all that fire hair was so much fun

Literally how I became happy.

A lot of you guys are always concerned about me because the more that I share, the more you realize I’m a real person with struggles and issues and I’m not 100% okay 100% of the time haha so I just wanna give an update and share some insight on how I’ve been doing and what I’ve been working on.
The hair cut is the visible part. The change is sooooo real. I look like a different person but I seriously FEEL like one. Surface changes: I live in Tennessee. I have short blonde hair. I’ve now dated two guys that I actually loved. I own a house and a car. Before, I lived in California, I had freaking long brown hair, I shared a mini van with four other people, I’d never been on a date and truly questioned whether I’d ever meet anyone that liked me for who I was, I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life past like two years into the future and I felt like I would live with my parents forever. So a lot of big things have changed but honestly the biggest changes happened inside with less visible results. You can only see it in my smile and hear it in my words. But really you’ll see it in my actions over the next 12 months. It’s just the beginning.
I honestly don’t know where it came from. The last six years I have been so passive. My life has been happening to me. There have been some breakthrough moments where I learned a lot about myself and my confidence and self love, yes. I had some good times for sure. But as far as knowing what I want and where I wanna go, I was not good at that. I felt SO powerless and began to withdraw more and more, in my friendships, my career, our band, my family, everything. I shared so little each day, I had so few ideas, I didn’t create much, I only wrote when I was really upset or inspired (which wasn’t that often), I had no social life, no vision for myself, no confidence that anyone would ever love me and I just wasn’t living a rich life at all. I was an observer hoping that one day someone or something would come along and make my life actually enjoyable. I was constantly waiting. I journaled a lot and released a lot of emotion, that part was good. I just felt like I was living in a cave, stuck in the past, not doing much each day to actually experience life.
Then we moved across the country. *shock* *panic* *whoa*. That was the first time I was really shaken up.
Then I had my heart broken. Twice. I fell in love and both times it didn’t work out. I NEEDED that, to meet people who actually got me and appreciated my personality and loved all my quirks and my strange mind and how childlike I am. For the first time I felt understood. I wouldn’t change a thing. I was so closed off for so long and suddenly I was ripped open. Someone was asking for my time and attention and I had to give it to them. I was so scared but I really wanted to experience that side of life so I had to let those people see me and experience who I was. It was so good for me omg. I felt like my heart was shriveled and frozen before that, it had seen the sun maybe three times, but once that happened it absolutely bloomed. Not everyone has to fall in love to open their heart but for me that’s how it happened.
Anyway it was really intense and pushed me to the edge, dealing with that loss. I cut off all my hair. I just had enough. I was so drained. I had felt so vulnerable throughout my dating experiences, such a long period of trusting and hoping after so many years of doing the opposite, I guess I became a little over exposed. I pictured myself feeling tough and strong after a particularly intense weekend of fighting and I saw myself with no hair. It was kind of a crazy idea at first but it turned into a real desire. After a few days of thinking it over, I took the plunge.
What. A. Rush.
Suddenly I just wanted to feel alive. I went a little overboard but I did so many things. Concerts, road trips, bonfires, social plans nonstop, shopping, reinventing my style… I was really hurting during this time and I just wanted to feel better. I don’t regret doing so much but I’m glad I came down after a month and examined myself. I realized how much I was hurting and I faced it. I felt scared, hurt, abandoned, broken and vulnerable but it was comforting to identify that. Once you face it, you can feel it, release it and eventually let it go.
In October I realized I wanted more. I actually had dreams. Cutting my hair showed me I could have an idea, see it through and that it could actually go well! I wanted that on a bigger scale. I started writing again, all the time. I took an interest in my appearance again. Before, I just wanted people to think I’m pretty. Of course I still do but now it’s so much more than that. It actually is for me. When my outfit/makeup/overall look matches my mood, I feel so much more confident, comfortable with myself and ready to take on the day. Even in my work out clothes, I always try to coordinate them now and make them feel good because I know I just do more with my day when I feel confident and ready to put myself out there. You don’t need to look perfect AT ALL, in fact sometimes that can cause more stress because it puts more pressure on you. Just take the time to put yourself together and feel GOOD about what you’re wearing each day. It seriously makes a huge difference. And especially DO NOT wear anything that makes you feel bad. GET RID OF IT!!!! All your clothes should make you feel cute in some way.
Idk how this happened but I kind of just realized nothing is a big deal. The way I used to live, EVERYTHING was a HUGE deal. Texting a guy? Leaving the house? Spending 30 dollars? Calling someone first? All terrifying things I dreaded and avoided at all costs. I had to work through so much INTENSE anxiety when I first started dating, it was really sad how much that freaked me out and how much I had to work through just to get to a point where I felt comfortable going on one date or being the object of a man’s attention. I felt so incredibly unworthy.
Anyway, maybe it was the hair cut but sometime around then I just became really bold. Right now I feel like almost nothing scares me. My biggest fear is probably trusting people that have hurt me. That’s one thing I can think of that I’m struggling with and truly terrifies me, trying to rebuild broken relationships. I’m having help working through that. Other than that, there are so few things I won’t try, won’t pursue, won’t say to someone. I am becoming more bold, confident, comfortable in my own skin and sure of myself with each passing second. I just feel GOOD. Nothing is that big of a deal! Seriously force yourself to take more risks and you’ll quickly understand what I mean. You can spend weeks, months, even years fearing things and trying to predict what will happen but once you finally do them you’ll see just how unnecessary all that stress was. Nothing is that hard, that daunting, that permanent. Heck, even tattoos can be removed these days.
I think that was the biggest change of all so far: the removal of fear. Fear used to be the gas in my tank, it absolutely fueled me. Now it’s faith. I am so ON FIRE for my life!!!!!! I have so many exciting dreams I want to pursue, so much I want to create, so many places I want to go, things I want to experience, learn, master, people I want to meet and be around….. I love it all. I decide what I want and I go after it. I look at myself in the mirror and I smile. I’m starting to look as bold and unique as I feel. The long hair was beautiful and fun and maybe one day I’ll want it back but for now, it just feels too plain for how colorful and out of the box my mind is. I always used my mind a lot but I wasn’t exploring it much before. Now that I’m embracing my unconventional brain, I just want to express that openness and share it with the world.
Also I’ve noticed I’m getting disappointed comments from traditional, conformist men I never wanted to date anyway that used to love my hair 😂 so no offense but I was never interested in you anyway, there are soooooo many long haired women in the world you can comment on that you’ll probably never even meet but i’m just one less you need to worry about hahaha. All of the bold men that liked me before just like me more now. And I think it’s because I also like myself more! Confidence attracts confidence! I’m growing into the baller I was born to be and it’s just helping me attract more ballers 😂😂
Anyway, I feel so much more confident in myself, men or no men. It’s funny cuz I finally stopped worrying about guys and now I actually interact with them the way I always wanted to hahaha.
I no longer rely on the approval of others to get through the day. I no longer feel paralyzed by fear every morning and night. I no longer ponder whether I’m worthy of a date or not. I no longer look in the mirror and sigh. I no longer think of the future as a blurry grey blob filled with hopelessness, uncertainty and fear. I know it will be whatever I make it and I am going to make it freaking phenomenal.
That’s a huge key, putting YOURSELF in the drivers seat. Forget this message of victimization. You are the person holding yourself down but YOU can be the one to lift yourself up!!!! Wow I just got a huge craving for meat loaf and mashed potatoes. HAHAHA. Anyway, put yourself in control. Ask God for guidance. Trust that you are taken care of always because YOU ARE. Embrace yourself. Stop thinking you have to be perfect. Stop thinking you’re unlovable. Realize how cool you are and how much you have going for yourself. Jump in and try things. Stop thinking you have to be “ready”. THE LESSONS OF FAILURE ARE FAR MORE VALUABLE THAN THE PRIZES OF SUCCESS!!!!!!!!!!!
On that note, go kill it. Embrace yourself. Blossom. Live. Come alive. You got this 👊🏼💗

