#twintail gal

[dailyspicyfigures]

Twintail Gal ; Original Character ☆ Insight

[puppppppppy]

Ma’am

[aglaean]

a kiss that says thank you 

'Ah, are you in peril? Please, concern yourself not with my praises! I am merely doing what any noble-hearted princess would.' The 'noble-hearted princess' in question said in a rush, waving a gloved hand; a gesture that was somehow both an attempt at humble dismissiveness, and entirely self-congratulatory, stooping to help pick up some of the books that had slid onto the floor. 'Here, allowing such tomes to collect dust on the floor simply wouldn't do!'

L'Arachel, as usual, was deploying her special talent for stumbling into places she wasn't supposed to be. At the very least in this instance the person in trouble was appreciative of her help. Very appreciative, it seemed. Before she could even register what had happened, the mage (judging by her books), had dipped her purple head, with the hair twisted into such deeply fashionable twintails, and planted a kiss on her cheek. 'Oh! Well! Well, of course! Naturally- I mean to say. Um. You're welcome.'

Her words reached nothing but the empty air, the unnamed mage had disappeared, as if she'd stepped out of the classroom and into a heavy fog.

L'Arachel traced the soft imprint where lips had pressed, as if her gloves would come into contact with something physical. There it rested, strange against her cheek - kind of like a soft fizzing.

The words of a soldier she'd healed during the fight to defend Rausten came back to her. He'd been describing healing magic to her. Naturally, as one divinely gifted, (and because it would take a heinous amount of awkward manouvering to use the staff against herself whilst also ensuring the spell), she'd never stared down that end of a healing staff. How had he put it again? Well, it's sort of like when you rub your hands together, and there's that fuzzy sensation afterwards. It's warm, but alive, you know? She'd given him a skeptical look, shifting the staff to check if he'd sustained head wounds, but it was starting to make sense. So, this was a kiss.

It had been short, fleeting. Just a way to say thank you. She knew that on the road to spreading her name far and wide, she'd have notoriety, and fame, and... touch?

It wasn't that her uncle wasn't affectionate with her. Just that she hadn't allowed him to hazard the dignity of his title as the Pontifex of Rausten with such open displays of affection. Sometimes she felt untouchable. As if people's hands would burn in the radiance of her skin. Well...

That day, it was reported that the inheritor to the Pontifex of Rausten had been wandering the halls of Garreg Mach, a bemused smile on her face.

[peachcake2]

Them being gal pals

On a side note, I wish one of the hair styles they gave Peach in Showtime was twintails. Oh well, maybe if they make a Showtime 2.

[shraqsmuses]

You have Luvia's favorite pink girls, Junko and Baiken!!

She loves her pinkette's rough and crude~~

"What in the… I don't know who this Luvia girl is but what is she calling me 'rough and crude' for? I haven't been THAT brutish in a while! Does she think I'm gonna whip her the moment I look at her? That's nearly insulting!

"Nay. I plan for the downfall of my cohorts. Do you believe the Killing School Life was exclusively planned through the whimsical cacophony that rattled my mind in days that are a worthwhile distance away from the one in which we stand? I had to learn more about all of my classmates. Their motivations, talents, personalities, relationships amongst themselves, preferences, the things they abhor… All of this was taken into consideration as I devised what was ultimately a drama meant to appeal to my amusement.

"Then again… That got too boring for me. The thought of knowing everything that was gonna happen was going to put me in a really bad mood. I could already feel the tears swelling up to my eyes, engulfing my vision as the first case proceeded without any deviation from my plan. It made me realize just how empty my chest felt at that moment. I had to fill it with something that would give it the energy to keep the blood in my body flowing through its many vessels or there was a probable chance I might've just become catatonic… That's why I had to kill my sister. I had to fight through the remorse to keep myself alive. The woe of such a betrayal was what my heart demanded in order to convince my heart to keep my heart. She probably still hates me for that right now. Realistically, anyone would. I don't even know how I could make it up to her. Should I? She probably doesn't even want to see me again for the rest of her life.

