so i heard you like yellow

i am holding hands with a girl at the pet store. i love how her voice changes when she speaks to different animals. round and bubbly for the angelfish, high and breathy for the calico kittens, sonorous and slithery for the python. she loves them all, even the great hairy tarantula that makes me cringe. 

i am holding hands with this girl whose halo of hair glows banana yellow under the heat lamps in the reptile section, who offers her index finger to teething kittens. she asks “can’t we have one?” in the voice she uses for only me. a voice i can’t describe without using her name, but i imagine joan of arc heard something similar the day she picked up a sword. she is still holding my hand, and i feel like i’d sink into cartoon quicksand if i let go. so i don’t.

“are you two… together?”

this is not unfamiliar, but the woman’s voice, the voice she has chosen, is angrily acidic. this woman has laced her tone with arsenic, without even a passive aggressive teaspoon of sugar to hide her poison. she inhales, puffing herself up like a frightened lizard before her final words. 

“there are children here, you know.” 

in the future, i think of a thousand things to say. we were children too. two girls holding hands after school. two girls holding hands at the movie theatre, two girls in a booth at tony’s pizza, two girls sharing awkward first kisses after two solo cups of wine in someone else’s backyard. two girls holding kittens at a pet store on a saturday afternoon. 

i know now that they see us through funhouse mirrors: distorted, disturbed, our monstrous bodies taking too much space, spoiling innocent spaces with our imposing sexualities. our innocence never ours to begin with.

even with this, there is nowhere i would rather be than holding hands with her in a pet store, with her voice like rain on a hot day, her peach lips blowing kisses for fish, her grip tightening as if to say “i dare you to take this away from me.”

thestarfishdancer replied to your photoset “Heard a noise like someone tapping on my window. He says hi.”

You have green grass still? I am so jealous.

Every other house on the street the grass is starting to yellow and all the trees have lost their leaves, and then there’s my house where we sill have the AC units in the windows because it will randomly get up to 90′f around 3pm and the grass is so long we need to mow it again. In November.

quick-step  asked:

Will your carpet pythons yellow markings fade with age?

Not really no! These colors are here to stay.

Sorry, but you’ve inadvertently asked a really cool question regarding jungle carpets, so now i’m going to ramble now.

It’s pretty common for ball pythons to dull with age. The yellows seem to pull back as the browns pull forward. I’ve heard breeders say that “the best a ball python will ever look is right out the egg”. They’re at their brightest and boldest when young.

Jungle carpet pythons are the exact opposite

Fresh outside the egg they look terrible. Like. Honestly. They do. Every carpet python breeder will admit this. But with each shed they brighten up. The pattern becomes cleaner, the colors start to brighten. In six months they’re starting to look pretty good, by a year it’s like a completely different snake.

Here is what Selfie looked like as a baby vs now:

…and here’s what Hashtag looked like, vs now:

I’ve noticed that with Hashtag that his yellow bands have “muddied” a bit. They haven’t lost their vibrancy, but some black is creeping into the middle sections. Not like his colors are dulling at all though. The blacks get richer, and the yellows more vibrant. I’m sure by the time both of them are pushing 20 years old, those colors might fade a little bit.

While it’s super rad to have a snake that only gets better with age instead of the reverse, there are some downsides.

For one, it’s real hard to sell baby carpet pythons to people who Don’t Know™. They’re ugly, especially next to a booth of baby ball pythons who are currently looking their best. So if you breed ‘em, you have to be prepared to hold onto them until they color up.
Another tricky thing, is while all jungle carpets start out equally ugly, they all don’t end up drop-dead gorgeous. The coloring-up is genetically influenced, but not like a morph with a single gene responsible. Selective breeding is what does the trick. So bright-yellow parents will make bright-yellow babies. If you intend to buy a jungle carpet python, ask to see photos of the parents, cause you’re gunna get a baby that ends up in the range of mom and dad.

Dating chanyeol would include
  •  you feeling like the third wheel when Baekhyun is around
  • “okay can I please get my boyfriend now”
  • studio dates cz he’s there 24/7
  • netflex and chill dates
  • “ Hey jagii feel up my biceps”
  • forming a workout squad with chen suho  xiumin and beakhyun and you being chanyeol’s personal trainer
  • “babe i heard making out burns 230 calories in 30min wanna try”
  • ” no you should probably do some cardio”
  • ” you’re my favourite cardio workout”
  • “PARK  CHANYEOL !!!”
  • Ohohooo~ Get it, hyung!
  • trying to seduce with his rap like :  

Oh yeah my pee is bright yellow·        
 You taste so sweet like jello·                                                                     
 Gurl i hope u got the memo ·                                                                  
Cz I’ll be doing u in the bathroom with no problemo·        