This is actually something that I drew a few days ago bUT I really wanted to draw something and I wasn’t sure what exactly and I’ve had this particular idea for a long time so I GAVE IT A SHOT AND I’M SO SO HAPPY WITH HOW IT CAME OUT.  I’ve always thought that some of Robin’s hair styles that had her braiding or doing something with the sides of her hair were really pretty (though the short style that Carinus has is my fave obvs iaeirg.)  So I just had this idea of mama Carinus braiding and pulling Lucina’s hair back in a pony tail for her one day and putting white flowers in it because she thought it looked pretty on her and Lucina would love it and (*’v`丱)☆+゜

This was so, so much fun, I think I had the most fun with her hair.  I originally had it down and then the parts of her hair that were braided pulled back but I couldn’t get it to look the way I wanted it too so I tried putting it all up and I LOVE IT SO MUCH *゜✲ฺ(✿◕ฺ ∀◕ฺ)ฺノ゜* This whole thing I just couldn’t be happier with like uGH aoerihg  Also fun fact, with the flowers, I was trying to carry over the flowers from Lucina’s (just S?) support with male Robin.  I DON’T KNOW THE FULL CONTEXT BEHIND THEM I haven’t seen their support yet but I thought mama Carinus would find them pretty on her baby girl.

Reasons I Dig Stonebear Hold:
  • BIG people
  • really fun accent
  • climbing races to settle fights
  • named lots of locations after ladies which i can totally get behind
  • great lighting for selfies
  • HAvE yOU SEEn HOw PReTTy It IS thERE??
  • Punishment Fortress built for god sports
  • SO much fur
  • climate-appropriate female dress
  • ALL the man tiddies are out (aesthetically i dig it but are y’all ok? you need a blanket?? some soup??)
  • get a cool free nickname if you set your hair on fire
  • allowed my party to use their crafting stations pRAISE THE MAKER <3
  • the mascot is a big-ass bear and she’s nice
  • they let me maul people with the bear
  • and then I got to adopt her kinda
  • idk how they got there but ppl are just chillin on those rock stacks out in the middle of the ocean and it looks like a good time tbh
  • got a cool system of marriage that isn’t permanent so you can totally leave once your trial period is up
  • helped me fuckin WREK the naughty war-god-summoning Avvar asshats (who dropped some quality loot, btw)
  • everyone was super nice and no one bashed my mages because theyre super cool with magic and spirits and I’m p sure someone said “welcome stranger” to me like 900 times and I did. I did feel welcome.

anonymous asked:

May I request Mewberty Marco. Everything seems to be under control with him until Marco doesn't go back to normal at the time he should. Humans aren't supposed to go true Mewberty so the effects last a couple of days instead of a couple of hours?

