#pigtail pixie

[ashblackthorn]

Dragon Age: The Veilguard AU where everything is exactly the same except Lucanis' Demon is bright green, called 'Sprite' (tm), and has a personality to match the above. (Also Lucanis is accordingly now a Hatsune Miku Cyber Goth rather than a Trad Angst Goth).

[yutamayo]

Powder is like if Itachi Uchiha and Harely Quinn did IVF but spilled in a little more psychological damage than intended & were like c'est la vie we still luv her so they spoil her rotten out of love but moreso from the fear of what she may be capable of if they refuse her which only ends up amplifying her complete and utter disregard for general humanity and reality itself

[goose-books]

The Ghost of Christmas Past shows up and you’re like, “Ohhhhh for fuck’s sake,” but you’re in your childhood bedroom so it’s kind of on you. The ghost seems offended. She crosses her arms. She looks like you used to, with the pigtails.

“No way,” you say. “Don’t start.”

“I am the—”

“The Ghost of Christmas Past, I know, I know.” Because she looks like you, and it’s Christmas Eve, so what else. Your parents used to read you the story every year. Even when you were old enough to read on your own, it was better in your dad’s voice.

“You came home for your parents,” the ghost says, solemn. “It’s time to tell them.”

“No, like, ‘when you’re ready’?”

“You are ready,” she says, “or you wouldn’t have come back.”

Which is so stupid, because you weren’t on the moon, you were at college, and it’s only been two months of shots, you don’t even have a mustache. “Fucking leave me alone,” you say, so she does the ghost thing and takes you to a ten-years-ago Christmas. The living room. Your parents. Your fledgling self on the carpet with your stocking, the one you can’t look at anymore because when you were a baby your parents patiently hand-stitched the fucking name.

“Maybe they’ll make you a new one,” says the ghost.

“You don’t know that.” Bullshit ghost powers.

“You were happier back then. When they knew you.”

“Everyone was happier back then. It was, like, 2008.”

“There was a recession,” says the ghost.

“Shut up! Shut up!” You turn over in bed. For a second you expect to roll onto child-self-you curled up next to you. Probably crush the life out of her. You got good at that. It’s her bed, her room, pink covers, cat posters.

“This is so stupid, this Dickens thing,” you say. “I’m not even Christian anymore.”

“Tell your parents that second,” the ghost suggests.

“Oh my fucking God I’m not telling them anything can’t you go bother Jeff Bezos.”

“I’m just doing my job,” says the ghost, and vanishes.

#

The Ghost of Christmas Present has an acne problem. As soon as you open your eyes you say, “Oh my God,” and they say, “Hi,” and you say, “You better not be the fucking Ghost of Christmas Present,” and the Ghost of Christmas Present says, “I am.”

Which you knew.

“Why me?” you say, pink comforter bunched around your waist. “I didn’t do anything. Scrooge was mean to orphans.”

The Ghost of Christmas Present shrugs. “It’s the job.”

“Are you gonna show me my parents now?”

That makes them look kind of embarrassed.

“Well, don’t,” you say. If your parents are talking in the other room, huddled up conferencing with the lights off, you can’t hear it over the heater buzz. But you can guess what they’re saying: you went to school with a shitty pixie cut and worse eyeliner, and you came back with a real haircut and a permanent frown and a bunch of new friends you play sentence Twister to avoid pronouning. “I know they’re nice people, I got it. I’m just not ready.”

“It’s just—you’re kind of waiting for them to ask?” says the Ghost of Christmas Present. They scratch their face, where they have spectral sideburns coming in. “Your dad thinks you have a head cold. ‘Cause of your voice. But your mom’s starting to get it.”

You pull the covers over your head. “Cool, awesome, didn’t ask.”

“She isn’t going to ask,” the ghost says. “She wants you to tell her.”

You stick your middle finger out from underneath the covers. When you check, the room is empty again.

#

The Ghost of Christmas Future doesn’t say anything. Just looks at you. You look back. You probably have bedhead. You fixed your daytime wardrobe but your pajamas are still lacy and purple.

“How come you’re a man?” you say.

He says, “I think you know.”

“Fucking—go away.”

“I have something to show you first.”

“Are we going to the goddamn graveyard?”

He doesn’t say anything but then you’re in the goddamn graveyard. Together. Looking at your headstone. The dates are close enough together to make you kind of sick.

“They went with the full name,” you say.

The ghost nods.

“Not even the nickname. My nice gender neutral nickname.”

The ghost shrugs. You kind of want to throw something at him but you’re just looking at it now. Chiseled in marble. Immovable. What’s that thing bigots on the internet say, about someone digging up your jawbone two hundred years from now? You always wanted to think you wouldn’t care.

The Ghost of Christmas Future’s pretty quiet. This is the part where Scrooge goes full breakdown. Tears, begging, promises.

“I’m not gonna cry on you,” you say.

“Okay.”

So neutral. “Man, what do you want me to say?”

“Nothing,” says the ghost. “I think you’re there.”

You can’t stop looking at the headstone. “God fucking damnit shit. You promise they’ll be cool?”

“Nothing’s promised,” the ghost says. He gestures at the graveyard. “Except for this.”

