but purple is supposed to make brown eyes look lighter so that would be cool

anonymous asked:

How do you plan your colors? They're gorgeous.

Well uh, this is gonna be long, so apologies for that—I wanted to type a short response but then it turned into like a tiny shittier tutorial whoops.

TL;DR: LOCAL COLOR + LIGHT

There’s a lot of consideration to take in lighting situations, and generally it’s all about context. For a lot of the work I do in CAR, most of the situations are based around 1) the local color of the characters and 2) the lighting. From time to time, it may also be based on 3) the mood I’m trying to convey.

Hang with me as I go into all this COLOR FUN TAAAALK

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Dreams in Color

Rumplestiltskin/Belle, G

Summary: Morpheus allows Belle to enter the world of dreams, and brings Rumple along as well. He tells them they will see her happiest memory and Rumple is surprised by which one it is.

Notes: Spoilers for season 6, maybe. Based on what we know so far about the season and Rumbelle. Probably completely inaccurate and silly. For Rumbelle Week Day 3 - Colors.

[AO3]

At first, they were nowhere.

Everything was black. Not like the color, exactly, but a vast emptiness, a void that stretched to infinity. It reminded him of his death, when he had stabbed his father and sacrificed himself only to be rewarded with what he assumed was eternal damnation in the vault. He ceased to be. He was there still, sort of, in and among the entities that had become the Dark One, formless and angry.

There was a strange peacefulness in this darkness though. It wrapped itself around him, held him, and there was unexpected comfort in that. He thought for a moment that perhaps he had died again, that this was the end. Maybe he was simply consciousness now, floating in the ether.

But that wasn’t so.

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We All Love You

Request- one where your Sam and Dean’s sister but deans girlfriend hurts u physically and mentally so one day Cas catches her and helps u

A/N- I was a bit stumped with this at first but once I got a little idea of which way to go there was no stopping me!!! Wuahaha! *clears throat* Any who… Tell me what you think! x)

Cas x Sister!Reader

Word Count- 274

Warnings- mention of verbal and physical abuse


You were going on a date. Yep a date. You would have been happy about it if maybe this was your date. But it wasn’t. This was you brother Dean’s date. He’d occasionally bring you on his dates because he ‘loves’ you and ‘loves’ that you and his girlfriend spend time together. You hate it and she hates you. She not only shows it, she tells you ever time. You were afraid of her. She’d make you feel bad, like you mean nothing to Dean. That he only takes care of you because he has to. That he told her that he’s been putting up with you all this time. Of course, you don’t believe her. Well, not at first, but the more she tells you the more you feel like its true. Dean wouldn’t be with someone who lies and abuse his family right? Maybe he doesn’t consider you to be his family.

You stared out the window to avoid any contact with her in the car. Not that it helped. All you could think about was what she had told before you left.

She had grabbed you by your shirt and shoved you against the wall. “Look here you stupid little brat. We both know Dean is going to ask you to come along with us. We both know he doesn’t really want you to go. He just doesn’t want you to bother Sammy while he’s sleeping. He’s sick and you’d just get in the way. Too bad for him you’re going to tell him that you can’t come with us. I don’t want my night ruined too.”

“You have no right to call him Sammy.” you mumble.

“What was that?” she questioned, pressing down on a part of your shoulder that made you want to scream. “No one wants you here.”

“If they didn’t want me here they would have left me a long time ago.” you responded.

“He can’t just leave you when he promised dear ol’ dad to take care of you.” she whispered in your ear.

Your mouth hung opened and you trembled just a bit. Her words playing in your head. ‘Is he just taking care of me because of dad?’ you questioned in your head.

Dean came in, “You guys ready to go?” he smiled.

Of course, no matter how much you tried to refuse, he just wouldn’t take no for an answer. That little talk you had with his girlfriend just made you believe that he loved Sam so much that he really didn’t you to stay and bother him.

Now here you were, in the car. Dean driving, his girlfriend seated next to him, their hands connected, and you looking out the window.

“It was such a beautiful day too,” you mumbled.

“What’d you say?” Dean asked.

“Uh- I was uh- asking where we were going…” you lied.

“There was going to be a county fair or something. Thought it’d be fun to take you both.” he answered.

You suddenly remembered the time when Dean snuck you and Sammy to a fair, back when your dad hunted alone. It was so much fun. Especially since you weren’t allowed out very much, if at all. Of course you didn’t make it back to the motel in time and your dad was there waiting for you. Dean was scolded and you were crying because you thought it was your fault. Sam tried to comfort you and tried to convince you that it wasn’t your fault but you just cried more. Once Dean’s scolding was over, he hugged you saying it wasn’t your fault. That it was fun playing around with his little siblings and that it was totally worth getting lectured for it. He smiled even though he was hurt. He didn’t like upsetting his dad but he hated seeing you cry more.

Going to a fair now just had no meaning anymore. Was any of your past memories even real? Did Dean ever actually love you or were you just an extra unimportant sibling? Maybe you just became annoying over time? Those were the thoughts running through your head. None of which made you feel any better. Just a whole lot worse.

