did something new with my hair

Tagged by: @kimmymain (thank you for tagging me!!~) 

Rules: Bold the things that apply to you

I am 5′7″ or taller
I wear glasses (sometimes)
I have at least one tattoo
I have at least one piercing
I have blonde hair
I have brown eyes
I have short hair
My abs are at least somewhat defined
I have or have had braces
There is something I would change about the way I look

My Hogwarts house is: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw or Slytherin (i just did the sorting hat quiz for this lol)
I am an introvert
I like meeting new people
(depends on what type of people tho)
People tell me that I’m funny
Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me

I enjoy physical challenges
I enjoy mental challenges
I’m playfully rude with people I know well
I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it
There is something I would change about my personality

I can sing well
I can play an instrument
I can do over 30 pushups without stopping
I’m a fast runner
I can draw well
I have a good memory (i seem to have selective good memory, oh)
I’m good at doing math in my head
I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute
I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling
I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch
I know how to throw a proper punch

I enjoy playing sports
I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else
I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else
I have learned a new song in the past week
I work out at least once a week
I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months
I have drawn something in the past month
I enjoy writing
Fandoms are my #1 passion

I do or have done martial arts

I have had my first kiss
I have had alcohol
I have scored the winning goal in a sports game
I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting
I have been at an overnight event
I have been in a taxi
I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year
I have beaten a video game in one day
I have visited another country
I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

I’m in a relationship
I have a celebrity crush
I have a crush on someone I know

I have been in at least 3 relationships
I have never been in a relationship
I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them
I get crushes easily
I have had a crush on someone for over a year 
I have been in a relationship for at least a year
I have had feelings for a friend

My life:
I have at least one person I consider a “best friend”
I live close to my school
My parents are still together
I have at least one sibling
I live in the United States
There is snow right now where I live
I have hung out with a friend outside of school in the past month

I have a smartphone
I have at least 15 CDs
I share my room with someone

Random shit:
I have breakdanced
I know a person named Jamie
I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair
I’m listening to one song on repeat right now
I have punched someone in the past week
I know someone who has gone to jail
I have broken a bone
I have eaten a waffle today
I know what I want to do with my life
I speak at least 2 languages fluently
I have made a new friend in the past year

you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to!! ;; @eternalwitch @pastelchiakis @imahajimess @waxcandle @currypuff-f @thekomahinafucker @supremesanada

After the heartbreak, I promised to never be that girl again.
I fulfilled the cliche-
I cut my hair short.
Something to mark a new beginning.
I got a tattoo with no real significance.
Most things in life don’t make sense anyways.
I moved further away from my parents and it was more than a metaphor.
I’ve learned that life is harder without the people who love you and returned to sleep in the bed that held me far longer than you ever did.
I don’t miss you anymore.
You still act weird around me, sit in the corner of a room and pretend that I do not exist.
Some days it feels as if I don’t.
There is no one here to love me like I deserve to be loved.
My voice is still not loud enough to be heard over all the background noise.
My friends are fixated on superficial things.
A love that doesn’t last.
A party last weekend where they fooled themselves into thinking alcohol tastes better when you are hurting and fell asleep on the couch of a stranger.
This is a measurement of how much ache we fail to acknowledge.
How many things we kick underneath our doormats just to prove that there is a way to keep moving forward.
If there is a way to keep moving forward,
for me, it has never looked like this.

anonymous asked:

So it turns out teenage Inquisitor is my new favorite thing. Can we get reactions to the teen Inquisitor stepping up and winning a victory for the Inquisition, whether it be on the battlefield, in diplomatic talks, or via subterfuge?

Cassandra: She’s so, so proud– and lets them know it. She all smiles and makes sure they know what a good job they did. She asks if they’d like to do something to celebrate, too.

Iron Bull: He grins, broadly, proudly, at them. “Nice going, Imekari!” He ruffles their hair and gives them a pat on the back, which may or may not almost knock them over, but it’s okay.

Blackwall: He offers a wide smile and pats their shoulder. “See? I knew you could do it.” he compliments. “We’re proud of you.”

Sera: She grins and gives them a little noogie on the head, and they laugh and push her away playfully. “Good one, yeah? Come on, let’s go do something fun!”

