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27 Dress Code Violations

@jilychallenge 04/2017 | @bantasticbeasts vs @anxiouspotter

Muggle AUs | “i get dress coded so you give me your jacket and we protest unfair regulations for girls together/you sass the teacher about how distracted you are by my shoulders”

Word Count: 2500

special shoutout to @jiilys. solidarity, sister

AO3


i.

She walks into English fifteen minutes late, wearing both a deeply unflattering smock and a scowl. Neither are an especially new look on her.

“Vector,” she says under her breath, as an answer to Mary McDonald’s unspoken question. It’s the answer to every question in the room. Ms Vector is notorious among them all for her very strict adherence to the school’s dress code.

“Yes, Miss Evans’ entrance was very exciting, but I’ll have your attention back to the lesson now, please,” says Ms McGonagall. James snaps back to attention. It’s for the best.

ii.

“Here,” James says, shrugging off his jacket and thrusting it toward Lily. She gives him this look like, fuck off, and James has to bite his tongue to stop from aggravating her. “They’re doing uniform checks up the hall. Just put it on.”

Evans gives him a very strange look, and it takes him a second to realise that it’s neutral.

She looks good in his jacket.

iii. 

Every third dress code violation results in a lunch time detention. It’s only October, and Lily’s already had six. She doesn’t look at James as she takes the seat three ahead and one to the left of him.

iv.

There’s a thump from somewhere in the back of the classroom, and McGonagall isn’t planning on looking up - it sounds like it came from the general vicinity of Potter and Black, and that’s certainly not a situation she wants to engage with - but the entire class is already turned around to see what the fuss is.

She strides down the aisle between the desks, and is about three years past surprised to find James Potter lying on the floor, gazing at the ceiling, glasses knocked aside.

“Am I boring you so much that you decided to take a nap?” she asks, and James gives this wicked smile, and here we go–

“Sorry, Miss, I can’t get up. It’s Evans’ shoulders - they’re overwhelming me. I simply can’t do anything until she covers them up. Sirius, tell me when it’s safe.”

He’s a funny boy, she’ll give him that. “Potter, get up. This is hardly the time for foolishness.”

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Item #27 - PHOTO -  Dress up your pet as a well-known public figure (actor, politician, musician, etc.) and get a photo of your pet with the ACTUAL public figure it is dressed up as. Make sure the pet looks as much like the public figure as possible (wardrobe, hair, etc.).

Romantic Tropes I’m an absolute sucker for:

The slow burn where they both love each other but think the other person doesn’t feel the same way but literally everyone in the world knows how they feel about each other.

They absolutely loathe each other but everyone around them knows that they actually totally love each other.

Royalty/Commoner ESPECIALLY when the commoner didn’t know they were royalty and feel so betrayed when they find out.

I mean really, any version of the Person A is hiding something about their identity for decentish reasons and Person B eventually finds out and is just so betrayed and Person A has some version of the “I didn’t mean for it to happen, but it did. I fell in love with you.” (Chasing Liberty is my favorite, okay?)

Also the “we’re from different worlds” version, too.

And of course Person A is trying to rescue/find/reunite with they significant other and Person B gets enlisted to help but then totally falls in love but thinks Person A really loves sigo, but when they finally are reunited they realize they really love Person B.

FAKE ENGAGEMENT!!!!!!!!

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all the boys // panic! at the disco

  • Tony: I think you should just admit that you're a big softy, that this whole antisocial thing is just an act so that you can seem wounded and mysterious and sexy...
  • Bucky: Whoa, whoa, whoa. What was the last one?
  • Tony: What?
  • Bucky: Did you say "sexy"?
  • Tony: [nervous] What?
  • Bucky: You think I'm sexy?
  • Tony: No.
  • Bucky: It's okay if you do.
  • Tony: I don't!
Some less often asked questions

1: Would you prefer a large home or a small home?

2: If you could convert a decommissioned missile silo / underground bunker into a home, would you?

