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ohh-lover · 8 months
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Had a photoshooting for our cats 9th birthday! Everyone say happy birthday teddy
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Frank! fantasy flavor!
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i really wanted to blend that monk-class inspiration w/ Frank's personal vibe... i like to think that i Succeeded!
i turned his tie into a sort of brooch since, yk. bowties aren't all that Fantastical. they miss the style. also i think they'd be more comfortable with something smaller since he's very active and needs a wide range of maneuverability
i bet Eddie or someone wheedled them into adding the leather shoulder pauldrons - leather to keep it a bit more flexy, and also. it just looks Cool!
figuring out what would replace his vest was tough. i didn't want them to be entirely unprotected, but i couldn't give him straight armor. though i will admit! a sort of tight-fitting crop top was Considered! but i landed on a gambeson vest as the best fit - comfortable, flexible, a Vest, while providing some level of protection! also, gambesons are quilted, which fits Frank's diamond-checkered vest!
ive already mentioned that one of my favorite outfit things is Flowy Pants Tucked Into Boots, so... that choice wasn't very character driven. except the boots are a tall ankle wrap - for that extra stability and strength! their shoes are pretty flexible and are only a few steps away from being slippers.
and the half-skirt - open skirt? - thing (still don't know what its called) is purely some self indulgence. i think Frank looks great in skirts!! also imagining him Throwing Down w/ the added flair of the skirt... damn. it'd probably help confuse enemies too - what're they gonna do next? who knows! the skirt is in the way and adding extra Movement!
i like to think that his knife is either in a sheath attached to the back of the belt, or they have it on their thigh (under the skirt) like Wally's bag. he probably never uses it... punching is the way to go for Frank methinks. it's probably reserved for cutting ropes and fruit
speaking of punching.... wrist wraps! inspired by boxing gauze! pads his knuckles, keeps his wrist compressed, its the best choice for physical combat. though the wrapped knuckles probably always have blood showing through anyway... or no yeah it's mostly other people's blood...
as for scars - Frank probably has quite the collection! i imagine that they've been picking fights since a young age, and in such a dangerous world he probably got hit a Lot until they learned how to hit back. and hit back Well. still, i wanted to give him a cool face scar with a very lame backstory - a book with a crisp, sharp spine corner fell off a high shelf and bonked them in the face at juuuust the right angle <3 he probably stays very fucking quiet about it which makes everyone think there's some intense traumatic backstory behind it. there isn't. Frank's just embarrassed.
closing note: i imagine that Frank has zero magic. literally none. cannot wield it for shit cannot utilize it. he's just like Howdy fr
#im Very happy with this outfit ngl#they probably know a bunch of different fighting styles...#and then stitches them all together into a Frankenstyle#get it? frankenstein's monster + frank + style - yeah yeah i know im hilarious#he probably stresses everyone tf out with how gung-ho they are in a fight Without Much Protection#like yeah gambesons can cushion blows and depending on the quality can lessen or even stop arrows / stabs#but frank's is a Vest. yeah it covers his vital organ area but like. their face? arms? legs? its free target practice#everytime eddie sees frank throw himself at an enemy w/ magic or Much Bigger Than Frank#he has about 100 heart attacks#catch him sprinting to cover's franks ass. they need it#frank Will look at someone way above his pay grade and go 'yeah i can take em'#(and that's why they consistently end up under poppy's healing wing)#julie unfortunately is on the same bullshit as frank#so if frank takes on someone he cant handle - so will she. without blinking!#though when she (or anyone else) tries it that's when frank goes 'are you crazy?! dont fight them they'll kill you'#frank has common sense when it comes to other people <3 not themself <3#scribble salad#wh fantasy au#ah yes and the tiny knife... the glorified cheese knife...#even sally has a nice dagger and she's got some Powerful magic on her side#meanwhile frank is bringing fists to a gunfight smh#tryin ta think of a backstory for him for this au...#im thinking... he was either an orphan or his parents straight up Ditched him as a kid...#and he was taken in by a... fuck im missing the word. monastery? or something?#whatever it was it was run by somewhat spiritual people that raised & trained highly skilled/disciplined fighters#with the intent of 'you will fight for good blah blah blah'#maybe frank would sneak out and thats how he met julie? and he taught her some combat skills maybe...#& then he wound up running away w/ her or somethn#or he completed his training and went out to be a Soldier For Good but wound up following his own path & moral compass... idk
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harbingersecho · 16 days
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grif's surgery but just a little more... obvious?
