#so i just. freehanded a lot of ruffles

[crystalpallette]

*person who only draws ringo voice* i need to draw ringo more

[bellarkeselection]

Hello! Can you write something for tasm!Peter Parker who teaches a female reader how to skateboard? A lot of touches, hugs and falls from this thing, but Peter will definitely smooth out all the corners...

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Skateboarding Spider Tricks

"Peter I'm not sure about this. I mean what if I break a bone. My parents will freak out." I throw my arms up when we reached the old construction site that he said nobody cared if we were at. Mostly because people couldn't know the true identity of Spider-Man. Except for me his girlfriend of five years. He sits the skateboard on the ground taking my hands in his. I have to look up since he's a little taller but he gives me a cheeky smile. "Look you're not going to get hurt. I'm here and I can web you if you do." He tried to reassure me tucking some hair behind my ear. He helps me step up on his board with my dominant foot. I squeeze his hand balancing my other foot on the concrete. "So push off with this foot then place it on the board behind your right foot." He instructed tapping the back of my knee with his freehand whether I nodded my head mumbling an okay under my breath.

Taking a long drawn breath I pushed off with my left foot causing the board to start rolling down the road. Arms on either side of me I lifted my foot onto the board but apparently too close to the end. Because next thing that happens is the board flipping over and I fall on my knee scraping my elbow and left knee on the ground harshly. Peter runs over immediately dropping on his knees gently inspecting my injuries. He does his best to not touch the scarpes knowing it would hurt me more than it would him since he was fast healing now. "Ah I'm sorry. I should have been more specific Y/n. God I'm stupid-" Shoving my hands over his mouth I lowered them pressing my lips to his to get him to stop. He slowly kissed me back resting one hand to my cheek until I broke it ruffling his already messy hair grinning. "Peter stop worrying. I'm alright. I mean I'm no superhero but I'm okay. Let's go again."

"I've got an idea baby. Get in front of me and I'll put my arms around you." He said flipping the board back over like it's supposed to be. Dusting some dirt off my torn jeans with the wind blowing hair in my face. Raising a brow to my boyfriend's statement I normally didn't question him but with this I have no choice. "Won't that just make our chances of flipping higher Peter?" He runs his hand through his hair stepping on the board doing a backflip keeping the board stuck on his feet still. Rubbing my eyes a few times I probably won't get over that he has the powers of a spider now. I mean I love that he's a badass superhero but some of the stuff he can do blows my mind sometimes. Peter holds out an opened hand that I accept putting my back to his front. Our right foot on the board and the others on the ground. A few minutes later once I adjusted I feel his arms wrap around my waist pressing us up against each other. "Alright you ready. Just push off and trust me. I won't let you ever get hurt." He spoke in my ear kissing my cheek a few times making me lightly blush with a small giggle. He chuckled in response enjoying my reaction every single time.

Together Peter and I pushed off on our feet at the same time. The skateboard started rolling at a slow speed but when I got comfortable we increased the speed. We did a few turns until Peter started turning the board so we would fly up a ramp. I gasped clutching his arms around my waist in nervousness. "Peter!" We started up the ramp but I felt the board start to lift off the ground. Closing my eyes something gets shot and the board does a flip. Squinting one eye open I see Peter is holding a string of webbing he had shot from his Spider-Man suit underneath his clothes. That resulted in the board not flipping backwards so we made the turn landing on the solid ground perfectly fine. "A little warning next time, Peter would be nice. I thought we were gonna crack our skulls." Turning in his arms I rest my hands on his shoulders stepping off the skateboard. He gently squeezes me closer kissing my forehead smiling. "So would you want to take the fun way home?" I snorted at his question loving to fly from building to building. "Is there any other fun option, Spider-Man."

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[yoshkeii]

𝟽𝚖𝚒𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

Part One(?)

࿐ character: Sukuna Ryomen, Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru

࿐ genre: light-nsfw, just suggestive things

࿐ type: headcanons (hcs)

࿐ requested by: my simpy friend

⌦ just spicy midnight hcs

⌦ 7mih = 7 minutes in heaven

⌦  slight spoilers w/ geto’s.

A/N: pretty short n simple than my usual headcanons but i wanted to do more characters for this post- my friend is just feeding ya’ll. (maybe ooc geto? still getting hang of his personality.)

𝚂𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚗𝚊:

》 honestly has no idea how tf he ended up in the closet.. with you. Yuji’s most likely knocked for whatever reason in the meantime-

》 but finding the slight interest with you of tolerating him for a couple of months or so while hanging around w/ Yuji and the others.. he’d thought this would be a perfect opportunity to know your limits.

》 being the greedy fucker this man is... he will always have his hands wandering your body. tracing the outline before motioning inwards of your stomach, back, chest. absolutely anywhere. he’s so handsy.

》 his kisses are definitely passionate and rough, one hand softly gripping your face to keep your lips connected to his. after few long moments he loosened his grasp watching you pant heavily from the heated kiss, your dazed eyes accompanied with the delighted blush across your face. the submissive look made him just stare.

》 soon as you catch a steady breath, Sukuna’s nipping at your neck, chin, ears, again- anywhere his mouth can possibly reach while clearly hearing your pitched moans and mewls from your mouth. littering your once clean skin with bites, hickeys and bruises.

》 he’s at least left one bite that broke through your skin, making you flinch at the intense pain of his canines sinking deeper than intended. trying to grab something for closure you lift up your hands to his clothes, but Sukuna’s hand gripped over your wrist tightly before you could catch a grasp. feeling you slightly squirm before giving up, hearing the hitch in your voice and sudden twitch throughout your body as he dragged his tongue over the bite. licking up any excess blood. (very very sadistic man.)

》 before things get heated, the time was up. the embarrassment rushing into you as you stepped out of the locked closet, trying to cover up any of the seeable marks leftover. hearing Sukuna just laugh teasingly behind you.

》 ever since then Sukuna often has explicit thoughts of you- whenever he’s not in control (and in his own space.) he will never admit it even if Yuji has his sneaking suspicions.

𝙶𝚘𝚓𝚘:

》 as soon you both were in closet, the space was surely tight knowing how tall this man is. body practically pressed together with some space for movement, not a lot but just some for maybe arm movements.

》 he definitely knows what 7mih was and he knew what he would do with you. since you were one of the few colleagues he was close with, you and him had a quite smaller bond than he intended. Knowing he had to take care and supervise the 1st years he brought, and you being another sorcerer in the school... you probably had your own business. But despite the differences he would always use his time interacting with constant teases.

》  and that’s what he was doing now, but on a whole another level. you keeping your anxious gaze low and away, a sudden breath brushing your ear “we’re pretty packed up in here huh?” jumping lightly at the action only earned a soft laugh from the much taller male, his forearms pressed on both sides of your heads as he leaned over. “so tensed~ need help winding down?”

》 after the constant teases, you slowly feel a hand creeping up your shirt. then another on your back. all you could really do is just shift around in the little space Gojo provided you.

》 similar to Sukuna, he’s obviously handsy. it honestly matches well with his playfulness he has, his hands are allover you. usually finding their place on your stomach, back, waist and possibly thighs. he’s just curious on what your boundaries is... in the most teasing way of course.

》 his kisses are godly breathtaking. one hand softly lifting your head so your lips can meet his. he has his blindfold off beforehand, watching your cute expressions before motioning his hand to cup one side of your face. his freehand tangled on your hair from the back.

》 he would tug on your hair slightly receiving a muffled noise from your mouth, deepening the fucking kiss whenever he can.

》 as time comes to a close, it doesn’t escalate fast from just those kisses leaving you absolutely breathless.

