missing my blue hair right now

twitter bios

need new clothes, a new city, a new life 


constantly torn between “treat others how u wanna be treated” and “treat others how they treat u”

worst feeling in the world is knowing you did the best you could, and it still wasn’t good enough 

all black everything to match my soul 

just wanna do bad things with the right person 

it sucks being the person that cares the most in a relationship 

blood type: gold 

confidence is attractive 

i like being alone i just hate feeling alone 

a heart full of pain and a head full of stress

plot twist: you miss me

not exactly emotionless, but close

no matter what I’ll love the shit outta you

roses are red violets are blue nobody loves you baby the way i do 

so honey now take me into your lovin’ arms 

which is messier my life or my hair 

as I was writing this, I was thinking of nutella and you because that combination is just so perfect

life is too short to worry about what others say or think about you

it’s insane how easily someone can lie to your face

be serious with me, don’t waste my time

honestly if my ex is happy im good

we can watch netflix or we can just have sex

a girl who wants best for you, is best for you

trying not to care is so damn hard

“being yourself is all it takes. If you want to impress someone, don’t be someone else just be yourself”

remember to take care of urself. sometimes u forget, because u are too busy taking care of other people. u are important too

where are ü now that i need ya

he chamber of secrets has been opened. enemies of the heir, beware.

there’s only one queen in this town and that’s me

u r the collest kid in the town im ur little lady

the worst feeling is when someone makes u feel special, then suddenly leaves u hanging & u have to act like u don’t care at all

if a girl tells you about her problems, it doesn’t mean she’s complaining. it means she trusts you.

appreciate what you have before it turns into what you had

maybe one day youll realize how much you neglected me

you lie about the dumbest fucking shit and you expect me to trust you? you got me fucked up

just because someone treats someone one way, doesnt mean theyll treat everyone the same way

i miss “i love you” coming out of your mouth

maybe youd understand if you knew how i felt

do you ever sit down and think “what if my whole life is a lie?”

i just want someone that cant get enough of me and wants to talk to me all the time

you make me feel so unwanted

youre full of shit

dont “okay goodnight” me, were gonna fucking talk about it

we met for a reason, either you’re a blessing or a lesson

i may be an asshole but i got feelings too

dont really give a shit about anything but i give a fuck about you

if overthinking was a drug, i’d be high af

sometimes I care too much // sometimes I don’t care at all 

I like art, and by art I mean music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body, literature. all of it’s art.

i don’t remember the last time i wasn’t tired

black clothes are an obsession

tired of school, but i’ve got goals

if you use or save please give a credit to @tverella on twitter

makerofrunevests  asked:

Josie's palette challenge: Loki in 6? If you'd like to draw him :)

so I only made the Loki + blue = frost giant connection AFTER i finished this so now I’m sitting here lamenting missed opportunities and lost chances 

Relationship like Brother and Sister? I think not

So I just need to reiterate something here…Never have Sharna and James ever been/nor will they ever be comparable to a brother/sister relationship!  Just not gna happen no matter how many times they themselves push that or the media tries to push that side(like the ET interview from today did)…couldn’t be further from the truth actually.  

I know we’ve done this before but let’s do it again and come up with some reasons why they haven’t ever been sibling-like/never will be sibling-like Okay?  Hmmm let’s see, where to begin:

(I just want to first say that I am basing this off of the bonds I have with my own siblings and I obviously don’t know how you all are with your siblings but if I were to compare it to my own family, these would be big no no’s and quite frankly, really bizarre haha if I ever did any of these things with them!) But anyways, feel free to pitch in your thoughts.  Here we go:

-caressing his neck, head, and/or hair

-Using his thumb to caress the skin of her back

-massaging his knee/putting her hand on his thigh and leaving it there

-Resting his hands on her knee

-Sitting in his lap on a plane ride

-Gazing into each other’s eyes while spending time alone together in each other’s trailers

-Calling her “hon”, “darling”, or “muffin’

-Biting their lips at the same time when someone says they look good together

-Biting her lip when she watched him and listened to him speak(God, she must have had bloody lips during last season cuz geez that was a constant thing!)

- Looking up at him lovingly and with dilated pupils(that you could actually see in her eyes from a distance) and I’ve heard many times that you will often get dilated pupils when looking at someone you love.

-Looking him up and down(all the way down all the way up to eyes) subtly during interviews and you can tell she liked what she saw

-Nuzzling HER head into his neck 

-Nuzzling HIS head into her neck

-Touching foreheads and noses while she holds his face and both close their eyes and look into each others eyes(you know, not like they wanted to kiss or anything) 

-Holding hands and hugging each other backstage a lot(even when cameras were off I might add)

-Holding both of their hands, swaying back and forth, looking into each others eyes and smiling like they are on the altar ready to get married(yes, this did happen and it wasn’t just a captured picture)

-Flirting during Facebook live 

-Digging his face into her hair like he was admiring her scent(Halloween week)

-Learning all of her nuances and Sharnaisms and doing anything he can to make her laugh, looking back to wait and see how she will react, and saying how he now “speaks her language." 

-Giving her one of the most personal gifts you can give someone and telling her she completed his story…while looking into her eyes and telling her she is amazing

-Suggesting that she wear one of the sexy show outfits to his races to help him win(we all know he loved how she looked that night and would really want her to wear it to a race so he could admire her beauty mhmmm) 

-Her calling him "My mirrorball”

-Saying he would have given anything to get her that mirrorball(putting his wants aside for her, embracing her lifestyle, and showing how deeply he cared for her)

-Dancing together to a love song while watching each other’s eyes and smiling at each other through the whole dance(So…basically a 1st dance as a married couple dance)

-During hugs, legs were basically intertwined and he would lean so much into her that it was like he was dipping her(just take a look back at the scoring from the trio night)

-During her injury, all the two of them could say was how much they wanted to get back to each other and he looking like a lost puppy those two weeks without her presence always there

-The smiles that they only had/have for each other.  The smile that would show a glow in their eye and the biggest wrinkles from cheeks up to the eyes.(Especially him, he only has that full smile with her)  

Gosh I could clearly go on forever haha and I KNOW I’m missing some things!  Please feel free to add if you think of others that are not coming to my mind right now!  

