#DIY buzzcut

[geeses]

All my hairstyles of 2023 (done by me) (1st one is the most recent)

[holierthanhell]

[2hoothoots]

hey remember when i said that my ideal gender is somewhere between Raz and Lili?

WELL THROW DOGEN INTO THE MIX BECAUSE ON SATURDAY I SHAVED MY HEAD HEHEHE HUHUHU

(i don't mind my pictures being posted btw)

YES. EXCELLENT

[missmitchieg]

I want a superhero team where one of them is a hyperfemme ~lady~ who loves pink and flowers and is super sweet and badass and one of them is butch and loves green and idk archery and she's like skilled with weapons and there's no weird internalized misogyny not like other girls bs going on and like the green one helps the pink one braid her hair and the pink one likes to watch the other practice shooting arrows and they beat up guys who are rude to the other and are just nice to each other ok

[stupidcowboykid]

shoutout to weirdo college trannies for being the only fucking people i can recognize rn.

[ldantearts]

Hairs cut... #diy #clippers #buzzcut #bear365 #instabear #bearslife #bearsofinstagram #pittsburgh #pittsburghliving #theburgh #summer (at Fairywood) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf995kap_LY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[lakesbian]

carefully reshaping my mental image of biter to be a really cool he/him butch lesbian in a denim vest and everything before i read rachel's epilogue so that i can interpret it through the lens of her getting mad laid by both her dog (cassie) and her butch henchguy. giving him a buzzcut in my head rn. adding some lesbian and trans diy patches to the vest. etc.

[qvietspvce]

diy buzzcut save me. save me diy buzzcut

[izuaurora]

CC shopping list with all the links mentioned in my video

You can watch the video here

June & Linn hairs Old-fashioned crib (I have the V1) Panda onesie e-girl xxl Nonstop buzzcut Maple Suryp body&face freckles Summer breeze makeup kit DI(eYE) - DIY Eye Kit ADDONS Teddybear shoes Thilsey's blog Infant Playmat "The DangleMaster Deluxe" (Functional) Pacifier These Pretty Pixels' blog Jellypawss' blog Momma and me -poses Chewybutterfly's blog I'm Jennx's blog Jiumiqaq's frilly infant onesie Rosie shoes Whimstea's blog LittleTods' Patreon and blog Curly afro alpha hair Peacheryy's blog Buttertrait's blog Maytaii's Patreon 63 recolors of baby jammies Un-quilted baby onesie Simiracle's blog Bib (for toddlers) Baby onesies with animal prints

CAS Unlocks MOD How to convert eyes/skin details in S4S to work on infants

CC that wasn't mentioned in the video, but I'll add here anyway:

Poses with a stroller (this stroller CC needed) Long braids Bib for infants Hair conversion for infants - twin buns and a braid Pacifier 2 Luna hair Milkemie's blog (just everything)

[hbyrde36]

Steddie Week Day 5

Read Part 1 here / Part 2 here / Part 3 here / Part 4 here

ao3 link

Thank God we didn't Peak in High School - Part 5

Prompt: Together / Hold the Line by Toto

~*Steve*~

The first time Steve Harrington noticed Eddie Munson was in middle school. He was thin and lanky with a DIY buzzcut. He wasn’t someone you would have necessarily looked at twice back then, at least until he opened his mouth. Steve had never seen anything like it, Eddie was loud and unapologetically himself. Steve didn’t know where the guy got his courage from but he was in awe, wishing he could be half as brave. 

After that first lunch room tabletop tirade, Steve couldn’t STOP noticing Eddie. They didn’t get to share that many classes through the school years but whenever they did Steve would make sure to choose a seat as close to the other boy as possible. He never managed to talk to him though. They were so different, he wouldn’t know what to say. He was much more comfortable admiring Eddie from afar. 

Steve had a bit of a glow up between his freshman and sophomore years of high school. Suddenly girls were flirting with him left and right, calling him King Steve and trying their hardest to get asked out on a date. So Steve let himself get distracted and he went on a lot of first dates that ended with a mediocre kiss and zero sparks.

Then came Linda. It was good, until it wasn’t. She was the first person he had sex with and the first person he said ‘I love you’ to apart from family. He hadn’t seen it coming, when she ended things. A pattern he would repeat years later with the only other person he had let himself fall for, and the only other person he slept with. 

It felt, ironically, like a dirty little secret to Steve, the fact that he had only slept with two people in his life, till now. He was known to be this big ladies man, and yes he went on a lot of dates but that was all. At the risk of seeming uncool, Steve never corrected people when they talked about his high body count. 