Sure! This was a lot of fun to write! I already did a Marco mewberty fic but I did this one too because it was a lot of fun and I wanted to update and make it better lol. Because the other one wasn’t really the same as this request! I hope you like it! Enjoy!


“It must be from spending so much time in Mewni. I told Star he shouldn’t be eating the food there.” Glosseryk shook his head. Tom looked in awe at Marco. He was floating in the middle of the room with six arms and big red butterfly wings. He had four eyes as well, all glowing and his hair was floating up, like it was made of fire.

“How do I fix him!?” Tom cried. Glosseryk didn’t seem to care, he kept going through his bag of chips and shrugged.

“It’s mewberty, let it run it’s course.” He told the demon. Tom was about to protest when he heard Marco speak in an odd sounding voice.

“Deeeeeeeemon~!” He gushed. Om looked up at him oddly before Marco tackled him down in a hug. Marco lifted his hands up and stuck a red heart on Tom’s forehead. “Miiiine.” He said in a very low voice. He then started spinning some sort of web out of his finger tips and trapped Tom against the wall.

“Glosseryk! Help!” Tom cried. But the magic man was on his way back into his book.

“Nothing I can do, mewberty only lasts a few hours. Until then just humor him and don’t let him take any other boys prisoner. It took us weeks to find all the ones Star hid.” Glosseryk rolled his eyes. Tom was about to responded but Marco grabbed his face.

“No one else. Just youuuuu.” He sang. Tom got a nervous look on his face.

“Are you gonna eat me or something?” He asked. Marco giggled and stuck more hearts on Tom’s face.

“Miiiine.” He shook his voice. “Deeeeemon~” Marco said again. Tom looked confused and then Marco moved in, giving him a bunch of kisses on the face. “My demon, my boyfrieeeend!” He giggled. Tom blushed.

“Oh, I think I see what’s happening.” Tom finally saw. Glosseryk rolled his eyes.

“You dated Star, how do you not know what mewberty is?” He asked. “Marco will become obsessed with the things he likes, even more so to the things he’s attracted to.” He proclaimed. “So you’re in for a rough night, kid.” Glosseryk added, before jumping in his book.

Tom looked up at Marco who was flying right in front of him. Tom was wrapped in Marco’s red, heart web and attached to where the ceiling met the wall. “Uh… hi?” Tom smiled. Marco grinned very big and grabbed Tom’s face.

“Deeeeeeeemon~” He sang again. Tom blushed deeper and watched the mewberty human spin more webs and kept throwing Tom smiles.


“What do I do? It’s been days! I thought you said mewberty only lasted a few hours?” Tom asked. Glosseryk nodded, scooping out a handful of pudding.

“Perhaps it affects humans differently. Has he calmed down a bit at least?” Glosseryk asked. “I mean, you no longer look like you’re being held prisoner.” He added. Tom nodded and looked around to try and find the butterfly human.

“Yeah he toned it down but-” Tom was cut off when a red, heart web shot out of nowhere and wrapped up Tom. Marco sprung forward and pulled Tom in for a kiss. When he pulled away Tom looked over at Glosseryk. “I’m still sort of a prisoner.” Tom admitted. Marco giggled at him and Glosseryk narrowed his eyes.

“You like the attention don’t you?” He asked. Tom blushed and got an angry look.

“I’m being doted over by my boyfriend, can’t you let me enjoy this?” Tom demanded. Marco giggled and kept sticking more and more hearts on his face. Tom looked down at him and smiled big. Marco swooped in for a kiss.

“Myyyyyy deeeemon!” Marco sang. “Myyyy Tooommy!” He giggled. Tom smiled big and looked up at the magic man.

“How long is this going to last?” He asked.

“Are you asking because you want it to end… or you want it to continue?” Glosseryk asked. Tom rolled his eyes and looked down at Marco.

“Well I’m worried!” He insisted. Tom then trailed off. “But at the same time… this is really nice.” Tom added.

“Marco will be fine. It will wear off in time. And at the rate I observed you probably have about three more days of Marco acting like a lovestruck fool.” Glosseryk explained. Tom smiled big and went to hug Marco. Marco smiled and when Tom hugged him, he wrapped him up in his webbing and stuck him on the wall.

“Yoooou staaaaay heeeeere!” Marco smiled. He then flew up closer and kissed Tom’s nose. “I want my demon here!” He sang.

“I’m not going anywhere Marco.” Tom laughed. Considering that he was going through an outer-dimension molt, the fact he was trapping him and sort of keeping him a prisoner wasn’t as weird as it could be. The circumstances made it funny, and even a little cute. Tom wasn’t shown much affection at home, the underworld tended to be a cold place. So he didn’t mind this. He actually liked it. It was nice, and he was going to have a lot of fun teasing Marco about it later on. Marco kept sticking hearts on Tom’s head while the demon giggled.

