#of accessories they wear or if they choose to button their shirt fully or not or etc. etc. I like the constraints of 'okay everyone has to

[transgenderteensurvivalguide]

do you have any tips for subtly looking more masculine? I can’t fully transition now because I’m a minor in a confirmed to be transphobic household, and if you have any suggestions that would be amazing

Lee says:

You can try starting slowly incorporating more masculine-styled women's clothing into your wardrobe. This is usually a gradual process anyway since it can take time to save up enough money to purchase enough new shirts/pants/shoes etc. to fully replace your current wardrobe, especially if you're working part-time as a babysitter, dog-walker, etc.

Clothes that are more structured or straight-cut, like button-down shirts or straight-leg pants, can help create a more traditionally masculine silhouette. Layering with hoodies or jackets can also be effective. You can sometimes find these things styled as "boyfriend" clothes, and you can tell your parents that it's the current trend/style. You can see our post on finding masculine clothing in the women's section here.

Another easy change is dropping the accessories. That means not wearing feminine necklaces/earrings/bracelets/hairbands, not painting your nails, etc. It's easy to say you want to keep things basic and sporty and that's why you're going without the accessories. Wearing a neutral watch or a smart watch is another accessory to consider instead of a thin-strapped "women's watch" if you wear watches at all that is.

You can see our post on purse alternatives here since bags are often the biggest practical change in the accessory category. Not carrying a purse when you hang out with your friends in the mall, go out on a trip, etc is obviously a high-impact change to make.

If possible, choose a haircut that's more typically masculine. Shorter haircuts, or styles that are longer on the top and shorter on the sides, can subtly change your appearance. If you use a female reference for your photo when you show your parents what you want they may not suspect anything. You can see our post on convincing your parents to let you get a haircut without coming out here.

If a haircut isn’t possible, consider styles like pulling your hair back in a low bun or wearing hats. If you're Black, cornrows, box braids, and locs are styles that can be gender neutral depending on how you wear them. There's a few links on that here.

There are also things you can do to come across as subtly more masculine without buying anything at all.

Sometimes, adopting a more traditionally masculine posture and body language can make a difference. This doesn't usually have a big impact on passing, but it can help you feel better about yourself and boost your self-confidence and reduce dysphoria, and it's something that your family may not notice because it's easy to alter when you're with them. You can see a post about masculine body language here.

Similarly, you can try voice training and practice speaking in a slightly lower tone or in a more monotone style, which is often perceived as more masculine. Be careful not to strain your voice, though, and maybe avoid doing it while you're with your family. You can see a post about voice training here.

Engaging in exercises that build upper body strength can also help in achieving a more masculine physique. Focus on workouts that target the shoulders, back, and arms. You can often do body weight workouts at home in your room without needing a gym membership or specialized exercise equipment.

Find a support system, whether it's friends, online communities, or a counselor/therapist, who understand and support your gender identity. This can provide a safe space to express yourself and explore your identity. It can help to have other friends who are also masculine to feel like you're not isolated.

Observing and adopting some masculine behavioral cues, like how men typically occupy space or interact in social settings, can also be a subtle way to express masculinity, but you want to be careful that you're not imitating toxic masculinity / obnoxious guys. Similarly, engaging in hobbies or interests that are stereotypically masculine can be a subtle way to align with male peers, but always choose activities that genuinely interest you and you can probably find other guys out there who are also interested in the things you already care about to be friends.

The above suggestions are all things that you can do without your parents necessarily noticing. Binding is something that may not be subtle depending on your chest size, so while it is possible to sometimes bind in front of family without them noticing (saying it's a sports bra, for example) I would recommend keeping your binder in your backpack and only changing into it at school in the bathroom / at a friend's house / in a public bathroom when you're out with friends but not family, etc. unless you really are wearing only a single well-fitting sports bra. You can see more about buying a binder and that whole process in this post.

It's harder to be seen as masculine or male when you're pre-medical transition and not passing which means people often have to "overcompensate" by being more masculine than they would otherwise choose to be, but as always, I'd like to note that it can be possible to pass as male / be masculine while doing any of the things I recommended changing!

So while I might advise someone who wants to come off as more masculine "don't paint your nails" for example, that is a general rule and doesn't mean that you have to follow those guidelines if you're really passionate about painting your nails. You can always choose whatever gender expression you're comfortable with. There are plenty of guys who wear nail polish and otherwise come across as masculine or who are recognized as men. It's important to remember that masculinity is diverse and there's no one right way to be masculine.

Followers, any other tips on performing subtle masculinity that won't make transphobic parents suspicious?

#Lee says #closeted #masculinity #parents m #unsupportive family m

[lets-get-kraken-boys]

I don't mean to be mean or rude but there were these people in my class who were wearing like REALLY revealing clothes and I've gotten an idea: How would yandere class 1A react to the reader who's usually an introvert suddenly wearing really revealing clothing since she wants to be noticed and doesn't want to be viewed as an introvert anymore? Tbh, this is actually what I'm thinking rn... it's like if I want to be noticed in my college these days, that's the step I'll have to take but I don't feel comfortable wearing such revealing clothes

~#~#~#~ Just a happy reminder that everyone is allowed to wear whatever they want, whenever they want! You can wear t-shirts, sweatpants, miniskirts, high heels, platforms, formal dresses, boxers, thongs; you can even walk around naked! I wouldn't recommend being fully nude outside, but you do you. Anyways, clothes don't determine who you are or what you identify as! ~#~#~#~

Also, I know you wrote Reader in your ask as female identifying (she/her), but I am going to continue writing them as gender neutral! Let me know if you have a problem with that.

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So, for starters, let's talk about the school days. Since the uniforms are pretty standard, it's a little hard to spruce them up to be "skimpier". If you choose to wear the women's uniform, you could pull up the skirt further up your hips so the hem brushes the tops of your thighs. Could even doll yourself up with a few accessories in your hair, on the clothes, or even some jewelry. If you choose to wear the men's uniform, you could pull a Bakugo by not wearing the tie or unbutton the top few buttons of your uniform. Show a little cleavage (both pecs and boobs can have cleavage. I don't discriminate between cleavage; all types are delicious 🤤). Paint your nails, wear some makeup; anything you can really!

Now, since most of the class keeps a close eye on you 24/7, they're gonna notice every little thing you do to yourself. From the way you wear your hair, to the shoes you skip down the halls in, to the exact scents you use for your shampoo and body sprays; nothing is secret to them. So, when they notice for the first time that your skirt's riding a little higher than normal, or they're getting a face full of your pec cleavage, their minds are flying all over the place. Everyone is going to have their eyes unconsciously drift to you every so often, or they're on you all the time.

Izuku and Uraraka are just blushing up a storm. Deku cannot stop looking at you—or, rather, your exposed skin. He swears he doesn't mean to be a pervert! You just look...so soft. It's killing him. He just wants to nuzzle up to you and forget the school day all together. When you try to talk to him throughout the day, he's just a ball of stutters, nervous giggles, and never-ending mumbles. But as soon as you turn your back, he is writing in his notebook, scribbling outfits that show the same amount (or even more) skin you're showing now that he believes you would look ethereal in. He also cannot stop writing things along the lines of 'They look so cute.', 'I can't look at them again! It's too much!', and 'How can I tell them how I feel when seeing them like this makes me forget my words?'

Ochaco's no better. She can't stop thinking about how sweet your thighs look. And how when you sit down, your skirt rides even higher up. You're such a little tease, can you even fathom what you're doing to her?! She's losing her mind; she's practically two seconds away from getting down on one knee and proposing to you right now. She's sighing in a puppy love manor, writing her name and your name together in the last page of her notebook. She's drawing little stick figures that are supposed to be you and her kissing, holding hands, hugging, basically doing everything together. Hearts and sparkles drawn in a pink glittery gel pen are everywhere on the page of art she has dedicated to you.

Some people are a little more uptight than others COUGH COUGH Iida COUGH COUGH and are gonna hound you throughout the day. The second you walk into the class, he is all over you. Iida's stuttering something about fixing your attire, something about how you are in a professional academy and you can't walk around looking like that and blah blah blah. Everything that is coming out of his mouth is just a flimsy coverup to try and hide the rapidly spreading blush seeping across his cheeks. How can you do this to him?!?! As the class president, he is ashamed of how he can't stop his eyes from drifting all across your body, but he can't stop. He desperately tries to focus on your adorable face, but he doesn't know how much longer he can keep up the façade of being a proper gentleman.

His commotion to your attire draws the attention of the rest of your friends. The room is then split between a mixture of squeals and yelling, and dead silence.

Across the class, Todoroki is falls quieter than usual. It's unnerving, he's acting like how he was the first few weeks of class, aloof and unapproachable. On the outside, he doesn't show much (what's new), but on the inside it's simultaneously a raging typhoon and a fervent volcanic eruption all at once. He feels his body heat up to a scorchingly dangerous level, and drop to a frost-biting chill in a matter of seconds. Shoto's poor brain can't wrap around what he's seeing. His darling, his everything, is fully on display (you are nowhere near that level, you're just showing a tiny amount more of skin LOL) for his eyes to see. It's like he's reached nirvana. He feels all warm and fuzzy inside, though his outside is still a staggering contrast of temperatures.

Bakugo cannot decide whether to be angry at you or angry at his idiot classmates. As he finally breaks his gaze from you, he watches the class's faces shift into hunger and desire and he decides. Yep. He's angrier at them than he is at you. But he understands where their desire is coming from. He's in the same sinking boat. He wants to look at your forever; say 'fuck it' to the lessons that day, scoop you into his arms, and run back to the dorms to hide you away for only him to see. He feels his palms heat up and leak sweat like a faucet from both the anxiety of how gorgeous you look and from the aggression of wanting to beat everyone around him into pulps for daring to peek at what’s his. He yells at everyone to stop their clamoring, shoving his face down to stare at the desk instead of your fucking cute nervous expression.

Kirishima is slack-jawed, heart-eyed. The real life combination of these two emojis: 😳😍. He's literally dying to feel how soft your skin is as he scans your body over and over again. It's like a song on repeat in his mind, encouraging his eyes to soak up as much of you as he can, forcing him to do it all over again multiple times. He feels like a cringy and awkward middle schooler seeing the contents of a pervy magazine, or a semi-naked person, for the first time. Then, it hits him. Kirishima isn't alone in seeing this newfound expanse of your body. As soon as that registers in his mind, he flips on a 180° and wants nothing more than to pull your skirt down or button your shirt himself. He wants to protect you from the disgusting eyes gaping at you. Kirishima snaps his jaw closed and bites his lip to keep in the growl forming at the back of his throat. His mind calculates all the people witnessing your beauty. He thinks he wants this image all to himself.

Denki, Sero, and Mina are panting like freaking dogs. They are eating up how you dressed today. Denki is privately thanking whatever god influenced you to dress yourself in this way today. Mina is squealing inside and out, thinking about how she feels like she's the main character in one of those romance manga she reads and how you're dressing like that to catch her attention alone (you’re not, but her theory is what she chooses to believe). Sero can't stop grinning all day because of how sweet you are, dressing in that manor to steal his attention (again, you’re not, but oh well). The two boys might even try to sneak a picture of you, but Mina quickly shuts that behavior down and makes them delete the photos thank goodness for our girlboss.

Tsu, Momo, Jiro, and Hagakure all cannot work up the courage to say how absolutely alluring you look today. Maybe they'll say it in flippant passing, but they cannot put into words how you truly make them feel. They’re antsy and nervously giggling all day whenever you get close, so much so that you think they have a fever. They’re just flustered because you’re stunning. Please don’t take their lack of words negatively! They’re obsessed with you, and that possessiveness clouds their better judgement at times. Secretly, they’re all planning how to successfully sneak into your dorm room and steal an item of your clothes to keep. Tsu and Hagakure are not known as the leading stealth heroes of Class 1-A for nothing~.

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At first, they all thought it was an accident. Maybe you were just a little clumsy dressing yourself this morning! Maybe you're overly stressed and didn't even notice that you're showing more of yourself than you ever have! Yeah, that has to be it.

They only get concerned when you start to dress like this outside of school as well. Don't get them wrong, you look incredible (all of them are constantly drooling at the sight of the amount of skin you are showing off. They want to stroke, caress, pinch, and even bite every bit of it.), but they are worried. Ever since they first met you, you'd been so shy and reserved, so, why are you dressing so provocatively now?

Short skirts, crop tops, low cut shirts, everything under the sun that showed a little more and more was what you suddenly exclusively wore. Again, they know you can wear whatever you want to wear, but what happened to their shy (Y/N)?

A few of the girls sit down with you one day and have a chat about your shift in attire. You explain your dilemma to them, and they resonate with your change in demeanor. It's hard being labeled as one thing, and when you try to branch out to try something different, you’re looked at strangely. The change you choose to make my not be acknowledged in a positive light. They reassure you that they all love the style you're trying out, and how you look to die for, but you do not have to completely change who you are for anyone else.

Being comfortable in your own skin correlates with the clothes you wear that make you feel the most, well, you! If dressing in thinner, smaller fabric is what you enjoy now, then go right ahead! If you find that the former isn't working for you anymore, and you wish to dress in baggier, less attention-catching clothes, rock on. Whatever you wear, they will support you the best they can.

