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incorrect-nevermore · 3 months

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EVERYONE SAY THANK TO @conscience-grim FOR SHARING THIS ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL INFORMATION WITH US

Montersor very likely died and lived around the same time as Lenore, late 1800’s to early 1900’s, and during this time. Pretty boy was slang for a gay prostitute in southern America and north UK.

Montresor, is literally calling Prospero a gay whore in the scene.

This also makes the head canon of Annabel calling Lenore “pretty boy” SOOOOOOO much funnier, because Lenore likely knows what it means and Annabel doesn’t because she is aggressively, southern English, so she would use it in the same way that we use it today literally just calling someone a pretty boy. LENORE HOWEVER.

Annabel, lovingly stroking her fingers through Lenore‘s hair while she lays her head in her lap: Oh, look at my pretty boy <3

Lenore, flustered, abruptly raising her head: EXCUSE ME- HEY! IM- I AM NOT-…..

Annabel, oblivious, thinking Lenore is just being bashful: Oh! But are, pet! You are so pretty and your mine, therefore, you’re my pretty boy!

Lenore, fully thinking Annabel’s calling her her bitch:

I want everyone to imagine Annabel saying this, while they are still alive at a party or something. The whole room stops and turns to see the most fashionable power couple that high society has seen in decades. Everyone is falling over this new, mysterious, dashing rogue like character, Leo vadernacht, nephew, and now air of the entire Vandernacht railway empire, newly engaged to the most, sought after bachelorette in the entirety of English and American high society, the most Lady like and proper Annabel Lee Whitlock. And she proceeds to turn to her fiancé and call him her gay whore lovingly. IMAGINE THE REACTION

And to add onto this, Montersor isn’t a cowboy. He’s heavily implied to be a horse breaker, which is basically a priest, who also doubles as a horse tamer, and only in the UK was this term known as slang, for once again, a gay prostitute.

So I want you to imagine Monty casuallymentioning he was a horse breaker while he was alive and Annabel FULLY TURING TO HIM LIKE

“🤨🏳️‍🌈⁉️”

SHE MUST BE SOOO CONFUSED WHY ADA’S STILL DATING HIM

Annabel: I went through so much trouble to make sure no one figured out that me and Lenore were gay, just for this bitch to come out and fully admit he’s a gay whore with little to no consequence.

#nevermore webtoon #lenore nevermore #annabel lee nevermore #incorrect nevermore quotes #incorrect quotes #annabel lee x lenore #white raven #prospero nevermore #montresor nevermore

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great-and-small · 2 months

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As delicate and lovely as a bride’s veil, the elongated feathers of a Great Egret’s breeding plumage are one of the most elegant sights in the wetlands. These unique feathers are called “aigrettes” and they were once a prized adornment for hats in the early 1900’s. The demand for these feathers nearly resulted in this species being hunted to extinction, but fortunately for our wetlands people have always loved and been moved by birds.

Two women, Harriet Hemenway and Minna Hall started a campaign to protect vulnerable water birds from becoming casualties of the fashion industry. They urged women everywhere to stop wearing feathers, and over time their efforts began to take effect. The movement they started in 1905 evolved into the Audubon Society that we know today- a powerful force for conservation of birds and preservation of their ecosystems.

The great egret remains the symbol of the Audubon society today, and I am so grateful for the forward-thinking people that saved this bird so that we can still admire him today.

#birds in the wild #happy wildlife day!#great egret #Audobon society

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curioscurio · 3 months

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Reading a lot of Sherlock Holmes, and trying to draw victorian men accurately will lead you to learning that people wrote on their shirt cuffs often in ink because they were detachable and usually made of extremely starched linen or PAPER. working class men would find them stiff, overly formal, or not worth spending the money on it, but if you were mid to upper class then it was expected that you wear just as much complicated, sillohuete focused shapewear as women. Victorian men also wore corsets, especially military men, to achieve that puffy chest and flat stomach look around the 1820's.

The male corset fad had died down a little around the turn of the century (1880-early 1900's) as women fought for more comfortable and less oppressive shapewear, and effeminate men ridiculed for wearing the once fashionable and even medically recommended undergarmet. However, the male corset in the 1880's was still fairly popular enough to be advertised by dressmakers!

