Not Guilty!

Day 2

Thursday

Fashion/ Modeling

@adrienagresteseptember2021

He had NO sense of fashion, like zero. It was just... non existent.

That meant his father chose his clothing, mostly. Because from now on Adrien wants to choose his own clothing, and to prove to his father that he’s able to do so, he’s going to design something.

His first idea was to make a fashion line, but that would maybe be a bit much, Plagg’s opinion, not his.

“Kid, what are you doing?” Plagg was swallowing Camembert and suspiciously eyeing Adrien.

“I’m taking my measurements.” Adrien tried to press the band to his body, stepping on one end and holding the other pressed to his chest with his chin.

“You know, you could ask your dad or pigtail girl to help you. Your dad does this as a job and pigtail girl hast this as her hobby-“

“No. I need to do this in my own.”

“Su-“ The rest of the word was a loud burp sounding somewhat like ‘re’.

“One; this morning s gross. Two; you’re a Guinea pig. And three; get over here and tell me if this is a 17 or 77!”

“I thought you didn’t need help.”

“Well, it’s-“

“A 77. Even though I don’t know why you’ve put that thing like that. You won’t be able to make anything with that.”

Adrien dropped the band, knowing how dumb he must have looked.

“And what du you know about this?”

“If you believe it or not, I’ve maybe stalked your father during you were homework.”

“Too much information, Plagg. Just take the measurements, please.”

A few minutes later Adrien had his measurements and tried to calculate them with the fabrics and the cuts, which was quite easy as he printed a life sized pattern from the internet in his size.

The night before he had snuck the needed materials from his father’s work space.

He wanted a black hoodie with nearly invisible neon green dots on them and washed out black jeans with a crimson red stripe at each side.

In the end he had something black you could perhaps call an oversized T-shirt in black, with giant green dots painted on them, by himself, cause his father didn’t have the fabric he wanted.

And something went wrong with the pants too. They were a single circle, with one opening, the opening you got in. Which was in Adriens favor. But sadly he only found red jeans fabric, so he used this and Plagg drew a black line around the loop-trouser with a marker.

Adrien still wore it.

He couldn’t walk, so he sat in his spinning chair, with wheels.

He had asked Nathalie to schedule an appointment at the mansions cat walk.

She, Gabriel and Gorilla were waiting for something to happen. And then music started and Adrien wheeled himself down the catwalk trying to be on beat.

He maybe didn’t get a completely own choosing of his wardrobe. But he got to spend time with his father who taught him to sew in the example of Adriens design, how to take measurements, designed a for-fun-only fashion line and chose outfits with Adrien together that they both agreed on he could wear.

So yeah, it turned out pretty well. Maybe not as planned, but still good.

skk au where there's a dimension hopper who keeps finding them in every universe.

It starts off unintentionally. He's being chased by some space enforcers in an aircraft deployed by planet KB3204 when he's saved by a tall brunet and a short redhead.

"Told you this one would be easy to hack into," the brunet grins at his partner as he punches another enforcer unconscious.

"Yeah, yeah," the redhead rolls his eyes then offers a hand at him, "you okay, mister?"

"Yes... why did you save me?" He asks.

"Cause we hate the government and their stupid enforcers, that's why!" The redhead grins wide. "Who are you by the way?"

"I'm just a traveller," he gives the practised answer. "I come from far."

"Uh huh," the brunet nods, clearly seeing through his lies but also uninterested in the truth apparently.

"Ignore him. I'm Chuuya," the redhead says, "and that asshole is Dazai."

"They call us the double black," the brunet tells him rather proudly.

Chuuya laughs. "You love saying that, don't you?"

"As if you don't too?"

The man watches them bicker, confused but amused at the same time. The duo offers to take him along on their journey, and seeing no harm in it, he decides to stick with them for the next two weeks. Two weeks, just like he does in every other universe. Except he's alone in those. He's doing this to observe the universes, not to make connections.

But for the first time, he feels like he should observe these two.

He learns about Chuuya and Dazai, and how they live their lives just travelling and breaking government laws. How their planet is on the verge of collapsing altogether thanks to shitty politians and greedy scientists. It's a hectic life they're living, the man concluded. Hectic but fun.

He doesn't spare them a goodbye before leaving though. What's the point anyway? It's not like he'll ever return. Needless attachments are, unnecessary.

But after that, he keeps seeing them in every universe. And in every universe, they're a pair.

Ondine:I think we should break up.

Kim: Oh...

Ondine:It’s not you it’s me-

Alix: mArIo!

people need to have more fun with shipping again. have an otp. support multiple ships. enjoy the Big ship of the fandom. indulge in a rare pair. make a crack ship for shits n giggles and end up really into it. ship oc x canon. hell, ship an oc with your friend's oc. make a polycule of your favorite characters. have fun with it!!!!!

I couldn't have said it better myself.

My name is also Heba. But when i was her age, i was always within the embrace of my mother. food and shelter were not a thing my parents had to worry about. Why am i almost 24 years old, but she didn't even get to 4 months old? what is this world we are living in?

CEASEFIRE NOW AND OPEN RAFAH CROSSING

Do you ever stop and think of how Chuuya's life before the PM was one of constant violence and brutality?

And how he might have been touch-averse early on in his life for how every touch he's known was vicious and barbaric?

Do you ever think about how this might be Chuuya's first experience of actual, gentle touch since he'd been picked up by the sheep??

Do you ever consider that the reason he looks so shocked aside from his ability getting swept away, is because this isn't a chokehold or a preparation to attack, but a mere hold?

Do you ever think about how No Longer Human might have taught him that gentle touch can be just as powerful as violent ones??

Oh, by the way,

Do you ever stop and consider that the reason Chuuya was reeling every time him and Dazai closed proximity isn't only because he doesn't stand Dazai but also because he absolutely hates the contact?

Do you ever think of how Dazai might have known how much Chuuya wasn't used to gentle touch and tormented him by doing shit like this just so he can see Chuuya's visceral reactions every time?

Do you ever imagine Chuuya trying to get used to gentle touch and even try to initiate some as payback?

And how he's come to appreciate and embrace it by doing so?

trigun x one piece crossover

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Ladybug: Good Morning

Rena Rouge: Good Morning

Carapace: Good Morning

Chat Noir: You all sound like robots, why don’t you spice it up a little bit?

Queen Bee: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS!

Rena Rouge: He said a little bit, Drama Queen.