sorry it's not a fashion post

Here comes dat Spoi!!!!

o merde waddup

Why must everyone draw wear heels and make u p oh m y god I hav e a p ro b l em

I said I would maybe draw the body so here it is. I tried to so something cool with crosshatching and stuff but it didnt work sooo here’s a crappy unshaded stinge-boy instead. 

(Dis)like at First Sight - Seungcheol (S. Coups) Angst

Originally posted by souppa

 Request: Arranged marriage with hoshi or hiphop teams? Cold hearted, being a meanie stuff like that? Fluff ending please ❤

Word Count:1352

Genre: Fluff/Angst(?)

Member/Group: Seungcheol of SEVENTEEN

Summary: Every girl dreams of the day she gets to walk down the isle in a white gown, so how come yours felt more like a nightmare?

A/N: I’m sorry posts are kinda more spaced out now, I am back in school and preparing for my last exams in the next few months along with a few band competitions. I’ll probably post more on the weekends and a few times throughout the week.


 It’s strange how quickly emotions can fog up human judgement. Rage can turn to grief in mere seconds, which can cause anything to go south. You always hear about arranged marriages, yet its quite rare to meet actual participants in the old-fashioned act. Maybe if you and your surprise fiancé had known a bit sooner than a week before your wedding about what lied in your futures, he wouldn’t have been so mad about it. Yet here you are, in a bustling room of women, getting ready to marry somebody and close to tears. 

 Your hair was in a classic up do with a a sheet of lace veiled over your head. The cream colored gown that was wrapped around your figure accentuated points and curves you where never aware that you had, and your make up did wonders to compliment your skin tone. It’s amazing what a few thousand dollars can do to someone with the help of a mask of make up and fake happiness.

 “(Y/N), are you almost ready? Your father is waiting outside the entrance to the church, and the organist has already played eight songs!” Your soon-to-be mother in law called from outside the door. A stray tear dripped down your cheek as you clenched the skirt of your dress. You quickly checked to make sure that you’re make up was not running, then you finally stepped out the door to get into the limousine.


 Inside the church, Seungcheol’s family waited alongside yours. Long pieces of silky white fabric were draped along each pew, with a light red carpet splitting the room in half. Orchids in vases were scattered along the edges of the room, and a table near the entrance displayed a book for each guest to sign before going to sit in their spots. The sound of an ancient organ echoed through the room, the melodic ebony and ivory keys releasing a sound that reflected a joyous occasion. At the head of the alter, a not-so-eager Seungcheol stood with his hands crossed over his pelvis. His suit was neatly pressed without a single piece of lint or hair caught on the smooth black fabric, and his hair had been neatly styled. 

 “Is she going to show up?”

 “I heard that she is in love with someone else and is planning on ditching the ceremony!”

 “I bet she’s only in it for the money…” Bouts of gossip extended from both families mouths, some positive and some negative. Suddenly, the creaking of the large oak doors opening interrupted every conversation.

 You and your father took a step into the room, and every person seemed to stop breathing as they took in your appearance. Your (length) hair was neatly pushed back and adorned with a long lace veil, but the natural makeup you wore still was eye-catching even when semi hidden. Your long gown trailed for a few feet, and the pristine bodes was covered in sparkly jewels with the occasional pearl thrown in. They expected the best considering how wealthy the Choi family was, but even this exceeded their expectations. The only person that was not in complete awe of you was your soon to be husband, Seungcheol.

 As you reached the alter, Seungcheol stepped forward to let you shift from your father’s arm to his. 

“You look nice today, brat.” It was supposed to be a compliment, but his cold tone and icy features pierced very ounce of happiness in the words and almost made it sound like a threat.

 “Thank you.” You looked down, and the Minister began the ceremony.


 “I now pronounce you man and wife.” As soon as the words left the old mans mouth, cheers erupted around the room. Seungcheol’s iron grip latched onto your hand and you both turned around to walk out. Flower petals rained down on your heads as you left, but you couldn’t get over the overwhelming feeling of self-pity that had begun to sink in your stomach. Even when the door to the limousine was shut, nothing but cold stares were exchanged between you and Seungcheol.

 “How about you tell me a bit about yourself?” The mousy voice that left your mouth was almost alien to you, but Seungcheol nodded nonetheless.

 “My name is Choi Seungcheol, and I am 21 years old. I specialize and business, and my father arranged this marriage because he considers me ‘anti-social’ and thinks that I would otherwise be hopeless in finding myself a wife, and your father just so happened to make a deal with him. What about you?” His words felt like poison stings, but you decided to try and be kind anyway.

