i gots the curly hair

anonymous asked:

i love yalls blog & i wld love it if i got a ftm karkat w/ curly hair &freckles, w a pudgy tum & thic thighs. a red&white varsity jacket w/ his a cancer turtle neck and jeans or leggings w a star or space pattern on them if its okay? i love for mod johan or mod alex to do it too, and is it ok for me to use it as an icon as long as theres credit?

Yeah it’s def ok! Just put either transtuck or thetwodude as the credit! :0c

- mod alex

Honestly if I die you should know that it is because we got Dan with curly hair and Phil in glasses in the same video.



Books Can Be Heavy At Times(Dan Howell)

Requested: Yes!
Summary: (Heyy.. can you make an imagine that y/n moves to the apartment next to dan and phil and she doesn’t now that they are youtubers and she starts to have a crush on Dan. I know it’s very specific but I just like the idea Thx) Of course I would do this imagine it sounds very fun and cute. I like the idea as well so hope you enjoy anon!

Paying the moving people I thanked them one last time then grabbed the box next to me and headed upstairs. I cursed myself for leaving one of the heaviest boxes for last there wasn’t even that much in it just books but lot of books in one can be pretty heavy.

Walking up the last flight of stairs I could feel my arms hurting. To my luck I saw one of the people who lived on the opposite apartment from me coming out. Stopping on the last stair I said

“Hey could you help me with this box please?” I asked slightly out of breath

“Umm sure” Said the guy taking hold of the box making me sigh in relief

“Thank you so much.” I said sitting down on the stairs closing my eyes for a minute and taking deep breaths “Who knew books could be so heavy huh?” I asked letting out a slight chuckle

Finally opening my eyes I couldn’t help the smile that came from seeing the guy in front of me. He was tall, slightly pale skin, he also had beautiful hazel eyes and curly short hair. Still looking at him I got up unable to stop looking at his face, he was just that attractive to not stop.

“Well books can be heavy at times…” He said smiling at me which made my stomach feel like it had butterflies

“Uh you- you must be one of the front door neighbours. I’m (y/n), I’m your new neighbour.” I said stretching out my hand but pulling away after remembering he was still holding my box

“I’m Dan, I believe I should say welcome to the building or something like that.” He said to which we both chuckled “I do want to apologize in advance if we’re noisy at times, we get way competitive at times when we play games” He mentioned with a half-smile

“I do recall the landlord telling something about that, but don’t worry I actually find it nice that couples get competitive once in a while” I said with a fake smile thinking of who his girlfriend must be

“Oh no no!” He said with wide eyes “I live with my best friend. Besides I… don’t have a girlfriend…” He said the last part quickly and shyly

“Well that’s good. That you live with your best friend that is…” I said hoping he didn’t understand I meant it because of the girlfriend thing

“Yeah I guess it is” He said getting a bit red as he looked down at the box “What about you? Are you moving in with anyone?” He asked to what I could tell was nervous

“Oh no… Sadly I’m moving in alone. No best friend, no boyfriend” I said mentally palming of my poor attempt of flirting, looking down at the box in his hands I opened my apartment door before turning back to him “I’m sorry I totally forgot about why you were still here. I can take the box from here.” I said coming close and taking the box from his hands “Thank you so much again. I guess I’ll see you around?” I said but came out as more of a question than statement

“You welcome and of course. I’ll see you around too” He said to which he made a face clearly not meaning to say the too part making me giggle

“Thank you again Dan” I said to which he nodded and started walking down the stairs as I closed my door


Two months later

I was currently on my office doing some paper work and checking emails but got distracted every once in a while because of the conversation I was having with Dan. After briefly meeting when I moved in we kept bumping into each other until I ended up asking if he wanted to hang out. Ever since then we’d been good friends, I got to meet Phil after a short time after and he was really nice as well. We all got alone really well and hung out as much as we could but it was always at my place for some reason. I was okay with it at the start but after a while it made me feel strange in a way like they were my friends but to a curtain point. It also made me feel a bit hurt since I had developed feeling for Dan, they weren’t huge feelings but the constant crush I had on him drove me crazy to the point were sometimes I couldn’t get to close to him because of it. An hour later I finished up everything I was doing, looked for my bag and making sure I had everything I needed walked out of the house and headed to 7 dials. Since I moved I really hadn’t been out much pretty much to work then back home so I needed to get out of the house for a bit.