But look, all this to say that the brother/sister thing can be mentioned until they are blue in the face, but it ain’t ever going to be that way.  Whatever happened then, whatever is happening now with them, whatever is going on with miss Becky With the Good hair and all that stuff, it is what it is and it’s all fine and dandy and everything but again, with everything we have witnessed this past year and the partnership that was…I don’t believe for a second that they could ever even be placed into the category of sibling relationship!  Nope, just nope. God I love them so much, but they are terrible liars!  







Originally posted by blackman60

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Little CraigxTweek drabble...

I love long haired Tweek and I love CraigxTweek and am a big Creek fangirl…
Also who doesnt love Craig just surprising everyone with things he does. Craig in the South Park is Gay episode made me lol so hard I loved it.

So have this drabble…

Tweek hated getting his hair cut.

Something about a stranger holding scissors so close to his face, his eyes, his neck… He wouldn’t even let his own mother near his face to cut the long fringe in front of his eyes.

Eventually his parents gave up trying to take him kicking and screaming.

In eighth grade, his blond hair was unruly, the long ends brushed against his collarbone. His fringe constantly in his green eyes.

One morning, sitting down in his usual desk in Math class, he turned beside to greet his friend who was already seated, running a nervous hand through his blond bangs.

Without a word, Craig threaded a bright yellow bobby pin through the bangs, pinning it by his ear. The weight of the bangs required a second pin and he crossed the two artfully.

“There,” he said simply. His voice was quiet and mysterious in that way that always captured Tweeks attention. “Now you can see.”

Tweek floundered. Why did Craig have bobby pins?

“They’re Ruby’s. But keep them. They look good on you.”

Tweek never understood Craig fully. The boy was a mystery. He was popular but didn’t sit with the popular kids. He sat with Tweek. Token and Clyde were still usual staples at their table in the cafeteria or outside on the nice days behind the gym overlooking the football field.

Craig was really popular with the girls. Tweek could always hear the hush that came over a group of girls whenever the brunette entered a room. But he never seemed to care.

And Tweek treasured those bobby pins. Though Craig always gave him more. In gym class one day he produced a hair elastic, in almost the same wheat gold shade of the blonds hair and without a word ran his hands through the strands before tying it up in a ponytail.

Ruby didn’t have blond hair. That hair elastic must have been bought just for him…

By the time high school approached, Tweek was starting to worry about his hair. It was long. Getting too long? At night he worried if it wasn’t up in a bun that it would curl around his neck and choke him in his sleep. And it was becoming a pain to brush and wash. His head felt so heavy.

At one point Tweek stood in his bathroom with scissors in hand… about to cut his hair himself. He looked at himself, large forest green eyes, lids still puffy and dark-rimmed from lack of sleep, on a too pale too narrow face… and a wavy mane of wheat gold blond…

His hands shook as he grasped a chunk of hair…

He couldn’t do it…

The next day in class, Craig was sitting in his usual spot behind him in History. They tried to get as many classes together as possible.

Tweek could feel the elastic pulled free of his long hair. Could feel Craig’s long well manicured fingers run through the strands… and then twist his hair with small little tugs to his roots.

“Craig… a-are you braiding my hair?”

He got a huff of affirmation in return. The little tugs didn’t stop. They felt kind of good.

“Didn’t even notice your hair had gotten so long T.”

Tweek sighed. “Its getting to be a pain. It gets in my mouth when I sleep. It clogs the drain in my bathtub… I tried to cut it myself b-but…” he cut himself off with a shaky breath. His anxiety still had a tendency to pick up under stress… though this little scalp massage helped.

There was a pause, Tweek glanced back at his friend to see Craig’s soulful blue eyes deep in thought. Then he heard a soft hum. “I could cut it if you want.”


“Not all of it,” he interrupted softly. “But so it’s easier to manage.”

Tweek wasn’t convinced. “H-have you done it before?”

“I cut my own hair…” and then because he felt Tweek needed more convincing. “I cut Ruby’s hair too. Now she won’t go to anyone else.”

“R-really? Since when?” Since when had his best friend taken up hair cutting.

“I took a cosmetology course at school last year…” without missing a beat Craig continued. “Ruby gets me to do her nails too.”

“That’s so gay Craig.” Tweek couldn’t help it.

“Nah. Lots of guys are big makeup artists in New York and Hollywood. They’re not all gay.” It was said so matter of factly Tweek couldn’t deny that his friend was right.

Those calm blue eyes gazed right into Tweeks soul. “Come to my place after school and I’ll fix you up.”

And so Tweek did.

20 questions tag

Tagged by my beloved eyefucker @i-exist-apparently

Rules: answer the 20 questions and tag 20 people

Name: sophia

Nickname(s): phia, fifi

Gender: female

Star sign: Capricorn

Height: 1.7m (barely mostly)

Time right now: 20:05

Last thing I googled: hyuna blue hair (I was not disappointed)

Favourite bands: bts, monsta x, blackpink, 4minute, triple h

Favourite solo artists: ed sheeran, zico, zion t, mad clown, agust d, iu, exy, yezi, mino (I’ve probably missed some idk)

Last movie I watched: I think pride with ella lmao
Blog birthday: 26th march

What do you post?: idk random shit? Like the non-kpop stuff that pops up on my dashboard mixed with social justice???