 “I am (L/N) (Y/N), a (Age) year old woman of all trades. Until recently, I was working part time to earn the money to help pay my family’s bills and hopefully get to open my own bakery one day. It’s nice to meet you, and I hope I can be a suitable wife for you.” A smile peaked through your lips, but Seungcheol simply avoided your gaze and looked out the window.

 “Sounds like you married me for the money, huh?”


 All evening, you and Seungcheol were busy introducing yourselves at the wedding reception. His family seemed to be fun of you, but his frosty ways didn’t change at all. After the ‘first dance’, you both quietly ate and sat next to each other as the party went on without you. After the last piece of cake was served and the last drop of wine had been drank, you and your new husband clambered over to the car that would escort you to the hotel you would be staying at for the night. The drive was a silent one, and nothing felt better than finally getting to step out of the tense space.

 The hotel room was quite simple. The walls and floors were matte nude tones, but each room contained utilities that were most likely more expensive than anything you had ever used in all your years of living.

 “This room is really nice-”

 “Shut up. I get it, you are coming from a poor lifestyle, but I’m not here to hold your hand. Don’t act like this is even love, and just stay out one my way.” His words brought tears to your eyes and fire to your cheeks. You let out a croaky gasp, and did something you never thought you would do; you hit him on the chest. It wasn’t hard or anything, but the force caused your knees to buckle and you fell into a heap on the floor.

 “You know what, Seungcheol? I’m trying to make the best of the situation, and you are making it super hard. Yes, I did agree to this to help my family, but that is what love looks like! You are a cold hearted bastard, and this isn’t how marriage works! At least try to be nice, and maybe one day we can learn to love  each other…” Sniffles left your mouth and you hugged your knees. The room was silent, but the growing worry that your pleas had fallen on deaf ears was ringing violently throughout your head.

 Never had you felt so alone with another person. But then again, never had you felt as shocked as the moment that Seungcheol actually crumbled to the floor and rested a warm hand on your shoulder.

 “You know what… I’m sorry. I don’t really know what marriage is like, but now I realize how hard this day must have been for you. I just… I want to tell you that I’m willing to try, I guess.” His thumb swiped over your cheek and collected your tears, and your watery eyes finally glanced up at him. For the first time that day, a small smile was apparent on Seungcheol’s face. You stared at him for a few seconds, then embraced him with all your strength.

 “Let’s try this. Together.”

anonymous asked:

I'm sorry if this is rude but it's just pathetic on Eleanor's part to agree to any of this. She can't call herself a fashion blogger anymore because she can't even show up to a show she's invited to or type up a blog post. It's an insult to fashion bloggers out there who constantly have to hustle and put out content every damn day and this girl just waltzes through life putting no effort into her job she identifies as. I'm just sick of all her obsessive fans looking up to someone so uninspiring

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someone reblogged that hippie au post again and i remembered that i never really elaborated on what i had planned for it.. whoops 

i put this under read more cos it got pretty long? its kind of just rough sketches of the beginning tho. and try to tolerate my awful draft-writing :’)

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

i know this may sound really weird but im so happy to find a chinese blogger on tumblr who posts asian fashion. you're so pretty also!!! idk why but it feels like ppl in west look down on china but love Japan and south korea so much, especially where i live so yeah im happy :3 sorry for being weird i know it sounds shitty but its nice being represented as something more than just "the poor dog eating communist" >.<

It’s really saddening how people around the world view China ; n ; tbh I love that place with every pound of blood my heart pumps out. Our culture is so vibrant and beautiful otl I really wish that people are willing to discover and learn more about us! It really sucks when some random Chinese tourist does something stupid over seas and the media zooms in onto it; bringing our whole nation down with them lol. It’s a shame how we are portrayed by just a few of those pity tourists I ESPECIALLY DISLIKE THOSE SORT OF CHINESE PEOPLE IM ALWAYS LIKE OML PEOPLE LIKE YOU ARE THE REASON WHY PEOPLE DISREGARD US anyhow I feel like my generalisations might bring a lot of opinions please don’t attack me tumblr is scarily sensitive yikes

Fic - Big Hero 6 - “let it rain (let it pour)”

well it’s been months and months since i posted any new fic so why not break the ice with a dose of good old-fashioned rarepair angst

for my dearest @wuffen – sorry i’ve kept you waiting for so long

Title: let it rain (let it pour)
Characters/Pairings: Robert Callaghan/Tadashi Hamada
Tags:  Established Relationship, Pre-Canon, Rain, Angst and Feels
Summary:  They’ve turned the couch to face the window so they can sit together and watch the rain.

