If it’s one of those skirts that is just a little too long, and I keep stepping… I will lose my mind. There are certain skirts in wardrobe that I want to rip to shreds and burn. I trip up on them and it’s just- when you’re trying to get ready for a scene and you’re like “okay, cool, let’s do this” and you’re pumped and you’re like going in, then trip and you fall face first into a door, again and again and again. And again. And people are stepping on you, it’s ugh, so annoying. [laughs] But that doesn’t happen very often. Honestly I don’t get irritated with costumes very often. Once a week maybe I’ll be like, “this corset, I want to eat more lunch and I can’t. This is annoying.” They are quite uncomfortable, but you do get used to it. It’s like wearing a bra for the first time. Usually it feels kind of awkward but then you get used to it.
Hey Kati! I really miss your journal prompts, they helped me a lot to get my thoughts out, especially when I didn't know what to write about. I was wondering if maybe like once a week you could post a journal prompt on here, or twitter? Or maybe at the end of a livestream. I also just want to say that you have helped me a lot, and I really loved your vlog. Thanks!
I could definitely do that! I will try to set a reminder and post them on here! xoxo
There was once a peasant woman and she had children. She would go work in the fields and leave the children at home, giving them a bowl of milk to keep their hunger away while she was gone. They always ate it all and the mother praised them for their diligence. The children said, “Oh, but we’re not eating alone, there’s a nice birdie that comes to eat with us, too.” The mother thought that some cat comes to eat with the children. Still, she found it odd that the children were talking about a nice white birdie. She wanted to see for herself what it really was. She hid in the house, set up the milk as usual and waited. Soon, a white serpent with a beautiful crown on its head slithered out from beneath the table and into the arms of the youngest child. The mother was petrified. But the children stroked and caressed the nice birdie. When the serpent ate its fill, it shook the crown from its head and returned to the hole again. As soon as the serpent disappeared, mother jumped into the foyer and took the children to safety; of course, she did not forget to take the crown as well. She put it in the chest where they kept the yarn. Grandfather would wind the yarn in winter. He’d wind it all winter, but there was no end to it. The woman thought, “Whatever could it be? Perhaps the crown has such a power?” The crown was thus put away and the yarn wound up. It was then put in the grain. They’d measure and measure the grain, but the granary never emptied. So the crown was put in one place and then another and soon the house recovered and was doing so well that it was the richest in the village. And the crown remained with them, so long as the kin that treated the white serpent well lived there.
Illustration by Ančka Gošnik Godec, Slovene original below.
i have Decided that i’m leaving but. there are so many things that make me sad to leave. i had dinner with my hell mom tonight and i just :((( i love her so much she’s so cool and real and amazing and i’m so sad that i’m leaving her
but i also know that this place is terrible for me and i see her like, maybe once a week and that’s no real reason to stay
prompt: all I can say is it was enchanting to meet you (part 2/7 for rucas fanfic week!)
alternatively known as: the one where riley falls into some other guy’s lap on the subway.
pairing: riley/lucas (w/ implied riley/charlie) word count: 2,237
At four o’clock on a Friday afternoon, Riley Matthews was standing on the C train heading to Brooklyn. After two long weeks, she was finally getting the chance to see her boyfriend, and was not about to let the opportunity slip through her fingers. She had put on a new dress and a dash of her mother’s expensive perfume - the one that Charlie Gardner had once romantically proclaimed made her smell like royalty.
does anyone else just think about the fact that kuroo and kenma are going to be separated once kuroo graduates? i mean, yeah, they were separated when kuroo went into his first year of high school and kenma was still in junior high, but kuroo still lived with his parents which was close to kenma’s own house. if kuroo gets a dorm, which he probably will, he and kenma won’t see each other everyday like they’re used to. maybe once a week if kuroo’s classes allow it. this isn’t even about kuroken, but kuroo and kenma in general, who are extremely used to each other’s presence, dealing with being apart. does anyone else just think about this and get extremely upset?
smut once a week is too little smut. Maybe I should write on Sundays too, to even it out… *sigh* Curse you, perverted brain, for constantly providing me with a stream of naughty ideas. And for f**k sake, why are my muses so ridiculously sexually appealing?! I blame you four!! ❤💜💙💛
Now one thing that i never understood is when i go to a pet store to buy crickets or the occasional frozen mouse, the cashier will ask me what I’m feeding. Which is a weird question when I’m buying mice because honestly what else do people buy dead mice for. But when i answer with tarantula or scorpion or snake, the employee, who works in a place where they sell those exact animals, gives me some kind of lip. Like if ur guna react in a negative way at the mere mention of bugs or snakes, why are you asking me and more importantly why on earth are you working not ten feet away from those animals. I don’t care if you dont like my pets, but you asked what i own and I’m going to tell you, and you shouldnt act like a friggin idiot. Honestly sometimes I’ve lied and said the crickets are for beardies because i can sense the reaction and i don’t want to deal with it. People don’t freak out over beardies.