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My name is Lisa.

I’m five foot nine. My hair is long and it’s dark brown. I wear leather a great deal, high boots always, and sometimes glove-soft vests and even leather skirts now and then, and I wear lace, especially when I can find the kind I like: intricate, very old-fashioned lace, snow white. I have light skin that tans easily, large breasts, and long legs. And though I don’t feel beautiful and never have, I know that I am. If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be a trainer at The Club.

Exit to Eden by Anne Rice (aka Rampling), 1985


Hi my name is Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way and I have long ebony black hair (that’s how I got my name) with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Amy Lee (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Gerard Way but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a witch, and I go to a magic school called Hogwarts in England where I’m in the seventh year (I’m seventeen). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking outside Hogwarts. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

My Immortal by Tara Gilesbie, 2006

LEAKED Suicide Squad Script

Hi my name is Lime Green Jared Leto Joker Banksy and I have short green hair (that’s how I got my name) and icy blue eyes that are like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like marilyn manson (AN: if you don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I have pale white skin. I’m also a criminal and go to an asylum called Arkum in GOTHam. I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I love hot topic and buy all my clothes from there. Today I was wearing a purple leather jacket and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, and black eyeliner. I even hav black teeth. I have lots of goffick tattoos with skullz and other goffick symbols.I was walking outside arkum. It was snowing and raining, so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. Batman stared at me. I put up my middle finger at him.

Hi my name is Steven Grant Nomad No Chill Rogers and I have long brown hair and a beard that I think is an adequate disguise and and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Captain America (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m a vigilante (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. For example today I was wearing black armor that definitely didn’t used to have a star on it, black gloves, and black combat boots. I was lurking in the shadows.  A lot of Children of Thanos stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

Anyone else boot up their favourite games every so often not even to play the story, or complete missions, but just to…exist in that world for a while? Pick some flowers, walk along a particularly scenic area, watch the sky change and listen to the music. Maybe visit an NPC you like, or check in and see how your companions are doing. Just…be in that world and feel at home

BOOTLEG GIVEAWAY

Hey! I noticed from my last post about bootlegs that a lot of people are interested in my list, and I recently reached 100 followers so I’m going to do a little bootleg giveaway! I’m going to choose three winners, and those three people get access to my bootleg google drive folder which is constantly expanding!

RULES:

  • Reblog this post, likes do not count.
  • Must be following me
  • On July 16th I’ll put all the URLs in a randomizer and have it choose three
  • If you win, you cannot give anyone else links to the folder.

If anyone has any questions, just shoot me a message!

Heres the list of boots I have as of 6/28/2017:

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so i uh…. i made a voltron shrek au…

(part 2 here)

  • keith is galra and he lives alone in his galra habitat, everyone stays away from him bc they think he’ll eat them or whatever
  • meanwhile varkon (not zarkon, i’ll explain later) sends all the alteans/arusians to keith’s land
  • and keith is like what gives
  • so varkon is like if u can bring me this goreous prince lance from the highest room in the tallest tower ill give u ur swamp land back
  • and so keith and red (i honestly couldn’t think of anyone else to be donkey) go to rescue lance but guarding him is *gasp* the blue lion
  • anywho they end up getting lance out of there while keith is still like yeah yeah whatever im just trying to get my place back
  • and lance is like nono u must be my true love
  • and keith is still like noooononono i am a GALRA arent you scared of me??
  • TURNS OUT
  • LANCE WAS CURSED OR WHATEVER TO TURN GALRA AT NIGHT
  • blah blah blah keith crashes the wedding everyone’s friends, the red and blue lions get married and all is well
  • this whole thing basically came from one night at 2am when i was like…huh….. keith is a lot like shrek..

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If I’m murdered

I want to share this in English because I think this is very relevant to every women out there.

On May 3rd, the body of Lesvy Berlin Rivera Osorio was found inside one of UNAM’s campus on Mexico city. She was left propped on a phone booth, strangled with the cord of the public phone around her neck. She was 22 years old.

The PGJ (not sure how to translate but it’s something like the General Court of Justice prosecutor) recently released a statement that was brought up based on several interviews with people that were close to Lesvy, including her boyfriend.

They were very good at mentioning that Lesvy had not been attending classes as she had dropped out of school recently.