Varric: He writes it down for posterity. People will read his book and know that the kid could do it. He praises them and asks if they’d like to do something fun to celebrate.

Cole: “Hearts swelling, eyes tearing, they did it, I knew they could. They are all proud of you.” Cole mentions happily. “They’re on their way to being an adult, I couldn’t be prouder.

Vivienne: She beams at the teenager, utterly proud of them. “Well done, my dear,” she praises, “you’ve been working so hard and learning so much, and it has paid off. I’m so proud of you.”

Solas: He smiles kindly at them. “Ir solas, ma len. Ah, but you are hardly even a len still.” he praises. “I see you have learned much since we first met.”

Dorian: He grins and raises a glass of wine to them. “To the hero of the day! Good work. Let’s do something fun to celebrate. You’ve earned it, and deserve to relax.”

Josephine: She’s giddy and so proud that she hugs the teenager if they allow it. They’re alive and they did so well. “You couldn’t have done it any more perfectly, and I am so proud of you.”

Leliana: The spymaster grins and nods to them. “Well done. You should be proud– very few can do what you’re doing at your age. Now go, go have fun. You’ve earned it.”

Cullen: He sighs a breath of relief and nods his head to them. “Well done,” he praises, “see? You can do this.”

Alrighty, I got…. some sleep and I am back and boy is there still a lot to digest. I noticed splatoon tumblr has already started updating and telling us about the new stuff which is exciting but I did notice something in Japanese splatoon twitter they haven’t talked about.

They talk about the hair… tentacles…. So yes, I finally got my answer and it does seem that these are just haircuts, not new species of squids. That is cool. So I can say Cosmo just changed his. Hehe, and I could definitely draw my squids trying some of them. Tho so far from the options… I think Cosmo’s the only one still who is gonna permanently change. Not 100% sure yet.

Also, funny and interesting detail that I noticed and was now confirmed further is that they do indeed stick with the 10 limbs rule. Hands and legs make 4, so that leaves 6 big tentacles for the hair. Well, then there is the one rebel with seemingly no tentacles on his head, haha!

Anyway, I am sure we’re gonna get proper English translations of these soon.


Happy New Years 2017!!

I did this of @markiplier since I first started to draw him the beginning of this year and have since cause dang it he’s to fun to not. Had to fix it up because of the hair change so here’s both.

Here’s my New Year resolution spiel under the cut.

Keep reading

Archie Andrews x Reader


Was this requested? No. Am I still going to write it? Yes, yes, I am.

“you moved away when we were in elementary school and moved back when we’re in high school and dear lord have the years been kind to you.”


Part One.

Ah, the horrible sound of your 5:30 AM alarm for a new school year. What could be worse right?

I hit the snooze button a total of four times before I pulled my sorry arse out of bed and did something with myself to make it look like I had put at least an ounce of effort into my physical appearance for the first day. I chucked on some high waisted skinny jeans, a striped crop top and an oversized black jacket and paired this with my black and white converse. I did my hair how I did it most days, and slapped on the minimal amount of make-up I could manage to do at such an ungodly hour.

I walked downstairs to be met with my overly-excited mother.

“Oh, Darling! A new school year, how exciting!” she practically yelled.

“Yes mum, another year of pure hell and torture” I grumbled.

“Oh, come on, lighten up! You’ll get to see all your friends! Now eat up, we have to leave soon.” She instructed. I sat down at the table and ate the pancakes she cooked for me. My mother must be a godsend at times like these.

I finished what was left on my plate and grabbed everything I needed for the first day, and then I was out the door and on my way to prison. Or school, as some like to call it.


I got out of my mum’s car and walked myself to an available bench near the front doors of the school. I sat peacefully for a few moments before I was met with my best friend, Betty Cooper. She was basically the definition of perfect! She got good grades, is the nicest person I’ve ever met, and not mention she’s gorgeous. Basically, everything I’m not.

“Hey, (Y/N)! How have you been? I haven’t seen you all summer!” she yelled.

“I’ve been good! How are you?”


We walked through the doors and headed to homeroom. I was greeted with my homeroom teacher, Ms Grundy. Our homeroom teachers were someone who also taught us for another subject, meaning Grundy would be my music teacher for the year. Great. Something about her just seemed off, but I couldn’t put my finger on it.