“Awesome.” Cryptic cliche philosophical ghost bullshit. Yada yada. Death and taxes. Not with that name on your headstone, though. Not with that name on your tax forms, either.

You turn to tell him that and then you’re blinking in bed. There’s still one glow-in-the-dark star stuck to your ceiling where the glue never wore out. You put those up like ten years ago. Maybe longer. The light in the room says it’s morning. You swing your lacy-pajama legs over the side of the bed and go to ruin Christmas.

[atrfiction]

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[nereidprinc3ss]

baby fever

in which reader and spencer discuss having a baby while at work

fluff warnings/tags: fem/AFAB!reader, bau!reader, BOYFRIEND!SPENCER or husband if u so desire, discussions of pregnancy/having a baby (obviously), reader wants a baby, so does spencer a/n: god i need him so badly. should i write follow up smut?? mwahaha evil emoji......

The coffee finished brewing minutes ago, but you’re still standing by the pot, watching Anderson’s daughter toddling around the bullpen on chubby legs. She’s not very adept at walking, but her spirit is indomitable—every time she tips a little too far forward, she catches herself and gets right back up. It’s not like she’s doing anything particularly impressive or even interesting, but you can’t take your eyes off her. Every movement makes your heart twinge, every giggle or curious quirk of her head is so adorable it physically hurts in your chest. 

From your peripheral vision you see Spencer approaching, bearing his own empty mug, but not even he can draw your attention away from the adorable little pixie and her tutu and her pigtails. 

“That is the cutest kid I have ever seen in my life,” you whisper to Spencer, hoping the quiet tone of your voice will help hide how much you feel like cooing and squealing. 

He smiles to himself as he pours his coffee. 

“That’s Rosie. Have you said hi yet?” 

“I’m afraid if I talk to her I’ll try to keep her.” 

“She is pretty adorable.” 

You turn to him as he leans next to you on the counter, sipping his coffee casually. 

“Adorable? Spencer. Puppies are adorable. You’re not understanding the magnitude of what I mean right now. I can’t explain to you how much adorable doesn’t cut it. I’m not kidding about the child abduction thing.” 

HIs eyes slide around the room as he chuckles into his mug. 

“Let’s maybe not joke about kidnapping a child in FBI headquarters.” 

“I’m not joking,” you hiss. “I feel like I’m going insane. I just—” 

At the last second you stop yourself, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth. 

“You just what?” Spencer asks, adjusting the hem of your shirt with his free hand. You glance down, watching the care he takes in the tiniest detail that you wouldn’t have given a second thought to. 

“Is something wrong with my shirt?” 

His eyes flick up to yours, hazel tinted with mild surprise. 

“No. It just was sliding up your waist a little bit.” As he says it, his knuckles brush the bare skin of your torso. You suppress a shiver, studying his profile once he pulls his hand away and goes for another sip. 

“Can we have one?” 

Your inopportune timing results in coffee dribbling down Spencer’s chin as he quickly attempts to wipe it away, wide eyes torn between you and trying to assess the mess he’s made. 

“You--you mean like a baby?” 

“Yeah, like a baby,” you say, grabbing his shoulders and squaring them to you before dabbing the coffee from his face and jacket. He watches on as you clean him up, completely still except for his wandering eyes. 

“I thought we were waiting on that.” 

“Waiting for what? A better time? There’s never going to be a good time with this job. And it’s not like we’d have to quit. Look at JJ. She has two and still does it.” 

“First of all,” Spencer begins, quickly recovering from your surprise proposition, “I don’t love the idea of either of us being in the field with you pregnant. And secondly, JJ also has Will and her mother to take care of the boys. We don’t have that. We’re both here all the time.” 

“I don’t care,” you groan, trashing the paper towels once you’ve done the best you can with his clothing. “We’d figure it out somehow!” 

“Mhm. It sounds like you’ve really devoted some careful consideration to this.” 

You drop your head to your shoulder, giving him your best puppy dog eyes and pulling lightly on his shirtsleeve. 

“Oh, come on. You haven’t thought about it at all? My perfect brain and your pretty face fusing to create a future Nobel-prize winner? Imagine how cute she would be, Spencer, we could put her hair in little braids and pigtails and we could dress her up and she could be in soccer and ballet and—” 

“She?” he smiles, studying your face intently. You roll your eyes. 

“Yes, she. Obviously we would have a girl. You—” 

The idea of Spencer as the father of your daughter hits you like a tidal wave, stopping you dead in your tracks. The images materialize in your mind’s eye so clearly, it’s like they’re already memories, so real and tangible you have no doubt it must come to fruition someday. But if before, your ranting was mostly a silly fantasy—now it’s become a bit more intense. 

He seems to sense your shift in mood. The big smile thaws slightly as he subtly grabs your hand on the counter. 

“What? What’s wrong?” 

There he goes again. Being kind. Being perfect. 

Tears sting your eyes, but you don’t let them fall.  

“Nothing. Nothing is wrong. I just... didn’t realize how badly I actually wanted that until I said it out loud.” 

The concern in his eyes softens to pure affection as he runs his thumb over the back of your hand. 

“I want it too. And whenever you decide you’re ready I’ll drop everything for you.” 