They were very good at mentioning that she drank.

They were very good at mentioning that she lived with her boyfriend outside of marriage.

They were very good at mentioning that the night she was murdered she had been out with friends probably either drinking or doing drugs.

They were very good at mentioning that she dared to be outside, alone, at night.

They were very good at pinning the blame of a murder case on the victim herself, but they were no closer to finding the actual perpetrator. (You know, the person who ACTUALLY STRANGLED HER WITH A PHONE CORD?)

They used the phrase “found dead” instead of calling it what it really was: MURDER.

They made no mention whatsoever of her boyfriend being a suspect, despite the fact that he was the last person to see her alive, that they had attended the same party that night, and that they had a fight right before her murder after which (according to him) they parted ways angrily.

I’m not saying he is guilty, but perhaps if she had been a “good girl, grade A student” she would deserve justice and a proper investigation of her death instead of the PGJ violating the confidentiality of a still ongoing investigation by releasing these personal facts Lesvy in the media, as if that justified her murder?

I am tired of this and I’ve been holding back tears all day.

WE ARE BEING MURDERED, AND THE BLAME IS PUT ON US.

Violence against women happens everywhere, not just in distant places. Lesvy was killed in the middle of a college campus.

If you were killed, what facts about your imperfect life do you think they would bring up on the statements, on the news media?

This is how the hashtag #SiMeMatan (If I’m murdered) began. Because it seems to be always our fault, for being at the wrong place, with the wrong clothes, or at the wrong time (things not fit for “proper ladies”) and never the fault of the person perpetrating the crime.

Back when I saw Kelly Oxford’s hashtag about sharing our stories of harassment I remembered a similar movement that was made in Latin America a bit earlier called #MiPrimerAcoso (my first harassment) I realized that we face the same struggles, regardless of what language we speak.

This is why I’m writing this now, because I think you should know about Lesvy’s story and we should all be heard.

So here goes mine:

If I’m murdered:

It would be because I lived by myself in my apartment.
It would be because I confront people that catcall me on the street.
It would be because I like wearing knee high boots and stockings.
It would be because I dyed my hair a lot in whacky colors.
It would be because I hang out more with men than women.
It would be because I go out alone at night without the company of a man.
It would be because I drink when I go out.
It would be because I was flirty and friendly to everyone.
It would be because choose to have sex without being married.

You know what the worst part is about this?

That every woman who is tweeting this hashtag is very well aware that they could be next, and that the official responses might not be too different from Lesvy’s case.

Heck, even women that have marched in outrage at UNAM and women that have tweeted disgust at what happened have started receiving threats online.

Please stay together, and stay strong.

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i wanna know what benny looked like as a tribal !!!! :’D (if you talk with benny at caesar’s tent he tells you his secret backstory)

PS.: of course i drew the picture too but i couldn’t find a way too work it into this short scene so here’s that as a bonus:

(also: benny has lots of pictures of his and his chairman family before and after their boot rider days in his jacket, at least in my headcanon)

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SHOES: ASOS
ROMPER: Haoduoyi
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Another lil shoot! I liked the pictures a lot haha. I love this romper, although I wish it wasn’t polyester. It made me feel taller with the boots too! Don’t forget to check out my giveaway with Smile Brilliant for a chance to win a free teeth whitening kit or a discount in the previous blog posts!~ Link is on my Instagram bio too :) Much love.

Instagram: @RandiNicholeJoan Twitter: @ItsRandiJoan
Facebook: @RandiNicholeJoan Youtube: Randi Joan
♡SHOP: DollyCute (Tumblr)  DollyCuteVintage (eBay/Etsy)
Depop: @RandiNicholeJoan

anonymous asked:

do u have bootlegs (for in the heights) of the original cast??

i do! i dont give in out over anon though so please message me off-anon OR head to my brand spanking new bootleg site!! 

its called bootliette (because im creative) and i really just need a way to organise what bootlegs i have so now people can ask me for anything or trade or whatever :)

so yeah! come check out my boots!


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Anonymous said:Headcanons for being Darry, Soda and Pony’s sister would include please?