“Morning class, how was your summer?” she asked. I barely had time to even process her question when my head snapped towards the door of the classroom.

“Sorry I’m late! I missed the bus,” a tall, redheaded boy sheepishly spoke. I thought for a moment,

‘I know this kid from somewhere…’ I muttered to myself. And then it hit me, Archie Andrews! From back in elementary!

‘that’s weird… he moved. I wonder what brings him back here?’ I pondered.

My thoughts were interrupted by the loud ringing of the bell, signalling that we had to move to first period. I had music first. I heaved myself out of the chair and made my way through the busy halls. I wonder when I’ll be seeing Archie again?


replied to your post: Okay, new game: I dare you to find something from…

John’s hair decision? It seemingly came out of nowhere. :P

*smiles wickedly* …allow me to point you to this lovely post.

I had pretty much the exact same thought as you did following S4, because really, if you look at the hairstyles on John and Mary both, they do seem to come out of nowhere:

BUT, if you compare them to the hairstyles from TAB…

The swoop, the curls… yeah, I would say that this supports EMP more than anything.

Send me a detail from S4 that you think I can’t connect back to S1-3!



While drawing the members’ faces on the mandarin oranges, “What kinda face did he usually do? Ueda’s hairstyle and appearance have sorta remained the same, right? Nakamaru, too, didn’t change much but I think he radiates a sorta fluffy and peaceful aura.”

New year message
To Ueda:
You seem to have become sharper in terms of your character, but I thought that’s a good sign. It would be nice if it’s a fulfilling year.

To Nakamaru:
With regards to the meet-up with the members from the same batch (i.e. Nakamaru, Masuda, Fujigaya and Tsukada), I’ve already given my schedule. I’m just waiting for Masuda to contact me.


After he was done drawing the oranges, Ueda showed it to the staff and said, “You can easily tell who is who, right? (lol). Kame has this cool image whereas Nakamaru’s face looks like a cartoon character.” He def has a knack at identifying their features!

New year message
To Kamenashi:
I met Kame the other day, and he was still as cool as ever. How’s coming with your challenge at throwing a 120km/h fastball?

To Nakamaru:
I met him the other day at work, and we do go out for a meal some time too. Are you not gonna change your hairstyle?


Nakamaru who’s good at illustration. “Both of their noses and mouths are rather unique, though.” and there, he began drawing the oranges. ‘This is Ueda.“ "This is Kame.” The staff took a close look and realized the slight differences in each orange that clearly illustrated each member. Indeed, he’s a professional!

New year message
To Kamenashi:
I received a message from Masuda that he wants to do a meet-up, so let’s find one day to go together!

To Ueda:
We just met recently, isn’t it? Well, Happy new year to you. Are you not gonna change your blond hair?

My First Love

Pairing: Pietro x reader

Summary: you never knew what love was, but you did once you fell for a silver haired, blue eyed boy. People described it as the most beautiful feeling ever but, why did they never speak as much of the pain it caused?

Author’s Note: alright I had been writing fluff only for a while and thought why not try something new.it has no fluffy ending, just pure angst. It’s my first time writing angst so feedback is most welcome. Hope you like it!

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, angst, crying, emotional distress and maybe a swear word or two.

Word Count: 1668

Part 2, 3

Originally posted by registeredalien

You were taught to be tough from a very young age. The very goal of your training wasn’t just to teach you how to incorporate your powers as you fought, it was to teach you to bear great pain. You were being raised to become a weapon to be used against the evil. It wasn’t that you weren’t allowed to have a normal life, you were but how far could have you gone with your power of shadow manipulation and your other life of being a professional killer. you went back to your training until a day came and the place you called home was up rooted. You were young and struggling when the avengers took you in.

You very reserved at first but slowly opened up to them, especially Natasha. She was like a big sister to you and could understand you the most. you were doing okay until you met him. the guy with silver hair and blue eyes.

  When you first met him you had this weird feeling you couldn’t quite put a finger on. You ignored it and carried on. You didn’t know why but you felt this need to be around him 24/7. You became quick friends with him for you both had a difficult past. You both didn’t have much of a childhood and suffered from some occasional but terrifying nightmares. You both helped each other through it and your friendship deepened.

You were lost in your thoughts sitting on one of the benches in the gym. Noticing, Natasha nudged you in the ribs.