(Forgive me not citing my sources at the moment, but these advertisements I believe are dated around 1880 when mens corsets fell out of popular style but were still available and fashionable in certain circles.)

Therefore, it is reasonable to assume that Dr. Watson, being both a medical and military man... probably wouldn't have worn a corset at the time of his deployment around 1880, unfortunately. ( I know, we're all dissappinted.)

Not that he couldn't wear one if he wanted to! But based on ACD cannon, I really feel that he would not be the kind of guy to wear one. Call it speculation, but if I had been deployed and then shot in the shoulder and leg, wearing a corset would be all but torture on my body. Let alone trying to wrestle an injured soldier out of one while trying to stitch him up. Corsets for military men were more of a fashion statement than a medical device; and even then, it was only helpful for orthopedic reasons (back problems mostly).

It was also around that time that the Women's Dress Reform movement began. Despite the Sherlock Holmes novels being ripe with period-typical misogyny, I like to imagine that Watson would side with the women and medical professionals on this one, in that they were often restrictive, unnecessary, and medically harmful in the long run.

Sherlock Holmes, however, absolutely has a large variety of both male and female corsets for various disguises and probably wears them often. This isn't explicitly stated in canon or anything, I just feel it in my heart.

Sorry if this is all over the place or not completely accurate! I went down a rabbit hole but am totally open to any corrections! Also I think the idea of Watson lacing up Holmes and grumbling about corsets is a funny visual lol

#sherlock holmes #acd canon #john watson #corsets #acd holmes #acd watson #long post #also by all means draw watson in a corset #im not a cop or a fashion historian so do whatever you want lol #also im sure my good friend sergle knows way more about how corsets effect the body than me who has never worn one ever

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snowsupply · 3 months

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Evan's knowledge of fashion is still stuck somewhere in the early 1900's

#dead by daylight #dbd #evan macmillan #the trapper #meg thomas #megmillan #hooked on you #dead by daylight fanart

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radioisntdead · 8 days

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Not the sender for the original ask but I'm sorry I cannot help but imagine an alternative where the reader summoning Rosie is the most angsty teen ever.

They're imagining the stereotypical giant red demon with goat legs and horns- but instead there is just a pretty lady and Rosie is CONCERNED because there is a teenager in the attic of their house summoning demons, not because of any normal reason but because whatever could a child need a demon for? Do they need help? Auntie Rosie will help!

Summoning a demon but instead of taking your soul you just get adopted. If you take this seriously (you don't have to) add as much angst as you wish.

Good evening my dear! Sorry this took forever to get out! It got buried in my drafts

I added a knockoff slasher dude solely to murk the reader because, I don't know as a plot for death?? I don't remember my thoughts when sleep deprived I'm so sorry

Anyways Auntie Rosie supremacy,

Rosie & reader

Platonic

Warnings!!

This isn't my best work, it was written late at night when I was mildly delusional, death, stereotypical slasher dude, OOC

You were home alone, sat in your dark and gloomy attic surrounded by lit candles, a book you had stolen from a shady book shop was open in your hands and you had drawn a summoning circle in red paint from the dollar store.

You took a deep breath before reading out the incantation written in the book, fully prepared for something grotesque to crawl out.

Wind came forth swirling around you as the circle glowed, the sound of the wind was almost deafening, you could feel your sweater clinging onto your skin, each loose thread itching your skin

You tried your best to ignore it as you continued chanting as something rose from the circle.

Once you had finished the spell you shut your eyes as the wind winded down.

"Oh my! You're quite young aren't cha'!"

Your eyes opened as you looked up, instead of some grotesque creature with blood and horns hanging off of it, was a lady,

Her skin was gray, she was dressed in early 1900's fashion and her eyes were pitch black, like a endless void.

"Are you going to say anything or are you just going to sit there with your mouth open catchin' flies?"

She said with an eyebrow raised.

"I, shit, I'm sorry I wasn't expecting someone so pretty? I was expecting more-"

"Well aren't you a charmer! Allow me to guess, You were expecting someone more demonic looking?"

