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highladyofterrasen7 · 1 month
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Jude doesn’t dress for women, she doesn’t dress for men, she dresses for revenge
Cardan dresses so that if he becomes a ghost, at least he’s a ghost with style
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John Wick + outfits
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pink-saalt · 1 month
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Hey fic writers can we stop referring to any part of Hobie as "thick" (besides his skull maybe) when bro is built like yield sign?? His "thick" arms are not wrapping around you when he hugs alright 😭 you're being restrained by wires.
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Like yeah, he's spiderman, he'll be STRONG but I'm TIRED of buff descriptions being used for my stickbug !! Where's my fanfic where reader/mc whoever is scared of touching him in case he breaks something, hm?? Cause ik as a plus size girl I'd be mortified-
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eightyuh · 1 month
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How does bath time work?
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⟡ Story behind this special ask here ⟡ Read @wicksend here
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shortnotsweet · 5 months
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[ “SOMEBODY TOLD ME”]:
BREAKING MY BACK JUST TO KNOW YOUR NAME. SEVENTEEN TRACKS AND I’VE HAD IT WITH THIS GAME. A BREAKIN’ MY BACK JUST TO KNOW YOUR NAME—BUT HEAVEN AIN’T CLOSE IN A PLACE LIKE THIS.
— The Killers, Hot Fuss (2004)
Princess Rhaenyra’s insolence is wearing her stepmother’s patience thin. Queen Alicent is not ten years her senior, but even during her own sixteenth year, she cannot recall herself behaving so brazenly. She would never burst into courtly discussions in nothing but gilded armor and the underskirts of her riding leathers, awash in blood. (She would never be spotted in blood that was not her own, anyway. Alicent has never picked up a sword, not one that belonged to her.) Nevermind that Rhaenyra is attending to diplomatic affairs with bared teeth and scales, no—the crux of the matter is just that, her affairs. Rhaenyra is the Realm’s Delight, a beauty incomparable to any fair maiden, Alicent included. She indulges herself with appetite of a spoiled child, the confidence of man, and the pickings befitting only to her royal blood. Criston Cole. Daemon Targaryen. Harwin Strong. Laena Velaryon. She’s full of love, isn’t she? That selfish, foolish girl. What does Rhaenyra Targaryen know of love, of duty? She is a child in so many ways—she thinks killing makes her a man, thinks the throne is hers despite being a woman, thinks she can have her knight and her uncle and her protector and Laena Velaryon in one fail swoop. She’s wrong. She doesn’t know herself half as well as Alicent does. Alicent, who sees her for what she truly is, who wants to see all of her and more of her and none of her. Alicent has been stolen into the Keep by her own father—both of their fathers—but Rhaenyra is the key to this place, is the window to everything barred. Rhaenyra Targaryen has a dragon. Rhaenyra can fly.
That’s what Rhaenyra had promised her once, with her lips pulled back in a grin, exposing the white of her teeth like the violently radiant creature she was. “Perhaps when you grow tired of plotting against me, we shall ride on dragonback together,” she had said. The tease.
Alicent had yanked her into an empty corridor by the silk of her sleeve, ready to chastise her for her ill behavior. Conversing with the lords and ladies of the court at a feast was one thing, but chattering about her bloody encounters in battle over the pudding tureen were another. The lord at her elbow was going green. Alicent’s own face was likely red; her heart raced whenever Rhaenyra got like this. Alicent had never seen the battlefield—only seen battered men in dented armor and the slumps of corpses lined along dirt roads in the aftermath of war—but her own imagination terrified her like nothing else.
(Rhaenyra is better with a sword than half of the knights in Westeros, and more lovely than the lot. Her reign has not yet begun, but already the commoners flock to her—lured in by tales of her beauty and fine hair—and soldiers would follow her into battle. Alicent would not follow, but she would watch and bite her nails down to the quick.
She thinks of the figure Rhaenyra cuts in full armor, the heat in her gaze underneath the slots of her helmet. Alicent remembers the weight of her own hand in Rhaenyra’s—which was gloved—when the princess rode up to the spectators box and grasped it in her own, bringing Alicent’s knuckles to her lips. She thinks of Rhaenyra murdered in the sky, skewered with another man’s sword, plummeting to the ground, torn in half, streaking crimson across the clouds. Alicent would scream, or cry. She might laugh. She would throw herself from the window of her tower. Rhaenyra’s bloody exploits terrified Alicent for reasons she could not identify, and excited her for reasons she refused to.)