His words are like compounding pressure to the deep heat within you—forming something so solid and perfect you don’t have to wonder if it’s real. A ten on the Mohs scale, a concept that gets closer to actualizing by the minute.  

Your voice is quiet, revelatory as you admire the amber facets in his eyes. 

“You’re ready?”  

“I’ve been ready for quite some time,” he admits. And at once you feel the certainty of him paint your past and your future with one broad brushstroke. One day you will look back on your life and remember the time before Spencer, and that will be it. There is before Spencer, and with Spencer, but never an after Spencer. He wants to create something utterly permanent with you. “Come here.” 

He sets his mug down, carefully pulling you forward so you’re toe to toe with your back to the rest of the BAU; so that only he can see you. Despite how good the two of you are at avoiding PDA, occasionally an exception is made. He tenderly wipes away the few tears that have sprung from your waterline and accepts your arms around his waist, mirroring your embrace and completely enveloping you.  

“I love you,” he murmurs against the top of your hair, quiet enough that nobody in the office has a chance of hearing it. You sniffle. 

“I love you too. Also you smell really good.” 

He chuckles, hand roaming up and down your back for a moment. 

“And that is why we are holding off on this at least for a while.” 

“What do you mean?” you whisper indignantly as he gently peels you off him. His hands remain a steadying force on your waist as he smiles down at you beatifically. 

“I mean let’s give it two weeks and see if you still want a baby when you’re not ovulating.” 

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Do you have any notes on hair and hairstyles by any chance?

Writing Notes: Hairstyles

Some writing tips to describe your character's hair:

Frame your character’s face with a hairstyle that reflects their story. A crewcut might signify a military soldier or someone who likes to be in control. A ponytail or pigtails might indicate a young character. Describe a character’s hair color—black hair, dark hair, brunette, redhead, blonde, gray, or white—in interesting ways instead of just stating the shade. It makes a difference whether your character dyes their hair or keeps it its natural shade. Describe the length of their hair. A confident businesswoman might have short or shoulder-length hair. A musician might have longer hair. Match your character’s hairstyle with their personality.

Make facial hair an element of a character’s style. How a male character keeps his facial hair is telling. If he’s constantly clean-shaven, he might go to a regular corporate job. A bit of stubble can signify a more casual career. From a beard to sideburns to a goatee, facial hair helps paint a picture of a male character and can help represent their life and what they do.

Write detailed character descriptions. Visualize a character in your own mind. Make them three dimensional by fleshing out both the character’s personality and physical appearance. Write down their physical details like hairstyle and hair color—do they have brown hair, blond hair, or dark hair? Describe how they move through the world and hint at what their body language and mannerisms reveal.

Here are some words to help you select more precise language and improve the clarity in your writing:

Descriptive Words to Describe Hair

Hair Texture. Relates to the circumference of individual hairs as well as the curl pattern and general state of the hair, with regards to how it looks and feels.

body, bouncy, bristly, brittle, bushy, coarse, crinkly, delicate, downy, fine, flat, fluffy, frizzy, fuzzy, glossy, lank, limp, listless, luxuriant, luxurious, medium, nappy, no body, puffy, rough, satiny, silky, sleek, smooth, soft, sticky, stiff, straight, straw-like, supple, touchable, velvety, wavy, wiry

Hair Thickness. This means the same thing as hair density. There are a number of terms for how thick a person’s hair is.

lush, scraggly, sparse, stringy, thick, thin, voluminous, wispy, wooly

Hair Styles or Cuts. Properly describing how hair is cut or styled is critical in describing the appearance of a character in a story or the subject of a work of nonfiction.

afro, a-line, angled, asymmetrical, bangs, beehive, blunt, bob, bouffant, bowl cut, braided, braids, brushed back, bun, buzzed, center part, chignon, chopped, choppy, clipped, coils, comb over, corkscrew curls, cornrows, crew cut, curled, dreadlocks, ducktail, emo, extensions, face-framing, feathered, fishtail braid, flat top, flyaway, french braids, french twist, fringe, Jheri curl, kinked, layered, long layers, loose, military cut, mohawk, mullet, natural, pageboy, parted, pigtails, pin curls, pixie, plaited, pompadour, ponytail, Rasta, rat tail, ratted, ringlets, shag, shaved, side part, slicked down, spiked, spiky, spirals, springy, stacked, straightened, swept back, swept to the side, swept up, teased, topknot, trimmed, twisted, undercut, up, updo, waterfall braids, weave, wedge, wings, wrapped

Hair Length. Hair can vary greatly in length. Choosing the right descriptive word for hair length helps readers get a better picture of the character or person about whom you are writing.

cascading, chin length, close cropped, cropped, ear length, flowing, long, medium length, mid-back length, neck length, short, shoulder length, tailbone length, trailing, waist length

Hair Color or Tints. Since there are many hair colors in different tones, some natural and some not, it’s really important to choose the right descriptive word for hair color.

ash brown, auburn, black, bleached blond, blonde, blue, bluish, bottle blonde, brown, brunette, burgundy, burnished, chestnut, coppery, dark, flaxen, ginger, golden blonde, gray, green, honey, jet black, light, mousy, multi-colored, natural blonde, oil slick, ombre, peroxide blonde, pink, platinum, purple, rainbow, raven, red, salt and pepper, silver, strawberry blonde, streaked, sun-kissed, sun-streaked, wheat blonde, white, yellow, yellowing