I actually rly rly ADORE frankengrif but I don't have an in-show reason why he'd have extensive long-term allogeneic skingrafts on his face 😔
#rvb#red vs blue#dexter grif#grif#*24#mine#art#cw wounds#Look I love biology stuff like this so I like researching what would be at least semi-plausible even if it's just for a dumb halo show that#makes 0 sense where CPR cures a headshot but i cant help it!!! and like the 'lazy' reason for it would be sarge is just crazy like that but#its not a good reason imo. and like the things he lists needing replacement are mostly internal and body parts which makes sense#considering how grif got injured by sheila like I could 100% see that rupturing organs and crushing his hand and there being burns etc#but like nothing points to grif needing any surgery above the neck and i dont think anyone mentions his face being different? i could#make up injuries for him but nothing in the show actually supports that he'd need grafts for anything but his body..#I'm SOO ready to be convinced otherwise btw like I said I want an obvious frankengrif to be true so bad !!#AGH would it be too insane of me to make like a surgery/injury overview thing for grif just so i can convince myself abt this idea...#i can bend to some fun stuff tho im not a total joykill u know! thats why i give his body the mismatched donor skin look despite allogeneic#grafts not being permanent w/ current tech. like it really doesn't matter if it's realistic or whatever but also Yes It Does.#and like during/after chorus would grey offer to 'fix' it? i imagine the feds could mesh a skin so they could use grif's own skin..#or like during rats nest when they got reassigned?
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deadpanwalking · 6 months
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#“you are not immune to propaganda” problem is some of you have absolutely no fucking immune system
thank you! i'm so sick of being nice about this particular thing. this webbed site is so invested in telling people it's okay if they fall for a little blood libel as a treat
I feel like I'm going insane. That post was well-intentioned and I hope it reaches people who need to see it, but the fact that OP and their friends hung out with fascists for hours before they began to suspect something was off is absolutely fucking wild to me—the dogwhistles wouldn't have even registered if they hadn't walked past a literal synagogue, and they only picked up on those because they recognized the rhetoric as things the Klansmen in their family would say. OP is in their 30s, btw—that level of credulity in an adult is objectively horrifying! If I truly believed every gentile leftist were that susceptible, I'd fucking kill myself.
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ganondoodle · 22 days
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Hello 👋
Swallowing my nerves at last to send you an ask! I was just wondering, what inspires your designs? Are their inspirations in stuff like movies or games? Or just things you come up with yourself?
i .. honestly its kinda hard to tell, sometimes i just randomly think of something, like some detail, or color combination and try to incorporate that into a design somehow; it can come from anywhere, like the color scheme of a pithaya/dragonfruit is something i have been wanting to make a design with for ages but havent come up with anything good in all those years ;O;
im a very easily fascinated by color, espeically in nature, like sometimes i just stop and stare at something like i froze in time bc i just woooooooooooooah color! i probably look like a weirdo doing that though
its really hard to pinpoint anything specifically, the most is probably .. other artists? i guess? which always makes me nervous bc my memory is shit in most areas of life and i worry myself to pieces whether i unintentionally "stole" an idea and just dont remember and think it was my own, it goes further that sometimes i see something that makes me want to draw a similar concept but dont bc i dont want to 'steal' even if that couldnt be further from my intention (have been accused of that before ..)