Star opened the front door and pranced in. “Hey guys! I’m back from home! I had a trip to Mew i and I-” She cut off when she saw the house covered in heart webs and Tom was stuck to the wall, being cuddled and kissed by Marco; who had wings and six arms. She stood there for a moment and raised her eyebrows.

“I shouldn’t have let you eat Mewni food.” Star sighed, She looked over at Tom. “Sorry, Tom.” She sighed. Tom giggled as Marco kissed him over and over.

“I don’t mind.” He assured. Star rolled her eyes.

“You guys are gross.” She grumbled, but smiled to herself. “Grossly adorable.” Star giggled. She watched Tom laugh bush while Marco kissed him and covered him with those sticky hearts. She gushed at her cute friends. “Too cute!” Star giggled again.

Request: Hi I love your imagines!! Well anyway I was wondering if you could make one about Alex and y/n going on a trip together kind of like the one he’s on right now? lol
Note: Here it is, longer than anticipated but hopefully good enough for you guys! Let me know ;-)

Tag: (for all those voters in this) @ubberagnarssons @lumpyqueen97 @ceridwenofwales @maplesdoodles @rockyrascal @itharley
Words: 3587
Warning: Fluff, a big amount

Family is forever, or so is said. Although this wasn’t real family it felt like it. And family like this did everything together. You thought, after hanging months together on set they would grew tired of each other but it worked the other way around. They planned a road trip, Alex and Marco, and you as Alex his girlfriend were invited, just as your best friend Ida, who played Margrethe and was the main cause for you and Alex to fall in love. You looked down in a newspaper, letting your eyes wave over the pages without showing any interest in what was written down. ‘You know there will be nothing new in that newspaper. It’s two days old.’ Alex chuckled, resting his head from behind you on your shoulder. You arched your back and looked a little aside to his head.
‘Why you have it laying around there?’
‘To entertain you.’ He snuggled his nose in your neck and you wrapped your arm behind and embraced his head.
‘There are other ways to entertain me Alex.’ You reacted. He lifted his head and looked to you, turning the barstool you were sitting on in his direction.
‘We need to pack.’
‘I already did.’ You smiled innocent, wrapping his T-shirt into your fists, pulling him between your legs against your body.
‘You can help me than.’ He whispered, placing his lips on yours. You let his shirt loose, resting your chuckles against his stomach underneath it, enjoying this attention he gave you. He caressed your face before he pulled back, his fingers resting in your hair. ‘I need to pack.’ He signed. You pulled a smile up, stroking his T-shirt flat again.
‘I will help.’
‘Thank you.’ He placed a kiss on your lips and walked away.
‘Only if,’ you began. He froze and turned around, rolling his eyes because he was already knowing what you were going to ask. ‘where we are going.’ You flashed your eyelashes more than once and he shook his head.
‘You will have your Grand Canyon.’ He applied to your question. You cheered, jumping from your seat before running over to him. You were a huge nature fanatic, the grand Canyon stood somewhere on top of your list. Him saying you would go there just sparked your energy even more. You pecked in his lips, pulling him towards his bedroom to help him pack. You wanted to hit the road, you wanted to see what America had to offer. And you wanted to do it with the people you loved, Alex was the center of that.

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some sarchengsey roadtrip things

  • in maryland, they stop at a 24-hour diner in baltimore and a bunch of rowdy looking street punks crash their table to invite them to a warehouse party that johns hopkins students are throwing just a little past the notorious art kid-filled copycat building. henry is practically falling asleep in the booth but mention of a skate ramp and bonfire and a dancefloor wake him right up and they agree to go because why the hell not – and it’s everything they were promised and more. gansey gets drunk and kisses a frat boy who looks a whole lot like declan lynch while henry and blue dance with the same girl between both of their bodies (her name is mikaela and she’s a printmaking major but what really matters is that she’s warm and giggly and more than happy to be in the middle of a henry-blue sandwich). 
  • in pennsylvania, they drive through expansive rural farmlands that are lush and green and the air smells sweet and crisp. they stay in an old colonial-style cottage that’s said to be haunted and stay awake all night pretending to film their own spoof episode of ghosthunters. the only problem is that blue actually can kind of feel something even though she can’t see anything, and henry is freaked out of his mind at the thought; gansey pretends it’s noah and proceeds on as usual. they end up with some entirely hilarious voice recordings of henry admitting that he’s actually highkey scared of old haunted houses while blue tries to sound way more chill than she actually feels and gansey rambles on about electromagnetic fields and energies.
  • in nebraska, they roll through omaha and stay at an airbnb owned by a kid named ricky with bright hazel eyes and a cute crooked smile who has a huge map of the US on his wall filled with pins of roadtrips he’s taken in the past. he tells them all about the one that he’s planning up to canada henry is beyond thrilled to geek out about vancouver a bit. they buy a bottle of patron from the liquor store across from ricky’s house for only $14 (gansey is blown away by how cheap it is to buy liquor here?!) and make margaritas and drink them in an inflatable pool in ricky’s yard. the room they sleep in has blankets draped from the ceiling and christmas lights strung around the walls and a nintendo 64 in the corner with a tupperware bin full of games. they play mario party 2 until it’s nearly one in the morning before all passing out in a pile on the queen-size mattress that takes up most of the floor.
  • in colorado, they stop at a strange little cantina nestled in the mountains that has the best salsa blue has ever tasted and real cowboys sit in the booth opposite theirs. blue spends the entire meal trying to eavesdrop on them while gansey gives henry a thorough history of how cantinas came to be. henry steals more than a few sips of the beer gansey ordered with a fake i.d. that ronan dreamt him up and may or may not get quite buzzed when gansey orders a glass of over-proof bourbon for him; blue watches amusedly as henry gets increasingly more handsy and affectionate with gansey. by the time they finish eating and get back in the car, blue’s stuck driving because henry insists that he and gansey have to snuggle in the backseat, they just have to, okay?
  • in utah, they spend a few days in the uinta national forest to camp and explore a bit. while searching for a good place to pitch their tent and build a fire, they come across a group of train hopping kids who’ve been camping near a little creek. blue is instant friends with a girl who introduces herself as cosma; they start weaving little crowns from the long strands of grass and weeds while chatting about the stars. gansey strikes up an intellectual conversation with this stoned kid named sequoia and impresses him with tales of welsh kings. henry plops down besides a girl who’s doodling flowers and britney spears lyrics into a beat-up sketchbook. she calls herself sprout; henry proceeds to call her lentil and alfalfa and every type of sprout he can think of and she laughs and laughs and laughs. they all build a fire together that night and smoke a little weed while sitting around it - they toast marshmellows over the fire and talk about love and blue braids cosma’s hair and they all howl like wolves at the night sky and sing silly songs to the moon til the sun paints the morning sky a dusty pink.