》 but your ruffled clothes of an unbutton shirt and possibly pants- shows that both of you wasted no time. with the slight sight of marks on your shoulder under your shirt.

𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚘:

》 note, this isn’t shaman geto since it wouldn’t make sense-  i think.

》 probably ended up doing 7mih bc the other fucking curses and cursed users advised for fun- he surprisingly agreed when he heard your name among the participants.

》 in my opinion- I’d say he’s about the same height as Gojo (why are you so tall too man) bc of some manga panels i’ve seen them together in. stepping into that closet, being locked in, definitely tight space. maybe even tighter since he’s built differently than Gojo himself-

》 his body slightly leaned over your body, his hair slowly dipped down from his shoulders. he may be calm, aloof and honestly composed but he will not waste a single second. already pressing his lips with yours as he arms n hands found support on the wall behind you.

》 the sight is godly to see, his hair messily tied in a hurried just to get back to your embrace.

》 breaking away from the kiss for a quick second, quickly tying his long hair into a messy bun before continuing his pursuit on you.

》 god, for a calm and composed person you wouldn’t expect this reaction.

》 being just a human who had the possibility to see curses, you were taken under the wing (similarly to Mimiko.) he had grown attached to you as your time was spent within his group, and oh you were so dense about it. he actually found that cute too- he will use this short 7 minutes to show his interests about you. 

》 marks discreetly left and hidden in the most random places. but Geto had at least left two obvious marks seen for everyone else who was keen on you.

》 he honestly lost track of time before hearing the door unlocked and open, a whistle coming from the person who opened it. before teases came showered on both of you.

[lilybarnesposts]

James!Potter x Ravenclaw!reader

This is my first HP fanfic so please be kind and enjoy!

Warnings: None? I think please correct me if I’m wrong

Another day, another attack on Hogwarts, the school of Witchcraft and Wizardy. Only this time you ended up in the infirmary part of Hogwarts, you only had a broken left arm and a few scratches and cuts. Your main worry though was James, you had no idea where he was, an explosion in the great hall had started the attack. James, Remus, Sirius, and Peter with the rest of the Gryffindors were in Potions with the Hufflepuffs, while you and the rest of the Ravenclaws were in Transfiguration with the Slytherins. You hadn’t seen James since lunch and had no idea if he was safe or if God forbid he was dead. The worrying hurt more than the pain of your injuries. You and James had been dating since your Fourth-year and were now in the middle of your Sixth year. They’ve been the best two years of your life. When James wasn’t spending time pulling pranks with the boys he was with you in the library helping you study for your N.E.W.T.S, and though you weren’t “technically” aloud in the Gryffindor tower, James had sneaked you in multiple times. He also would get any of the other Marauders to sneak you in sometimes, and half of their pranks were your ideas. All of those good times run through your head as you watch more people being brought into the infirmary, none of them had been any of your friends, yet. Suddenly the infirmary doors burst open and all the marauders come rushing in, including James whose eyes are looking at everyone until they lock onto yours and he rushes over you. “Bloody hell, you look awful,” Sirius says as he approaches your bedside, “Thanks, I feel terrible”. Sirius still looks rather untouched by the events of today, his black hair only slightly out of place and his uniform rumpled and black smudges on his face. Remus’s brown hair is also ruffled and is noticeably holding onto his boyfriend’s sweater. Sirius grabs Remus’s hand to hold it tightly, they started dating early this year. Peter looks the most disheveled, “I went to help first years,” Peter explains. Then your eyes shift to James, his eyes are red-rimmed and his glasses are sitting crooked on his nose. His white button-up is rolled up and he’s grabbed your hand. “Are you okay, love,” he whispers while leaning over to kiss the top of your head. “I’m okay, just sore,” James looks over you slightly and then kisses the top of your head again. “At least you get a cool cast,” Remus says and James laughs, “It’s only for the night, to make sure the bones fix correctly,” you explain. “So if I break my arm I only get a cast for one day? How am I supposed to get out of homework,” Sirius asks and Remus just shakes his head with a disappointed sigh. Sirius looks over at Remus and kisses the side of his head. “I would let you do my homework, moony,” “I do your homework anyway,” Remus retorts with a small blush and smile, those two were so in love it was insane.

The sun began to set and each head of the houses came to get all the kids back safely to the common rooms. James pleaded with the head of Grfyndoor house who, reluctantly, gave in to let him stay overnight with you. James slides his shoes off as you shift over in the small bed. James’s eyes move over you again, as if he’s looking for more injures to appear. “I’m okay,” you say quietly but James shakes his head. “How did you even get hurt,” “Me and other Sixth years ran to see if anyone got hurt after the explosion, a few death eaters were still in the room so we tried to fend them off with the professors but one of the spells hit my arm,” you say softly and grab onto James’s hand tugging slightly so that he will lay next to you. “How did you and the boys get stuff on you,” “We went running like you but since we were in the dungeons it took longer and you were already gone by the time we got there. I didn’t know where you were. If you were hurt, which clearly you are.” he says, his voice breaking mid-sentence causing your heart to hurt. “I am fine,” you say sternly. James sighs and lays next to you and puts his arm around you. 

You lean on James’s chest and listen to the soft rhythm of his heart. “Never scare me like that again, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), I can’t handle the thought of not knowing if your safe or not,” James pleads quietly and tightens his grip on you slightly but not enough to hurt you. You’d come to realize since dating James that he was terrified of losing you to this war. He hated the fact he couldn’t protect you, though he knew you could protect yourself. You felt James kiss the top of your head, “I can’t handle not knowing if you’re safe or not, James Potter,” you said quietly and held onto James’s freehand with your non-injured hand. 

The next day Madame Pomfrey released you from the infirmary, after removing the cast and telling you to come back if there’s an issue. The boys waited on the other side of the curtain while you dressed in a fresh Ravenclaw uniform that Remus had brought. You walk out from behind the curtain and James hands you your wand, which you slide into the side of your skirt. “Come on, let’s get some breakfast,” James says grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers. “They’re letting students sit wherever they want for breakfast today,” Peter says from the other side of James as the five of you walk to the great hall for breakfast. “Because a lot of the students are shaken up after this attack,” Remus says as he puts his arm around Sirius to hold him close. Sirius sends a scowl Remus’s way but tucks himself more into his boyfriend anyway. James lifts your conjoined hands and kisses yours as you all walk into the great hall, that looks just as it had yesterday morning as if nothing had happened. Once you all sit down plates of food appear and everyone digs in. James keeps a protective hand on your thigh, squeezing every now and then to remind him you’re still there. He did this every time after an attack to ground himself and remember you haven’t gone anywhere.

[ninjakasuga]

Sonsal Celebration Year Two, Day 3:

Onto prompt number three for the @boundforfreedomsonsal celebration! This one jumps in time even more than the last one, taking place sometime after the entire Mecha-Sally arc of the pre-reboot era has been handled. A few people told me they really enjoyed my usage of multiple characters beyond Sonic and Sally and I hope this one while only three characters in total are enjoyable to you all as well!

SURPISE!: As she adjusted her clothing, Bernadette Hedgehog smiled at her reflection in the mirror. A good night’s sleep, a fresh shower, clean clothes, and the matron of the Hedgehog household was ready to face the day. Turning from her mirror, she went over to her bed, tidying it up a bit, before a sniff told her, she should just go ahead and change the bedding. It wasn’t rank; it just, smelled very heavily of a certain act she and her husband partook… several times last night. A girlish giggle left Bernie along with a pink tinge to her cheeks as she stripped her bed of the sheets, pillowcases, and the comforter to haul to the laundry room.