that said for my ocs specifically .. most are rather old and have just kinda evolved out of their awkward first iterations (shargons first iteration was a hauro-howl- copy that was really just some human covered in feathers .. another oc was once a hellboy copy but in green- havent drawn nor redeisgn them in ages lol), the biggest inspirations for them is a mix of animals, bonus if you dont see them often- im a big shark, whale and sea creatures in general nerd so i tend to take from them as a priority but always trying to be less directly animal and mostly just .. features that work together
Eadrya is one of the newer OCs- i started to write but then looked at my folders and oh they are from 2017 .., i even made a design timeline for them how much they, and my art, have changed back in 2020, so thats also way outdated now lol (they apparently started as a whale .. thing? its like a pokemon evolution lol)
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this is them now (i like this sketch still, though shargons design is now also outdated lmao)
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this ones from early 2023 so also outdated now but you get the point
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for demons i try to be a bit more wild on shapes and colors while still adhering to the rules of how they work (humanoid form, demon form, animalistic, one element each and more or less made to fit that, 4 arms is very common, look to be bost scary and wild but also something that would make you stop in tracks and stare in awe and fear if you crossed paths)
often times designs just kinda .. happen, i have maybe the idea ok i wanna make something with a white and red pattern also moose or those big horned cows are cool and kinda scary so maybe sth akin to that (though this one is technically a redesign too- its also pretty much entirely different)
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for non demons but still non human i go for a much more restrained design, mainly inspired directly by an animal and giving the color scheme a good spin, plus adding unconventional body shapes, like ki'ita is also a good example, her old idea was just orca anthro pirate and just by making the white green instead in her most recent redesign already adds that little spin to it
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that can have its pitfalls though, as i often fall into the big arm small head small legs scheme over and over xD
alot of it is trial and error, deciding on the colors can take me hours bc im always searching for my little rule of having one contrast color that shows up in very few places to draw attention to it (like with Eadrya its those bright yellow eyes and thingy at their tail)
and that is all about myy own ocs, when its fandom stuff it works kinda similar though, either in the connections i wanna draw or just thinking it further- like how deities in destiny work also just kinda .. happened like an ever derailing train
like for demise i was at first really just im gonna give him horns bc horns are cool and he got those on the starting mural in the game- so how his hair work? well maybe it isnt hair actually and just unbound energy, im making him a deity too and fit hylias design to his so, yeah, then so how does it work, ok he gotta have a skeleton still, but what if his entire actual body is made up of pure magical energy with its core in the ribcage? with the core in the ribcage >:3c and the scales you see are just like cooled down lava as an armor bc his thing is fire and earth !! the normal blood? is a thin layer of skin imiated from mortals to keep the scales together and flexible so if he ACTUALLY gets hurt hed bleed magic that looks more like lava and any normal blood you see is just the armor- so why does he have a skeleton still instead of being just energy? maybe its gotta be bound to something OH and what if all of the deities started as mortals like a mirror to the trio later on and the gods cannot have direct influence to the worlds so they needed a right hand that is neither god nor mortal but both by killing a mortal by whatever their element will be (demise burned, hylia drowned etc) and their skeleton and spirit is kept but put into a body of magic- OH what if their spirit core is like almost piloting their bodies like a mech in a way bc if youd look close youd see that every strand of magic is actual a hand of their spirit so it makes it more weird and other bc hed be able to reach out with thousands of burning claws of all shapes and sizes like the beheaded forest god at the end of mononoke- SO if hed lose and arm or something all those strands would untangle and rearrange his bones back together-OH MY GOD the whole armor idea works so well for ghirahims dark armor so what if demise had two swords once and lost one and since has forged an armor similar to his own for ghirahim out fo fear of losing him t---
and that all is a process that happens over several weeks and months not rarely while i am drawing something mindlessly and suddendly *have a thought* and omg that makes so much sense-
so "what" inspires my designs? an ever derailing train of thought about making cool thick monsters that arent the evil thing to get rid of for once? cool color schemes? idk it just kinda happens??
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taeiris · 4 days
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my children again, im getting back into them thankfully, also in the process of sorting out their origin story and their dynamic so i can draw them more often <3
version without all the filters n stuff and close ups!
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meirimerens · 10 months
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this is literally just lore of mine so feel free to ignore i just got angry at having to pull 4 different images That don't even Match everytime i wanted to draw him with the scars so grigri of the future i am talking directly into your ear. do not go scrolling in your folders in search of this it is here. the reference is here. i am talking directly into your ear i am inside of your ear.