A/N: Heya lovely! I’m so happy to have been able to do this one! I love this fandom so much and I love the Curtis boys sooo much! Thank you for blessing our ask box with your request, it means so much! Hope you enjoy this! - Admin Kat 💟


Being the Curtis’s Sister Would Include:

- Do comprehend how protective your brothers are going to be of you? They don’t care if you’re older or younger, you’re the baby of the family (even to Ponyboy).

- You’ll never walk anywhere on your own, okay? Either themselves or one of themselves will accompany you you.

- NO BOYFRIENDS! They know what guys can be like and not even the gang will allow you, either.

- If you’ve got shorts on, you’re gonna be heckled to put some pants on and cover up like a nun.

- You’d be spoiled. They’ll find a way to do it, believe me. (Note: Being spoiled doesn’t always mean material wise.)

- They WON’T tolerate the boys (or any other boys, for that matter) whistling at you or anything of that sort. 

- The boys would flirt with you just to joke around.

- Pony would always bring you to movies with him.

- “I swear, it’s a two minute walk to the drug store, Pony.” you’d insist persistently.

- “Yeah well, there’s another movie comin’ up that I’ve been meanin’ to watch…” Ponyboy would grumble out vigilantly and with red ears.

- “Wow! Get you, kid!” You’d grin incredulously, messing up his tuff hair. “When did you get so into girls? Or are you just listenin’ to Dar?” You’d taunt him.

- “Shut up” he’d gripe.

- Sodapop would be the shoulder that you cry on, the brother who understands nearly everything that you’re going through.

- “S-Soda?” you called, half of your body stuck in the bathroom. “Can you come here for a minute?” your voice is quiet, but Soda senses it, shooting looks at Two-bit who makes comments.

- “What’s up?” he hums, brushing past you and into the bathroom. There’s kindness swelling in his eyes.

- “Can you get some lemon juice from the store and some uh… lady stuff?” you stare at your jeans, stained red on the floor and the feeling of being abashed swarms you. It’s almost suffocating.

- It doesn’t take Soda long to catch on, but when he does he has a kind smile. “Sure thing kid, I’ll get Darry to guard the door for ya from the knuckleheads in there.” he states like any big brother would. “I get this all the time with Sandy, so I ain’t embarrassed.” he says, getting ready to leave the bathroom. “And neither should you.

- Darry being your protector.

- “You don’t understand!” you barked after him, heading to your room, slamming doors and such as you tirade through your house.

- “To hell I do!” Darry shouts back, stilling the boys in the house. “I don’t give a hang if Tim Shepard claimed to be the Pope, he ain’t goin’ out with you and that’s that! You can be friends with him, but he’s keeping his hands off of you! I swear to God, if I hear even a damn rumor that you two hook up, kiss in a parking lot in the North Pole or hold hands in an old folks home, I’ll belt him so hard he’ll be left half dead. You hear me?!” Darry’s word was the law, ain’t nobody go against.

- “He’s not like tha-” you whirl around to challenge him but Darry wouldn’t here it.

- “You can bet my boots and even Dallas’s boots that he’s exactly like that. There’s one thing that guys want nowadays! I know Tim’s good to us with a rumble, a good buddy of Dal’s, but if I can prevent my sister from hooking up with someone that’ll get her into trouble, you can bet your boots I will!

- The gang all being brother’s to you.

- Like forreal, even Johnny would get tense if a guy comes near you.

- “Well buddy, I’d like to think you’re admiring that sign over there, because this chick is off limits, you hear?” Two-bit would drawl on, surprisingly serious.

- You’d totally know how to fight and would play fight with the guys, but they’d let you win, - even Dallas! -.

- Sometimes wishing that you had a sister, but loving your brothers regardless.

- The boys watching their language around you.

- You use any bad language and you’re grounded for life!

- When and if you ever get jumped, you’ll have most of the neighborhood hacking through the city to find whoever the hell hurt you.

- The gang and your brothers crashing all of your dates.

- “I hope you’re not thinking of hooking up with her, buddy. Her brother’s the size of Superman and will wring your neck out like a towel.” Two-bit would grin into your dates ear.

- “And why the hell should I ca-

- “Because, if you don’t,” Dallas drops into the seat beside your date, the gang scattered around, looking all tough, “I’ll be the one digging your grave. You want it six feet deep or a little deeper? Because I sure as hell don’t want you crawling out.” he’d spit menacingly.