Though, that doesn't stop them from lashing out at creeps who stare at you for a bit too long~

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WHEEW. DAMN! I hope you guys like it. To the asker, I hope I fulfilled what you were looking for! Thank you so much for reading, I hope you have a wonderful day! :)

#ask #anonymous #anime #manga #mha #bnha #x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere mha x reader #yandere bnha x reader #class 1a #class 1a x reader #yandere class 1a x reader #yandere izuku x reader #yandere bakugo x reader #yandere shoto x reader #fanfiction

[arse-crack-thistle]

rwrb characters and their eras tour outfits

so i saw this tiktok asking what we think alex and henry are wearing to the eras tour, so here’s what i think the super six would do if they were all going together (in new york, i assume)…

(in my head they all choose an era and base an outfit on that…probably nora and pez’s idea)

alex - he fights for reputation and wins. i’m thinking black, sparkle, and chains. leather jacket with a black rhinestone snake on the back and a black mesh crop top underneath. black distressed jeans cuffed over combat boots. chains around his neck and hanging from his jacket and pants. thin black sunglasses that he later uses to hold back his curls when the house lights go down. oh and he definitely has the sharpest black eyeliner on his lids.

henry - he has a choice: either live in his reputation era with alex or be his complementary opposite. so he chooses lover. i’m thinking ‘80s high school student with lover energy. light-washed jeans with white chuck taylors. tucked in, a loose-fitted pastel button-up with cuffed sleeves. maybe it has splotches of color or faded butterflies on it…idk some kind of print. on top, a hand painted jean jacket with “london boy” in loopy pink typography on the back. a glitter lover heart around his eye (bc nora insists).

nora - speaking of, i’ll keep this simple for her. a fully identical ring leader costume to what taylor had on the red tour. she may be an irl chaos demon but i think she’s anointed herself the unofficial leader of “super six does eras tour 2k23” so this fit is appropriate for her. i mean she almost made them all wear matching t-shirts like they’re a depressed cishet family at disney world but june talked her down.

june - the queen of fashion herself. this is the trickiest for me bc june wants to do folklore and just wear shortalls and the silver star cardigan to be comfy, but she’ll be damned before she doesn’t match the energy of the others. june goes with evermore and all in on “cowboy like me” to piss alex off since he almost went with rodeo wear. cropped cream fringe jacket with an elegant ivy embroidery on the back and trim. underneath, a bustier and shorts of the same fabric with the same embroidery. of course she’s wearing a cowboy hat, cream with the ivy details. and caramel cowboy boots (rounded toe bc she’s a utility girl). everything but the boots are custom made in austin.

pez - “this night is sparkling! don’t you let it go!” yeah so as soon as he saw taylor in all of her enchanted ballgowns, he knew he had to be her nigerian billionaire glitter prince. and that’s exactly what he does. he commissions a nigerian designer to make a suit and headpiece using akwete fabric in the colors of the speak now era’s visuals. all accented in rhinestones of course. he’s also all about the accessories with a watch, bracelets, necklaces, shoes, and glasses from various luxury brands. he does the absolute most, and everyone loves him for it.

bea - angel is in her midnights era, and i am here for it! bc of bullshit princess rules she couldn’t wear a bodysuit like she wanted. but no matter, she’s still going to shimmer. having not seen anyone do it yet, she literally learns to sew and diy’s a mini dress version of taylor’s yellow dress at the end of the bejeweled music video. it was totally, incredibly frustrating but she nails it! complete with lace, bows, and a little more sparkle, the dress hits so hard. she pairs it with sparkly louboutin boots and replicas of the hair clips and choker she bought off etsy. june helps her do taylor’s hairstyle from the video, while she does the makeup, beauty mark included.

so yeah that’s what i got. what do you think?? bc this is such a fun prompt and i could see each character doing like fifty different things lol <3

#rwrb #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor #firstprince #nora holleran #june claremont diaz #pez okonjo #princess bea #taylor swift #eras tour #red white and royal blue #casey mcquiston #cmq #taylornation #taylor’s version #taylors version #swifties #swifty #swiftie #fearless #speak now #red #1989 #reputation #lover #folklore #evermore #midnights #meet me at midnight #my writing

[r0semirages]

So. I made an RTC swap au!!

It started just with an idea of John Doe!Ricky that I had for a pretty long time, but recently I decided to turn it into something cooler, so I made this whole thing. Maybe I'll sketch their designs later (or at least make picrews of them), but idk how much time it will take. I haven't change some things, like the relationships between some characters, because I thought it wouldn't work very well. But, this isn't fully finished yet, so there's some moments that may be changed in the future.

I imagine this AU more like a play, than a musical and honestly I really don't think that it'll become something serious, cause I'm not that good at writing and creating full stories, so, at least at the moment, it's just for fun. Also, the designs are based on the 2016 cast, but feel free to make your own interpretations with your favorite cast. And maybe someday I'll make them too, we'll see. Anyway, hope y'all enjoy it!! (Pls excuse me if there are any mistakes, english isn't my first language, blah blah blah. Also there are a lot of spoilers for rtc, so if you plan to watch it — don't read further!)

So, first is Penny — the most imaginative girl in town. She's super silly, sometimes awkward and doesn't really have any friends because most people think she's weird. Penny often gets left out or bullied, and she uses escapism to cope with this + all the stuff with her parents, who she didn't get enough love from. Her fantasies is a bit different from the original Ricky's: they don't have a lore, she just makes up random stories to escape from reality and writes them out sometimes. She *definetely* writes fanfiction and probably posts it online. For some reason people find it cool, but no one in the choir knows about it. She's still a Seven-Up fan and she plays the ukulele (that will be used in the new birthday song for Ricky)

I changed her design just a bit, now she wears a lot of accessories, mostly pins (bc I headcanon the og Ricky having them) and it's mostly based on Emily Rohm's Penny, while her personality is more like legoland Penny's.

The next is Ocean — the angriest girl in town. Like the og Mischa, she hates her parents (but in this case they aren't adoptive) and their lifestyle, but instead of becoming the most succesful to prove that she's different from them, this Ocean just becomes a total mess and starts hating everyone. Idk if I will make her like shitty rap about money in autotune, but she definetely has a history of stealing stuff from stores, lol.

Design changes: messy hair; she doesn't have a headband and a tie, her shirt isn't fully buttoned up. She wears a sweater vest over it with a short skirt (a dress, actually).

Then we have Constance — the most succesful girl in town. She's a big nerd and spends a lot of her time studying because she wants to be the best. In general she behaves just like original Ocean and treats Noel like Ocean would treat her in the og musical (they're besties, but not really). She's pretty mean and very ambitious. This Constance doesn't have as much love for her town as the og one and she plans to move out (and become a premier minister of Canada, maybe :p) She's the one to make the final vote in this AU and of course she will choose John Doe/Ricky.

I haven't change a lot of things in the design, but her hair isn't dyed anymore, buns are down, she has a tie and maybe some hairpins. In general she looks a bit more tidy

Next one: Noel — the nicest boy in town. A complete opposite to the og Noel, he doesn't want to change anything in his life and enjoys living in Uranium. He's still super homosexual and has a big crush on Mischa, and, as I've said before he's "best friends" with Constance who treats him like shit and makes jokes about how he's never gonna breed👍🏻 /ref

He's really insecure about himself, but very friendly with everyone else (especially Mischa). He still enjoys all the french stuff, but you know, in a less... horny... way. And his mother is a baker and Noel often helps her in their cafe

He now has a short-sleeved shirt, round glasses and half of his hair is purple (it's also a bit more messy). In general I didn't change a lot in his design, but I made him such an UwU softie boy /j

Then, Mischa — the most romantic boy in town (ah yes, this one is for you, Mischa simps). He's still in love with Talia and his backstory is the same, but instead of becoming an angry rapper, he became a sad romantic guy, who dreams about moving to Ukraine with his (probably non-existing) internet fiancé. He just wants to be happy :(

Design changes: his clothes and hair aren't that messy anymore and he has a black jacket (like the one chance theatre Noel had). Also his nails are usually black or any other dark shade!!

And! Finally! My best creation yet — John Doe!Ricky. Perhaps, the rest of the choir doesn't remember him (well, in fact they do remember him, but it's a different theory and I don't want to bring it here) because he couldn't talk and no one really noticed him. The only person he was pretty close with was Penny, but still, they weren't even friends, they just standed close to each other while the choir was performing and both sat in the back of a rollercoaster when the accident happened. There will be a role-swapped version of the Savannah scene, but I don't know what name should I use instead of Savannah yet (if you have any ideas, please drop them in the comments!! I'll be very grateful)

When he gets choosen by Constance he'll came back to life as Ricky and yes, he WILL remain disabled because I'm a very big Ricky fan + a very big ableism hater, don't expect that shit from me👎🏻👎🏻👎🏻 Also he will still have 14 cats because. Why not. I love cats.

The only thing that will change is the fact that he's a little happier now?? People around him treat him better and he doesn't have to fantasize about fucking cat-people from Zolar to be happy lol. Oh man I'm writing a bit too much about him sorry I just love this guy a lot. Bless his little heart

Finally, about his design: honestly he's just a yassified version of this picture /hj

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Okay, so he has a head stolen from some super swag dressed in a Bowie-like style doll that for some reason was in the warehouse. He has a big purple star around one of his eyes and some parts of his hair are also colorful (purple/blue/pink). His clothes isn't very different, but maybe I'll add some more accesories

Well, that's all atm. I will try my best to make some content for this and keep developing this idea and I really really hope you will like it!

Reblogs/comments/likes are VERY appreciated and again, if you have any recommendations for improving this au I'll be really glad to hear them or just any of your thoughts!!!

Ty for reading (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

#ride the cyclone #rtc #ride the cyclone au #rtc au #swap au #🌀rtc au #🌀stuff i made

[isfjmel-phleg]

Okay, so for instance, there's Kon, whose taste in civilian clothing is surprisingly low-key in comparison to his flashy public image, and Bart, who throws unusual ensembles together and looks fantastic anyway, and Tim, whose taste ranges from preppy-rich-kid looks to sports jerseys with the sleeves cut off. What a character chooses to wear when out of uniform can say a lot about who they are.

Grant's an interesting case because once he acquires his powers he's almost constantly in costume. Even at his trial for destroying Atlanta he doesn't get the courtesy of dressing as a civilian. He's a walking danger to society, and the costume is both a warning to others--he wears the radioactive hazard symbol! and later the biohazard symbol--and a reminder of the role of responsibility he has to take on to justify his existence. It's a burden he has to bear at all times, and so it's seldom that he can fully relax as a normal person.

But nonetheless let's look at his taste in civilian clothing and see what it says about him.

Pre-powers: We are initially introduced to a seemingly very ordinary Grant, and his wardrobe reflects that. His clothing is plain and generic and mostly lacking in color. This is someone who wants to blend in at his new school, someone who lives by a self-imposed system that forbids calling attention to himself until just the right time. The Emersons seem to be of modest means and probably aren't too interested in providing a child who's not really theirs with more than the minimum, so what he has is basic and adequate more than fashionable. The one exception here is the blue button-down over a purple tank that he wears to class while hoping a girl he recently met will notice him. He's allowing himself a pop of color and a glimpse into his interests (the tank has "Asylum Studio" on it--sounds like a band name, although not a real-life band, as far as I can tell) because he wants her to see him. And unfortunately these shirts will get shredded into nothing during a fight in which Grant's powers first fully manifest--just as being Damage will become overpowering to Grant's personal identity. His tastes must take a backseat to the fact that he's a sort of human bomb now.

(Damage #1-2)

New Titans era: After this, we don't see Grant out of costume until his court-mandated time with the Titans. Even then, his civilian wardrobe is limited and seldom seen. He's short on money--his team provides him with room and board but nothing else, and he of course has no adult guardian to support him--so what he has is pretty basic. Jeans. A few different shirts. A suit for formal events (in case of another trial? he ends up wearing it to a funeral). A distinctive brown jacket with quilting on the shoulders. After this gets destroyed, he acquires a very similar one, with the addition of his radioactive symbol on it, and wears it with his uniform frequently. He develops what will become a habit of wearing his uniform with one or two items of civilian clothing (like adding jeans and his jacket but nothing else while traveling on a plane)--he can't fully get away from being Damage, and he doesn't even have the luxury of a secret identity.

He also doesn't wear a lot of color out of uniform. White, blue, brown--shades that don't call attention to himself. There are a few exceptions. The red plaid button-down is worn on an excursion into New York City with Bart and Tara, his first opportunity for recreation in a long time. And the rather preppy orange polo and olive green shorts (paired with surprisingly trendy accessories: sunglasses and an earring we never see again) is worn at the end of his solo when he finally gets an opportunity to connect with his father's godson. Veering outside of his usual bland, limited palette seems to be a visual sign that he's in a good place.

(New Titans #118 / Green Lantern 1990 #59 / Damage #8, 10, 13, 14, 18, 20)

Second Titans era: This is probably the happiest and most stable period of Grant's life, but even so, he is still very seldom out of uniform, and his wardrobe is limited, although more colorful than it has been (he seems to prefer orange, purple, and green). He's still doing the jacket-and-jeans-over-the-uniform thing. While moving into his new room and hanging out with his teammates, he adds a purple button-down over his uniform. He has a new suit; the previous one got torn the last time he wore it.

Ruined clothing tends to be a problem for Grant. Not just because of the intense activity of fights, but because of the nature of his powers. As biokinetic energy builds in him, it increases his muscle mass until expended, at which point he returns to his normal size. So by this point, he's had to learn to find clothing that can accommodate his size changes, which is probably why he gravitates toward loose tanks and oversized button-downs, as he is seen wearing during the camping excursion he takes with Roy and Lian that results in a very emotional conversation and near-explosion.

(Titans 1999 #3, 7, 13, 15, 17, 18, 19)

After this, he takes a hiatus from hero work for a while and then ends up in Canceled Comic Limbo, which means he only makes guest appearances, always in uniform. By the time he joins the JSA as a young adult, he is almost never out of uniform--even at the grocery store! (There are a couple of exceptions--during a date with Sonia and while casually hanging out with his teammates.)