“I’d sooner be confined to the castle for the rest of my days than get on the back of that bloody lizard,” Alicent scoffed. Rhaenyra only tucked her hand over Alicent’s, where it was resting on her forearm. She flexed her fingers, moving to release her grip on the dark fabric, but Rhaenyra intertwined their fingers and held them fast.
“You’re confined already. You are already accustomed to such a thing. I know you. But—”
“But you forget yourself. You think you’re invulnerable, Rhaenyra. You don’t know who you are.” Alicent intends for it to be a sneer, but instead it comes out quietly, and too gentle for disdain. She can’t know. Rhaenyra is as trapped as she is, but they’re trapped together. They belong together. She belongs with Alicent.
“I am Rhaenyra Targaryen, Heir to the Iron Throne and all of Westeros. I am a dragonrider. I am—I am your daughter. In a way. Your sister, too. Your enemy. Your sword, your shield.”
“And what am I?” What else is left for me? Alicent wonders.
“My Queen. For now.” Rhaenyra cocks her head, and the gleam in her eyes burns like fire raining down. “When I am Queen, you will be my lady.”
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cannibalgh0st · 2 months
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🌺💖🪷💨
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grayvixen · 10 months
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Wicked Whims Undressables Compatible Part-1 I've added @wickedwhims Undressables compatibility to some of my old custom content. To use this feature, you need to download lingerie files and "WW_Undressable.package" with extension files and put them in your mod folder.
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corporalicent · 6 days
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when he was wicked | chapter eight
And he didn’t think he was ever going to get over it.
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toonheartz · 4 months
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trying to design wicked mickey and he just looks like the "i just drew a dark fucked up version of hamburger helper" meme 😭
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he is DEFINITELY not ready for use
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mushroomnoodles · 5 hours
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You mentioned in one of your recent posts about Morri being sang to! Does Betty sing to him in the tummy alot?
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somewhat often, yes! betty wasn't a hummer or singer much before meeting vanilla simon, but she uses the string of notes/words to help keep her mind focused when the MMS from being a wizard is bad, so she's much more willing to sing to all of the babies simon carries, but morri especially since they would settle down after a while. (morri usually isn't much of a kicker without a seal on them, but in wizardbetty au they were much more active due to simon being more active and having lots of convos with betty, who morri adores).
constantly trying to wiggle around to investigate and listen to all the strange interesting noises they could hear from the womb and listen to betty and simon talk since they could understand them to a degree! curious baby.
anyways, morrigan settled down once simon started having to hang back while betty went out and scouted, and moreso when they moved into the train car, so betty didn't do it as much- mostly just talking to morri when she got home.
the exception was either when morri was really excited to hear mom's voice (they missed her! hello!) or right after a growth spurt, where they would be trying to get comfortable again because their papa really didn't have much room left for them to grow + it gave them a little energy boost.
(side note, once they got in the train car simon's nesting urges came in hard. he was constantly tidying the place up, cleaning and decorating with the things betty brought home in an attempt to make it "presentable" for when the baby came.)
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medusa8bit · 3 months
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“If I presented a tv show it’d be Blind Date, only I’d send the winners somewhere proper shit on the holiday. That would be the whole show, making people hate each other on holiday.”
— Oli’s random musings for kerrang! magazine, 2006
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slut-and-falcon · 9 months
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How Elphaba dresses headcannon
-Elphaba isn’t a women but doesn’t have the language to communicate that since evangelical munchkinland very much has the gender binary
-she despises femininity because it was an unattainable goal that when she attempted to encompass, left her feeling very wrong and uncomfortable
-wearing Fiyero’s clothes made her feel confident and masculine, despite her long hair.