Treated Hair. There are a number of treatments people can use to alter the appearance of their hair.

bleached, body wave, brassy, colored, conditioned, deep conditioned, dyed,frosted, highlighted, highlights, lowlights, permed, relaxed, smoothing, tinted

Messy Hair. There are a number of ways to convey to readers that a person has messy hair. Whether the individual’s hair is messy due to a lack of care, general unruliness, or having been engaged in activity that caused it to become messy, choose the right word so readers will understand.

bad hair day, bedhead, clumpy, disarray, disheveled, drooping, knotted, matted, overgrown, shaggy, snarled, tangled, tousled, towheaded, uncombed, uncontrollable, unkempt, unmanageable, unruly, unstyled, untamed, untidy, windblown, windswept

Neatly Styled Hair. Some people take great pains to ensure their hair is the exact opposite of messy. Use these terms when you want to describe someone with neatly styled hair.

blown out, coiffed, coiffured, done, neat, runway-ready, tamed, tidy, well-groomed

More Ways to Describe the Appearance of Hair. The categories listed above aren’t all inclusive when it comes to describing hair.

beautiful, brushed, classy, clean, combed, damp, dirty, dripping, dull, elegant, enviable, fashionable, filthy, gorgeous, greasy, healthy, luscious, lustrous, nourished, shiny, singed, slick, soaked, squeaky clean, stylish, sweaty, trendy, vibrant, voluminous, wet

Words to Describe Hair Problems. There are a number of different hair problems. If the person or character you are writing about has a visible issue with his or her hair, be sure to choose the best word to describe it.

alopecia, bald, balding, bald patch, broken, damaged, dandruff, dry, flaky, fried, hair loss, lice, needs a touch-up, nits, oily, overly processed, pattern baldness, receding, roots are showing, shedding, split ends, thinning, thin on top, widow’s peak

Hair Accessories. Thoroughly describing a person or character’s appearance may require giving some information about hair accessories the person is wearing. Choose the best term to describe any items placed in or on the individual’s hair.

ball cap, barrette, beret, bobby pin, bow, butterfly clip, chopsticks, elastic, feather, flower, hair clip, hairpin, hat, headband, headscarf, kerchief, ribbon, scarf, scrunchie, side comb, snap clip, sweatband, tiara, tieback

Names of Hair Tools. When you need to describe what someone uses to style their hair, be sure to accurately describe the type of tool the individual uses.

blow dryer, clippers, comb, curling iron, diffuser, dryer, duckbill clips, fine-tooth comb, flat iron, hairbrush, hot rollers, rollers, round brush, scissors, thinning shears

Sources: 1 2 3 ⚜ More: Notes ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs ⚜ Facial Hair

Hope this helps with your writing!

[nerdyneko6373]

omg yes!!

this is one of the best fem!hawks i've seen!! she's so cute!!

and the fem!endeavor looks so cool, she looks like she means BUSINESS y'all she ain't playing!

i love the genderbended todofam sm too!!

！注意 性転換！

fem Hawks, fem Endeavor, etc….

[foursaints]

sirius black with waist length hair that’s one smooth sheet down their back. or sirius black with a chic pixie cut that curls up under the bottom of their ears. or sirius black with milkmaid braids and braided pigtails and peasant braids that are tied into two loops with a bow. or sirius black with a shaved head. or

[majoyosei]

🌻☀️ No. 1 ☀️🌻

In Japan, it's already July 15th, which means it's the birthday of Izuku Midoriya and Mirio Togata, two great heroes from "My Hero Academia" ☀️🦸‍♂️✨

As you know, Mirio is my husbando, my husband, my sunshine, my comfort character, I love him very much, and I paired him with my avatar, Majo, so together they have a huge family of little heroes 👩🏻‍❤️‍👨🏼🌻

That's why, I wanted to do something special for today: drawing his family congratulating him 🎉🎁💖

From left to right, we have:

🧚‍♀️ Majo Togata (Pearce), the landslide rescue hero, "Pixie Dust," with the "Stony Control" Quirk, my avatar and Mirio Togata's wife, dressed in pink 🩷

In Majo's arms is ☁️ Miharu 'Micchan' Togata, the youngest member of the Togata family, just 4 months old, with the "Organic Permeation" Quirk, Mirio and Majo's youngest son, wearing red clothes ❤️

The 3-year-old twins, 🪨 Mirei, the oldest, with black hair with blonde streaks, who has the "Rocky Permeation" Quirk and white and purple clothes 🤍💜 and ���� Himawari, the younger twin, with blonde hair and pigtails, with the "Inorganic Permeation" Quirk, wearing brown clothes 🤎 both in the arms of her father, Mirio ♊

🌟 Miyo Togata, the one-and-a-half-year-old baby and penultimate member of the family, with the "Shared Permeation" Quirk, also in Mirio's arms with turquoise clothes 💚

☀️ Mirio Togata "Lemillion", the current No. 1 hero of MHA, with his "Permeation" Quirk, Majo's husband and father of the Togata children, with his hero outfit 🦸‍♂️💛

