laid back and local

Marco's Good Time Theme
Brian H. Kim
Marco's Good Time Theme

From Star vs. the Forces of Evil - Pizza Thing. I wouldn’t say that Marco has a specific theme, per se. He has more of a “genre,” in that we mainly use laid back indie rock stuff for him, to give him a local, Echo Creek (Los Angeles) feel. (As opposed to, say, the Eastern-infused magic girl stuff we do for Star.)

This super happy, Huey Lewis kinda cue is the most musically distinctive thing we have done for Marco up to this point, and is a bit of a departure, but I think it still fits the Echo Creek vibe.

Also, it may or may not come back later this season in a longer form…

Also, poor bearded birthday hipster. :(

Hula Girl

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Request: “Could you write something where Sam ends up in Hawaii and meets a girl who teaches him how to surf and just generally have a little peace in the sand and waves?” - @cleverdame

Word Count: ~2,180

Warnings: kind of some fluff, being in the ocean (that might be a trigger for some people?), implied smut

A/N: I know the first gif is them in a plane, just work with me here ;) I hope you like this, darling! <3

Originally posted by mooseleys

“Dean, you’re on solid ground again. Calm down.” Sam laughed as he slapped his brother on the back.

“Shut up, Sammy.” Dean grumbled.

Sam laughed again, eyes searching the beach for the closest place to stay. A case had brought them to Hawaii - finally.

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Up in The Villa

Some shows start out with a simple premise–or a nebulous one.
This one, set in the Greek island of Naxos, was the first one filmed for this season ( episodes are frequently shown out of sequence). The idea going in was quite simple: I go to a really nice, laid back Greek island–one with an actual local culture, businesses and income streams outside of tourism–and slide gently into another year of making television whilst maintaining my sun tan from summer vacation.

What did I know about Naxos? What did I expect to find?
I will admit to have done little homework and having had few expectations. I knew that Greece as a nation was going through an awful, crippling financial crisis.  I had asked for a villa where I might putter about and do some cooking as a base of operations. What would it be like, removed from the mainland? Naxos, I knew, (and had insisted) was very different from Mykonos. It was not a party island. It was a blank slate. So the narrow slices of life depicted on this episode are me learning right there along with you. There’s a lot of delicious food. The place is, as one would expect, gorgeous. But there are surprises–and indicators both hopeful and ominous.

Hope you enjoy.



Easily one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been, I’d strongly suggest paying it a visit if you’re making travel plans to this part of the world. Even a day or two is enough for most visitors to get a sense for the laid back and mostly carefree nature of the locals. If you go to Lisbon be prepared to walk quite a bit as it lives up to it’s name of “The City of Seven Hill.” This won’t be the last time I get to experience Portugal, as my return trip to the States begins in Lisbon so come December I’ll get to enjoy it one more time before heading home. 

sad-eyed-lady-of-the-low-lands  asked:

Do you have any comics with neurodivergent characters?

The Life of Alexis Perkins

An LGBT comic about a girl named Alexis Perkins who is a young trans girl who also struggles with Asperger’s Syndrome - a form of Autism. The story is about her senior year of high school and possibly beyond. The story tells her story through the eyes of her and her friends. It tells of the ups and downs of her life, including the prejudice she faces from those she should have been able to trust most to accept her.


Lian Macey, nineteen years old, and realized Autistic, was born and raised in the bustling cityscape of Perth, Western Australia. Despite being studious, hard-working and dedicated, Lian is finding the pathway to becoming a surgeon grating on him. So one night, he escapes to relieve some stress, as he and his best friend, Ida, go to see the rock group “Obnoxious Queers” perform at a local bar.

Enter Pas, the fun loving and laid back guitarist of the group who came to Australia in order to escape the confines of his previous life. After the show, the two meet and, while stumbling to grasp each other at first, soon form a strong bond and perhaps even fall in love. But with exams steadily approaching, an overbearing father and Pas’ apathy toward seemingly everything in life, Lian might just snap before anything can become of it.