"Does that make me rough and crude? Maybe. I wouldn't fight against the idea of being a vulgar woman. I can be crass if people want me to, even if I would rather be more personable. I think that's what I want to be right now."

"… I was plannin' on saying something back to that 'Luvia' gal but I don't really know if it would feel right after all that. I wasn't expecting her to spout all o… Wait.

"Hrmph!"

Baiken's arm arose from her white, loose sleeve and her feet lunged her body to the side before her fingers clasped onto Junko's pale arm. Her eyes peered at Junko's free arm, watching its fingers briefly wiggle in rapid waves before she took a step back and pulled her ensnared arm upward, causing the former to jolt in place and her foot to slide forward in a few milliseconds. Baiken's black coat swung forward along with her tattered sleeve while Junko's strawberry twintails blew behind her, her light blue eyes violently vibrating in place before they locked onto the ronin's lone, pink eye and eyepatch.

"I had a feelin' you still had some stress inside you despite that spiel you went on. There a reason why you threw your hands at me?"

"As my hypothalamus is currently distributing an abundance of cortisol to my nervous system as a result of my psyche remembering my distressing and complicated memories of my sister, I desire an apparatus I can compress so I can reduce the amount of it and possibly counteract it with the production of serotonin. If I were to allow myself to continue remembering these thoughts, there's a possibility my lacrimal glands will produce an excess of tears. I believe it imperative for me to compress a preferably pliable apparatus in order to aid in diminishing these distressing memories. I may resort to pleading in desperation should you choo--"

"ShhhRRSH! Errgh. I figured that's what you were aiming for. I usually don't have anything to say to people like you but given everything you just said…"

Baiken's wide thighs flexed and stretched her toeless greaves into the ground while her grip onto Junko's arm tightened before it swung it down and tossed it away from her. Just as she saw Junko's face and shoulders twist in her peripheral vision, Baiken launched her right shoulder forward and slammed it into the back of her cardigan, sending her blubber into a wobbling fit, loosening a few buttons and pulling down her black, spotted bra far enough to have her chest's fat plunge further away from her clothes.

"Don't try to 'squeeze' out any stress you're feeling if it's severely bothering you. It's better to face it straight on and acknowledge why it bothers you so much. Know what's distressing you and see if you have any way to fix it. That's all I have to say to you for now. Try using me as a stress toy again and the soil's gonna know the way you taste really well."

"Wh… I… Wait. Come back. No. B--But…

"PLEAAAASE come BAAAAAACK! Don't let my thoughts about my sister make me feel worse! I couldn't even do the cool counter I wanted to do against you! Waaaaaaaaaaaaahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

[kathbunny]

Practiced facial hair a bit!

You can tell who I'm the most proud of- it's the twintails gal. I love her. I wanna doodle her more with her beard styled or with a happy expression since I did her expression before anything else, she deserves it. It's also 11 pm for me though, so the gal can wait. I'd need to do more research anyway before doing that.

[brownhairedbookworm]

Soon enough, the tall, maroon-haired woman that just served them confidently walked out of the bistro, carrying an absolutely huge backpack behind her. It looked smooth, sleek, and featureless, save for a single vertical zipper on the inner side of the bag, hugging the girl's back. He set it down in the small amount of free space not taken up by the two wide-hipped gals. "Alright you two, just sit back. Gonna work my magic~."

Suddenly, the woman opened the zipper, and jumped into the backpack, closing it behind her. The bag started rustling, fidgeting, and squirming as some invisible process was taking place, until someone jumped out!

The girl now standing before Monika was completely unlike the person who went in; seemingly losing a full foot of height and looking far, far rounder in the process. Dressed in wear that was casual but thick, two fluffy, straw-blonde twintails and a dark beanie framed the woman's impish face. It was impossible to pick out any similarity between her and the waitress.

"I think she's already introduced me a bit, but I'm Desuhiko Thunderbolt! Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Monika." She struck a bow-like pose before looking back up at her.

"...Whoa!" Monika blinks. "That's... that's a hell of a disguise!" Monika steps back, to give him space. "Nice to properly meet you, Desuhiko!"

Monika bows in return, smiling.