Sometimes it was still hard to believe that a mere few months ago, a way to restore her beloved husband Jules to flesh and blood without his old war injuries returning and killing him was discovered. Ironically the development came from the method used to restore Princess Sally to flesh and blood after she had been turned into Mecha Sally. As she put the bedding into the wash, and set it to run, Bernie’s happy thoughts soured a little at that thought. The deep depression her son suffered during that period made her heart ache for her son even now when all was well and over with. Nor had it been fun to see the poor Princess dealing with her own post-deroboticization trauma of all the things she was made to do. It wasn’t uncommon to see Sally spending time at their home with Sonic, or he with her at the palace. 

Suffice to say Bernie let a few of the few rules she and Jules insisted upon Sonic when bringing his girlfriend over, well slip into the cracks. More than once when she woke up in the middle of the night for some reason, she’d walk by her son’s (locked) bedroom door and hear the sounds of certain... activities that were requested to not happen under her roof. Neither Bernie nor Jules were prudes, but their home wasn’t a refuge for teenager frolicking of that nature. It was more a desire for discretion than forbidding Sonic and beloved from being intimate, after all out-of-sight, out-of-mind. Jules and she doubted Sonic wanted to stumble them making love. 

However, both had, let that rule bent some, so long as it didn’t get out of hand, since at the time, the two deeply, and VERY much needed one another. Since they were never loud enough to be heard from Jules and Bernie’s own bedroom or left any mess to be cleaned up, they let it slide. At least things were better now, Dr. Eggman was still a threat but his operations had been severely hampered losing his precious Death Egg, and a slew of victories the Freedom Fighters had won lately. The false-King Naugus and his agent, turncoat Geoffery St. John had been dealt with. Good riddance to both of them, Naugus could rot in whatever dimension he was stuck in, and St. John could rot in prison forever. Shaking her head, she lightly smacked her cheeks to clear her head; why should she focus on so much dread? She had every reason to be happy as happy could be today!

Walking back down the hallway connecting to the bathroom and bedrooms, Bernie on a whim went to her son’s room and tested the doorknock. Locked; which meant… he had company. Given Jules and she had already gone to bed when her son probably came home from his last mission; of course, he would sneak Sally in. Shaking her head, however, she smiled, rather wickedly rather than seem angry. While she had gladly bent the rules before for her son; at this point, he should be MUCH more open in inviting Sally over. A note outside his door would be nice, even a damn sock on the doorknob as tact-y that sounded would do the job.

Time for a little playful payback. Raising her balled hand, she rapped on the door normally and spoke in as much of a motherly ‘sing-song’ voice as she could manage. “Ooooh Sonic dear! Wakey, wakey sleepyhead!” Putting her ear to the door, she barely held back a giggle as she heard the sounds of ruffling from the bed, including the sound of someone falling out of said bed, onto the floor and cursing. There was a lot of muffled cursing, and she could make out two distinct someones’ scrambling about.

Her son’s badly disguised panic-voice called out to her, trying to sound as sleepy as he could. “B-be right out Mom! I just need to be presentable!”

Bernie rolled her eyes, waiting until she heard the sound of the window starting to open, then with a wide grin, she spoke aloud through the door. “Oh Sonic dear, please do let Sally know she’s invited to stay for breakfast!” Upon hearing two audible gasps and more under-the-breath cursing, she allowed herself a small fist-pump in her victory. “Jules and I already showered, and your Father’s out helping your Uncle, so I’ll be making breakfast just for us, and the shower’s free for both of you to use! Just don’t take too long!” Now she let herself giggle as she could envision the two’s blood-drained faces.

Sometimes, teasing your kids and their significant other was fun. Which is all this was, Bernie had no intent on reaming either of them. She supported them both, but, she wanted her son to remember this was his parents’ home, and well; you had to pay the piper when you kept bending the rules. Making her way to the kitchen, Bernie found her apron and put it on, and started working her magic. Soon the kitchen was filled with the smells of food being cooked; sizzling bacon, pancakes on the griddle, toast, hashbrowns, and simple scrambled eggs. After last night she could use some ‘power food’ and she had a feeling both kids could as well.

As she was finishing up the last of the food, she heard footsteps and looked toward the doorway leading to the main hallway, and smiled ever-so-pleasantly as both Sonic, and Sally appeared, freshly cleaned and showered, and blushing from their necks to their ears.“Good morning you two!”Running a hand through his head-quills, Sonic looked ever the child who had his hand caught in the cookie jar. 

“Mornin’ Mom…”

“G-good morning Mrs. Hedgehog…” Sally swallowed hard, twiddling her fingers together in a sheepish manner, mirroring Sonic’s own ‘hand in the cookie jar’ guilt expression. Looking at the Mother of her boyfriend, Sally summoned her courage, and humility as she spoke. “I’m sorry about us we… you know… in your home-.” Waving a hand, Bernie began to transfer the finished food items to the table. “Oh don’t fret about it, dear! You’re practically family now, I don’t mind if you stay over, you’re always welcome!” She waited for a beat as the two looked gobsmacked and then she grinned in a rather evil-manner their way. “You’re both old enough to mind your own affairs, and make love all you wish, but I still would like some notice when you bring Sally over son. Just continue to be discreet about the love-making and all will be hunky-dory, do I make myself clear?”

Both the fastest hedgehog alive, and squirrel-munk Princess nod their heads rapidly. “Yes ma’am!” They utter in unison, sufficiently cowed and humbled, which pleased Bernie.

“Good, my only other request is you don’t make me a Grandmother just yet.” Her plain smile hid the internal glee she had as both of them turned redder than tomatoes. “MOM!” Exclaimed Sonic who looked like he wanted to run out of the house, into the woods, and bury himself under the nearest big rock. Sally was no better, rubbing her face still tinged with pink as she tried to fight back all the thoughts both positive and negative that concept brought up. “M-Mrs. Hedgehog, we’re too young! Oh god, and my parents would have a fit if we weren’t married first...” “Okay, I had my fun, both of you have a seat, oh and Sally dear just Bernie will do.” Giggling, Bernie gestured for them to sit, and once they did, she seated herself. She felt a small amount of pity for them, but she still wished to remain firm in making this little incident a bit of a reminder lesson for the two on her house rules. Within minutes, they were eating and the good breakfast grub seemed to help ease any of the prior embarrassment, plus getting compliments for one’s cooking was certainly welcome at her table. Bernie couldn’t help but occasionally look up from her meal, smiling as the two were being cute without realizing it.

They would occasionally offer the other a bite of the others’ food, or their hands not holding a utensil would slide under the table, probably to handhold. The female hedgehog also would bet money if she glanced under the table, she’d see them locking their legs together. Then when Sonic got overenthusiastic and make a mess eating pancakes and getting syrup on himself; Sally would take her napkin and try and clear his face for him, and despite initial resistance, he would let her. It warmed her heart to no end. As she watched them, her own freehand not scooping food had moved down and rested on her belly which she panted before deciding now was a good time to spill some good news.

Clearing her throat, Bernie smiled at her son and Sally as they both looked her way, gaining their attention. “Well, now that we’ve had most of our meal, I feel I need to tell you both something important.”

“What sort of important thing Mom?” Her son inquired with a raised eyebrow, a slight unease on his features as he undoubtedly worried it might swivel back to the prior topic. Sally seemed to share his unease.

Which made Bernie all the happier to put those concerns at ease. Standing up, she flashed a beaming smile, every ounce of joy she’d been containing all morning flooding from her very being. “I’m pregnant!!”