When did your blog reach its peak?: idk I guess now? I’ve been stuck at like roughly 550 followers for a while

Do you have any other blogs?: yh I have two my kpop blog @rapline-hoe and my aesthetic blog @empty-jars

Do you get asks regularly?: not normally (but y'all can spam me with asks pls)

Why did you choose your url?: I tend to choose random words to string them together plus I was really freaked out that penguins had knees and it was an inside joke that penguins were going to stand up and kill everyone

Following: 1163 wow that’s too many huehuehue


Hogwarts house: ravenclaw wooohhh

Pokemon team: valor

Favourite colour: blue

Average hours of sleep: roughly 6-8 hours on school nights and from 5-12 hours during holidays idk my sleep schedule is weird

Lucky number: 8

Favourite characters: idk um courfeyrac (les mis), Terry (Brooklyn nine-nine), morty (rick and morty), reaper (goblin)

What am I wearing now?: a grey tshirt with multi coloured feathers and turquoise joggers with these snazzy rainbow socks

How many blankets do I sleep with?: one but it’s super big and poofy

Dream job: idk I’m really indecisive so I guess maybe a writer or something like that???

Dream trip: to go backpacking around Asia or Europe with all my friends like the summer after sixth form

I tag @goingtobed @hudana @quinn-the-king @revolutionaryflower @whiny @hobiebi @nimnime @jinjjin @ryukyubaby @the-goblin-cat @medicwithabrick if you don’t want to do it then you don’t have to~

You’re My Getaway

Dan Howell x Reader
This actually the first imagine I have ever posted and I’m kind of proud of it…
Word Count: 1,592

I rolled around in the empty bed just thinking. I’ve tried to fall asleep multiple times but it wasn’t working. Something about this whole day just seemed off to me. In my honest opinion, something in my life was missing. Whatever it was, I had no clue. I groaned as I sat up straight and grabbed my phone. I turned it on and stared at the time, 3am. I sighed once again as I checked over the contacts. I always thought that what I missed in my life was an adventure so I moved to London. I thought it was fun friends so I befriended the craziest people I knew but that didn’t quite do it. I kept looking over my contacts until I finally decided to call Dan. He always said that if I needed someone to talk to at night, he would be there and right now I needed that. The phone rang multiples to the point where I almost hung up but in that precise moment, he picked up.
“Hello?” The British man said as I smiled and bit my lip.
“Hey Dan,” I said shyly and scratched the back of my neck. “Did I wake you up? If I did, I am so sorry!” I said quickly. I heard him chuckle which gave me a sense of calmness.
“Not at all, I just finished editing this week’s video. So, what’s wrong?” He asked as I leaned onto the bedhead.
“I can’t sleep and I don’t know… I just feel like something is missing,” I said as I combed my messy hair with finger nails. The line was silent for a short amount of time that actually worried me a bit. “Hello? Dan? You still there?” I asked as I bit my lip once again from the nerves.
“Yeah, sorry about that. How decent do you look right now?” He asked out of the blue. I furrowed my brows and pulled the blankets off. I looked down at my long plaid pajama pants and the oversized hoodie that covered the thin tank top I had on.
“Pretty decent if I keep the hoodie, why?” I ask as cover myself with the blankets again.
“I’m outside so let’s go.” He said happily. I stood up and opened my window. I leaned a little over it and saw the small black car outside of my apartment complex. I giggled and shook my head.
“You’re insane!” I whisper shouted. He chuckled as he got out of the car and leaned back on it.
“Are you coming or not?” He asked through the phone. I smiled and nodded. “Then hurry up, (Y/N).”
I laughed as I grabbed my bag and slipped on the first pair of shoes I found in my room. I walked out of the apartment, locking the door behind me and running down the flight of stairs carefully to not wake any of my neighbors. I walked outside and saw as Dan slipped his phone into the pocket of his pajama pants and smiled at me. He opened the passenger door for me and I climbed inside with a dumb smile plastered on my face. He walked over to his side and climbed in.
“We’re going to McDonald’s mainly because its 24 hours and ice cream,” he said as he turned the engine on and looked over at me. “If that is a problem, get out.”
We both laughed and then he started to drive through the kind of deserted roads. “Like I said, you’re insane.”
“If I were sane, you would right now be in your bed still on the phone with me having some boring conversation so shut up and enjoy the moment.” He said as he smiled making me melt at the site of those adorable dimples. I smiled as he looked over at me and then at the road. “What are you staring at?”
“An insane human being that is literally taking me on a 3am McDonald adventure,” I said as I pressed on the radio and searched for a good song. To my disappointment, there wasn’t any so I turned off the radio and leaned on the chair looking at Dan. “Isn’t Phil going to freak out when he notices that his best friend and roommate isn’t home?”
“Oh he won’t,” he said with a low chuckle. “I may have woken him up when I dropped my keys and then bumped into a shelf and reacting with multiple curse words. Once he checked it was me and not a burglar I explained my evil plan on how I’m going to kidnap you and sell you online.”
“You’ve gone mental, Daniel.” I said with a giggle. He never actually liked it when I said his full name but seeing his small glare always made me happy.
“You’re making me regret this,” he said as he pulled over in the McDonald parking lot. I laughed and got out walking towards the door. I pushed it open and let him walk in and I trailed behind. I sat on a random table as he ordered some McFlurries. I pulled out my phone and took a snap of him and posted it on Snapchat with the caption: “3am Adventures with Dan Howell”. He walked back and handed me the cup of an Oreo McFlurry and kept walking. “C’mon, the adventure doesn’t end here.”
I stood up laughing and followed him. He got in his car and I got in, pulling my phone and recording him for my snapchat. He groaned and snatched my phone and kept on with his driving and eating his McFlurry.
“Give it back!” I whined making him laugh. “I need proof of this adventure! Daniel, give it back!”
“Stop saying Daniel, (Y/S/N)!” He said laughing He knew how much I hated my second name so calling me that would annoy me.
“Daniel James Howell if you don’t give me my phone back, I will crash this car!” I said as I placed my hand on the steering wheel. He laughed and pulled over in front of a small park.
“We’re already here so too bad,” he said as he got out and placed his and my phone in his pocket. I groaned and ate my ice cream, pouting. We sat on the swings looking at the sky. “The night is so beautiful…”
“You know what’s even more beautiful?” I asked with a smile.
“What?” He asked with a chuckle. I looked back at the sky and smirked.
“The whole Supernatural cast…” I said and ate a spoonful of ice cream. He gasped making me laugh and cough on the melted ice cream in my mouth and the spoon I didn’t pull out. He looked at my reaction to his gasp and started to hysterically laugh. Dan kept laughing until I finally stopped coughing and laughing and just placed the cup on the ground and started to swing slowly. “For some reason this reminds me of a song…”
“Which one?” Dan asked as he wiped away the tears that were rolling down his cheeks from laughing to hard.
“One called Getaway,” I said and cleared my throat a little. “I don’t see no red lights, just a wild ride, you’re my getaway.” I sang lowly and looked over at Dan. He was just watching me with the widest smile I’ve seen. On him, at least. I laughed and saw how he stood up and cupped my cheeks between his hands.
“Well, (Y/N), I’m glad I’m your getaway…” He whispered as he pressed his lips against mine. The small shock invaded my system, making me wide my eyes but then melted into the kiss, feeling his soft lips move in sync with mine. He pulled away with the goofiest yet most contagious smile. “I’m guessing you feel the same way.”
“Oh shut up,” I said as I pecked his lips and pulled him into a hug. He laughed a little and placed his chin on top of my head. His arms wrapped around me making me feel safe.
“Let’s get you home, it’s already 5am and tomorrow we’re filming plenty of videos,” he said as he then picked me up and started to walk towards the car. I laughed loudly squirmed around so he could let me go. “(Y/N), stop it or I will drop you.”
“I already fell for you so what’s the point?” I asked and laughed as he sigh and shook his head.
“I literally want to dump ice on you for that,” he said as he dropped me carefully in front of the passenger side.
I smiled as I got in and he finally handed me my phone back and then drove me to my apartment. I laughed the whole way as I poked his cheek and he smacked my hand away. I recorded him a couple times for my Snapchat until he pulled in front of the apartment complex and leaned back on the seat.
“See ya tomorrow, Dan.” I said as I opened the door. I was about to get out until he pulled me back into the car and kissed me. I blushed madly as he pulled away with the same goofy smile. “Text me when you get home safe, alright?”
“Got it.” He said with a smile. I smiled back and pecked his lips before walking over to the building. I looked back and waved at him. He waved back and then drove off. I walked up the stair with the silliest smile ever and went into my apartment.