  • He’d have to lift you up every time he hugs u
  • you tiptoeing to kiss him and him not bending down to tease u
  • Everyday running up after him to keep up with his pace
  • phone calls at 2am
  • listening to music together
  • him composing songs about you
  • Putting stuff on top on the shelve to make u feel short
  • “you wanna get that? Better gimme a kiss”
  • “Never mind I got it asshole”  
  • Teasing you nonstop
  • “-Chan can you massage my shoulders for me ?”
  • “-Sure bae”
  • -”Oops  , my hand slipped”
  • If something embarrassing happens to you he’ll never let you live in down
  • -Remember when your pants were torn from behind and I-
  • Being the loudest couple ever and always getting kicked out because of it
  • Annoying the hella out of kyungsoo
  • Kyungsoo : “could you two not laugh so loud i can’t hear myself think”
  • Singing off tunes each time you go to the karaoke but daaamn making you melt when he does it seriously CUZ THAT VOICE Urg
  • Corny jokes and pickup lines
  • “Jagii if you were a booger I’d..”
  • “Omg chanyeol stop”
  • not having a trouble with finding him whatsoever
  • his shirts would be like dresses on you
  • “I gave it to you , to borrow not to keep”
  • “Where is my shirt ?”
  • Catching him staring admiringly at you
  • “you like what you see babe?”
  • Playing piano and guitar for you all the time
  • Teaching how to play the guitar so you can do a duet
  • V-I-D-E-O-G-A-M-E-S . Don’t be surprised if he drag you in a pc bar for a date
  • -Bow down to the king of games
  • Getting kicked out because you are just too loud
  • You feeling like you’re dating a 5 years old when you see how much he love plushies  
  • “yeol let’s go”
  • “ just  gimme 15 min i swear this is my last level in Candy crush”
  • “Okay i’ll just go out with baekhyun then”
  • “nevermind im coming”
  • Constantly call you or facetime you when he is on tour , even if it’s just few minutes
  • “How is the weather down there”
  • “Better than the jokes up there”
  •  just when things get heated baekhyun walks on both of you
  • “when will we ever get it on in peace”
  • members always laughing on your height difference
  • Chen: “ Y/N i would suggest for you to drink milk but it wouldn’t help you considering Yoda’s height you don’t need calcium you need a magic potion”

Admin SkylerNam

i. i wish i could bottle up all these new words in my head for you–words like i think my new favorite song is your laugh, words like your eyes sing symphonies i’ve never heard but are achingly familiar. words like the yellow roses i gave you couldn’t compare to how beautiful you are, how beautiful you make me feel.

ii. “can i kiss you?” my voice comes out stuttered and thick with nerves, so dim against the bright lights above us in the mall parking lot. it’s late and i’m kissing you and you’re kissing back and i haven’t felt this happy in a long time.

iii. i look at you, and, god–i didn’t think the flowers in my chest would ever bloom again but here you are, watering them.

—  “bright eyes, in three parts”, gbp

Chinatown , San Francisco // Now this Chinatown is the most true to its name Chinatown I have ever been to. Having lived in both China and Hong Kong, this place is incredibly authentic. The little bakeries lining the streets serve the same soft and fluffy buns and cakes, and (from what I heard) amazing dumplings reminiscent of those in the more highly rated restaurants of Hong Kong, which is a level that shoots high above the clouds. It was so vibrant, and so colourful; red and gold lanterns swung from between the buildings, and fluorescent sign posts advertising their own respective restaurants and shops and specialities, from ‘Sichuan style pork’ to 'finest ginseng in San Francisco’, flashed brilliantly in bright whites, yellows, reds- all various colours. The energy and hustle of the little shops reminded me so vividly of Hong Kong; it’s a very business like ordeal - you are in and out; there’s no time for small talk like “So how long have you had this place?”, it’s “Hi I would like two pork buns please to go, thank you.” The tinkling of change from one hand to another. The shouts of the employees (usually family members, I’ve noticed) calling for replenishes. The cracking of plastic bags with two perfectly round white pockets of deliciousness sitting happily at the bottom. “Thank you!” A amiable nod and smile from the employee. “Next!” And you are done within the space of two minutes. Incredible. I love it so much. It practically is a home away from home for those from Hong Kong or China. I highly recommend Chinatown to anyone in San Francisco, and for those of you who inhabit this city, well, I’m extremely jealous.

Now THAT IS HOW YOU DO A FILLER EPISODE. CROWLEY’S ORIGIN STORIES!!!BRINGING US BACK TO THINGS WE HAVEN’T HEARD ABOUT IN AGES, THE COLT, ANOTHER YELLOW EYED DEMON, Tying up them loose ends!!! IM so PUmpeD! IM about to rewatch this because that’s some 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit 500 awards to our cute and amazing director Richard Speight Jr. THat was some fantastic choice of music. Nothing makes shit tenser than unfitting music, always cranks up the creepy factor over 9000. Great cinematography, IM so proud tonight. 🏆🏆🏆


Pairing: Stiles x Reader

… … 

Knowing you had a huge chemistry test coming up, you felt pretty helpless. Chemistry definately wasn’t your subject. You’d never been good at it nor did you like it. Stiles and Lydia were the complete opposite. Even Scott was doing good in school even though he was a part time werewolf.