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ithinkinggenshin · 2 years
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Hi I want to request a hickey prank on
(Hu tao, ei, miko, shenhe) fem reader please thanks!
Hickey Prank
Fandom: Genshin Impact
Characters: Hu Tao, Ei, Yae Miko, Shenhe
Pairings: Fem!Reader x ^above characters
Warnings: lots of implied nsfw but nothing explicit (under the cut just in case), possessive behavior, Shenhe is homicidal and kills a lot of monsters and then you kiss on a mountain (spoilers), branding with electricity (spoilers pt.2)
Word count: 1.7k
Synopsis: this is a brilliant idea where nothing could possibly go wrong. 
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Hu Tao:
You thought you could get back at her for all the pranks she’d played on you? What a silly notion. Hu Tao immediately saw right through your pathetic attempt and decided to answer your little gimmick with an overwhelming reaction. It was like you lit a small match and she responded with an explosion of fire. 
Hu Tao pushes you into your room and tells you to get on the bed. You try again to tell her it was a prank, that these hickies aren't real but are only met with a harsh laugh. 
Of course they are. She's known all along. She knew it the moment you stepped into her office at the parlor. She knew it when she wrapped her own hand around your throat, squeezing the sides until your pathetic attempts to stop her were just you sluggishly flailing in her grasp, and she was sure you had dark spots dancing in your vision. And she knew it when she dragged you through the streets, people looking at you in pity as the queen of the dead was about to make you one of her undead subjects. 
Now you're home and she's going to the locked box in the closet, quickly opening it up with her skeleton key and fishing out things that are too well made to be considered "just toys."
When she turns back you feel a ball of lead settle on your stomach. She's really serious. A deadly thing. The regret you feel now is nothing compared to what you’ll feel by the end of this. 
Hu Tao wipes away the fake hickies you made on your neck and quickly moves to replace them with some real ones of her own. The frantic way she sucks and bites. Some of them are barely visibly pink, but most of them are already turning purple. Your voice betrays you as you squeak and moan at the rough attention. Your girlfriend pinches you everytime you make a sound. This is a punishment. You’re not supposed to be enjoying this. But you’re a pain slut so Hu Tao supposes it can’t be helped. 
You both fall onto the bed when the back of your legs hit the end of it. She’s already ripping off your pants and shirt. The sound of tearing fabric has you curling back, trying to hide yourself to no avail. She’ll expose you and every one of your sins. She’s going to mark you up and down so no matter what, even when no one is looking, you’ll constantly feel the controlling grip she has on you. 
You belong to her. 
There’s no escape from that. 
Ei:
She has a perfect memory, so she knows for certain that those bruises didn’t come from her. You haven’t been outside of the city. She’d know if you got hurt by someone inside. Any reports of such an incident would go straight to her and the perpetrator would be dealt with swiftly. 
She doesn’t hesitate to ask you directly where you got those marks. You better be careful how you answer. Give her a name and someone’s home may catch fire from a sudden lighting strike. Avoid the question and she’ll pout until you give her a proper answer, even going so far as to kick you out Euthymia, making you sit with the cold and silent shogun puppet until you’re ready to tell her the truth. 
When the truth does eventually come out Ei will give you a disapproving look and with a scowl tell you that you shouldn’t be playing tricks on your lover. 
You do your best to apologize with puppy eyes and a promise to do whatever she wants for the rest of the day. 
Ei hums, her immediate thought is to make you go buy her some sweets, but then a thought dawns on her. Humans see hickies as marks of possession. If you’re so concerned about people seeing them, including her, so much so that you’d go so far as to pull a prank, then surely you must want her to give you some markings of her own. 
She decides to carve the same electro symbol on the back of her neck onto yours. You aren’t prepared for the intense wave of electricity to burn through your skin. You pass out from the pain and wake up about thirty seconds later with a far more permanent sign of ownership than any hickey. 
Ei promptly then sends you on your way to go out and buy her some sweets and dango milk. 