(Justice Society of America 2007 #23 / JSA All-Stars #1)

Much of this is because his uniform now includes a mask that he wears constantly to hide his disfigured face. Being Damage has taken over his life to the point that he feels he physically can't appear as a civilian anymore. He will die in his uniform and presumably be buried in it too.

Even in the current continuity, we still haven't seen him wear anything else.

#comicsposting again #GE: what I do is who I am

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Ultimate Guide to Summer Streetwear Trends in India

Summer in India is synonymous with scorching temperatures and sultry days, but that doesn't mean you have to sacrifice style for comfort. In fact, the summer season is the perfect opportunity to showcase your fashion-forward sensibilities with a range of streetwear trends that are as cool as they are stylish. In this ultimate guide, we'll take a deep dive into the hottest summer street wear trend in India, ensuring you stay on top of your fashion game even in the sweltering heat.

1. Embrace the Power of Prints

Nothing says summer like bold, eye-catching prints, and Indian streetwear enthusiasts are fully embracing this trend. From tropical motifs and floral patterns to geometric designs and tie-dye creations, there's no shortage of options to add a pop of personality to your summer wardrobe. Whether you opt for a printed button-down shirt, a statement-making pair of shorts, or a vibrant dress, embracing the power of prints is a surefire way to stand out in the crowd.

2. Elevate Your Basics with Statement Pieces

While basics are a staple in any wardrobe, summer is the perfect time to elevate them with statement pieces that add an extra dose of flair. Think oversized graphic tees with bold slogans, distressed denim jackets adorned with patches and pins, and statement accessories like chunky chains and colorful headscarves. By mixing and matching basics with standout pieces, you can effortlessly elevate your summer streetwear game and turn heads wherever you go.

3. Keep It Cool with Breathable Fabrics

When the mercury rises, staying cool becomes a top priority, and choosing the right fabrics is key to achieving that goal. Lightweight and breathable fabrics like cotton, linen, and jersey are your best bet for beating the heat while staying stylish. Whether you're rocking a breezy cotton tee, a relaxed linen shirt, or a flowy jersey dress, opting for breathable fabrics will ensure you stay comfortable and cool even on the hottest of days.

4. Experiment with Gender-Neutral Fashion

Gender-neutral fashion continues to gain momentum in the world of streetwear, and India is no exception. Breaking free from traditional gender norms, gender-neutral clothing offers a sense of inclusivity and freedom of expression that resonates with a wide range of individuals. From oversized silhouettes and unisex cuts to gender-neutral color palettes and versatile accessories, experimenting with gender-neutral fashion allows you to explore your personal style without limitations.

5. Accessorize Like a Pro

No summer streetwear look is complete without the perfect accessories to tie it all together. From statement sunglasses and bucket hats to chunky sneakers and crossbody bags, the right accessories can take your outfit from ordinary to extraordinary in an instant. Additionally, don't be afraid to experiment with jewelry, scarves, and belts to add a personalized touch to your ensemble and showcase your unique sense of style.

6. Champion Sustainability

As awareness about environmental issues continues to grow, sustainability has become a key consideration in the world of fashion. From eco-friendly fabrics and ethical manufacturing practices to second-hand shopping and clothing rental services, there are plenty of ways to champion sustainability in your summer streetwear wardrobe. By making conscious choices about the brands you support and the garments you purchase, you can do your part to reduce your environmental footprint while still staying stylish and on-trend.

In conclusion, summer streetwear trends in India offer a plethora of options to stay stylish and comfortable in the sweltering heat. Whether you're embracing bold prints, elevating your basics with statement pieces, or experimenting with gender-neutral fashion, there's no shortage of ways to showcase your personal style and make a fashion statement this summer. So go ahead, embrace the sun, and let your style shine bright on the streets of India.

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How to identify a good-quality Garment?

The popularity of fast fashion and its global reach are extremely harmful to people, animals, and the environment. It's past time to pay more attention to the quality of the clothes we buy and plan for a more sustainable fashion future.

 Because of fast fashion's overproduction and overconsumption of cheaply made clothing, consumers regard clothing as a disposable commodity.

 We can influence change in the global textile and apparel industry in India as consumers. When we choose to buy and wear high-quality clothing, we reduce our social and environmental impact.

 Valuable fabrics are more likely to be produced sustainably and humanely for textile factory workers.

 Fitting of the Garment

An ill-fitting garment can be extremely inconvenient, so make certain that you are spending your money on a product that meets your needs. Sizes and heights can differ from one brand to the next. Because measurements are still mostly taken by hand, custom-made dresses may not fit properly.

 As a result, be aware of the applicable margin of error and whether you are comfortable with it or not. When you order a new shirt to be sewed or a blazer to be stitched, specify your tolerance range for the garment dimensions.

 Quality & functioning of Garment accessories

The stylish outfits that set you apart from the crowd also include stylized accessories such as press studs, ribbons, buttons, and zippers. Therefore, ensure that they are made of standard products in order to be fully operational in the long run. A broken button or zipper can render your cool Christmas jacket completely useless.

 You can conduct some on-site tests to ensure that these accessories are properly attached to the garments and are long-lasting.

 ·         Elasticity: Stretch the straps and electric bands to look for potential damage in the elastic fibre or stitching. Check that the products have adequate elasticity.

·         Pull test: Simply pull on the accessory for about ten seconds to see if it is securely fastened to your dress. You can also zip and unzip the garment several times to ensure that components such as the slider, teeth, tape, insertion pin, and starter box are in good working order.

·         Fatigue test: This inspection procedure applies to garments that close with buttons or snaps. To ensure no breakage, button and unbutton the shirt or overcoat around 50 times.

 The Garment Labelling

Clothing companies are required by law to provide specific information about their products on their labels. You can make an educated decision about the quality of the clothes based on these parameters. So, keep an eye out for details such as-

 Care and Washing Instructions

Country where the Garment is produced

Fibre content

Brand Information

Style numbers

Sustainable product

Flammable product

Manufacturer identity

 Capability of the outfit to prevent virus transmission

Mold and microbial colonies can grow on a variety of textile materials. Viruses thrive in extreme weather conditions in both summer and winter. As a result, it is critical that you choose clothing that can help prevent such transmissions.

 Seam pattern of the dress

Stylists wear clothes that are visually dynamic and require precise and acute stitching procedures. The quality of a great shirt or a long skirt is heavily influenced by how the individual fabric pieces are sewn together. So, before adding them to your collection, make sure the clothing you choose has neat and secure seams and not sloppy stitches.

 Linings of the Apparel

Apparel lining improves its appearance and increases the product's lifespan. Linings are also important in ensuring that the outer shell of the outfit has minimal contact with your skin oil and sweat.

 Linings make it easier to have a dress that fits perfectly and does not become baggy over time. You should also be aware of the fabric used by the manufacturers for the lining. In this case, using a strong, antistatic material is the best option. You could choose a fabric that is most comfortable for your skin.

 Outfit Pockets

Whether you choose ready-made or custom-made dresses, make sure the pockets are the proper length. Also, make certain that a neat stitching process is used to reinforce the opening.

 Clothing Transparency

When choosing lightweight or transparent products, make sure they are not easily ripped or damaged. Because these products are made with fewer fibres, they must be made with high-quality textile materials. It is also a wise decision to purchase clothing with an embroidered or perforated design.

 Warranty of the Garment

Specific warranty periods and garment exchange policies may differ between companies. Furthermore, a reasonable warranty period indicates that the manufacturers are confident in the product's longevity.

 So, there you have it! You should know how to identify a good quality Garment now that you've read this far. Then, go ahead and choose your favourite dresses to create a look that complements your unique and extraordinary personality!

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We looked through the highlights of the best men's winter fashion 2023 presentations for autumn/winter 2022/2023 to identify the&nbsp;trends that are worth investing in as we brought in a new stylish season. These&nbsp;men's must-haves will keep you warm this fall, from outerwear to accessories. Winter Men's Fashion 2023! We predict that stripes and checks will be the most well-liked prints for men's clothing in 2022. To keep on top of this trend, choose a few shirts with these prints, whether they are traditional male t-shirts or men's button-down shirts. We have some&nbsp;essential colors for Men's FW22, and in these anxious times, calming cool blue and green tones become more significant, and traditional autumnal colors appear. With deep and mid-tone peacock blue, light periwinkle, and clinical cobalt, FW22 Blues adopt a more sophisticated expression.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Winter Style Men in 2023! Pick fabrics with more weight and density, including corduroy, wool, flannel, or fleece. Wearing a pair of lined pants with built-in bottom layers is an alternative that you might consider. You might even try the opposite strategy and get a pair of winter pants to wear on top of your regular pants. Because they will keep the wind and rain out and make men's fashion 2023. The four most popular styles or cuts of men's jeans are straight legs, tapered legs, slim fit, and skinny. The straight leg is one of the most conventional of them. Men’s Casual Winter Fashion! If you have a solid balance of smart and casual pieces, casual winter apparel might be classified as smart casual. You could put on an oxford collar button-down shirt, a textured jacket, wool chinos, etc. Do you aware that there are various types of casual men's winter fashion? Like, as it can be worn in nearly any setting, business casual is my particular preference. Anywhere, you heard that right. When wearing casual clothing in men's fashion 2023 is the norm. Having this kind of versatility might be useful if you wish to dress nicely and tastefully. Male Winter Outfits! Men's fashion 2023 is all about adding eye-catching designs and vibrant hues to your everyday wardrobe. Bold colors like incandescent yellow, acid green, and blue take center stage. Don't panic; rather than fully replacing our cozy neutrals. These vibrant hues are accentuating them for the best of men's winter fashion 2023. Winter Collection for Men's Fashion 2023! Greetings from the 1980s and 1990s! If you find it disconcerting to consider that trends from the 1990s are being mined for trend inspiration, you're not alone. Fashion is cyclical, frequently to the extreme. Large, well-known companies like L.L. Bean, which is still very famous today, brought back the 1990s with archive collections last year, and these retro looks won't be going away any time soon. Strange Things and Quiksilver Hawkins's Jacket! This Quiksilver jacket in men's fashion 2023 is as genuine as they get because it was taken directly from the brand's 1986 archive. Given that Quiksilver and the show directly collaborated on Stranger Things, you could have even noticed that it made a cameo in the most recent season. Saddle Up In Western Clothing for Men! In 2023, return to the Wild West. You need to go back in order to move forward in matters of style, and you don't need a Delorean to achieve it. Western clothing for men is one of the designs that combine functionality and toughness in a large manner, much like the rough menswear renaissance of the mid-aughts. https://gupshupworld.com/?p=21175&feed_id=693

#MensFashion #bestmen039swinterfashion2023 #WinterMen039sFashion #WinterStyleMen

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How to Wear a Cuban Link Chain

How to Wear a Cuban Link Chain 

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 A Cuban link chain is one of those rare particulars that speaks for itself. There's no need to explain the meaning, origin, or significance of Cuban links everybody formerly knows! They ’ve seen Scarface, they know hipsterism- hop, and there’s nothing further to be said. 

 Still, wearing a Cuban link chain the right way is n’t always tone- explained. There are certain outfits, settings, and situations where Cuban links are the perfect accessory- and others that just feel out of place. 

 

 To apply the power of the Cuban choker, you may profit from a quick assignment in style, plus some hands- on experience wearing these fabulous links for yourself. 

 Then’s all you need to know about how to wear a Cuban link chain rightly to maximize your look every time you leave the house. 

 

 The Right Size 

 There’s a straightforward way to mess up your Cuban link look from the launch, and that’s to wear a choker that’s too big or small. Let’s face it you ’re not a member of Run DMC, and unless you ’re formerly a megastar, you probably wo n’t be wearing a massive, large chain anytime soon. 

 The biggest chain applicable to wear is generally no bigger than 10 mm thick and 24 elevation long, so aim slightly under those measures to hit the sweet spot. 

 

 On the other end of the diapason, a chain that’s too short and slim might not deliver the punch you want from the Cuban link experience. 

 immaculately, these chains will hang right above the center of the casket and fit the proportion of your outfits without throwing effects out of balance. 

The Right Outfit 

What’s the point in wearing a precious, flashy Cuban link chain if you ’re not going to put any trouble into the rest of your look? If you want to rock some Cubans, let that motivate you to get your style together in a broader sense, and you ’ll make a much stronger print. 

 

 Keep in mind that your shirt will draw further attention when a chain draws the eye to your casket area, so concentrate on upgrading your vestments with quality accoutrements that round the color and texture of the links. 

 Neutral colors like white, black, blue, and slate will make any Cuban links look great, and do n’t be hysterical to subcaste with an undershirt and button- down. Follow that up with some formal jeans or chinos that fit well and match the sophisticated road style you want. 

 

 Wearing Cuban links is each about knowing the difference between dressing casually and underdressing fully. Also, try to avoid overdressing with a Cuban chain because this jewelry style isn't meant to be worn with high- end suits and formalwear. 

With that in mind, you can wear Cuban links with upmarket outfits as long as you keep the vibe kindly

 casual and concentrate on quality from head to toe. 

 The Right Accessories 

 When you wear Cuban links around your neck, it'll be a show- breach. But what about other accessories that can round those intricate links and complete the look? 

 Flash back that a choker is only one piece of thepuzzle.However, it’s time to step it up in the other orders like irons, rings, If you ’re a joe. 

 

 You do n’t want to overstate the bling, especially if you ’re just exploring jewelry for the first time. So it’s all about easing into your new look and subtle pieces then and there until you have a solid lineup of particulars to choose from. 