Finally finished my oc painting and I am pretty proud of it!

I feel haven’t painted in such a long time wow I missed it.

Blonde: Contortionist
Blue hair: Ariadne
No hair not even a head: I just call him “mouth boy” for right now.

I’ll find a way to get away from this space,
Because right now I just need to see your face.

I really don’t know where I’d begin,
To play with your hair - or touch your skin.

I miss the way you looked at me,
With your light blue eyes, you made me feel free.

I want you now and forever more,
And know that we’ll win
this long distance war.

—  British girl missing her Canadian man.
Magcon Mansion- Part 2


“Okay Mahogany, we’re leaving tomorrow morning at 5” I reminded her. “Do you have EVERYTHING?” I asked. Mahogany rummaged through her suitcase “I don’t know, check the list” Mahogany answered

“T-shirts? Check
Pants? Check
Skirts? Check
Sweaters? Check
Shoes? Check
Makeup? Check
Laptop? Check
Phone? Check
Camera? Check”

"We’re all set!” I smiled. Mahogany and I were having a sleep over at her house so we could wake up at the same time tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day I leave home and start my life. I’m really gonna miss Alberta, it’s where I grew up with all of the Canadian snow, and traditions, but hey, L.A!

“Grace, we’re not going to pull an all-nighter, we have to wake up at 5AM tomorrow!” Mahogany laughed. “I know, but we always pull all-nighters” I sighed. “It’s fine, new beginning remember? Now, let’s go to sleep” Mahogany yawned.

- 5 AM -

“Oh my gosh, SHUT UP!” I muttered.
“OKAY, I’M UP!” I screamed while getting up. “Mahogany wake up” I sighed while hitting her with my pillow multiple times. “I’m up” Mahogany whispered. We went down the stairs to have some breakfast, I had cereal and yogurt because we were going on a plane. After breakfast we bolted up the stairs to get ready. I wore a white skater skirt, with a white floral tee,a blue blazer, and I put my hair in a side braid

-30 minutes later-

“I’m going to go see my parents now” I said. My house was right beside Mahogany’s so it didn’t take long. “Hi!” I yelled as I was greeted with hugs. “Mahogany and I are about to leave now, so I just wanted to say goodbye” I said as my eyes were getting watery. “I’m gonna miss you” my father cried, “I’m gonna miss you too” my mother added. I was engulfed in a big group hug, we were all crying. “Bye, you can visit anytime you want!” I yelled before walking out the door to Mahogany’s dad’s car, because her dad was driving us.

- At the airport -
“Okay here are the rules, no partying, don’t get lost, don’t get attacked, be safe, and be yourselves, ok?” Mahogany’s dad explained. “Okay” we said in in unison, whilst rolling our eyes.
“Flight 301 leaves in 10 minutes” we heard over the intercom “BYE, BE SAFE!” Mahogany’s dad yelled while we walked to the gate “BYE”

- On the plane -
“It’s been 39 minutes and it’s only 11:00AM, and this is a 6 hour flight” I complained. “Calm down, you little brat” Mahogany laughed. “Whatever I’m going to sleep, wake me up when we land” I sighed.

I still can’t believe I’m doing this, once this plane lands, my life starts. A new beginning like Mahogany says. New house, new life, new boys, new people. This will be the time of my life, I
And I’ve got Mahogany to live it with me.

