Junglepussy shares pictures of her younger self for Noisey’s Scrapbook Series

“This is a picture I took on my MacBook and I Photoshopped it myself, and I feel like I did a damn good job. I did my hair myself this day and I remember I was so proud of it. I’ve never done this hairstyle ever again to this day. But every time I look at this picture I feel so proud of it, like, I accomplished that style. I nailed it. What more can I ask for from my life? I have my leopard shirt. Everything is really 360. I really loved leopard print. This just makes me feel like I’m floating in the clouds and the river at the same time. This was back in like 2008 or 2009 during my black hair phase. Then the red came late 09 until 11, and now I’m blond for life like Mary J. Blige. My mother, my whole life, she was blond. It’s pretty much hereditary except for it’s not DNA.”

I'm obsessed with the states rn but...

Little Hawaii coming up to America with her hair frizzed out and she’s holding a brush and flowers. Then she gives him the most pathetic look like “Help me. I can’t go out like this.”

So America ends up braiding her hair into this really pretty fishtail with tropical flowers laced into it.

California sees and asks him to curl her hair and put red and pink star clips in it.

Then next thing he knows he’s got like 23 girls asking him to do their hair, each a different style.

Tbh now everytime the girls have a slumber party they invite him and make a massive braid train with pillows and stuffed animals surrounding them as they comment on eachother’s hairstyles.

Just imaging America going to the world meeting with braids and bows in his hair the next day. And not giving a fuck what the other nations say because “My baby girls made me look fabulous.


2NE1 - NAVER Starcast (140324) [PART 2/2]!

BOM is putting on her earrings. She looks pretty serious.

We can see BOM looking into the mirror to put on her earrings. All men have a thing for her long black hair. Her make-up looks special, too. The green eye-shadow right below her eyes adds uniqueness to BOM`s look. And wow her silver jacket! It really goes well with her big earrings, too.

MINZY with long hair.

Hey guys! MINZY has long red hair in a ponytail! Until now, MINZY has had short hair but this time she is mesmerizing the fans with her long hair.

CL looking sexy!

We show you CL striking a sexy pose. Doesn`t she look sexy with her shoulder bare? She sometimes fools around like this backstage.

Can you guess who this is? Yes, it`s DARA! 2NE1 likes to add something special, even to simple T-shirts! This is just a part of 2NE1`s efforts to bring something different to the fans.

2. What are the things that the members always carry around with them?

Now, we snuck into the backstage of Yoo Hee-yeol`s Sketchbook. The girls have struck poses for the camera.

They look great. You can feel their charisma.

Did you see DARA`s blue hair? It really goes well with her beanie. DARA`s hairstyle really does strike out among other fabulous styles after the comeback of 2NE1. MINZY and CL are posing for the camera as if they are shooting for a magazine. The costumes and the styles of 2NE1 for stage are really bold but what are the personal tastes of 2NE1 members?

For the first time ever, we show you the personal belongings of 2NE1!

Here we see CL`s perfume. Although CL shows off her charisma on stage, she is very womanly –like in person. And we can also see MINZY`s headphones. MINZY likes listening to music while she is not on stage and resting. BOM showed us her handbag. What`s inside is a secret. DARA showed us her scheduler.

Before they go on stage, here a bonus picture for you! 2NE1`s microphones are just as special as the members!

Did you enjoy taking a look at 2NE1`s style? 2NE1 has such a bold and unique sense of style and this is what makes them so fabulous. If you only let them, 2NE1 will charm you for sure.

Source: NAVER Translated by: YG LIFE
If Tokyo Ghoul was on Nickelodeon

Yo, Kaneki, he was just 19
when he met a really (odd) beauty queen
It was like she was from world unseen

(He’s gonna catch ‘em all cause he is Kaneki Ken)

The date didn’t quite work, so they thought they’d just quit
Then Ken took a look, and he just got bit
There was a great big crash, everything just changed
His organs got all rearranged

(Ghoul, ghoul)

When he first woke up he realized
He had snow white hair and a glowing red eye
He could eat people, regenerate, and fly
He was much more unique than the other guys

It was then that he knew what he had to do
He had to stop all the ghouls that were commin’ through
He’s here to fight for me and you!