 One pro tip stick with a single color scheme when starting your collection. With a tableware Cuban link chain as the centerpiece, you ’ll know to look away for tableware, platinum, or white gold. This will help you coordinate your aesthetics with ease and avoid gratuitous clashes. 

 The Right Setting 

You ’re getting the idea of how to wear Cuban links, but style is also about setting and situation. Some scripts are perfect for sporting your biggest, baddest chains, while others call for a more restrained approach to accessorization. 

 

 Use your stylish judgment to determine the vibe and atmosphere of an event before you choose your jewelry loadout, and acclimate your appearance consequently throughout the day or night. 

The significant part about Cuban chokers is that they can be put away into your shirt without a problem and still make a strong print at a regard. 

 

 The Right station 

 Eventually, you need an redundant gusto of confidence and loot when wearing Cuban links. Stand a bit straighter, be more relaxed, and speak confidently miami cuban chain rather of flinching down. 

 Your Cuban links will shine brighter when you have the confident hip-hop jewelry station to match, and you'll find yourself enjoying life much more. 

 Cuban Links Worn Right 

Jewelry is about tone- expression, but there’s a design to wearing certain pieces rightly. Use this companion to get you started wearing Cuban links and expand your force. 

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Everything is going up in value these times, such as garments. It is unimaginable that some designer outfits can cost ten situations additional than your standard makes. You can accomplish designer looks with expending all that income. You just have to have to know how to put you outfits collectively. Go through this article for some tips.

Hunting great does not have to cost a fortune. If you want to develop your wardrobe but don't have the funds to get the search you happen to be right after, check out your community thrift and consignment suppliers. These shops offer a plethora of trend solutions at a portion of their retail cost. If you want to get a new cologne or fragrance, attempt a sample from the retail store very first. Spray the scent on, and wait about fifteen minutes. Odor to see how it interacts with your individual pure scent. Just fuji77 to the fact you like the way, it smells on a further individual does not assurance that it will have the similar scent on you. Even although one thing is all the rage in vogue at the minute, do not have on it if it does not compliment your entire body style and/or personal design. For instance, men and women that are on the heavier aspect must not put on skinny jeans. They are not really flattering so you will not seem trendy if you put on them. As you start out to get grayer, and your hair is pretty much fifty per cent grey, you will want to glance into a permanent dye. It does not wash out, although, which signifies that just about every month you will start out to see your roots exhibiting as a result of. 1 trick to support with this is to put in highlights in the vicinity of your component and your temples. There are tons of hair accent choices. Headbands, bows, and extensions are component of the hair accessories you have to be conscious of. Your wardrobe ought to have various of these. To be athletic searching, for instance, it truly is encouraged to dress in a match that seems athletic and match it with a comparable ponytail holder. If you want to go out for a night time of entertaining, a sequined hairband can complete your glimpse. To look thinner, choose for a dim coloured shirt and dim trousers. Darkish shades can flatten your entire body and engage in down any bulges that you do not want to attract interest to. Contemplate skirts that includes elastic waistbands for the best in comfort and ease. Preserve your clothes soon after it goes out of design and style. Outfits occur in and out of fashion pretty quickly. You can also have them to share with your children for their retro day at faculty or for Halloween. There are a lot of works by using that you will uncover from the clothing that you keep more than the a long time. Just because a craze is preferred does not suggest you must stick to it. Fashions that glimpse perfect on designs and superstars, can be a disaster on other individuals. Create your very own sense of fashion, some thing that seriously works for you, and you might be positive to normally really feel your ideal. Belief in your very own instincts. You can not go erroneous by next your intestine. If you are larger sized and you would like to glance more compact, steer clear of donning clothing that has big styles and bouquets. These designs emphasize your huge figure, which you will want to steer very clear of. Concentration instead on modest patterns and prints to just take the focus absent from your over-all measurement. Quite a few folks do not fully grasp how to don a jacket properly, and it would make them seem foolish. If you are likely to sport a jacket, you have to have to wear it correctly to glance great. You should constantly bear in mind that the base button on the jacket is not meant to be buttoned. This will continue to keep you from committing a manner blend up. Lots of males do not have an understanding of how very long a tie need to be. Many put on types that sit way too superior or far too shorter. Too prevent this terrible trend combine up, you must try out to make sure that the suggestion of your tie arrives to your belt line. This is the ideal way to avoid ruining your look. You can realize great seems to be in your outfits with out breaking the bank. You can stretch your dollars if you discover how to get clothes that are multipurpose, which you can inter-change with each other. Recall the hints in this post, and create your wardrobe into a assortment that you will be proud to dress in.

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Follow The Map Of Nyc In Your New Bottega Veneta Bag

In reality, the final brand known for this that comes to thoughts is Balenciaga. And whereas the model, in fact, presents impartial tones and extra understated hues, the huge variety of colours within the Bottega lineup is conscious of no bounds. Not solely are there a plethora of options, however the leathers choose up the colour so extremely properly. https://skel.io/bottega-veneta.html At the moment, few other brands are pioneering color tendencies like Bottega Veneta. The Bottega Veneta ‘Cassette’ has become a hero bag within the brand’s collection. It has a chic silhouette and an understated aesthetic that epitomizes the trendy lady. wikipedia handbags Featured in Bottega Veneta's Salon 01 Collection, the design is not fully new as it is refreshed. Bold colours and adornments update basic varieties, with versatile shapes and sizes proving the perfect associate to each work and off-duty outfits. Made from luxury supplies and free from daring embellishment, Bottega Veneta luggage are so elegantly understated, they're going to final a lifetime. Thanks to their minimal style, the brand’s merchandise are a few of the most in-demand proper now. Styles constructed from strips of leather woven in the home's signature intrecciato method are some of Bottega Veneta’s most recognizable. Bottega Veneta started in 1966 as a leather-goods company based mostly within the Italian town of Vicenza, targeted on quiet sophistication and meticulous craftsmanship. Bottega Veneta was based in 1966 and is finest recognized for its signature intrecciato woven lambskin leather-based, which provides its purses, footwear, and accessories a supple deal with and stylish sculptural look. It sets itself aside as a brand that stays away from utilizing its emblem and instead allows its craftsmanship and delicate sophistication to be its signature. 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[shadow-assassin-blix]

A Picture is a Poem without Words

CHAPTER 8

Fluff. Some Smut/alludes to smut. But lots of Fluff. To make up for the trauma of the previous chapter. Dress is the 4th one found here

“Spanish” as always.

Everything tag: @mikeisthricedeceased​

Diego brought her home and she practically ran to him, when Navegante told her he was outside. She took him in once she spotted him, standing there looking out over the grounds. He was wearing bright yellow pants, a white button up shirt that appeared slightly see-through and a brown jacket over it.

She walked toward him, as he turned to look at her. As soon as she was in front of him, she slapped his arm.

The loud ow in response was satisfying.

“You weren’t going to tell me you had been shot at?” She demanded.

“I told Diego not to tell you because I didn’t want to worry you,” Pacho explained rubbing his arm slightly.

“No. You don’t…. you don’t get to decide that. If something had happened to you,” Her voice trailed off, as she felt tears begin to form in her eyes.

Pacho slowly pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly. She grasped the lapels of his jacket firmly in her hands and tried to take a deep breath to calm herself.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you,” He whispered to her.

She took a moment to gather herself and turned her head up to look at him.

“No more secrets… I’m all in,” She whispered to him.

He straightened up, staring at her seriously.

“You realize what that means? Do not say that if you are not aware of the repercussions of this. I want you by my side, but only if you are fully aware what that entails,” Pacho stated clearly, looking at her closely.

“I know. I realize that. If you need me to, I will say it again in the morning. But I doubt my statement will change. I… I realized while in Bogota, that I all I could think about was getting back here. To you. Nothing else really mattered,” She murmured looking him in the eyes, calmly.

His smile was small as he spoke, “Is that so?”

She hummed in response, pressing a kiss to his chest, before standing on her toes to kiss his lips. He kissed back, softly cupping her face with both hands. The kiss lasted a few minutes and was sweet but passionate.

When she pulled away, taking in a breath as she eased back down to her feet.

“Let’s go to bed, yeah?” She mentioned as a yawn moved through her.

Pacho and her walked upstairs to his room, and they quietly got ready for bed. She stole another of his shirts and silently watched him dress down. He was very meticulous in his movements. His accessories all had a particular place that they returned to. His belt and shoes in the closet, his rings and watch on the dresser, and his clothes went into laundry baskets that were separated by darks, whites, and dry clean. It was an intriguing process to watch.

Once he was down to his boxers, he turned to look at her and smiled somewhat sheepishly when he realized she had been watching him the entire time.

“Yes?” He questioned.

“Sorry. It’s kinda adorable to watch you get ready for bed. It’s almost as endearing as watching you get dressed. I am not…. That focused. I don’t…. even think… I’ve ever separated clothes…,” She admitted somewhat awkwardly.

He moved toward her, standing in front of her, with a small smirk. He leaned down and pulled her into a deep kiss, which led to her slowly falling back onto the bed, his body covering hers.

They made out for several minutes, just enjoying the feel of one another; switching from slow and soft to fast and passionate.

His hand began to unbutton the shirt she wore, pushing it off to the side to further expose her.

“I vaguely recall… promising you that I would ravish you upon your return?” Pacho groaned as he stared down at her.

“Hmm. Yes. I recall something like that being said,” Blix replied with a smile as she kissed him a few more times.

They somehow slipped under the covers, as they undressed each other. His movements were slow and purposeful, making sure she felt every thrust, kiss, and bite. It was well into the morning hours by the time they stopped, and Pacho had made sure she was mush.

They fell asleep, limbs tangled with one another.

It was late morning by the time they had begun to stir.

Pacho had roused first and took a moment to quietly admire her. It was while he was doing this that Diego, lightly knocked on the door frame, announcing his presence.

“Hey, Gilberto and Miguel are waiting for you. Plus… apparently the wives want to take Blix out to brunch? Might want to get up soon,” Diego suggested with a shake of his head, as he watched Blix, who was waking up, groan and hide into the pillows.

Pacho nodded his head, chuckling at Blix’s behavior. He kissed her back and shoulders, trying to encourage her to awaken further.

“Lovely. Time to get up,” He whispered pulling the pillow away from her.

She groaned loudly in protest, her hands trying to find the pillow again to take it back. When she couldn’t she lifted her head with a frown.

She turned toward Pacho sleepily, and muttered, “Why must I wake?”

“You apparently have plans,” He told her brushing her hair out of her face.

“Nooo. Why? Why plans?” She protested childishly grabbing the covers and hiding under them.

Both men laughed at her and Pacho got up, tugging her into following him. He led her toward the bathroom, and they took a shower together. It took her a moment to fully wake up as the hot water washed over them. They cleaned themselves up and relaxed.

When they stepped out, there was a dress waiting for her. She admired the gradient coloring from blue to orange, thinking it was very pretty. There was no bra but there was a pair of underwear waiting for her.

“Do you two…enjoy dressing me or something?” Blix asked as she looked over shoulder at Pacho.

“It is quite fun to be honest. Does it bother you?” Pacho asked poking his head out from his closet.

“No. But I do know how to choose my own outfits, I just wanted that noted. I love ya both, but I don’t need you to do this constantly,” She mentioned with a small smile.

He nodded his head in understanding and returned to getting dressed.

She got dressed in the outfit presented, slipping on the heels before stepping back into the bathroom to brush out her hair. She noted softly that there was a third toothbrush waiting for her to use. She brushed her teeth, before putting on a bit of makeup.

When she was done, she made her way toward her bedroom for one thing in particular. She had left her shark necklace on her dresser for safe keeping; didn’t want anyone to question it while she was in Bogota. She clipped it on and admired it for a moment in the mirror before heading downstairs.

As she stepped into the living room, she saw all 3 of Gilberto’s wives and Miguel’s wife, standing there waiting for her with Marta.

“Hello. What’s all this?” Blix greeted wondering why they were all there.

“We wanted to take you to brunch. Have a girl’s day essentially,” Marta explained cheerfully bouncing up to her.

Blix nodded her head and walked over to her messenger bag that she still had to unpack from her trip to Georgia. She pulled out the frame, followed by the bomber jacket that her sisters had given her.

Gilberto picked up the frame and cooed, “Aww. Look at this. You were very cute. I assume this was your horse that Pacho mentioned? Zeus?”

“Yes. Zeus was a thoroughbred. He won best in show and was a damn good racehorse. Even though he hated his rider. Would only ever let me ride him without complaint,” Blix stated proudly looking at the frame.

Mariela, Aura, and Camila, however, were distracted by the bomber jacket she had pulled out.

“Awww. This is very cute! I bet this would look adorable on any little one you have. Maybe you and Pacho should get to work on that,” Mariela, Gilberto’s first wife, noted.

“What should we get to work on?” Pacho questioned as he joined them.

“Nothing!” Blix quickly cut in setting the jacket down and hiding it away, as her cheeks turned red.

He looked at her curiously, reaching for the jacket to look at it. He raised an eyebrow at it, glancing at her and Mariela. He knew what she was probably referring to as he looked at the jacket, but said nothing as he handed it to Diego, requesting he put it someplace safe.

Blix looked at him appreciatively as the women led her out to one of the cars.

Soon enough they were at some 5-star restaurant, having brunch and mimosas.

“So, Blix. Tell us. Have you thought about having little ones with Pacho?” Camila asked in a teasing voice.

Blix cleared her throat awkwardly, before taking a long drink of her mimosa. The other wives joined in, asking her how many and what not.

It wasn’t until Stella, Miguel’s wife, cut in, “Ladies. Relax. If they want kids, they’ll have them. Their relationship is still pretty new as well. Stop making her feel uncomfortable.”