You sighed as you sat down in the cafeteria. The last thing you needed right now was to fail in another subject. You grabbed your book from your backpack, found some yellow, green and red magic markers and were ready to give studying a try.

“I’m SO ready for this chemistry test! Definately gonna nail this one!” you heard coming from behind.

“Stiles, shut up.” Scott laughed as they both sat down next to you.

“Can you guys please just give me some space? I need to focus right now.” you announced.

You continued highlighting the text in your book with different colors. Everything now looked like a childish painting which was not what you inticapated.

“What does the different colors mean?” Stiles asked.
He quickly looked through your book, flipping every page you had previously been highlighting.

“What does red mean?” he asked quizically.

You clenched your jaw and took a deep breath.
“Red means I have no clue.”

“But there’s only re-“ he laughed but immediately got cut off by a kick to the leg by Scott.

You sighed and gave it one more try. Every word in the book now started to look like it was written in another language. You didn’t understand any of it.

Taking a deep breath you tried focusing one last time. Three’s a charm, right? "Ugh, I give up! I can’t do this!” you shouted, rougly closing your book and slamming it into your backpack, “I don’t understand anything!”. 

Both Stiles and Scott now looked at you with double pairs of very wide eyes. They both turned to eachother in confusion, then looked at you freaking out.

“Woah! Easy, champ” Stiles laughed, “We’ll help you.” 

“Well-” Scott started. “I have to meet up with Deaton, but you can handle this, right?” he winked at Stiles. 

Stiles and Scott were now communicating in a very foreign face-expression-language type of thing. 

“U-uh, yeah! Sure, yeah, definately, bro. It’s not like I have a life or anything.” Stiles stuttered. “I-I mean not that you take away my life or anything. You’re practically my life… N-not like that, I mean, you’re not my life, but you’re part of my life. You know?” he continued nervously, trying to discretely play it cool.

It was the middle of the day and the Stilinski’s house was completely empty. Sheriff Stilinski was working, as per usual, and you had your free period, so you figured you might as well kill some time and head over to Stiles’ house.

“You want anything to drink? Soda?” Stiles asked, entering the kitchen and heading for the refrigerator. 

“No, thanks. I’m good.” you replied, taking off your shoes and coat. 

The two of you headed to Stiles’ room. You sat down on his bed and layed out all of your books and markers. Stiles’ room looked more plain than you had expected it to be. Blue walls, red bedsheets - pretty neat, to be honest. As your eyes searched the room you noticed he had a lot of pictures on the walls attached to several different colored strings. 

“Hey, Stiles. What are those pictures?” you asked, pointing at the wall. 

He grabbed a hoodie and walked over to the bed. “Oh, those? They’re just some investigations I’m working on. You know, werewolfy stuff.” he explained. 

You noticed the majority of strings were red, and only a few of them were yellow. 

“What’s with the colours, though?” you asked, shifting your position on the bed.

“Well,” he started as he crossed his arms, “green are solved, yellow means working on it, and red means-” 

“Let me guess, ‘I have no clue’?” you smirked. 

“Pretty much.” he laughed.

You both changed positions on his bed, getting comfy as you were about to start working on chemistry.

“…composed of four carbon atoms and two nitrogen atoms, the nitrogen atoms being in the meta-position.” you mumbled. “What language is this?” you yelled in frustration. 

You were clearly upset over this. The two of you had been studying for hours on and off. Being the impatient person that you are, didn’t quite make it easer for Stiles as well.

He grabbed your pencils out of your hand and closed all your books as he laid them down on the floor. You looked at him, wondering what he was up to now. 

“How ‘bout we take a break?” he suggested. 

You gladly nodded and Stiles proceeded to grab a few movies for you to watch. 

Halfway in, the movie was getting more and more intenste, and you were about to pee your pants. “Stiles, that guys looks like you!” you laughed, referring to Thomas from Mazerunner. He didn’t quite understand why but laughed it off.

After a while he stood up and went to go get some more snacks. You wrapped yourself up in his big, fuzzy blanket, when you heard a weird buzzing sound. Stiles phone lid up the room. The phone was lying right next to you and you were so tempted to check his phone. You knew you shouldn’t have done it, but you finally gave in and glanced over at the bright screen. 

Scott Mccall: Did you tell her yet? How did it go? Does she like you back?