- I

- AM

- S T R E S S E D

- So like first let me say: The kids were FANTASTIC. Best performances of their lives!!!!

- everything that could have possibly gone wrong went the fuck wrong


- You know in horror movies were like one person gets infected or some shit but you think everything is fine until suddenly everyone is dying? Literally.

- May I remind you that mics have been perfectly fine all week,

- Opening number, Vanessa is doing her little bit and there’s just a tiny. Glitch.

- Like her mic dropped for half a second. It was hardly noticible. Tom and I literally double checked like “you heard that right?” But it was completely fine so we were like “It’s probably nothing”



- I’m fucking. Borderline screaming. Tom looks like he’s going to punch something and is running around checking for what the problem was. THERE WAS NO VISIBLE PROBLEM. THIS SHOULDN’T HAVE BEEN HAPPENING.

- And then it just???? Fucking stopped on it’s own???? What the FUCK. Sometime right before 96,000 it all just went back to normal holy shit


- AND something was up with the fucking keyboard’s speaker??? Because of course.

- Guys seriously we literally STILL DON’T KNOW what happened! At intermission Tom and I were just dying and finally he’s like “I don’t care anymore I’m just gonna see what the hell is wrong with the keyboard” and returned 3 minutes later, still no answers, and was like “You know what? ‘Blackout’ sounded fucking amazing and that’s what matters to me” like we honestly just quit oh my God

- However the kids really powered through all the issues and didn’t let it trip them up so that was good

- Meanwhile, though, the audience was FUCKING HILARIOUS I LOVED THEM

- I’m…fully convinced half this audience had never been to a musical before in their entire lives, and even if they had they had never seen or listened to In The Heights so their reactions were great.

- Lot of gasping holy shit it was so funny. “I got more hoes than a phone book in Tokyo” *GASP* “What do I do with this winning ticket?” *G A S P*

- The opening of act 2 when Benny and Nina are on the fire escape and clearly had sex the night before? G A S P

- Guys it was so funny. And they were clearly loving the music and laughing at all the jokes- every scene got deafening applause omfg

- They were all clearly very much sucked into the story so that was just so fun to see

- They tried to cornrow Benny’s hair

- That was quit half way through thank God omfg

- Also mildly off topic but when I was getting his mic on him he hadn’t done his bun yet and that boy has a fantastic head of hair holy shit


- There was a moment before they opened the doors and the entire theater was quiet but suddenly all (like…8 or 9) boys could be heard singing “Baby” by Justin Bieber at the top of their lungs in their dressing room. No explanation as to why

- They announced that the fall show was Pippin and Steven got a fucking baseball bat and starting balancing it on his fingers yelling “JUST IN TIME” (he had apparently ‘just discovered’ this talent on Sunday and has been talking about it like non-stop since)

- The girl playing Graffiti Pete had a bunch of school friends come to the show. They all shrieked every time she opened her mouth holy shit

- Before the show the director was giving notes and she said something like “This is right after Claudia’s death-” and half the cast was like “Tag you’re fucking spoilers” omfg

- And then when mic checks were happening Steven sang “atencion” and Tom cut him off yelling “SPOILERS, SPOILERS” instead of “good” lmao

- Okay so like…is there a little kids show character that I resemble or something????

- There were a lot of kids in the audience (probably like actor’s siblings or something) and like…during intermission an alarming amount of them were staring or waving at me with shy smiles or pointing me out to their parents who seemed to know what they were thinking and I was just like….Who do you think I am?????? Oh my God

- No one actually tried to talk to me but a few looked like they wanted to??? A few even got some of that gentle parental shove thing??? What is happening I’m so confused over this????