Blix nodded gratefully at her and simply stated, “We… we haven’t talked about any of that. It’s also not something… I’ve ever really thought about.”

They all nodded in understanding and they continued on talking about everything else. The ladies insisted upon taking her shopping and getting more… saucy outfits for her to wear for Pacho.

When they stepped out of the fifth store, and she had about 15 bags of clothes that they claimed she needed, she was never more grateful to see Navegante.

“Save me,” She mouthed stepping forward.

He laughed at that and said, “Ladies. I’m sorry to interrupt but I must steal Miss Lage here for now.”

They all made sad groans and waved goodbye to her. Once they were out of sight and she was alone with Navegante she begged, “Please. Help. I can’t feel my hands.”

She held out her arms, and Navegante quickly took several bags, tossing them into the trunk. She set the last of them in the trunk once the weight was eased off of her. She took a seat in the passenger side as Navegante got in on the driver’s side. He drove off and she took a small snooze as he did so.

At some point, the car came to a stop and he was gently trying to wake her up. Pacho, who was waiting, walked up to her side, opening the door.

“I got this Navegante. She’s not easy to wake,” Pacho informed him with a laugh.

He gently cooed to her, telling her to wake up. Her eyes fluttered open after a minute and sighed deeply.

She blinked trying to figure out where she was at.

“Why are we at the ranch?” She rasped, clearing her throat, as she straightened up.

She unbuckled herself stepping out, taking Pacho’s hand into hers.

He led her over to a man that was standing there.

“Blix. This is Jack Walters. He’s a-” Pacho began to introduce.

“A breeder from Georgia. Hi. Um. How are you, sir?” Blix finished as she recognized him.

“Yes. Hullo. I am doing jus’ fine lil missy. Now. I hear, you were the original owner of my most favorite horse. Zeus. Mr. Hurrera asked me if I knew of any of his offspring available and well,” Came Jack’s very southern accent, as he motioned toward the trailer that was behind him.

She stared blankly at the trailer, as the info she was given processed in her mind. A stable hand came up to the door of the trailer and led out a large black stallion, that looked just like Zeus. She was amazed as she strolled over to him.

He stood proudly as she approached him, nudging his head against her as she reached out to pet him. He neighed softly as he gently pushed her, wanting more attention.

She giggled at him and looked back toward Jack, asking, “What’s his name?”

“Well. Like his grandfather, he is very particular about who goes near ‘im. He earned the named Phobos cause he struck fear into the hearts of most of the stable hands n’ riders. Honestly, I am surprised he is allowing ya to touch him,” Jack said amazed.

“He’s about 3 years old. His father was an offspring of Zeus named Ares. We tried to stick to the Greek theme, as was requested by yer grandparents before they passed,” Jack concluded, handing her documents that certified that he was indeed a part of his line.

She took them gratefully, holding them to her chest tightly. He then handed her something else. It was a strip of leather, that had Zeus’ name on it and some photos.

“I was told that… the selling of Zeus was something that… ya disagreed upon. So, I wanted ya to know that he was well taken care of and lived a very happy life,” Jack said sympathetically.

She takes the items from him, thanking him softly.

“Now then, me and my guys gotta head on back home. It was very nice to meet ya. I am sure Phobos will be happy here with ya taking care of him,” Jack waved goodbye as he walked over to the truck, driving off with an empty trailer.

When his truck disappeared, she turned back to Pacho, who stood there with a hand in his pocket, leaning against the hood of his corvette.

“You… you got me a horse?” Blix asked amazed as she looked between him and Phobos who was rubbing his face against hers.

She laughed at him as he moved to stand between her and Pacho.

Pacho cautiously moved toward her, Phobos giving him side eye as he did so. He allowed him to pet his back but refused to move out of the way.

“Yes. It took some time to figure out where Zeus wound up, but when I did, I found out he had many children, and a few grandchildren. So. I called up Walters and asked if he had one who looked like Zeus. The rest was just a business deal,” He answered with a smirk. “He has his own stall already.”

He nodded toward the empty stall at the end and she was happy to see his name was already written on it as well. She quietly led Phobos over to it, checking that he had plenty of hay and water to eat before leading him all the way in. He calmly followed, and settled in quickly, munching softly on some hay.

“He was given a thorough brushing and was given a good walk before you showed up. He was in the trailer for like 5 minutes before you arrived. I wanted it to be a surprise,” Pacho informed her as she closed the stable door.

She looked at the door, biting her lip as she looked at the lock.

“You might… want someone to change this. If he’s anything like Zeus, he’s wicked smart. He will be able to unlatch this,” She advised him looking at the simple latch on the door.

“Good to know,” Pacho said, watching as Blix dusted off the horsehair that had managed to get on her.

She turned to him once she was done, throwing her arms around him, kissing him. He lifted her up slightly, kissing back.

They pulled apart and she turned back to Phobos, “I promise. Tomorrow I will come back, and I’ll show you the grounds.”

He neighed loudly in response and nodded his head.

The two of them moved to his car and they drove back home. They walked inside, where the brothers were waiting, discussing plans.

“Ah. Did you enjoy your surprise my dear?” Gilberto asked as he noticed them walking in.

“Very much,” She replied leaning into Pacho’s side.

“Pacho informed us… that you want to be all in? Correct? Do you know what that means my dear?” Miguel questioned.

She nodded her head firmly, “Yes.”

“Pacho, you are head of security. You decide how much she needs to know,” Gilberto declared with a grin.

Blix looked at him, and he led her upstairs to his office. He led her over to the filing cabinets.

“These… these cabinets are filled with everything you would ever need to know about the Cali Cartel. I want you to be aware of the trust you are being presented,” He disclosed pulling out a small key from within his desk.

He handed it to her, and as she took it, he backed away and allowed her to move forward.

She looked at him and then the key, “Everything… is in those 3 file cabinets? I… feel like that’s a lie.”

“It is. But I wanted to see your reaction. These cabinets are mostly about distribution and who does what. The real key is the large data book you’ll see Miguel carry around. That is our financial ace in the hole. If DEA ever got ahold of that, they would know everything,” Pacho revealed as he leaned against his desk.

“So…this was a test?” Blix asked lightly, toying with the key.

“In a way, yes. I wanted to see what your reaction would be. You did not disappoint,” Pacho stated with a smirk.

She handed the key back to him, or at least tried to. He closed her opened hand, giving her fist a small kiss.

“You currently hold the key to my heart. Keep it safe,” He flirted his hands coming to rest on her hips.

She smirked and shook her head at the cheesy line but held the key tightly in her hands.

He led her back downstairs to the brothers who were chowing down on some food that the chef made. Pacho moved over to the couch, and Blix followed, collapsing into his lap. She kicked off the heels she was wearing to curl her feet up on the couch.

While the brothers ate and talked about a soccer game going on, her and Pacho simply relaxed.

“So, what was Mariela talking about this morning when I came in?” Pacho asked his voice teasing.

“She was saying we should have kids. Which later led to further discussion that apparently, we would have cute ones given our looks,” Blix whispered in response.

“Oh. Yes. I agree. We would have cute kids. Only if you wanted them though,” He replied back kissing her cheek.

“Never really thought about it to be honest. I also lived far longer than I thought I would too,” Blix admitted quietly.

Pacho nodded in understanding.

“We can discuss that in the future if you’d like?” He offered her.

She nodded once, turning her head to kiss him on the lips in thanks.

“So… where did all my boxes wind up, by the way?” She asked realizing the only thing that was in the living room was the piano.

“The books have placed in your library. The box that was marked your room and a few others, are in your closet, waiting for you to go through. We have someone coming out tomorrow to tune the piano as well,” He listed out casually.

“My library?” She questioned, her brow furrowing in confusion.

“I’ll show you later. I was thinking… Maybe we could move some of your stuff here. You stay here often enough as it is,” He proposed his hand fiddling with hers.

She thought about it for a moment, before replying, “Sure. I’d like that. Saves me the trouble of having to buy groceries. I’ll use it as my office space. That way we won’t have to move that. Plus, it maintains my cover for work.”

He kissed her softly, his arms holding her tightly to him.

“Pacho. Do me a favor? No more soccer games. You got lucky this time, but I don’t want to see what happens when that luck runs out,” She requested as she watched the brothers argue over the game with a raised eyebrow.

He hummed quietly, “I will try not to make risky moves, but my dear. I am who I am. My life will always be in danger.”

“I know. I get that. I just…” She trailed off.

“What lovely?” He questioned.

She looked him in the eyes, and she spoke truthfully, “I love you.”

His eyes widen in slight surprise, but his smile grew, as he replied back, “I love you too.”

She kissed him again, and he kissed back with growing passion. They broke apart when they heard loud exclamations from Gilberto, laughing.

She stood up and allowed Pacho to get up as well, and he went to go see what was going on with the game. Blix stood there for a moment before making her way upstairs. She stepped into her room, dragging the boxes that were in the closet, out.

She opened them all up and started to go through them. When she pulled out the bear again, she simply set him by the laundry, planning to wash him when she could.

She pulled out several old trophies from dance competitions and such. She placed them over by the one wall in her room that had nothing on it.

When that box was emptied, she broke it down setting it by the door. She looked at the other boxes, one of which had tea set painted with cherry blossoms. As she dug further into the box, she found more antiques that her mother had collected. Most of which were antique weapons: knives, daggers, and a mace to name a few.

Which slowly made her realize… what was probably in one of the other boxes. She set the dagger she was holding on the floor, walking on her knees over to the next box. She ripped it open with a grin she couldn’t hide.

Inside, in delicately placed pieces, was a full suit of armor. She couldn’t help the laugh of pure joy that escaped her as she pulled the helmet out, examining it. It was heavier than she remembered it and was in dire need of a polishing.

Diego who had heard her laugh as he patrolled, stepped inside, curious as to what she was reacting to.

“Is that… a suit of armor?” Diego asked incredulously as he took in the scene before him.

Blix nodded excitedly, “Wanna help me set it out?”

Diego was over to her in the blink of an eye, helping her pull out each piece gently and laying them out on to her floor.

There was a larger/long box that had the stand and the sword wrapped up inside. She got the stand ready setting it in a corner of her room. Toward the bottom of the box of armor pieces her sisters had sent some polishers, brushes, and towels. The two of them began to make the pieces shiny again, talking idly.

By the time they were done, and had placed the armor on the stand, it was about dinnertime. Pacho came looking for them, and he watched the two of them quietly, leaning against the door frame. He was happy to see the two of them getting along and bonding.

He cleared his throat, drawing their attention away from their project.

“Dinner is ready you two,” Pacho tells them.

They go and wash their hands quickly, before joining Pacho at the door. The three of them walked downstairs to the dining room, Blix and Diego taking either side of Pacho.

They had dinner and the guys went outside to drink and swim. While they did that, Blix went into his office, key in hand. She opened the first cabinet with a deep breathe, pulling the drawer open revealing numerous files.

She grabbed a handful, took a seat at his desk, and began to read through them. He was correct in that most of it was distribution information but there were also details on security. Who could be trusted and who they kept a close eye on.

She read quietly, trying to take in as much info as possible, stopping at one point to find a notepad to write things down. She was so focused she didn’t notice how late it had gotten by the time she had gone through 2 drawers on the first cabinet.

In fact, it was around 3am when Gilberto walked in, rubbing his eyes, trying to figure out who was still awake at this hour.

He watched her curiously, as she made notations every so often.

“Late night reading my dear?” Gilberto asked causing her to jump slightly as she looked up.

She looked around, finding the clock, and realizing just how late it was.

“Didn’t realize the time,” She rasped slightly, before clearing her throat.

Gilberto walked in, taking the seat across from her.

“Pacho cares a great deal about you. The fact that he has allowed you such access means a lot. Not even Alvaro has seen these files. There will come a time where your loyalty may be tested. I trust… you will not break his heart,” Gilberto informed her.

“I don’t plan to. I know I am in deep. But I also know… I love him. I don’t plan to hurt him anytime soon. At least… not unless he asks me too,” Blix stated with a smirk.

Gilberto laughed at that, nodding his head.

“C’mon. To bed with you. You can finish your homework after you’ve slept,” He said in a somewhat serious tone.

She takes the files that she had been working on and placing a sticky note on it, as a reminder as to where she stopped. She locked the cabinet back up and Gilberto escorted her to her bedroom, before returning to his room.

She took off the dress she had been wearing all day, throwing on a Yankees t-shirt and some sweats. She slipped under the covers with a sigh and slept soundly.

She slept well past breakfast, which caused Pacho to worry slightly.

“Do not worry too much Pacho. She stayed up late doing homework,” Gilberto stated trying to ease his worries.

Pacho looked at him confused, “Homework?”

“I found her reading over files in your office,” Gilberto elaborated with a smirk.

Pacho shook his head and got up to go check on her, anyway. She was buried underneath her covers, sleeping soundly. He noticed that her hands had smudges of ink on both of them. He gently brushed some of her hair out of her face, stroking her cheek lightly.

Her eyes opened slowly, noticing the tickling sensation. She spies Pacho’s figure standing there, and she simply opens her covers beckoning him in.

He joined her with a smile, allowing her to wrap herself around him, tossing the blankets over their heads.

“Hi…. What time is it?” She asked in a whisper.

“It’s almost noon. You missed breakfast. Lunch should be ready in about 20 minutes though,” He reported to her.

She mouthed an ‘okay’ and buried herself into his arms further.

“Just wanna stay like this for a few minutes,” She explained with a sigh.

“I’m okay with that,” Pacho tells her, holding her close.

It was a moment of simplicity that she desperately needed. She enjoyed his company, even if it was just something as simple, hiding under her blankets. She knew that once she got up life would run at full speed, but here… life was slow and easy. So, she was going to enjoy it for a few minutes before returning to reality.