Dropping his fork, Sonic’s jaw dropped and Sally slapped a hand over her mouth as the shock hit them both first. Shock slowly gave way to a brief period of processing. Sonic still seemed to be in the middle of processing as Sally’s shock fully gave way to giddy, joy. “Oh my gosh Mrs. Hedgehog that’s amazing!” Sally got up from her seat, rounding the table to give the woman a big hug.

Returning it happily, Bernie squeezed the young woman who was practically her daughter-in-law. “Just Bernie dear remember? No need for formality at this stage!” She laughed and rocked a bit with Sally as the two women basked in the joyous moment.

Once he finally processed what he had been told, Sonic got up from his seat, and like Sally, walked around the table toward his mother, still seeming to be mildly shocked. “You’re pregnant Mom? Really?” Giggling, Bernie released Sally and held her son. “Oh very much so! Don’t forget son I’m biologically still in my twenties instead of my forties. So my oven is still very able and primed for life!” She added a little eyebrow waggle, which made Sally giggle and Sonic make a mildly disgusted face.

“Um, okay, a bit too much information Mom.”

“Son, your parents still have sex, deal with it. It was going to be a thing once your father was flesh and blood again.” She playfully stated while patting his cheek. To which he turned his head and covered his mouth. “I really didn’t need to hear that…”

Sighing but sympathizing, Sally walked over and rubbed his right shoulder. “Well, I guess considering she’s overheard us, it’s karma.” She rationalized, knowing she’d feel the same in his shoes if it was her parents.

Pitying her son, Bernie cupped his face and planted a kiss to his forehead. “Sorry sweetie, I’ll knock it off. In all seriousness, I’m so…. Happy.” She wiped her eyes, as they misted over some. “I only just wish we could have given you your siblings when you were a child.”

That tidbit caught Sonic’s ear, “Siblings? As in, multiple?”

Smiling widely still, Bernie nodded with the same giddy energy as she replied. “Doctor Quack confirmed it, I’m having twins. Genders are unknown if it’s twins same-sex or boy and girl twins, but that’s half the fun in waiting to find out.”

“....I’m going to be a big brother.” Sonic finally murmured as he slowly sat back down in a chair, a smile slowly crawling onto his face. Looking up at his Mother he then asked. “Does Dad know?” “Oh yes I told him right away, we were going to tell you both this morning but your Uncle called, needing a hand so he went out after a shower.” Steepling her fingers together, Bernie bounced a little on her feet.

Sally knelt by Sonic to hug him, kissing him once on the lips. “Welcome to the sibling club, admission is free.” Petting his head quills Sally couldn’t help but smile more as she looked upon Sonic’s still happy expression; feeling joy for him and his family.

Flashing a cocky smile, Sonic slid his arm around her waist, keeping her close. “I technically am a member since Tails has always been my li’bro. I just now got a new li’ bro or li’ sis or doubles of each incoming.”

“Well, Tails is welcome to be a big brother to the new brood as well, family is family after all.” Commented Bernie as she laid a hand on her son’s shoulder and another on Sally’s. A sense of contentment filling her and seemingly the room.

Of course, with the state of the world, bringing new lives into a war-torn world was certainly an iffy prospect. However, Bernie wanted the new lives growing in her, to expand her family. She believed in her son, Sally, and their friends. Somehow, someway, they’d win this. Hopefully, her unborn children could enjoy a world without Eggman looming over the horizon.

All she could do was hope, and perhaps; her want of a world where all her children could walk, run and just live free would be a reality someday.

Author Notes: Welcome to my fanon method of making Sonia and Manik canon to Archie-Sonic!       

[riverofmemoriesft]

. Between the Lines . 199

"It feels like years since we were last here," Wendy said excitedly as she looked around at their hometown. Magnolia was like a breath of fresh air compared to Crocus. Lucy hummed her agreement, stretching happily at the thought of going home and sleeping in a bed for the first time in ages.

It had been a week since the party and all of the non-local guilds had been given the okay to go home. A few select mages had stayed back to help, but they were mostly mages under employment by the Council, ordered to stay and help.

In that time, Lucy felt like she'd been interviewed countless times. Magic had been shown in a beautiful light and the entire country seemed to have come to terms with it. There was still the occasional protest, or even a terrorist that went and hurt people, but for the most part…

Lucy screamed in surprise when they stepped out of the train station and were greeted by what had to be thousands of air horns. Natsu burst into flames on instinct and then forced them back as he gaped.

Hundreds of people had gathered around the station. Everyone was holding signs and cheering and screaming for them, all looking delighted and proud. Natsu's jaw dropped as Lucy slumped against him in shock.

The mayor of their town stepped forward with a huge grin on his face. "Welcome back, Fairy Tail," was all he said and the crowds around them cheered again.

Makarov grinned as he ducked out, Mirajane and Laxus at his side. Mavis had disappeared, not to be found by anyone. "This is ridiculously different," Gray muttered as he threw an arm playfully around Lucy's shoulders. She let him, winding her arm around so she could rest her elbow on his in return.

Juvia gave her a sharp look, but didn't respond in any way.

Erza smiled warmly and was the person to say honestly, "Thank you for the warm welcome. It is nice to see our return is appreciated."

"Kitty!" a girl gasped, giggling when Lily came to see what was going on, abandoning Gajeel. He squealed when she scooped him up without prompting and rubbed her cheek against his.

And no one panicked, The mother only laughed and apologized, freeing the ruffled cat before scooping her daughter up.

The majority of them gawked before excitement fluttered across Natsu's face. And then the mayor turned to Makarov, stepping closer so he could lower his voice. People began to mingle with the mages, eagerly chattering with them. "Makarov, would you perhaps be interested in hosting the Fantasia Parade on the first? I thought a parade displaying magic would be a good idea - and much more exciting."

"I'd be honored," Makarov agreed. "However, I think I'll put Mirajane here in charge of it." Mirajane, still hosting a bandage on her cheek, smiled and waved. "She's much more organized than I am."

"Thank you," the mayor said with a pleased look. "We'll have an announcement made in the next week. Now if you'll excuse me…"

Mirajane beamed. "This'll be good for the guild," she said to Laxus, who looked around with disinterest as his friends and team dealt with being surrounded by people. He grunted in response and she giggled before smiling at the flustered Natsu, who found himself the subject of a woman's flirting.

Lucy smoothly cut in much to Mirajane's amusement. She slyly sidled over and, relieved for a polite way out of the situation, Natsu tackled her in a tight hug, shouting, "Luce!" as if no one knew who Lucy was.

The woman pouted and stalked off.

Lucy giggled as Natsu pressed his face into her hair, Happy dropping onto his head in the process, and Mirajane silently mused that she couldn't remember a time when it was just Natsu and Happy.

The only thing she could see whenever she looked at any of them was Natsu, Lucy, and Happy.

Lucy couldn't breathe, and Gray and Natsu were laughing right alongside her, all three of them earning nasty looks from Cobra.

The entire town of Magnolia had thrown a festival of sorts in the town square to celebrate their victory, and they'd all been ordered to mingle with the civilians. Why not? It made a nice impression on the public in Magnolia - and elsewhere.

Kinana had asked them to keep an eye on Cobra, who'd looked ill from all of the noise, and Lucy had promised she'd watch him despite the venom mage declaring he didn't need to be watched like a child.

Apparently, many of the people had declared crushes on the various mages, because he had a couple of women trying to flirt their way into his graces despite the fact that he'd quite bluntly stated he only had an interest in Kinana. Lucy had pouted that Kinana herself hadn't heard it. Gray had been subject to a couple of attempts that had earned nasty comments from a crabby Juvia, and Lucy had been hasty to stop Natsu from incinerating a man who had attempted to grope her.

Cobra shifted uncomfortably and skittered away from one of the girls in front of him when she dared to touch him.