‘lost in the thoughts of bluey again?’ she asked.

‘what?’ you snapped her head in her direction.

‘you know the not so new boy, who runs really fast, wears tight t-shirts-‘

‘I know that, I was asking what you meant by “lost in the thoughts”? you folded your arms.

‘come on (y/n), everyone can see that you like him. ’ she said and you rolled your eyes.

‘we are just best friends! I just like being around him because I can connect with him.’ you looked at her and softened your gaze.’ You out of all people know me the best nat. you know how my training made me this being who can bear any amount of pain and can’t feel much emotions. Love, out of all these feelings that I am capable of feeling now, is just something I can never feel. I really wanna experience all this you know? I wanna feel too,’ You looked at your hands and avoided her eyes.

‘(y/n), can you please be true to yourself and me, and tell me what are your exact thoughts about Pietro?’ she kept a hand on your shoulder.

‘I-I don’t know, I just like being around him. I like to observe him, talk to him and spend time with him. he is much nicer once you get to know him. I feel …. Happy around him.’ you looked at her and shrugged.

‘that’s because you like him. what they taught you about emotions seems to be wearing off.’ She looked ahead.

‘is that bad?’ you rubbed your neck.

‘it depends.’ She gave you a small smile.

All you could think about for the rest of the day was about what Natasha had said. Where you just attracted to him? or was it a deeper feeling? You walked in Pietro’s room as you both had decided to watch movies you had missed on. You knocked the door thrice.

‘the hell are you doing in there?!’ you knocked the door again.

‘just a second! don’t come in! I am half naked!’ he shouted. An image of him shirtless flashed in your mind but you quickly shook it off. He opened the door all dressed up and grinning.

‘where are you off to now sonic?’ you folded your arms. ‘

I have a date.’ He said grinning like an idiot ‘oh’ you said. You felt this heat rise inside you. were you jealous?

‘yeah, I met her at that bar we went to yesterday. She is really beautiful and amazing.’ He blushed a little.

‘oh that girl? Yeah, she was gorgeous.’ You gave him a small smile. ‘I’ll leave you alone now, bye. All the best.’

‘thanks.’ He said and pulled you in a hug. You liked being this close to him. maybe Nat was right. ‘I’ve gotta go, should not keep her waiting.’ He winked at you and paced away.

  You were left in a state of chaos. On one hand, you wanted to hold him close while on the other hand you wanted to be the way you were and stay devoid of emotions for they only caused pain.

This went on for two months, you thought that this wasn’t going to go much longer as it was some girl he met at a bar but boy, were you wrong. They both were the cute couple everyone was talking about. Well, Pietro had to fall for her, she had long dark hair, beautiful big eyes, full lips, tall stature and what not. She was beautiful all together. And you believed that she was great for him, he deserved a normal girl who could love him not someone like you who could only cause harm.

You were okay with his new lover but the thing that was bothering you was that you couldn’t even be friends with him now. You couldn’t feel the surge of happiness that came from being with him. You were getting back your emotions, something that were taken from you by your training. You were being taught to be merciless but being around him made you feel all fuzzy. You would get what they called ‘butterflies’ when he complimented you or winked at you. you wanted to be with him, touch him like they showed in the movies. All these fluffy feelings would go away when he would start singing her praises. When he would tell you how happy he was with her. It would sting but you smiled and nodded along with him.

You were holding fine until the day everyone was present in the common room and Pietro zapped in grinning. You smiled seeing him but it fell when you saw her with him.

‘everyone! This is Rosalie, my girlfriend.’ He put an arm around her waist and pulled her closer.

‘hi.’ She awkwardly waved. She received a bunch of ‘heys’ from everyone.

‘I am sorry, Rosalie but we’ve got some important work to do, so some of us must go.’ Steve said after everyone had exchanged pleasantries.

‘aww, really? I was looking forward to be able to talk to all of you.’ she rubbed her arm.

‘well, Natasha, (y/n) and some others are not going so you can look forward to talking to them.’ Tony got up.

‘oh, alright. Have a great day.’ She said in a sweet tone. Soon half of the avengers left for a mission. Only people left in the common room were Natasha, you, Pietro and his girlfriend. You and Nat were sitting on the chair while Pietro and Rosalie where lying tangled on the couch whispering and sharing soft touches

‘you don’t seem much bothered by all this.’ Natasha whispered.