People see the purple bruises and creeping red lines on your neck and while some look worried, others are clearly envious of such clear branding from the archon. You’re her chosen lover after all. And now everyone can see it, plain and clear. 
You return to the palace and Ei quickly comes out of her mindscape to partake in her apology gifts. 
She’s been feeling thrilled since imbuing her mark upon you. She has you sit in her lap as she feeds you small bites of her requested offerings, you lean into her touch. 
Ei loves you fiercely. This mark of her power is proof of that. 
Now you can never leave her. 
Now you will always belong to her. 
Yae Miko:
If you’re so okay with flaunting another woman’s hickies on your neck, then you’ll love walking around with Miko’s marks on you. 
Your legs are wobbly and you can barely stand. You, very sorely, regret having tried to pull a prank like that on Yae. She’s always said that you should tell her if anyone dares lay a finger on you. She’s always made sure to leave little gifts on places where she knows you can’t hide them. 
Now it looks like you’ve just barely survived an encounter with wolves. Enormous bite marks and bruises litter your neck, shoulders, chest, thighs. They’re everywhere. 
When you woke up this morning, you gasped at the sight of them all in the mirror. 
If you look closely, you can still see the tiny bruises you gave yourself the other day for the prank, but they’re completely dwarfed by the dark purple marks right next to them given to you by the kitsune. 
You never thought she’d let her animalistic bare its teeth at you. That she’d let it almost devour you. 
Now you know to never bait her like that again. 
Too bad you don’t realize that once the animal is out of its cage, it will never go back inside. 
Shenhe:
Someone will die because of you. 
Shenhe’s first instinct tells her that someone hurt you, and she sees red. Anyone who dares lay a finger on you is met with the sight of the sharp end of her spear. It doesn’t help that she’s significantly faster than you, so even sprinting at your fastest, following the trails of the dead monsters isn’t enough. You have to get her to come back, so you do something almost as stupid as playing this prank on her. 
You know she’d never hurt you on purpose, but you can’t help but flinch when Shenhe’s spear barely misses you and plunges into the ground, a Mitachurl impaled on it. You knew she’d come to save you, so you didn’t hesitate to throw yourself into danger and simply scream her name and the word help at the top of your lungs. The small band of monsters is wiped out before you can even process that she’s already back. 
She leans over you, and you’re pierced by her silver eyes. 
“Don’t do that again.”
You wrap your arms around her neck and promise not to, leaning up to kiss her. Shenhe responds quickly, locking herself onto you and pressing her lips against yours. You pour all of your love into this kiss and hope that she can feel it past her red bindings. 
You think she does because when you finally let go to catch your breath, she seems disappointed. 
You kiss her cheek and all over her face, giggling at the sight of the growing pink blush on her cheeks. 
You kiss down her jaw and gasp when Shenhe puts her hand on your chest and pushes you back down onto the grass. 
“No.” 
You’re the one with the marks on your neck. Shenhe should be the one giving your wounds attention. 
Your dilemma of trying to decide whether or not to tell her the truth about them is made for you when Shenhe kisses a purple spot only to taste something sweet. She rubs the spot with her finger and finds the purple smudging before coming off. The rest of the marks do the same when she wipes them a couple of times. You watch as her brows furrow in confusion and she looks at you quizzically. You grin up at her sheepishly and tell her that you were just playing a small trick on her, and wanted to see how she’d react. You can’t help but feel bad as you watch a debate and conflict go through her head and reflect in her eyes, though her overall expression remains as pensive as ever. 
“So, you’re not hurt. You just wanted to see what I’d do if I thought you were?”
You hesitate but decide to be honest, explaining that bruises and marks on people don’t always mean that they’ve been hurt in a bad way. Sometimes it means that the person is loved in a… passionate way. 
“Then let me try.”
You feel your breath taken away when Shenhe says that. You nod quickly and she leans down and bites your neck. Hard. You yelp and dig your fingers in the roots of her hair. 
“Sh-shenhe! Not so harsh!”