You nodded, "Yeah,"

The woman tilted her head ever so slightly,

"Well aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

This felt like a trap, what if giving your name to her would give her control of you like a fae? Probably not, but what if it was?

"Likewise, it's a pleasure! You can call me Auntie Rosie!"

"I'm [Name], nice to meet you?"

"Auntie Rosie?"

You weren't expecting the creature you summoned to be a pretty cannibal named Rosie, let alone for her to adopt you as a surrogate nibling, telling you to call her Auntie Rosie and nothing else.

She had to leave soon after you summoned her because she had 'overlord duties ' and 'A town to run' but she told you to summon her again soon.

And so you did, the next time Rosie tutted at the messy attic, saying that you should tidy up the area more if you were going to invite guests over, she asked you to grab some cleaning supplies.

You snuck down into the hall, leaving Rosie alone for a moment, you were as quiet as a mouse as you tiptoed past your sleeping suspected serial killer of a godfather, managing to make it to the kitchen to grab a few cleaning supplies and a broom before sneaking back.

Rosie hummed as she began moving boxes around, shaking her head at the amount of dust and other things that littered the floor.

"I'm back, I got a broom, dustpan, and some Clorox wipes," you say as your head popped up from the entrance,

She said taking the broom,

"Good! Now let's make this place suitable, this much dust is horrible for your health! Horrible!"

You nodded, placing the remaining objects onto the floor and carefully picking up the boxes.

"You organize those pesky boxes dearie, I'll start sweeping."

The attic completely changed from gloomy to more refined within the day.

The boxes were stacked up forming a small wall with some free space behind it, the floors had been swept and sanitized (aside from the summoning circle) the candles were replaced with fresh ones, that book that summoned her was placed on one of the boxes.

Rosie had gone back and asked you to summon her back within the hour, bringing back some furniture with her.

She brought a smallish table, two fancy looking chairs, and a rug.

Rosie said as she sat in one of the chairs you in the other, drinking tea, you didn't know where she had gotten the tea from or when it got into your hands.

"Now that makes this place far better, far far better don't you think?"

You didn't like tea all that much but it felt rude to not drink it.

You wondered if it would kill you as you took a sip,

You glanced around at the open space, honestly it was overdo, you had been sleeping in there for a couple of years now and hadn't gotten around to it.

"Yeah, it feels less stuffy for sure,"

"As it should, now that's settled why did such a lovely young lady like yourself want to summon a demon?"

She asked setting her teacup down, getting straight to the point, you choked on your tea, clearing your throat you looked anywhere but in Rosie's void-like eyes.

It was silent for a few minutes,

"It's a long story, but basically parents went missing, moved in with my Godparents, Godmother went missing, Godfather started being suspicious, pretty sure he killed them, can't prove it and I think I'm next." You said in one large breath,

"Well shit, I wasn't expecting that, that's a very messy situation,"

"Auntie Rosie dearie."

"Yeah it is Miss Rosie,"

"Sorry Auntie Rosie."

You sat in silence for a moment, you fiddled with the hem of your sweater, did she believe you? Honestly you didn't particularly believe it yourself it was all suspected.

The attic felt gloomy again once Rosie left, you were once again left alone.

"Would you like me to eat him?"

"Par- Pardon me?!"

You let out a sigh before moving to one of the boxes pulling out a throw blanket and covering the circle, no one aside from you really came up there but couldn't hurt to be cautious.

You moved to the small space behind the boxes, you open another box pulling out a few two sleeping bags, layering them onto each other and placing a pillow on it, opening yet another box you pulled out a thick blanket, you laid on the sleeping bags, curling up into it and closing your eyes until sleep came for you.

A routine began, you'd carry on like normal, going to school, working shady part-time jobs, shoplift storage safe foods at large corporations like target, and go home before your Godfather finished work, sneak back into the attic, and depending on the day summon Rosie.

Rosie was concerned to say the least, you were young, not even a proper adult yet, and you were summoning cannibals in your Attic!

Not to mention how causally there was a whole missing people who were probably was murdered thing going on, would more detail go into that? No.

Rosie truly became an Aunt to you, bringing you trinkets, hyping you up, asking if you wanted her to eat your Godfather, after all that is what you originally summoned her for, but you didn't want to risk getting moved to a different area and having to redraw the circle to summon Rosie, what if you do it wrong? What if you never see her again?