Your jaw dropped as you read it, Your heart started pounding faster than usual and you felt little butterflies appearing in your stomach. Does he like me? Is he talking about me? So many thoughts ran through your head, but just as Stiles entered the room, you quickly covered yourself in the blanket again, pretending like nothing had happened. 

“What’d I miss?” he asked, getting comfertable next to you.

“Oh, nothing. They’re just running around, screaming and stuff.” you attempted to reply in a calm voice.

Another intense scene appeared and you qickly wrapped your arms around Stiles bicep. You could feel his big muscels flexing, trying to appear larger than they actuall were. You smirked to yourself, and slowly slid your hand down to his, intertwining your fingers into his. A smile appeared on Stiles’ face aswell as yours. 

“Stiles?” you quietly asked, “I’m scared..”

He wrapped his arm around your shoulders tightly and shimmied closer to you. You turned your head to Stiles and looked at his beautiful, brown eyes. You had never noticed how good looking he was up close. At least not an inch away from you. 

An immediate thought popped into your mind. Kiss him. You already knew he liked you, so why not give it a shot. Scott probably made up an excuse to leave you and Stiles by yourself, so he could make a move on you. The adrenaline rushed through your body. You had made up your mind. Sitting up a bit, you descretely moved yourself closer to him. You placed one hand on his cheek, caressing it, and slowly turned it towards you. Stiles’ eyes were glued to the TV and he was not paying attention to your actions at all. At this point, you were so close to his face you could feel the heat from his skin. You placed a long kiss on his lips, and noticed he immediately kissed you in return.

His eyes widened as you pulled away, unsure of what and why this had happened. You laughed at his confused expression. 

“I-I just wanted to try..” you explained.
You took a deep breath,“Stiles, I saw a text on your phone from Scott,” you told him, as he reached for his phone, unlocking it and seeing the text. His eyes widened in shock.
“I didn’t mean to look. I-I mean, I did, since I in fact did look, but I don’t want you to think that I’m snooping in on your private stuff. I wasn’t thinking.”

“Well, now you know.” he awkwardly laughed.

“Yeah..” you awkwardly smiled in return. 
“I like you too, Stiles.” you smiled widely, going in for another kiss.

lady-crushes-friday  asked:

You should make a fanfic with Yellow Diamond! I´m kinda ship Yellow D with Peridot. (You should read Yellow Textbooks by The Scent Of Rain). I feel like you would portray her perfectly.

HIIII FRIEND!!!  Thank you so much for your kind words!  I really like the idea of this ship, so I saved this ask for a bit until I could offer you a tiny bit of like…brainstorming, kinda?  Another friend has requested some Peridot/Yellow Diamond from me so something a bit more substantial is in the works, as well!  This is just kinda…a quick scene setting for what I think their dynamic might be.

And you know, come to think of it, Peridot was really, really…what was the word for it? Happy.  She was happy.  With her new life here on Earth.  She was pleased that she had helped to save it from imminent destruction.  Even if that meant…

Sometimes, when it was nighttime and there wasn’t much to do, and Lapis was off brooding on the roof or something, and she didn’t quite feel like rewatching Camp Pining Hearts right this second, Peridot lay back, closed her vision spheres, and allowed her mind to wander.  Sometimes she thought of pleasant things, like the way the farm was growing and expanding, or the way Lapis had slowly started to see her as a friend.

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anonymous asked:

Art question! So i'm going to make a painting and I want it to give off a Gabriel-mood. What color do you think represents him well? I was thinking gold but his wings are going to be gold so i need the background to be a different color and I was wondering what your opinion was.


Ok, background colours; always a tough one. 

If I don’t have any inspiration, I usually go back to basics and look at complimentary colours. For example: 

So this painting of Cas shows him in a sort of beige coloured trench right? I round that up to ‘yellow’ and one look at the complimentary colour circle will tell you that tones like that look good with purple. 

Another example would be to do this: 

You take the colour that dominates the figure and use it as a background. I’ve heard some criticisms about it, but idk, I think it looks good. A dark background is always a sort of joker if you have no idea what to do. 

I actually think, for some reason, that green really compliments Gabriel very well… If i draw him again in the future, that’s probably the background I will use! 

So yeha, that’s my opinion: hope it helped. Obviously, do your own thing - don’t take my word as truth - I am a self-taught artist and have no professional training whatsoever. I’m just speaking from my gut. 

Thanks for stopping by tho! tag me when you’ve posted the pic! XD


Dear Captain Spock,

I know it is Valentine’s Day on Earth, and I know you may not really like the holiday but it’s tradition to give gifts to someone you like or deeply or care for. Anyway, I heard through the grapevine that you’d been wanting a kitty so I got you a kitty! I named him Spimmy, for Spock and Jimmy. I hope you like him! He’s really sweet and I even got him a yellow bow tie so you and Spimmy can match! Anyway, happy Valentine’s Day! 

