#plaid outfit

[minniesmelody]

Matching Plaid

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: Gareth Emerson x Fem! Reader

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: surprising Gareth with a red plaid skirt to match his sleeveless vest

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: established relationship, this is pure fluff, hints of sex, this is also extremely short so this is more of a quick imagine than a long one-shot

𝗣𝗼𝘃: first Person- Y/n

‘You’re fine Y/n, Gareth is gonna love it…right?’ I thought to myself as I looked at myself in the mirror of the girls school bathroom.

I had gotten a red plaid skirt that perfectly matched Gareth’s iconic red vest, basically his signature look. Mentally Praying he is gonna go nuts over it since I had spent my last 25 bucks on this damn skirt.

I haven’t seen him all day, us having different class schedules.

After a few deep breaths I had exited the bathroom and made my way to the cafeteria where lunch was taking place. I usually skipped lunch, the school lunch grossing me out a bit after I found multiple hairs and even a cockroach in my food once. Usually bringing my own snack or stealing some of whatever Gareth or Eddie had.

I quickly spotted the curly headed boy, sitting in our usual spots at the table we basically claimed for us, freaks.

“Not sure, Cunningham wants to do a drug deal in the woods after last period”

I slowly slid in between Gareth and Eddie and took a seat.

“As in Chrissy Cunningham? No way man, I me- oh hey sunshine, but I mean she is like…. goodie two shoes, someone like her wanting we-“ Gareth stopped when his eyes traveled down to my thighs and his lips parting.

He didn’t move or say anything, even when Mike and Dustin came over with their trays and sat down across from us.

“You alright there, Emerson?” Eddie asked before placing a pretzel in his mouth.

He slowly looked up at me.

“Are you wearing a red plaid skirt right now to match with me or have I finally lost it and I’m not seeing things correctly”

I giggled a little at his comment “no Gare, you are seeing correctly”

“Dude it’s just a skirt, chill” Jeff said from beside him.

He quickly whipped his head his direction. “Just a skirt?! J-Jeff look at it, it matches mine, I mean- that isn’t making you’re head spin right now? Guys?” Gareth said asking everyone else at the table.

They all shook their heads ‘no’

“Nah man” Mike said

“I think that’s only happening to you cause that’s you’re girlfriend so-“ Jeff said, taking a skip of his coke afterwards.

“Do you not like it?” I asked, already knowing he did but just something to tease him with a little.

“Like it? Not even love it, more like obsessed than anythi-“

“Okay okay please we get it, she decided to match with her boyfriend, how cute, but please cut it before y’all decide you wanna create a daycare in the middle of the cafeteria” Eddie said “please and thank you, anyways who is ready for the cult of vecna tonight?”

“Right about that, so Lucas has his-“

Quickly zoning out of whatever was being said as Gareth placed a hand on my thigh and shot a wink at me.

Well worth of last bit of money I still had left in allowance, very well worth it.

𝘼/𝙣 : pls this was so rushed but like I said, I’m trying to push as much fic’s and content as I can, It had popped up in my head and I quickly turned it into a short imagine, hope you enjoyed this really short and shitty…whatever this is- 🐭🎀 x

#stranger things #hellfire club #eddie munson #stranger things imagine #gareth emerson #imagine #fanfic #gareth emerson x reader #gareth stranger things #plaid outfit #red plaid #pls i love him #I’m ready to go and buy a read plaid skirt now #I probably will and do a female cosplay of him and post it on my Instagram

[kpop-bbg]

#bnd woonhak #kim woonhak #kpop boys #galoshes #rain boots #comme des garçons #plaid #plaid outfit #plaid suit #shorts #ribbon bow #boynextdoor #woonhak #boy fashion #bow tie

[chenfordsbee]

Tim Bradford in plaids 3x13 “Triple Duty” I 4x22 “Day In The Hole”

#the rookie #the rookie abc #abc the rookie #the rookie edit #therookieedit #therookiedaily #the rookie gifs #3x13 #4x22 #parallels #tim bradford #timbradfordedit #eric winter #ericwinteredit #plaid outfit #plaid shirt #this man 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

[whatjanewore]

Loving plaid since 1982.

Worn 1/26/22.

#plaid outfit #daily outfit #ootd #outfit #mostly thrifted

[bxtchhime]

#Oop #That's me #selfie #selca #fashion #me #self #alternative #altfashion #alternative fashion #plaid outfit #neon vibes

[riconastyfan]

#rico nasty #blue water road trip #blue water road #bwr #bwr concert #freak city la #plaid outfit #plaid skirt #blue rainbow wig #hairstyles #fav hairstyle

[melancologie]

I liked my fit today :3

#outfit #mine #docs #dr martens #emo moment #dreamcore #alternative #fashion #aesthetic #darkcore #colour #autumn colours #plaid outfit #leather #tattoos #Spotify

[cocofuktoyaesthetic]

#plaid skirt #plaid outfit #tutoring

[thejawdroppers]

Jaw Dropper of the Week: Paige Spiranac

#beautiful #sexy #blonde #shirt #plaid #skirt #schoolgirl outfit #up the skirt #fit #butt #thighs #legs #selfie #girl #model #pspiranac #popular #winner

[dannais-dde-daneann]

Hot autumn outfit in style of 1949–1951s with plaid print: vintage swing...