“Strings” is a story of young love and how meeting someone the exact opposite of you can drastically change your outlook on life. It is intended for young adults and contains coarse language, sexual references and non-sexual nudity.

Sharp Zero

Our story centers around Elliot, a delinquent indie rock musician who gets caught up in the world of vigilantism through an unexpectedly stupid accident.


Art and short comics for an upcoming comic about a lesbian werewolf with ADHD and anxiety.

anonymous asked:

why is SD better? is it the beaches? nature? people?

the people are laid back and theres not as many tourists and its more local and not every white guy u meet is an aspiring sound cloud artist lmao

They Don't Know

So, I wanted to incorporate something different in the imagine to make it a little more juicy, but it’s still following your requests. I hope you enjoy it :)

You walked into the house you owned with your boyfriend, Jensen, only to be greeted by the over-sized puppy. The two of you had invested in the German Shepherd only 2 months after you moved in with him. He was only 8 weeks old when you adopted him. Jensen insisted that the two of you named the puppy after your favorite character on Supernatural.

“Hi, Cas” you greeted him, running your fingers through his soft fur. When Misha found out that you named the puppy after him, he was absolutely elated. You remembered the way his eyes lit up with excitement. Jared and Misha were some of your closest friends, but you were no one special. You were always just a fan of the show, but one night of fate changed your entire life.

You had just finished your schooling in Vancouver, and you were working as a waitress at a local diner. It was a very laid back diner without a huge rush of customers. One night, you worked through a normal shift. Right before the diner closed, 3 familiar faces walked through the door. You were the last waitress left, so you had the job of waiting on them. Jensen gave you his number at the end of the night, and he walked you to your car.

Ever since that night, you fell completely in love with each other. You knew that he loved you, but his fans felt the absolute opposite. All of your social media sites were bombarded with hate mail. You had to change your number on a weekly basis because people would send you threats. It got worse and worse as your relationship with Jensen continued.

“Honey,” you heard his voice coming from the kitchen. A faint smile played on your lips. Your day had been horrible since you left the house that morning. You knew that all you had to do was spend some time with Jensen and everything would get better. You walked into the kitchen to see that he was busy cooking dinner “how was your day?” he asked, glancing over at you.

As soon as he saw your tired and and disappointed expression, he dropped everything he was doing. He walked over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. You looked up into his perfect emerald eyes, remembering that you were going to fight for this. He was your soulmate, and you weren’t about to give that up just because people didn’t agree with him being with you.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” he asked as you studied the freckles that were lightly sprinkled over his nose and cheeks. You shook your head “how about some wine?” he asked, and you smiled up at him.

“Yes, please” you said, and he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“I’ll pour you a glass” he said in a soft voice before turning away from you

“What’s for dinner?” you asked as he pulled a glass from the cupboard. He walked back over to the island in the kitchen. You sat down on the stool, and he handed you a full glass of your favorite wine. You smiled at him before taking a sip.

“Tonight, we’re having my favorite meal; steak, a baked potato, and green beans. I hope that’s alright with you” he said, and you nodded your head

“Of course it is” you said “I don’t know why I’ve been in such a mood for red meat lately” you confessed. Steak and burgers were always a Jensen thing, and chicken was your thing. Lately your taste buds jumped right to red meat, and you could barely stay away from them. It was so bad 2 nights ago, that you asked Jensen to run down to the local Jack-in-the-Box for burgers.

“Well, that’s why I wanted to surprise you. It was either this or burgers, but I figured that you’d enjoy a juicy steak even more. Besides, we had burgers the other night” he said, and you could feel the side of your mouth pull up into an involuntary smirk. Sometimes he was just so cute that you couldn’t help but smile. Even on your worst days, he could say one special phrase, and you would be completely rejuvenated.

“We should probably lay off the red meats after tonight” you said, as he cut up the onions to sautee for the steak. He shot you a quick, confused, glance.