You have to take another moment to explain to her how to do it properly, but when she tries a second time you find she’s a quick learner, quickly pulling moans and whimpers out of you. The grip she has on your waist tightens as she sucks and nibbles at every inch of your skin. She wants more. Your voice is so pretty when you say her name like that. What else can she do to make you make these sounds? She’ll do everything she can to find out. 
Extra: I wrote a seperate smutty bit about Hu Tao here
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floorpancakes · 9 months
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sunshades · 5 months
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district 20 sewing patterns 🤔
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inonibird · 10 months
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HELLO THERE
(a smattering of photos I've taken as I've settled into my new house)
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moshieee · 3 months
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so when IS your birthday? :0
I know right??? math is such a fun subject!!!
Open the tags if you dare
#i promise im not avoiding the question this is just funny#asks#honestly tho i do like math#english is one of my worst subjects because numbers make more sense to me#it funny that people look at me as an artist and are like “so you're majoring in art right?'”#nope lol im going into accounting#im decent at resource management and organization#i even got an award for most organized in my stage craft class#incase you dontnknow what stage craft is its basically the construction crew for the drama kids to do their thing#props costumes backgrounds lighting sound#all of that is stage craft stuff#do some math silly ✨#and basically i got that award by organizing the entirety of the stagecraft room#everything was stored in there and it was a mess#ended up spending a few weeks just organizing the nails screws and bolts#was supposed to only take a few days but no one was helping#also had to organize them by length too#but in the end it was a lit of fun and not i have a cool poster up on my wall with my chosen name#so not all a loss#yes i am rambling on purpose#and i shall keep doing it now#but honestly its so nice that people are being more considerate of my pronouns and chosen name#i actually feel like im being respected as a person and not just a student#its like they didn't trust me to know myself before which is annoying#but hey i guess it could be worse#im living with my aunt now so thays a huge improvement#my parents may have tried but uhhh#they didn't always do the right thing#ok i think thats enough rambling for people to have stopped read at this point#i got to get ready for school now
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catonatrain · 2 months
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lets build some memories today and tomorrow too
momoi & midorima | rated g | word count: 1776 | where momoi and midorima go on a shopping trip together
for @mason-ajar for the 2024 @knbexchange !! prompt: character a and character b pick out outfits for eachother
i was super excited to see that we've been paired up for the exchange !! i haven't been able to write in a long while, but seeing your prompts gave me the inspiration needed to to write about a friendship that is just so important... and so here they are!!
read on ao3!!
Momoi was lying on her bed, mindlessly reading a sports magazine until her phone rang. It was too early in the morning for Aomine to be calling her. Maybe it was Kise? 
“Hello?” She held her phone in between her head and shoulders.
“Momoi.” To her surprise, it was Midorima. “There is something I would like to talk to you about.”
“Midorin!” Momoi practically sang. She immediately sat up, abandoning the magazine. “You rarely call first! What is it? Oh, let me guess! Do you need a lucky item? Or are you having boy troubles?”
“No, I am not having, as you say, ‘boy troubles.’” There was a pause. Momoi figured it was Midorima pushing his glasses up. “I also have acquired my lucky item for the day. I need your assistance. Could you accompany me on a shopping trip?”
Momoi felt her already wide smile go even wider. “Of course, I’ll go with you!” She loved being invited to things– be it eating lunches at Maji Burger or coordinating streetball lessons for the local kids. Usually, she was the one doing the coordinating– which, for the record, wasn’t something she minded! But it was nice having the invitation go the other way every once in a while. Especially from Midorima! 
People may think he was someone who wanted to be uninvolved, but it was not true! When luck permitted, he always came to different events like the team’s after practice ice cream trips. Sometimes he needed just a bit of nudging, nowadays in the form of Takao, but regardless, he didn’t often initiate events with her. She’d noticed that lucky item shopping is usually his excuse to hang out with others, but he already got his lucky item of the day. 
She wondered if anyone else was coming. Takao or Kise maybe? She couldn’t help but ask. “Are we going with anyone else? Takao-kun? Or Ki-chan?”
“No, it would just be the two of us, if that would be alright with you.” There was a pause. “I understand that it may be… unusual for it to be just us, but you were the friend that I deemed would be able to help me best.”