- Bringing Darry lunch on the weekends and any guy who looks at you is a goner! Darry will flex his muscles and have them running!

- Hanging out with Steve and Soda at the DX, getting free Cokes.

- The battle of Coke and Pepsi with Ponyboy.

- “I swear, Coke is sooo much better!

- “That’s not true and you know it!

- Strict rules not to go to Buck’s and if you’re found there by Dal, you’re in for some talking to…

- Two-bit and Dallas always pretending to be your boyfriend when people hit on you.

- Being the only girl that Johnny isn’t scared of.

- “Who knew you had a way with the quiet one’s, (Y/N).” Two-bit would tease.

- You’re going to get relentlessly teased all the time but it’ll be made up in other ways.

- Steve giving you free rides all the time.

- “At least you’re not a drag like Pony.” Steve would compliment you.

- “Oooh get you, threatened by a fourteen year old!” you’d grin.

- Anyone who breaks your heart is freaking dead!

- Being close to Evie.

- Dallas telling you stories about New York and keeping you away from idiots like Curly Shepard.

- Infinite piggy back rides.

- You getting a job so Darry has some help with the bills.

- Arguing with Darry a lot but he cares about you and you know it.

- Watching sunsets with Ponyboy and doing other things he likes.

- Sodapop going with you everywhere and always understanding you.

- Wrestling matches with Two-bit, to which you cheat all the time.

- Being tickled all the time and chased.

- Knowing how to do back flips and if it’s something you wanna do, going onto the cheer leading squad.

- Always getting to be on Darry’s team for football.

- “You’re such a girl, (Y/N)!” Steve or Dallas would tease.

- “I’ll make you a girl!” you’d throw your fist in the air and make them laugh.

- Getting off with quite a lot, but always taking up the blame for Pony because you think Darry is too tough on him.

- Saving up secretly to help Darry go to college.

- Pranking everyone all the time and being yelled at for it but they get over it. But it does start a pranking war!

- “Alright, who the hell put my socks in the ice box? They’re soggy now!” Sodapop would snap, only for you and Two-bit to giggle like school girls.

- “You guys are nuts!” Pony would grin.

- Borrowing your brothers shirts (part from Darry’s, unless you’re in desperation bc he’s huge!).

- “Okay, who took my sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off?” Ponyboy would call, as it was the last clean shirt he had.

- “It ain’t much of a sweatshirt now, is it?” you’d say, parading in with the sleeveless sweatershirt in name on.

- “I swear to God!” Pony would yell. “You’ve gotta stop doin’ this! I’m gonna end up goin’ to school stark naked!

- “Well, I have a shirt with daisy’s on if you’d like?” you’d offer jokingly.

- If you ever forget a jacket, you’ll be bundled up with the gang’s.

- “It’s thirty degree weather out!” you’d retort indignantly.

- “Well, it get’s cold out later on and if you don’t bring a jacket, Two-bit’ll be freezing his nipples off!” Darry would bark back.

- Being the baby of the gang and of the family and being so cared about. You may not have the material world, but you’ve got love and family, and you’re so grateful for that.


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taylor tomorrow:
Hi my name is Ebony Taylor Snake Alison Swift and I have long ebony black hair (that’s how I got my name) with green streaks and gold tips that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Zeena LaVey (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). [[I’m not dating Harry Styles/Tom Hiddleston/Joe Jonas/Taylor Lautner/Jake Gyllenhaal/Calvin Harris I wish I was because they’re major fucking hotties. I’m a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking outside. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of musicians stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them

Two Nights Stand

Summary: (Modern Au) After a bad breakup, your roommate insists that you need to a one night stand to end your dry spell and take your ex out of your system. But what happens when you forced to spend time with your one night stand?

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1446

Warnings: This is vaguely inspired by a movie of the same name,. Readers thoughts are in italic;

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta. You rock.

Originally posted by mebeingbored1

We need to talk.” Your roommate says getting in your room and sitting on your bed “Can it wait a few minutes, Wanda? This episode is almost done.” She groans annoyed, turning off the TV. “No, it can’t, you watched two whole seasons this week. You need to get out more, have fun and get laid. Really, when was the last time you got out of the house?”

