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Sormik week day 6! Woohoo! I’m back.
No baby Sormiks this time, but have all the more fluff. This one is for @amarietie/ @tmariea for Storms in Our Blood. Today’s theme is “Lastonbell—Promises/Acceptance”, and although this scene indeed takes place in Elysia and has nothing to do with the Lastonbell promise, I figured the prompt was as good as any to do a marriage proposal.
I… I went over the top with the cheesiness, didn’t I? *hides*
The layers have fancy names to distract from the ridiculous romance going on here. Like “background panels”, background background”, “fucking rain”, “fucking lightning”, “rainy bits” and “rainy muchs”.

Anyway, I’m sorry this is so rushed, but I hope it gets the idea across just fine! I really really hope you like it, Mari! :,)
This is my little thanks for your kind words and deeds for me, and for your Earth Armatus Rose occasionally saving my ass in ToLink, hoho. HAPPY SEVERAL MONTHS LATE BIRTHDAY OR SOMETHING

For everyone else: go read the story, it includes more artistic use of seraphic artes, and more kisses in the rain, if that doesn’t convince you I don’t know what to tell you


Happy Birthday WIFE!!!!!!! <33333


[flynn rider’s off screen voice] “this is the story of how I died”




Since its really humid out, so my mohawk wouldn’t stand up and just curled out instead.
Now I look like a high school au Moo Snuckle

anonymous asked:

Hey! idk if you normally use a filter or not but either way would you be ok with posting a pic of your new hair colour in natural light? I have brown hair too and I've been thinking of dyeing it a fun colour but I don't wanna bleach it, & I was wondering how well Manic Panic shows up on natural hair owo

It completely depends on your natural hair colour and hair type, sometimes the colour is nothing more than a tint. With my hair it starts as quite bright but after a few washes it’s sometimes only a tint and after a few more washes it’s gone. Dark tones tend to work better on brown hair than let’s say yellows and neons but don’t let that stop you from experimenting!

This is pretty much what my hair looked like the day I dyed it. (This wasn’t taken in natural light but it shows the colour as it is. I’d take a new photo outdoors but my hair needs washing and that would fade the colour which in turn would defeat the purpose of taking the photo in the first place.) It has since turned into a slightly deeper purple with a hint of red but it’s still very noticeably purple.

Manic Panic has been around for so long that there’s loads of discussion and pictures on Google on what the different colours are like on natural hair. Obviously, the lighter your hair is the better the colours show. There’s also loads of other semi-permanent colours you can use on virgin hair if Manic Panic doesn’t work for you, but I just tend to go for Manic Panic because it’s the only one that actually stays in my hair. (For example, Directions made a huge mess and just kept coming off on everything all the time and Stargazer washed off immediately.) If you have trouble finding info on the best ways to dye natural hair with whichever brand you end up using, try doing a Google and Google Images searches with terms like “Manic Panic on virgin hair” and “Manic Panic unbleached hair” for the best results.
Also: Did you know you can dye your hair with Kool Aid? I’ve never tried it but it seems to work quite well.

Hope this helps and good luck! (:

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BIGBANG Quotes → Lee Seung Hyun                                                    

“I’m not the type of person to act one way in front of the camera and another when it’s off. What you see is what you get.”

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Baby Bird and the Clown Prince

Pairings: jerome x reader, oswald x reader

Warnings: abandonment, teen pregnancy, i had to make oswald slight older so it fit with him having a child

A/N: this is my first ever fic and post so sorry if it sucks let me know what you guys think if it gets positive response i may make a series, also the reader doesn’t meet Jerome until part two so

Summary: Y/N is the daughter or the penguin and the apple of his eye, but lately she has felt the absence of her mother and when she meets Jerome he propels her into the world of crime and shows her things she never thought possible

Disclaimer: i made it out of the shows timeline but some of the events will take place