"Cobra!" Gray called, taking pity on him. "Could you come help us with something?" He slammed a foot on Natsu's foot and he shouted in pain, hopping up and down. "Lucy wants us to help Natsu to Wendy!"

"You stripping bastard," Cobra growled as he scampered over. "I've never been more grateful to be in a guild with any of you idiots."

Lucy giggled as Natsu began to shout at Gray angrily, earning a snappy retort. "Kinana should be coming back to save you from further attempts soon," she said sympathetically. "Everyone's dealing with the flirting today, don't worry. I thought the guy trying to talk it up with Laxus was going to get ripped apart by Mira."

They all shuddered.

"I just want to go home," Gray groaned, scrubbing at his eyes. "I don't think any one could sleep after that whole thing took place, and I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted."

"Me, too," Lucy admitted, thinking longingly of her bed.

Natsu looked at her expectantly. "You'll make me food, right?"

"One," Gray began. "There's food everywhere, Natsu. And two...when the hell did you move in with Lucy? I don't think you've been near your house in months. You and Happy."

"He hasn't," Cobra confirmed.

"Don't read my mind, you jerk," Natsu muttered, glaring at him. "I like Lucy's place better. She's there."

"...I don't know whether to say you disgust me or congratulations, you somehow managed to get to a point where you can probably move in with your first and only girlfriend," Cobra told him. Cobra rocked back on his heels, crossing his arms. "Did ya freaks see? That over-powered guy came back from a job. The one that was hanging all over Cana."

"Gildarts?!" Natsu darted off without hesitation, and Lucy sputtered. Gray sighed and reassured Lucy that he'd keep an eye on him before jogging off, leaving Lucy alone with Cobra.

Gruffly, Cobra told her, "Demons, Blondie?"

Lucy stiffened. "Don't. Stop reading my mind, Cobra, it's rude and I don't appreciate it."

"Yeah, well, something that big is something that we need to know." Cobra's gaze darted to her. "What happens if he gets out and starts wreaking havoc, huh? Or if that Zeref dude makes another appearance to do whatever to you? Salamander would flip out and we wouldn't be able to calm him down."

Lucy was quiet for a few moments, thinking over this. "I know you're right," she murmured. "But...those of us who saw Zeref on Tenrou - particularly Natsu...he's a black mage of legends, Cobra. I remember all of the darkness, and I remember what he created from my mother's diary. I don't want Natsu to know that the man who created demons like Deliora saw something that made him decide he'll be back. He'll lose it."

Cobra inclined his head a fraction. "Good point. I won't tell anyone, but you can't hide that kinda thing forever, Blondie." His eyes locked on Kinana, and he waved a farewell as he went to greet her.

Alone suddenly, Lucy closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. Her freehand drifted to grip the keys at her hip for comfort, but none responded and she shifted her grip to the pendant in the shape of a dragon.

She gasped in pain when it seared at her, and she ripped it off, letting it tumble from her fingers to the ground. She stared at the blistering burn on her palm.

And for some reason, while everyone was at peace, chatting, she felt something was very wrong.

Lucy picked up the choker and wrapped it gently around her wrist. She made sure it wasn't scuffed, and then hugged herself, spinning on her heel and heading home, asking Natsu via text that he go to his own home that night because she wanted to be alone.

"Meredy?" a voice called, startling her out of her thoughts. She looked over her shoulder to see a concerned Lyon standing behind her, hands pushed into the pockets of his jeans. Behind him stood Chelia and Jura, both waiting patiently. They'd arrived home two days before and were intending to take the woman on a job shared among the four of them.

"Sorry," she said, her voice hoarse. She'd cried long into the night, remembering how Ultear had drifted to ash and wondering what she'd meant about legends. Wondering what had changed her mind so drastically. She forced a smile to her face. "I'm ready to go."

Lyon offered her a hand. She slid hers into his and flushed when he kissed her fingers. He'd been flirting with her a lot lately, and it was both entertaining and flattering, even if she didn't feel up to accepting a date from him quite yet. Playfully, he tugged her towards their friends.

"Don't apologize for being sad," Chelia told her. "We know your friend died in the attack...Lyon said so. And we wouldn't expect you to be not sad. If you want, we can wait to go on our job until you're feeling up for it."

But Merely shook her head and gave her a true smile. "No," she said firmly. "Thank you, but...I think a job is a good idea. To get my mind off of it, you know?"

"Then let's go," Jura chuckled, watching all of the younger mages with amusement.

Meredy nodded and pushed thoughts of her deceased friend from her mind.

There would be time to consider Ultear's words later.

They had people to help now.

"You've been distracted, Emperor."

Red eyes darted to the calm woman who had come to stand slightly behind him. She planted her hands on her hips as she watched him. "Is there something you haven't told us quite yet? I've come to understand that something happened. Larcade told me."

His lips twitched. "Has he now." Amused now, he turned to face the woman. Her dark eyes studied him curiously, holding no maliciousness like he'd come to expect from the only other two women in his series of Shields. She instead wore a look of blatant lack of interest. "And when did you last see Larcade, Brandish?"

She sighed, studying her nails. "On my way here. What did you need me to do, Emperor?"

Zeref ran a hand thoughtfully over a locket he wore at his throat. "Change is coming. Were you aware that Acnologia was freed from his restraints? Zancrow of the Grimoire Heart guild freed him. I would have thought Irene would have told you."

Brandish froze. "She didn't," she said tersely. "We don't talk often, though I'm sure she and Serena are delighted by this information." Brandish looked at him from under her eyelashes. "What do you need me to do?" she repeated.

He was quiet for a moment.

And then a slightly manic grin was carved into his face and his eyes lit with delight. "I found something I want, something that may help me in my work. It's time that Tartaros be sent to work, but I don't want them aware of the truth of who is commanding them. Simply suggest that their master has been located. Send them to Ishgar. Give them free rein to do as they wish."

He thought of Natsu as he had for centuries and grinned again.

"Tell them to wait a month, however. I want them to feel secure again."

Brandish gave a curt nod. "I'll simply tell that leader of theirs that it'll not only guide them to their master, but guide them to you."

"If they can get what I want," Zeref said, turning away with a smirk.

"It will."

[cinnamonrollcipher]

Hello! I'm really impressed with your link/Gerudo cosplay! Did you make it yourself, or do you know of anywhere to buy it? I've tried looking online, but no luck! (I was hoping to dress up for Halloween)

Hello! Sorry this took me awhile to get to but I saw thisask and thought I could turn it into a little tutorial of sorts? Anyway, justin case you or anyone else is planning on making this costume I thought I couldexplain my process a little bit and let you guys know what mistakes I made soyou won’t make them too. Because at this point a few of the pieces from mycosplay need to be remade for comfort and functionality reasons. Not going tolie, this cosplay is a lot of work, especially for someone like me who has verylimited sewing skills (this is only my second sewn cosplay), but its superrewarding. Alright, this is going to be long so buckle up. Let’s start!

First off, the pants. This is probably the easiest part tomake because it is the only piece that I didn’t have to draft a pattern for.Just look around for harem pants patterns and find one that matches the shape ofLink’s. Personally I used the US-Erna pattern from firstloungeberlin on Etsy (avery nice pattern, it has pockets!)

Next the shirt. Make sure to have some sort of stretchfabric for this, like stretch cotton or jersey. Otherwise the shirt will notlay flat like it’s supposed to. I made this mistake and had to go out and buy morefabric which was annoying haha. Anyways, as for the pattern, it’s basically a slightlyaltered halter style crop top. I watched a few DIY crop top videos on YouTubethen used a tank top to draft a basic pattern. The shirt will have to bedecently tight in order to lay flat (which is why I put a zipper in the back tomake it easier to put on). Also for those of us with breasts, I recommenddoubling the fabric up so it’s less see through. My shirt is two layers and itworked great. Personally, when I remake the shirt I’m going to use bias tape tofinish the edges for a cleaner look but you can finish them however you like.

