#AND THE MATCHING TWINTAILS...

[ministarfruit]

day 23: rats! foiled again! ♡

(prompt list for femslashfeb)

[puppyeared]

Ma’am

[dilf-in-peril]

The problem with dog collar matches.

[themortaldraw]

decided to redo twintail wild, since i wasn’t really happy with the first one and finally figured out this half watercolor style i’m going for

original, four, time

[deus-ex-mona]

i think these two should kiss

[aparticularbandit]

oh also you can totally take out nendoroid junko's twintails which like.

i may play around with that eventually.

[communist-hatsunemiku]

Like i want to love this design so much but it just looks like She has Meiko's haircut with these ethereal musical notes shooting out of her head. I do see they went with a mostly white tint on her hair here, but idk, I think the twintails could have matched the hair at the top and then transitioned into the translucent scheme

[aliceinborderlandsquidgame]

AIB Boys with a S/O who has twintail hairstyle

NSFW moments| FEM!READER | Soft moments | Banda being mean | MDNI | +18 | Grammar mistakes |

♤ Chishiya

Thinks its the hairstyle a young teen would use or even a child. Will joke about it with you. Dies to get a chance to make your hair tho, but he ends ruining it. Knows you hate when someone splashes water on it....so he ends doing it. Will apologies later.

♤ Arisu

He thinks you rock the style and loves it. Finds it cute but also a bit savage since you combine it with diferent types of clothes and colors. Will ask you to make your hair (he saw lots of tutorials first).

♤ Banda Sunato /+18/NSFW/

Loves it for the KINK. He is a bastard, much like Chishiya believes its the style a child should use. Wont ask you to make your hair, in fact he treats you that he will cut it if you dont behave.

As for the kink, loves to pull from them when you are giving him oral. The only moment he can say he loves them.

♤ Tatta

Thinks they are so cute !! Wants to learn to make them but fails so he ends buying you different products to take care of your hair. He also gets you accesories.

♤ Karube

Kind of does not care a lot. He follows your vibe, if you like it then he likes it too. Will give a nasty look to anyone who makes a mean comment about it.

♤ Aguni Sugesstive/+18/

Almost collapses when he sees you for the first time. Had no idea he has a hair kink till he sees you. Has too excuse himself. Once he is composed will go to you and try to give you a few compliments.

♤ Kuzuryu Age Gap Relationship

Rolls his eyes because if people did already sent nasty looks his way when he was out with you then now with that hairstyle he does not know how he is going to survive. But hell, you are his queen so he will endure it.

♤ Niragi

Asks you to please wear dark/goth clothes so you two can match outside. He likes them, will pull then in a joke way and end angry (not really) because you take too much time in the morning to style it.

[brujc]

had an urge to draw mitsuba

Matching~ I love twintails

[diodellet]

👀woe, yuusona upon ye👐

Meet Lou Tang, the Ramshackle Prefect, Beast Tamer of Night Raven College, the Magicless Student from Another World, et cetera, et cetera. (yes, tagalog speakers i see you but her choice of name will be explained waaay under the cut) credits to this picrew

Appearance:

Lou has two ways of wearing the uniform: a) on days where she feels like putting effort into her appearance, she'll wear a tie and the vest, but on low-energy days b) she'll only throw on the blazer. She also prefers to keep the polo’s sleeves folded up to her elbows. (She tried wearing gloves for her first day on campus, but ended up hating it. If she gets points docked for not wearing the complete uniform, then so be it😤)

She has long, wavy dark brown hair, usually tied into twintails. The height of her twintails tends to be dictated by how much energy she starts her day. Which is kind of ironic, considering Lou has a sensitive scalp and gets prone to tension headaches when wearing high twintails.

Lou has dark brown eyes, no light in them (dead as a tuna, sorta like Naho Saenoki from Corpse Party), but the rest of her face is expressive enough that it tends to go unnoticed (unless the other party is really emotionally-observant.)