-

Steve knew he fucked up before he even went home with that girl. His first mistake had been asking for this stupid arrangement in the first place, and every day that he had let it go on, without actually talking to Eddie about it, made things worse and worse. 

To be clear, being with Eddie wasn’t the mistake. He was great, amazing, beautiful. Everything Steve could want in a friend, in a lover, in a partner. The mistake was trying to be with Eddie while pretending he didn’t feel anything for the guy. It was a lie. He’d had a massive crush on him back in school and it had come back with a vengeance. 

Steve would never forget the time they spent hanging out at that house party. He never understood what had happened that night. They were having such a good time and Steve was sure that it would have developed into something more given the chance, but when Eddie left to go to the bathroom he never came back. Steve knew he shouldn’t have taken it so personally, it was a few hours and one conversation, It’s not like they really knew each other. Maybe he’d gotten it all wrong. He knew Eddie was gay but just because somebody was into guys didn’t mean they automatically were into Steve.

That was the same night he and Nancy had gotten together. Shortly after Eddie’s departure she had come to find Steve and the two of them struck up a conversation about the kids, as they often did and one thing led to another. 

Eventually Steve stopped thinking about Eddie, too caught up in his new adult life with Nancy. He concentrated all his effort on making her happy and supporting her as she went through college. He was overjoyed when she said yes to his proposal and then shocked to his core when she ended things mere weeks later.

Ever since he and Eddie started hooking up, Steve found himself wondering how different things might be now if he had just gone for it that night and asked Eddie out instead of being a coward. 

He had really made a mess of things, and that was before he went and got wasted and slept with some random chick who hit on him. He could blame it on the alcohol, and he did a little bit, but it also smacked of self loathing and sabotage. 

If Steve was honest with himself, he knew Eddie had feelings for him too and had chosen to ignore it. He had convinced himself that It was too soon after the breakup with Nancy for any of it to be real, it was also the reason he wanted to keep them a secret, he thought people would judge him for moving on so quickly. 

-

As soon as Steve woke to the empty bed, he knew it was over. In a panic, he immediately picked up his phone to text Eddie. He forgot all about the fact that they didn’t usually talk about these things in the daylight. He didn’t care anymore, he just wanted to know if Eddie was okay. He sent a dozen messages but Eddie didn’t respond. He couldn’t blame him after the way he acted. Steve had realized something last night but sadly it seemed like it was too late. He was in love with Eddie Munson, and he’d already lost him.

Steve called out of work, nothing was more important than trying to talk to Eddie. By afternoon he was desperate and since Eddie wouldn’t text him back he decided he would call as many times as it took for the other boy to answer. When he finally did, it was not good news. Steve was too late, Eddie was thoroughly done with his bullshit. 

It was Nancy who snapped him out of it and ultimately lit a fire under his ass. Jonathan had heard about what happened through the grapevine at work so when neither Steve or Eddie came to work one day he put two and two together. 

Nancy let herself in with the hide-a-key he left in the front of the house. He hadn’t bothered to change its location after the breakup. She found him curled up in a ball on the couch, staring at the tv that wasn’t even on.

“Oh Steve.”

“What are you doing here Nance?” He said, unfurling himself and sitting up.

“Jonathan told me some of what happened. Obviously I don't know the whole story but I thought you could use a friend.”

“We’re not friends.”

“I deserve that, and if you want me to leave I will but, Steve, I still care about you and I really hope we can be friends someday.”

Steve sighed. She would never be his first choice for this but she was here now and he had to talk to someone or he was going to explode. “I messed things up with Eddie so bad and I don't know if I can fix it.”

She gave him a warm smile and sat down. “We’ll see about that, tell me everything.”

So, he did. He spilled his guts to Nancy, gave her the whole history of him and Eddie leading up to present day. It was easier than he thought it would be, to confide in her. He still cared about her too and as they talked he realized it wasn’t anything like the way he felt about Eddie. Maybe it never had been.

She helped him to devise a plan. First he needed to set a few things right at work. He would go to the store and confront Tommy and the others about how cruel they’d been talking about Eddie. He would make it clear that he liked Eddie and wasn’t ashamed of it and if anyone didn’t like that they should keep that opinion to themselves. 

Then, forget texts and phone calls. Steve needed to find out where Eddie would be and go to see him in person. This sort of apology required a grand gesture and driving several hours just for the chance to talk to Eddie fit that bill nicely. 

Robin was no help, when he visited work she made sure to make herself scarce and she too refused to answer his text messages. It was frustrating but Steve had to admire her loyalty. Maybe once she heard about him putting Tommy in his place she would be more inclined to help, but he didn’t want to wait around for that to happen.