[lovelandfrogispookybear]

4: New Life

Eddie's pov

My leg shivers. Something stretches up my calf, over my jeans.

I sit up.

The vines circle around me. I strain for my cigarettes and lighter, but can't reach them.

"Help! Anybody!" I shout. Nothing happens. The vines get closer to my face, ensnaring around my chest and making it hard to breathe. The vines are wet and cold, and they pulse and ooze in a way that makes me want to throw up.

Then I'm freed. Something tears at the vines, ripping them away from me. It's a person. A small girl. Another human. For a moment, I gape in surprise. Then, I regain feeling in my lower body and lunge at her, hugging her.

"Thank you! You, are no joke, the coolest, I owe you big time, you just saved my life!" I exclaim, the words tumbling out quickly. The person pulls away. I examine her. She has light hair pulled into two twintails, and shaded glasses obscure her face.

She murmurs a small sound, nods at me, and skitters out the door.

"Wait!" I call. She doesn't turn back. I stumble up, grab my backpack, and follow her. She's fast. I can hardly keep up as she weaves through vines and slides under debris.

I stop. My chest is heaving, sweat pours down my face. But the girl has stopped too. She's perched on a block of rubble, staring at me with her head cocked.

"Hey," I try to start conversation again, but she stays silent. I rummage though my bag, and pull a mildly crushed Zotz out. I unwrap it, and hold it out. The girl tentatively reaches out, and stuffs the Zotz in her mouth.

"Hey."

"She speaks!" I chuckle.

"Hey."

"Say anything other then 'hey'?" I ask, unwrapping another Zotz and placing it near me. She takes it, and perches next to me.

"Anything other than hey?" She asks. Her voice is raspy, and the words sound clunky. "I say... where. I say who. I say fuck."

"Fuck? You must be a sturdy gal if your going around in here saying words like that."

"Yes... I a sturdy gal." She straights up, and pulls her glasses off. I examine her eyes. They're bright green, so bright it's one of the only colors I can make out on her, and are so wide they take up nearly a fourth of her face. She notices my surprised face, and places the glasses back on.

"Your eyes..." I trail off. They must be some sort of side affect from being here in the dark all the time.

"Yes... my eyes. My eyes are..."

"Big? A little freaky if you will?" I laughed. "Not in a bad way. You need bigger eyes, right? To absorb more light, to see in all this darkness?"

She nods slowly.

"It's dark. No light, no," She fumbles over the words.

"Is it always dark here?" I ask, guessing at what she's trying to say.

"Yes. Always dark," She confirms.

"Do you have a home here, or perhaps just a place you just stay and rest up at?" I ask. This kid, she can't be older than Dustin. There is no way this sad little child is sleeping under benches and surviving exposed every night.

"Home." She stand up, grabs my wrist, and starts running. Her grip is surprisingly strong, and I have no choice but to keep up. She effortlessly hops over rubble and dodges vines, and I stumble behind her.

Then she stops running. We've reached a large metal culvert, and she steps forward. I watch as she sweeps a thin slice of cloth aside, revealing a tiny camp. There's a cushion on the ground, presumably for sleeping. A few containers lie stacked in a corner, and a box of something lies spilled in the corner.

"Any chance you have some water in this home of yours?" I ask.

"Water!" She reaches for the containers, and pulls out a plastic tub of clear liquid. I snatch it from her, and drink it eagerly.

"Does it rain here? Where the hell did you find this?"

She reaches for my arm, and looks ready to drag me somewhere else again.

"Never mind. It doesn't matter," I say. I watch as the girl grabs a bent up box from atop the containers of water, and rummages through the pile in the corner. She comes up with a stick. She pokes it into the dirt, and lights up the tip with a lighter she removes from her scuffed up boot. The heat and flames make the vines instantly recoil, and illuminates the girl. I can now tell her hair is a dusty blonde, and her glasses are red. Her ears are big, and cone shaped. She's wearing dark red pants, worn out black boots, and her shirt appears to be made from a familiar material. I look down at my arms, and back at the shirt. Striped material, blue and white I can now tell.