Body-wise, Lou is already pretty skinny, but she also has long limbs++fingers. Which leads to people thinking that she needs to be given extra food (unless it can be stored as leftovers, don't. Girlie is not someone you bring to a buffet unless you enjoy losing money). She also has bad posture, which adds to her homely vibes (but that's if you put her in a chair or in front of a computer, so yes, she is shrimpy🤧)

Expressions-wise, Lou falls into the category of having subtitles on her face. It's so easy to read what she's feeling. (Yes, that also means she turns red very easily as someone who gets flustered 1000% of the time. She could be Riddle's cousin or sumn) It partly has to do with her being a theater kid, and more of [Redacted for spoilers]

General Personality:

People-pleaser. Tends to match the energy of whoever she's conversing and let them lead the conversation. (Which can come across as being a brown noser, especially if that person has a higher position over her like as an elder or authority figure)<-SEAsian culture of respect tingz😔✊

But under that facade, she's a nerd at heart. Things like: superstitions, cats, video games, musicals. It takes someone being a friend* for her to actively talk about her interests.

Non-confrontational. (Very much to her detriment) Another SEAsian-ism tying into her people-pleaser tendencies. Though, in her mind, things always go smoother when people aren’t at each other’s throats. This is also kind of why she also tends to gravitate more towards the calm and diplomatic people of the NRC cast. (Wow these vice housewardens are so nice <- girlie's thoughts 0.5 seconds before realizing izza prank)

*Because she puts on a "friendly" front around 98% of people she meets, she seems like an extravert (a consequence of her own making). She is the complete opposite and always needs to crash at some point to recharge. [This is only one of her many facades, she has very few people that she considers true friends.]

*Unless you're friends with her or just in her vicinity when she thinks she's alone, she says a lot of snarky and out-of-pocket shit. 

Being a theater kid™, she tends to make semi-accurate snap judgments towards people and creates a sort of script to follow when interacting with them. Of course, this comes across as her being two-faced, but again, this is for that yummy juicy smooth interpersonal relationships climate she desperately wants to have in her social life. Especially considering her family [redacted for irrelevance].

Which leads to another thing about her: Lou has little trust in people. Especially in a place like NRC which dredges up a lot of unsavory memories of when she was younger. In her mind, acting like a clown means she's "earning being laughed at on her own terms."

Misc. Information:

Class 1-A. Lou would actually take Ace’s seat as student no. 25. Pretty convenient that all three of them are in the same row, and in the back of the class. Not convenient that they all got branded with a troublemaker reputation because of the chandelier incident.

Left-handed, but doesn’t bring it up. If she can adjust with using her right, then everything’s good. (Someone please tell her to speak up, she needs to be brave for once🤧)

Initially signed up for a performing arts club (either theater or choir), but chickened out of auditions. She’s a big appreciator of the arts, but has intense performance anxiety. So, she’s with Grim doing whatever they do in the Gourmet Club. At some point in the story, she thinks if she should’ve tried joining the Film Studies Club… (if only she didn’t get so intimidated by Vil Schoenheit)

Her best class is Arts. Maybe Musicology too, but that’s because she can find the energy to work really hard at it in spite of her lack of innate talent.

Her worst class might be Enigmics or Potionology/Alchemy (Math and pseudo-cooking, her biggest weaknesses).

Sorta bilingual, but to be honest, most of her Tagalog usage is just for curses and swearing. Or for being very emotionally-vulnerable, which has yet to happen.

Lou Tang is not her real name. It’s actually just the word ‘lutang’ (meaning ‘to float,’ but it connotes someone who’s absent-minded and ditzy, in a derogatory sense) but stretched into a sort of name. Like that one scene in Barbie and the Musketeers

[Upon her arrival to NRC, she clocked that Dire Crowley was not human and gave a fake name. Even if they presented themselves as a kind and gracious figure, you wouldn’t give your real name to someone of the Faefolk, right?]

tagging the peeps who enabled me: @viperwhispered @twstgo @crystallizsch

[fatherfigurefusion]

My personal design headcanons for the choir (but I don't use the 2016 cast as inspiration)...

(Bet you can't guess my favorite cast!)