#pacho x oc #narcos #pacho herrera

[barnesandco]

Nikah: March

Story Masterlist

Nikah: noun, Arabic, meaning the contract of marriage.

Bucky marries Peter’s former tutor because her student visa’s about to expire and the government isn’t granting her a green card. Can she find a way to permanent residence by marriage, and if so, will it be at the cost of their hearts?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N: Written under the Arranged/Accidental Marriage trope for @mermaidxatxheart​ ‘s writing challenge. Thank you all for reading and commenting! (Picture below is mine, btw)

Bucky’s birthday arrives amidst blooming flowers and a pollen-scented breeze, the day marked by preparations for a party Sam is throwing for him at one of the hotels downtown. Avengers and close friends only, yet he’s spared no expense, insisting on a proper welcome back. The captain is unrelenting in matters of social activity, especially since he has been spending minimal time with his teammates since his marriage. Marriage. He shakes his head at himself in the floor length mirror as he straightens his cuff-links and moonlight catches on the gold band on his finger. It no longer feels like a burden.

Rather, it’s a seed that’s been planted on him, and it’s taken root inside him, growing, growing, growing into a steady feeling of friendship with the person he wears it for. An understanding, a companionship. He refuses to confess to anything more, even within the confines of his own mind. His heart, on the other hand, has no compunctions about making its opinion known, setting off like a hare being hunted whenever she approaches. Most dangerous assassin in the world, defeated by her smile.

She offers him one now when she enters, picture perfect elegance very nearly succeeding in concealing her nerves. Bucky’s nerves, meanwhile, are on fire at the sight of her, sensory overload short-circuiting his brain. He finally turns to look at her directly and the fox-hunt pace of his heart stumbles, stutters to a stop.

“You- you’re- jeepers,” Is all he can manage, the rosewater blush deepening on his cheeks. It has the opposite of the desired effect, and she steps back, mascaraed eyes widening, horrified.

“It’s too much, isn’t it. Oh God, I knew I should’ve-”  She begins to reach for a tissue box on the dresser and Bucky stops her. Lowers her hand slowly and keeps a hold of it, as if she will float away otherwise.

“Jesus, doll, stop. You’re perfect,” He tells her, and she slips her hand away but smiles a little as she sits on the foot of the bed - their bed - to put on her shoes.

“Thank you. You look nice, too,” She says, lifting the hem of her black gown as she pulls on pearl white heels. The matching clutch - pearl encrusted - is on the bedside table, and he hands it to her as they leave the room and then the apartment. 

“Hang on, your tie is loose,” She says the moment they enter the elevator. He can’t even press the button for the ground floor while she holds him in place. The split-second it takes for her to wrap her hands around the green silk and pull it tighter stretches into hours, the graze of her knuckles gentle in his cotton-covered chest. He has enough time to carve the shape of her cupid’s bow into his mind, the descent of her jaw to her chin into his lungs. After half an eternity, she puts distance between them again and presses the button while he tries to smooth his hair back only to feel the short strands tickle between his fingers, and he remembers cutting it last week.

The lobby is bustling, people coming and going like bees in a hive, and they nod their hellos and offer the doorman a Good evening before getting in the car Sam sent. The seats are cold and comfortable, and the chauffeur tips his hat once in the rear-view mirror before putting the Rolls Royce into gear.

“ ‘Possess ye, therefore, ye who borne about In chariots and sedans, know no fatigue’ ” She murmurs, letting her fingers trace the stitching in the butter-soft leather. 

“Marlowe?” Bucky asks, turning away from the New York evening, that special, streetlights-reflecting-on-wet-asphalt evening, to look at his wife. 

“William Cowper. The Task.”

“I think I’ve read that one,” He lies, fully prepared to come clean, and she looks at him curiously. 

“Wow, really? Even I haven’t read all six books,” She says, dubiously verging on impressed, and Bucky drops the facade.

“I’m pullin’ your leg. I’ve read some of Cowper’s work. Don’t remember much, but bits and pieces of school are still there,” He explains, all cheeky smile. “What’s it about? And why in God’s good name is it six books long?” This - the conversation, letting her talk about her work, her passion for literature - this he can do. Playful questions intermingling with genuine intellectual interest is manageable. Her beauty, her grace, the cloud of perfume that bleeds into his veins and makes his lungs strive for air, is not. So he concentrates on what he knows. Or doesn’t know, apparently.

“Honestly, what isn’t The Task about?” She laughs, eyeshadow glimmering like stardust in the smile wrinkles in the corners of her intelligent eyes. “Cowper had a bit of a breakdown during his barrister training in London, and retired to the countryside. In 1781, he met his friend Lady Austen, who later gave him a task to write about, to cheer him up. He started, and then just followed that train of thought wherever it took him.”

“Which book is that line from?” Bucky asks as the car stops in the inevitable Friday night traffic jam. At least they accounted for it, leaving early on purpose to avoid tardiness.

“I don’t actually remember. I think it’s from an extract in which Cowper criticizes the superficial pleasures and unnecessary luxuries of city life,” She answers, opening her clutch. Her phone and a tube of lipstick peek out but she reaches deeper for a pair of earrings.

Closing her eyes, she fastens the first one on the side Bucky can’t see, the other crescent-moon shaped accessory in her silk draped lap. The flower made from pearls matches her bracelet, the two pieces of jewellery clinking together as she puts on the other one.

“City life, huh?” Bucky muses, trying desperately to calm his heart. The earrings dangle, contrasting wonderfully against her simple black gown, and he swallows. She looks like royalty.

“Yeah, many poets of the time wrote a lot about the beauty of nature. They had a lot more of it at their disposal, I guess,” She shrugs.

“Do you have any favorites?” “Nature poems? I don’t know. There are so many good ones. Wordsworth’s To the Cuckoo, Herrick’s Daffodils, Yeats’ Wild Swans at Coole, Tennyso-” She cuts herself off with a huff of a laugh at herself.

“What is it?” 

“Nothing, no- I just-” She laughs again, trying to wave her hand like she’s shooing a fly. “I just have conflicting feelings about these poems by classical authors who write about nature. Poems that express a keen appreciation of beauty yet are fillled with sadness because so many beautiful things are short-lived and because human life itself is so short,” She says, twirling the ring around her finger, deep in thought. Bucky doesn’t know how he found her. This simple, wise soul, in the midst of all the chaos of the world. The chaos of resettlement. 

The chaos of the kitchen, an hour before dinner as the Avengers prepare dinner together, is unholy. Sam’s panicking about dessert while Wanda stirs the marinara sauce for spaghetti in her signature demure fashion, while Peter’s pile of handmade spaghetti grows taller and the pasta dough shrinks. His phone lights up on the table, and Bucky - kneading more dough nearby - is the only one who notices. He calls for Peter and pushes it over to him, not knowing what the point of having a phone is if it’s always going to be on silent, but Peter holds it out to him after just a moment of conversation.

Bucky reads the caller ID on the top and sees who it is, closing the kitchen door behind him, flour on his black t-shirt, as she speaks.

“Hi, Bucky. I hope I’m not disturbing.” 

“No, not at all. Have you decided?” He asks, pacing the hallway, staying out of sight of the others. Not that it matters, they’re still fairly busy. She had seemed unsure when they met, and he had given her time to decide it she wanted to do this. 

“Yeah, but I just- this is a huge favor,” She says.

“Not to me, doll. I’m just helping a friend of a friend,” He says, and it isn’t entirely true. That isn’t why he’s doing this. Something in him wanted to help, wanted to repay the debt of kindness that he owes the world. This is how he wants to do it, although he doesn’t think it’s fair that he gets to choose his penance.

“I thought you said Peter talks your ears off.” Bucky cringes, grateful she can’t see his face, even though he can hear the joking lilt of her tone.

“He’s a good kid. And I want to do this. Do you?” 

“Yeah.” A lengthy pause, heavy and tangible, even across the phone line. 

“When do you want to get married?” She asks finallly, voice shaking. His hand is, too. 

“We have a week-long mission right after Christmas. Boxing day arms deal in Sao Paulo,” He replies, cursing the Brazilian gangs who could find no other time do get up to no good. Evil doesn’t go on vacation, and neither do the Avengers.

“So… New Year’s Eve?” She asks, doing the math. He realizes that’s true. A week from Boxing Day.

“Yes. Shit, you don’t have a ring-” He begins to say, freaking out about the logistics. He didn’t even propose properly.

“It’s okay, we’ll figure it out.” “Alright, I’ll see you then.”

“Bye Bucky.”

“G’night.” He bids her farewell, then looks at the phone, asking himself what the hell he’s just gotten himself into. A knot builds and twists in his body, and he tries to loosen it. Breathes, and makes his way back.

“I’m engaged,” And the kitchen freezes in time as they all drop everything - not literally, Sam’s holding a knife - to look at him. The smile on Peter’s face is brighter than the Christmas tree in the adjacent common room, and the somersaults in Bucky’s stomach only settle at the sight of his relief.  

It seems that his teammates gave him a later time on purpose, because they’re all ready, dressed to the nines and wine-tipsy, waiting for him when they enter. It’s a small ballroom, downtown Manhattan, quaint and graceful. A chorus of Happy Birthday erupts in the room, and he smiles and thanks them. The hugs pile on, and he begins to introduce his wife to his friends. Home away from home for the man who has never had one since the 1940s - until he met her, that is. She’s home now, though he wouldn’t tell her that.

Instead, he relishes in the grin she offers him between introductions, till Sam drags him off to stand him on a chair and sing a birthday song. The party commences in much a similar fashion, too much noise in the room for a couple of dozen people. He stays away from Thor’s alcohol, knowing she doesn’t drink, not wanting to make her uncomfortable. 

He’s just thinking about how she might be dealing with the hectic atmosphere when her hand slips into his while he’s talking to Harley Keener about letting him look at his arm. He’s shocked, looks at her to see her smiling and concentrating only on the conversation, but he can tell she’s tired. It’s been hours, and he knows he can’t leave early - it’s his party - but he just wants to slip those heels off her feet and sit and talk, still in partywear, for hours on end. Let her quote Byron and Cowper and Austen to him, poems and essays and books, until he falls asleep on their sofa. Instead, her voice says something he isn’t expecting at all.

“Is it possible to put some sort of temp regulation in it?” She asks curiously, head tilted to the side like a sparrow. Harley thinks it over for only a second.

“Of course, why?”

“It hurts in the cold. He rubs and rolls his shoulder a lot in the winter,” She answers, and the thoughtful observation astounds him. It’s accurate, but it hadn’t even occurred to him, the movements that she’s citing entirely subconscious. They talk to Harley for a while longer, and then dance to several of Bucky’s favorite songs. Billie Holliday is crooning in the background as the second-to-last guest exits, leaving only his wife and his captain and his deputy director. When the door shuts behind them, they break apart, and Sam and Maria approach, ready to call it a night.

The car ride home passes in complete silence, a comfortable weight resting like a blanket between them, so much so that she falls fully asleep on the way, her head resting against the cold window when they arrive. He doesn’t have the heart to wake her, so he goes around to her door, opening it slowly and lifting her into his arms, not caring what it might look like to onlookers. It’s late, and there are few of them, at least in the lobby, and as the elevator doors shut, her head curls against his shoulder, hair tickling his Adam’s apple.

Bucky looks down at her, her resting, easy expression, the chandni earrings still on, and thinks: what a way to turn 103.

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[jenomark]

Hey👋 you may or may not be swarmed with requests already so take ur time, but can you tell us what makeup/fashion style nct’s s/o would probably be into? ❤️

I’ve answered this a lot before. I’m not sure how my answers have changed. This is assuming they are all into having a female s/o (which, of course, may not be true!). Also, I know absolutely nothing about fashion. 😂

Taeil: Casual and non-fussed. I can see him with someone who prefers a chill style. Jeans. Sweatpants. Probably carries a small bag. At the same time, I think he would like someone who likes dressing up in sexy clothes (just for him). Doesn’t care about fashion that much but is learning. Feels the same way about make-up.

Johnny: I want to say that his s/o would dress similar to him in the sense that they would have to make the effort. I don’t think Johnny minds any singular style, but I do think the person he’s with will like fashion enough to give their opinion on his choices. Likes experimenting. I think he would be with someone who favors a more natural make-up look. The clothes would be the main focus. 

Taeyong: I can see him with someone who can take really cheap clothing and make them look expensive. Not necessarily someone who likes to transform clothes like he does. I don’t think he needs someone similar to himself, just a person that appreciates the art and care that goes into fashion. They would have to be comfortable in whatever they choose to wear. The make-up choice is theirs. 

Yuta: A lot of comfy and warm sweaters. I think he likes sophisticated and feminine styles, but, also, someone who looks like they’re The Boss. Everything has a function. I imagine a lot of belts and tailored trousers, dresses that hit below the knee. Someone that wears make-up because they like appearing put together.

Kun: I think he likes someone who likes showing off their body : bare arms, bare legs. Feminine. Pretty. Things that accentuate their frame. I’m getting turtlenecks and mini skirt vibes. I think he likes pink make-up and everything glossy.

Doyoung: Preppy. Hipster. Everything his s/o wears would look like it was straight out of a fashion magazine. Nothing too loud. I picture him with someone who would like wearing matching clothing with him sometimes, or someone who would wear his leather jacket. Doesn’t have an opinion on their make-up.

Ten: Someone who wears a lot of vintage and thrifted pieces. I think he likes interesting, so I can see him falling for someone who likes the same. Sporty and sexy. Cropped but baggy. A lot of dark colors.  For some reason, I can see him with someone who really likes doing their eyebrows. 

