I’m reminded of that post about how goths and people who wear only lots of pink are actually the same because “wearing only one color” is a specific choice in opposition to just looking Normal
I’m flying to a friend’s wedding today, and I recently acquired from my neighborhood free page a very pretty vintage suitcase in like a brocade upholstery texture in all of my good colors, so of course I needed a coordinated airport outfit à la Midge Maisel. You guys don’t know me, but I usually dress very put together, in what my sister calls Outfits, with a capital O to distinguish it from just wearing clothes. And since getting a full time job I’ve been slowly adding to my collection of vintage and 50’s-vibes clothes, because I just really like that aesthetic (my bridesmaid dress for the wedding is a vintage tea dress I got from Etsy. The fabric is in great condition but I had to reinforce pretty much every seam with my sewing machine, because the structural integrity of the original thread was breaking down, so that was an interesting learning experience).
All of which is to say that I Dressed Up for the airport in a vintage-y outfit that coordinates perfectly with some of the colors of my suitcase, and my hair is curled, and I have a vintage leather purse that my grandma gave me that matches her watch that I’m wearing and the shoes she bought me last summer at the same vintage store that my skirt came from, and a teenage-ish girl with whatever you call the 2023 teenage equivalent of emo/punk vibes, like the dark maroon mullet and not a lot of makeup and dark comfy clothes but like, very on purpose, told me I look cool when I walked past on the way to security
And like, she Gets It! We have different fashion goals but I think we put a similar degree of intention into the way we look compared to just wearing regular clothes. Which is cool! It’s validating. Not that I really need validation, but it’s always nice to get compliments, of course. And the way I dress is really not terribly distinctive most of the time, other than being Outfits and a little dressier than maybe the norm is, like I think most people who see me one time in passing would see that I look Nice but not necessarily see it as a cultivated Look. But punk mullet girl gets it.
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Drabble Day 10: Fire
Prompt from @deancaskiss 's drabble challenge.
Dean pulled the late shift for keeping watch, and now the first few pink rays of the sunrise peak out over the horizon, only to be swallowed up by the fog at the top of the mountain. The fog is thick, almost looks like smoke, except it's pure white and almost dreamy looking, like cartoon clouds, pillowy soft.
Cas the insomniac is here too, propped next to Dean, their feet stretched out toward the dying campfire. Dean could be cold, except his arm is pressed up against Cas's, their legs nearly touching.
"Is that... something you wanna do? Date a guy?" He tilts his head to look over at Cas, thoughtful in the morning light.
"I... think so. Do you?"
Dean waits for it, the vice in his chest to make him want to shut this conversation down, but it doesn't come.
"Honestly? My longest relationships have been Sam and..." That quasi-relaxed feeling evaporates. "...you."
Cas's eyes jump to the side--to Dean--and then skirt away again. "I... know what you mean. Of course, I've known my siblings for millenia."
Dean huffs, elbows him. "Show off."
Cas picks right back up though, turning toward Dean.
"--but you're... different. It feels like I've known you just as long. Longer, even."
They're making eye contact now, too little and too much.
"Yeah." Is this it? Is this fucking it? He swallows hard. "Have you ever thought about...?" He chickens out of saying it, and chickens out of gesturing at Cas too, so his hand just looks like it twitches in his lap.
Cas blinks a few times, then lands on, "...have you?"
For some fucking reason, that makes Dean crack. He laughs, tilting his head back against the tree; the bark bites into his scalp, but it feels good, like scratching an itch.
"God, this is so fucking high school. Might as well pass you a note. Check yes or no."
Hesitantly, Cas's fingers brush Dean's sleeve. When Dean turns, Cas's eyes are right there, big and round and blue--and scared. "Yes."
The kiss starts slow, but it warms Dean straight through, down his spine, down to the ground, still cool beneath him.
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NO SERIOUSLY THE SMILE CAN BE SOMETHING SO SPECIAL... because the concept originates in violence, intended as a last resort when you're cornered, a psychological bluff that might give you the upper hand... so for Arakawa to be able to recontextualize that as part of how his family communicates (along the lines of what we've talked about with regard to their language) is really something.
Especially because like, while he has varying degrees of success instilling the concept into his men, it's pretty safe to say they would all know what a smile from him means, right? They're family to him. So if there's this mix of Arakawa starting to smile more around Jo subconsciously and Jo picking up on it, maybe there's this period of consciously pulling back and of not wanting to read too much into it, respectively...
But Eventually it's this wordless affirmation of Jo having a place in Arakawa's family. Maybe he can't really put it into words in a way that doesn't make Jo feel awkward (I mean, he can't even manage that with Ichiban, much less someone with issues around that as deep-seated as Jo's, right). But he can do that much.
And I know I KNOW this bitch never has any reasons to smile but if Jo ever smiled back..................................
Anyway. Happy birthday to your bro and I'm glad you had a good day yesterday! You deserve it :) Come to think of it, my dad was born in July... and my Bestie Group Chat (ft. my friend who initially encouraged me to get over myself and send you an ask lol) was founded on Tsutsumi's birthday...
THAT'S WHAT IM SAAAAYING LIKE FUCK MAN it can be something SO personal and something SO confusing at first so when everything Clicks....... bruvv.....
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