Uniforms: (primary inspirations: McCarter Theatre, Chance Theatre, and Roxy's Downtown) dark blue and silver argyle sweater vests (with their school's insignia on the front) over white long-sleeved dress shirts and red ties/ribbons, grey pants for the boys, grey skirts for the girls

Ocean: (primary inspirations: Jackie Wilberton, Juliana Balzano, Addison Ward, slight inspiration from Nat Beaumont) 5 ft 4 in, long and wavy brown hair with a headband, has bangs, pale skin, a wide smile with a noticeable snaggletooth, wears a black blazer over her sweater vest and a sparkly red bowtie instead of a ribbon, black tights, and brown loafers.

Noel: (primary inspirations: Erwin Guerrero, Benjamin Michael Hall, slight inspiration from Ricky Johnson, Miclo Gonzalez, and Andres Lagang) 5 ft 11 in, Mexican, long and straight black hair that is often in either a bun or a low ponytail, chubby build, tanned skin, nails painted red, lets his hair loose and switches to a black dress, red feather boa, ripped lace leggings and arm warmers, and black heels, when playing Monique.

Mischa: (primary inspirations: Wyman Wheeler, Eli Mayer, Brad Hutchinson, slight inspiration from Jared Machado) 5 ft 9 in, curly dirty blonde hair in a faux-hawk, has stubble all over his chin and is attempting to grow a soul patch, slightly pudgy and stout build with "tattoos" scribbled all over his skin, pale skin with noticeable eyebags, wears a blue hoodie over his dress shirt instead of a sweater vest, stuffs his tie in his pants pocket, has rings on his fingers and a golden heart necklace that holds a picture of Talia in it.

Ricky: (primary inspirations: Ciara Kenny, Yannick-Robin Eike Mirko, Bennet Preuss, slight inspiration from Josh Otero and Link Hagerty) 5 ft 3 in, half-Puerto Rican, wears a backwards cap and glasses, shoulder-length curly dark brown hair, slightly-tanned skin, perpetual cat smile, wears black fingerless gloves that help with their joint issues, short and skinny build, is often seen with either forearm crutches or in a wheel chair, switches to a galaxy printed bodysuit with a purple and silver jacket and a matching star-studded and fur-lined cape over it, grey boots with cat paw prints on the bottom, clear purple glasses and white cat ears on their head, when performing "Space Age Bachelor Man"

Jane Doe: (primary inspirations: Em Flosi, Mary Jane Oken, Scout Graham, slight inspiration from Bryn Studer, Sara Dukes, and Janelle Catherina) 6 ft, primarily based on a Raggedy Ann doll, is tall and gangly, flops around like a ragdoll when she moves, has slightly charred red hair that falls over her eyes in uneven twintails, a stitched-up smile and cracks all over her face, wears an oversized white sweater that's charred and torn-up over her equally charred and torn-up school uniform, has mismatched black and white socks, and one missing shoe.

Constance: (primary inspirations: Tiffany Polite, Zoë Lewis-McLean, slight inspiration from Sereniti Patterson and Melissa Goldman) 5 ft 3 in, African-American (is part First Nations), has long curly black hair with two afro puffs on the top, the left puff is dyed pink while the right is dyed blue, the bottom of her hair is dyed purple, chubby build, wears a dark blue cardigan with a rainbow design instead of a sweater vest, wears short white socks and blue Converses on her feet.

[livingddeadgirlrl]

challengers smut cuz duhhh… who would i be if i didn’t write about it.

i didn’t rly proof read. it’s 5 am. but enjoy!!

cw: breeding, mating press, threesome, oral… yeah

wc: 1.9k LMFAOOO

lmk if u want a part 2, left it open ended :P

something about you was different. i mean, who would’ve thought that the scary lookin’ girl was an insane tennis player. sure you had a bit of a temper when it came to the court, but you played damn well. you could always spare a few profane penalty points. you were always great at intimidating your opponent. your looks alone–sleek black hair, tied into twintails. a tattoo on the back of your hand, and others scattered around your body, begging to be found. those dark eyes filled with rage and mystery. there was something different about you.