Jaehyun: Exactly like him. Their clothes would have to be kind of like a blank canvas. Someone that doesn’t let their style define them. Jeans and white t-shirts. Nothing too colorful or busy. Likes all kinds of make-up, but probably prefers a more minimal make-up look. 

WinWin: I can see his s/o having multiple styles. I can see them being more casual and a bit of a tomboy. I can also see them really enjoying trying new things. I don’t think he cares about what someone wears. At least, that is the vibe I get from him. Likes make-up. Thinks blush looks pretty. 

Jungwoo: I can see him being with someone cute, someone that likes stripey tops and denim overalls. Feminine. Adorable. Easy. Honestly, I don’t think he has much of an opinion on style. His s/o will just always dress for themselves. As for make-up, I think he likes it all. 

Lucas: Someone who can wear over-sized clothes and still look sexy. Someone that puts the effort in but their style ends up looking effortless. A little trendy. Doesn’t like anyone too high-maintenance, though. Likes a make-up free look the best.

Mark: I used to think he would be more into very feminine and flirty looks, but I’ve since changed my mind. I think he likes a very hipster look, someone that wears glasses and has their hair tied back a lot. Minimal make-up. The type of person who wears frilly socks with strappy sandals. A little bohemian. 

Xiaojun: I don’t think he cares about what style someone has. Whatever they’re comfortable wearing, they’ll wear.  I can see him with someone a little low key, maybe someone more of a tomboy. I think he’s more likely to wear the make-up in the relationship, tbh. 

Hendery: Average. Things people would wear to class. Hoodies. Cute leggings. Comfortable and casual. I do feel like he would love to see his s/o’s boobies accentuated when they’re wearing a dress. Is enamored when they wear make-up. Has no idea how they got their eyelashes to be so long.

Renjun: Very feminine and sweet. A lot of floral dresses and sandals during the summer. I think there would have to be an edge to them, though. I kind of imagine him with someone in a cutesy dress but with a bloody dagger pin on the lapel. Doesn’t care for make-up because he thinks they look better without it but fully supports the choice.

Jeno: I can’t see him with someone who has one particular style. His s/o would go for the sporty look, the lounge look, or the dressed up look. There is something about the color red I think he would like. Sultry looks on the right occasions. I feel like he hates the feel of make-up, especially lipstick. 

Haechan: Simple. Pays more attention to the little details, like a special button on a jacket, or nice accessories. Not a lot of bright colors. I think his s/o would like matching his style. I see a lot of forest green and leather. Natural make-up or no make-up.

Jaemin: I think he likes modesty, but I also think he’s attracted to bright colors. I don’t think he puts a lot of importance on personal style. It’s nice if they have it, but he appreciates people as they come. I think he likes no make-up, more than anything. 

YangYang: Whatever his idea of “chic” is. I think he likes someone who likes fashion. At the same time, I think he would be weirded out by someone too experimental. For some reason, I think he would like someone into collecting shoes / sneakers. He likes all make-up choices, but likes the lipstick look while he’s on dates. 

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[newsiepedia]

The Newsies and Fashion: The Main Newsies + Katherine

Jack Kelly

Jack wears fairly neat, clean looking clothes. He always wears long pants, marking him as an older newsie. The colors are muted and well coordinated. His vest is always buttoned, and his sleeves are kept long. In the film, he wears a red bandanna, a common accessory for gay men at the time.

In the modern day, Jack would probably wear practical but neat clothes. He might stay away from bright colors for fear of looking childish, but he may sport pride related accessories.

Racetrack

Race wears long pants and shirts with long sleeves cuffed up past the elbows. His clothes do not match well, either in pattern or color. His vest and shirt are never fully buttoned, and his hair is usually untidy. His cigar appears to be used as a fashion accessory.

In a modern au, Race would probably dress the same way- with no regard to the rules of pattern, color, or formality. Catch Race wearing a hoodie to his own wedding.

Crutchie/y

Crutchie wears clothes with very muted colors and easy to overlook styles. His pant legs and sleeves are long, but his vest is unbuttoned. He wears his hat backwards, at least in the stage musical.

In a modern au, Crutchie’s style would be laid- back and muted. He probably wouldn’t want to draw attention to himself, but would express himself in subtle ways with accessories.

Mush

Mush dresses fairly neat, with his clothes for the most part buttoned up and tucked in, and his hat facing forward. His clothes are a little more colorful than the other newsies, but not distractingly so.

In a modern au, he would probably wear neat but not typical clothes. Mush has his own style, even if it looks similar to what other people wear.

Kid Blink

Kid Blink’s clothes are very loose and poorly fitting, even down to his hat. This could be for practical reasons, like choosing clothes he won’t grow out of any time soon. His clothes aren’t very neat- his shirt is half unbuttoned and half untucked, his tie is tied strangely, and his vest is unbuttoned. He also dresses more colorfully than most newsies, picking a bright pink shirt.

In a modern au, Blink would probably have a similar style- colorful and untidy. He might not wear such loose clothes if you chose to make him well off enough to afford new clothes regularily, but he could just prefer to dress that way.

Katherine

Katherine has many, many different outfits. They are all dresses or shirt- skirt combinations, usually with a vest, and vividly colored. She also wears a necktie usually. Overall, she tends to dress in a way people would consider “respectable” (except perhaps for the clashing patterns). The quality and quantity of her outfits probably come from her father’s money.

In a modern au, Kath would probably dress in bright colors and formal fashions. However, she may not stick to skirts, as she wouldn’t be obligated to dress femininely in the modern day. 

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[bonkers-4-hatter]

First Time Dance

*!Stripper Rin X !Chubby !Insecure Reader Insert*

*Word count: 4,936*

Here’s a commission I did for a lovely person! I had fun writing this and I hope you guys enjoy it! It does get a bit steamy in here.~

“Last night of freedom!”

Loud cheers and laughs echoed around the private restaurant where you and your friends were. The conversations were flowing and so was the wine, well it was a special night of course so it was called for.

Your friend Cynthia was finally getting married and tonight was her bachelorette party. It started out at the house getting ready with quips about how Cynthia and her fiancé met, stories about how they met and popping bottles for the occasion. You were usually the quiet, shy one of the group, kind of in the background of everyone, but they didn’t exclude you at all.

No, your friends loved you. Always been there for you, since middle school. You were teased a bit for your chubby build, you weren’t built like the rest of the girls in school and some people took advantage of that. Except Cynthia and the rest, they stuck up for you and made sure you were alright and from then on, you all were close knit friends.

You glanced down at the outfit they helped you choose. Of course you all were dolled up for this special occasion; all the glitz and glam. It was a bright red dress that flowed out at your big waist. It came a bit above your knees, showing your shapely legs to the world. The top was something you would never dare to wear, but with your girls around and the booze coursing through your system, you wanted to be a bit adventurous. It was the same bright red material that wrapped around your shoulders and had a small peek-a-boo back and a diamond cut out in the front showing off a good amount of your chest.

It was all accompanied by small black kitten heels that wrapped around your ankle and black tear drop earrings that dangled from your ears. Your (short/medium/long) hair was styled in a cute way that really tied the whole outfit together.

“(Y/N)! Here!” Cynthia poured you another glass of white wine, almost to the top as she giggled away at nothing as the chatter around you both continued on.

“Cynthia, I’ve already had three glasses.”

The bride to be waved you off and held up her glass. “Come on (Nickname), I know you can keep up, besides it’s a night to go wild.” Sighing at her words, you smiled at your good friend and grabbed your glass, clinking it against hers in a cheers.

“Fine, only because it’s your special night and all.”

“I knew you loved me,” She kissed your plump cheek as you cackled at the action and swatted her away. “Now, let’s keep this party train going ladies!” Loud cheers rang out again, your voice being a part of it as usual.

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The strobe lights and thumping music invaded your senses as your group made your way into the building.

You felt a little on edge, even with the little boost of confidence you got from all the wine at the restaurant. You just thought you all would be going to a night club to dance the night away, but in the limo one of the girls suggested a strip club one of her co-workers go to.

Now, here you were, walking to a table near the front of the stage alongside your friends. Up on stage, there was a pole and a small runway that was lit up.

“Alright girls! Let’s sit down and be entranced!” Cynthia, all decked out in bride to be gear; sash and crown to boot was cheering the two dancers on stage already. Both men were dressed in uniforms per se. The tall brunette was in a fire fighter uniform and the taller black haired male was in a similar uniform.

You could feel a flush rise on your plump cheeks as you stared at the two males dancing on stage. Uniform was a stretch to say, seeing as they only consisted of a hat, some straps and white tank tops. The other girls were cheering and throwing dollar bills onto the stage. You felt a little out of your element as you grabbed your glass to take a sip of your martini.

“Let’s give a big welcome to Cynthia and her bridal party!”

You started chocking on your martini as the rest of the table erupted into cheers. Your eyes slid back up to the stage to see the two dancers ending their routine as they gathered the thrown money on the floor between disappearing behind the red velvet curtains at the back of the stage.

A sudden flash of bright light illuminated your groups table, making you squint your eyes a bit trying to get your eyes to adjust to the harsh light.

“Cynthia, come on up for your special dance!”

You felt a smile creep up on your face as your friend practically jumped on stage, all the shiny bride to be accessories shining in the bright lights as you cheered alongside all of your friends. The spot light cut off, finally letting you to fully see what was going on, on stage. Cynthia was sitting in a chair, a giddy smile on her face as two dancers were on either side of her.

The dancer on her left was very tall and had black hair along with a sort of stoic look on his face and dressed in a full cop uniform, even topping it off with a cop hat. The other dancer on the right was dressed in the same fashion, down to the hat, but this one had bright red hair and a sly grin on his face as he looked out to the crowd, eyes landing on yours. The dancer gave you a quick wink making you quickly avert eye contact and take a gulp of your drink to calm your budding nerves.

The waitress came by and replaced your drink, which you were grateful for. As you grabbed the thin stem of the martini glass, the music started thumping through the speakers once more, but the bass was turned up making small vibrations course through your body.

Your eyes trailed upward to Cynthia who had a giant ass smirk on her face as the black haired dancer was giving her a lap dance, his ass gyrating on her as his shirt came off and thrown in to the crowd. Your chubby cheeks flushed up at the sight of the dancers back muscles. Fully grasping the martini glass, you took a big sip.

All of your friends were yelling and cheering, some were envious of Cynthia, wishing they had a sexy dancer on them like that. Your eyes trailed over to the red haired dancer who was actually on the pole doing his routine. His shirt was off, so was his hat. You gulped as your eyes danced down his body, his abs were glistening against the stage lights as he continued to grind against the pole. Trailing back up, you made eye contact with him; at least you think he was looking at you. He was smirking in your direction, showing his pointed teeth, almost shark like.

You were fixated on this man, you weren’t looking at Cynthia anymore, this red haired stripper had your full attention and you were sure he was looking at you since he sent you another wink. Wanting to get confirmation yourself, you shyly pointed at yourself and raised a brow.

He slid down the pole and stayed at the bottom for a second before nodding in your direction as he popped the button on his pants. Gulping, you took another swig of your martini hoping the booze can help get you through the night.

Soon, the red head was behind Cynthia who was still seated in the chair, the now nude man still dancing on her as her hands were on his chest. The red head leaned down and whispered something in Cynthia’s ear his hand coming up and pointing a finger toward your direction. You weren’t sure what was happening, but some of the girls at the table were giving questioning glances between you and the stage. Whatever the red head said made Cynthia practically jump for joy as she nodded enthusiastically.

Soon after, the song ended as applause rang out through the building and the stage lights dimmed a bit. Cynthia came back a bounce in her step, but you didn’t know if it was from the dance or from what the red head said to her. As she took her seat next to you, she grabbed your hand and squealed.

“What the hell Cynthia?” You weren’t sure what was going on, but you need more booze to deal with whatever the hell it was.

“Bathroom, now.” Was all the warning you got as she pulled you up and dragged you to the bathroom.

Your heels scratched against the floors as you tried to keep up with Cynthia. Soon, you were pushed through the heavy bathroom doors and into a dim lit restroom. She finally let you go, a smile still plastered on her face.

Placing your hand on your racing heart, you glared at your best friend and had a deep set frown etched onto your face.

“Okay, what the hell is with you Cynthia?” Crossing your arms, you waited for an explanation.

“The red head with the sexy grin,” You bit your bottom lip a bit at the mention of that certain feature, the way his shark like teeth glimmered in the stage lights. You nodded at Cynthia, wanting her to continue. “Well, he has his eye on you (Y/N), his name is Rin and I just bought you a private lap dance with him. You’ll have your own private room too.”

Your mind was reeling, trying to comprehend what the hell Cynthia just told you. Why would this sexy dancer be interested in you? Of course you thought you were pretty and all, but you just felt like you were way out of his league.

“You did what now?”

“He wants to meet you (Y/N), he’s totally interested!”

You shook your head at your friends’ words. “He just wants money Cynthia, he’s a stripper.”

Cynthia scoffed at your response. “Be open minded (Y/N), you never know what’ll happen.”

Sighing, you could feel a headache coming on. There was no reasoning with Cynthia and just arguing with her would just be like running around in circles.

“Fine, I’ll take the dance.”

“Good, now let’s go!”

With that, you were once again pulled by the hand, out of the bathroom and back to your guys’ group who was watching more dancers on stage, them placing bills into their underwear and just having a damn good time. Once seated, you finished off your martini, tilting your head back as the sweet liquor ran down your throat.

“Can I get you another drink,” a voice whispered in your ear as it broke your trance making you jump slightly as the voice chuckled at your actions. “Or, are you ready for that dance your friend bought you?”