“Aww Midorin, that’s so sweet of you!” She could imagine him blushing at the compliment. “Send me the details over email, and I’ll be there in an hour!”
Momoi saw Midorima standing on the outside of the clothing store. He wore a simple dark blue t-shirt and beige pants. He tightly held onto a giant penguin plush. When his eyes met with Momoi’s, his grip loosened. 
She ran up to him, stopped right before him, and started bouncing on her feet. “So? What’s the occasion? What are we shopping for?”
“I… would like your help in choosing an outfit.” He turned his head to avoid eye contact. Momoi knew what that meant.
“So you were having boy troubles!” After everything that’s happened in the past few months, it’s been getting easier and easier to read Midorima and this was no exception. She will admit, however, that she hadn’t quite figured out who’d captured Midorima’s affection. Most people would say it was Takao who held the title as “The Boy Midorima Likes,” but Momoi had a theory she had been brewing up. It was still a work in progress, but her “Kagami Taiga: The Boy Who Has Captured Everyone’s Heart” thesis had a lot of evidence. Momoi would simply have to take into account both possibilities today.
“That would… that would imply that I am struggling, which I assure you is not the case,” Midorima’s face flushed and his voice was louder than usual. Momoi couldn’t help but laugh.
“But you’re not denying that this is a boy-related problem!” She winked. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about Midorin! I understand completely! Whenever I’m with the person I like, I always want to look my best. I won’t ask who it is, but I’ll give it my all in helping you out!”
“I… appreciate it…” 
“You’ll definitely capture his heart, Midorin!” She began urging him into the clothes store. “Let’s go!”
“I think this outfit will be the one, Midorin!” Momoi held up a green sweater with an argyle pattern. “It’ll go great with your eyes!”
Midorima took the sweater to examine it. 
“Besides the color being the same as my eyes, is there anything else to take note of?”
Momoi giggled. Midorima’s questions reminded her of a time in middle school where Midorima asked about her notes and note taking strategies. He was always serious in his studies, and this was no exception. “You want to pick clothes that fit well and that you’re comfortable wearing! Make sure that colors and patterns don’t clash. Like two very bright colors! It can work, but I’m not too sure if that’s what you want to go with.” 
Throughout her speech, she could see Midorima nodding and paying very close attention to her words. “So for the pants, should I go with one of the darker ones?” 
“Yes! Let me choose…” Momoi looked around, surveying each pair of pants until she found one she thought to be suitable. “I think those black pants should work! Check to see if they fit!”
“Thank you.” He gently placed his giant penguin plush down and grabbed the pair from Momoi. “I truly do appreciate the time you’ve taken out of your day to help me with this.” The tips of his ears were red. She found it quite cute, but chose not to comment.
“Of course, Midorin!” Momoi beamed at him. “I’m honored you asked me to help you out with this! I’ll be cheering you on!”
His blush spread to his face. He managed to mutter a thank you before shuffling off to try on the outfit. She sat down to wait for Midorima. Would this be a one time thing? While it was the first time that it’s been just the two of them, Momoi found that she quite enjoyed the experience. With just the two of them, the energy wasn’t as face paced, which Momoi appreciated. Sometimes, she needed the break from the constant running around of her daily life. And not only that, but Midorima had definitely changed. It was easier to understand him now. 
When Midorima walked out, she saw some people began to sneak glances at her friend. Unfortunately for the interested party, his heart had been taken by someone else. She bounced on over and eye’d her friend at all sorts of angles. Midorima stiffened at the attention, not knowing what to do.
Momoi laughed. “It’s fine Midorin! You look great!” She gave him a thumbs up. 
At that, Midorima sighed, finally letting the tension escape. “That endeavor was just as difficult as I imagined it to be.” He pushed his glasses up. “Thank you Momoi for making this trip much easier. Your knowledge was crucial and your guidance saved me a lot of frustration. Is there any way to repay you?”
Momoi thought about it and couldn’t think of anything she needed at the moment. Just spending time with a friend was already a gift in itself. But she knew that he wouldn’t take that as an answer. She placed a finger on her chin as she thought of her options. 
