliner Christy’s, which has produced the finest headgear for almost 250 years, it’s got all the credentials to top off just about any casual look.

Buy Now: £70 £50

Denny Slim-Fit Shirt Indigo

For those decidedly undecided occasions when a cotton button-down is too much, but a T-shirt is not enough, a denim shirt offers the perfect mid-point.

For days off-duty, Reiss’ Denny design will layer effortlessly beneath a camel shawl collar cardigan, or even a grey blazer for New Year’s Eve. Easy.

Buy Now: £90 £70

Fenton Brushed Cotton Sweatshirt

The seasons of menswear being overly prescriptive are long behind us. These days it pays to combine smart and casual pieces to get more out of your wardrobe.

The Fenton brushed cotton sweatshirt won’t just be a sound choice for laid-back looks; it works just as well under tailoring.

Buy Now: £70 £50

Alistar Jersey Jogging Trousers

They may not be an obvious candidate for the title of ‘wardrobe staple’, but in our book, a pair of premium sweatpants are no less essential. Aside from the obvious fact that they score high for comfort, the Alistar jogging trousers in soft jersey are much more versatile than you might think.

Worn with a camel coat, white sneakers and a black hoodie on the weekend, they’ll hit the athleisure trend on the head, but will look a touch more dressed up if you switch out the hoodie for a crisp white shirt, for a contemporary high-low approach.

Buy Now: £85 £65

Mountain Textured Polo Shirt

The polo shirt is one of menswear’s perennial classics, though most guys tend to ignore the virtues of its sharp buttoned collar once the sun has set.

Team the long-sleeved and textured Mountain polo with slim chinos and penny loafers for a spin on preppy style, or slot it under a suit for an excuse to ditch the tie in the office.

Buy Now: £95 £75

Rider Quilted Short Jacket

Padded jackets are enjoying a well-deserved resurgence in men’s wardrobes, and it’s safe to say we’re enthusiastic supporters. Not only do they look the business, but they’re also extremely practical when temperatures drop.

The Rider quilted jacket takes the essence of a puffer, but slims things down for a much smarter take that doesn’t look out of place with tailored trousers.

Buy Now: £265 £225

Chalmer Leather Chelsea Boots

Usually, sitting on the fence is not looked upon too kindly, but in the case of the Chelsea boot (which is neither fully smart or casual), it’s most definitely a good thing.

The Chalmer boots are crafted from smooth dark brown leather, but details such as their chunky grip soles keep things from looking too formal, which means there’s (nearly) never a bad time to wear them.

Buy Now: £225 £145

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All You Need To Know About How To Wear Blazer With Jeans.

The most effective method to Wear Jackets

Jacket With Shirt

Beginning with the essentials, an overcoat and shirt look is a simple choice to wear, notwithstanding for those very late plans. This is one of those outfits you can toss on in ten minutes previously dashing out the entryway, and there is as yet a decent shot you'll be preferred dressed over the vast majority at the capacity. Regardless of whether you decide on a beige overcoat or dark, matching it with a white shirt will dependably make a laid back, brilliant easygoing vibe to your look. With a strong easygoing base, you'll have a lot of flexibility to toss on an additional embellishment or two to finish the group.

Denim Coat, Shirt, and Jacket

If the climate is somewhat cooler, and the Shirt and jacket are not nice combinations together for you, at that point spruce up your look by layering up with a denim coat. Ideal for a cooler climate in fall and winter, this look conveys an unmistakable detail to the exemplary shirt and overcoat troupe. Flying on a denim coat can likewise thump down the convention of the look, and you'll get additional inventiveness focuses from your mates.

Jacket and Shirt

Finally, the ageless look which will clearly have you secured for each smooth event consistently. A fresh jacket and oxford shirt were a style coordinate made in paradise. Contingent upon your own persona and shade of decision, you can't turn out badly with an oxford shirt and a jacket. At the point when matched with a thin jean, this look will fit you ideal in at your "TGIF" drinks.

Instructions to Wear an Overcoat with Pants.

The most effective method to Wear Jackets

Dark Coat Outfits

The most widely recognized (or clean-cut) approach to wearing pants with a coat is deciding on the great dark jean. A look which can take you from your day at work to the bar, it's a blend which doesn't need to use up every last cent. For us, picking a dark jean furnishes you with all the decision on the planet for what shading shirt and coat you choose to go for, not to mention textures. Unintentionally, this implies you don't need to feel limited while exploring different avenues regarding diverse surfaces and hues with your outfit.

Pants with Coat

Pants with a coat will dependably be an exemplary decision when your clothing regulation is savvy easygoing. Consider it the best both of universes; denim is laid-back and easygoing, while the overcoat is organized and refined. Likewise, it's similarly as simple to match with truly any overcoat of decision (aside from Naval force, no bending over here), this savvy easygoing blend is certain to spare you in the morning surge. Likewise, this look can without much of a stretch change to after work drinks. What we're getting at here is that in case you're wearing a coat and pants, you'll be dressed impeccably for any event.

Dark Pants with Overcoat

On the off chance that beat up denim simply isn't getting you going, at that point take a stab at settling on a shade of dim denim to switch up your look. Flawlessly suited for pre-winter and winter style, dark denim can be similarly as simple to wear with your jacket as different shades. Our Editors like to combine our dim denim with darker neutrals like dark, naval force, or even some printed styles of coats. Monochromatic shading plans can work for a few looks, however, be prompt against wearing dim denim and a dim coat together – you could wind up watching washed out or like you've quite recently ventured out of a 1940's film.