“Why?” he asked

“I feel bloated. I don’t want to start gaining weight just because I’m having a short period of weird food cravings” you said, and he let out a chuckle

“Why not? There would be more there for me to love” he said with his usual bright attitude. You felt the guilt weighing on your mind. You knew that he deserved someone better than you. You knew that he deserved a supermodel girlfriend that everyone else adored, but you were just an average girl from a small town.

“I just don’t need there to be another reason why your fans hate me” you blurted out as an answer to his previous question.

“They don’t hate you” he replied, and you shook your head. He wasn’t looking at you, so he couldn’t see your silent disagreement “the thing about being in the spotlight is that some people will adore you, and others will try to tear you down. It isn’t personal because we all go through it. Do you think that everyone on the internet or social media sites loves me?” he asked

“Well, it certainly seems that way” you said

“A few years ago, I started looking at everything that was posted about me, and I became consumed by the amount of people who disliked me. I got depressed about it because it seemed like the bad outweighed all the good. The fans who supported me were pushed to the back burner because I was only focusing on the people who called me a douchebag and a pansy. It took a lot of work to realize that I have a really strong and welcoming fanbase. There are plenty of people out there who love you, but you just have to open your eyes” he said, and you took another sip from your glass.

“You’re probably right” you said, and he flashed his perfect smile at you

“Of course I am” he joked

“I have a few things to do before dinner” you said, and he nodded. You walked up the stairs with the paper bag clutched in your hand. Your knuckles could have permanently turned white because of the pressure you held the bag with. You brought it into the bathroom before pulling the box out of the bag. You ripped it open, pulling out the stick that would decide the rest of your life. Jensen’s fans would hate you even more if this came out the way you feared.

“Please, be negative” you prayed, pulling the cap off. You sat on the toilet and did as the instructions told you to do. Once you urinated on the stick, you set it on the countertop in the bathroom. You had to wait for 5 minutes, and it was undoubtedly the longest 5 minutes of your life. Your heart raced as you hung your head down.

Once you were sure the 5 minutes were through, you picked up the test. You closed your eyes knowing that the result would determine your entire future. If it was positive, everyone would hate you even more because you would be even more serious with Jensen. However, if the test was negative, you could continue your life the way you had been living it thus far. Your thumb found the result, and you covered it. You wanted to see how to read it before you saw the results.

You opened your eyes to see that two lines was a positive reading while on line was a negative reading. You let out a deep breath, knowing that you needed to find out one way or another. Abortion wasn’t an option for you if the test did read positive. You wouldn’t pull Jensen down with it, so it was obvious that you would have to leave.

“You can do this, (Y/N)” you said to yourself, moving your thumb from the result. The two lines stared you right in the face.


“No, no, no” you said, throwing it into the trash bucket next to the toilet “this isn’t happening. This can’t be happening. Oh my God” you breathed out, standing up and looking at yourself in the mirror. You tried to tell yourself that it was all just a bad dream, but you knew that it wasn’t “shit, shit, shit” you mumbled. You stuffed the pregnancy test box into the paper bag before heading out of the bathroom.

You knew that your best bet was to keep it from Jensen. You couldn’t tell him because he would throw it all away. He would leave the job that he loved so much to take care of you. You threw the bag into the garbage in the kitchen.

“When did Cas go out?” you asked, and he shrugged his shoulders

“I probably let him out an hour ago” he answered before you whistled.

“Cas, let’s go outside” you called, and you heard his hurried paws against the floor. You opened the backdoor, and he bolted outside. You watched him run through the grass before stepping out onto the deck. You sat on the steps while he did his business. When he finished, you could feel your eyes filling with the unwanted tears of shame and the unknown. Cas was looking up at you sympathy in his big brown eyes. It felt like he understood you.