Once there I headed to one of my favourite book stores searching for something new to buy. Looking around I headed to the young adult section, looking at every book when I spotted one that made my eyes go wide. On the cover was Dan and Phil with the title ‘The Amazing Book Is On Fire’, next to it was another one with the name 'Dan and Phil Go Outside’. Taking hold of the first one I took a look through it before closing it again and heading to the cashier to buy it. Getting out of the store I headed to a small café I’d been with the boys before, ordered a hot chocolate and sitting down near a window I took the book out and started reading what was inside. I couldn’t believe I had a book written by the boys I’ve spent so much time with lately, I was learning so much about them meanly what they did for a living, it explained why they were so noisy at times.

After finishing my drink and reading almost half of the book I put it back in the bag I had it in and started walking to the subway ready to head home and talk to them.
Taking a deep breath I knocked on the boys door and waited for someone to open, shortly after the door was pulled back and Dan came in view.

“Hey” He said coming to hug me “ I thought you’d be working till later tonight” He mentioned with a frown

“I was but I finished early.” I said taking another deep breath before continuing “I went to town after, I went to the café we’d been to before. I also went to the book store and I saw something very peculiar…” I said holding up the bag in my hands

Dan looked like he’d seen a ghost as he went paler than he already was and his eyes went wide with shock and nervousness. Looking down at the bag he took hold of it and slowly pulled out the book inside. Revealing one of their books.

“You.. found out.” He said looking back at me

“Well by the looks of it you guys are big. I was going to find out eventually..” I said with a raising an eyebrow

Walking closer to him I took the book from his hands and out it back in the bag. With a half-smile I took hold of his arm and lightly squeezed it making look at me.

“Could we go inside and talk about this, please?” I asked to which he nodded

Moving aside he let me get in and closed the door before we both walked up the stairs. Walking to the living room and once there I could see things about them like something about the brits and a few awards. Once sat down on the sofa we had a little moment of silence before o broke it.

“Why didn’t you guys tell me?” I asked scooting closer and grabbing his hands

“I just…” He started sighing before continuing “When we first met I thought maybe you knew and as we got to know each other more I realized you didn’t know and I would’ve told you but.. I started to like you and have have feelings for you… I just wanted you to like me for me and not the 'Dan Howell’ me..” He finished off

“Dan…” I said grabbing his chin and tilting his head up so he would look me in the eyes “I like you because of you. And I would have liked you because of you not because of what you do. But because of who you are as a person. You’re an amazing guy Dan and any girl would be lucky to have you. I love your personality, how incredibly sweet you can be and how good of a friend you can become. That’s why I like you not because you’re some internet sensation” I said to which we both laughed

“I’m sorry we didn’t told you before. Phil was going to tell you about it but I told him not to, at least not yet… I’m sorry” He said moving his hand up until it was on my cheek

We both smiled before starting to lean in until our lips touched and moved little by little in a gentle kiss. Pulling away we looked at each other with the biggest smiles Is ever seen or felt.

“You know I did see one video of yours on the way here…” I said with a smirk

“Oh no… What video did you see?” He asked closing his eyes and frowning

Getting straight I moved my arms and said [Hi, I’m Dan] then started laughing my bum off. He squeezed his eyes shut even more and got up leaving the room.

“Oh come on Dan it’s an adorable video” I said laughing as I got up and went after him

hi my name is Franz P'eter Schubert and I have short curly orange hair (that’s not how I got my name) that reaches my shoulders and light purple eyes like the deepest void and a lot of people tell me I look like Franz Schober (AN: if u don’t know who he is, get da hell out of here!)I’m not related to Francois Schubert and I don’t wish I was, because he’s not a major fucking hottie. I’m a composer and my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a teacher and I teach in a regular school called My House in Vienna where I teach anyone. (I’m 31.) I’m a Romantic, in case u couldn’t tell, and I wear mostly yellow. For example today I was wearing a yellow coat, brown waistcoat, green bow tie, brown trousers, white stockings, and black shoes. I was wearing little round glasses. I was walking outside Otawakan. It was snowing and raining, so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. Mozart stared at me. I put up my middle finger at him. 