"Were you- was that? Did you?"

She cocks her head.

"Was it you? Were you the one that helped bandage me up and hide me from, from whatever those things out there are?"

"That doesn't matter." She shrugs.

"Whatever. I need to take these off anyway." My fingers search for the edge of the fabric along my neck. I find it, and peel it back. The smell of metallic blood fills the air, and the girl whips around. Her eyes flash underneath her glasses, and she lunges at me.

"What- what the hell?" I try to break free from her, but she keeps me pinned down as she ties the cloth back down. Her fingers are long and slim, and her nails are short and ragged.

"Bandage STAYS," she whispers. I stumble back.

"Wh- what's wrong? Marinading in my own blood cannot be healthy for me. This thing smells rancid and that does not seem healthy!" I laugh nervously.

"Blood smell bad," she insists.

"Well yeah that's what I said-"

A loud roar cuts me off. The girl whips her hear around. She slinks to the front of the culvert, and looks around outside. She scurries back, and shoves me into a corner.

"Stay. Stay. Stay." She repeats. I watch as she disappears out the culvert.

[cowbot-lumberjane]

I'd like to shout out games like: Covert Critter by Sodaraptor

Metal Gear meets lizards with crunchy colourful graphics and delightful character designs! What's not to love! Hypnagogia ALSO by Sodaraptor

Less of a horror experience and more of an introspective one with poppy designs and wonderfully surreal places and people to visit.

Lunistince by A Grumpy Fox

A SUPERB PSX/Dreamcast Sonic inspired fast paced platformer with bright vibrant levels and an adorable main character

DoubleShake by RightStick Studios LLC

Inspired by the likes of Tomba! and other brighter PSX titles, this one's about grappling and shaking your way across 2.5D levels as a cute gal with twintails!

THERE'S SO MANY OTHER WAYS TO USE HOW GAMES ON THE PLAYSTATION LOOKED!!! And we should use them! I'm not saying that making more PSX horror games is BAD, far from it! I'm just saying that the PlayStation had a rich variety of games! Platformers! RPGs! Shooters! Racers! Sports! Arcade! SO MUCH STUFF! If you're a game developer who wants to make a PSX inspired game, study more than just the gritty material! There's so many wonderful things to take inspiration from!

my real hope is that the PSX aesthetic can break free of only being used for horror/gritty projects. Yes crunchy PSX textures and warping and such look really good with dark colours and shadows and blood and rust and whatnot but Spyro also existed! Crash also existed! Jumping Flash, Mega Man Legends, The Misadventures of Tron Bonne. All bright colourful non-horror or gritty games!!! There's more to be made than a cutesy platformer with a horror twist! Please!!!!

[aler-ii]

"Hime Gyaru Set!" by alerii

surpriseee!! I finally learnt how to create meshes so uhhh *quietly hands over this set*. This set is based on the Hime Gyaru substyle translating to "Princess Gal" which combines the flashy and expressive element of Gal with a princess-like, elegant and girly flair. It's one of my fav substyles of Gal and I hope you will all like it too!! ^_^

psst i also made a ytb process vid so pleek check it out: https://youtu.be/ZVizQ5Fa2Rs

Basic info

• A set of 10 items based off the Hime Gyaru Subculture • All LODS • Custom Thumbnails • BGC • Made with fem frame but should work for masc frame • Accs + nails have abt 5 swatches each and hairs have all EA colours • High poly-ish. Highest polycount items (hairs) go up to ≈25-30k. Lowest poly acc is "Hime Acc 1" with 3.2k polys. General item polycount is 5k - 30k. Please be careful with polycounts. • If there are any issues, please tell me • Respect my TOU • Consider supporting me on Ko-Fi!

📂 DOWNLOAD: SimFileShare | Google Drive [free, no ads]

Credits!

A really big thank you to these creators as without them, I couldn't have made this at all.