“Look. We’re here.” Dean said, bringing you out of your stupor.

“Babe can we go on the Ferris wheel first! The sun is setting and I bet it’d look cool from up there.” she said.

“Sure. The ferris wheel is your favorite right Y/N?” Dean asked.

His girlfriend glared at you without letting Dean see. “I um- I’m scared of heights.” you respond.

He parked the impala and turned around to look at you. “What? Since when?” he questioned.

“Um- you know-” you mumbled. Then you saw the lot where all the games where and of course your favorite was there. The shooting one. “I’ll be over there shooting things down. You guys go on ahead.” you said and quickly made your way over there.

“Wait!” Dean shouted but you didn’t hear him and continued on your way.

He was about to follow after you but his girlfriend stopped him, “It’s alright Dean. Y/N’ll be fine.”

Dean sighed, “You think so?” he asked worriedly.

She nodded her head and pulled him toward the ferris wheel.

Once they were at the ferris wheel’s peek, Dean tried to see if he could spot you. Which annoyed his girlfriend.

“You think Y/N’s mad at me?” Dean said.

“Why would Y/N be mad?” she asked, pretending she cared.

“Well Y/N’s been asking to go on a solo hunt. I said no.” Dean responded and sighed.

“Why not? Y/N’s a fine hunter and could probably handle a solo hunt.” she lied.

“You think?” Dean asked and she nodded, “Alright I’ll tell Y/N that the next hunt-” he started.

“Babe. If you don’t mind, let me tell Y/N.” she said.

He smiled, “Thanks.” he responded, giving a quick kiss.

Once they got off the ferris wheel she said she’d go look for you while dean buys some snacks.

She found you fairly quickly. What with you hauling around a teddy bear that was much bigger than you. It was supposed to be a Frankenstein kind of bear. An ear, an arm, its stomach, and a leg were dark brown. While the other part were lighter brown. One eye was green and the other was yellow. You loved the fact that it reminded you of your brothers.

“Y/N you are!” she shouted angrily.

You turned to face her. You had bought a waffle with whipped cream and had just taken a bite out of it when she called you. Since you were using one hand to hold your stuffed bear and the other to hold the plate with the waffle, you were eating with your face and had whipped cream on your nose.

“Wipe that off your face!” she yelled. She then noticed that people were staring at her. “Follow me.” she said. Out of fear you did as she said.

The sun had set causing a few clouds to look like a mix of magenta and purple, with a couple of stars breaking through.

She took you back to the parking lot where there was almost no people. She smiled wickedly, “Me and your wonderful brother had a lovely chat.” she started.

“I don’t care,” you said, rather uninterested.

“We agreed that you’re old enough to take care of yourself. He wants you out of the bunker. We both do.” she said.

You dropped your waffle and your bear out of shock. “Y-you’re lying.”

“Sorry. Well not really. Best decision ever. Now don’t want dear ol’ Y/N getting hurt. Let’s see if you can make it out on your own.” she said while getting into a fighting stance. “Come at me.”

You were terrified, but you put your hands up anyways. You’ve ‘sparred’ with her before. It was more like you were her personal punching bag. She’d always take things too far. You still had cuts and bruises from you last training sessions that no one but her knew about.

She waited for you to get closer first. Just before you were in her reach she stepped forward, swung her right arm that you blocked and just as quickly swung her left arm. If you didn’t know her right was dominant you would have thought her left was. She punched you really hard in your stomach. Already having a bruise there wasn’t very helpful either. She swiped at your feet causing you to fall over and she started kicking you like there was no tomorrow.

“I don’t know how you’re going to make it out there if you can’t even fight back!” she cackled.

You just laid there sobbing at your unlucky life. Wishing for a better one.

All of a sudden Cas appeared. He went to visit you. I mean, you and the boys but Sam told him that you guys went to the fair. Cas wanting to see you really bad came to find you, and boy did he find you. He appeared next to you, who was on the ground, blood coming from your mouth.

Dean’s girlfriend was shocked, “Oh- um- Hey Castiel. Dean told me that he was going to let his little sister go on a solo hunt so I was trying to give her a couple of lessons.” she covered.

Cas looked from her to your sobbing figure. “You went too far!” he shouted angrily, glaring at her.

“Shit. It’s not my fault she isn’t prepared. Better she learns now rather than later that she’s a weak piece of-”

Cas didn’t let her finish and sent her flying. Which was witnessed by Dean.

“What the hell? Cas what the hell are you doing?!” Dean shouted.

“Your girlfriend hurt Y/N. I couldn’t allow that!” he answered.

Dean turned toward you. You were trying to stand, tears falling, and blood dripping from your mouth. His eyes widened in horror. He then recalled all the times your train with her and how hurt you looked after. “How long has this been going on?” he asked you.

All you could do was look at him sadly, lip quivering.

“Babe. I was trying to see if she was ready. That’s all. It’s… It’s just some tough love.” she tried to explain.

Dean wasn’t having it, “Y/N… How long was this going on?” he asked again.