‘trust me, it’s really hard.’ You sipped on your drink.

‘why didn’t you tell him?’ she looked at you with a soft expression.

‘for what? To ruin our friendship? Or his happiness? He’s happy with her. He deserves a normal girl like her not some fucked up person with an equally fucked up past like me.’ you swirled your drink.’ You know what? I realized it. It was love. I couldn’t get rid of it after getting out of that hell hole, I attached myself to the first person who provided me affection.’ You smirked.

‘(y/n)-‘she looked at you with sympathy.

‘that was one good first love.’ You smiled.

you both looked over the couch and found them kissing each other passionately. That was the last straw. It felt like someone was twisting a knife in your guts. Seeing someone you loved with someone else, was painful. What had happened to you? you weren’t the one to… feel. Why was all this happening now? You stood up abruptly and walked right out the room, Natasha followed you.

You didn’t know what to do, it was all so overwhelming. You wanted to scream and let all this out but you couldn’t. you didn’t think twice and started running on full speed.

‘Pain hurts the most when not felt.’ Your master’s words ringing loud and clear in your ears.

you ran until you couldn’t see a single soul. It was some abandoned park. You breathed heavily and then your legs gave out. There you were, on your knees trying to cope with the emotional pain that came with what they called love. You felt something running down your cheek. You touched it.

tears’ you thought. You were crying. You weren’t supposed to, you had to be strong. you couldn’t be weak. Your powers started to get out of hand and shadows started running in every direction of the park. You felt a pain surging in your wrists and chest, you just wanted to claw it out.

Natasha finally reached there and saw you. she was breathing heavily and approached you slowly.

‘(y/n)-‘her voice cracked when she saw you, you were holding back tears and your face was pained. You were quiet and made no voice. She knew exactly how you felt. ‘sweetheart, it’s okay.’ She wrapped her arms around you. ‘let it go.’

You were numb now; you couldn’t feel anything. You just breathed and had a blank expression on your face.

  ‘I wish I could.’ You whispered and pulled away. ‘I failed for the first time.’ You looked at her with a face devoid of emotions. ‘remember how I said I wanted to feel everything?’ She looked confused but nodded as she rubbed your arms.

‘I-I don’t wanna feel anything,’ you looked at her.

 ‘I don’t wanna feel any fucking thing.’ You stood up and started walking. Happiness wasn’t something for you after all.


Typical Saturday

After 11 miles with the run club and a quick shower at LifeTime I did something I haven’t done in 12 years. I got my hair cut by someone new.

I know I have the typical middle age white guy business man haircut and it’s not exactly challenging to a professional but I hate the uncertainty of going to someone new. Plus I’m ridiculously loyal. I followed my last guy to 5 different salons but finally bailed out after having to drive 35 minutes for a haircut in his kitchen. As expected, Sarah did a great job and if she’s willing, I’ll be a customer until I’ve no more hair to cut!

After dinner with Beth I hung last week’s medal and filled in my 20th state.

Say You Love Me

read it on ao3:  here

by jamesp0tter 

“What did he do, Lily?” Remus asked, his voice still tinged with laughter.

She bit her lip in hesitance - she could easily make something up that he had done, but decided against it. Godric, what didn’t James do? Lily felt like telling them how he runs his hands through his hair every two seconds and messes it up even more than it already was, and how pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose with the knuckle of his index finger where he wears his family ring, and how he chews his quills and licks his lips afterwards and he talks with his hands when he’s explaining something and how they shouldn’t even get her started on how he rolls his jumper to his elbows or what his shoulders look like in his Quidditch jersey or how he lets his tie hang off his neck. But instead she dropped into the chair closest to her saying simply, “I hate him.”

@snapslikethis ty so much for offering to read hehe :) 


Did I miss something while I was away? Why the sudden interest in Riza with glasses? Not that there’s anything wrong with that. My goddess is beautiful in anything. 

