I am here today to show you how to put on a wig and, well, not want to stab yourself in the eye afterwards. The thing with wigs, is they’re essentially like everything else in cosplay: in order to finish with a good result, you need to start with a good beginning. So, here we go.
I see you. I see you when you shake your head and roll your eyes. I hear when you mutter “permissive parent” as you pass. I hear your children when they ask why the girl with the colored hair has a “bald face”. We don’t mind the curiosity. If you can use a peaceful voice & give us some room in our bubble we don’t mind explaining. But we do mind when you act disgusted, use hurtful words, or just generally look on disapprovingly. The pretty girl with the colored hair is almost 5. She didn’t have an easy start to life. Some of what she experienced she remembers. Some of it she doesn’t. She also spent years screaming in pain at strange moments until a doctor visit taught us that she has a condition where certain sounds in the every day cause her extreme pain. Then earlier this year her face began to change. One by one her eyelashes began to disappear. We discovered that this tiny person has Trichotillomania, a condition where a person under extreme stress and anxiety compulsively pulls their hair out. After her eye lashes disappeared her eyebrows slowly began to go as well. I was afraid the hair on her head would go next. So when she asked for pink hair, I jumped on board. Multi colored hair too? Absolutely. We can’t always control the sounds in her world. But I can give her control over her own body and her hair. So far with her pride in her colored hair she has yet to pull it out. So, polite questions are welcome in public. But rude gestures and and statements are not. They generally lead to her pulling more hair out. Dont judge this beautiful little girl by her beautiful cover. I see you. And more importantly, she sees you.
I really enjoy seeing everyone’s Ryder’s and the differences between them all, but I can’t stand it when I see hair styles/colors that are unnatural or flowing free. I’m enlisted in the US, and being held to listed and extremely specific appearance standards, I internally cringe when I see Ryder’s with multi colored hair that’s flowing in the wind. SO out of regs and so impractical, haha. Very pretty/handsome though.
So, this is a good way to show subtle pride if you have long hair that I’m doing today- (this is a horrible picture so I’ll probably replace it later)
1) buy a pack of multi-colored ponytails
2) braid your hair to the side but don’t go for very long. The idea is to have a little bit of braid and a lot of hair left over.
3) use the ponytails to make your pride flag (may be difficult for people with a lot of colors, but you can buy thinner ponytails and it should work just fine)
4) have pride.
As some of you may have noticed on the demo, we here at KTT Inc. love references and cameos. And those of you that follow the game closely, may already know that one of the areas of the game will be an Inn, where guests stay while Amaya works her hocus pocus on them.
As such, we decided to open up some slots for cameos of your OC’s to be guests at the Inn! We have 4 slots available, so reblog this post with your character’s picture reference along with a brief description for us to write flavor text and dialogue! (we will run this by you for approval, so don’t worry about your character saying stuff they wouldn’t!). If you’d rather not share your character publicly, you can also send the info to email@example.com!
Conditions are the following: - Must be an adult human (or an adult version of your child character, if you’d like) - Must have single color hair (as in, no rainbows or multi-colored streaks) - A reason to visit the Inn (a curse, possession, tourism, spoopy stuff. This suggestion might be subject to change on our end.) -They will be wearing the Inn’s yukata (Pictured above. You don’t need to draw them with it, you can send the references with any clothes) to fit into the universe. They will have their own pixel sprite made by Rann and portrait drawn by Nuei.
We will select 4 characters and announce them on February 21st!
Summary: In this colorless world, her vision was painted with streaks of the rainbow whenever she saw him and that was enough to start a rebellion.
“Good job, kid.”
Jungkook laughed as Yoongi’s hand made contact with his
head, ruffling his hair, and as Jimin tackled him in a large hug, forcing a
kiss upon his cheek. Jungkook clutched his diploma tightly in his hands as the
other boys pushed themselves onto Jungkook, ignoring the strange whispers and
murmurs as the higher-class judged them. Jungkook heard a quick whisper of
“he’s an orphan” because the boys detached themselves from his back but
continued the praises.
(I struggled to get all this done today while moving, so I’m sorry if it seems a little rushed! Happy Valentines!)
Roadhog was sitting on the closed lid of the toilet in the junkers’ crowded little bathroom, reading another of his old paperback novels. His drooping gaze scanned it as hurriedly as he could, knowing full well that this was likely the only chance to get to read this particular novel before it was ruined. The book was already burnt on the edges and starting to bend and break from the elements, and now it was discentigrating before his very eyes, spattered with water and wilting from steam. As another splash arced his way, he lifted the book up towards the ceiling and tried to keep reading.
“She’s gonna love this, Roadie! A clean, fresh bloke for Valentines Day! You know how many kisses I’m gonna get today? Yeah, she won’t be able to resist all them primal lady urges when she sees all this!” Junkrat sat on his plastic stool in the middle of the shower, bombarding himself with scalding water as he leaned to fill his up his purloined tupperware container and dumped it over his head. He was looking a bit more like a drowned rat than a junk rat, wild swathes of blond hair now sopping wet and drooping all over his head, stuck in a rather grotesque manner across his eyes and face. He was hunched over like a gargoyle on his chair, using his remaining limbs to awkwardly maneuver himself as the water flowing down his body came away black and gray, swirling down a drain that was already bubbling and threatening to clog. Again.
“She probably won’t recognize you,” Hog grunted, lifting his book again as Junkrat filled up his container and missed as he tried to douse himself.
“That’s cause I’m a new man! This is gonna blrlrb-” He doubled over in a fit of coughing as he threw water directly into his own face whilst trying to talk, sputtering loudly before continuing on. “This is gonna be perfect, a real gentleman’s-type holiday. It’s gotta be classy. Okay, hand me all them bottles. We’re gonna turn this Junkrat into a Hunkrat. Okay, how do I… Oi, Roadie, what’s the difference between shampoo and conditioner?”