So she didn't do anything to him, listening to your decision.

You would sometimes steal or buy something you think she'd like, and give it to her during her visits, she'd typically adore it whatever it was, because it came from you!

The two of you would have tea, give each other updates on life, and the afterlife.

It was nice, but like all nice things, it unfortunately came to an end.

You ran up the stairs, throwing your backpack at him to knock him down the stairs as you pulled out the attic ladder and hurriedly climbed the ladder up before kicking down the ladder to the attic, like a slasher protagonist, you hastily moved a few heavy boxes over the hatch.

He came home early, and when you walked inside the house to sneak upstairs into your attic, nothing was said, so it was concerning when he grabbed his murder weapon of choice and bolted off after you.

You just needed to summon Rosie and everything would be alright, they couldn't hurt you if Rosie was here,

You shakily pulled out the lighter that stayed in your pocket as you heard your Godfather shout your name, banging on the entrance.

Lighting the candles you scrambled to sit beside the circle, closing your eyes you began the summoning.

The wind began pushing as per usual,

The banging got louder, you could hear one of the boxes fall,

Just a few more seconds, and Auntie Rosie would appear, just a few more seconds and you'd be free, free from this lunatic, you could get a proper job that wasn't suspicious, probably go to collage, make proper friends that you could tell Rosie about with pride, you could give Rosie gifts that weren't stolen or cheap.

Just a few more seconds that's all you needed.

The hatch flew open, his eyes widened, no words were spoken, you didn't even get the chance to defend yourself when the murder weapon of choice, which was a machete because of course it was, stabbed into you.

Rosie appeared, smile dropping the moment she saw you on the ground, blood leaking into the Attic floors, the attic that she had helped you clean up, that she spent time with you in.

Rosie's eyes locked onto your godfather, bloody machete in hand, her mouth opened, revealing her razor sharp teeth.

Blood was splattered across the walls, Rosie wiped blood from her mouth with a handkerchief before kneeling down next to you and gently lifting you up into her lap,

Your eyes were glossy, and blood covered you.

You smiled up at her as she gently brushed away the hair from your face.

You tried to sit up but couldn't,

Rosie rubbed your back, trying to make you comfortable, unsure of what she could say to soothe you, you were dying and she could do much to stop it.

"Yes [Name]?"

"Auntie Rosie?"

"I,-" you take a painful breath, your last word privileges being revoked

"Shh, it's alright don't strain yourself, Close your eyes and rest dearie."

She said pulling you closer, rocking you gently in her arms until you breathed your last.

The door opened to the empty Emporium, Rosie sat in a chair writing down a grocery list,

"I'm sorry but the emporium's closed now!" She shouted over not looking up from her list.

"Auntie Rosie?"

Her head snapped over, eyes filling up with tears as she saw the very child that had died in her arms months ago, the child that she had adopted as her own, standing in her emporium with a nervous smile on their lovely face, the child she cared for had ended up below with her.

"[Name]? Oh my stars! my dear [name]!"

She got up from her seat, rushing over to embrace you, wrapping her arms around you as tears gathered up in your eyes.

"I missed you Auntie Rosie."

"I missed ya too Darlin', now-" she broke the hug and held your shoulders

"Let's get you settled in shall we? Are you hungry? I think we have some leftover pinkie fingers."

"I forgot you were a cannibal."

Rosie had prepared you a room, far better than the attic, because it was a legit room, with proper insulation.

You were staring in a mirror taking in your new appearance when Rosie knocked on the door,

"Sweetheart may I come in?"

"Sure! Come on in''

Rosie walked in and placed papers in front of you,

"Be a dear and sign these please"

"is this a contract for my soul?"

"Close! It's adoption papers, sign them."

Good evening folks, I crave sleep, also my apologies this was requested ages ago and I just now got to it, hope you enjoyed even though it's messy, I just killed off the reader the angst isn't that angsty

I wrote the angst first then everything else

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel rosie x reader #hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin rosie x reader

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lookingbackatfashionhistory · 9 months

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• Ball gown.