- Oh my God you know how in Boy Meets World, Rider Strong hated his fucking hair and as a result we were blessed with Shawn constantly aggressively raking his hair back with his hands???? There was a boy sitting directly in front of me who did that literally the entire show to the point where I was like….You need to stop I gotta see what’s happening on stage omfg

- Also lol I guess he was there for his ensemble sisters™ or something bc he cheered for everyone who came out for bows except he booed for one specific group of girls lol

- I was on my phone before the show and the directors husband made Tom get my attention just so he could silently give me a thumbs up before walking away so we were laughing at that

- He did give me free skittles at intermission tho which was rad (he tried to give me like the entire table for free lmao)

- The choreographer was working the spotlight (which she admitted she was confused by) and she was super tired and lowkey joked about falling asleep and falling over on the job before the show started but somewhere during act 2 I fucking saw the sliding spotlight and panicked lmao

- Her and Drew were bonding over being bad at spotlight and everyone in the back area said “you guys are better than Jimmy” in perfect unison lmao

- Usnavi was borderline sobbing by his last line in the finale omg

- We couldn’t fucking get a sound effect for the fireworks so for the final part of ‘blackout’ when you’re supposed to hear them the pianist deadass just whistled the noise omfg

- Nina and Abuela Claudia were the fan favorites, as I predicted

- Benny was a little off his game but I still support him

- Lowkey there’s a couple guys in this show who have never done any shows before and I’m not sure if he’s one of them??? He seems like he is so I think he was probably just nervous or something

- Everyone was sneezing and coughing bc why not

- Before the show the Piragua Guy was berating himself as per usual and the only cheer-me-up anyone could think to give him was “It sounds great! It’s just like, the words that you’re having trouble with!” lmao but he KILLED IT I was v proud the audience loved him

- Like 20 minutes before we let people in we had the directors daughter, in heels, on a fucking ladder painting over parts of the shop signs bc we realized that even though they had professional looking signs made they all had Philadelphia area codes on them lmao

- Oh God. So remember the not-screwed-in door I was complaining about???

- Well. They screwed it in. Backwards.

- And it makes an obnoxious noise when it opens and closes, and also doesn’t close all the way l m a o

- The programs all went missing lmao

- I found one box hidden away thank God but??? Apparently there’s supposed to be more. So we might just run out of programs during the second show


- Tom fist pumped multiple times in pride and excitement when the show finally ended lmao


- Lmao I’m pretty sure Tom was also lowkey crying at the end I didn’t say anything tho

- There’s more but it’s almost 2 in the morning lmao so anyway!!! Hopefully tomorrow runs a little more smoothly!!! And hopefully we get another great audience!! Overall it was great so I’m all pumped

I can’t work with my tablet those days but I still want to draw more about my ATLA!AU so have some design research for Lailah.

To the left: Lailah in “casual clothes” (not in her fire commander one. Yeah I also have that somewhere in my files)

To the right: really young Sorey (4 years old or something) with young Lailah (about 12/13 years old) helping him to escape the fire capital when Heldalf is killing all the really young kid in search for the avatar.

Also trying with dark-haired Lailah because why not ? (she’s pretty whatever her hair color is, I’m jealous)

3.1.2017. So much hair… Fire-hair definitely is not the easiest to draw, but I have fun with the more minimalistic technique. My aesthetic is usually very cleanly rendered digital art, but I find this form a lot more fun to do, and that’s all that matters, right?☺️

I hope to finish this within the next day or so! Mistborn audiobooks are keeping me inspired! 🎨📖

I’m having so much fun playing as Faye’s twin, Fawkes, already. Faye was primarily logical and diplomatic, emotional and empathetic when the situation called for it, always putting on a strong face for her squad and crew. Fawkes is over here like, “FML we’re all gonna die, people are running around with their hair on fire, there are aliens shooting at us, and I just fell like a thousand f*cking feet FML FML FML.”

Romancing him with PeeBee, his exact opposite in just about every way, is going to be a riot.

anonymous asked:

Say'ri would visit Tiki at the Mila Tree when she had time to spare from managing Chon'sin. Tiki remembered the days they spent together fondly to this day.

i’m sorry for taking so long to reply to you dear anon friend but your ending was so perfect that it literally inspired me to learn how to make edits in photoshop. i hope you don’t mind that i reworded it a little so it would fit! ^^

anonymous asked:

It's an anime about soccer/football. It... honestly makes no sense but it's adorable. They have techniques where it basically ends up looking like magical football with fire and dragons and everything 😂😂 But the body types and all are so varied and it definitely encouraged me to begin to step out of my comfort zone with drawings. Rika (in the middle with blue hair and dark skin) is the only one from that team who becomes a main character for that arc but she was a fun character.

Ooh well I’m not really one whos into sports animes but I’m still gonna give this a shot, thank you very much 😁

Cameron Dallas - Kids 2.0

So we had some communication problems with my co-writer, and ended up writing the same request, so here is another one of the request I posted earlier, but this time it’s an…

Imagine by Fire-red-hair


Cameron and I have been married for 6 years, and in that time we have been blessed with a beautiful daughter Madelyn and a handsome son Marcus. Today we brought the whole family to the Jacks house to film a video, and we were having so much fun. Madelyn being 3 was having so much fun watching us do silly challenges, while Marcus chattered away while toddling around. We were doing a challenge of the Dallas’ versus the Jacks. So far it was tied, after doing the speech jammer challenge and the backwords challenge. All of us were having so much fun being together, because after all, we don’t get to be all together very often. 