You straighten up your sweater, sitting up on the bed, “Yesterday, to go to work.” She rolls her eyes at you and you feel like a kid that talked back to her parents. “Sure, you go to work almost every day, but when was the last time you got out the house to have fun?”

You don’t answer her because you don’t remember. Your life lately has been going to work and going home. “See, you don’t even remember. Look, I know that since you and Nathan broke up things are hard, but you need to go back out there. Have fun, do something crazy.”

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Skittles and Soulmates (Reddie)

I got a request on my other blog that was supposed to go here, but I accidently posted a Reddie request advertisement on there yesterday, Whoops. Anyway, here’s the oneshot.

Request: Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Reddie soulmate AU! One where you are unable to lie to your soulmate, but that doesn’t start until you know who your soulmate is. So like maybe they also get matching tattoos that don’t appear until the two soulmates share a significant experience (like facing pennywise). Then when the tattoos appear that is when they are unable to lie to each other? Idk if that males since and you can tweak it if you need to. Thank you!!

Pairing: Reddie

Warnings: Swearing

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ok losers it’s your girl polcry here to run you through the basics of what the darn heck to bring with you to university to cover your naked body 

B A S I C S 

If you’re edgy and ~minimalist~ these’ll probably comprise the majority of your wardrobe. Regardless, you’re going to want to bring at least a few each of these.

LEGGINGS: at least one black pair, possibly more if you’ve accepted the inevitability of not giving a shit how you look at for 9ams. You can also get funky and bring patterned ones if you so desire, you maverick.

JEANS: I prefer jeggings for the comfort feel and ability to do spontaneous high kicks, but if you’re a fashionista boyfriend or bootcut jeans are cool too. Trust me, the freshman fifteen is real and if you have to choose between a lil’ too big and a lil’ too small, go big. Belts exist for a reason.

T-SHIRTS: you can get a wide array of fits of tees, so bring a few of your favourite style in simple colours like white/black/grey/striped. I find slightly wearing a slightly oversized tee gives off a certain effortless vibe, especially if you tuck the front in to the waistband of jeans to give it an IDGAF drape and pair with cute AF shoes. Hella cute with no effort. 

SWEATSHIRTS/JUMPERS/SWEATERS: I live in jumpers. I’m not going to lie. Go oversized with leggings or skinny jeans, maybe add a layer underneath if it’s a lil’ chilly. If you live somewhere that feels like the depths of Antartica, you might want to go with a finer knit and layer under and above. The struggle of getting a thick coat over a chunky jumper is real, guys. Turtlenecks, crew necks, V-necks. They’re all good. Avoid collecting too many sweatshirts with your university’s name on it, though - you will look over-enthusiastic. 

SHOES: one word: COMFORT. Campuses are big places. Chances are, you’ll be walking a fair bit. I love trainers - I have a pair of black Nikes, a pair of white Reeboks and a black slip-on pair. Converse, Adidas, New Balance are all popular. They crop up on the feet of almost everyone. Look down, and I guarantee the vast majority of any university class are wearing trainers. 

If you’re like me and enjoy torturing yourself, you can also wear heeled boots. I find them weirdly comfortable, probably due to my excessively hyperextended knees. Pointy ankle boots always look chic, but frankly people will be so surprised that you’ve made an effort that any type will impress. Zara’s always a good choice for cute boots. 

I’d avoid opened-toed or flats that expose a lot of your foot during autumn/winter/spring. It’ll probably rain, and then you’ll be cold and miserable and have soggy feet. Wellies (or rainboots for you strange Yanks) are a good choice if you’ll be in a wet climate (hello England), but they can be a bit cumbersome. Try and get some lower-cut ones to reduce the weight and to stop you from stomping excessively. 

COATS: this is pretty personal. Again, if it’s wet, I’d recommend something at least water-resistant. I have a North Face windbreaker that I keep in my car in case it starts tipping it down, but it’s not particularly warm. Leather/suede jackets look cute but are not a good choice if it looks like it might rain. Other than that, anything goes. I have a cute beige pea coat from ASOS that I love, and a shearling jacket from Bershka which is far too cool for a dork like me.