Designer: Driscoll (United States, founded ca. 1864)

Date: ca. 1900

Medium: silk, metallic thread, glass.

#fashion history #history of fashion #dress #fashion #early 20th century #1900's fashion #1900's dress #1900's #ball gown #driscoll #ca. 1900

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gallusrostromegalus · 7 months

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Aeiwam ask:

Seeing as most of the commanders existed before war crimes were a thing do any of them have strong opinions on them?

How overworked are each captains?

There was a REALLY awkward meeting in the early 1900's, shortly after the horrors of Turn Back The Pendulum happened, and when the first talk of codifying War Crimes into law reached Spirit World and after reviewing some of the presented arguments there was some awkward silence before Yamamoto got up and made a decision:

"I know it's damned hypocritical of me to suggest this, but if you're in a hole, stop digging."

The Gotei-13 created and ratified the list of prohibited actions that night for the court guard, but it took the better part of four decades to actually convince the Central 46 to ratify the damn thing and apply it to to other branches of the Military, Noble Houses, District Daimyos and other powers that be, until a particularly awful event put the Fear Of Man and also Yama-ji into them.

Tousen had to take whatever humor he could out of the situation while he was cursed, but he always did find it darkly amusing how *angry* Aizen was that Yamamoto had started acting in a morally upright fashion.

As for how overworked everyone is, that will have to wait until after a doggy has been sprayed in the face with a hose like she's been begging for.

#aeiwam #an elephant is warm and mushy #bleach #bleach fanfic

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mystic-orb88 · 4 months

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HAZBIN TRAILER OBSERVATIONS!!

Okay, so this shot tells us a lot about the geography of The Pride Ring. We see that the Hotel’s wayy out, really sending the message that the sheer concepts of hope, redemption, and everything it stands for is outcasted and rejected by the rest of the city. The Clock Tower is in the heart of the city, showing how it is the main cog in the machine. The Porn Studios building on the left, poooossibly the Cannibal Colony or Rosie’s Emporium on the lower right. There’s also a lovely balanced distinction of modernity shown in the absence or presence of neon lights dotting the buildings throughout various districts. This shows that the Sinners prefer to live in conditions similar to those of when they were alive. Heaven, as well as a weird red moon are also visible.

This looks like Cherri’s attacking the Hotel with one Hell of a pyrotechnic display (Seriously, how does one attain such a massive singular smoke bomb??) Possibly because she is aware that Sir Pentious is taking sanctuary there. Luckily Alastor’s Radio Tower looks like it came through unscathed.

Looks like Alastor and Charlie are taking a stroll in the same park in the Prequel comic.

I love how everyone looks so fake and nervous and then Razzle and Dazzle, Charlie’s lil’ protectors/assistants/plushies are just looking so pure and adorable. Actually zoom in on their faces, do it. Also, as soon as you see Husks face, the frame can officially get worse. Also there’s a bag of drugs or.. something on the table, I’m guessing PCP knowing Angel. It bears resemblance to the bag in the pilot.

It’s also here, on the right side of Lucifer. So we now know some sort of celebration was at the Hotel, and Lucifer visited. Decorations are still up.

Travis. What the Hell’s he doin’ there?? Love to see him back for a gag. Also, someone try and read that script. There’s a memo or mail box on the side that is overflowing. This building looks similar to a setting in R2NinjaTurtle’s Valentino Board Animatic. Same with Vox’s Tv Screen Lair Thingy.

Nice shot from the ‘Happy Day in Hell’ Song number of the Cannibal town with a lovely late 1800s-early 1900s theme. Bring back this fashion, or like a cool, modern-inspired version. Please. Also, there’s a lil’ Chimney Sweep who looks like this very Dick Van Dyke-inspired O.C. I drew a while ago (maybe it is him, you decide).

Alastor took the trouble of talking to this nice overlord chap while filming this nice man who is in the process of committing unspontaneous combustion.

This shrunken voodoo head is here, while Alastor and a nice lady with a dead fox scarf and an oversized version of Voldemort’s wand repurposed as a cane are in the background.

Just appreciation for how perfectly this frame captures their personalities.

Charlie: You’re doing awesome, my script is great, isn’t it? I’m so happy at this moment.

