I decided to update my Mayor’s outfit, all ready for the snowy storm tomorrow! I found lots of lovely duffle coats designs, and lots of nice jumpers with scarfs.. but none that had both, so I made my own and I love how it turned out! ( ﾉ^ω^)ﾉﾟ It matches really cutely with the blue pompom hat too c’:
I wanted to put up the QR code for it so other people to be able to wear it too! I’ve never put up a design of my own before so it’s kinda exciting!
More colours can be found HERE by the way! (｡･ω･｡)
Context: Our team’s halfling monk (Orivan) held a candle for my character, a halfling bard (Ava). I’d been dropping subtle hints the entire campaign that it wasn’t going to work out. The party just found a nice pair of boots on a dead body.
Warlock: Hey, these look nice! I bet they’re good for dancing in *puts them on, does a jig*
Orivan: Maybe I should wear them then! They could help me when I dance with Ava
Ava: Uh, nah. That’s not gonna happen
~Later, in battle~
Ava: Who wants some inspiration?
Orivan: Oh! I do!
Ava: Well, alright! A limerick for you.
You know that I don’t like to be rudes, So I’ll put it a way that’s not crudes: If you’re looking to dance You don’t have a chance Coz Ava’s just not into dudes.
"I'm not your blind date but you came over and I was eating alone so I went with it and now you're calling me by a different name" AU
I found this prompt on a Tumblr blog but I accidentally deleted the post and now I can’t find the prompt anymore
Lena was sitting alone. She twirled the neck of the wine glass in her left hand, her phone in her right as she responded to work emails. Jess kicked her out of the office almost an hour ago, going on about how she shouldn’t be working on her birthday and she deserved one day off for herself. Problem is Lena always had days to herself. Her days were always “her” days if she didn’t have anyone to share them with. She looked down at the red rose on the table before her, Jess’ gift to her, and let herself smile slightly. Jess was a good assistant, she meant well, and she seemed to care when no one else did.
So that’s why she listened and came here to this restaurant when she really wanted to finish responding to her emails and get a head start on tomorrow’s project. The place wasn’t the fanciest she’s been, but she wasn’t about to go to one of the high-class places she frequented when she didn’t have a date. It was nice enough: low lighting, decent wine selection, and she got a small booth in the back so no one would bother her. Her plan was to come out, grab a quick bite, and then finish work at home.
She was so focused on her phone that she hadn’t noticed the woman walk up to her booth. There was a small tap on her shoulder then, and she was slightly annoyed that anyone would interrupt her when she purposely picked this booth to avoid being bothered. She turned to look up quickly, an annoyed “Can I help you?” on the tip of her tongue, when she came face-to-face with a literal angel, the words dying before they formed. Her jaw went slack as she took in the stunning being before her.
The woman had the bluest eyes Lena had ever seen, even under the minimal lighting of the place and the black rimmed glasses she wore. Her hair fell in soft golden waves, across the shoulders of her beige jacket and blue top. She had a pair of black pants that hugged her hips and a nice pair of boots to match. She looked dressed up, yet still casual, and it suddenly made Lena feel self-conscious about the tight fitting black dress and tight ponytail she wore.
“It was supposed to be yellow,” the woman said, pointing at the flower on the table.
Whattup Tumblr, so I was looking for a post that detailed each outfit Mello wears in the manga and couldn’t find one smh, so here it goes. Please enjoy the high fashion of our favorite pint-sized criminal.
Alright, so when we first meet Mello as a lil bb, his clothes are pretty plain:
Black shirt, black…jeans? I’m having a hard time deciding what fabric this is. And he’s barefoot.
When he leaves Wammy’s, the look is completed with a denim jacket…and shoes:
OK SO LET’S GET STRAIGHT TO IT WITH HIS FIRST APPEARANCE POST TIME SKIP, GLORIOUS:
WOW, THAT FEATHERED PARKA. You’ve got the drug dealer steez down Mello, great job, my boy. Let’s peep those details:
Leather gloves, Catholic symbolism, that flawless bob, damn!