Below, next to Mirio, wearing orange clothes is 🌞 Mitsuo Togata, Mirio and Majo's firstborn, 9 years old, who inherited Mirio's Quirk, "Permeation" 🧡

On the right, hugging her father, is 💫 Himari Togata, 5 years old, with the "Ground Permeation" Quirk and second child of Mirio and Majo, wearing purple clothes 💜

The dedication is from Majo, and I used a translator:

"🌟 Happy birthday, Mirio-kun! 🎂🎉🎁

Your smile is my greatest treasure 🐰💖

Please let me be by your side forever 🌸✨"

I apologize if it's misspelled 🥹🙏

Congratulations to Mirio Togata, one of the great suns of MHA!!! ☀️🦸‍♂️✨

[queenendless]

My Hallow Fairy✨️

A/n: Short piece. Sorry if it seems like it wasn't done with enough effort. But I genuinely wanted to get something out for this week cause next week is the last time. Cause Halloween is gonna be big. If ya know, ya know. But I at least am glad I got something of Winx on here.

Adult!Bloom x Adult!Fem!Reader.

Short AU piece. Hurt/comfort, romance, fuff, and implied suggestive stuff. Just pure self indulgence cause she's my favorite fairy. I prefer the 4kids dub. Especially for Bloom's VA; perfection. So there.

"He's the biggest fool of them all to not appreciate the energetic, sweet, creative, beautiful angel that you are —!"

The moment those words left your lips, your confession became ingrained into the mind of the princess of Domino before she flung herself into your arms, smiling smittenly as she kissed you into a blushing humming mess.

The time spent being there by her side to help her cope through the messy breakup with that blond dunce of a royal ex were filled with tears, tissues, and tugs of the heartstrings. Never date a guy that lies about being engaged to another yet still taking you out amiss it. Besides spending time with the rest of the Winx Club, you used the time together to do anything and everything to help Bloom get through it all.

And in the midst of all that, your harbored feelings for your childhood friend turned crush only grew in the time you reconnected and renewed your old relationship. And of course, that relationship blossomed into a most intimate kind.

Fast forward to the Halloween party you were hosting — cause let's be real throwing one for your favorite holiday in this scenario would happen —

"Well what do you think?"

Turning around, your red cheeked gaping expression of yours made the Winx Club giggle. For you're mesmerized. The two heart marks on her cheek. The pink and blue highlights in her pigtailed hair. The gothic fairy before you brought you to awareness from those twinkling blue eyes.

"Beguiling."

"Careful~ I might just put a spell on you~" That coy grin of hers just made you want to smooch it away. And you did.

"You already have~ For a long time now~"

Hugging her waist, you and your special HalloWinx held hands and spun in glittery bliss, lost in each other’s gazes.

The floating lite jack o lanterns mingling with the girls pixies invisible to regulars eyes aside from the Winx and you.

The costumed dancing pairs twirling about the skeletons and knights lining the walls to the beat of the spooky themed, booming music.

The spooky castle setting for a lively party is a match made in chaotic fun.

The girls danced amongst themselves, with other costumed kindred souls, and even dragging you two into their chaos.

Watching these Hallowinx doing the Pumpkin Boogie as the multicolored strobe lights made them pop out more than ever amongst your partying attendees.

Combine that rushing heated sensation with some fizzy drinks and you two can't keep your hands off each other.

The late night came rushing in like a white hot wave as you two dove into an unoccupied room, lost in kisses and sighs. Brushing those red locks off her bare shoulder, your fingers caressing her velvety smooth skin, stripping off her form fitting costume in a steamy rushed manner. And she gave you the same treatment; just as impatient and tempted.

Your lovestruck gazes stayed on each other the whole time. Letting the full moon gaze upon your pairing as you were lost in endearing pleasure. To worship and cherish your fiery angel.

The party ran on for the whole night, ending in the drawls of the sunrise. The castle would be filled with stragglers waking up from the highs of partying.

For you? It was the start of the new month. And the start of a breathtaking morning as you woke up in each other's arms. Nuzzling her giggling face as you breathed in her cozy scent.

"Never let go." Bloom whispered.

"I won't. Not you, love. Never." Your heated promised sealed in with a kiss.

[berrygameplay]

Berry Gameplay’s 2024 Advent Calendar

Day 1

Infant Hair Dump by @crvptydgaming

To start off the 2024 advent calendar I have 98 Infant Hairs recoloured for you! I’ve noted a sad lack of recoloured hairs for our bebes, so I decided to drop a mass amount!

Add-on colours.

All in @berrygameplay Candy Shoppe Collection

Previews, Mesh Links & DL below the cut

See all BGD Advent Posts Here!