He’s gonna catch ‘em all cause he is Kaneki Ken
Gonna catch ‘em all cause he is Kaneki Ken
Gonna catch 'em all cause he’s (Kaneki Ken

Today I was getting some of the ripe tomatoes off our plant and two of my neighbors, young girls about 11 and 9, were walking down the path carrying the rabbit I saw the other day and I was finally able to touch a rabbit for the first time in my life and I am overjoyed

I gave them some tomatoes and told the younger girl I loved her hair which is highlighted in fluorescent red and said I would love to dye my hair pink and the older girl gave me a high-five and the younger girl said that she’s seen me before, she remembers that her and her friend once came over to talk to me because I looked so pretty and remarked that I’m really nice, and then my six-year-old neighbor saw me and RAN to give me a hug and my heart is swelling so much it no longer fits in my ribcage

so judging by the pilot, kara p much has really bad luck with dating so can you imagine the first time kara came to work after a failed date, or the fact that cat needed something and kara had to bail early , and cat’s just going on and on, not looking up from her work until she does, and there’s kara in cute clothes and her hair down (because it’s only really until she becomes supergirl does she really make sure to keep her hair up as further distinction between her two lives) and cat’s just like oh fucking no her assistant’s both hot and adorable goddammit

headcanon: isabelle always feels guilty when clary draws all these nice pictures of her, so one time she tries to draw a picture of clary and it’s pretty bad: it’s wonky, not proportional and it doesn’t really look like clary at all. and when she presents it to clary she’s really nervous but clary is like ’!!!!’. because it looks adorable anyway (her hair is coloured in fire red and clary laughs for 1000 hours because that’s such an izzy thing to do). and clary loves it and her brilliant girlfriend so so much, so she hangs it up on her wall to look at it all the time.

//FIND THE MYSTERY GIRL// Tonight I saw one of the most beautiful girl I’ve seen in a while. It was at the 1975 concert. Never had the courage to ask her out or have a real conversation cause I didn’t wanna make it seem like I was a geek. But I was behind her at the concert (after a few ppl) but ever since the concert, I for some reason can’t get the picture of her out of my head. Obviously she lives around my town or I hope. But I really wanna see her again. Yet I don’t know how. I’m pretty sure she has a tumblr (everyone practically does) or I hope and that she gets to see this….
She looks Hawaiian/Asian with ombré in her hair. She was wearing a black short dress with a red flannel tied around her waist and was wearing red lipstick with a nose ring on the left side….as crazy as this may sound but I really hope I find her.

Unfortunately this is the only picture that I found of her from the entire concert. This has never happened to me; where I see a gorgeous girl and end up being struck by her. Like I can’t stop thinking about her face and her smile. So please help me find this mystery girl.

I’m ridiculously sorry for the bout of inactivity that my writing has taken. Here, have an AU

Dean feels a shudder of anticipation as a familiar woman walks onto the small stage. Despite its small size it’s the center of the bar and what gives The Fallen Angel any real sort of distinction from any of the other places in Sioux Falls. Dean feels sort of bad whenever he comes here, because he knows that the Roadhouse doesn’t get nearly as much attention as this place does, but all outside concerns fade as soon as this woman walks up on the small stage.

He thinks her name is Hannah—he can’t really be sure, as he’s never met her. She’s pretty, definitely Dean’s type with shoulder-length dark brown hair and kind blue eyes that sweep through the crowd. He’s got a thing for brunettes, that’s always been evident, but he barely gives Hannah a shallow look as she leans her red lips toward the microphone stand and gives the crowd a grin.