3: If you had the money to buy a private island and build a custom castle on it, would you?

4: Have you ever attempted to start a micronation?

5: Would you ever wanna start a micronation?

6: Do you like to dress fancy?

7: Have you ever considered running for office? Either on a national or subnational level.

8: Do you have any famous family members? What are they famous for?

9: Favourite James Bond film?

10: Where’s the most “exotic” place you’ve been to?

11: Have you ever voted in a national election? What about local?

12: What do you identify as, politically speaking?

13: Would you move to another country if you fell in love with someone from that country? What about state (or other national subdivision)?

14: Do you wear hats often?

15: Would you ever enlist in your nation’s armed forces?

16: Would you ever consider mercenary work?

17: When you go to a sandwich shop (such as Subway), what do you normally get on your sandwich?

18: What would perfect date be for you?

19: What do you like in your coffee?

20: Have you ever been to a formal party, other than prom, a wedding, or homecoming?

21: Of the many obscure languages of the world, which would you most like to learn?

22: How many children do you wish to have?

23: Have you ever been arrested? If so, what for?

24: What is a show you love that not many people would know you love?

25: Have you ever jumped out of a window?

26: Do you like to dress fancily?

27: If you could bring back any style of fashion from history, what would you bring back?

28: Do you like to dance?

29: What is your favourite style of architecture?

30: Do you have a favourite flag?

31: What is something you like to eat that others might find odd or gross?

32: Have you ever fired a gun? If not, would you like to?

33: Do you like to cook?

34: Do you keep a journal?

35: Linux, Mac, or Windows?

36: What does your ideal house look like?

37: Do you prefer playing on a computer or a console?

38: If someone offered you a secluded cabin in the woods, with all modern conveniences (such as internet and running water), with no strings, would you accept the offer?

39: Have you ever accidentally left the house without an article of clothing?

40: Do you enjoy documentaries?

41: Do you have a favourite letter (of any alphabet)?

42: Where is a place you’d like to visit that people don’t generally think of as a big vacation destination?

43: Prefer you the City, Suburbs, or Country?

44: Do you collect anything?

45: What is the worst injury you have ever received?

46: Do you have a favourite coat of arms?

47: If you could have your own coat of arms, or flag, what would it look like?

48: What is one food that everyone loves, but you hate?

49: What sort of car do you drive?

50: Who is your favourite historical figure?

27 Dresses - Masterlist

27 Dresses - You are the epitome of “always a bridesmaid, never a bride.”  You think you know what love is, but sometimes you can’t see what’s right in front of you.  

~Masterlist~

  • Ciri: I think you should just admit that you're a big softy, that this whole cynical thing is just an act so that you can seem intelligent and mysterious and sexy...
  • Avallac'h: Whoa, whoa, whoa. What was the last one?
  • Ciri: What?
  • Avallac'h: Did you say "sexy"?
  • Ciri: [nervous] What?
  • Avallac'h: You think I'm sexy?
  • Ciri: No.
  • Avallac'h: It's okay if you do.
  • Ciri: I don’t!
27 Dresses (Epilogue)

Steve x Reader, Bucky x Reader AU

Summary – You are the epitome of “always a bridesmaid, never a bride.”  You think you know what love is, but sometimes you can’t see what’s right in front of you.  

Warnings – Fluff!!

Word Count – 1,516

Notes –   So, the ladies at @stories-from-stark-tower extended the deadline for the Movie Challenge indefinitely, so I decided I needed some more closure with this fic.  Also, I feel really guilty for the way I wrote Nat.  I kinda wish I’d left Tess as her sister and worked Nat in somewhere else!  So, with that being said, this part is for Nat, please forgive me, my beautiful Russian Doll!!!  As always, please feel free to leave me comments or asks to let me know what you thought!

*Special thank you to the lovely ladies at the Avengers Trash Tower for allowing me to use them as my “brides!”