Meshes:

GOAmazons [TSR] - Aju | Aya | Bean | Bobbie | Bobo | Cupcake | Darling | Dear | Dori | Gift | Honey | Kavun | Kvitka | Lovey | Polly | Pumpkin | Radiant | Rocio | Spooky | Sunshine | Sweetie | Twinkle

Simsulani - Adriana | Millie

MusiLizzie - Daichi & Sakusa | Ambrose V1 & V2, Petra & Raven V1 & V2

OverTheMoon - Luna

JellyPaws - Boo

JohnnySims - Enrique No Strands | Maurice No Strands

KiaraZurk - EP13ShortCurl | Alyssa | Bangs High Ponytail | Bob Straight Bangs | Bumbling | Buns Dreads | Camila Curls | Cropped Curly | Curly Untamed | Delirious | Dylan | EP09CurlyShort | EP16FringeConversion | Felicity | Innovation Curls | Jordana | Jordana Bangs | Judi | Karly Curls | Katy Ponytails | Liam | Lindsey | Lovely Curls | Luke | Marina | Martin | Medium Curly | Med Wavy Bandana | Mia | Mimi Pigtails | Paloma | Pixie | Riley | Robert | Romano | Serena | Sharon | Short Bob Braid | Tight Curls | Yuki

Maytaiii - Anouk & Luka

Peachibunnii - Luna | Maxie | Nixie

Ravensim - Ada | Alana | Calli | June Smaller | LuLu | Macy | Melli | Poppy | Rita | Storm | Tanika | Tierra | Wood Elf | Hair Strands

SimWithShan - Destiny | Maya | Curls | Light Wispy

TPLP - Bow Hair For Infants

Download

(pick and choose)

[hibiscusbabyboy]

How to Be a 1960s Coquette

DISCLAIMER: This is based on my own observation. Feel free to follow the guideline or not. Do what makes you comfortable

Fashion:

♡ Ribbons on your hair! Whether they are big or small, they're all equally important

♡ Colours galore!

♡ Do NOT be afraid to experiment with patterns. Paisley, daisies - YOU NAME IT!!

♡ Tights, Tights, Tights!

♡ Mini skirts are essential

♡ Dresses with narrow/boxy silhouettes that are above your knees/knee length - NEVER GO BELOW unless it's a prom gown

♡ Early 60s style: Circle skirts and dresses are a-okay except they're slightly shorter than their 50s counterparts

♡ GINGHAM GALORE!

♡ Peter Pan collar is calling YOU

♡ Shoes must be low heeled or flat

♡ Hats and Headbands - your choice! Whether they are simple headband or a beret, whatever suits your mood

♡ Oh yeah, HEAD SCARVES!!

♡ Driving gloves for your pleasure

♡ Funky shaped, big Sunglasses ESPECIALLY ROUND AND THE HEART SHAPED ONES FROM "Lolita" (1962)

♡ Big, Bold earrings

♡ These boots are made for walkin'

♡ Remember - BE BOLD AND NEVER BE AFRAID TO EXPERIMENT!

Hairstyles:

♡ Generally, the hairstyles can either be relaxed or bumped up to create a nice, half-circle round shape on top of your crown

♡ Hair can be either very long and silky to pixie cut like Twiggy's

♡ BANGS! You need them

♡ If you have bob hair, you can brush them inward towards your jawline. If you have a neck/shoulder length hair, you can do a bubble flip

♡ Feel free to use wigs, wiglets, and hair extensions

♡ Bouffants and Beehives for the Gods

♡ If you have a long hair, do a braided ponytail

♡ Pigtails are all the rage!

♡ Again, DON'T BE AFRAID TO EXPERIMENT!

Makeup:

♡ Have fun with it! You can do a flower-patterned face paint or all over your limbs!

♡ Twiggy's eye look

♡ Big doe eyes or Sharp cat eyes

♡ Lashes on top and bottom + mascara!

♡ Nude or soft pink coloured lipstick

♡ Soft, peachy flush

♡ Early 60s: Go for the Barbie look with the soft wing and blue eyeshadows

Style References:

♡ Twiggy

♡ Jean Shrimpton

♡ Pattie Boyd

♡ Colleen Corby

♡ Molly Corby

♡ Chrissie Shrimpton

♡ Samantha Juste

♡ Brigitte Bardot

♡ Anna Karina

♡ EVERY SINGLE YÉ-YÉ GIRLS

♡ Jane Birkin

♡ Lesley Gore

♡ The Ronettes

♡ Lola Falana

♡ The Supremes

♡ Glenna Forster-Jones

♡ Nancy Kwan

♡ Mary Weiss

♡ Priscilla Presley

♡ Patty Duke

♡ Annette Funicello

♡ Marianne Faithfull

♡ Jean Seberg

♡ Peggy Moffitt

♡ Sue Lyon

♡ Uschi Obermaier

♡ Marlo Thomas

♡ Edie Sedgwick

♡ Sally Field

♡ Sharon Tate

♡ Britt Ekland

♡ Pamela des Barres

♡ Genevieve Waite

♡ Ewa Aulin

♡ Goldie Hawn

♡ Mia Farrow

♡ Any girls in "Valley of the Dolls" (1967) and "The Touchables" (1968)

♡ Any girl groups from that era

Youtubers specializing in this particular style:

♡ Jackie Wyers

♡ @dandelionapril

♡ The MILK club

♡ Devyn Crimson

♡ Connie Mclean

♡ Laura Jane Atelier

♡ Loepsie

♡ Emma Rosa Katharina

♡ WanderlustVintage

♡ BONUS:

Coquette Counterparts:

♡ Dark Coquette

♡ Dolly Coquette

[whynotshaveme]

hey can you check my page and tell what would you like to do with my hair?