#youtube #vintage #vintage photography #vintage fashion #vintage style #Retro #retro fashion #retro style #retro dress #retro look #Liz Claiborne #Marco Pecci #Remo Salvador #plaid print #plaid outfit #plaid hat #silk hat #swing skirt #1940s fashion #1950s fashion #new look #1949 #1951 #dannais #Dannais dde Daneann #Dannais dde Danenn #Alexandrina Wasiliewa-Szylowska #vintage Liz Claiborne #ReVolt #Italian Style

[isa-doingthings]

#nighttime #night out #plaid outfit #plaid pattern #plaid shirts #plaid shirt

[kpop-bbg]

#yeom taekyun #kpop idols #plaid outfit #purple outfit #lavender #sfw agere #babygirl #cute fashion #cardigan #bleached hair #platinum blonde #ciipher #ciipher tag

[sherbetyy]

i think it’s funny he has a tie of himself

#he’s boobs……. #sorry the shaping is a bit off #bleh #anyway take this . thing #i don’t really know i thought about making this when i saw the image but i forgot to do it every time i saw it #but i did it ! #thought it’d be neat to make the inside of his jacket red… #that’s what i think it looks like #also slightly unrelated but they didn’t make jon’s outfits bad enough in the tv series #they were way worse in the comics and that’s the way i like it #that jacket should be yellow and purple with a plaid pattern and a green bow tie also #but o well #anyway my power might go out bye #☎️ #my art #dhmis #dhmis fanart #dhmis duck #duck guy #dont hug me im scared

[chimielie]

what it is

summary: Oikawa x Reader. he makes it out of the friendzone (with some help)

word count: 1.3k

cw: nothing, oikawa in glasses

a/n: i wrote this in under an hour while heavily caffeinated?;!;!4& brain melting

“You’re late,” you say with a grin. Oikawa Tooru pouts at you, his team jacket folded over his arms. He’s already changed out of uniform, you notice; must have exchanged it for a white t-shirt and slacks in the locker room.

“I was swarmed,” he claims as the two of you start to walk together. You roll your eyes and don’t even bother making a jab about his popularity with the girls (and people of all genders, really). At this point, you’ve accepted that deranged fans come with the territory of being friends with the volleyball team captain.

You met Oikawa on the first day of your first year at Aoba Johsai and had been friends ever since. Even though you had no interest in the sport at first, his love for volleyball was infectious. He had even roped you into being the team’s manager. You still weren’t sure how he had pulled that off, but you didn’t mind too much—you’d grown to love the team and the sport too, in your own way.

Despite your closeness, you’d never really understood why he had a fan club, especially as a teenage school athlete. You expected his popularity to grow when (not if) he went professional, but the idea of swooning over some guy you had pre-calculus classes with was totally foreign to you. It was a running joke among your friends that you were immune to Oikawa’s looks and charming magnetism (and, honestly, to all four of the team’s upperclassmen. You could acknowledge how objectively attractive they all were even though none of them seemed to fit your niche).

Sometimes, you caught Oikawa making strange expressions while your friends teased you about not liking him. It felt like you were the only one who noticed these kinds of things, sometimes. You really liked being able to read him so easily: both of you had saved each other under the contact name “Platonic Soulmate” in your phones.

You chalked up the weird faces to your friend’s first-rate ego, and even though you knew that the notion of one person not being desperately in love with him wouldn’t scratch the surface of his self-esteem, you always found yourself taking his hand surreptitiously or leaning your head on his shoulder when you did see him looking mopey. He always perked up, after that, and all would be sunshine again.

Today, everyone else had bailed on you when you suggested a joint ice-cream-and-study-date before next week’s exams. Iwaizumi had claimed that Oikawa was too loud and always distracted him, so he couldn’t seriously try to study together. Matsukawa had to babysit and refused to bring the brats, as he affectionately called his siblings, to get sweets. Hanamaki had just quirked his eyebrows at you and said, “I don’t feel like third wheeling. Thanks, but no thanks.”

You hadn’t really understood what he meant, but you hadn’t questioned it.

Oikawa had almost begged off to do some solo practice, too, but you’d made a fuss about nearing the end of your high school experience and worrying that you would fall out of touch when volleyball became his whole life (even moreso than it was now!), and he’d caved with an overdramatic sigh and a soft look that told you he wasn’t all that mad about your guilt-tripping.

You’re broken from your thoughts when you reach the ice-cream shop, Oikawa jabbering in your ear about some drama you can’t keep up with.

“And then she told me—ah, I can’t read the menu. You know, they were late refilling my contact prescription this month, so I’ve been carrying around my glasses, I hate it. So unflattering.”

You worry your lip as you stare at the flavor chart, barely listening to him talk.

“I’m sure it’s,” you start, turning to him as he slides the case out of his pocket and puts the frames on his face in a smooth motion. “Um.”

