she colored the heart

warm and soft like a fireplace….a heith….

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@SabrinaAnnLynn: Busymom11 ty for taking time out of your busy schedule to write a review. Next show will have less offensive moves like the “Macarena” XO

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Im finally getting a hang of these two

This woman was messed up, but I still can’t bring myself to hate her completely. She deserved better too imo

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- Are you hurt?
- Yeah, a little.
- A little?

Voodoo Girl
Her skin is white cloth,
and she’s all sewn apart
and she has many colored pins
sticking out of her heart.
She has many different zombies
who are deeply in her trance.
She even has a zombie
who was originally from France.
But she knows she has a curse on her,
a curse she cannot win.
For if someone gets
too close to her,
the pins stick farther in.
—   Tim Burton

Alexander Hamilton, his name is Alexander Hamilton

Hey I don’t know if you remember me (imthepersonthatdrewthefirstrachel) but I finally finished the poc version of Rachel Faucette aka Hammie’s mum so here it is, hope you like it:)

AHHHHHHH

“Do you think daddy would like this?” Your daughter’s voice snapped you back to reality as you turned around and saw her holding her latest masterpiece. It was a picture of a flower with hearts and glitter surrounding it, she loved coloring pictures but making pictures for Harry was her favorite. You couldn’t help but smile as you walked over to her and kneeled down to her eye level.

“He’s going to love it.” She just gave you a big smile as she handed you the picture, you quickly stood up and headed towards the fridge. “Lets hang it in our special spot shall we love?” You asked and when you turned to look over your shoulder you smiled when you saw her nodding her head and clapping her hands together.

“Yes the special spot! So he will see it when he gets home!” Her voice was full of excitement as she danced around the kitchen, you laughed as you turned and watched her. She was the spitting image of her father, dimple and all. Her brown curls were tucked away from her face with a headband and as she danced her dress swayed back and
fourth causing her to giggle and dance around more.

She bounced her way out of the kitchen making you laugh and shake your head as you imagined that if Harry was home he would’ve joined her in her excitement dance and it would’ve ended in a fit of giggles and a tickle fight on the couch in the next room. You couldn’t help but sigh as you looked around and the reality set in, Harry was gone for three more weeks. You knew he didn’t like being away for long periods of time but you also knew that this was his job and he didn’t have a choice sometimes.

You were in the middle of cooking dinner when your phone rang, you knew by the ringtone that it was Harry. You smiled as you quickly hit answer and put it on speaker phone so you could continue cooking.

“Hiya petal!” You smiled bigger as his voice filled the kitchen, “what ya doin love?” You added the diced vegetables to the pot of soup you had on the stove.

“Just makin dinner, what are you up too?” You heard noises in the background but you knew he was probably out and about in whatever city he was in at the moment.

“Ah it is about dinner time isn’t it?” His voice was soft and you found yourself nodding as if he could see you. “How is she doing? Think talking to her would be a bad idea?” You continued to stir the pot as he spoke.

“Think she would love that, she is doing better now.” As if on queue you heard little feet coming down the stairs and heading towards the kitchen. “Lovey, I think someone wants to talk to you.” You said as your daughter appeared in the doorway of the kitchen, her smile was big as she heard noises coming from the phone on the counter.

“Daddy!” You smiled wide as she made her way towards you by the stove. “Daddy, where are you? What city are you in? Do they have good food there? Mommy is making chicken soup because it’s cold outside! Is it cold where you are?” You had to hold back your laugh as she spilled out question after question, you heard Harry chuckle a bit on the other end of the phone.

“Hi my little love!” She reached up and grabbed the phone off the counter and held it in her tiny hands. You saw her walk around the island and climb up into one of the stools so she could get comfortable. “Well where I am at now is a bit chilly.” You could tell he was smiling by the way his voice sounded. “The food is good, nothin beats ya mum’s cooking tho.” You rolled your eyes at his comment and you knew if he was home he would’ve shot you a little wink.

“Do you miss me daddy? I miss you a lot! Like more than I miss Christmas time! And ya know I love Christmas!” You turned around and your smile fell a bit when you saw your daughter’s face. She was smiling still but you knew it was slightly forced and her eyes were getting a bit watery.

“Oh my little love,” you heard Harry take a deep breath. “I miss ya so much that I can’t even tell ya how much! They don’t even have a word fo it!” You watched as her face lit up a bit as he spoke. You could tell by Harry’s tone that he was probably fighting back tears.

He hated not being able to hug his daughter and kiss her worries away. He knew she wasn’t used to this part of his work, she had always been too little to really understand when he was on the road but now that she was getting older she took it harder when he left for weeks at a time.

“I love you daddy!” You smiled as she blew a kiss to the phone. “That was a kiss! Did you feel it?” You heard Harry laugh lightly and heard a kissy noise.

“I felt it! Just gave you one back!” She smiled and patted her cheek. You turned the stove off before making your way over to her. “I love you quite a lot, can I talk to ya mum a bit? You go wash up for super!” She pouted as you helped her down off the stool. She slowly made her way out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

“You love me quite a lot as well?” You knew he was rolling his eyes at your question. You noticed the line got quiet and you had to check to make sure the call didn’t get dropped. “Harry?” You took the phone off speaker and held it to your ear, you heard the sound of a door opening and shutting and what sounded like footsteps. “Harry can you hear me?” Your voice was a bit loud due to the fact you weren’t sure if he could hear you or not.

“Can hear you just fine love.” You felt the phone slip from your hands and land on the counter as his voice came from in front of you. You couldn’t believe the sight that was in front of you. He was standing in the doorway of the kitchen with a bag at his feet.

“Harry!” Your voice came out as a squeal as you crashed into him. His arms wrapped around your waist as yours wrapped around his neck. You were soon being lifted off the ground as you felt his face burry into your neck.

“Missed you my love.” You felt him kiss your neck a few times and as you both heard the sound of feet hitting the bottom of the stairs you felt your own feet being placed back on the ground. “Is that my little love?” He unwrapped himself from you and bent down as he faced the doorway. Your daughter’s face was one of shock and excitement.

“Daddy! You’re home!” The excitement in her voice was enough to make you smile ear too ear. You watched Harry open his arms as she went running towards him. You stepped back and watched him pick her up and twirl her around and place kisses all over her face making the sound of her laughter fill the room.

“I’m home,” he stopped spinner her and turned his head to look at you, his dimple was prominent as he smiled wide. “I’m home with my two girls, just in time for super.” He shot you a wink and you just rolled you eyes. You still couldn’t believe he was home, he was in the kitchen holding your daughter, he was going to be here for a while by the looks of his bag on the floor by his feet and you couldn’t be happier.