HOLI HAI!  Fill your life with color and love!


aka sometimes you need to screw up your own drawings


aka serpentsshipmate made me do it 

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Dude yeah though leave that shit in for AS LONG AS YOU CAN POSSIBLY STAND IT mine hasn’t faded at all hardly, it’s glorious— (assuming your dye is a stain like mine is!)

My hair leaks dye no matter what - I basically go pastel on the first wash :( Which is one reason I went to the trouble of hunting down this dye - it’s meant to hold a little better than most semi-perm bright-colour dyes. But yeah, I’m probably gonna pick up a shower cap tomorrow and just. Sleep with it in, or something. Because a) I want va-va-voom hair but b) I do not want to bother with all the touch-ups.


I FOUND PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE FROM THE LAST TIME I DID A BOOM COLOUR. That was a deep magenta when it was freshly dyed, one of the Fudge Paintboxes. Photo shows the initial fade, and then it got sort of patchy-pale from there.

My hair hates dye, basically :( 

anonymous asked:

PROMPT: Daryl has an asthma attack in Alexandria (Maybe after he beats down this guy) and Rick sends a member of the group to get some medication while he stays with him. (He's kinda used to it cause he's had them before) and Daryl pushes Rick away but he stays anyway.

"GO GET IT NOW!" Rick yelled at Glenn, he would apologize later for being unkind, but they were out of medicine to help Daryl, and he was having one of his attacks. He needed help, and thankfully, many more of them went off with Glenn to find what Daryl needed.

Rick walked back over to Daryl and sat him on the couch, going behind him so he could give him as much air as possible. “See what the fuck happens when you lose your shit?” Rick snapped, rubbing his hands over Daryl’s shoulders.

Daryl, who was busy trying to regain his breath shoved Rick off from him, panic rising and sweat running down his forehead. 

"Don’t try and push me away." Rick scolded him. "I’m not leaving you." he grabbed both of Daryl’s hands and held them tightly in his. "I’m here." he whispered, putting his chin on Daryl’s shoulder. 

Daryl nodded and leaned back, forming himself to Rick, allowing himself to be vulnerable. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back so it could relax on  Rick’s shoulder. 

"I-I’m sor-ry." he whispered, his breath catching.

"Shut up."  Rick kissed his shoulder. "Focus on breathing." he was doing his very best not to panic, his hands gripping Daryl’s only tighter. "You’re going to be okay."

Daryl nodded. “I-I know…” he chuckled. “I h-have you.”

Rick kissed him again. “Always and forever.” he looked up in relief when Glenn and Maggie came through the door, their arms full of medication. This was something they would just have to live with, but it was always fixable. As long as Daryl stayed alive, Rick could handle everything else. 

They gave Daryl the medication and though it took him a while, eventually he regained himself. Rick stayed next to him the whole time, holding his hand and making sure, that the love of his life remained safe.


I also found this $5 toothless figurine at target and it was already pretty cute but I went “how can I make this even cuter

here’s what the original toothless figurine looked like, pre-painting (I forgot to take before pics so here’s a picture of it from amazon). I also filled in some gaps in his tail with epoxy putty and sanded his edges a little.


UNUSUAL HOARD commission for iamshurlocked for dragon with a sweet tooth almost as large as they are


amy elliott dunne + character tropes