The glasses are not unflattering, you think dumbly, staring at him, your sentence hanging unfinished. The glasses perch on his nose perfectly, making you appreciate, for the first time, the shape of his nose and his cheekbones. Had they always been that sharp? And since when had his eyes been so pretty, reflecting the sunlight in so many shades, framed with long eyelashes that would have made you jealous if you weren’t so—

You reach out and lift the glasses off his face slowly, hoping that the old, familiar features that you’d never felt anything but friendship-friendly feelings towards would return. You can still see it, though: the divot of his Cupid’s bow is appealing, now, his smooth skin glowing to you, his surprised expression fucking adorable. You drop the frames back onto his nose.

Very abruptly, whatever immunity you once had to Oikawa’s looks is demolished in one fell swoop.

“I have to go have a midlife crisis,” you say decisively, and march out of the shop.

“Hey! What—where are you going? You’re not even middle-aged?” Oikawa calls after you, and you try steadfastly to ignore him, but every sense seems to have been awakened to your friend. Your face flushes, and you start walking faster, nearing the pace of a jog even though your limbs are stiff.

You finally pull over in a quieter, slightly more secluded spot between two buildings. You lean against the wall, closing your eyes, trying to remind yourself to take deep breaths.

“Are you okay?” Oikawa says, and you curse his long, athlete legs for having followed you so swiftly. “What’s wrong?”

You open your eyes. He’s still wearing the fucking glasses. Rest in peace, you think to yourself, surely my heart is going to give up soon, at the rate it’s going. Your lips part, but you can’t seem to get the words out. His worried gaze studies you until he finds something—exactly whatever you didn’t want him to see. A slow smile unfurls over his face, and you narrow your eyes. Ugh, how dare his smugness be attractive too, now?

“I should wear the glasses more often, huh?” He says, and you shake your head no frantically.

“Please don’t,” you say. “It’s, like, it doesn’t even matter anymore, anyway, I can’t unsee it now.”

“Unsee what?” He cocks his head, and he’s getting closer, and there’s nowhere to back away from him because you’re up against a wall—

“You’re hot!” You wail. “I saw it and I’m never gonna stop thinking it now, it doesn’t even matter what you wear, I’m doomed! This is the worst thing ever, ‘Kawa, how’m I supposed to go on… I can’t be your friend and a part of your fan club. I don’t think I can even be a part of your fan club ‘cause I don’t just think you’re hot, I think I have a crush on you—oh, my God, I have a c—”

Your increasingly frantic rambling is cut off by Oikawa sealing his lips to yours. The kiss is quick and sweet, and when he pulls away he still looks so, so handsome, and so concerned.

“Please breathe,” he says, and you nod, gaping at him in shock. “I like you too, okay? Please stop having a crisis.

“Okay,” you exhale, bracing your hands on his shoulders. “Okay. I’m still freaking out, though. I think the only way to stop it is to keep kissing me.”

Oikawa heaves a big, overdramatic sigh, and leans in, his glasses bumping your face; giving in to you, just like he always does.

#WAS this inspired by the time i saw my bf in glasses and literally went to my friend’s dorm and screamed for sixteen seconds (he timed it) #well i’m not telling. that’s a secret. #oikawa: i like you #reader (visions of oikawa in that godawful plaid outfit swimming thru their head): i think even that’s hot now. i have to get a lobotomy #oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa tōru x reader #oikawa fluff #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #hq!! x reader #haikyuu!! fluff #haikyuu!! x reader fluff #hq x reader fluff #oikawa x reader fluff #hq!! fluff #the word fluff doesnt look real anymore

[nyc-looks]

Frankie, 28

“I'm wearing all vintage: pants are Levi's laired with a wool kilt, an oversized cotton button down that I sewed and altered to make it more cropped and textured by adjusting where I buttoned the shirt! Skirt and shirt are from Brooklyn Vintage Company, pants and blazer are from Flower Child Cleveland. I often describe my style as ’if an art teacher, clown, and a pirate had a baby it'd be me’ I mainly gravitate towards chunky, whimsical silhouettes with as much pattern mixing, layering, and cohesive color stories as possible.”

Oct 20, 2023 ∙ Chelsea

#nyc looks #street style #street fashion #style #new york #outfit #vintage #fashion #new york street style #plaid #plaid skirt #plaid pants

[almondpiglet]

happy new year!!! redrew another one of my favorite mp100 official art wahoooo

#just look at my well dressed boys #mob who is always dressed to the 9s #reigen dressed as a lesbian (aka PEAK reigen) #realizing now that seri really only has one outfit but i dont even care!! he rocks it!! #ritsu and teru are serving for their effing LIVES... for the GODS #shou's fuzzy sweater... did your mom pick that out for you lil man (but the whole fit is cute tho!) #dimple in an ICONIC red scarf #errr...this made me run out of storage space #and painting the plaid almost knocked me out... #mp100 #my art #mob psycho 100 #shigeo kageyama #reigen arataka #serizawa katsuya #teruki hanazawa #ritsu kageyama #shou suzuki #ekubo