- In L.A -
“Wake up, we’re here!” Mahogany punched my arm. “What time is it” I yawned. ” 5:00PM lets go” Mahogany answered. We finally left the airport and got a taxi to drive us to 173 Copper Ave. The driver pulled up to the biggest mansion I have ever seen, it had a huge black gate surrounding it. We got out of the taxi and paid the driver. We walked up to the gate and there was a guard waiting for us, “ID please” he asked, stiffly. We gave him our ID’s and he let us in, while giving us both house keys. We walked up to the door with our luggage beside us. I unlocked the door and almost immediately became insecure, and a nervous wreck.

A/N: inbox me what you think!


Survey #124 : Long

How did you feel when you woke up today?
Sad because I had a good dream lol

What were you doing before you started this survey?
Another survey

Is there someone that can always make you smile no matter how bad you feel?

Do you have any friends that you feel don’t fully appreciate you?

Did the last person you kissed have facial hair?

Be honest. What are you most afraid of?
Being alone for the rest of my life

How much chocolate do you have in your house atm, if any?

How recently did you speak to the last person you kissed?
Ummmm like a month ago

Who do you miss at this moment?

Where is that person?
Back home. Probably at work right now

Are you wearing anything blue?
Yes, my pants

Do you use Twitter?

If you could spend a week anywhere in the world, where would it be and why? Would you take anyone with you?
Atlantis resort in the Bahamas because I’ve always wanted to go there, it looks so much fun! I’d love to be able to take my family, my best friend and my boyfriend if I had one lol

What is your preferred writing implement? (eg. Blue pen, pencil, green pen)
Usually black pen, or a fun color like purple or pink

Favorite month and why?
May/June, the weather is perfect!

Do you have connections to any celebrities (even minor)? List them.
Umm well James Wolpert lived in my county, and so did Johnny Weir if that counts.

Name 3 items you could pick up from where you are.
My phone, a notebook, and a pillow

What brand logo is closest to you currently?
Old Navy

Last person you talked to, and through what you talked to them
Kayla, texting

First color name you can think of that isn’t in the rainbow

What timekeeping devices are in the room you are currently in?
Laptop, phone, alarm clock

What kind of headphones do you use?

What musical artists have you seen perform live?
Taylor Swift, KISS, Motley Crue, Jonas Brothers, Emblem3, NKOTB, TLC, Boyz II Men

What gaming consoles do you or your family own?
Wii, PS3

What pets do you have? What are their names?
An english bulldog, Rocky

What’s the best job you’ve ever had?
I’ve only had one and it sucked

What’s the worst job you’ve ever had?
^^^^ dishwasher

Inspiration behind your URL?
It’s pretty obvious lol

Favorite item of clothing?
All my shoes

Are you friends with any exes?

Name at least one book you loved as a child.
The Clique series

What’s your native language? If that language has distinct regional variations, which variation? (eg. AU English, US English)
US English

What email service do you use?
Outlook for school, Comcast, and AOL

Is there anything hanging on the walls of the room you are currently in?
A couple posters, a canvas, a bunch of pictures, cards, another canvas, nametags, a dry erase calendar, two dry erase pink stick on things, and stuff on my roommate’s side of the room lol

What’s your favourite number, and why?
13, it just is

Earliest moment in your life you can remember?

What did you have for dinner yesterday?
I don’t remember

What’s your favourite candy/chocolate?
Reese’s PB Cups

If you were suddenly really hungry, what would you choose to eat?

What fandoms would you consider yourself a part of?

If you could study anything, what would it be?

Do you use anything on your lips? (eg. Chapstick, gloss, balm, lipstick)
I use it all sometimes

How would you describe your sense of humour?
Good? lol

What things annoy you more than anything else?

What kind of position are you in at the moment?
Sitting with one leg propped up with my arm resting on it, and the other leg underneath

Do you wear much jewellery?
Not at all

What do you carry your money in?
My wallet

Do you enjoy driving? Why or why not?
Yeah, it’s relaxing

Longest drive you have ever been on?
To Disney World, I’m not sure how long exactly it was but it took two days

Furthest away from home you have ever been?

How many devices do you own which can access the internet?
3 at school, but at home there’s a bunch haha

Is there is anything that is guaranteed to always make you happy?

Is there anything that always makes you sad?

What programs do you currently have open?
Facebook, Tumblr, and Spotify

What do you associate the color red with?

Last strong smell you can remember smelling?

Do you drink tea or coffee, and how much per day?
Coffee every once in a while

What do you associate the color blue with?
The sky

How long is the closest ruler you can find?

12 inches

What colour pants/skirt/etc are you currently wearing?


When was the last time you drank water?
Earlier today

How often do you clear your browser history?
Not often

Ever written fanfiction for anything?

Last formal event you attended.
My sorority’s formal

If you had to move your birthday to another date, which one would you choose and why?
I wouldn’t

Would you prefer to be at a beach or in the countryside?

Roughly how many people live in your town?
I don’t know

Do you have a smartphone? What kind? If you don’t, do you want one?
iPhone 5S

What is your least favorite color, and why?
Black, it’s just so dark

How do you spell grey/gray?
It depends lol

What time is it currently?
7:40 PM

Is there anything you should be doing right now?

anonymous asked:

Could you do a fic (short or long) where Will and Nico are taking care of their baby for the first time with no assistance from their friends who already have babies

Including my fave little baby OC: Carter

Also, Will can’t hold babies.

Will found himself in a very strange arrangement. 

Carter was crying, and Nico was still asleep.

Normally, Nico shot up out of bed the moment he heard Carter start crying, but tonight, he was dead to the world. Will glanced over at the form of his sleeping husband. His eyes had deep, dark circles underneath them from countless sleepless nights tending to a baby, and, if Will were being honest, he was starting to get a little on the thin side. Will got up quickly, hoping to get to Carter before Nico woke up from his much needed sleep. He walked across the hall to the nursery and picked up his son.

