(open + closed prompts on demand)

[usurpers]

Who: eren jaeger + you! (also some closed prompts)
When: august
Where: clothing stores mostly but u can tell me where
What: eren needs new clothes for new armwings, and a good eye for cloaks or ponchos (that’s you 👀). closed quest prompts and others— if you’re interested in a quest or something else i’ll be glad to start it off!! just hmu to plan out what (liberos or owlie#3609)!
Warnings: n/a will add as needed


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[ eren can be found outside of clothing stores, stalls, any of them, all of them, dispatching employees to choose pieces at his own discretion— because he has no clothes.

mostly no clothes! he only dawns with him pants and his new tailored shoes (but only because it rains). any fabric from the waist up is nonexistent, leaving a chizzled back, abdomen and chest spread with black and scarlet scales to freedom. regular shirts have become an imprisonment to the titian membranes that anchor along his ribcage, webbing across the elongations of his elbow and forearm and forming limbs that aren’t dissimilar to a bat’s. it doesn’t restrict much movement, just takes up more space, and requires some getting used to beyond growing pains and stretch sensations where there shouldn’t be.

he’s gotten some suggestions from a young, enthusiastic fashionista that’s attempting to fit some of her homemade pieces onto him every so often. she’s like, thirteen, though. and seems way too excited that someone has (quietly) agreed to model her wild ideas. she’s aware they’re crazy! but that’s the beauty of it! she proclaims. it made her day. she almost cried.

hence eren’s (quiet) compliance. it’s a goddamn kid living her dream and he doesn’t want to be the one to shatter that in her.

you’ll see eren removing the garments and setting them brusquely on top of a mannequin, before coming to you with saturated scales— a telling sign that he’s feeling a pique in his emotions. laces intricately weave onto his horns and how his growing hair is braided into a loose bun . . . it is and isn’t a look for him all at the same time. ]

I just need a cloak.

[ free him. ]

Comments

[usurpers]

You’d put me in something reasonable.

[ he trusts you that much!!! but, listen!!! it does make eren sigh more thoughtfully. ]

Appearances won’t do much with what monsters represent here, though.

[showsnopiety]

Of course I would. Because I do want you to be comfortable.

[She sighs, and gives his arm a gentle squeeze, moving him over to a stool he can sit on. Usually she uses it to measure larger clients, but it's fine. They might be here for a bit.]

We represent...I don't know what we represent. The wildness under humanity? Some sort of sentimental nonsense that boils down to us being dangerous?

All of us are dangerous. That's why it's important to have morals and ethics.

[usurpers]

[ sitting down it is, then, and luckily! she won’t be so small next to his height now, enough that caren is sure to see the face he makes. not at her, more at the situation. we’re hand holding here. ]

Not even morals are dependable. [ it. sucks. it really does! ] What this place needs is time. They’ve already found a solution.

[showsnopiety]

[She sees the face he makes. It's not a terrible one but...yeah. She gets it.]

I know. And we shouldn't have to do it either.

[She'll just squeeze his hand.]

But here we are. Besides-maybe it'll make you feel better about yourself. Like after you've had a bath.

[usurpers]

[ why is caren so cute, why . . . she earns a smile that accepts the fact either way, and with her own bit of opinon— why not. he finally grips her hand in turn, letting go only to gently clap at the middle of her arm, as if a gesture for her to go. ]

Then do your worst.

[ he's ready. ]

[showsnopiety]

[She would be so puzzled if she was called cute...still, she leans up, and tries to peck him on the cheek.]

I'm planning to.

[She'll walk off, only to bring back various clothing that she things might suit him. She won't even force him into a waist coat or anything fancy- instead she goes what can be used for practical purposes.

While she doesn't have the boots she wants to go with them, she has instead sleeveless shirts, matching sleeveless coats, and pants that can be held up by suspenders. And really she made sure that the cut was breathable, and that if he needs to leap out of it, he could.

And too she has sleeves that have been structured to button onto the shoulder, in different colors.]

I could just tuck you into a waistcoat, but feels too stuffy for you. But...

[She held up a ribbon.]

I want you to wear this. It ties the outfit together.

[She's eyeing him. She dares you to object Eren. DARES YOU.]

[usurpers]

[ when ur tiny not gfriend gives u a peck u be like. she’s cute! she is cute, and eren has to deal with that. look at his scales, changing color! a dark, yellow-orange-scarlet to match the flush of one’s cheeks.

and then she has to come back and play him like that. the clothes are fantastic— look, he’ll put them on and try it all out with no trouble. in fact, they look. they look nice. he’d never be able to do this sort of thing! but there is a ribbon.

what blasphemy is this. ]

Can’t it just be a string?

[ he’s worn ribbons ALL MORNING 😩 ]

[showsnopiety]

It could be an ascot or a tie instead. Besides, it's too easy to choke with string.

[It's not a ribbon for his hair, it's for his neck! She demonstrates even, tying a simple bow that rests more on her chest then her throat.]

It'd be like this.

[And, a beat:]

I didn't know your scales could change colors.

[usurpers]

[



fine, he accepts. although he only ties a simple not rather than a bow. the only was he knows how to tie . . . help this man. ]

Depends on how I’m feeling.

[showsnopiety]

[And she comes right back up so she can make it into a bow. That way he won't accidentally choke, as one may do with a knot.]

So it's like how sometimes my tail or my wings will show my annoyance or irritation.

Of the two of us, I think I like your scales better. At least you don't hit anyone when you're feeling strongly about one thing or another.

Accidentally I mean.