-she feels more comfortable in dark color since they mute the green. She also wears multiple layers (like pants under her skirts) for modesty and comfort. She doesn’t realize until later than it’s not necessarily modesty to hid the green, but her liking wearing modest pants rather than skirts. With the skirts making her feel wrong (aka dysphoric)
-sue to her subjected poverty (since Frex doesn’t spend more than the absolute minimum on her), she takes to wearing Frex’s and the house worker’s old clothes
-the cook is nice to her, and first tried to give Elphaba, her (the cook’s) old dresses until Elphaba shyly asks if she could have the cook’s sons’ old clothing. Elphaba uses the excuse that she wanted to mend them and then donate them to the church, but yet none of those hand me downs ever appear in the church’s donation closet.
-Elphaba is skinny due to poor diet, and it’s worse after being on the run. After she settles down with Fiyero, she gains some healthy weight, and they share clothes often.
-Elphaba’s daily clothes after leaving Shiz includes practical farm boots, thick dark denim pants, long sleeve shirts, and a coat (the men’s duster isn’t practical for living in the woods, but she favors it when in the city undercover). She likes to wear her hat when making a point, otherwise her hair and face are covered by bandanas or a scarf. Tall pointy hats are pretty noticeable for someone in hiding.
-post her and Fiyero leaving Oz for safety, she regularly wears boots, pants, and a button down shirt. She wears her Vinkus silk scarfs as belts. Fiyero buys her a black hat with a wide brim with fringe that she wears when encompassing the ‘witch’ persona to scare outsiders (to protect her community of refugee animals on the edge of the Vinkus desert).
-when working undercover in the city, she often pretended to be a client of sex workers (during their ‘session’ she would provide them food and supplies while they gave information). (The city’s sex workers were mainly displaced people from Oz and many were part of the Resistance)
-Elphaba keeps her long hair as a monument to her mother, and Fiyero braids it often in the style of men from the Arjikis (braided back into a French braid with many tiny braids that represent accomplishments. Charms and some grasses are braided into the hair with symbolism. Arjiki women often braided her hair up, while men wore long braids down their back. Fiyero cut his as a method of assimilation when he moved East, and after some -omg-I’m-a-leader-and-I-am-stressed-and-I-want-to-rebel issues. He keeps it short while working undercover in the government. He grows it back out after leaving with Elphaba.
-Elphaba wears light pants that were cut off at the knee. Fiyero wears the same because Elphaba feels guilt whenever she sees his back scares from the Gale Force torture.
-fiyero likes dressing Elphaba nearly as much as he liked undressing her. There is something very intimate about it that he craves.
-Elphaba doesn’t bind, but she does wear a tank top folded up over her chest that resembles a sports bra under her shirt.
-breasts aren’t sexualized in Fiyero’s culture, so it’s common to see Elphaba walking around their home at night without a top on. She sleeps without a top on as well (unless it’s too cold to do so). She may do this, while using one her of silk scarfs as a shawl.
-jewelry- she has a necklace that Fiyero made for her back when they were at Shiz. It’s made of leather and has a small geode on it. She also wears a small strip of leather around her left wrist that serves as her equivalent of a wedding ring. Fiyero had a matching one. The original strip of leather had been cut longways into two pieces for Elphaba and Fiyero to wear separately.
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homeboyyyy · 6 months
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John Wick should have been called Keanu Grieves.
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wickedttrpg · 3 months
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Announcing the inaugural season of Wicked World, Sheep’s Clothing! An homage to slasher movies (with a paranormal twist) set in the year 1997.
Cast Finch Edmund (they/them) as The Game Master Scooter Rothman (it/any) as Naomi Czajkowski (he/she) Stevie Faye (they/xe) as Jacqueline "Jack" Benenson (they/she) Jenine Florence (they/them) as Petunia "Puck" Perez (any) Keegan Thoranin (any) as Winsome "Win" Aekpong (she/her) Maxine Zianna Rae Phoenix (they/she) as Janna Litz (she/her)
This story will be told using the Kids on Bikes system by Hunters Entertainment. All art was done by Keegan Thoranin.
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evren-sadwrn · 4 months
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someone on reddit said that each john wick major antagonist was more dripped out than the last and honestly?
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yeah. i agree. being in the high table circle truly does require style
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darlingod · 2 years
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I know I’ve talked about this before but CARDAN. THOUGHT. TARYN. WAS. JUDE. WHEN. TARYN. WORE. THE. EARRINGS. HOLY. FUCK.
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