“I hope everyone’s having a good evening,” she begins brightly, and basically obligatory applause come from his side of the room. Dean hardly joins in.

Hannah talks for a while, but Dean doesn’t pay attention. He instead looks behind her, at where the curtains draw to form a makeshift backstage. There’s a crack in the black drapes and Dean thinks that he can see him peeking out.

“Without further ado,” Hannah exclaims after what feels like forever. “Give a warm welcome to Castiel Novak!”

Now the bar breaks out into an enthusiastic applause as the afore-named steps out from the curtains, bearing an easy smile and a brown acoustic guitar. Dean has also never spoken a single word to him, yet a sense of familiarity floods his entire body. Twinkling blue eyes in stark contrast to mussed dark hair (he looks an awful lot like Hannah, yet the girl has never captivated Dean as much as Cas somehow managed to) and a voice that makes Dean forget everything that’s going wrong in his life: the lack of customers at the Salvage Yard, his ongoing and messy divorce with Lisa. It may be stupid, but Dean’s found a respite at The Fallen Angel with Cas Novak performing an entire lineup of songs that Dean had never cared to know about before.

This evening, the set starts with a classic: 4 Non Blondes’ What’s Up. Cas’ voice flows smoothly over the lyrics, going over the lilts and pitches with ease that only comes with practice. His fingers seems to be moving on their own accord, hardly thinking about the chords as they’re fingered and strummed. Dean doesn’t tear his gaze away as he takes a swig of his beer and lets himself enjoy the beautiful recreation of the ‘90s rock song. It’s over too soon, and after a brief and mundane (yet Dean has trouble attaching that word to anything Cas does) commentary, the next song starts.

Dean never really knows how long he spends there, in the back booth of that bar watching Cas sing his heart out, and just knows that he always leaves there feeling sated and content. And though it’s a fairly short feeling, it’s nice to have a radiating warmth run down his spine every time he thinks of Cas belting out, And I scream from the top of my lungs, “What’s going on?”.

Once Cas’ set is done and he makes his way off of the stage, Dean realizes that there’s no reason why he’s still here. His beer is still a quarter full though, and he takes short sips from the mouth of it to pass the time. There’s no reason why he’s here, but that doesn’t mean he wants to go just yet.

Dean watches Cas across the room, his guitar is slung over his shoulder by its straps and he’s greeting a couple of people, friends or admirers probably. Some generic radio shit is playing throughout the bar now, hardly an upgrade from Cas’ performance.

Dean doesn’t realize how intensely or how long he’s been staring until his eye is finally caught. A wave of embarrassment inevitably washes over him as Cas glances at over with an inexpressive, yet curious look. Dean immediately averts his eyes and feels his neck burning, because apparently he’s back in middle school where he can’t look a crush in the eye. And he’d be lying if that’s not exactly what Cas is to him.

“Hey there stranger.”

The voice jolts Dean and he doesn’t have to look back up to see that yeah, Cas has decided to walk over and give him the time of day for whatever reason. He’s staring at Dean with a sincere smile and Dean doesn’t know how to react to that.

“Hey,” he says and mentally hits himself. Because really? Hey?

But Cas doesn’t seem to care, as he puts his guitar on the table and slides into the rounded booth beside Dean. All of his attention is then given to Dean; Cas faces him completely with one leg propped under his other for better access. “You’re always here,” he points out, and it’s an observation that Dean’s not expecting.


“Yeah, always in the same seat at the same time for the same amount of time.” Cas pauses, eyes flicking across Dean’s face in a way that makes him feel a little self-conscious. “Thank God I caught you before you left this time.”

This time, as if Cas has been waiting forever or something.

“Castiel Novak.” He sticks out his hand and Dean wants to tell him that he already knows that. But he keeps his mouth shut for comfort’s sake and takes the outstretched palm.

“Dean Winchester.”

They give it a firm grip and shake before letting their hands fall back to their respective bodies.