Once the shirt is pieced together it’s time to paint it (theruffles at the bottom of the shirt were added after painting). This was one ofmy biggest mistakes. I was cheap and used acrylic paint. Don’t do that. It endsup being stiff and took all the stretch out of my fabric, meaning I had to addan extra panel in the back to make it fit. Now, I recently found out there is aproduct that can be mixed with paint to make it flexible like fabric paintafter blasting it with heat. But I have never used it so I don’t know if itactually works, so if you can use fabric paint. I freehanded the paint becausestretchy fabric is hard to draw guides on but if you need to you could makestencils probably. Also be sure to put something underneath the shirt like apiece of paper to soak up the paint that seeps through the fabric. You willneed several coats depending on the type of paint you use. Another mistake Imade at this point was using craft foam for the gold detail thingy in the centerof the shirt. It ended up bending a lot because of where it is on the shirt andit honesty isn’t super sturdy. I would recommend just painting this detail.

For the neck piece I used a synthetic metallic like band…..stuff.I’m not sure what it’s called haha. Anyway, my advice here is if you use a verysynthetic material like this: use super glue. Because hot glue just won’t stickto it.

Next is the arm pieces. So I used the metallic stuff for theactually bands and added Velcro to secure them around my arms. This works finebut it may be a bit easier to use a wide stretchy ribbon type fabric instead,just so it clings to the arm better. I just couldn’t find anything like thatthat looked right so I went the Velcro route. It works well enough. Now I useda sheer fabric for my arm pieces. This means I finished the edges with fraycheck, which honestly makes them a bit itchy, so I recommend covering the areainside the band where the fabric and band are attached together with morefabric. Just to protect your skin from irritation. I drafted the pattern forthe arm pieces myself which is pretty easy, just measure the length of your armand its circumference. Then add in the little gaps at each end. Before sewingthe fabric into its tube shape I painted it. Fun fact: sheer fabric is a painin the ass to paint. It cannot be touching anything, like at all. I had tobasically suspend it and paint it. Same for the face veil.

Next was the head piece. I drafted the pattern for this aswell and it’s a tad hard to explain without pictures. Basically it was roundedat the top then went straight down then into a point at the bottom. Now thiswill not fit your head right away. You need to take the fabric at the top andon either side of the head, gather a small dart of fabric and sew it down. Thiswill force the top of the veil to take a circular shape and thus fit your head.I then hot glued 3 extension clips to the inside of the veil so it would stayon my head.

Finally came the belts. Okay, real talk. I messed these upbad. So I won’t be explaining my process for these. I should have used muchthicker fabric for them and I didn’t make them long enough to fully wrap aroundme.

Okay so that’s about it. If you have any other questionsfeel free to drop me an ask! Sorry if some of this didn’t make sense.

[timelostcarrion]

Just common consideration, there was no tension to really be had to make them wrestle with words, and she wasn’t going to intend it either. Her hand remained where it was even while he’d be staring her down in the manner, all whilst he decided to hang onto it now. Making her fingers wiggle in a strained fashion, but not bothersome.

The undead simply melted into the shape of his palm. It’s little body gyrating up and down from the weight regulating between each stroke, never taking its eyes off him before it would take a few steps closer, inching in the best it can before melting in place afterwards and ruffling up. Josiah has made a lot more worse things, but these are preferable too for her.

She’d squint providing his look, that until he spoke his thoughts and made her snort. “I thrive around dead things - and dead things love me, thank you- but it is.” She’d chime before leaning down to look at her little creation, just using her freehand index finger to prod at its puffed body and soon cup her entire hand over it, almost looking like she squished it. “Still just as soft.” Lifting the same hand, She’d prod Shiros forehead. “Sleep. It’ll keep an eye on you.” It would pull away to his sprawled arm and snatch it - not harshly, but just so she could move it so he’d not lock it up from the position.

♔ - tell my muse to (instead of speaking though, she’d pat the ground beside her - gesturing to come sit)

✡

What was up with the three of them always opting to sit on the ground when there were plenty of more comfortable options to choose from? God forbid they acted like normal people for a day, their entire DNA might unravel out of shock.

But the ground was the next best thing to someone who could barely see two meters in front of him anymore due to fatigue and other detrimental factors. Shiro rolled with it, given that he hadn’t been feeling too well to be standing up anyway. Upon receiving her invitation, he plopped down on the floor next to her and tucked his legs underneath himself. It looked like he was about to crumble as he stared at her and blinked sleepily a couple of times. And so he did, fallen over to the side and accidentally missing her lap in favour of the hard ground by a mere centimeter. No sounds, no words - just an eerie silence followed the loud thud. He did not even have the strength to complain anymore.

[easynaturalhairstyle]

The 12 most beautiful light pink hair color ideas

Light pink hair has a softer, less intense or muted pink tone. Bubblegum and Zuckerwatteträume are with pastel pink hair only a dyeing away. Adventurous yet safe and sexy, no wonder it's such a trend to have light pink strands!

With such a daring color a professional should be sought, who does his job, since most hair dyes are not durable at home and have a lot of flair. After searching for the perfect pink tone to match your complexion, the next step is to brighten up your hair for a shiny, vibrant finish. This can cause damage to the hair.

That's why home moisturizing treatments are a must in order to repair and replenish your hair for a long-lasting result. Make sure you maintain a healthy mane by using sulfate-free products and purple shampoo from time to time to wash your hair.

The styling of your everyday look would be a step easier, as you have your grand finale as the most exciting accessory that Rita Ora, Hayley Williams and Chloe Grace Moretz have introduced to their festival-ready hair colors!

Take on the scene with one of those delicate, enviable light pink hair colors!

Light chewing gum

Obsessed! Stylist Amanda has created this gray version of a pink head and we can not get enough of it.

Light pastel balayage

How would you describe this look?

This blushing balayage brings me life! We see many pink coral shades this year and which color suits better than copper? What, may I add, of course it is! This look is all about mixing and lending the hair while playing with fun pinks. It's a great way to have fun with colors and try something different. We all need a bit more color in life!

Any advice for someone who thinks about it?

Because this pink is a semi-permanent hair color, it is expected to leach out over time. To maintain this look, it is important to invest in a good salon shampoo and conditioner to prevent the color from fading quickly. Home care plays a big role in this. Some salons also offer colored take-away conditioners that keep the color fresh between visits. I always recommend washing your hair with cold water to prevent fading. If not, the color eventually becomes too blonde, which is a great way for a customer to be more adventurous without commitment. This look is for those who love easy care hair! When I'm able to paint my hair freehand, I can highlight where I want it most. Usually I love to lighten the complexion.

Pink and silver balayage

How would you describe this look?

This look is platinum blonde with light pink peekaboos. Basically, I made a so-called "shadow box" in which I dyed the entire lower part of her hair with a semi-permanent light pink color by JOICO color intensity. I love these "semi-permanent" colors because they fade over time and / or can easily be removed, making this look completely temporary and non-binding. These vibrant colors do not damage the hair at all.

However, the hair must be lightened before applying. As for styling, I used my 1.5-inch curling iron from Babyliss pro to curl it and then brushed my fingers through the curls to separate them. I always do at least a health trim (about 1/2 ") when lightening hair with bleach.

Any advice for someone who thinks about it?