It was 18 years ago that Gertrude Cobblepot had been astounded to see her son of 16 walk through the crooked door to her small apartment cradling what looked to be a baby
“Oswald, what is going on?” Gertrude asked her son with an expectant tone. Oswald then proceeded to tell his mother about a girl he had met in the summer the two had fallen in love and one thing had led to another but then she had disappeared of course it wasnt until that night that he had discovered she was pregnant with his child she had told him to take the child as her parents would never allow her to keep the child if they knew.
“Oswald how could you be so foolish?” Gertrude spoke with a slight anger to her tone.
“Im sorry mother” Oswald’s voice broke and tears glistened his bright blue eyes that soon spilled down his freckled cheeks.
Gertrude reached a hand to her son’s cheek and gently wiped his tear<br>
“Now, shh my little Cobblepot” Getrude softly soothed her son her eyes shot down to the child wrapped in a tatty rag when it let out a soft cry Oswalds face contorted in worry as he did not know how to soothe the child that now was staring up at him with expectant eyes.
“Girl or boy?” Gertrude spoke attempting to help her son and taking the child carefully into her arms rocking calmingly to and fro.
“Girl…” Oswald replied sniffling and wipe his tears with the back of his hand.
“She has your eyes my boy, does she have a name?” Gertrude asked lovingly as the child’s cries settled to a dulset coo.
“Yes it’s y/n her mother choose it” Oswald answered shifting his gaze to the floor.
Gertrude lifted her sons chin so she could see his blue orbs as she spoke, she shifted her gaze to a somewhat stern look but maintain a sense of supportiveness as she spoke,
“Oswald, this will be difficult i wont lie to you but i will not see this child out on the street she is a Cobblepot and so we must look after her, but son you will have to step up, find a job and give this little gift the life she deserves do you understand me?”
“Yes mother” Oswald responded looking into his mother’s eyes as relief washed over him, he was afraid she would tell him that y/n must go but looking into the nurturing, kind woman’s eyes he wondered how he could ever think such a thing.
“Good ” Gertrude said with a small nod, “now off to bed with you i will look after y/n for tonight”.
Getrude watched her tired son slowly retreat to his room, as she sat down in the rocking chair inhabiting the corner of their minuscule living room.
She began to sing the same lullaby she had sung to Oswald when he was a child stroking her crown lulling her into slumber.

~18 years later~

Oswald had stayed true to his promise and found work small jobs at first waitering and such, but he had caught a break when he found himself working for the infamous Fish Mooney as her umbrella boy.
He had also stepped into his role as a father wonderfully and y/n had flourished into a young, intelligent, strong minded, beautiful girl.
But at some point he had found himself yearning for more, more power and more successes so he could give his daughter a better life.
When he saw his opportunity he grasped it with both hands now Fish was dead by his hand, and Falcone was gone he was the King of Gotham and y/n his princess.
Y/n was confused by all these changes she now found herself living in a mansion with numerous guards, her father had told her he had been promoted and now owned Fish’s nightclub he was moving up in the world and she was incredibly proud.
Yet she couldn’t help noting her father’s increasing absence, he was always in a meeting or out handling business. It had always been him and her against the world, with her grandmother of course. But now with her father’s decreasing presence from her life she felt her self yearning for something she had never before. Her mother.
Staring into her mirror at her vanity table y/n examined herself she had curled her hair into a half up-do kept her makeup natural with bright red lipstick, and a rose gold sequin dress.
Her father had insisted on throwing her a party for her 18th at his club, now that it was safe he wanted to show her off to the world.
“Are you ready my princess?” Oswald questioned his daughter as he poked his head around her door knocking on the frame.
“ Yes papa.” Y/N answered earnestly getting up to walk towards her father, he held out his arm to her and linked it around hers.
As they reached the dining room Gertrude sat at the table talking away to Butch about her younger days, she immediately silenced when she saw the pair approach and rushes over to them excitedly.
Oswald wore a deep purple suit with a dark green tie and a top hat.
“Look at you my babies!” Gertrude exclaimed kissing them both on the cheek.
Butch called Oswald over and left Gertrude and y/n alone.
“Are you nervous my sweet girl?” Gertrude prodded her grand daughter, y/n’s face must have said it all as she was rather scared about being ‘announced into society’.
She nodded her head shyly.
“Don’t be they will love you! Just like me and your papa.” Gertrude reassured y/n.
“Thank you i hope your right” y/n retorted.
Oswald strolled back over to the two most important people to him and stared affectionately as he admired how much his baby had grown, he wondered how she had turned out so well with him as a father.
“Are you ready my love?” Oswald posed to his daughter.
“As i’ll ever be.” She answered gulping nervously.