Instead he decided to risk it and go straight to the source. He had only met Eddie’s uncle in passing but he knew where they lived. Steve had no way of knowing if Eddie had told his uncle what happened between them. He only hoped that if Wayne did know, he would give Steve the chance to explain and have mercy on him.

As he pulled into the park, Steve was surprised to see Eddie’s van parked in front of the trailer. His uncle’s truck was nowhere to be found though so maybe he had taken that on his road trip. The van certainly looked like it had seen better days so it seemed like a reasonable assumption.  

Steve's hand shook as he raised it to knock on the door. He held his breath, waiting for the older man to answer. In his nervous state, Steve was staring down at his shoes and didn't register the fact that someone had opened the door until they said his name.

“Steve?”

His head snapped up, eyes wide and terrified because that was Eddie’s voice and oh god Steve wasn’t prepared for this. He thought he had a several hour drive to hone his speech and find just the right words to tell Eddie how he feels. 

“What are you doing here?” Eddie asked and Steve realized he’d just been staring at the other boy for a long time. 

Steve wasn’t sure what to say at first but decided that the only way forward was complete honesty. It’s what Eddie deserved and it was the only way he had a chance in hell at getting his trust back.

“I came to see your uncle actually. I was going to beg him to tell me where you were staying so I could come and see you.”

Steve could see the apprehension on Eddie’s face but he hadn’t slammed the door on him yet so he soldiers on.

“Look, you have every reason to hate me and I know I don’t deserve your time but please, please just hear me out and if you still want me gone after that, then I promise you won’t ever have to see me again.”

Eddie doesn’t respond but sighs and steps aside, allowing Steve to enter. The place is small but cozy, Steve likes it instantly. Eddie leads them over to the couch where they both take a seat.

“I owe you an apology, several in fact. I want you to know that I talked to Tommy and told him how fucked up what he said about you was. I’m sorry that I didn’t say anything about it sooner, I should have defended you and I didn’t.”

“Steve you don’t have to…” Eddie protests.

“Please, just…I have so much more to say.”

Eddie nodded, staying quiet and allowed him to continue.

“I’m also so sorry for the way everything has happened between us. I haven't treated you the way you deserve and I hurt you and that’s the last thing I ever wanted. I was so lost and confused after what happened with Nancy and that’s no excuse for what I've done but I want you to understand that I haven't been entirely myself for a while.” Steve pauses for a moment, struggling to find the right words for what he wants to say next, how to tell Eddie how much he feels for him.

The silence must have stretched on a little too long and Eddie breaks it with annoyance. 

“You know, Harrington, I appreciate the apologies and all but if you came here to tell me that this has all been some big mistake to you, you could have saved yourself the time and gas. You made it pretty clear that that’s how you felt when you told me you slept with someone else.”

“Eddie, no. That's not what…”

“I think you should go now.”

“Eddie, stop! I’m trying...I want to tell you…”

“What? What more could you have to say to me!?”

“I LOVE YOU!”

Eddie’s jaw dropped open in surprise, tears already threatening to spill from the corners of his eyes. 

“And in the interest of perfect honesty, I have to tell you that I think I’ve been a little bit in love with you since the first time I saw you. I’m sorry that I never said anything, I wish I had. I wish I had handled this better and I never should have asked you to be friends with benefits because that was never what I wanted. I thought I wasn’t ready for a relationship but when it’s right, it’s right, and I should have just talked to you about it instead of worrying what other people might think. I have never felt this way about anyone before, not even Nancy. I know I don’t deserve a second chance but if you’ll have me back it will be the real thing this time. No secrets or unspoken agreements and no sneaking around. I want the world to know that you are mine and I am yours.”

Eddie doesn’t say anything for a long time and Steve’s heart sinks. He knew it was a long-shot but he had done his best. He laid his heart out on the line and he doesn’t regret it.

“Are you sure?” Eddie said, voice no louder than a whisper.

“What?”

“You’d better be sure about this because, I love you too, and I think it might just destroy me if you’re not serious about this.” He added, inching closer to Steve.

Steve closed the remaining gap between them as he replied. “I’ve never been more sure about anything.”

Their second-first-kiss is far better than their first, even if it was a little wet from their combined tears. They’ve shared many kisses and make out sessions in-between but this is the first time Steve has allowed himself to enjoy how perfectly their lips slot together, as if their mouths were made for eachother.

