i want that ear!


OFF doodles(●´ω`●)

@pastelsphere Here is Zacharie! And Sugar too! ^-^

@glasses-and-psi Hula hoops ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

@brainplaguerewind a few Queens, I thought you might be interested

cute Reflection guys and Vesper by @dan-jang

McMcMcree: idk if other people do this or not but i like snackin’ on raw spaghetti.. I KNOW ITS WEIRD and i cant stop


Genji: i want tattoos, but im worried that my father wont approved it so… i draw with markers instead. (i tend to get bored easily with the patterns so havin a marker tattoo is great.)

(these r the ones that i manage to save.)

oh and i also want a ear pierce like hanzo’s (it will hurt like hell doe)

Hanzo: (ok this is serious.. ehem)

-try not to give a lot of facks to somebody… they might not appreciate it

-dont be so facking awkward dammit

-dont fall in love to easily lol

-learn how to handle money ffs.

Here are the color-coded lyrics of Tokyo Girl by Perfume! I was shocked to find that people wanted to see this, WOW!

Now, I played this by ear and live performances. I took a closer look at who was singing what parts while dancing. The ear took a little more time because we all know Nakata and his vocals.

If you all need to know:
A~chan = Pink
Nocchi = Orange
Kashiyuka = Turquoise
All = Black

Let me know what you think! This is my first time color coding lyrics, I open to CONSTRUCTIVE criticism!

P.S. - I was happy that Kashiyuka was NOT fucked over when it came to solo line distribution… she takes up quite a good amount here.

P.P.S. - If you are going to reblog my photo, PLEASE tag me in it and give me credit! This is my first time using S Note for color coding lyrics.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.