Tbh the only problem I have with s/u criticals are when people get nitpicky with characters and ‘canon’ personalities. In the new episode we get to see Lapis expand more compared to the past few episodes and while many did like her new characterization, those who didn’t had.. weird reasons to be nitpicky about??
The main anger in this episode about Lapis (other than her hair… but animation is hard !! Please understand that unless you want to make a 11 minute episode with 10,000 drawings than be my guest) is the last bit of when she goes, “I WAS RIGHT!”
Many believe it backtracked the point where she ADMITS she has a problem, something very powerful a person can do. To realize they aren’t always good . I’ll bet you that both sides of stans and crits have those that refuse that they can be wrong or that they know perfect morality. But really? Lapis did improve. She’s still not OK as said before and while it’d be amazing to finally get an episode for Lapis to pry out of her insecurities, it’s obviously not an easy feat. It took her almost a dozen episodes for her to FINALLY call Earth home. She’s even heard it from Peridot (both on and off screen).
No wonder she was so suspicious of Navie. And before you go, “Well she shouldn’t have judged her”, again, she has many bad memories on Earth. Despite her using her powers in the episode, she once admitted she was taking a break from water, a hint of PTSD.
It’s hard to be optimistic in a place or person when you compare different experiances. After getting along with Peridot, it’s obvious that the two had resembling feelings. But Navie… didnt. Lapis has still room to grow when creating relationships considering the fact that she got out of a toxic relationship and from this point, has 2 friends out of all the CG.
Now back on point on why her giggling at the end isn’t a backtrack, realize this. She WAS right. From a viewers pov, yes it was obvious Navie was going to betray them. But does her finding humor in this remove her improvement in the episode? No. When Peridot says it’s not a rush she shows envy towards Navie AND apologizes to Navie for making her feel like the problem AND admits it was LAPIS’ PROBLEM. When they are on the ship she finally feels okay. But guess what happens? She, with Steven and Peri, were betrayed. After she realized she was the problem she attempted to trust Navie only to be tricked. You can’t tell me that you have never been in a situation where you were the only one who was suspicious about something, tried to draw it out as your problem, but then turned out to be right. Depending on the situation is the outcome but really? In Lapis’ hers was justly humorous. Do you remember the part about her hammock? While it’s debatable, I believe that Lapis maybe suffering from depression. It’s a place where she can ‘turn off for a bit’. Lapis talked about her envy, her insecurity, and showed bits of depression. So why is it a crime for her to laugh? She was so obviously emotionally exhausted and she realized that she didn’t have to be. As someone who suffers from diagnosed clinical depression, this is very relatable. Humor can be a cope for stress which Lapis obviously was. It released those pessimistic vibes and let her feel okay, maybe not alright, but okay . And what made us initially love and miss about our Lapis Lazuli? Her humor.

Cully’s Short and Sweet Line-less Tutorial (Pt. 2) Hair

So I decided to go ahead and do a part 2 for the part one which covers hair. My warden is great for this because she has very unique hair with braids and a ponytail and almost always wears flowers in it.

I decided to try something new with this picture and I thought I’d go ahead and share it with you!

Step 1: Hair Flats.

Try not to get too intricate with this part. Just make it as much the general shape of the hair as possible. I unfortunately went a little too nuts and regretted that later.

Step 2: Hair detailing.

I did something a little different this time and took a page out of Britney Lee’s book (you can see my hair reference there in the corner :P) and actually created a whole other layer and color for hair detailing. This was all done with that same Blair Brush from the first tutorial at differing widths. I also didn’t like how her hair fell at the front in the first one so I changed it.

Step 3: Highlights, shadows and more details.

All I did here was give the base a shadow and add highlights to the light parts of her hair. Note though, you can add highlights to the base portion I just decided not to. I also gave her more wisps because wisps are cool.

Step 4: Flower Power!

Now time to move on to the flowers! My warden always wears flowers in her hair as her trademark so it’s time to add them.

First thing I do is create the base of each flower all on the same layer in the same color.

Step Five: Color Flowers:

Using the lock layer command (the little lock symbol at the top of the layers bar) we can lock the flower layer and begin to color them each individually. I tried to keep it simple but you can be more intricate if you want. Honestly its not necessary as I used the flowers in Aisling’s hair to simply give it some splashes color since it’s gray.

And that’s it for hair!

If there are any questions feel free to send me a message, I’m all ears and not so great at making tutorials.