Detailing on the boots:
Alright, last shot of this getup just so we have the profile view, since this is his best known look:
Parka has pockets likely filled with discarded chocolate wrappers, pants tucked into boots, overall nicely done, 10/10 look.
Now onto an often overlooked ensemble, Mello’s spring alternative to the usual leather complete with white pants:
Now it looks like these are the same boots as the first look, just not tied up all the way.
Here’s detailing on the pants:
Decorative stitched seaming details the pockets and…zipper? Cause Mello is fond of drawing attention to the crotch with a variety of accoutrements. Fiendish expression completes the look.
Alright, so you know earlier when I said his iconic look? I lied. That’s a completely different outfit. THIS is his signature outfit:
So this top looks similar to the last, but this one is obviously leather, the last one looks like cloth. Also, this one has the peekaboo cut in the midriff that the other lacks. New belt (last one was square, this one is circular), and we see him in dress boots for the first time instead of combat boots. I think these are new pants, too. They’re frayed at the bottom and flare out like bellbottoms:
(The pair in the first look were tucked into his boots, so I’m assuming they were bootcut—would be awkward to keep tucked.) Also this is the first appearance of the bracelet rosary and the chain on the side of his pants. Still, Mello must be proud of his arms cause he’s really fond of sleeveless vests??
Alright, so this panel I like cause it gives us a detailing on the belt, plus Mello’s amazing expressions are the gifts that keep on giving:
So then we don’t see our mini-mafioso for a hot minute, till he reappears in Hal Lidner’s apartment….and he’s got a new jacket!
Another jacket with a furry hood, although the fur on this one is much more lowkey and less…feather boa-ish. It’s also got some ~sick flame decals around the shoulders and down the arms; frayed edges; and those…throwing star looking decals on the side of the arms:
If anyone knows what that symbol is, feel free to holla at ya girl.
The cuffs on the sleeves are darker and match the color of the flames. You can also see the fraying better here. The pants have laces, which we didn’t see in the previous scenes at the Mafia’s hideout. And just for added measure….
The buttons are skulls, LMAO.
The next new outfit we get is after he appears with Matt wearing this badass moto jacket:
I honestly can’t tell what the design is supposed to be. At first I thought they were zippers, but it looks like they’re either studs or a braided motif (or both):
Also, some pretty sweet new shades he’s rocking, and he’s letting his hair grow out, nice.
Still confused by this design, but it’s likely braided.
This next one isn’t actually in the story, it’s just a chapter illustration, but it does feature Mello in yet another jacket, this time with what for sure looks to be a zipper appliqué:
This is definitely different from the one above—not a moto jacket, and looks like it might have a hoodie attached (or it could be a different piece layered underneath, as we see some of the white fabric at the bottom, and the hoodie is white).
Back to the plot! So Mello kidnaps Takada and blesses us with yet another jacket:
This seems like more of a true motorcycle jacket. Nothing fancy, has padding at the shoulders and elbows. The front zips up and includes a snap enclosure at the neck. These are also different gloves that go to the mid forearm. Also can I just say, Mello looks like…ten years older post-scar.
Ok, last but not least:
Mello looking clandestine af in his parcel deliverer uniform.
Thank you for your many costume changes, Mello. Each delivers. What a guy.
So at this point a few people in our party have gone ahead to confront a guy and the rest of us are staying behind. After a while, our cleric named Thwack (I forget his race but it’s one of the rarer ones it’s some sort of bird race and it can’t speak it can only mimic sounds or words it has heard) wants to join the confrontation/discussion.
Cleric: I go over and stare at his boots.
Me: I check to see if his boots match the footprints we’ve seen.
DM: Okay… wait a minute. Thwack, you’ve been staring at his boots this whole time, roll me a perception check.
DM: They are very nice boots.
*later, with another character*
Thwack: I look at his boots. *rolls perception* 4.
DM: Those are boots.