[shotmrmiller]

cbf!johnny really never stopped pulling pigtails once he discovered this whole thing huh

no.

hair pulling is his schtick. esp cuz you get mad. doesn't matter if you've got a pixie. he's grabbing a handful and tugging

rip cbf!johnny who died with an erection.

[qhelpq]

Horror game protagonist guide

Hair

What's so unique and good with this aesthetic is that any hair or hairstyle works. Got bangs - great! Don't have bangs - also great! It's so versatile, anything works.

Length

Although versatile, short hair is the most popular hair length. Most characters are seen having these haircuts - ranging from short bobs to slightly longer, past the chin but not quite toughing the shoulder yet, hair. Short hair gives you a youthful, maybe a little tomboyish and a kind of school girl look. It's also most practical.

Shoulder length and medium hair is basic, cute and feminine. Paired up with bangs, layers or hair accessories makes it simple but cute. It's pretty self explanatory, so let's move on.

The least seen hair length is long hair. It might not be represented as much but it works just as well as the others. Long hair is ultra feminine, working well with the other aspects of this aesthetic. It's least practical, especially when let lose, but what is practical about this aesthetic anyway. Your just here to look cute and survive while doing it.

This being just a general and basic rundown let's talk about other, more unique hairstyles or one's I didn't mention. Going back to short hair - pixie cuts or buzz cuts, though not seen in media, work just as well. They give a nice contrast to the clothes and feminine touches and paired up with cute hair accessories or headbands, distribute the femininity throughout. Hairstyles like braids or locs are super cute and can be accessorized too.

To sum this up - any hairstyle or haircut works as long as you feel good and confident enough to survive.

Color

As I mentioned above, this aesthetic works with almost anything. With hair colors it's a little more restricted. Natural hair colors work best, keeping the neutral color palate.

All three - black, brown and blonde hair can be seen in media, all represented with different shades of each color. So if your one of those basic people like me who's to scared to damage and customize their hair - your in luck!

To the people with red hair or colored/dyed I have bad news. Well ok it's not that bad, really. This aesthetic is very moody and sad, dark, so that pop of color you put in your hair kind of needs to go. Jk. Brighter hair is super cute and will add a nice twist to the otherwise boring and plain colors.

Hairstyles

Styling is pretty simple. Most of the time the hair isn't put up, maybe even a little messy to really indicate that distress. But if you have to, then some ideas would be either low ponytails, braids or pigtails. Most preferably all hairstyles should be low on the head, as it gives more calm, patient, introverted vibes instead of the sporty, extroverted and loud energy that hairstyles like high ponytails give off. You should keep in mind the hairstyles should not draw unnecessary attention as you are trying to be discrete and quiet while making your way to safety. If you want more hairstyle ideas, look up 00s hairstyles, as this aesthetic is inspired by that time.

Being finally finished with the hair, next overview will be about clothes and might be even longer than this one... If there is anything I forgot to add or you spot any grammar/spelling mistakes be sure to let me know.

[liquid-luck-00]

Marks of Magic

Day 1 Moon

Maribat Spooktober 2023

Next

I don’t know if this is going to be a stand alone or a short part story or if it will be the whole month.

Let’s see where it takes us.

I’m restarting my permanent taglist since I’ve been inactive for so long. Sorry!!!

Language and cursing is used

1500 words

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Three years.

THREE YEARS!!

she has dealt with this stupid Moth's reign of emotional terror. And she is done.

She is done with Chat's dumb jokes and worse, his unwanted advances. she is done with having no one she can trust. she tried giving second chances to Alya, Nino, and even Chloe. But each time she did they broke her trust again and again. She stopped calling on other holders.

She is done with fighting this war alone. She reached out to the Justice League but they laughed in her face. So she stopped asking for help.

The Akumas would target the non-holders group of heroes so often and defeat them or worse until the cure would be cast. that they either left the city or gave up.

she is done being alone and fighting this uphill battle alone.

She doesn't know when the change happened but it did. Her suit darkened and changed, to a point where most was a pitch black. Accents of red and black spots littered the suit, but it darkened.

She couldn’t stand it anymore, her hero life is suffering because she had no one to turn to. That leaked into her personal life as well, she couldn’t trust her friends, so as the guardian, she wiped their memories of ever being a holder, and in Alya’s case the fact she is Ladybug. On top of that Lila held on to her threat, and it came to pass, the class turned on her, as they iced her out of their lives she did the same. She focused herself into her brand and grew her client list.

•••

"Seriously Gurl!" she heard Alya starting to stomp up the steps towards her. Marinette didn't look up from the tablet she was currently reviewing before class started.

"You could at least look at me!" Her hands slammed down on the desk infront of her.

"Alya." She responded, making a note on the document. "What can I do for you?"

"Cut the Snark, Marinette, we all know what you did."

"Oh really." A smirk played on her lips. she looked up at her ex-friend. "Do tell, what did I do?"

"Lila can't even stand being in class since your here."

"And.."

"You really are a bully, Mari, how can you not even show remorse for what you did."

"Your right, I don't." Marinette stood up. "Granted you haven't told me what I did yet." she crossed her arms, watching the other girl get madder at her 'attitude'.