Playing house. Part 1

So I did something a little crazy. And probably dangerous.I lived a dream.
So it started Wednesday. I was alone all day and all girled out. I had been edging and watching Sissy hypno, a plug in my boi pussy. I sat and smoked. Playing video games, painting my nails, ruining my wig. (I tried to do the hair a certain way and it got all knotted and tangled. Long story short. I needed a new one.) By 7pm I was at my peak. Everything had gotten to me and I was ready for the real thing. So I pulled out my phone and started cruising craigslist.
Unfortnatly there was nothing I was comfortable doing. Everyone on the site was looking for something more exstream and I was just a newbi, not even sure how far I would go.
I could chicken out and have a pissed off Dom in front of me and that didn’t seem safe to me. So I posted my own ad.
It read.
Hi. I’m abbey. A 22 year old sissy princess. I’ve never actually been with a man but I’m looking to live out my fantasy as a girl. Looking for a older more established man to pick me up and take me home and treat me like a girl. Let me be girly for u. 😘
I hit send and took a breath.
I did it. After only a few minutes I was anxious. I imiditly opend my email and waited. I smoked and searched for my own ad. Just to make sure it posted. Nothing. At around 1 am I gave up. I was to tired. I denyed myself from cumming and picked a cute sleeping outfit and crawled into bed.
I woke up Thursday like a kid on Christmas. I shot up and grabbed my phone, checking my in box. 32 replys 😊. I was so happy. So many people wanted me. Or so I thought. It turns out allot of people are looking to just unload and go. No one wanted any part of my fantasy. Until I found him. His wife was away for two weeks on business. And she dose this regularly. He claimed that while she’s away he’s allowed to have house boys service him and his needs while she’s away. True or not. He had cloths that would fit and what he wanted was almost exactly what I pictured.
So we agreed to meet up and have coffee first. And things Went better then expected. He wasn’t a gorgeous man but he wasn’t ugly. He had some scruff on his face and dark hair. His eyes were brown and he was in decent shape. We talked for about an hour and decided what we were comfortable with and how it would work. We finished our drinks and I grabbed the bag I packed then hoped in his car and drove back to his place. It was a pretty nice house but I feel this is dragging on so I’ll just say it felt a little 70s.
So we got inside and he took my sweatshirt and asked if I was ready to start. I meekly knodded and he told me to strip down naked.
I did as he said and he commanded I turn. And he inspected my body. I could feel his eyes all over me. It felt weird. Degrading. Like I was an object. He said to himself “that’ll work.” He commanded me to the bathroom and told me to make sure I was shaved smooth everywhere. I did what I was told and when I was done he met me at the door with my outfit. A maids outfit. Complete with frilly hat apron leggings and black come fuck me heels. I fumbled nervously into the outfit and he helped me when I needed it. I stood up using him to keep my balance while I got used to the heels.
He let me go and I balanced. He smiled at me and said, “nice, so u can get used to the heels, and your new role, by cleaning the House.” I giggled a little because I didn’t believe him at first. Then I saw his face. I’m sorry. Whack!. He hit me, Slpped me actually. It wasn’t hard but it was stern and brought tears to my eyes. “Im sorry what.” He said sternly.
I’m sorry. Daddy. I said meekly.
Whack! This time the slap was on the other side, and harder. Im sorry master. I said tru tears, Quenched waiting for the next slap. But instead he laid his hands on my sides and said. “That’s OK pet”. I could tell I was in for a long day.
I turned to start and he stopped me. “I forgot one thing” he said. “Bend over” I did as told and he lifted my skirt and pulled my panties down. And in a swift slimy push there was a butt plug up my ass.
The pain and pleasure mixed with the day of edging, and I exploded. Filling my panties with cum, my legs gave out and I fell to my knees spasming as I came my asshole twitching around the plug. I could hear him laughing saying to himself. “This is going to be fun.” As I finished I sat up and began to apologize when he said. “You’ll revive punishment for it. Don’t worry, but we can’t have u in wet panties all day now can we” I shook my head no, Visably shaking in fear. “Take them off” He commanded, And I obeyd.
He took them from me and turnrd them inside out showing me the cum. “This is what happens to dirty girls.” He said smearing some of the cum over my right eye. Making it a little hard to see.He then shoved them in my mouth, cum first and said “hold” I did what I was told as he stepped away. He returned shortly with tape and did not hesitate, quickly tapeing my mouth shut, cum soaked panties trapped inside. “Now work pet.” And I wasted no time starting. I had no idea where to begin so I started with the dish’s. I just didn’t want to upset him again. Working was difficult with my mouth taped shut and the plug digging in my ass. Add the high heels And I was lost. I scrubbed his house for 4 hours and I knew when I was done when he stoped me. Asking, “what’s for dinner slut.” I moaned and gagged thru my full mouth. He smiled and chuckled at me. “Make me pork chops with mashed potatoes and a salad. And go ahead and make yourself a salad too.” I bowed and said yes master thank u master thru my gag. And he smiled and walked out of the kitchen. I fumbled around the kitchen looking for everything. But he obviously planned it.
Halfway thru cooking he came back. I turned to greet him but he turned me around and bent me over the counter. Yanking my panties to my knees he pulled the plug out and replaced it with his cock. I grunted as he began fucking me like a monster, ramming my little ass with no mercy. I could only brace, and do my best to relax and accept it, moaning like a slut the whole time. After a few minutes of him fucking me I felt him swell, and with one hard shove he lodge his dick deep inside me. Filling me with his hot sticky cum. When I was nice and full he pulled out and put the plug back in, trapping his cum inside.
“Get back to work” he comanded. And I whimpered as I finished dinner. When I was all done I sat the table and plated everything up. Then went and stoond next to master in his chair. I said nothing, trying not to be noticed. He finished his show the stood and turned to me. “Read?” He asked. And I nod yes. We then walk to the kitchen and he sits me down, the plug digging in as I do, he then undoes my gag and takes the parties, tossing them a side. Then took a seat across from me.
I sat in silince as he looked over everything. “Very nice” he said nodding his approval. Thank u master I said quietly. “Oh but one thing” he said. I looked up. Terrified. “U need a dressing for that salad.”
He said. With mischief in his voice. “Get up and pull your panties down”
I did as I was told. he grabbed my salad and placed it on the floor. “Now add your dressing” he commanded.
I knew what he was talking about. I squat over the salad slowly sliding the plug out and I can feel ropes of cum following it. I push as hard as I can. And my ass squeeks as I push the cum out onto the salad. I take a breath and look down. The salad is well covers in my anal mess. keep pushing. He said almost softly. I whimpered and gave another push. Another slimy rope came out with a fart and I got increadaby embarrassed. He began to laugh ad said “put your pug back in and come join me.” I put the plug in and began to stand up and he stopped me “no” he said sternly and I stopped. He pointed down to his feet. “Dogs eat on the floor” It took a minute for me to process but I listened and took my spot on the floor by his feet. I stared at my messy anal salad and thought about not eating it. But then his voice wrang out. “Eat” And I meekly obeyed. I took the first bite with my tongue only, and tasted the salty cum and the bitter taste of my ass. It was a bad salad. Warm gooey bitter but salty. I choked it down face first liking the bowl clean to please master and he patted my head when I was done 😊