Love Sincerely Love,

First Officer, Jimmy. 

[ [ @starredhearts ] ]

anonymous asked:

*slides into ask* so I heard you like abstract... how bout the color red without using any red flowers

oooooh now YOU i adore:

Tuberose - dangerous pleasure

Rose-Of-Sharon - consumed by love

Lucerne - life

Yellow Iris - passion

German Iris - flame

Hellebore - scandal

Fleur De Lis - flame, burning

Dill - lust

THANKS NONNY. THIS WAS FAB. (If some of these come in red variants then imagine the bouquet uses the non red variant…)

Send me things to make flower arrangements for!

What she says: Looks like another waste of my time.

What she’s thinking: So this is it, huh? This is what my life has amounted to? Yellow Diamond constantly sending me on petty missions for the rest of my days? I deserve better, you know. I’m a veteran. And you know, when I heard I was going to Earth, I was actually pretty excited. I would’ve shown Rose a thing or two, but guess what? I arrive on this stinkin’ planet and she’s nowhere to be seen. Of course. Just my luck. And I bet if I-


I said a hip hop,
The hippie, the hippie,
To the hip, hip hop, and you don’t stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.
Now, what you hear is not a test - I’m rappin’ to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet.
See, I am Wonder Mike, and I’d like to say hello,
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown,
The purple and yellow. But first, I gotta
Bang bang, the boogie to the boogie,
Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie,
Let’s rock, you don’t stop,
Rock the rhythm that’ll make your body rock.
Well so far you’ve heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man Hank,
C'mon, Hank, sing that song!

Check it out, I’m the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I’ll tell you why.
You see, I’m six foot one, and I’m tons of fun
When I dress to a T,
You see, I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali
and I dress so viciously.
I got bodyguards, I got two big cars
That definitely ain’t the wack,
I got a Lincoln Continental and a sun-roofed Cadillac.
So after school I take a dip in the pool,
Which is really on the wall,
I got a colour TV, so I can see
The Knicks play basketball. Hear me talk about
Checkbooks, credit cards, mo’ money
Than a sucker could ever spend,
But I wouldn’t give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime ‘til I made it again. Everybody go
Ho-tel, mo-tel, what you gonna do today? (say what?)
‘Cause I’m a get a fly girl,
Gonna get some spank n’ drive off in a def OJ. Everybody go
Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn,
Say if your girl starts actin’ up, then you take her friend.
Master Gee! My mellow!
It’s on to you, so what you gonna do?

Well, it’s on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don’t stop until the break of dawn.
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee.
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls.
I’m goin’ down in history
As the baddest rapper there ever could be.
Now I’m feelin’ the highs and you’re feelin’ the lows,
The beat starts gettin’ into your toes
You start poppin’ your fingers and stompin’ your feet
And movin’ your body while while you’re sitting in your seat
And then damn! Ya start doin’ the freak, I said
Damn! Right outta your seat
Then you throw your hands high in the air,
Ya rockin’ to the rhythm, shake your derriere
Ya rockin’ to the beat without a care,
With the sureshot MCs for the affair.
Now, I’m not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same.
I got a little face, and a pair of brown eyes
All I’m here to do, ladies, is hypnotize
Singin’ on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don’t stop until the break of dawn
Singin’ on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don’t you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme what you got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that’s okay, I still keep in stride,
‘Cause all I’m here to do is just wiggle your behind
Singin’ on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don’t stop until the break of dawn.
Singin’ on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
Rock rock, y'all, throw it on the floor
I’m gonna freak you here, I’m gonna freak you there,
I’m gonna move you outta this atmosphere.
'Cause I’m one of a kind and I’ll shock your mind
I’ll put TNT in your behind. I said
One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme what you got
'Cause I’m guaranteed to make you rock
I said one, two, three, four, tell me, Wonder Mike
What are you waiting for?

I said a hip hop,
The hippie to the hippie
The hip hip a hop, and you don’t stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.
A Skiddleebebop, we rock, scooby doo,
And guess what, America, we love you
'Cause you rocked and a rolled with so much soul,
You could rock 'til a hundred and one years old.
I don’t mean to brag, I don’t mean to boast,
But we’re like hot butter on your breakfast toast
Rock it up, Baby Bubba!
Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang da boogie
To the beat, beat, it’s so unique
Come on everybody and dance to the beat!

[Drum break]

A hip hop
The hippie to the hippie the
Hip hip a hop and you don’t stop, rock it
Rock it out, Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang
The boogie to the boogie, the beat.
I said, I can’t wait 'til the end of the week
When I’m rappin’ to the rhythm of a groovy beat
And I attempt to raise your body heat.
Just blow your mind, so you can’t speak
And do a thing but a-rock and shuffle your feet
And let it change up to a dance called the freak
And when you finally do come into your rhythmic beat,
Rest a little while so you don’t get weak.
I know a man named Hank
He has more rhymes than a serious bank
So come on Hank, sing that song,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the bang bang da bong!