Alya was about to respond when in walked Lila, but with one big difference. Gone was her long hair and stupid sausage pigtails that framed her face. Now it was cut short, a Pixie cut that now showed off her high cheekbones and her eyes, that were Puffy and rimmed in red from what she assumes were tears. The girl looked at her quickly before averting her gaze and dove into her seat. Mari didn't say anything. It was shocking to see her this way, so much she almost dropped her defensive posture. Luckily she didn't say anything as Mdm. Bustier walked in to start the class.

Mari quickly sat down as Alya flew down the steps to console the Italian.

The class period seemed to stretch out longer than normal, but that only caused her mind to race more with every tick of the clock.

All to soon Mdm. Bustier clapped her hands, pulling her from her stupor. "I would like to congratulate Marinette for being our lucky winner to spend the next semester at our sister school, Gotham Academy."

Every one turned towards her, if she looked closely their smiles were forced, almost sneers.

She never applied for it.

Her eyes travelled to her ex-friend, Alya who looked triumphant.

But jokes on them. She was glad. Glad she wouldn't have to deal with them for almost six months now.

So she smiled.

Not one of her strained smiles that had become so common place, but a true genuine smile.

The rest of her day went by in almost a blur. Teachers and other classmates would congratulate her but it didn't register fully. A plan forming in her mind.

•••

She was glad that there was no akuma today. As soon as school let out she got to work.

Through the photos she took of the grimore she learned, during dire situations, the butterfly could embue its own holder as a champion. Gabriel Agreste, then came back into the forefront of her suspects.

She didn't suspect to act on it, but while outside she saw him. Gabriel moved to a subterranian green house, where she then saw a kwamii.

She didn't think and acted on pure instinct.

she dove through the window, Agreate turned and before he could say anything she charged at him.

The yoyo in her hands extended into a weighted bo staff. Agreste getting over his shock called on his transformation. The two of them danced circles around the other as their weapons clashed in the underground room.

"How?!?!" she heard him snarl at her, but she didn't answer.

She was tired of this bull shit.

Tired that this peice of crap of a man made her life a living hell for three years.

Until ...

A flash of light enveloped the room. There Gabriel Agreste knelt on a knee, his hands balled into fists as he glared up at her. The butterfly Miraculous clutched in her hand.

A spark eminated and from it out came the kwamii of transmission, Nooroo.

"Ladybug... I..." The kwamii tried and failed to speak.

"Please go and retrieve the Peacock and the Grimore." She said never taking her eyes off of Agreste.

When he returned she placed both Miraculi in her yo-yo and finally spoke again. "Why?"

"I don't need to explain myself to you." He practicaly spat.

"No you don't, but I want to know the reason before I deal out a verdict." she hummed.

"And why would you be doing something like that, Ladybug." He tried to stand but fell back, too tired or too hurt, she doesn't know. She lowered down to meet his eyes, but didn't say a word.

In that moment he was so defeated, he finally collapsed to the ground barely able to lift his head to speak. "No use telling you now. You’ve already won."

He attention pulled towards the large window, seeing the full moon overhead illuminating their conversation.

"I guess that’s true. But why wouldn't I want to know why. Why I fucking fought for three years against you for so long. I need to know why." She stared up at the moon not sparing the man a glance.

"For her." There was a silence but she didn’t look at him, not yet. "All she wanted was a child, but in order for him to grow, she had to..." He didn't finish his thought.

She looked back at Agreste, she took in his battered spirit and body before standing again. She looked around the room until her eyes landed on it, a cyro chamber with who she assumes is Emily Agreste. "No matter what, there’s always a price for a wish. to bring her back something else must be taken from you."

"Please. Please just do what you have to."

"No. You have to live with the fact that your decisions ensured she would never wake up. That she was wrong to place her faith and love in you." She pulled out her Yoyo and flew out of the room, back home. The moon's light guideing her.

She fell onto her bed dropping her transformation as she thumbed through the grimoire until it landed on a page of spells.

She doesn’t know if it’ll work or not, but it’s worth a shot.

"As the guardian of the miracle box I, Ladybug, call upon the powers of the Kwamii held in my protection."

She closed her eyes and continued to recite the word she’s read over and over for the past few months.

"For my conviction is absolute and I release the Kwamii from their jewels, never to be used again by mortal beings."

Several voices were heard in front of her now, all the Kwamii she’s met floated in front of her in between her self and the moon. She doesn’t know how but even Plagg was among the others.

"Is this truly your wish guardian?" Was spoken by both Tikki and Plagg.

"Yes." That’s single word rang resolute within the empty room.

One by one each kwamii approached her, said a goodbye and thanks before disappearing.

Plagg came towards her and was the first to place his miraculous in her hand.

"Your one hell of a kid, Pigtails. Be unappoligetic. If you ever need to." He held up a paw. "Just give me a shout."

"Plagg!" Tikki exclaimed.

"I said what I said." He cackled before dissapearing.

She heard Tikki sigh before hugging her cheek. "You've grown so much, my little bug. "She pressed a flipper to her earring." Plagg's right though. If you ever need to. Call upon our power and we will lend it to you."

"Thank you Tikki." she felt tears beginnig to sting her eyes. Tikki dissapeared. "Thank you. All of you."

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