Vaggie: I’m too tired for this crud.

Angel: I’ve read some real interesting scripts in my time but none as terrible as this one. Also someone get me outta this coat, it’s filthy an’ it reeks of the 40’s.

Niffty: *gremlin* Seriously, stop looking at him like that girl.

Husk: How the f*** did I end up here?? It’ll all be over soon.

Alastor. How to sit like a sir while plotting unavoidable carnage.

Pentious: Lollypop, lollypop oohh lolly lollypop, lolly pop, lolly pop- WHERE DID HIS HAT EYE GO?? WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT IT?? IS IT LIKE AN EXTENSION OF HIMSELF, LIKE HOW ALASTOR CAN MAKE HIS MICROPHONE DISAPPEAR UP HIS SLEEVE??

Nothing much about this one, it’s just one of my favourite frames in the trailer. I absolutely love how expressively and awesomely animated Alastor is here. Really captures his theatrical tone. And we get a snippet of Rosie’s voice!! Also the song is FIREE. It will hit so hard when it comes out and further context is given.

#hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #angel dust #Vaggie hazbin hotel #niffty hazbin hotel #alastor the radio demon #lucifer morningstar hazbin hotel #cherri hazbin hotel #rosie hazbin hotel #sir pentious #husk hazbin hotel #travis hazbin hotel #valentino hazbin hotel #Observations #chimney sweep #grey lead pencil #sketches

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telekinetictrait · 8 months

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"Here am I the creature you made through your loving; by your passion you created the thing that I am. Who are you to deny me the right to love?" (The Well of Loneliness – Radclyffe Hall, 1928)

remember how i said that styles in the 1910s were moving towards comfort? yeah, take that and multiply it by ten, and you've got the 1920s. the quintessential flapper girl is the queen of this era, with her short skirts and shorter hair, but that wasn't the only thing that marked the decade. silhouettes became "boxier", and moved towards androgyny (well, as close to androgyny as possible). some women were even wearing pants – in their day to day lives! like many other trends, the hemlines of skirts would reach their shortest in the middle of the decade, before slowly falling back down again. cloche hats were all the rage, but many women went hatless instead to show off their new short hairdos! in many ways, the carefree nature of this era was a direct response to the brutality of world war one and the despair of the spanish flu. having faced death, the new generation spurned prior social taboos, showing that off through their fashion.

1800's / 1900-1909 / 1910-1919

cc links under the cut

see my resources page for genetics!

mabel : waxesnostalgic's small brimmed hat with roses / simsfromthepast's 1920s lace dress / waxesnostalgic's french heel mary janes

mckinley : waxesnostalgic's early cloche / rusty's tie ribbon blouse / oydis' joan skirt / plumbjam's wool leggings / simtone's oxford heels

merope : the-melancholy-maiden's 1920's wavy faux bob / ladybolet's old hollywood eyeshadow (tsr download) / its-adrienpastel's solitaire dress / waxesnostalgic's french heel mary janes

mhairi : meghewlett's poppy hair / emmastillsims' white long pearls curbs recolor / missrubybird's casual 20s ensemble recolors (NOTE: the link to the shirt mesh is broken!!! use this one)

mickey : s4simomo's missed oppotunity hat (download here) / buzzardly28's high school years hair made bgc / ladybolet's old hollywood eyeshadow (tsr download) / curbs jacket (Chaqueta_BraceAcc_2) / waxesnostalgic's cuban heel mary janes

mjellma : okruee's verona hair / needleworkreve's garbo eyeshadow / crypticsim's cloud blush / rusty's salvatore necklace / happylifesims' party fur coat / its-adrienpastel's caprisol dress / ohwiepowie's only a little bruised knees / charlene heels (tsr download)

mladenka : retropixels' chorus curls hair / happylifesims' miss fisher hat + outfit

moxie : hezzasims' pennyroyal cloche hat / okruee's paris hair / happylifesims' 1920s day dress #3 / waxesnostalgic's cuban heel mary janes

murigen : simmister's maxified franzi hair / historysims4's mrs. hat + not so formal dress + cute comfly shoes

myrtle : simmister's maxified caitlyn hair / linzlu's middy top (download here or here) / missrubybird's simlaughlove skirt recolor / waxesnostalgic's cuban heel mary janes

thanks to @waxesnostalgic @simsfromthepast @oydis @simtone @the-melancholy-maiden @its-adrienpastel @meghewlett @emmastillsims @missrubybird @buzzardly28 @okruee @needleworkreve @crypticsim @happylifesimsreblogs @hezzasims @simmister @historysims4 and @linzlu