You didn’t answer. You grabbed your bear and held Cas’ arm, “C-can you take me home?” you tried to ask without sobbing in between which was impossible. He simply nodded and suddenly you were home.

You move away from him and walk over to your closet to change out of your now tattered clothes. Well, you stumbled over to your closet at least. You took off your shirt without caring that Cas was there. You’d care and be embarrassed if you weren’t hurting all over.

He saw all the bruises and cuts that were there. He silently walked behind you and touched one. His cold fingers and the fact that he pressed on it made you flinch. “Did… she do this to you?” he asked.

You slipped a clean shirt on, “It doesn’t matter.” you answer. He placed two fingers on your head but you moved away from him. “Don’t.”

“Why not? Do they not hurt?” he asked.

“Of course they hurt,” you say, turning to face him, “but I keep them to remind me that I’m weak. If I can’t face a human monster how can I face real monsters?”

He smiled at you sadly, “Why didn’t you tell your brothers… or me?”

“They don’t- They wouldn’t care.” you answer.

Cas looked shocked. “Of course they would care Y/N they love you.”

You once again move away from him and reach for your duffel bag. “They won’t.” you say as you stuff the bag with clothes.

“You aren’t leaving are you?” he inquired.

“I’m not wanted here. So, to make everyone happy I’m leaving. Everyone will be happy.” you say.

“What about you? Will you be happy? Away from your brothers? Alone?” he pressed.

You let more tears fall before you wipe them away. “I’m happy as long as they’re happy.” you answer.

“And you believe that means without you here? How can-” he paused for a moment. “Dean wants to talk to me. Please. Stay.” he said. You give him a weak smile which he took as confirmation and he left.

You sighed. “Sorry Cas.” you whisper. You zip up your bag and walk to Sam’s room. He was sound asleep so you tip toed over and kissed his forehead. “I’m gonna miss you Sammy. I-I love you.” you whispered before heading out the door.

You walked and walked without looking back. You weren’t sure if you were scared of finding Dean or Cas behind you or you were terrified to find no one at all. After about an hour of walking you found out that you were really scared of finding no on there, because that would mean that what she said was true. No one loved you. No one cared. Her words repeated in your head. Years of torture. At least you’re free from her. At least…

You sobbed. You walked and every step hurt. You crashed into something, someone, while you walked. “Sorry” you mumbled and without looking you walked around them.

“Y/N,” you heard the familiar voice call.

You instantly recognized the voice. It was Cas. You kept walking.

“Y/N. Please. Dean wants to talk with you.” he said as he caught up to you.

“I-I don’t want to. I already left. What more does he want from me?” you say, wiping away tears.

“He wants his sister back.” he responded.

You stopped walking, “Wha-” you paused, “I’m not going back. Not if she-” you let the words fall.

“She’s not there. She will never be there. She won’t ever hurt you again.” he told you.

“Dean’s just going to be mad at me then. If he broke up with his girlfriend because of me… If- If he didn’t hate me before he’s going to hate me now.” you sobbed.

“Is that what you think?” you heard another familiar voice ask. It was Dean. You froze, “You think I prefer someone who hurts you? You think I’d be mad for that?” he asked. There was anger in his voice, but other than that it was sadness. To think that he let someone hurt you so much that you’d think that of him.

“Dean…” Cas said.

Dean sighed in return. “Look, Y/N, I love you. Of course I love you. You’re my little sister, but that’s not the only reason. Every time I’d get in trouble with Dad for taking you guys out. You always blamed yourself. Told dad it was your idea. Dad could never get mad at you and he’d let me off the hook. That time I was sick, hell every time I’m sick, you know exactly how to make me feel better. Y/N please believe me when I say I could never hate you. I love you too damn much for that, kiddo.”

You turned to face him, tears in your eyes, and a wide smile on your face. You walked over and hugged him as tight as you could. When he pulled away from you, you were back home. Sam was a few feet away and he came over and hugged you too.

“Thank god they brought you back,” he whispered in your ear.

You really didn’t know what to say. You were happy. Words can never express the amount of relief and happiness you were overwhelmed with. You were home. Your brothers were hugging you. Castiel, the angel you’ve had a crush on for months, helped you realize you were important. Everything seemed right with the world. Everything IS right with the world.

“See. We all love you Y/N. Even Cas.” Dean said and everyone, especially you, turned toward him.

“Y-yes. I also love you.” he confessed with slightly reddened cheeks that he hopes no one notices.

Dean noticing it, “Wait… You don’t mean…” He looked from Cas to you whose face was burning up. “You got to be kidding me.”

Sam simply laughed.

“I didn’t want to say it like this but you asked me to say it so I did.” Cas responded.

You smiled like an idiot because that was kind of a cute response.

“Well guess what?” Dean said while wrapping an arm around you. Seeing as Cas turned his head slightly in confusion he continued. “You can’t have her!” he shouted while pulling you along, all while laughing.

“Dean!” you shouted, trying to sound angry but failing.

Sam laughed, watching Cas chase Dean who was pulling you away.

Hope you liked it! x)