shippy clothes swap.

Comment with your character + prefs + you know what to do, it's a meme.
The characters that reply are your character's significant other - and either your character or theirs is wearing an article of the other's clothing.
Why? Use your imagination! It can be as pure and innocent as one wanting to cuddle up in something warmer, somebody being chivalrous and offering up their clothing to cover a wardrobe malfunction, enjoying the scent of a loved one...or all the way up to a steamy scene where a participant slips on their partner's shirt post-coitus.
Is the whole thing cute? Weird? Sexy? Weirdly cute? IDK, as always, I'm a meme poster, not your dad.
Thread.

[ i enjoy the idea of mion wearing another person's t-shirt for whatever reason--maybe her outfit got messed up or something like that or maybe it's a punishment game.

if it's an entire swap, preference for the school uniform. ]

[ She could use a break from her get up tbh, even tho it's cool. ]

[Up for a thing where a street punk (and possibly childhood friend to help make things shippier) gives her a place to crash when she's caught in a rain storm, and she borrows one of his tee shirts while her clothes are drying?]

[ He's got a few trendy and statement pieces but he also keeps it casual too. Oversized sweaters and t-shirts are a plus. ]

[[She only has one outfit so it's probably easiest for her to wear someone else's shirt.]]

m/m. joe ~~and booker~~ are loved

[ absolutely fine with that! she'll probably get embarrassed (but hide it) at borrowing a t-shirt tho. ]

[ooc: Open to discussion.]

[ hope you like synleather ]

Edited 2021-07-18 17:58 (UTC)

[Let me know if I should change anything, or feel free to tweak details as needed, esp. regarding how they know each other e.g. his family taking him to Hinamizawa on vacation regularly or something, how they reconnected, etc!]

It had been a long while since he'd seen Mion; they'd been maybe 10 years old or so the last time he'd seen her as children. It was only a couple weeks ago that he'd happened to bump into her again, and while he was pretty sure he'd be intruding if he interjected himself into her life regularly, he couldn't resist wanting to help her out whenever he could. When he got a call from her that she'd missed the last bus in the area, hoping to get a lift, he hadn't hesitated to dash over to give her a ride home. They were much closer to his place when the rain started to come down, but they were still both pretty well soaked by the time they got there.

He'd hesitated, knowing how intimate it might sound--or at least it sure did in his own head--but realizing how drenched she was, he'd offered to let her use his shower to warm up a little, and handed over a spare tee shirt and pair of shorts for her to change into when she was done. She'd need something to wear while her clothes were drying, after all. He took that time to change, himself, and to grab a towel to dry his hair... and to try not to think too much about her using his shower, or wearing his clothes. He didn't want to weird her out, but it had been hard to avoid noticing how much she'd changed since they were kids, even without contemplating that sort of intimacy.

If the storm kept going, would she stay over? Well, he wasn't about to kick her out, certainly... maybe he'd just have to crash on his own couch for a night. Small price to pay to make sure she was comfortable.