Advice I advise my "lively" hair color customer to wash much less than normal. So invest in a dry shampoo, wash your hair with a sulfate-free, color-safe shampoo and always take care of it, since it seals the hair shaft again. This too is very important Wash these colors with as cold water as possible. These looks are fun because they can be hidden. However, I always recommend ensuring that your job is approved first, as this type of paint can cause significant costs and maintenance.

Contrast black and light pink

How would you describe this look?

I created this look with the colors Kenra and Mydentity. For the root shadow I used Kenra 6a, a demi-permanent color that melts the root with Mydentity Rougetoner along with 9 rg of equal parts. I gave her a textured, blunt cut with a two-in-marcel style to create a beachy wave look.

Any advice for someone who thinks about it?

I urge my client to use a rose gold shampoo for the surface to keep the color longer.

Pink fades

How would you describe this look?

This look is a soft, girlish and really good option for those who have blonde hair and want to try something new. The best of pastels is that they fade quickly, so you can try something new every time. My favorite thing in this is definitely the soft tone of the pink color.

Any advice for someone who thinks about it?

If you want to keep the soft pink tone in your hair, you should have a pigmented shampoo / conditioner at home. Just because the color fades the faster, the lighter and pastel it is.

Dark to light Ombre

Get ready for the carnival, while the hair of cotton candy stop!

Very light pink

Looks really sweet like cotton candy! The A-line cut and the blunt pony really emphasized this gentle color.

Pink and blond

Bubbly blonde and pink in curls. The best way to wear this look is with ruffled curls!

Blond hair with highlights

Peaches and cream really fit together in this styling!

Brown hair with pink reflections

Mud Pink looks shockingly good! It turns out that Pink copes well with any color!

Pink with brown roots

To achieve better hair growth, dye the hair a few inches after the root. They will rock a full color head, which will eventually lead to a completely new style as the hair gets longer.

Short light pink hair

Blond, Pink and a Bob: the trio you did not know you needed.

The 12 most beautiful light pink hair color ideas

[qualitytacolover]

The 12 most beautiful light pink hair color ideas

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The 12 most beautiful light pink hair color ideas

Light pink hair has a softer, less intense or muted pink tone. Bubblegum and Zuckerwatteträume are with pastel pink hair only a dyeing away. Adventurous yet safe and sexy, no wonder it's such a trend to have light pink strands!

With such a daring color a professional should be sought, who does his job, since most hair dyes are not durable at home and have a lot of flair. After searching for the perfect pink tone to match your complexion, the next step is to brighten up your hair for a shiny, vibrant finish. This can cause damage to the hair.

That's why home moisturizing treatments are a must in order to repair and replenish your hair for a long-lasting result. Make sure you maintain a healthy mane by using sulfate-free products and purple shampoo from time to time to wash your hair.

The styling of your everyday look would be a step easier, as you have your grand finale as the most exciting accessory that Rita Ora, Hayley Williams and Chloe Grace Moretz have introduced to their festival-ready hair colors!

Take on the scene with one of those delicate, enviable light pink hair colors!

Light chewing gum

Obsessed! Stylist Amanda has created this gray version of a pink head and we can not get enough of it.

Light pastel balayage

How would you describe this look?

This blushing balayage brings me life! We see many pink coral shades this year and which color suits better than copper? What, may I add, of course it is! This look is all about mixing and lending the hair while playing with fun pinks. It's a great way to have fun with colors and try something different. We all need a bit more color in life!

Any advice for someone who thinks about it?

Because this pink is a semi-permanent hair color, it is expected to leach out over time. To maintain this look, it is important to invest in a good salon shampoo and conditioner to prevent the color from fading quickly. Home care plays a big role in this. Some salons also offer colored take-away conditioners that keep the color fresh between visits. I always recommend washing your hair with cold water to prevent fading. If not, the color eventually becomes too blonde, which is a great way for a customer to be more adventurous without commitment. This look is for those who love easy care hair! When I'm able to paint my hair freehand, I can highlight where I want it most. Usually I love to lighten the complexion.

Pink and silver balayage

How would you describe this look?

This look is platinum blonde with light pink peekaboos. Basically, I made a so-called "shadow box" in which I dyed the entire lower part of her hair with a semi-permanent light pink color by JOICO color intensity. I love these "semi-permanent" colors because they fade over time and / or can easily be removed, making this look completely temporary and non-binding. These vibrant colors do not damage the hair at all.

However, the hair must be lightened before applying. As for styling, I used my 1.5-inch curling iron from Babyliss pro to curl it and then brushed my fingers through the curls to separate them. I always do at least a health trim (about 1/2 ") when lightening hair with bleach.

Any advice for someone who thinks about it?

Advice I advise my "lively" hair color customer to wash much less than normal. So invest in a dry shampoo, wash your hair with a sulfate-free, color-safe shampoo and always take care of it, since it seals the hair shaft again. This too is very important Wash these colors with as cold water as possible. These looks are fun because they can be hidden. However, I always recommend ensuring that your job is approved first, as this type of paint can cause significant costs and maintenance.

Contrast black and light pink

How would you describe this look?

I created this look with the colors Kenra and Mydentity. For the root shadow I used Kenra 6a, a demi-permanent color that melts the root with Mydentity Rougetoner along with 9 rg of equal parts. I gave her a textured, blunt cut with a two-in-marcel style to create a beachy wave look.

Any advice for someone who thinks about it?

I urge my client to use a rose gold shampoo for the surface to keep the color longer.

Pink fades

How would you describe this look?

This look is a soft, girlish and really good option for those who have blonde hair and want to try something new. The best of pastels is that they fade quickly, so you can try something new every time. My favorite thing in this is definitely the soft tone of the pink color.

Any advice for someone who thinks about it?

If you want to keep the soft pink tone in your hair, you should have a pigmented shampoo / conditioner at home. Just because the color fades the faster, the lighter and pastel it is.

Dark to light Ombre

Get ready for the carnival, while the hair of cotton candy stop!

Very light pink

Looks really sweet like cotton candy! The A-line cut and the blunt pony really emphasized this gentle color.

Pink and blond

Bubbly blonde and pink in curls. The best way to wear this look is with ruffled curls!

Blond hair with highlights

Peaches and cream really fit together in this styling!

Brown hair with pink reflections

Mud Pink looks shockingly good! It turns out that Pink copes well with any color!

Pink with brown roots

To achieve better hair growth, dye the hair a few inches after the root. They will rock a full color head, which will eventually lead to a completely new style as the hair gets longer.

Short light pink hair

Blond, Pink and a Bob: the trio you did not know you needed.

[fmpgender]

Final Major Project Evaluation.

The theme I chose for this project was ‘Gender’ and the stereotypes around dressing men and women in the fashion industry. I think I had a good approach to the theme, as I searched articles around gender roles and designing androgynous fashion at the start of my project, it gave me a burst of ideas for further research and a list of artist names to investigate. I didn’t look into modern retailers and consumers and their approach to the upcoming trends relating to androgynous fashion, which I would have liked to explore, as I am wanting to do Fashion Promotion and Communication at university, this would have been an interesting topic to search relating to my university course. I have learned that there is a lot more androgyny nongendered fashion than what is popularly advertised once you look further into it. Also, the fact that a lot of brands are coming out with genderless clothing lines recently, as society moves away from pushing the body type and image stereotypes, these are becoming more readily available to the consumer. I decided on this theme because it is something quite personal to me, I believe that people should be able to wear whatever they feel comfortable in and should be able to express themselves truly with what they wear.