We were in the middle of two truths one lie, when we hear a loud crash. Cameron and I quickly stand up and look towards the sound, to see that Madelyn had let Marcus fall off of the couch and hit his head on the coffee table. He was lying on the ground screaming. 

 All of us ran over to the two children, and Madelyn started to cry. “I’m sorry mommy!” She wailed. Daddy (cam ;) ) picked her up and calmed her as Gilinsky moved the coffee table and I looked at Marcus. He was lying on his back, a big gash on his forehead. I immediately started crying, scared something more serious was wrong because he wasn’t moving. Cameron put Madelyn down, telling the Jacks to watch her, which they already do pretty often. He kneeled down by me, and immediately got his phone out to call 911.

“Yes, my son has just fallen and hit his head, it’s bleeding and he isn’t moving. He’s lying on his back.” He then gave the address etc. and hung up the phone. Cameron wrapped an arm around me, kissing my shoulder. “He’ll be ok, shhhh Babygirl.” He comforted me. 

 Gilinsky came over with wet paper towels, and I took one and gently dabbed it on the small child’s forehead, getting the blood off. Cameron stroked Marcus home.

 "Hang in there little man.“ He said. I could hear how strong Cameron was trying to be.

 *after the ambulance takes them to the hospital*

 Marcus is laying on an examining table in the ER, Cameron sitting by me watching the doctors every move. 

"That’s a pretty good gash, what happened?” I looked at Cam, I didn’t want to say. 

“He was sitting on the couch at our friends house and fell onto the coffee table.” The doctor nodded. Marcus was still crying. 

 "We need to take some scans to make sure there isn’t any more damage to the brain.“ I nodded slowly, fearing the worst. I felt more tears slip from my eyes, and Cameron pulled me into a hug.

"It’s ok, they’re playing it safe.” We were instructed to wait in the hallway, as they took him into the room. There weren’t any chairs, so Cameron sat down against the wall, letting me sit down and lean on him. “I really hope he’s ok.” Cameron said sadly. I nodded, and squeaked a “me too.” Cameron held me close, and pressed light kisses to the top of my head. A few minutes later the doctor came out with Marcus. 

“He’s all good to go! Just a little bandage and stitches for the cut.” I took Marcus into my arms, Cameron right next to me. We proceeded to smother him in kisses. We thanked the doctor and left. 

*that night* 

 I was laying in bed next to Cameron, and I rolled over and snuggled into him. “You’re such a great dad.” I kissed his cheek. 

“You’re the best mom and wife, but we need to watch that little boy more carefully now.” I let out a small laugh along with Cameron, and we shared a sweet kiss before drifting off to sleep. 


I may be a little obsessed with this new prompt…


There are challenges, and then there are braids.

Percy held Hannah’s locks in his fingers, bewildered and lost, as he tried to figure out how in the world a braid even worked. To him, it was magic. For all he knew, a girl rolled out of bed with braids during the night. It all started because Annabeth had showed up in the kitchen one morning - post-workout - sweaty, pink-cheeked and thirsty. As she drank a glass of water, Hannah stared at Annabeth’s braid, wide-eyed, and dropped her spoon into her bowl of cereal.

“Pretty…” she cooed.

Annabeth grew redder but smiled. She kissed Percy on the cheek and left to take a shower, leaving Hannah with no one else to ask but Percy.

“Please, please, please, can you do my hair like Annie?!”

He could have easily said: I have no idea what I’m doing, because - well, that was the truth. But whenever his little sister looked at him like that, he wanted nothing more than to give her every dollar in his pocket for an endless supply of milkshakes if she wanted it. How could he say no? It would seem that both siblings shared the perfected puppy-dogged look like it was paying the rent.

He plopped her down on a kitchen stool and got to work but failed to know how to even begin. Annabeth’s hair was curly and thick, and Hannah’s was fine and straight. Percy ended up folding some pieces of hair over each other, like a napkin, and ended them with a scrunchy.

“Thank you!” the little girl squealed as she hopped from the stool and raced into the living room, the locks already falling from the “braid” so they looked like legs of a spider.


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mikeys-jet-black-demons  asked:

48 with my boyyyyyyyy please 💚

(YAAAS OFC. Also this is an early little thing for your 20 Days of Michael Clifford (red) bc I love his red hair it was my life 😍)

It was stressful.

Touring was stressful and it could take a major toll on you if you let it. You were quite aware of that being Michael’s girlfriend for 4 years now, you’ve had your fair share of tour buses and mental breakdowns.

And currently Michael was having one right now.

He just couldn’t get anything right, he said. Forgot the lyrics in soundcheck, messed up his notes on the guitar, realized he put his shirt on backwards. Nothing was going right for him and it was breaking your heart.

It was 20 minutes before the show was about to start and you were looking everywhere for your boyfriend. Casting glances down each hall you walked by, you finally found him crouching down next to a table, almost not seeing him but his hair always gave him away. That blood red hue was enough for you to run over to him and take him in your arms as he nuzzled his face into your neck, both your backs hitting the wall behind you.