As they reached the club y/n’s nerves grew she was not used to any people other than her grandmother and father she had always been hidden away for what her dad told her was her own safety.
She stepped out of the limo that they had drove in and into the back entrance of Oswald’s, with her father, Gertrude and Butch trailing behind.
The room was filled with people and the bright purple lights illuminated the crowd she suddenly felt her nerves slip away and a new excitement cloud over her.
“What do you think baby girl?” Oswald asked his daughter.
“It’s perfect papa!” Y/n exclaimed.
She spent most of the night being introduced to people at the party, her father had invited many of his colleagues.
One of which had a number of markings up his arm a tally of sorts who her father introduced as Victor.
“Y/n this is Barbara Keen she is an associate of mine.” Oswald introduce a very pretty blonde women who extended her hand to y/n.
“Ozzy! Where you been hiding this one?” Barbara quizzed Oswald, as she shook Barbara’s hand she felt an overwhelming sense that she had met this women before but couldn’t place it.
“Lovely to meet you but excuse me please?” Y/n said.
She felt spooked by this interaction and felt herself tired and in need of some alone time.
As she reached the back room she slipped inside and found her best friend Selina inside y/n was perplexed and shot Selina a curious glance as she stood searching people’s coat pockets.
“What a girl’s gotta make a living?” Selina quipped.
Y/n sat down with a half hearted giggle on the edge of the table.
“What’s up you seem kinda bummed to say this is your party?” Selina quizzed.
“Nothing, its just-” y/n’s words where abruptly stopped when she heard the door knob turn she and Selina instinctively hid behind the coat rack and out of sight as they watched someone enter.
Y/n’s eyes where suddenly drawn to the figure as she realised it was her papa followed by Butch and a red-headed boy around her age she had never seem before, the boy sat down on the chair and lifted his legs onto the table crossing them over one another.
“So here is the deal Ozzy i dont usually do team ups but i need your help, you see Theo Galavan tried to kill me and i cannot let that slide, however im in a stick situation in that i cant get to him without the cops or his sister taking me out, and you can see why that would be bad for me.” The boy rambled.
“So why should i care?” Y/n’s father scoffed.
“Because with him out of the way you could be mayor, lead an honest life for your daughter, you know instead of a crime lord/ serial killer?” Jerome let out a maniacal laugh, y/n clasped her hand over her mouth in shock.
Her father a killer? This couldn’t be true could it
“So what’d ya say? We got a deal or what?” The boy asked impatiently with his hand outstretched to Oswald.
“Ok deal but i want you to do something for me in return.” Oswald uttered shaking the boys hand.
“And what would that be?”
“I need you to collect a debt for me.”
“Ughh fine if i have to!” The boy sounded rather childish, y/n already disliked him she decided.
With that the boy left and Oswald was left alone as Butch had escorted the boy out
Y/n saw red, she had always had her father’s temper and wanted some answers she emerged from the coat rack with a furious look on her face as she approached her father angrily.
“Papa what the hell was that all about?! And who was that boy? why are you making deals with him? And what was he talking about when he said your a crime lord and a killer?!”
Y/n seethed angry tears rolling down her face as she ranted.
“Y/n my child what are you doing in here?” Oswald asked a nervous tone laced his voice.
“Answer my question?” Y/n screamed back.
“Its true i do not lead an honest life i am a crime lord and i have done terrible things but i didnt tell you because i wanted to protect you everything i do is for you my child i love you!” Oswald exclaimed to his child his heart breaking at the way she was looking at him.
“The problem is i no longer trust you.”
And with that y/n walked out of the room.

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Excuse how wild my hair looks, I was still in the process of redoing a twist out, but gosh would you look at shrinkage and elasticity! I’m really really glad I’ve learned how to love my hair, because this is my second time ever doing a twist out and I really enjoy doing these.