“Would it be too much to wish that you’re here because of me?” Cas asks and Dean freezes, because he’s been too obvious, too telling. Cas seems to sense his discomfort and quickly adds on. “I notice you, you know. Was just sort of hoping that you notice me too.”

Dean swallows a lump in his throat that just doesn’t seem to want to go away and plays with the label on his beer. “Notice me how?” He tries, because it’s the safest thing he can ask right now.

Cas supplies a warm smile. “The guy in the back booth with the green eyes and a tendency to buy a single beer for two hours worth of songs?” He chuckles. “My boss sort of hates you.”

“Do you hate me?” Dean regrets the question immediately because that is not a safe question at all. But Cas just cocks his head quietly and long, thick eyelashes layer over his eyes as he glances down.

“So very far from it.”


The walk from the bus stop to Lin’s took 17 minutes. 17 minutes that Jian Yi and Zhan Xi spent in total silence, both wondering if the other was angry but too scared to ask. That would have lasted hours.

[ Kingdom come-coldplay ]

Jian Yi rang the bell and after about a minute Lin yanked the door open, already talking. She pulled both of them through the door, kicking it closed and dragging them to the kitchen. Leaning against the counter, shirtless and eating an apple, was Lin’s assistant. Zhan Xi wondered if he was her boyfriend. Normally that’d be clear, considering, but it seemed like everyone was shirtless around Lin.

Zhan Xi hadn’t really gotten a good look at him the last times, he was actually pretty handsome. He wasn’t one to think that about other dudes that way, but…

He was about Jian Yi’s height. Long-ish red hair pulled back messily. He and Lin actually made a pretty cute couple.

It was only when Jian Yi tapped his arm did he realize he’d been watching Lin bouncing around and talking animatedly, but not hearing a word she’d said.


‘Sorry, what?’

Lin laughed as Jian Yi smacked him lightly on the back of the head.

‘Long story short…’ Lin began, smiling through her look of mock offense. ‘This is my house, that is my boyfriend, my cat is somewhere. Probably.’

‘Probably.’ echoed her boyfriend, dodging the grape she threw at him before continuing to point at things.

‘Anyways, I have everything kind of set up in the spare room, it’s my studio away from studio.’ Her boyfriend and Jian Yi groaned at her awful joke.

‘That is a case of beer for you to drink while i finish setting up.’

‘Can I have a beer?’ her boyfriend asked her with a grin.

‘No. I don’t need you drunk.’

‘How do you need me?’ he asked seductively, pulling her to him..

‘Quarantined to the living room, you pervert.’  She pushed him away gently. He snagged a bottle on the way out of the kitchen.

‘Alright, follow him and make yourselves comfortable. I apologize in advance for everything he says and does.’’ She whirled around and closed herself in the room.

[ Sheep in wolves clothes - little hurricane ]

Zhan Xi followed Jian Yi into the living room. Lin’s boyfriend (if Lin had said his name, he hadn’t been listening, and he’d feel like a huge dick if he asked at this point) was sprawled out on the couch playing with his phone. The only other piece of furniture that wasn’t covered in expensive looking photography equipment was an over-sized arm chair next to the couch.

He looked at Jian Yi, who made a face before lunging for the chair, he grabbed him by his upper arms and spun him around so he lost his balance and Zhan Xi took the spot.  Jian Yi pouted and perched on the arm of the chair, grabbing the remote control off the table.

Zhan Xi wrapped his arm around Jian Yi’s waist and pulled him down onto the chair. Spacial awareness and geometry had never been his strong suits, so he barely moved his hips to the side so only Jian Yi’s legs landed on his lap. Jian Yi laughed and lifted himself up to swing his legs off but, without have any plans to do so, at all, Zhan Xi placed his hand on his friend’s thigh.