Well, I’m Imp the Dimp, the ladies’ pimp,
The women fight for my delight.
But I’m the grandmaster with the three MCs
That shock the house for the young ladies
And when you come inside, into the front,
You do the freak, spank, and do the bump
And when the sucker MC try to prove a point,
We’re a treacherous trio, we’re the serious joint!
a-From sun to sun and from time to time
I sit down and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease
I’ve created a devastating masterpiece
I’m gonna rock the mic 'til you can’t resist,
Everybody, I say it goes like this
Well, I was walking home late one afternoon
A reporter stopped me for an interview
She said she’s heard stories and she’s heard fables
That I’m vicious on the mic and the turntable
This young reporter I did adore,
So I rocked some vicious rhymes like I never did before
She said, “Damn, fly guy, I’m in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true”
I said, “By the way, baby, what’s your name?”
Said, “I go by name of Lois Lane
And you could be my boyfriend, you surely can,
Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman.”
I said, “He’s a fairy, I do suppose
Flyin’ through the air in pantyhose
He may be very sexy, or even cute,
But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit,”
I said, “You need a man man who’s got finesse
And his whole name across his chest
He may be able to fly all through the night,
But can he rock a party 'til the early light?
He can’t satisfy you with his little worm,
But I can bust you out with my super sperm!”
I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it, do it.
An’ I’m here an’ I’m there, I’m Big Ban Hank, I’m everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air
And party hardy like you just don’t care
Let’s do it, don’t stop, y'all, a tick tock, y'all, you don’t stop!
Go ho-tel, mo-tel, what you gonna do today? (Say what?)
I’m gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank, drive off in a def OJ,
Everybody go, “Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn”
You say if your girl starts actin’ up, then you take her friend
I say skip, dive, what can I say?
I can’t fit 'em all inside my OJ,
So I just tak half, and bust 'em out,
I give the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house
It was twelve o'clock one Friday night
I was rockin’ to the beat and feelin’ all right
Everybody was dancin’ on the floor
Doin’ all the things they never did before
And then this fly girl with a sexy lean
She came into the bar, she came into the scene
She travelled deeper inside the room
All the fellas checked out her white Sassoons
She came up to the table, looked into my eyes
Then she turned around and shook her behind
So I said to myself, it’s time for me to release
My vicious rhyme I call my masterpiece
And now people in the house, this is just for you
A little rap to make you boogaloo
Now the group you hear is called Phase Two
And let me tell you somethin’, we’re a helluva crew
Once a week, we’re on the street
Just to cut in the jams and look at your feet
For you to party, you gotta have the moves,
So we’ll get right down and get you a groove
For you to dance, you got to be hot
So we’ll get right down and make you rock
Now the system’s on and the girls are there
You definitely have a rockin’ affair
But let me tell you somethin’, there’s still one fact
And to have a party, you got to have a rap
So when the party’s over, you’re makin’ it home,
And tryin’ to sleep before the break of dawn
And while you’re sleepin’, you start to dream,
And thinkin’ how you danced on the disco scene
My name appears in your mind,
Yeah, a name you know that was right on time
It was Phase Two just doin’ a do
Rockin’ you down 'cause you knew we could
To the rhythm of the beat that makes you freak,
Come alive girls, get on your feet
To the rhythm of the beat to the beat the beat
To the double beat beat that makes you freak
To the rhythm of the beat that says you go on
On'n'on into the break of dawn
Now I got a man comin’ on right now
He’s guaranteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on, Wonder Mike, do what you like!

I say a can of beer that’s sweeter than honey,
Like a millionaire that has no money
Like a rainy day that is not wet,
Like a gamblin’ fiend that does not bet
Like Dracula without his fangs,
Like the boogie to the boogie without the boogie bang
Like collard greens that don’t taste good,
Like a tree that’s not made out of wood
Like goin’ up and not comin’ down,
Is just like the beat without the sound, no sound
To the beat beat, you do the freak
Everybody just rock and dance to the beat
Have you ever went over a friends house to eat
And the food just ain’t no good?
The macaroni’s soggy, the peas are mushed,
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you’re full
And then your friend says, “Mama, he’s just being polite
He ain’t finished, uh-uh, that’s bull!”
So your heart starts pumpin’ and you think of a lie
And you say that you already ate
And your friend says “Man, there’s plenty of food”
So you pile some more on your plate
While the stinky food’s steamin’, your mind starts to dreamin’
Of the moment that it’s time to leave
And then you look at your plate and your chicken’s slowly rottin’
Into something that looks like cheese
Oh so you say “That’s it, I gotta leave this place
I don’t care what these people think,
I’m just sittin’ here makin’ myself nauseous
With this ugly food that stinks”
So you bust out the door while it’s still closed
Still sick from the food you ate
And then you run to the store for quick relief
From a bottle of Kaopectate
And then you call your friend two weeks later
To see how he has been
And he says, “I understand about the food,
Baby Bubba, but we’re still friends”
With a hip hop the hippie to the hippie
The hip hip a hop, a you don’t stop the rockin’
To the bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie the beat
I say, “Hank, can ya rock?
Can ya rock to the rhythm that just don’t stop?
Can ya hip me to the shoobie doo?”
I said, “Come on, make, make the people move!”