“Hey Franz!” said a voice. I looked up. It was….Ludwig van Beethoven! 

 "What’s up Luddy-senpai?“ I asked. 

 "Nothing.” He said shyly.

 But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away.

anonymous asked:


Description of crush

my crush is my lover so i guess I’ll describe him. He’s got curly hair and blue eyes and he has a british accent and i LOVE it. He’s super nice and he plays like all the instruments and he sings so beautifully and he makes me laugh and he makes me so happy

Female Korean-American Teenager

Hi, I’m Caroline, and as the title states, I’m a female Korean-American teen currently living in a town that’s 80% white. The majority of East Asians living here are Japanese, and over the years, there have been a few sprinklings of new Korean or Chinese families moving in. For the most part, however, my family was the only Korean family in town when we first came here. This heavily impacted my childhood - made me ashamed of my culture and ethnicity - and of course, the racism that I constantly faced from classmates, parents, teachers, and sometimes even friends, was exhausting. 

It means so much to me to see Korean-American characters - or any person of color, really - be represented in today’s books, TV shows, movies, etc. For once, I’d like to see fully-fleshed out, complex characters who are people of color - not just the 2D stereotypes that too many forms of media put them out to be. So if a few more writers out there become less ignorant due to this post, I’ll be forever grateful. 

So. Let’s do this thing!

Beauty Standards 

Most East Asians represented in today’s media have extremely straight, practically black hair. And while it’s true that straight, black hair is the most common trait regarding hair amongst Koreans, there are (*gasp*) a few of us with curly hair, too. (Moi.) To the Koreans I knew, anyways, my hair was always an object of envy. I’d frequently be asked if I got the perm, and whenever I said I had naturally curly hair, there’d be a lot of “oh, how lucky"s going around. That made me feel pretty special, only it’d last for a short while before the reality of living in a mostly-white neighborhood kicked in, where my curly hair was usually made fun of. (Usually saying that Asians don’t have curly hair. Whatever. On the whole scale of racist comments I’ve been sent, the one about my hair is the least bothersome. When I was a kid, it bothered me a lot, though, and I think to some extent, it still bothers me at least a teeny bit - I actually started to straighten my hair when I went into eighth grade. Yup, give me the Hypocrite of the Year Award. I still need some adjustments.) 

Amongst Koreans, there’s also a lot of emphasis on having a small face, long and skinny legs, a fairly short torso…essentially, Koreans thrive for the typical European figure. Koreans, however, have pretty round faces, short and stalky legs, and long torsos for the most part. (With the exception of a few - and of course, the option for plastic surgery is always out there. I shit you not, almost every Korean woman I know have at least either (a) known someone who went through plastic surgery or (b) have been in plastic surgery myself. It’s a big deal in South Korea. My grandma had surgery done to her eyes twice, my mom’s friend had surgery done to her nose and her eyes, and my aunt’s brother is actually a plastic surgeon who does operations a number of times a day.) 


Growing up, I wore the typical American clothing - except for on special occasions, like my first birthday or New Year’s. On those days, I’d wear a hanbok, which is a traditional Korean gown with lots of colors and embroidery. The men would wear traditional clothing as well, and it’s customary for Koreans to wear these especially on New Year’s. Now, since my brothers and I have outgrown our hanboks, we just stick to American clothes on New Year’s. 

Daily Struggles 

Though I tell all my white friends and classmates that my first language is English, my first language was actually Korean. I don’t say that my first language is Korean anymore because firstly, I don’t want people to think of me as someone who only speaks Korean and secondly, I don’t know how to speak Korean anymore. It’s sad, really, because I can understand Korean much better than my siblings and my cousins, and there are moments when I can almost remember a phrase, but as of now, speaking the language is an extreme difficulty and embarrassment to me, especially when I’m surrounded by elders. (And usually, the only things I can say to them are ‘hello’ and ‘thank you’ and ‘goodbye’.) It’s frustrating to speak to older Koreans and know exactly what they’re saying but only being able to respond in English. 