“It’s ok baby, I’m here for you.” You mumbled into his red almost fading to orange tips as you ran your fingers through his streaks, instantly calming him down.

After a few moments, he regained his composure as he looked back up at you.

“I’m sorry.” He muttered, ashamed you had to see him like this. He hated crying in front of you and looking so weak. But you wanted to see this side of him that he rarely shows. You wanted to see that he still felt things. Experienced emotions every person goes through. You would never judge him for being vulnerable because he’s never judged you once for it.

“Shut up.” You chuckled, earning a small grin from him. “You never have to apologize to me okay? I know it can get hard, but that’s what I’m here for right? To help lessen the burden? To be the one you can always talk to about anything? You know I’m never leaving so please, don’t apologize to me. That’s what I’m here for you.”

He quickly put his lips on yours, desperate for your touch, your warmth, wanting to convey that he really did appreciate you. He slowly pulled back, lips still brushing your now swollen ones.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”. He whispered, still sending those shivers down your spine. “But I thank the stars every day that I found you.”

You smiled against his lips, slowly closing the gap as you brought your lips back together.

“I love you.” You replied, playing with his fire-like hair that you loved awfully too much that he would always make fun of you for only loving him for his hair.

“I love you more.” And he knew, that no matter what he may face in his life, all the unnecessary bullshit that may happen, you would always be there for him.

And so would he.


I actually love color palettes featuring variations of gray with a splash of teal and turquoise, so I kept mostly true to your original suggestions. I also didn’t want to veer from your picks because I don’t know what other palettes you have, but I got a wild hair up my ass to throw in orange for her energy color for a really dramatic contrast. The good news is that any orange will be dramatic against these chilly tones, so feel free to use whichever you have available.

But thanks so much. I just really love color, and some days I end up just messing around with my frames’ colors all evening when I’m too lazy to actually play the game after work, so this is really just fun for me.

Primary: Ice 5A
Secondary: Smoke 13E
Tertiary: Ice 3E
Accents: Smoke 1E
Energy: Fire 7E


ALA Day 3 - Smash Bros {Fire Emblem}

Ike | bravepalmtrees

Marth | cheerupcharms

photographer | sqyphotography [xigheart]

We weren’t able to make it to either the Fire Emblem or Nintendo gathering this year ;_; but it was still SO MUCH FUN running around in capes and blue hair taking photos with other Smash bros ♥ 

I didn’t find out about Daniel like most people do when someone passes. You hear about their passing and then you discover them. Not this time. I found Daniel and the rest of Cyndago a while ago. I watched their content, I adored their content. I always shared their videos because genuinely I enjoyed their videos. I had followed them all on social media. I love them all so much. I’m very much into filming so what these guys were doing honestly and very seriously lit a fire in my heart. They truly inspired me to try something new, to not allow myself to be trapped and I mean this all too genuinely. Because of them and Mark I felt that life had so much more. Just last week the boys had dyed their hair, so fun and so adorable all for a good cause. I made a tweet about it and even Ryan and the Cyndago account noticed me. I recently(before this entire tragedy) watched the “F*CK YOUR MOM” video and I was sharing it will all my friends on how talented Daniel was with his singing and guitar skills. No joke. I was raving about it. I even tweeted their accounts saying how I wished this was an entire song because I love it so much. Now I heard the news and I can’t believe it. I can’t believe how I’ll never see Daniel again in a video, how I wont see him take pictures of hear him play guitar, I can’t believe he’s gone. My heart definitely goes out to Mark, Ryan, Matt, and all his friends and family. I was just thinking about them all this morning. I am so sorry. I love you angel and I’m so sorry you had to go…

I really wanted to draw something today but my art slump is still kicking me in the ass so all day I was just stressing out because nothing was turning out well and I didn’t eat much so that made it worse sO. I just ended up doing a quick and simple doodle of Cherche ヽ(;▽;)ノ because she’s beautiful and fun to draw and as it turns out drawing long hair is a great stress relief ლ(ٱ٥ٱლ)


Anon: A fluffy hijack RPNAU based on Laryndawn’s work would be adooooraaaableeeeee. P.S. Hiccbutt.

I’m sorry if this isn’t as long as my previous prompts, but I feel really tired and I haven’t stopped shivering all day. Also this is my first RPNAU fic ever, so if it sucks… well my inbox is always open for the complaints. Is it fluffy enough? Is it not fluffy at all? Oh God, I’m paranoid tonight…

To say that Jackson Overland felt unsettled when Hiccup Haddock, the school punk decked out with piercings and dragon tattoos, approached him at his locker would be a lie.

He was nervous.

Granted, it’s not like he and the punk had never made eye contact before. They passed by each other several times throughout the day and have even had their arms brush against each other when the hallways were crowded. However each time those kinds of meetings did happen, Jack always found himself averting his eyes to either the ground or the fruit fly that always seemed to hang around outside the grade 9 English classroom.

Even though Jack broke whatever little eye contact they’ve had, he could still feel the other’s forest green eyes continuing to stare at him. It made him want to curl up in a ball and disappear.

So when Hiccup arrived at the white-haired nerd’s locker after school ended for the day, you bet your ass Jack was praying that something would distract him.

Unfortunately, like most days, he had no such luck.

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