His son.

He still grinned when he said it and felt ecstatic when he heard it. 

“Shhhh, hey, hey little guy,” he spoke quietly, gently bouncing Carter up and down to try and soothe the baby, “hey Bubby, hey what’s wrong? Are you hungry? C’mon, let’s quiet down so we don’t wake up Papa.” 

He walked into the kitchen, gently setting Carter in his highchair and pulled out a jar of baby food. When Carter squealed happily, Will smiled and knew he hit the nail on the head about Carter being hungry. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it little guy?” Carter squealed again and reached for it, causing Will to chuckle quietly. He grabbed a spoon and started feeding him.

“Will?” A groggy voice called from the hallway. “Are ya ‘wake?”

Will stood up and strode over to Nico. “Why are you awake?” He asked him, gently turning him around and herding him back into the bedroom.

“Why are,” he yawned, “you awake?” 

“Carter was hungry. But I’ve got it. Go back to sleep, baby.” Will helped Nico lay back down under the blankets and pecked his forehead. Nico was asleep before Will left the room.


“Will that is not how you’re supposed to hold a baby. Babies aren’t footballs. I thought you were a pediatrician?” Nico commented dryly, moving one of Will’s hands so he was supporting Carter’s head and neck.

“I am a pediatrician.” Will shot back, opting to just lay Carter against his shoulder instead of trying to hold him the complicated way Nico sometimes did. 

Nico simply snorted and went to make a bottle for Carter. Will watched his husband warily, walking over to him and kissing the back of his head. “Why don’t you get something to eat and take a nap?” 

“Not hungry,” Nico responded and Will sighed, “And I slept almost all night last night.”

“But-” Nico shook his head and took Carter from Will, gently putting the bottle nub in his mouth. “Hello my little burrito.” He cooed. “Will, you’re going to be late for work.” 

Will looked up the clock and cursed quietly. Nico was right, as usual, if he didn’t leave, he’d defiantly be late for work. 


Will looked down at his phone during his lunch. He got a message from Nico earlier and didn’t get the chance to open it until now. 

Miss you :)

Attached was a picture of Carter smiling with food all over his mouth. His bright blue eyes and dark hair that so mirrored Nico’s made Will’s heart ache. Carter may not be his child biologically, but he looked like the perfect cross between Nico and Will. Carter’s giggling face was next to Nico’s smiling face and Will wished with everything he had he could be home.

Will smiled and sent a text back.

Miss you guys too. Wish I could be home.

When Will got home from work, he was greeted by a scream, Carter’s famous happy scream, and a dead-on-his-feet-husband. Will pecked Nico’s forehead and promptly sent him to bed after taking Carter from him and promising he’ll hold him right. 

“It’s just you and me little guy.” Will smiled when Carter clapped happily and took him into the living room. Twenty minutes later, Will found himself playing with a train more than Carter was, who was content just sucking on his fingers. “Trains go choo-choo!” Will said, playfully running the train over Carter’s leg and earning a loud squeal. 

“Choo-choo, huh?” Nico said from the door frame, smiling softly at his husband and son. 

“Nico!” Will smiled, getting up wrapping his arms around his husband. “How are you feeling?” 

“Like I was hit by a bus.” He slumped into Will’s arms, letting Will guide him to the couch. Will chewed on the inside of his cheek. Nico was getting sick, he was almost sure of it. But as soon as Carter squealed happily at the sight of Nico, he seemed to become fine. He stood up, gently brushing Will off, and picked Carter up. 

“Hello, Burrito. Were you good for Daddy?” He rubbed his nose against Carter’s and smiled. 

“Of course he was good. He’s always good.”

So this became less “Nico and Will’s guide to parenting” that you asked for and more of just an everyday Solangelo with a baby. I’m sorry. But I hope you still like it. 

Okay, so I know that ended abruptly but I really saw no end in sight for this so if you guys really like, I’ll do a second part if requested. 

Also, to the anon that requested secretly dating, I got it, but I won’t be able to do it until tomorrow.


make me choose

greeenlightgo asked: sparks fly or and red?

“I run my fingers through your hair and watch the lights go wild. Just keep on keeping your eyes on me. It’s just wrong enough to make you feel right. And lead me up the staircase, won’t you whisper soft and slow. I’m captivated by you, baby, like a fireworks show.”

“Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes. Tell myself it’s time now, gotta let go. But moving on from him is impossible when I still see it all in my head. Burning red. Losing him was blue like I’ve never known. Missing him was dark grey all alone. Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you’ve never met. But loving him was red.”

Blow this up guys.

I’ve been suspended from school for three days for having a natural hair color dyed into my hair.

In my schools dress code (for the Tomball ISD school district) it is mandatory to have only natural hair colors, (red, blonde, brunette, gray, black) rather than an unnatural hair color, (pink, blue, green, purple, yellow etc.). As you know I have been forced to wear a blonde wig due to my hair being pink, and i wore it as much as possible, only taking it off when it was necessary. I’ve decided that instead of my past hair colors (brown, black, red) I would do gray, seeing as it was still a naturally occurring hair color (using my grandmother as reference) and lasted all of two hours before I was sent to the office to be forced to leave school or go to ISS. I saw this as unfair because there are people in my school right now with green hair, pink hair, blue hair, purple hair, and probably more, and that’s just the few that I know of, that haven’t even been talked to about their unnatural hair colors. I expressed my feelings on how this was unfair and was then suspended for three days. I’m obviously very upset by this, seeing as I’ve missed enough school already due to panic attacks, orthodontist appointments, and sever back issues. 

I have tests tomorrow and several major projects coming up, so I really do need to be in school, but I was told until I have my hair dyed back to it’s original color of brown (Note last year I was blonde, and a few years before that I had BRIGHT red hair with never getting in trouble) I would not be allowed to return to school.