Jian Yi froze and snapped his head up to meet Zhan Xi’s eyes. He didn’t even know what facial expression to use at that moment, he settled on incredibly embarrassed as he watched Jian Yi’s own face turn beet red. The moment was interrupted by the sound of a camera shutter. Zhan Xi whipped his head around to see Lin’s boyfriend pointing his phone at them .

‘Losers.’ He winked at Zhan Xi.

He wanted to look at Jian Yi. He wanted to know what he was thinking. But he couldn’t. He took several deep breaths and tried to will his blood back into normal circulation.

He waited for Jian Yi to do what he normally did, to freak out and make a big deal out of it, but when he finally did look at him, the expression on his face, for the first time in a very long time, was unreadable. He reached out to place his hand on the side of Zhan Xi’s neck and opened his mouth to speak, but in a true movie fashion, they were interrupted.

‘Please tell me you got a picture of this. You have the perfect angle.’

‘Yeah, babe. I got a picture. Look.’

Lin walked into the room and plucked the phone out of his hand. After a moment she gave it back and kissed him. ‘You’re the best.’ He smiled at her and went back to his previous activities.

‘Ready, boys?’

[ renegade - the qemists ]

to be continued.

The Facade’s Gone II Closed

Jay jumped and danced around her home happily while singing to a hard rock song, her hair wasn’t put up or really even brushed, her usual make up covered face was gone showing some of her pores and exposing her acne scars, but she looked so natural and ethereal now, much more airy and light. Her lips were no longer some bright red, they were a pretty pink and her eye colour seemed to pop even more than they did with all the make-up around her eyes she normally had.
As for clothes, instead of her expensive gowns or ‘sexy’ clothing she was only in a black sports bra and spanks, she was relaxed and happy and free, not at all what she was like normally.
She skipped over to her speaker and turned the volume up even more the way she’d be able to hear it when she walked over to her art studio, the way she could do one of her favorite activities, but she couldn’t help to feel that something was missing, it soon hit her; she was lonely.
With a soft hum, Jay grabbed her phone and texted Earl.

[Text] Babe, you should come over~

It was the only thing she texted before getting things ready to begin to paint a new project.



I usually think of my shepard solely with red hair but she does change it around sometimes so I wanted to test out some other colours on her. Top image has her main three and her natural colours, while the bottom three she probably doesn’t use, except maybe the green, but was fun nonetheless.

also here’s a fairly massive post about my hcs for red i’ve been writing this girl for like a billion years so i’ve got it down pat

  • red’s that girl who everyone thinks is like super cool she’s got this really good grungey aesthetic thing going on and she puts a Lot of effort into maintaining The Look
  • she’s got big ol glasses and a side shave. her hair’s naturally pretty orange but she dyes it a darker red
  • she’s an only child and lives with her mom. no dad, just a sperm donor. nobody’s bitter bout it tho
  • her mom’s this kinda young hippie lady who’s really into healing crystals and buying organic and tarot and aromatherapy. she laps all that kinda pseudoscience stuff up. red’s sort of into it but she mostly doesn’t believe in it
  • she’s pan but she mostly just says she’s gay. u know that post that’s like “i’m attracted to men but i’m not happy about it” that’s her
  • she lives next door to craig and they’ve been friends ever since forever they visit each other like five times a week and she constantly borrows his shirts and doesn’t give them back. they also tend to go together to school dances etc so people sometimes think they’re dating
  • she’s also had a thing for craig ever since forever and he kinda has an idea but he doesn’t know the scope or depth of this crush. it’s the kinda crush that u just get tired of having. like ur arm just gets sick from carrying a torch for someone for so long
  • craig’s mom and red’s mom REALLY WANTED THEM to get together but it never happened and they gossip about this all the time
  • red’s name is rebecca. her mom calls her that or becca. red probably came from craig’s dad back when they were kids but she doesn’t remember and neither does craig
  • i don’t always write her as a smoker but when i do she only does it when craig does. she quits after high school and he doesn’t