The most effective method to Wear Jackets

Men's Hue Overcoats

There's no compelling reason to stick to dark and dim if shading is more your thing, and a splendid coat can truly bring your outfit higher than ever. For summer you could go for light pastel hues, similar to a blue or pink, and for the winter months explore different avenues regarding designs and darker shades. Giving your look a touch of identity is the ideal approach to create an impression, particularly with a great look.

While picking shading recollects to forget to keep your pants basic. This implies no stone washes, tears, or indulgent sewing. Deciding on a lot of detail can make somewhat of a conflict or a cerebral pain for eyes. So for this time, consider toning it down would be best.

Shaded Coats Outfits

To keep things basic you can adhere to an unbiased combine of pants, and match your coat with a basic white shirt. Nonetheless, if your jacket is in a brilliant or light shading you can accomplish a summery vibe by matching it with straight leg or thin white pants. On account of the champion look of a hued jacket, it's best to keep whatever remains of your outfit genuinely unbiased and straightforward, or if nothing else in a similar tone so there's not a gigantic measure of difference.

Try not to confine yourself by adding character to your look with simple shading. On the off chance that you choose to select a touch of print at that point combine your overcoat with great dark jean. It's the best shading to complement most prints, as dark brings down the consideration that can be attracted to your jacket, not to mention level out the tones in your outfit. Also, with the advantages of looking smooth with dark denim, this is look is anything but difficult to progress from season to season.

Motivation For Easygoing Coat Outfits

Approve, so as the jacket is by and large a formal looking piece, when we say easygoing we don't mean something you can relax around in. It essentially implies dressing marginally more serenely, while keeping up the sharpness of more formal troupes. The following are a portion of the best cases of some in vogue men pulling off the easygoing look with their jacket and jean blend.

Would you be able to Wear a Suit Coat with Pants?

It's an inquiry that has two particular answers, with many people feeling pretty firmly either side. Individuals who answer no, as a rule, aren't excessively upbeat about matching an overcoat with pants either, and individuals who answer yes are typically more casual about the "tenets" of form. Truly, the distinction between a suit coat and an overcoat are genuinely little, with the suit coat continually having a coordinating pair of pants made to run with it. They're likewise somewhat slimmer fit than the overcoat and can come in sleeker shinier materials.

To pull off a suit coat with pants it's best to keep your pants thin or thin fit and maintain a strategic distance from a straight leg jean or anything that is too free. A suit coat is a thin fit thing so you have to keep the look reliable, and not match it with anything that will diverge from it excessively.

The most effective method to Wear Jackets

What to Wear With Light Pants

Pants with an overcoat is a great look that can be styled such a large number of various ways. On the off chance that you have a couple of light Levis, at that point, you have many choices to play around with. While selecting the gentler blues, the choices are very open as denim can be viewed as an impartial too. Choose darker nonpartisan jackets like naval force and dark for a cleaned vibe to your gathering. On the other hand, go for an overcoat in a lighter shade for more easygoing events. Intense hues can function also, yet in the event that you're going that course avoid designs so as not to go over the edge.

What to Wear with Light colored Pants

Light Coloured pants have an innately more astute vibe to them, so blending them up with a coat is ideal for somewhat more formal events. Dim pants are somewhat less demanding to match with jackets in case you're looking to tidy up your look, particularly while choosing darker unbiased tones. Furthermore, darker pants make to a greater degree a refined look, making it a simple go-to while changing from day to night. Go for a shrewd easygoing vibe by blending your pants with a great white oxford and smooth dark jacket. Or, on the other hand, toss on a realistic Shirt rather than the Oxford for a more easygoing, road style look.

Completing Touches

The more clear approach to modify is including a few extras. Watches, shades, chains, and pocket squares all ensured to spruce up any look (not at the same time, however). In any case, In case you're uncertain of what to add to your look, perhaps stay with something straightforward, for example, an all gold or cowhide watch. Ultimately, remember to notice awesome. For the season our Editors most loved Research center Scents. Accessible in the must-have Golden and Samphire, this beyond any doubt to inspire.

How a Coat Should Fit

The sleeves ought to dependably fall simply over the hand and be thin fitted around the arms.

Jackets ought to be decreased into the midriff, however, unless you're super thin stay away from the thin fit.

The length of your coat ought to be never again two or three creeps beneath the hip bone.

Ensure your neckline is fitted effectively. In case you're wearing a shirt then your coat neckline should lean against your shirt neckline.

Your coat should fit intently, yet not all that tight that you get an X stamp over your chest.

The most effective method to Wear Pants With a Jacket

While coordinating your overcoat with pants, keep your pants thin fit and decreased.

Maintain a strategic distance from stone washes or upset pants, and go for darker, formal denim.

Keep the shading contrast between your overcoat and pants unobtrusive.

Ensure the length achieves a couple of crawls past your hip issue that remains to be worked out social event.

On That Note

In this way, the jacket and pants mix is achievable, and you can go for a couple of various looks also, regardless of whether it's addressing custom, or going somewhat more remote than that. Keeping the hues complimentary is constantly critical, just like the attack of both the pants and the coat, however, you have more flexibility to explore different avenues regarding mixes than you may have initially thought.

Regardless of whether you need a casual search for a move at the workplace, or a go-to equip for the bar, following this guide is certain to keep your alternatives open while settling on your next overcoat. Still stuck for a decision? Not to stress, look at overcoat and pants lines now in just at The Sit without moving Man.

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