Please guys, I need support on this, I need as many people as possible backing me up or I’ll literally be kicked out of school. Reblog this, share this with friends, anything. All I want is to go to school.

tl;dr: Got kicked out of school for having a natural color in my hair please back me up.

The Nanny Part One

A/N: I’m sorry this is like waaay long but I rarely see any Johnson imagines and I got a little carried away but enjoy xx and i felt like this was massively long so part two will be posted tomorrow xx

click here for part two!

“Catalina, time for supper baby.” I called out to the four year who was coloring in the living room.  I had made her favorite, chicken fingers with barbecue sauce. As I set the table, I heard her feet running down the hall and I couldn’t help but shake my head with a smile on my face. 

“Y/N! Y/N! Look what I did!” The blonde haired beauty showed me a picture she colored. It was a puppy with purple fur and pink eyes.

“It’s beautiful! Is it for me?” I asked the girl, picking her up.

She nodded her head with a wide smile on her face, “Yeah! I’m glad you like it!” She giggled.

“I’m gonna be coloring one for daddy before he comes home!” Catalina wiggled in her chair once I set her down. I couldn’t help but smile at her, she was so adorable.

“Your daddy would love that.” I said as I placed her favorite plate with a panda face on it, in front of her.

“When is daddy gonna be home?” Questioned the four year old.

“Soon, pumpkin. He had a meeting, but he promised to be home before you went to bed.” I sat next to her and poured her a small glass of milk.

“I miss him..” She pouted before taking a large bite of her chicken finger.

“He misses you too, sweetheart. But, he’ll be home soon!” I tapped her nose gently which caused her to giggle.

As I watched her eat, I couldn’t help but think about how much she looked like Jack. She had his beautiful icy blue eyes and her hair was golden blonde as his was. She was so beautiful and I loved her, I loved her with all my heart. I also loved him, but I was just the nanny. He had tons of girls throwing themselves at him who were ten times prettier than me and it hurt me sometimes, but right now is what made me happy. Watching this beautiful little girl who made my heart soar.

If Jack had a new girlfriend, I rarely let them meet her. I know she’s not my daughter, she feels like she is. I’ve been her nanny since she was 6 months old, I felt like she was mine. See, what happened was Jack met this girl back in Omaha when he was on break from touring. They ended up hooking up and she got pregnant, she didn’t want nothing to do with the kid which was crazy! I’ll never understand a mother who doesn’t want to deal with her own baby. Anyways, Jack being well – Jack. He told the mother to fuck off and he took full custody of baby Catalina when she was born and six months later I had my job. You see, I met Jack at Starbucks when I was babysitting my aunt’s son.  He had baby Catalina with him, she was so precious when she was little and the second I laid eyes on her I fell in love. We both walked up to the counter at the same time and he asked if my aunt’s son was mine since he was only five and I told him no and well we started talking and the next thing I knew I had a nanny job and I’ve been with Cat ever since.  So, yeah I don’t let random whore meets the most precious thing in this world to me.

Once Catalina was done eating, she leaned up to kiss my cheek, “Thank you, Y/N!” She giggled before running off back into the living room.

I just smiled before cleaning up the mess I made as I made her supper, I usually ate when she was sleeping or when I got home. I lived about thirty miles away, but it was so worth the drive here and back every day because I adored Catalina and Jack counted on me. Hours had passed and it was now time for Cat’s bath and than Jack would be home to tuck her in like he always did. No matter where he was or what he was doing, he’d always make sure he’d be home to tuck her in.

“Cat, sweetheart. It’s time for your bath.” I walked into her bedroom, to see her playing with her barbies.
“Nooo! I’m playing!” She whined as she changed her barbie’s clothes.

“Catalina Nicolette Johnson..” I looked at her, arching my brown and she instantly threw her barbie down and hopping up on her feet. I just smiled before walking over and picking her up.

Twenty minutes later, her bath was over and I was currently brushing her golden locks as she stood on her bed. I then heard the door downstairs open and close, the four year old started getting excited knowing her daddy was home. “Cat, hold on baby. I’m almost done.” I told her, as I gently held her shoulder as I continued to brush her hair.

I seriously couldn’t get over the fact on how much Catalina loved Jack, and just how much he loved her. It was so precious, I loved when they were together. Sometimes, I really wish Catalina was mine and they were my family but being her nanny was enough for me.

“Okay, sweetheart you’re-” I couldn’t even my sentence before the little four year old was already off her bed and out the door.

I soon followed her, smiling as I saw Jack crouch down to her level to pick her up and spin her around. “Princess! I missed you so much!” He held his daughter so tight I thought her head was going to pop off.

“I missed you too!” She giggled as he kissed her face. Yawning, she cuddled into her daddy and I knew she wanted to stay up and spend some time with him but Jack just picked her up and carried her to bed even though she was fussy. “Honey bunches, you need sleep. Daddy will be here when you wake up okay?” He told her, smiling as he placed her in bed kissing her forehead.

“Okay, daddy. I love you..” The second her head hit her pillow she out like a light.

When he took her up to bed, I finished cleaning up the house before walking to the window and pulling the blind down. There was a massive storm coming and I was a little nervous to go home. I turned around and jumped a little as I saw Jack standing there.  

“You seriously scared the living hell out of me, Mr. Johnson!” I placed my hand over my heart and giggled a little.

“Y/N, I’ve told this multiple times. Call me Jack.” He told me with his beautiful pearly white smile that caused my heart to do flips.

“Sorry, sorry. I forget sometimes.” I giggled once again before walking over to the door and slipping on my shoes. I grabbed my purse and jacket before sliding the fabric over my arms.

“I should really get going, there’s a massive storm coming and I’d rather not get stuck in the middle of it.” I told the boy as I dug my keys out of my purse.

“Or you know – you could just stay the night?” He rubbed the back of his neck as he gave me a half smile.

“Are you sure? I don’t wanna impose..” I looked down at my feet and clicked my heels together.