it was the last set of your match against some painfully racist white bitch from arizona state, and you were obviously in the lead. it was her serve. she swung once, hitting the ball into the net forcefully, resulting in a low chuckle from you on the opposing side of the court. you weren’t scared. she served once more, finally actually making it across the net, and hitting an underhand to try to throw you off. you smacked a backhand aggressively, slamming the ball into her service box with a loud echo. that was the end of the match. “COME ON!!! that’s too easy!!” you laughed out, almost sinisterly. everyone cheered for you. you were that mysterious player from the bay that had just entered the tournament, blowing your way up and through the ranks. all of the guys were in love with you. you were powerful on the court, and off of it. shaking your opponent's hand over the net, you congratulated her sarcastically, a scowl painted on her face. ‘what a sore loser, and a racist,’ you thought to yourself.

—

now you found yourself at the party of champions. a room filled with the male and female winners of the tournament. you stood in the corner, swirling your drink in hand, gazing into the liquid. none of the other female champions wanted to converse with you. honestly, they were intimidated. although you had just joined, your reputation preceded all of the circulating rumors. downing the rest of your drink, you straightened out your dress, a black strapless one bordered with black lace. your hair was loosely curled and draped over one side of your shoulder, revealing your delicate collarbones. you made your way to the drink table, set on pouring yourself another. if no one wanted to talk to you, at least you were getting free alcohol. your hand hesitated over which to choose, finally landing on the vodka.

“i know that hand tattoo when i see it. you’re f/n l/n, right?” a soft yet daring voice stated from behind you. finishing your pour, you turned around, faced with two of the cutest little twinks. god how you just loved men. to the right stood the one with curly brown hair, sparkling eyes, and a sharp nose. the left, a cute little blonde, blue eyes, and a defined face. they both towered over you, shockingly.

“hm.. i know you.. ‘fire and ice,’ right?”

they both let out a soft chuckle at the title. “yeah, guess that’s us. you know us?” the blonde countered.

“mhm, you guys are the successful pair, course i do. congrats on winning, patrick and art..,” you sipped your drink, leaving a soft red stain from your lips on the glass.

“hey well, you too. we just wanted to say, we love watching you play. i mean, it’s not even tennis anymore. you’re playing a whole different game out there,” the brunette joined in.

you let out a soft hum of approval. they recognized you. you looked up from your cup with a soft smirk, your gaze bouncing between the two of them. they certainly were intriguing, on and off the court. seemed a little gay, too.

—

few more drinks in your system, and you were now on the bed of their hotel room, bated breath as they sat on opposing sides of you. whatever you had gotten yourself into, you were definitely in for a time. each had a hand up your dress and on your thigh, rubbing soft circles into your hips. you turned your head to face patrick, eyes fixated on his lips as you let them hover over his own for a bit to tease him. then, you turn to face art, not kissing patrick juuust yet. you press your lips to art’s, sucking on his bottom lip softly, causing him to let out a soft whine. it was so cute. patrick’s calloused fingers trailed up your torso and to your breast, pulling down the top of your dress slowly. he immediately cupped your soft and full breasts in his hands, inching his mouth closer to the skin, his breath slightly tickling your pebbled nipple. he latched onto it with his hot mouth, swirling your sensitive bud around with his tongue in a circular motion, making you moan softly into art’s mouth. you pull away from the heated kiss, a small string of saliva stretching from your connected lips. with an already hazy expression, you look down at their laps. god, they both had big dicks, both forming a substantial tent in their boxers, decorated with damp patches of precum. art’s fingers carefully unzipped the back of your dress, helping you pull it over your head as you lifted your arms. you lean on your side into patrick’s lap, helping him shift his boxers down his waist, allowing his hardened cock to spring out and almost smack you in the mouth. as you took his length in your delicate hand, art shifted his positioning to rest on his knees at the foot of the bed. with careful fingers, he hooked them under the black lace of your panties, shifting them to the side to reveal you in all of your holiness. your sweet, pink and puffy folds, already glistening with your slick. patrick’s hands laced through your silky hair, holding it back for you as you took his fat tip into your warm mouth. he leaned backwards on the bed, propping himself up on his elbow as he watched you, and the scene unfolding before him. you swirl your tongue around the swollen head of his cock, giving a few kitten licks. after being trapped in a mesmerizing trance, art finally dove practically head first into your dripping pussy, lips latching onto your sensitive clit, making you whimper softly with patrick’s length in your mouth. art traced his index and middle finger around your slit, teasing it softly as his tongue circled your puffy clit relentlessly, making you cry out softly as you gasped for air on patrick’s dick.