That being said, growing up, I often had to translate - more specifically, re-translate - for my mother, who didn’t know English at all when I was a child. She used to feel incredibly lonely for it, and often times, she’d feel frustrated and cry about how all of the white mothers acted like she was an idiot for not knowing English. As an extreme social butterfly, this really hurt my mother, and it hurt her even more when her own children were starting to distance themselves because of the language barrier. I remember having to sit with my mother on the couch and help her learn English - and it was, to be honest, one of the saddest experiences I’ve ever had to go through. She’d grow frustrated with herself, and she’d hate every bit of it, I could tell, but she kept going because she wanted to be there for her kids. (She eventually got her American citizenship, too, but by doing so, she had to give up her Korean citizenship. Most East Asian countries don’t allow dual citizenships.) And though I don’t speak Korean anymore, I actually continue to re-translate things for my mother - in other words, I just have to simplify the English a little bit to get her to understand what someone else is saying. (This method works for anyone else who is struggling with English. Simplify the words, that’s all - but don’t treat the person with disrespect.) 

And, of course, there’s the very exhausting series of questions that come with being Korean. The most annoying and frustrating are (but not limited to) - 

  • “Oh, so are you South Korean or North Korean?” (Bruh. If I was North Korean, there’s a VERY slim chance I’d be in America right now. I’d still be stuck in North Korea, wouldn’t I?) 
  • “But what’s your nationality?” (American.) “No, I mean your REAL nationality.“ 
  • “What are you? Japanese? Chinese? Vietnamese?” (For some reason, NO ONE GUESSES KOREAN.) 
  • “Wow, your English is great!” (???) 
  • “English is your best subject? Wait, then what about math?” (…) 
  • “I bet you’re super smart!” (…I study hard, yeah, but that has nothing to do with the fact that I’m Korean.) 
  • “Oh, my God, Koreans are SO hot.” (Ew. Times a thousand.) 

Dating and Relationships 

My parents are pretty strict about my nonexistent love life. If my dad had it his way, I wouldn’t be allowed to date until I’m out of college. But for real talk, my mom’s actually the one who’s much pickier on who I date. She told me since I was a kid that it’d be best for me to date (and marry) another Korean-American. She means this out of the goodness of her heart - mostly that she wants me to marry someone who I can connect with culturally. (“Regular Koreans will be too grounded into Korea. You need someone with similar experiences.”) My dad just doesn’t want me to date anyone Japanese - and while I find this wrong, it’s mostly due to the bad blood between Korea and Japan. (World War II, the Korean War, comfort women, etc.) 

And because of this prejudice against Japanese people, my dad always found it difficult to accept that I had a few Japanese friends. He often wanted me to stray away from other Eastern-Asians in general, American or not. (Unless, of course, it was for dating/marrying.) This was because he didn’t want me to become a part of “THAT Asian group”, which, let me just say, is pretty sad, because when there’s a group of white kids hanging around, no one finds it strange. When there’s a big group of x friends of x race, it’s suddenly SUCH an odd sight. 


This is where I try to restrain myself for real. 

The most common foods you’ll find at a Korean dinner table are rice, kimchi (which is basically spicy pickled cabbage - lots of Koreans eat it, but I personally never did. And I still don’t. Oops), kim (pronounced keem - basically roasted and dried, slightly salted seaweed strips. Which are really good), along with a number of side-dishes and maybe one big, main dish. (Mostly meat.) 