Turning around in your seat, your eyes met with the red headed dancer who you just found out was named Rin’s crimson eyes. He held his hand out for you to take, that sly smile still on his face. Soon whistles and calls were being thrown your way from the table. Thinking about Cynthia’s words or being open minded, you placed your soft hand in Rins as he pulled you up.

“Right this way gorgeous.” Rin pulled you along, going toward the back where the private rooms were. You knew this was just for the money, but the way his hand felt around yours and the name he just called you, made you flush up. Soon, you were in a small room, black walls, with a few lamps on the walls making the room fill with a red hue. There was a large, soft looking chair in one corner, with red drapes all over the room. Pillows were thrown around the room along with a leather couch on the other side of the room. The sound of the door closing caught your attention, your eyes snapping back up to Rin who had a tight black tank top on along with some ripped jeans.

“So, who do I have the pleasure of being with tonight?” He was in front of you, his fingertips lightly grazing the supple skin of your arm.

“(Y-Y/N), I-I’ve never had this done before.” Your nervousness was evident in the way that you stuttered, but you couldn’t help it. His hand were now wrapped around your soft upper arms, his fingers sinking into the pillow like flesh a bit.

His breath hit your ear. “It’s alright, I’ll take care of you.”

Moving a little lock of hair behind your ear, the tips of his fingers grazed down the slope of your neck and dancing down the top of the dress. With the other hand still wrapped around your upper arm, he gently coaxed you to start walking toward the huge soft looking chair that was in the corner.

Both hands gently trailed down the sides of your supple waist, his fingers gently digging in once again as if he couldn’t help it. “Just take a seat and I’ll do the rest.”

You could hear the smirk in his voice, his hands halting you in place in front of the chair. You were suddenly turned around; Rin’s large hands settling back on your waist, facing Rin. His face glowed in the low red lights in the room and being this close to him gave you the chance to look closely to his sharp teeth and that gorgeous smirk plastered on his face. Giving a slight tug on your waist toward him, you could feel the hard muscles under his tank top against your soft tummy, you gulped at the position you were in, but it felt nice and you didn’t want to move away because of that.

“You’re so soft,” Rin hummed, the fingers that were on your plush waist, skimming lightly up and back down and eventually dancing along the top of your bottom. Gulping the nerves away at the touch, Rin noticed. “Is this okay, the touching?” His hands stopped all motion as they settled on their original place – your waist as he waited for your reply.

Your mind was buzzing at the choice in front of you. On one hand, this was the time you could ask him some questions that were lingering on your mind, or you could just end it and say you got the dance. Rin’s red eyes lingered on your lips as he patiently waited for your answer.

“I-it’s fine Rin, I’m sure you do this all the time.” He started to gently draw circles into your skin, the gentle touches made you jump a bit at first.

Pushing you gently back with his body, you sank into the soft cushions of the chair, the pillows around you adding even more comfort. Your chubby cheeks flushed up at the position you were with Rin straddling your hips, pinning you down to the chair. Soon, his body was pressing against yours once more and this time you were trapped, but you didn’t mind.

As Rin leaned in more, the flush on your cheeks grew and your breath started to hitch, you thought he was going to kiss you, but he stopped a mere few inches. “I don’t (Y/N)… I never interact with my customer’s like this.” With those words, he softly rubbed his pelvis up against you. Your dress had risen up a bit due to your position on the chair and even more of your supple legs were shown.

“Don’t you do this though, give lap dances to your customers?” Your lips darted out and licked your chapped lips quickly, you knew this wasn’t the time to be asking these questions, but you were just so damn curious about him.

Rin chuckled at your question, raising a hand, he cupped one of your cheeks. “Of course, but I don’t usually have them pinned down in a chair wanting to kiss them.” Rin’s other hand slid down the expanse of your leg, stopping to rest on your outer thigh, giving the soft skin a squeeze causing you to gasp.

“I noticed you up on stage, laughing with your friends, smiling and drinking your nerves away,” His hands were on your waist once more and out of the blue, he hauled you up and flipped your positions, making you straddle the now sitting dancer. Your dress was riding up even more and your hands fell on Rin’s chest. You tried to get up, but he caged you in by wrapping his arms around your plush waist. “You’re so damn gorgeous (Y/N). I know I may seem crazy, but please, go out on a date with me.” His large hands were skimming your waist once more.

You knew when someone was pulling your leg and right now that was not the case. His words were real and his emotions raw. Never in a million years did you think this scenario would come out of your friends last night of freedom. Your mind went back to your friends words.

“Be open minded (Y/N), you never know what’ll happen.”

Biting your lip, you decided to take a leap of faith. It may seem unlikely, but you wanted to see if this went anywhere. Before you lost the nerve, you leaned down toward Rin, hoping he would get the hint and meet you halfway. A pair of lips quickly met yours as his hands gripped your waist a bit tighter, pulling you flush down to him as your lips moved in sync with one another’s. Your hands moved up to his hair and tangled themselves in his red locks, deepening the kiss even more.

Soon, his hands were moving down and clutching onto your round bottom, his fingers sinking into the round globes keeping you in place once more. A soft moan emitted from your mouth as Rin continued to massage your ass gently.

The red head pulled away, your fingers unclutching his hair, hands finding a place on his chest once more. “Fuck (Y/N), you taste so damn sweet.” He was still trying to catch his breath and you weren’t in any better shape either; your round face flushed, mouth hanging open as you tried to catch your breath.

“D-does This Friday work for you?” Rin smiled up at you, the red lights making his sharp teeth glisten and stand out.

“Y-yeah it does.” Giving you a sly grin, his hands slid down a bit, pulling the bottom of your dress up some more, your ass on full display in the private room.

“Good. I’ll pick you up at 8, I do have one request though.” Your head was spinning as you tried to focus on Rin’s words, but the way he was gripping and rolling the flesh on your bottom was plaguing your mind at the moment.

“W-what w-would that be?” You cursed yourself for stuttering so bad and by the smirk on his face, he knew what kind of effect he was having on you and he was relishing in it. One of his hands started to dance along the top of your underwear, occasionally slipping under the flimsy fabric, but doing nothing more than letting go and letting the elastic snap back on your backside making you jump slightly.

“Wear this dress on our date, you look beautiful in it.”

Your eyes lingered on his for a moment, they shined bright in the dimly lit room and every time his eyes trailed you, you swore you saw a tinkle. After those words left his mouth, you quickly cupped Rin’s face in your chubby hands and brought his lips to yours in a passion filled kiss. The stripper was surprised at first; his hands freezing in place on your ass before eventually sliding up the expanse of your back, caressing the rolls and curves of your body. You let out a light moan at the feeling. Rin took advantage of the sound you made and licked the bottom of your lip asking for entrance which you granted. His hands tangled themselves in your hair; tugging your locks as your tongues fought for dominance, swirling around one another like they were doing a dance of sorts.

A loud knock erupted through the small room, making you both pull away.

“Ten minutes left Rin!”

Said male groaned at the voice. “Alright, thanks Sousuke!” With that said, Rin pulled the bottom of your dress down and back over your bottom, where it was supposed to be. Before you could catch your breath, you were lifted up; Rin’s hands cupping your ass as you were in the air for a brief moment before you were sinking in the cushions of the chair once more.

Your eyes were glazed over as Rin quickly discarded his black tank top, showing off his upper body. Your hand shot out as Rin straddled you once more, your fingertips running down the defined muscles before they hit the top of his pants. As you were pulling your hand away, he grasped your wrist gently, placing your hand back on his chest.

“Touch all you want (Y/N), my body is yours to do whatever you want with.”

You weren’t sure if it was the alcohol hitting you now, or that his words were like silk and persuaded you to, but damn, you didn’t care right now as your hand gently tugged at the belt holding his pants up. Getting the hint, Rin quickly finished unbuckling the belt and letting the jeans fall to the floor. Straddling you once more, he started slowly grinding against you to the rhythm of the music. His movements were so precise, slowly rubbing against your clothed heat, you knew this wasn’t how a lap dance went, and they would only grind the air near you.  

Rin’s large hand gently took hold of your soft chin, making you look at him. Lips met yours in a gentle kiss and soon he started peppering light kisses all over your round face – your cheeks, nose, forehead and then he started to trail them down the slope of your neck and across your collarbone, moving up the other side of your neck, but stopped; his hot breath fanning your neck.

“Can I?” You knew what he wanted to do, leave a mark on you. A message to anyone else you might encounter tonight. You nodded and gave a weak moan, tilting your neck to the side to give Rin even more access to the supple area. Without another word, Rin’s teeth sank into your skin making a gasp leave your mouth. Loud sucking echoed in the room as the red head was determined to leave his mark. With a loud ‘pop’ he unlatched his mouth, licking around the already bruised area.

“Look at you,” You could only imagine. You were breathing heard, your cheeks felt hot, hair a bit messed up and you knew your lips were a bit swollen from the kissing session you both had and now a nice, big hickey decorated your neck. Rin’s thumb brushed across your swollen bottom lip. “So beautiful.”

Before he could capture your lips once more, you spoke. “How is this real?” That question you wanted to ask finally slipped out of your mouth. Rin froze, his eyes searching yours for a moment before he opened his mouth.

“What do you mean (Y/N)?”

You glanced to the side already regretting the words that slipped out. Everything was going great and your mouth had to ruin it all. “I-I, ya know, you and me, would only happen in a dream.” You were mentally beating yourself at that shitty explanation.

“You mean, it seems like it’s not possible and why’s that?”  

The words were all clashing together in your head as you tried to piece together a sentence, but every time you would open your mouth, the words would get all jumbled up. Soon you were just shaking your head not wanting to talk anymore.

“(Y/N),” Rin took hold of your chin once more, gently stroking your jawline. “You caught my interest, I want you, I want to know more about you, you’re so damn gorgeous I know there’s more to you and I want to know everything. Looks don’t matter, but if that’s what you’re worried about; don’t be, you’re amazing as is.”

Another knock made you snap out of your daydream state as Rin’s words finally sank in.

“Time’s up Rin.”

He had an annoyed look etched on his face. “Alright, alright, give us a few!” Sighing, the red head got off the chair and quickly put his pants and tank top back on before turning to you with a grin and holding his hand out to you. Taking it, he easily pulled you up and back into him, his arms sliding around your waist and pulling you flush against him.

“So,” He started, lips lingering over yours. “Are we still on for Friday?” You nodded as he captured your lips in a chaste kiss.

“I’ll give you my nu-.” Rin silenced you once more with another kiss as he nipped your bottom lip.

“No need, your friend Cynthia already gave me your number and I already texted you.”

You honestly had no words because that’s some shit Cynthia would do. Rin laughed at your expression as you buried your face in his neck to hide your flushed face, your chubby arms wrapped around his back as you hugged him close.

“Hey,” He muttered against your neck. “We only have a few days before our date, besides we’ll text each other.” You only nodded as he continued. “Now, I don’t want to keep you from your friends, especially the bride to be, seems like she’ll have a lot of questions for you.” Rin licked the mark he put on you as you only groaned.

Pulling away, Rin opened the door for you, letting you out first, but not before giving your ass a nice hard smack as you exited the room making a gasp emitting from you as you grasped your slapped ass cheek. The red head only laughed and winked at you.

“Oh my god, (Y/N)! You sly vixen!” Your round face paled at the high pitched voice of your best friend Cynthia who practically ran down the hall, grabbing onto you. Cynthia screamed as she grabbed your neck and traced the giant hickey on it.

“You two are so naughty, I love it!” You waved her off, huffing in annoyance, crossing your arms across your chest. An arm was slung across your shoulders pulling you into a hard chest.

“(Y/N)’s pretty damn naughty and she tastes sweet,” Rin placed a kiss on your chubby cheek before turning around and back into the small, private room, but not before saying one last thing that made your cheeks burn into oblivion. “I’ll text ya later (Y/N), I can’t wait to feel more of you on Friday.” With that, Rin closed the door as Cynthia squealed.

“I told you he was into you girl! I totally called it!” Cynthia wrapped an arm around your pudgy waist as you both walked down the hall and back to your group to continue the night out.

“Y-yeah you did Cynthia, he’s great and I’ll be seeing him soon.”

Cynthia smiled down at you and rubbed her head against yours. “I’m glad to hear that, now,” Turning the corner, you saw the group all grinning at you and hollering, giving you thumbs up your way. “Let’s continue this last night of freedom! To the next bar my girls, the night has just begun!” You and your friends all yelled and cheered as you all left the strip bar.

As your group walked away from the building, your mind was replaying everything that had went down earlier, the kisses, the words, the touches. It was something you never expected to happen, but now you’re so glad that you took a chance. One of your friends handed you your purse and you dug through it as they continued to chatter with one another.

A new message lit up your screen as a giant smile lit up your face. The number was unknown to you, but you tapped it as the message page popped up.

Have a great rest of your night beautiful.

-Rin

You didn’t text him back right away, you just kept reading the words repeating over and over in your mind as a stupid grin was stuck on your face.

“Earth to (Y/N)!” Clicking the side of your phone, it shut off as you put the device back in your purse for safe keeping.

“Girl,” Cynthia was next to you, grin on her face. “I know you are smitten with sexy Rin, but let’s enjoy the rest of the night… I want my best friend to have fun with me, is that cool?”

“Of course, I’m sorry, it’s just-.” She cut you off with a laugh.

“Don’t be sorry (Y/N), you deserve to be happy, now enough with the sappy stuff, let’s go drink and give this town hell ladies!” You all nodded as you continued down the street embarking on a wonderful night filled with laughter, stories and memories to last a lifetime and with a date coming up in a few days with a great guy, you knew your smile wouldn’t go away for a while.

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