“go easy, art… can’t have her finishing just yet…” he groaned out in a husky tone, pulling you up gently off of his length by your hair. art chuckled lowly, crawling back up onto the bed beside you. he laid back, his back pressed against the headboard as he pulled you by your hips to sit on top of his lap. he pumped his cock a few times, positioning it against your slit as you look down at him with a half-lidded gaze. patrick rested on his knees right behind you, grasping onto your hips and slowly pressing you down, forcing you to take in art’s cock inch by inch.. oh so slowly. he pressed hot kisses to the crook of your neck, trailing down to your shoulder as art thrusted into you, the sound of skin slapping filling the room. fuck it felt so good. patrick’s hands cupped your tits again, massaging them roughly as they bounced up and down with the force of art’s plunges into your squelching cunt.

“fuck’she’s so tight… feels so good..” art muttered out, watching patrick grope your tits with his large hands.

“think i can fuck ya better, princess..?” patrick whispers, his breath tickling the shell of your ear. you let out a soft and incoherent mumble, unable to properly speak as art’s tip threatened that spongy spot of your pussy that made your head go blank with each growing thrust. art’s eyes were glued to the two of you above him–your head thrown back into patrick’s shoulder, hair cascading down his arm as you gasped softly for air. patrick’s rough fingertips making their way down to massage your clit, adding more pressure to that growing knot in your stomach. you let out another soft whine, pressing your fingertips into art’s abdomen to try to stabilize yourself, even just for a moment. patrick’s fingers traced upward to your lower stomach, pressing the outline of art’s cock as it reached even further, causing you to writhe softly in his grip.

“guess pretty boy got a pretty big dick, huh…” patrick teases softly, resulting in a breathless scoff from art.

art had heard enough of patrick’s remarks. he stopped his thrusts, picked you up from under your ass, and pressed you into the sheets. he was now looming over you, and folding your legs above your head. it’s a good thing you were flexible.. patrick moved to sit just above your head by the headboard, holding your legs firmly in position by your knees with the back of your head rested on his lap. oh god you were in for it now. art pressed a soft kiss to your lips before tapping his leaking cock in between your soaked folds again, sinking into you with deep pressure and determination. he had to make sure he bottomed out.

“m’fuck….!!” you mustered out in a shaky voice, your body twitching once again.

art immediately picked up the pace, pulling his cock out almost all the way and plunging back into you, causing an awfully lewd squelching sound to emit from your dripping cunt. you let out another soft cry, your head and eyes rolling back in patrick’s lap. patrick gently caressed the skin of your legs, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead as you looked up at him with fucked out eyes. art was letting out a soft mixture of moans and whines now, pounding into you at a brutal pace with extreme fervor. he couldn’t pick a place to look at. your bouncing tits that matched his pace, patrick’s seductive expression as he watched his dick disappear in your pussy, or your desperate face– tears threatening to spill out of the corners of your eyes, your mouth hanging open, back arched as soft cries escaped. it was all so much. he felt it now. he pumped into you at an insane pace, his hips stuttering as he shot hot and thick ropes of cum into you, reaching so deep. he slowed his pace, giving a few more languid thrusts as he slowly pulled out, watching his cum explicitly drip out of your sore pussy.. boy was it a sight! patrick let go of your legs slowly, putting them back down on the bed in their normal position as he caressed your jaw softly, letting you catch your breath for a moment.

“my turn~” he crooned softly into the shell of your ear, his smirk hitting your soft skin, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

[waterbottle2006]

as a big mimi fan, i think i have a right to draw her as much as i do

so, uh, mimi headcanons, right?

i honestly still dont have a headcanoned story for her because nintendo really presented us with the "one or the other" type beat.

i highkey feel like she would style her hair a lot though. the twintails being her fav for absolutely no reason. dont ask. thats just how she rolls. sometimes she styles it to match nastasia though.