#my sims #sims 4 lookbook #ts4 lookbook #sims 4 1920s lookbook #ts4 1920s lookbook #ts4 1920s #sims 4 1920s #223 years #cc finds #historical #1920s

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royaibrainrot · 7 months

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Got bored and was looking at 1900’s FMA era wedding dresses and now I need someone to draw these two as married Royai

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#like it’s so them vibes #feirce yet elegant #I also just love fashion and love seeing people utilize period clothing in their fanart #maybe I will learn to draw dresses just to recreate this #fma #fmab #royai #riza hawkeye #roy mustang #fullmetal alchemist #grace rambles

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hazbinfallinginaspiral · 1 day

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Okay, Retro Reader gets caught plotting to kill Alastor. I mean if they are gonna try to kill Val at first.... Vox is basically Obsessed with Alastor... he will be see as a threat. Would Vox try to completely shut that down, would it become a couples thing for them?

Alastor would immediately pull out the adoption papers. Bloody thirsty but otherwise well-mannered? Adopted. To Retros dismay, of course. Alastor seems to have a fondness for people like them, especially Niffty- both are obsessive and crazed housewives, Retro is just calmer and sweeter. More reasonable.

Anyway, Retro probably adores Alastors radio and his radio show. First time he started broadcasting again? They were listening every day. Then they found out he had history with Vox, and… well, they tracked Alastor down. Alastor took one look at the angry person at the door and just grinned. He Knew. Retro can’t take on an Overlord in a serious fight, but Alastor is actually quite amused, so they end up doing pretty well. He doesn’t want to hurt them too badly, after all.

Retro grows a bit frustrated (very angry) and takes another stab at him. At this point Alastor has taken the most hits he’s had in a while- all minor, of course. Keep in mind, witty back and forth banter has been ensuing this entire time.

“You seemed to be a nice fellow, it’s a shame I have to kill you.”

“You seem to be an interesting individual, it’s a shame I have to die.”

“I quite enjoy your radio show, I’m going to miss listening to it in the evenings.”

“You have excellent tastes, my dear! Quite unique indeed.”

“You’re the only one who plays jazz music when I’m preparing dinner for my darling husband.”

“Well, I’m flattered you enjoy my show so much. It’s always a joy to meet a fan. Is your husband a fan as well?”

“Ha! Vox? No, not at all, he stopped listening ages ago!”

“Wait- Vox?”

And then it’s click into place. Alastor would grin even wider because it’s so perfect. He ends up sorting things out with Retro, and upon learning he’s aroace, Retro is much more civil about the situation. They recognize Alastor has no interest in Vox like that, and they’re back to being polite again. Vox was probably watching the entire thing on camera, enjoying every moment, knowing Retro wasn’t in any real danger even when trying to kill the Radio Demon.

So anyway, Alastor and Retro would definitely end up being gossip buddies. They get together with Rosie for tea all the time. All The Time. Rosie and Retro will use slang and he’ll be so confused.

Vox wouldn’t be anticipating the shift in Retros relationship to Al at all. He’s actually a little disappointed that the attempted murder didn’t last longer. He’s mostly annoyed that Alastor has the audacity to talk to his wife and give tips on fashion and food- how dare he criticize them! They’re perfect! Retro doesn’t mind at all. Vox ends up taking it as an opportunity to get information on Alastor, except it doesn’t work out too well.

Retro knows both modern and old slang, so they end up talking with a lot of early 1900’s slang after meeting with Alastor. Which is incomprehensible to Vox, since he’s all about change and has probably forgotten most of it by now. He is pleased that Retro is calling him their ‘beau’, though. He has no idea what to make of it, but that one stuck pretty well, and he enjoys the endearing name.

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