*Special tag: @stories-from-stark-tower

Part 1  

Series Masterlist

Masterlist

Originally posted by anne-the-nerd

 

Previously:

You waited for Bucky to stop talking before you grabbed his shirt and pulled him toward you.  His shock wore off quickly as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him.  You poured all of your emotions into that kiss, but you knew it wouldn’t be enough.

You reluctantly pushed yourself away from him, moving away just enough to look into his eyes.  “I love you, Bucky.”

“I kinda like it when you call me James,” he teased as you halfheartedly smacked his arm.  “I’m kidding!  I’m kidding! Seriously, though, I love you too, (Y/N).”

Bucky swept you into his arms, his lips finding yours again as he carried you toward his bedroom.


 

1 Year Later

You sat on the slightly uncomfortable settee in Vandall’s as you waited for Nat to come out of the dressing room.

“What’s taking her so long?” Sharon whined from her seat beside you, boredom causing her to fidget in her seat. “Wasn’t she able to change clothes in like 10 seconds when she was a model?”

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anonymous asked:

27 dresses logyn

I haven’t seen the movie, but based off what I know of the trailer an idea started forming in my head. Hope it’s okay.


Over the years Sigyn had been a member of the wedding party in no less than a dozen ceremonies. Aside from all her mother’s marriages, which tended to blur into one giant mistake, Sigyn had been a bridesmaid for each of her five older siblings, and each time the happy couple said their wedding vows Sigyn felt a jolt of excitement course through her – it was that much closer to her turn to get married, and she knew exactly who she wanted to ask her; Theoric Ulrikson.

Theoric was a handsome soldier from a good family who had recently been promoted into the ranks of Allfather’s Crimson Hawks. After such a boon to his professional life, he must surely be on the lookout for a wife to build a home for him, and every time he came into her father’s armoury Sigyn felt herself blush when he smiled at her and couldn’t help but wonder if today would be the day…

It had been a month since her older sister Dagmara’s wedding and Sigyn was growing impatient with Theoric – he hadn’t even asked her to take a walk with him, let alone speak with her father. To make matter’s worse, the Crimson Hawk hadn’t been into the armory all week and her father was pressuring her to take an order to the palace.

“I can’t leave,” Sigyn whined. “What if he comes in while I’m gone?”

“Then it’ll be his bad luck,” her father grumbled, shoving a parcel into Sigyn’s arms. “Now, take these to the palace. Give it to no one but the queen herself, I need to know she’s happy with the craftsmanship. If not, I’ll redo it at half the price, but don’t tell her that unless she’s truly unhappy with them,” he added, patting the parcel and pushing his daughter out the door.

Sigyn practically ran to the palace in the hopes she could return within the hour, but when she was redirected to a sitting room and the minutes started to tick by her hopes began to flicker and wane. After what seemed like an age one of the queen’s ladies-in-waiting appeared and invited her into the parlour. All Sigyn’s irritation evaporated when the golden queen smiled at her.

“Sigyn, so nice to finally meet you,” she greeted warmly, ushering the flustered girl in.

Sigyn struggled awkwardly as she tried to curtsey and hand the queen the parcel at the same time before attempting one and then the other. The queen smiled and stifled a chuckle at Sigyn’s nervousness, directing the girl to sit down across a small table from her as she opened the parcel.

“Oh, yes,” the queen beamed as she inspected the metal vambraces. “My son will love these.”

“My father will be glad to hear it,” Sigyn replied, finding her voice.

“I doubt he needs to be assured of the quality of his work,” the queen teased. “The only thing he shows more pride in his daughters.”

“Oh,” Sigyn blushed. “I hadn’t realised that you were so well acquainted with my father that he’d had the opportunity to talk your ear off about us.”

“I seek him out from time to time for custom orders when I struggle to find something worthy of a name day gift for my own children. He speaks of you quite highly,” she smiled. “And he mentioned the last time that we spoke that you were in need of a tutor.”

“A tutor?” Sigyn stammered.

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