As they often do, Eddie and Steve wind up in bed together, but for once it’s not for sex. This is about cuddling and healing and whispering words of love in the dark. They talk about their past in an open and unguarded way. Both are equally surprised that the other remembers the night of the near miss, as Eddie called it. Steve laments the fact that if they hadn’t been so blind they could have been together all this time but Eddie stops him with a gentle kiss on the cheek. 

“Don’t get caught up in what could have been, Stevie. Love happens in its own time, and I don’t want to get all ‘everything happens for a reason’ about it, but I don’t think we were ready for each other back then.”

“You’re probably right.” Steve admitted. “I still had a little bit of the old King Steve in me back then. You would have hated me.”

Eddie huffed a laugh. “I could never hate you. I think we both had a lot of growing up to do. I’m just glad we made our way back to each other.”

-

For the rest of the week they spend every waking moment together, unless Steve is at work. He finally meets Wayne officially and although Eddie said he didn’t tell his uncle any details about them, he can see how wary the man is about their new relationship status. Steve is quick to assure Wayne that he loves his nephew and promises to never hurt him again. He’s not sure Eddie’s uncle is convinced but Steve’s not going anywhere and he’s sure he’ll win the guy over eventually. 

Eddie is shocked when Steve finally tells him one night how it was Nancy who helped him get his act together. It made him think better of her. She and Steve were still not friends, per say, but there were no longer any hard feelings between them. 

Robin scolds Steve mercifully for how badly he hurt her best friend, but once she thinks he’s been sufficiently punished, she congratulates the two of them on getting their heads out of their asses. 

At the end of his impromptu vacation, Eddie decides to go back to work. With Steve by his side he could care less about what anybody else thinks or says about him. A paycheck is a paycheck, for now.

@steddie-week

@manda-panda-monium

[roadworkaheadyea]

I put this in an ask for @five-and-dimes but Tumblr ate it so I’m typing what I remember it saying: Instead of faking his death especially in the current years, Hob could’ve used makeup, or hair dye (or bleach and also a razor/scissors) to look like he’s aging or to look different (beards too). It kinda looks like he has grey at his temples at the new inn (hopefully he isn’t just aging slowly) he (as most disaster bi beings could also switch gender?) he could adapt different accents or use semi permanent plastic surgery (Botox injections don’t last I believe) or use diy temporary hacks like face lift tape 😂 also moles/beauty marks, scars, birthmarks, freckles, age spots…

Either dream doesn’t recognize him or does.

Options of what dream walks into the new inn seeing:

Drag queen hob

Street performer mime

Old lady hob

Hob with personality change and like different ticks and accents and mannerisms

Lumberjack hob

Hob as dream 😂 /goth hob

I’m on the run as a fugitive buzzcut hob

Middle aged woman version of hob

Bleached ramen noodle Justin Timberlake hair hob

Dyed grey hair (this scares dream because maybe he’s chosen that this is his last life and is dying but isn’t)

DIY lip fillers gone wrong New Jersey accent hob

(Crack but also tiny angst if dream thinks he’s choosing to die soon) Meticulously shaving (wax/cream hair removal things) and planning bald spots and receding hairline that gets progressively worse (hob makes sure it looks real every morn before he goes out and has anxiety that if he stays out too long someone will notice the stubble (that most certainly isn’t thinning) growing back in) (after dream finds him and they relocate together hob jokes about how bad it will be to grow it back out and that he can’t just shape-shift like the shaper of forms)

Punk metal hob

Biker hob

Pirate eyepatch hob

[boymounter]

femmes will do overwhelmingly gorgeous gorgeous hair and makeup and cute little outfits and nails and look like ethereal angels and then be like. yeah i want the guy (butch) in his dad's old jeans with a DIY buzzcut. i love you

[f00t-fic]

Shoutout to that time I booked a photoshoot in a spooky church months in advance to motivate myself to finish sewing Tsurumi's uniform, didn't finish sewing Tsurumi's uniform, and DIYed a buzzcut from my scrap fabric pile the night before for last minute Usami reasons. Anyway, I sewed this and karamelphotography on Instagram did all the fancy photography and editing work to make me look appropriately nasty!