Favorite Korean dishes include

  • seolleongtang, a lightly salted broth with oxtail meat, or sometimes some other kind of meat. There’s usually a sprinkling of scallions, and rice or noodles can be served inside. 
  • kalbi, the famous Korean BBQ. Just imagine meat being prepared directly in front of you served with veggies. Delicious, but be warned - your burps will stink - and I mean stink - afterwards. Its variant, kalbi jim, are slow-cooked short ribs served often with Korean-style steamed potatoes and carrots. Just as good. 
  • tangsuyuk, sweet and sour (mostly sweet, I think, anyways,) pork. The pork is covered with a batter that is fried and then typically dunked in sweet sauce. Some people like to have the sauce on the side so they can dip it in - and still save the crunch. It’s a personal preference. 
  • buchimgae, otherwise known as Kimchi Pancakes. Korean pancakes are not your typical breakfast pancakes. They’re made in a pan, like regular breakfast pancakes, but inside, there’s an assortment of seafood, veggies, and in this version, kimchi. (There are spicy and non-spicy versions). 
  • tteokbokki, spicy rice cakes. Very chewy and again, pretty spicy. 

Favorite Korean sweets/desserts/snacks include 

  • tteok, sweet rice cakes. There are many different kinds of rice cake, usually with flavors of classical red bean or green tea. The favorite of many children is the classical rainbow tteok, where the rice cakes are dyed with strips of green, pink, and yellow. The flavor of plain tteok is actually not too sweet, but it’s still a very classic, very traditional and cultural Korean dessert that cannot be skipped over. 
  • yakbap, a very special type of sweet rice cake all on its own. This is a favorite amongst many, and the rice is prepared in a way that it’s sticky and brown. Pine nuts, chestnuts, and jujubes as well as raisins are mixed in. 
  • patbingsu, a frozen dessert. Think of an evolved form of shave ice with toppings like red bean paste, nuts, and fruit. Extremely popular in South Korea, not to mention one of its most iconic desserts. 
  • saeoosnek, shrimp-flavored crackers. Again, a very popular snack that’s exactly what it sounds like. Crackers. With. Shrimp. Flavoring. 
  • choco pie, a popular chocolate-marshmallow cake that looks similar to America’s moon pie. Extremely popular amongst children. 


In my family, we never celebrated the direct Korean celebrations, but we always celebrated the Korean New Year the traditional way. Again, usually dressed in hanbok, children (and parents) would bow down to the oldest members of the family and pay their respects with a traditional phrase. They also have to perform a special bow three times while saying this phrase. (There are two different bows - one for men, one for women.) Once doing so, the elder usually gives a blessing to the family members and presents them with an envelope of money, very similar to the traditional Chinese red envelope they receive on their New Year’s celebration. 

Another traditional Korean celebration my family - and many other Korean families, I’m sure - celebrate is the 100 Days birthday. 

A brief history lesson - back when Korea was suffering due to the economy failing, it was a rare occurrence to ever see a child live past one hundred days. Once one hundred days had passed, then the family would rejoice and throw a large celebration, inviting friends, extended family members. There’d be lots of food and laughter and different rituals all dedicated to the child. Now, of course, Korea’s economic situation is not the same as it was back then, but we still hold these celebrations for tradition and cultural reasons. 

One of the most important rituals in the 100 Days birthday is sitting the baby down in front of a variety of items - usually a coin, a pen, a length of twine, a book, food, and sometimes other variants of those items. If the child picks up a coin, then it is to be predicted that this child will live a wealthy life. If the child picks up a pen or a book, then it is to be predicted that this child will grow to become a scholar. If the child picks up food, then it is to be predicted that this child will never go hungry. If the child picks up the length of twine (or sometimes string or a spool of thread), then it is to be predicted that this child will live a long life. Some families believe in this, others don’t, but either way, this ritual is performed because hey, tradition! (And besides, it makes for pretty cute pictures.) 

Home/Family Life 

Korean families and Korean home-life, I feel, will always have a different atmosphere from white families. Most Korean parents are very reserved when it comes to public displays of affection for their children, though like all families, this can vary. Independence and learning how to grow an outer shell is very important to the Korean lifestyle. This doesn’t mean that Korean parents don’t love their children - of course they do, and again, all Korean families work differently. However, this pattern and discipline is a common thing to find in most Korean families. 