“Come here” you said, patting your lap. The warm tears streamed down your face. He rested his front paws on your lap, pulling his head up to lick the salty tears from your cheeks. He nudges your face with his nose, trying to comfort you. He could always sense your sadness. When you were upset, he was upset; when you were happy, he was happy. Cas was really your dog. He loved Jensen, but he was attached to you much more. He was always incredibly protective over you, and you felt safe in his presence. Even though he was still a puppy, he was large and loyal.

He rested his head on your lap, and you ran your hand through his soft fur. It was comforting, knowing that he was there to soothe you whenever you needed it. He helped when Jensen was away for filming. He was your loyal companion, and you loved him like a child.

“We’ll get through this, right?” you asked, and he looked up at you. You knew that he didn’t know what you were talking about, but he still had that understanding look in his eyes. He loved you unconditionally, and he would do anything for you. It was really something special to have a dog like Cas. He was the most loving and loyal dog you could’ve asked for.

“Is everything alright out here?” Jensen asked, and you nodded your head

“Yeah, we’re coming in right now” you answered, standing up. Cas followed you closely as you walked into the house.

“You didn’t finish your wine” Jensen said, returning to the stove.

“I’m not really in the mood for it anymore” you said, knowing that it wasn’t healthy to drink with your…condition.

“Well, just pour it back into the bottle. Maybe you’ll be in the mood for it another time” he said, and you brought the glass over to the bottle. You carried both over to the sink, not wanting to make a mess of the beautiful white marble countertops. You poured the wine from the glass back into the bottle before storing the bottle back onto the rack.

“Do you mind setting the table with utensils and napkins?” he asked, and you shook your head. You grabbed knives, forks, and napkins, placing them in each of their designated spots. It was important that you made everything perfectly aligned. It was a quirk that Jensen loved, but you didn’t understand why.

“Dinner’s ready” he said, walking in with three plates. Two had steak, green beans, onions, and a baked potato on them. The third plate had all except for the onions. He set one at your spot, he set one at his spot, and he set one on the floor for Cas.

“Thank you” you said, and you waited for him to sit down. You talked about the normal things as you ate dinner, but it felt like you were on autopilot the entire time. You ate your food, but it felt like your body was doing everything on its own. It kept your mind away from the worst thoughts for a time. Before you knew it, you were putting the final plate in the cupboard after drying it off. When he cooked, you cleaned; when you cooked, he cleaned.

“(Y/N),” you heard his voice coming from behind you. You turned around to look at him. He held the pregnancy test in his hand, and a smile was plastered on his face “is this…what I think it is?” he asked, and the fear rose in your throat.

“Jensen, I can explain” you began, but he shook his head

“You’re pregnant?!” he asked with excitement. He threw the test on the floor, before pulling you into his arms. He spun you around, but you felt the weight of the world crashing down on you.

“You weren’t supposed to find out” you said, and he pulled away.

“Why not?” he asked, looking down at you with furrowed eyebrows. The question would be hard to explain. He wouldn’t understand because he wasn’t in your shoes.

“I was gonna leave” you blurted out, and you watched the light die in his eyes because of your words “come here” you said, pulling his hand. You lead him to your laptop that was sitting on the coffee table in the living room. You pulled up your twitter page, and you looked at who tweeted using your name. You pointed at the screen, reading some of the posts.

@(Y/T/N) shouldn’t be with @jensenackles because he’s far too good for her. Seriously, who does she think she is?

@jensenackles is way out of @(Y/T/N)’s league. How can he even live with her?

Is @jensenackles blind? It’s pretty obvious that he’s far too attractive to be dating @(Y/T/N).

@(Y/T/N) I’ve decided that if @jensenackles is allowed to date a cow, I’m allowed to marry a pig.

If @jensenackles and @(Y/T/N) had a baby, her ugliness would cancel out his beauty, and the baby would just be average.