@nolan-sims for the flower acc @femmeonamissionsims for the ribbon @tekri for the hair textures and base for poofy twintails hair

[batazero]

💗💛💚 . . . . . #illustration #art #artwork #digitalart #comicart #drawing #drawing #sketch #originalcharacter #gyaru #gal #neogal #twintail #platform #イラスト #イラストグラム #ツインテール #鬼 #ギャル #ネオギャル https://www.instagram.com/p/CKy1SmzJk5J/?igshid=8w7sqi333wzf

[fatum-afterhours]

[shslprince]

4, 9 and 13 for the art ask? :D

4) favorite thing to draw

I’ve already answered this but I’ll add honestly harumaki is basically everything I love to draw. Long twintails, thigh highs, cutesy and scary expressions, a striking red color scheme… she truly is the perfect gal

9) show us a finished piece right alongside the original sketch

Unfortunately I rarely keep sketches since I delete those layers after cleanup (or bc of procreate’s limited layer count per canvas size jdjfkhj) but! I usually keep ‘em for bigger pieces/zines. Here’s one from the cat zine:

13) how long do you usually take on a piece?

Depends! I try to knock things out in one sitting, so a couple hours? But I also tend to do a sketch one day and finish it up the next. Bigger projects like comics take much longer the more pages there are, since there’s a lot to consider (pacing/panel composition/readability/script/etc) but it’s really fun putting them together!

[hatake]

Fave Gyaru Models ☆

My last post was an art update; this one is completely off topic with no relation to that whatsoever LOL.

Today I want to talk about three of my favorite gyaru models 💖

I draw inspiration for gal from lots of different people and places, but these models have had a huge influence on my style since I started wearing gyaru 💕

Ria Chii

IG: ria.38

The first is still the love of my life my fave gal model and was my biggest makeup inspiration when I first started gal! Miss Ria Chii 💘💘💘

She's so beautiful I could cry 😭💘 Gyaru models I find prettiest tend to have distinct noses; prominent noses and gyaru makeup are a great pair imo ❤

Ria was an Ageha model back in the day and modeled for other gal brands as well 💖 The way she does her eye make, makes it look like her eyes are always smiling (so cute 💕). A lot of gal makeup focuses on a droop in terms of eye shape, but hers has always had more emphasis on creating a "peak" at the top. I still really love her makeup, even if I don't attempt to recreate if like I used to!! She's just too pretty 💓

Yun Yuchi

IG: yunaaaaa.x

The gal, the goddess, the one and only 😩💞💗💕 Yun!!

She has to be one of the most popular (former) Egg models amongst the gaijin comm imo 🤔 And how could she not, she's the best 😭💘I remember saving an eye make tutorial she had posted on her blog and trying to follow it like crazy everytime I wore gal (with varying results) 😂💕

One thing that initially drew me to Yun was her teeth! She has them straightened now, but back in her Egg days, she had what I used to call "quirky teeth", which were basically teeth that aren't straight. (Flashback to when I didn't know abt Japan's yaeba trend lol) My teeth have always been "quirky" (read: a lil fucked up 😆) and to see a model with a similar smile was a confidence booster for me for sure!!

Himena Ousaki

IG: himena_ousaki

Last but certainly not least, is queen of hime gyaru herself, Himena!! 👑💖✨

While Ria and Yun had a huge impact on my makeup, Himena had a big influence on my style. I don't wear hime gyaru as often as I used to (I guess I would describe my style more as gayru kei), but I definitely still use elements of it (esp when it comes to hair!)

Himena really set the standard for hime gyaru and agejo imo!! Her old looks are still plastered inspiration boards everywhere and rightfully so (they're so gorg and cute 😍💓) Anytime I have tried twintails, she has always been my inspiration. My collection of hair accessories and need to tease my hair are definitely bc of her and Ayano Tokumaru (La Pafait shop staff).

Even now, I tab all the pages in my Ageha magazines that have Himena in them 😂💕

So, there we have it! Three of my favorite gyaru models. I do wish Ria and Himena didn't edit their photos so much these days, but I still love them regardless 😢💘

If you made it this far, thanks so much for reading!! ❤💕 Let me know who some of your fave gyaru models are 😘💖

♡ lala

[asura-zoro]

I feel like you and perona would be a v good match

Hmmm, I do love a gal with twintails... and goth gals.