[diiwata]

do you have any modern coral hcs!!!!

heeeeey anon (you're my first one, so here's your prize: 🏆)

and let's see what I've got! hcs come to me in a whim, and some are inspired by other hcs made by some lovely people soooo if you see your hc here... don't mind if i borrow them ☝🏽

she seems like the coolest person alive, so I'm gonna make her a bass player!!

idk if other people had them, but she was secretly a ukulele kid in middle school that played "riptide" in the hallways-- but she upgraded to a bassplayer, so it all checks out

with the way she's so skilled with a trident/pitchfork in the movie, she could very much be part of her high school's color guard team!

drew on her/her friend's hands, and now she wants to be a tattoo artist!

coral looks like a diy girly in the sense that she customizes her clothes, does her own patchwork, etc.. if her friends try to buy smth off the ✨️interwebs✨️ she WILL say, "don't. I can make that" and she DOES make it, but a million times better

her love language is gift giving ^^ she'll pretend to be cocky about it ("see? it looks better than the picture") but really, she gets so giddy when her friends gush over the detail and the sentiment. she just needs to remain a tough girl in their eyes!!!

do you think she did those wonky and cool patterns on a buzzcut (idk what the correct term is)??? bc I think she did and she rocked it!!

hope this sufficed 🤞🏽 THIS WAS SO FUN!

[micahthemoon]

June 20 2023 Inspired by yesterday’s entry here’s some of my short haircuts I’ve gotten over time. A bit more context under the line.

2012: First time short haircut on purpose.

2014: Still probably my most euphoric haircut.

2016: First sidecut.

2021: Cut it short for the first time in forever – was inspired by a picrew of all things.

Beginning of 2022: Probably the shortest my hair has ever been.

End of 2022: A friend cut my hair diy.

2023: First time with mullet.

And this is my hair rn.

Okay, no symbol limits for this; let’s go!

2012 – This was the first time I got to decide my own haircut and I went short like my favourite artist at the time, Billie Joe Armstrong. The hairdresser wasn’t keen on it at first so I actually was talked into going from hair down my back to shoulder length. Then I arrived back after two months and asked for it shorter and so I finally got this. I still remember it fondly.

2014 – When I was younger I had a family hairdresser, so this was done by the same person who did my BJA hair two years prior. This time I gave her a picture of Alexander William Gaskarth from All Time Low and I recall this grinning immensely afterwards and taking more selfies I’d ever done. I was so euphoric I get warm inside just thinking about it.

2016 – This was after a long while growing my hair out to shoulder length again and it was a hot summer day. I was getting so tired of my hair so you guessed it: I took yet another bandmember picture with me to the family hairdresser – this time I believe it was Kier Kemp from then Fearless Vampire Killers – and got my first sidecut. I quite enjoyed it and I actually had it for a long while.

2021 – Somewhere between 2018 and 2021 I decided to grow my hair long and only colour it sparely so to let it heal so it was now very long and feminine looking. When I then came out to myself as nonbinary in march 2021 however I started dreaming about cutting it short again when I fooled around with a picrew base one day and really felt connected to this bleach blond short hairdo. Now living in a new city I went to a hairdresser nearby with the same picture of Alex from 2016 and asked for that haircut. After it was cut I went home to bleach it myself. I wasn’t as euphoric as the first time but I felt like myself again with shortish hair.

2022 – Now this one is interesting because I had two different yet similar short hairstyles this year. The first was at the beginning of the year (February) where I wanted to get something even more masculine to see if I liked it. I decided on something between a fauxhawk and an undercut and scrambled lots of pictures for this to give my hairdresser (no bandmembers this time). It was yet again a new place since I wanted to go to a “real” barber yet ended up with a compromise being that I paid for a ‘male cut’ by an all gender hairdresser. I remember finding it so strange feeling the wind in my neck and not sure what to think about it. I was a bit relieved I still had some fringe since up to this point I had never not have some sort of heavy fringe (which of course will make it the first time that has happened if I go with a buzz cut). The second picture is from September when my undercut started growing out again. I wasn’t keen on going back to the same barber so I went hairdresser shopping but quickly stopped again when I was discriminated against this one place (he refused to cut my hair since I wasn’t masculine enough). So I asked a friend I knew cut his own hair and this was what we came up with. I didn’t feel ready for as short a hairdo as last time and missed my fringe so it got a bit more choppy yet I liked it for what it was.

2023 – I needed some change this year so I decided to go for one of two haircuts – either I’d do a mullet or a buzzcut. My reasoning for going with a mullet at the beginning of the year instead was that it would be easier to change my mind and cut the rest of for a buzzcut later than the other way around. You know what – I felt pretty euphoric about this one as well but a bit less so than in 2016. I felt it was a nice change of pace and it has been very nice keeping the mullet up to this point (has gotten it cut twice – was sadly less keen about it the second time). I still have the mullet now (last picture) but it is just brown-yellow-green instead of red-black.

[leolaroot]

funny observation: every sibling I'm out to has made a point to compliment the shitty grown out diy buzzcut