I go to the balls and then ring the bell
Because I am the man with the clientele
And if ya ask me why I rock so well,
A Big Bang, I got clientele
And from the time I was only six years old
I never forgot what I was told
It was the best advice I ever had
It came from my wise, dear old dad
He said, “Sit down, punk, I wanna talk to you
And don’t say a word until I’m through
Now there’s a time to laugh, a time to cry
A time to live and a time to die
A time to break and a time to chill
To act civilized or act real ill
But whatever you do in your lifetime
You never let an MC steal your rhyme”
So from six to six 'til this very day
I’ll always remember what he had to say
So when the sucker MCs try to chump my style
I let them know that I’m versatile
I got style, finesse, and a little black book
That’s filled with rhymes and I know you wanna look
But the thing that separates you from me
And that is called originality
Because my rhymes are on from what you heard
I didn’t even bite, not a go—word
And I say a little more, later on tonight
So the sucker MCs can bite all night
A tick a tock, y'all, a beat beat, y'all
A let’s rock, y'all, you don’t stop
Ya go, “Ho-tel, mo-tel, what you gonna do today?” (Say what?)
Ya say, “I’m gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank and

Drive off in a def OJ”
Everybody go, “Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn”
Ya say if your girl starts actin’ up, then you take her friends
A like that, y'all, to the beat, y'all
Beat beat y'all, ya don’t stop!
A Master Gee, my mellow
It’s on to you so what you gonna do?

Well, like Johnny Carson on the Late Show
A like Frankie Crocker in stereo
Well like the Barkay’s singin’ “Holy Ghost”
The sounds to throw down, they’re played the most
It’s like my man Captain Sky
Whose name he earned with his super sperm
We rock and we don’t stop
Get off, y'all, I’m here to give you what you got
To the beat that it makes you freak
And come alive, girl, get on your feet
A like a Perry Mason without a case
Like Farrah Fawcett without her face
Like the Barkays on the mic
Like gettin’ down right for you tonight
Like movin’ your body so you don’t know how
Right to the rhythm and throw down
Like comin’ alive to the Master Gee
The brother who rocks so viciously
I said the age of one, my life begun
At the age of two I was doin’ the do
At the age of three, it was you and me
Rockin’ to the sounds of the Master Gee
At the age of four, I was on the floor
Givin’ all the freaks what they bargained for
At the age of five I didn’t take no jive
With the Master Gee it’s all the way live
At the age of six I was a-pickin’ up sticks
Rappin’ to the beat, my stick was fixed
At the age of seven, I was rockin’ in heaven
Don’t you know I went off
I gotta run on down to the beat you see
Gettin’ right on down, makin’ all the girls
Just take off their clothes to the beat the beat
To the double beat beat that makes you freak
At the age of eight, I was really great
'Cause every night, you see, I had a date
At the age of nine, I was right on time
'Cause every night I had a party rhyme
Going on'n'n'on'n’ on on'n'on
The beat don’t stop until the break of dawn
A sayin’ on'n'n'on'n’ on on'n'on
Like a hot buttered de pop pop de popcorn…
as a special request from our friend Alana @ilost you have to suffer though this with me Rhine

anonymous asked:

Can you please explain the whole dymm thing to me? I know it's a twitter account but I've heard ppl talk about it like it's a conspiracy in itself lol and I'm just lost and thought maybe you could fill me in? Thanks! :)

in December some more well known tjlc blogs got weird anons saying “raindrop” and “:)” and this blog called dymm appeared and it was pretty creepy and had “miss me?” written everywhere. their icon was a yellow smiley face so people have linked it to the geek interpreter where someone with a smiley face icon contacted chris. the blog dissappeared after a while and then some trolls claimed it was them messing with us. there’s still some doubt as to if this is true - if it’s part of the ARG this would just be a cover, though i personally don’t see it linking in unless twitter dymm does something
iirc dymm appeared on twitter this january. as far as i can tell this is completely different person from the tumblr incident and they are tweeting to try to get us the johnlock we deserve.
however some people think dymm is suspect to be a mole, pushing us to send complaints and use the hashtags would go along with the master plan. multiple times dymm has said they’re just a fan but that’s what a mole WOULD say so it’s tricky
dymm if you’re just a normal person i am sorry

yukiekit9  asked:

"H-h-hey A-Aster? Um... I b-b-brought you s-some chocolate for V-Valentine's D-D-D-Day... I-I m-m-made it myself s-s-so I'm n-n-not sure about h-how good it is... A-and I heard it's your b-b-birthday, s-s-so I m-made this for you to." *she nervously presents a snake plush, which is purple and yellow in color*

He almost whined on the mention of his birthday, but stopped himself. Noticing the colours of what presented him next, taking it gently along with the chocolates.