L O U N G E W E A R 

PJs: buy yourself some new ones. Please. Your flatmates don’t want to see your lady parts through that ever-expanding hole in the crotch. Some university flats feel like the pits of hell, so it might be a good idea to bring a few pair of short PJs too. You can always swap them out for joggers or leggings when you’re not snoozin’. I can always find cute pyjamas in Tesco, Sainsbury’s and Primark. 

SWEATPANTS: as comfy as PJs but with the added bonus of being socially acceptable. Whether you prefer a tapered, slim fit or big ‘n’ baggy, make sure they’re stain-free and don’t smell funky. Bring a couple of pairs and rotate through as necessary. 

BRAS: regardless of whether you have the athletic capabilities of a sloth or Michael Phelps, you will want to bring sports bras. Hides the nips with basically no discomfort. Bralettes are cute too, but I’m an advocate of sports bras if you’re just slugging out in front of Netflix and nobody is going to see it. Forever 21 do a massive selection of surprisingly pretty sports bras with all sorts of fancy backs. Not so good for exercising, but really the majority of people don’t wear sports bras to exercise. 

F A N C Y 

PARTYING: this will depend a little on where you attend university. For me, going out outfits are high-waisted jeans, a fancy-ish crop top and flat shoes of some description. Club floors get hella slippery. More casual dresses are fine too, but make sure you gauge what your friends are going to be wearing so you don’t look too overdressed.

EVENTS: bring a nice dress or trousers/shirt. There will be fancier events (sports balls, end of term balls, society balls). They don’t always require black tie, so a cocktail dress is a good choice. Boys, bring a suit jacket. It doesn’t have to be tails or a tux, but bringing a tailored blazer that’ll match or compliment a pair of trousers you own will come in handy. And absolutely NO JEANS. Along the same lines, bring at least one pair of smart shoes/heels. Ladies, flats are more than acceptable for fancy events. Just make sure they’re cute. 

BUSINESSWEAR: “But Isabelle!” I hear you cry, “I’m in college! I don’t need businesswear!” Yes, my friend, yes you do. Interviews happen. You might need a part-time job, or get a spontaneous interview for an internship. Bring an office-appropriate skirt/trousers and a blouse/shirt, and some simple, smart shoes. You don’t have to go full-on Olivia Pope, but make sure you have one suitable outfit in your repertoire. 

Q U I C K   T I P S 

Accessories make an outfit: bring a choice of belts, scarves and miscellaneous wraps or shawls. By throwing on a buckled belt and a cute layered necklace, you can go from meh to a-meh-zing. 

Sign up for student discounts: British students, that means unidays. Register with your university email for discounts ranging from 10-25%. They’ll notify you when retailers that don’t have a permanent discount (like H&M) run promotions as well. Make sure you use your discount for eating out and going to the cinema, too!

Quality > quantity: the capsule wardrobe trend is real, folks. I’m an advocate of having a smaller, but better-made and better-fitting, wardrobe over one that’s overflowing and filled with cheap, low-quality clothing that’ll last a couple of wears. If you’re wearing pieces day-in day-out, make sure they’re flattering and of good quality. Having a smaller wardrobe makes moving in and out easier, too, and you’ll spend less time staring at all your clothes trying to mentally piece together something cute. 

Expensive =/= good quality: along the same lines, just because something is pricy doesn’t automatically make it of good quality. You can get really good basics at affordable shops. Feel the material (and make sure it’s relatively opaque), make sure the stitching is solid, and that it doesn’t have pulls or piling or holes. I like New Look and ASOS for simple pieces. 

Make an effort: it sounds silly, but lecturers and tutors do appreciate it when you don’t turn up looking like you’ve just rolled out of bed. Looking presentable makes them feel like you want to be there, which can make them a) like you more and b) more inclined to want to help you out if you need it. It isn’t that hard to put a pair of jeans and a blouse on instead of throwing a pair of joggers on under the T-shirt with ramen stains on that you slept in the night before, is it?

That’s pretty much it. University is a place to explore your own personal style, and you’ll see a massive variety in how people dress. Express yourself, learn what you like on, and don’t feel under pressure to dress a certain way! Style is definitely a creative outlet, so if you want to - use it and enjoy yourself!!