I’ll finish the rest later. I didn’t relies how long this would take 😊

I’m sorry its so long. I hope u finish it. And part two will be out shortly. And if I missed any spelling errors I’m sorry.
Adorable Starters II
  • “Do we have any frosting?”
  • “Can you do that again?”
  • “I just want to stay in bed all day. With you.”
  • “Have you met the new neighbors?”
  • “Did you send me those flowers?”
  • “I brought you something…”
  • “We could have a little fashion show.”
  • “Popcorn. Do we have popcorn?”
  • “Something came up and I have to go. Can I take a rain check?”
  • “Take a guess what’s in my hand.”
  • “I made dinner!”
  • “You look so cute in that.”
  • “I just want to run my fingers through your hair.”
  • “Can I get you something else? Tea? Medicine? Another blanket?”
  • “Just lay down and let me take care of everything.”
  • “I know what you need. Cartoons.”
  • “You look ridiculous. And adorable.”
  • “I was thinking of having a party.”
  • “You are looking tasteful but sexy.”
  • “You didn’t have to do that…”
  • “This tie is okay, right?”
  • “I don’t care how old I am. I like being read to.”

For just a little while, as she ran, she forget who she was, and where, and found herself remembering bright cold days at Winterfell, when she would race through Winterfell with her friend Jeyne Poole, with Arya running after them trying to keep up.