There’s a certain emphasis on studying - and no, not all Korean parents are super strict about grades and threaten to beat their children if they get a B on a report card. (At least, my parents didn’t.) However, education is still considered a top priority. Studying is encouraged, and most Korean parents want to see their children secure a good job (ie doctor, lawyer, engineer, etc). Most of the time, Korean parents just want to see their children live a secured life. That’s it. At least, with my parents, everything they ever taught me or told me had something to do with me learning to survive when I become older. I used to resent this when I was a kid, but now that I’ve grown more mature, I actually find myself appreciating everything my parents have ever taught me. 

Another note - when a Korean woman marries, she is cut off from her birth family and is considered to only be a part of her husband’s family. This limits her visits to her own birth family - and though this was a common thing before, I believe many Korean families don’t operate the same way anymore. (Some traditions last longer than others.) 

Elders are respected. Period. Even if s/he’s getting on your nerves, you ALWAYS RESPECT THE ELDERS. 

Shoes are taken off before entering a house. No exceptions to this rule. If you wanna impress your Korean friend, take off your damn shoes. This will be appreciated. 

Things I’d like to see less of. 

  • people thinking that “all Koreans get hot when they’re older”. (FETISHIZATION IS A BIG NO-NO.)
  • Koreans being seen as submissive and docile creatures. (Note how I said creatures and not humans. Because that’s how some people treat Koreans and other East Asians. Like we’re creatures, rather than actual human beings.) 
  • Koreans being seen as kickass ninjas. (It’s either docile creatures or kickass ninjas. There’s never a line between the two, and it’s exhausting.) 
  • “Koreans are so romantic!” (Sorry, that’s the K-drama binge talking. If anything, Koreans are pretty reserved when it comes to PDA and again, affection in general. Of course, I can’t speak for all Koreans, but at least with my family, PDA was always kept to a minimum. Usually a quick peck on the lips, kisses on the cheek, hand-holding, etc. Never an actual full kiss in public. Forget about make-out sessions.) 
  • Stone-cold Koreans. (Again, there’s either the romantic Korean or the Terminator Korean. Never an in-between. Yes, keep in mind that due to cultural reasons, Koreans don’t typically display affection. THAT DOES NOT MEAN THAT WE DON’T DISPLAY EMOTIONS.) 
  • Straight-A Koreans. Typically good at math and science. (While yes, many East Asian countries and families put emphasis on these subjects, not all Koreans happen to be extreme nerds who cry at a B on a report card. Example A - I happen to stink at math. And I know many other Asian-Americans who also stink at math. So.) 
  • Assuming Korean parents are abusive. (While there are many abusive Korean parents out there, people need to stop assuming that right off the bat. Stop. It’s extremely disrespectful, not to mention just wrong?!) 

Things i’d like to see more of. 

  • complex, well-rounded Korean characters. (Give me a Korean character who hates math but still tries to do well in class. Give me a Korean character who’s bisexual and surrounded by loving family members. Give me a Korean character who likes roller-skating and getting high in the bathroom stalls and sings Jackson 5 all day. Give me a Korean character who goes out to be homecoming queen and buffs her nails while fighting demons. Give me a Korean character who cries, laughs, talks, breathes, LIVES like an actual human being, and you’ll get the respect of hundreds - maybe thousands - of readers and viewers who’ve been waiting for so long to be properly represented.) 

Wanted to draw someone with long, curly, untidy mess of hair, and I guess that defaulted to Alucard from Castlevania. And lots of red glow.

Added other versions without the glows/shadows because why not.

So like I have curly hair and when it was long my family would tease at how my fluffy hair got pushed down by my headphones, so why not give Lucio that signature “my hair is curly and I got some cool headphones to listen to my beep boopin’ tunes” look!

Plus lucios natural hair is fantastic and it was super fun trying to figure out how to color him with my limited markers!

gonna put together my reply/thoughts on the endgame post in a little bit but I just;; had to draw this since you were curious @magnemehr

this just isn’t her… this was so painful to draw and color tbh @-@


Happy Birthday to my waifu @iuciei 💖 Just printed a modified Rickyl Art on two tops as her (and my 😆) birthday present 👏 Art by everybery (thank you) I’ve just added more hair on Daryl and Rick got more curly hair 😆 Sorry Desus but Rickyl is our true love 😩