Hi my name is Aragorn son of Arathorn heir of Isildur descendent of Numenor King Elessar of the house Telcontar and I have long ebony black hair (almost as long as my name) and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Beren (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m a man but I live for over 100 years. I have pale white skin. I’m also a Dunedain ranger, and I go to the Prancing Pony Inn in Bree where I brood in the corner (I’m eighty-seven). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black.  For example today I was wearing a black cloak with black trim and black boots and black clothes and smoking a black pipe. I was brooding in my corner in the Prancing Pony. It was night-time and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A group of hobbits stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

Originally posted by lokitty

Prompt: Loki tries to talk down to the reader, needless to say, it doesn’t turn out very well.
Fandom: Marvel
Note: This, like everything I write, is an AU of sorts. That being said, this is taking place under the assumption that CW never happened.

You took a deep breath, holding your head as the team faced you with reality. Loki was staying with the team, as ordered by Odin. It made sense, if it made Thor a better person, it should do the same with Loki. The only problem was that he was driving you insane. While many people were willing to bow to him and serve him, you were different. You were an Avenger, and the only time you took orders is when you were either on a mission or going on one.

Loki always acted as if he was better than everyone else, and it got under your skin more than everything else. While he was better than most people of Earth when talking about his skill in magic, he wasn’t the only one with the ability. You’ve met others who share the ability to use magic, or cast illusions, and you’ve battled people a thousand times more frightening than he is. While he does get on everyone’s nerves, Nat, Bucky and Tony are really the only one to say anything.

“He’s going to be here for a while, you might as well just ignore him.” Steve said and you sighed.

“The duration of his stay does not change his treatment of others.” You defended.

“No, but-” Nat began.

“What are you mortals talking about?” Loki asked, entering the room, “Trying to wrap your small mortal mind around something, Y/N.”

“Go away.” You demanded.

“Is the poor child upset?” Loki taunted.

“This is your last warning.” You spoke in a low tone.

“What are you going to do?” Loki questioned, “You’re just a puny human girl who-”

“That’s it!” You yelled abruptly.

You stood up, and took a few steps back so you could give yourself proper room. Loki was caught off guard for a moment, not sure what exactly you were doing. You whipped back around and glared at him as you took a running start. Once you were close enough you jumped up and used Loki’s body as a staircase. You gave a harsher kick once you reached his chest, and he flew back. You curled your body and did a backflip the rest of the way.

You landed in a crouch, and you looked up with your hand touching the floor to balance you. While you wouldn’t have acted this way with his usual comments, you drew the line at sexism. You knew plenty of women who could kick some major ass, just like you knew people who had powers similar to his. Black Widow was one of the badass females that you knew. Regardless of your connections, you didn’t tolerate sexism of any kind.

“Damn.” Natasha commented, and you turned your head.

“I think it would be best for you not to anger her again, Loki.” Thor warned, trying not to smile.

You slowly got up from your position and walked toward the god that was motionless on the floor. You stood above him, face hardening as you put your boot on his chest. He definitely looked shocked, above all things; but you also knew he wouldn’t be making his comments again. You cocked your head to the side and he raised a brow at you. There was something else in his eyes that you couldn’t quite decipher.

“Did a weak little girl just take you down?” You questioned in a dangerous tone.

“No,” You put more weight on the boot that was on his chest, “A woman just took me down.”

“Still going to make your comments?” You continued.

“No, I can assure you, I will not say anything like that again.” He promised.

“I tolerate a lot, sexism is not one of those things.” You clarified, and he nodded.

“My apologies.” He spoke.

You stood there for another moment before taking your boot off of his chest. You offered him your hand as he got up, and he cautiously took it. Tony was the first to start chuckling, which led to the rest of the team laughing. All at Loki’s experiences too, so that’s a plus. You decided that he had learned his lesson about not just insulting you, but being a closed minded moron in general. As he stood on his own feet, Thor spoke up again.

“Loki probably will be harboring hate for you for some time, but I assure you it’s not personal, it’s just Loki.” Thor spoke.

“On the contrary, I quite like her.” Loki confessed, looking at you with a smile.

“Like? What do you-oh my god.” You rolled your eyes.

Well, you had managed to both kick Loki’s ass, and get him to have a crush on you, all in one day. You took a deep breath before coming to a conclusion: at least he wasn’t going to be making those comments anytime soon. Instead, you might have a whole new set of comments to deal with.