[immaturityofthomasastruc]

I think the skin tight body suit obsession the show has comes from Spider-Man, however what makes Spider-Man work is how the thing is full body including face making it one of the most practical super suits, the pattern isn’t ugly or unoriginal like ladybugs, and Spider-Man suits matches well with he’s enemies (rhino, scorpion, Electro, doc Ock, vulture, green goblin, the wall, venom, etc) since all their costumes and clothes cover the entire body, and very simple in design and float around one Thematic (mostly animals)

Meanwhile ladybug is too simple and un detailed making it not fit with the other designs, for example look at stormy weather looking like a magic girl villain with so many little dumb but cool details, and then there’s ladybug lackluster design which doesn’t even work has a Spider-Man copycat by how simple and boring it is

Actually is said the 2D animation (which everyone seems to prefer about 3D) was thrown aside because ladybug’s suit was too hard to animate, and the worse part is how it actually looked good in 2D (and how it also has more anime girl things like a gold belt and longer twintails) the new suit is better but they’ve barely use it in all kinds of media, and we had to go more than 3 seasons with the awful old design we are still being hunted by

And seeing how miraculous seems to constantly seem ashamed or negating it’s super hero inspirations in all the ways but claiming themselves has super heroes (seriously sonic is more of a super hero than they are and he runs around naked with only gloves and shoes)

I think the problem more people have is the unnecessary focus on Ladybug's body when she moves around, despite still being in middle school.

Clearly, this is a show that empowers little girls across the world.

[xryuseiix]

And here's our little twintailed Himari with a slight redesign, I gave her and extra layer on her dress, remove removed the white criss-cross from her overlay, I also removed the bows from the hem and moved them. I added bows to the hearts on her shoes to match Laala's bow (and is kind of the logo of the series) her hair bows also have tiaras added to them.

I also made her cowlick more heart shaped.

[mooncaps]

Childhood Joy: Sailor Moon Edition

In the midst of re-examining my life, I've dug up a bunch of old photographs and I thought it might be fun to share some of these.

I forget the year, but judging by the wrapping paper I'll assume this was a Valentine's Day gift from my mom. And of course I loved to make goofy faces for the camera.

I think this was later that same day. The candy heart suggests that it probably was.

Not sure what occasion this was, but I was very pleased with these curtains.

This was one Christmas or another when I got Mercury and Jupiter.

Me with some fanart I drew. Try not to get jealous of my artistic talent.

Guess which bunk was mine, lol. (We did have matching bedspreads at one point.) I shared a couple of pictures of this ages ago on this blog.

I loved this comforter. It's one of the things my grandmother made disappear when I made the mistake of leaving it at her house. Nearly 30 years later and I'm still kinda salty about it.

This was my 9th Birthday. My mom made me a Sailor Moon cake.

And she drew this super cool picture.

I got a lunch box too.

A Lego fanwork next to a shampoo bottle. Presumably I had used the bottle as a reference to try and approximate her design with the Lego bricks. I think my mom helped me. I shared another image of Lego Moon a while back.

She was accompanied by Lego Mars. You can also see the lunchbox behind them and the curtains from earlier on the right.

Not sure when this was, but there's Venus. I know I had Mars and Princess Serenity too, along with various other toys and VHS tapes, but I haven't found any photos of when I received them.

And there's a season 2 poster I had on my wall.

These memories still make me smile. Sailor Moon was really important to little me. I'm sure I've talked before on this blog about some of the ways the show influenced me. I can also remember playing as Sailor Moon with my Crescent Moon Wand and Crystal Brooch. I think I remember accidentally leaving the Crystal Brooch outside one time and going out to find it the next morning after it had been rained on. I can remember brushing the hair of my dolls. For some reason I was determined to un-twintail Usagi's hair. I can remember doing several drawings of the characters.

I think I'd stay in the warmth of those memories forever if I could.