“They hate me enough already, Jensen. I can’t drag you down because of something like this. I can’t keep going on with this sadness in my life. It’s too hard” you said, and he grabbed your hand. The second you looked into his sad emerald eyes, you burst into tears. His arms engulfed you, and he held your while you cried

“We’re gonna get through this together. Who cares what they think?” he asked “they don’t know how perfect you are. I’m not throwing anything away by being with you. When I saw the positive test, the first thought that ran through my mind was that I was going to start a family with my soulmate. I wasn’t scared or angry or upset, I was ecstatic” he said, and you continued crying into his chest.

“You’re the reason why I do what I do. I wake up every day, and I’m able to look over at the love of my life. Who else can say that they found their other half and be completely honest about it?” he asked, rubbing circles on your back in an attempt to comfort you “I love you, and no one’s opinion is gonna change that because I know how I feel” he added, and you looked up at him. You knew that you must’ve looked like a complete mess, but you also knew that he didn’t care.

“I’m just a fan, Jensen. I’m nothing special. Jared’s with Genevieve, and you’re stuck with me. Actors marry actresses, that’s just the way it is” you said, and he wiped the tears from your eyes “we can’t do this” you added

“You will never be just a fan, (Y/N). Jared and Gen met through the show, and they fell in love. That was fate for him. I met you one night at a random diner. I didn’t even want to go there, but Jared told me that I would regret it. It was fate that we met, and I can’t throw it away” he said, and you bit your lip. You tried to stop the tears from flowing down your cheeks “we’re going to start a family together, and that’s just…the most wonderful news I’ve ever heard”

He dropped everything, and he picked up the laptop. He logged into his twitter account, and you watched as he typed the multiple-part message. All together, it read something that you never would’ve imagined him saying.

My fans have always been incredibly supportive of me and my decisions. On many occasions, I’ve come by incredibly vicious and hateful messages directed at my significant other and the mother of my unborn child, @(Y/T/N). She’s been under harsh scrutiny lately, and I cannot turn the other cheek anymore. If you support me, you support both of us. You don’t have to like her, but you should be human enough to not post terrible things about her like some of you have been. She has her faults just like I have mine. She’s the person I choose to be with, and if you don’t like it, that’s too bad. The hateful messages and posts need to stop. If they don’t stop, you have my word that I will take whatever steps necessary to remove myself from the public eye. Thank you to those of you who have been nothing but kind to her and I. I hope you continue your passionate support. I love you!

“They’ll stop now” he said “they’re originating from fans. The fans don’t want to see me drop off the face of the earth, so they have no other choice but to stop wit this nonsense” he said, and you threw your arms around him. He shifted into a comfortable cuddling position, holding you tightly against his firm body “I think that you forget how much I love you” he said

“I never forget, but it’s hard to focus on that when everyone hates me” you said, and he kissed the top of your head. You looked up at him, and he pressed his warm lips against yours.

“I love you” he said as you rested your forehead against his.

“I love you, too” you replied

“They don’t know that you snore so lightly only when you fall asleep on the couch. They don’t know that you and I have reenacted the scene from Risky Business over 80 times. They don’t know that you refuse eating Brussels sprouts unless I cook them. They don’t know that you will only sing in the shower, so I have to sit in the bathroom just to hear it. They don’t know us, and they don’t know how much we love each other” he said, and you nestled your body into his, creating your own home in his warm embrace.

“None of them know what we’ve been through together. Besides, you seem to forget that Misha and Jared are constantly posting sweet things about you. I’m always posting pictures of the two of us. It’s impossible to keep those to myself because you’re so damn beautiful” he said, stealing another kiss. Everything felt like it was falling into place. It finally felt like it was the beginning of your lives together, and you couldn’t have wished for a better one.


Mentawais - Land of The Endless Smile

Wandered around Pei Pei village for the day, taking in the laid back lifestyle the locals here embrace. Wooden houses, coral roads, palm trees & scooters make up the general village landscape.
It would be hard not to notice an abundance of smiling kids around here, friendly would be an understatement, all of them wanting to come up and say hello & give a big high five. For people that have so little, and live in very basic conditions in a remote area, they have an unlimited abundance of stoke!