“Y/N, you take care of my daughter. I think having you stay the night so you don’t get stuck in some storm, isn’t you imposing.” he chuckled a little.

“Yeah, I guess that’ s probably the right thing to do. I’ll just sleep in the spare room, yeah?” I peeled off my jacket before hanging it back up and kicking off my shoes off.

“Or you could just lay with me in my bed?”

anonymous asked:

"What happened doesn’t change anything." + OQ. Please? I love your fics!

“What happened doesn’t change anything,” he tells her from her office doorway, less than two weeks after his wife has been returned to him. It’s a poor greeting, particularly for him, and Regina pauses in the notes she’d been jotting in the margins of the proposal in front of her and scowls deeply.

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Just Saying; Luke Hemmings

A/N: I wrote this a while ago and decided to post it. There might be a part two, depending on how well this goes.

You got a boyfriend

And he’s a total loser

All your friends tell you that he’s got not future

But they like me

Just saying

“Y/N, you should come with us to the mall on Saturday” Robin asks while checking out her chipped nail polish. Claire looked up from her book and nodded before looking back down and continuing. Y/N blushed in embarrassment as she said “Sorry ladies, I’ve got a date with Griffin on Saturday” Knowing fully well that those two hated his guts. Claire shot her head up, making her blonde hair whip around her shoulders. Robin tore her gaze from her fingernails and gave her best friend a deadly glare. “You have got to be kidding me, Y/N” She nearly spits at her.

“I’m sorry, but-“She tries to defend herself but Claire interrupts her.

“How many times do we have to tell you that Griffin is no good?” Claire groans, rubbing her temples as if she were frustrated.

“Until we finally get it through her head that he’s a loser” Robin mirthlessly laughs.

“Guys. Griffin said he wanted to take me out this weekend because he wanted to make up for all the fighting we’ve done lately” Y/N defends herself, crossing her arms over her chest and huffs out a deep breath. Robin rolls her eyes. “He said that two weeks ago, Y/N. He was late to your date!” She threw her arms up in frustration. “You know who I think would be a great boyfriend for you?” Claire raises her eyebrows in amusement. Robin laughs as she realizes who Claire is talking about and nods her head in agreement.

“No.” Y/N refused. “He’s like my brother, I don’t like him like that” She cringes at the thought of it.

“I’m pretty sure he doesn’t feel the same about you” Robin replies. “Come on, Y/N. Luke really likes you. And not in the ‘I like you like a sister’ kind of thing, in the ‘I really want to date you’ kind of way, just saying” Claire says, looking back down at her book. Y/N shakes her head. “No” She said again.

“Fine, whatever” Robin rolls her eyes again, turning in her seat and starts to tie up her shoes. “Call me when you find some decency in your boyfriend” She spits and walks out of the bedroom.

Claire looks up at the empty spot Robin was sitting in with wide eyes. “I’m going to go too… Have fun on your date” She mutters, slipping on her boots and running out with Robin. Y/N groans.

“He’s not that bad. He’s just a bit of a fixer upper.”


He barely takes you out

If he does he’s late

And when the check comes he always makes you pay

I’d never do that

Just saying

“Would you like to order now, miss?” The waitress asked Y/N for the tenth time in the past thirty minutes. She groaned and replied. “No, I’m still waiting for my boyfriend. He should be here any minute” She smiled up the lady who gave her an apologetic look in return. “Alright…”

She smoothens down the creases on her sundress before taking another look around the restaurant. “They were right” She sighed.

“Who was right?” She jumped at the sound of a familiar deep voice. Y/N’s eyes shoot up to be face to face with the one and only blonde haired, blue eyed, Luke Hemmings. “Luke, you can’t scare me like that!” She gaps, setting her hand on her chest trying to get her heart rate to go down as he slid into the seat across from her. Luke chuckles and takes the menu. “Are you here alone?” He asks, scanning briefly through the food choices.


Luke peeks up from the top of the menu. “You aren’t? Where’s Griffin? I didn’t see him in the bathroom” He questions. “By the way, that dress looks really adorable on you” He adds and Y/N blushes. “Thanks but-“

“Are you ready to order?” The same waitress came back and asked. Y/N looks up with wide eyes and shakes her head. “Oh, no… This isn’t my-“

“Yeah, I’d like to have the Mac and Cheese” Luke answers and Y/N gives him the death glare. “Alright… And for you?”

“I was going to order the Mac and Cheese also” She mutters, not meeting the lady’s stare. “Perfect” The waitress smiles at the two and makes her way back to the kitchen, and once Y/N noticed she was out of sight she took her chance to snarl at her best friend. “What the hell Lucas?” She spat, giving him a deadly stare. He just shrugged his shoulders and gave her a cheeky grin. “I thought you said your boyfriend was here”

“He’s supposed to be here”

“I don’t see him” Luke says, looking around the restaurant.

“How did you even know that I was going to be here?”

“Robin” The simple answer is enough to make her laugh mirthlessly. Of course Robin told Luke where her date was supposed to be. “Wait… So he’s not even going to be showing up tonight?”

Y/N nods slowly, opening her mouth to say something but he buts in again.

“Well I’m your date now” He gives her a big, cheesy smile, and she’s afraid that his face might split in two if he smiles any wider than he is right now.

“This” She gestures between the two of them. “Is not a date” She laughs and he shakes his head.

“You look way too beautiful tonight to not be on a date. And me, being the nice friend I am. I’m going to be your date tonight” He leans forward and grabs her hand in his, placing a soft kiss to the back of it, which causes her to blush. He sits back down and smiles at her once again. “I’ll even pay for you”

“You don’t have-“

“I want to”

“No… Honestly”

“He doesn’t pay for you does he?” He asks and she is taken aback at his question.

“I’d always pay for you, Y/N” Luke says with a smirk on his face just before their food arrives to their table.

“Just Saying.”