I gathered my primary research mainly from galleries, I visited the Victoria and Albert Museum in London and the Millennium Gallery in Sheffield. I took photos of the things I think would be inspiring to me and my project. I used a lot of the pictures from the V&A Museum as I looked into historical fashion and how the different genders used to dress back then compared to what we wear now as a society. These photos were really useful because there was a lot of historical clothing pieces, the name of the exhibition was called ‘Fashioned Through Nature’ which exhibited pieces from 1600 to present day. If I were to further this research, I would’ve explored the Sheffield Gallery research more, I didn’t use much of the information I found there but some of the pieces (a lot of it was metalwork) were very old, but this could have related as I did research on historical garments. I could have taken it a step further and looked at metal wear such as chainmail or knights armour with the photos and information I got from this exhibition. An idea I have now is to look at metal buttons in historical garments and search how they were forged or pressed which would have linked nicely to the exhibition. I also could have looked more into the artist Leonardo Da Vinci, there was a whole exhibition on him, and I didn’t do anything with this, though it was very interesting. I would complete further research on Da Vinci if I were to do this project again, and also complete some line drawings from some of the art in the museums. It was interesting to see in the ‘Fashioned through Nature’ exhibition all the methods and materials used in the centuries past, as a lot of them are very impractical and somewhat dangerous. A lot also included animal skins and furs, which I avoided because I don’t agree with this so focused on the embellishment side of it.

My ability to generate ideas and plan exploration is quite good, although my ability to carry them out does not always conform to my plans. I usually come out with some good ideas to try and sample however I am quite a slow worker and like to take my time making things just right, so I don’t always get the time to explore everything I intend to. This shows in my tutor’s reflective sheets that are in my sketchbook. To try and work on this I have constantly been trying to work as fast as I can without compromising on my work quality. To do this, I have done a few samples which are reversed with another sample or print on the back, to get maximum sample output.

When I came across problems, I tried my best to figure out a solution myself and if that wasn’t enough, I would ask my tutor or peers for help. One of the problems I came across was handling the sewing machine. I am not very confident and quite nervous when on the sewing machine, I overcame this problem by slowly going on the sewing machine more and more, another problem was the needle snapping frequently when making my embroidered collar for my final outcome. I overcame this by learning to change a sewing machine needle myself to speed up the process and using the sewing machine slower when sewing over my embroidery where the thread was thick. This collar also tested my patience because I sampled the embroidery on a small scale and the collar was bigger and took longer than I expected, I persevered and eventually completed it which was difficult because it took 2 more college days than I planned, meaning I had less time to work on the rest of my final outcome.

I made a time plan at the start of the project, but I am not very good at sticking to time plans, so I veered away from this quite drastically. I did stick to the logical order that my time plan had but I just dropped behind on the speed I was hoping to work. I worked outside of college hours but usually would stay behind in class to work or go to the library. I can’t concentrate easily at home so staying in college or in a café with my laptop for written work is where I be able to complete work easier than at home. I would usually work better outside of college hours but in college because my classmates would leave, and I would be able to put my earphones in and concentrate better with less people around. I think in my project I have been over ambitious, I planned and intended on doing quite a lot of things (regarding research and sampling) that I didn’t end up doing, usually because I would get side-tracked with exploring something else or time constrictions. I would’ve liked to look more into modern dress and androgynous dress in the current era, also a few more artists/designers such as Jaden Smith and Issey Miyake.

I explored dyeing as one of my main areas for exploration. I explored mixing disperse dyes, achieving different colours on different fabrics, I feel like this was necessary because part of my research was about how colours are associated with different traits e.g. masculinity and femininity. I also looked at different embellishment techniques. I looked heavily at ruffling and combining ruffles, embroidery. These were necessary as a lot of my research was around garments of the 1700s and their heavy embellishments. I produced sketches of most of my samples so I had an idea of what they would look like. I have learned that Satin is a difficult fabric to work with because it frays easily and has a slippery finish. I have learned about dyeing both synthetic and natural fabrics, how to dye small and large pieces of fabrics and how to mix colours for a spotless finish. I have explored and learned a lot about freehand embroidery, enhancing my skills on the sewing machine, which was what I hoped I could improve, even though I am still not exceptional at embroidery, I am happy with how much I have practiced. I designed some of my samples with pencil, by sketching them out first and fabricated them with materials. I designed my pattern with the paintbrush and disperse dyes which I think was successful as it fit with my theme of gender as it was quite feminine and the garment it was on was masculine.

I chose to make my final piece a shirt with embroidery and a ruffle neck piece because I felt it was a major mix-up of feminine and masculine characteristics, meaning it doesn’t conform to a stereotypical masculine or feminine garment. I chose the structured shirt because of its masculine characteristics, as men typically wear simple long sleeve shirts with a collar, but opposed this by dyeing it Fuchsia, the colour society has linked strongly to femininity. I also took inspiration from my research around historical 1700s garments and sampled with lace and my feminine print. As I found a way to create a feminine style print with the disperse dyes, I felt like it would be fitting to juxtapose these two by printing it on lace, which was commonly worn by males around the neck in the form of a cravat. I also experimented with my embroidery and decided on creating a neck piece as I was inspired by Josef Storck’s lace collar I saw in the Victoria and Albert Museum. This ended up being quite feminine and linked in my Gucci research because of the multitude of bright coloured threads. I created a ruffled neckpiece too to link to my historical garment research and linked it into my running themes of gender, as they are typically worn by males and it gives a nod to the bright colours in my Gucci research too because of the print I disperse dyed onto it. My final piece is currently in an exhibition in the college refectory. I put my garment on a male mannequin, because the shirt I used for my final outcome is a male’s shirt that I dyed, it has broad shoulders and fit better on the male mannequin. I also think overall, with the shirt being pink it sways towards the more feminine side, so I think having it on a male mannequin brings it back to half feminine half masculine. Some of my most relevant printing samples and embroidery samples are mounted and displayed next to my garment too. The visible link is there because the print/dye samples and embroidery are both featured on my garment.

I have used a blog to annotate and reflect on my samples and plans, I think this was the best way for me because I work quicker on this platform than having to both mount them and annotate them in my sketchbook. When receiving feedback I would look at what I was given and try to take it into consideration for my next samples, the main source of feedback I got was from my tutor and classmates. In my proposal I originally set out to make a wearable garment which I achieved, although I did want to work on my pattern cutting and sewing skills by creating my garment from a pattern but I ran out of time in the end and decided to use dyeing and other techniques to build on the bought garment instead. In my proposal I also stated that I would explore plaster and wire again, as I enjoyed and excelled at that previously. I didn’t end up doing this, I got sidetracked because I didn’t intend on researching historical garments and once I did that my project took this path instead and other more relevant techniques became priority. This path was unexpected but successful and stayed relevant to my theme, although I would sample with wire and plaster if I had more time in the project. I also stated I would visit the Leeds Art Gallery and Hepworth Gallery for primary research and I went to neither. I did look on the websites and the only thing I thought would be relevant would be the Henry Moore exhibition at Leeds Art Gallery, which I didn’t think it would be worth going for as I’ve been before. Instead I decided to visit the Millennium Gallery in Sheffield, which didn’t give me much inspiration however the photos I took at the Victoria and Albert exhibition fit perfectly for the research that I did. This project has taught me that I really need to work on my time management skills and not leave everything until the last minute, it has also taught me that perseverance is important, I never thought I would create a large embroidery piece because of my thought on sewing machines but I did. It has also made me realise that I really want to go to University, but not to study design or construction. I think Fashion Promotion or Communication courses would suit me better. During this project, it has really pushed me to work as hard as I can and as quickly as I can, having to apply for University, going through the UCAS application and interview process at the same time has been difficult but made me work hard and has put me in the right mind frame for University.