“I want you to pick an outfit for me!”
“I beg your pardon?” Momoi could see the gears running in Midorima’s head. “Do you not already have suitable clothes?”
“I want to test what you’ve learned! Let’s see if you can make an outfit for me.”
“I’m not sure if–”
“C’mon Midorin! I know you can do it! You’re not one to back away from a challenge are you?” With that, Momoi knew she won. 
“Give me ten minutes.” Midorima rushed towards the center of the score, scanning all around to find an outfit that would look well on her. She couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that his penguin plush was tucked between Midorima’s arms. 
“A brown plaid skirt, a white blouse without any patterns, and a light brown sweater that clashes with neither of these colors.” Midorima used his penguin to hold onto the clothes, as its flippers served the clothes like how there’s a waiter serving food at a restaurant. “Is this a suitable outfit?”
“There’s only one way to find out!” It was her turn to try on something new. She came out with a little twirl, “Well, Midorin? I have my thoughts, but let’s check your sense of fashion. What do you think?”
Midorima wasted no time. “For the skirt and jacket, I was hesitant at first since you chose a sweater that specifically matched the colors of my eyes, but the neutral colors appear to coordinate well. I also ensured that the blouse had no patterns. I do believe that it fits the criteria.”
She saw a slight hint of a smile. Was he proud? She hoped so, as she truly did love the outfit that Midorima chose. “But do you think I look cute? Do you think I can capture the hearts of anyone I set my eyes on?”
“You… you asked me for my thoughts and I believe I answered appropriately. Was I incorrect in this assessment?”
“I’m just messing with you Midorin!” She saw the hint of exasperation on Midorima’s face and so she finally relented. “It’s such a cute outfit! I’m impressed!”
“Hmph.” He turned away and began walking towards the cash register. “In that case, let’s go.”
Momoi followed along happily.
Outside of the store, Midorima said, “Thank you again. I found myself enjoying our time together.” There was a pause as he ruminated on what to say next. “I hope we can do this again. I’ve been told it would be beneficial to be the one to reach out more, so I will try to do just that.”
Momoi felt a tinge of tears begin to form, but she willed them away. To think only a year ago, she was wishing for a time where everyone could smile together again. So much had changed, and she hoped  that it would continue to do so. 
“And thank you Midorin,” She gave her friend a very wide smile. “Let’s definitely do this again. But before you leave, you definitely have to tell me about who you like! Come on! Tell me! Tell me!”
Midorima’s cheeks reddened as he tried to back away, but he realized fairly quickly that this was a battle he would not win. “Fine. But let’s do it somewhere else.”
“Of course, Midorin,” she said as she walked with her friend towards their next destination.
notes:
i couldn't decide if i wanted to have hints of midotaka or hints of midokaga bc i like both ships a lot! i ended up just keeping it vague on both ends, so YOU, the reader, can decide who The Boy Midorima Likes is :)
outfits are based on some merchandise art and official art! midorima's outfit is this:
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momoi's outfit is this:
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MY BOSS WON'T LET ME WEAR MY SKIN JACKET!!!!
this is the only thing Cosmo isn't ok with btw. Like??? there is so much other stuff going on in USC my guy and the skin jacket is the hill you're gonna die on?
anyways hydra made this a while ago before they were hired, and they love it so much it's the worst. it's so bloody despite numerous cleanings and they keep trying to convince people they like to wear it.
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hanginginmyhead · 2 months
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Kingdom Hearts really said "There's only three people in every teen friend group:
• short spikey
• tall spikey
• girl"
And then made a whole franchise outta that huh
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brokenfoxproductions · 8 months
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I'm honestly so obsessed with these little plastic trays that were like 80 cents at Walmart. They're great for people who don't like their food touching, but the spots are still big enough to fit decent portions. These trays are for each of my kids but I would be lying if I said I didn't use these for myself. They're good for my OCD and autism, they make my brain happy.
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Happy little breakfast for dinner 🥰 breakfast for dinner is also probably one of the best things ever for my brain. It makes my brain feel like 🥰❤️✨
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