Read it on AO3.

anonymous asked:

I just only recently got into 1860s fashion, but after reading a couple of statements by reenactors online I am confused? Most state that fabric covered buttons were not very common back then, but a lot of dresses I've seen in museums/online seem to feature them? Also I'm puzzled that the blouse/skirt combo is so rare in 1860s US since it's been part of traditional clothing all over Europe for a very long time?

Hello! Sorry for the extremely delayed response! Tumblr failed to notify me of any messages for months and my hectic schedule kept me from checking (and posting much - sorry followers! My Master’s Degree was beckoning!)

My best advice to you is to trust what is extant. Items you see in museums are what they are and art from the time is a primary source. While many re-enactors have doubtlessly studied these pieces as well, going back to the source material is the surest way to understand them. (I myself constructed an 1860s dress featuring covered buttons using a pattern adapted from an extant garment, and backed up by my own additional research).

As far as I know the blouse/skirt combo was perfectly common during the 1860s, however before this time in America, it mainly surfaced as lower class/ work clothing, like the petticoat/short gown combo of the 18th century (check out Colonial Williamsburg’s website for a great little game which illustrates this). By the 1860s, however, I believe it was more common in the middle and upper classes, though certainly still a more casual option for daytime only. You will often see women wearing a blouse and skirt with a swiss waist (belt) that was popular at this time.

Perhaps the reason it does not appear in America the way is does in European folk dress is because there is not really an American ethnic tradition (and when I say this I am referring only to European settlers and their descendants; Native Americans of all nations have rich traditions of dress, including many types of garments which might fit into the categories of blouses and skirts) - rather, Euro-Americans brought many traditions from Europe and practiced them within their own ethnic groups, but also blended them together with others to form a new American aesthetic.

Additionally, as I mentioned before, skirt/blouse ensembles before the mid-19th century were typically lower class, and at this time, before photography, visual records of lower class people were much harder to come by.

I hope this thoroughly answered your questions, and I do apologize for rambling on, especially so long after you asked this in the first place!

jade bby! in an amalgam of fashion details i keep thinking about 

a lot of my stuff has been featuring green lately hmmm

“I have to stop him. I’m sorry. Goodbye.”

have a little doodle of young Melarue in the Four Horsemom’s AU aka the au where Melarue is a baby and is raised by Maibrit, Lela, Kel, and Olwyn. Pffft Mel, you think somehow you’re going to sneak out to go and fight the Dread Wolf without one of your mom’s noticing? Not in a million years. 

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@cesrapolik @captainerror

you can’t see it but he’s stuck in a tower like a damsel in distress

“It Costs a Lot of Money to Look This Cheap” - Mildly_Maddy - One Direction (Band) [Archive of Our Own]


A little Lilo sexting / phone sex, inspired by these… rather bold fashion choices. Because while I love these idiot boys to death and am happy for them whatever they do… sometimes fic needs to be written.

Canon, which means infidelity, because as much as I hate it, I find it even harder to erase those lovely ladies from the picture altogether.

anonymous asked:

same anon. Im sorry for asking, I don't see it as racist at all and I don't understand why it is. I saw the previous posts and you said that its "gross" and "stereotypical". I don't see this as bad unless its about fashion sense. It feels like this is all some sjw complaint. No offense tho. But I really like to see a full explanation about those pictures. I don't want to pressure you or make things worst tho.

here’s why i dont like the design

Happy (belated) 6th Birthday to Regular Show!!!

This post is magnetic so you can stick it on your fridge!

anonymous asked:

Just wanted to say that your post about having over 800 people blocked is the most iconic tbh. I run a mostly disney/toy blog with some fashion and other cute stuff I like and the shit that comes flying through my door >_< like bro, back off my care bear freakin' creepo. And if one more person tries to make my stimming sexual I will scream(someone once messaged me asking if I was autistic because their fetish and I have never blocked anyone so fast) like pardon me while I vomit for six years.

dear god i’m so sorry u have to deal with those sickos!! basically all 800 ppl i have blocked are those gross kinksters and i guarantee i’ll have at least 900 blocked by the end of the month. its really disturbing knowing how many there are.. i hate how they sexualize innocent things and innocence in general. makes me sick