“Takket, and I’m sure they are wonderful,” Aster mewed, giving the plush serpent a few strokes. He did like the plush creature fully making out what it was through touch.


All Skin Tones Sacha Buttercup Setting Powder

I have for a while looked, for a really good concealer, that would give me that, clean highlight with a slide yellow undertone. Which has been so hard to find, a concealer, that doesn’t crease and makes my skin shine.

Around a month ago, I went to Sephora in Fields and found the best concealer ever, by Nars. Great coverage, highlights and comes in a small package, with the lip gloss pencil (if you know what I mean?). Everything was working, except for the yellow undertone, that I was looking for. So I went to Youtube, the best place ever, to find a new powder. I saw some of my favourite beauty gurus, like beautybyjj, shirley Eniang and etc. Found this new hyped powder, called Sacha buttercup setting powder. Never  ever heard of it, until 10 days ago. Thought I would give it a chance, never heard any, but good compliments and the powder is yellow. So I thought it was worth the chance to buy.

Only using it two times, I most admit it’s the BEST setting powder for the highlighted areas! Sets so SOFT. It was just the product, I need in my life. It’s a powder, that needs to applied gently, so it doesn’t gets to caked in the face. But such a great powder, that doesn’t even, give that white undertone or reflection on photos. All in all a great product for the person that loves a yellow undertone and soft look.

I LOVE HERO - YELLOW- (CV: Suzuki Tatsuhisa)

“Kindness and Strength, Yellow. Transform!”

If you are a Tatsu fan! And IF you haven’t heard this one yet! GO AND DO SO!

This is … a treasure (>////<)

Tatsu voices a Yellow Power Ranger (or Sentai, if you want to call it like this).

In real life he is some kind of a personal trainer for the heroine. He is caring and sweet and gets embarrassed REAL easy! And he is also very passionate about the heroine and so on….. yeah…. you guessed it right….this character not only kinda looks like Makoto….he also acts like Mako-chan.


This is more than what I can take!His voice is so sweet and the second track blew my mind away (><) (So practically it’s Makoto Sentai)

Listen to this hero struggle against a Green Power Ranger (or I think so….He just called him Green so I assume that…) and Black Power Ranger, (and lots of other space-things) as he ignores the Power Ranger rule No. 1: Power Rangers NEVER fight alone!

But never fear! Instead of his subordinates he has that promise to the heroine. To return to her side after the battle! And have sex… yeah! (^3^)/wwww (no ,no, just to tell her how much he loves her, wwww)

This drama would be more fun if they used more voices. But I will not complain. After all  Tatsu’s Mako-voice and Tsundere-voice are worth a lot! (*_*)

Full of phrases like:

“Did you know that the warmth of the hands is the warmth of a heart?”

“Right now, we are very doki-doki!”

“Green this is not your CD!” (breaking the 4th wall here)

Don’t miss this: “I’d tap that Hero - Yellow- “ 

P.S: I would LOVE for Yellow to ditch his GF and go out with Green instead (I’m not called “Fujoshi, but not really” for nothing, you know”)

Pearl belonged to all the diamonds.

There’re many discussions about it but here is my conclusion, I don’t believe I’m the first person posting this idea but at least I think It’s a variant.

The main theory is that Pearl was owned by a diamond: White diamond or Pink diamond but I think

Pearl’s owners were all the four diamonds or a fusion of them.

So ridiculous as it sounds and I’m sure you have heard the theory before It’s possible. 

A. All this begins with her colors…

It doesn’t matter when she always wears the four colors: blue, pink, yellow and white. The first time I heard this I thought those were just clothes so It wasn’t important but just pay attention

Like everybody knows blue and yellow pearl have similarities to their diamonds. The colors, hairstyles and gem placements. This made us think Pearl belonged to white diamond but we can see she wears pink diamond’s emblem on her space suit if you notice even on her space suit there’re yellow details besides in yellow pearl even her eyes are yellow but our pearl has blue eyes.

Officially  she has pink hair, blue eyes (the same color in her shirt) and white skin like you can read in the guide by Sugar

wait… Isn’t her hair brown?

It’s weird but though normally her hair seems brown and her clothes green, her colors change in dark locations, apparently she’s always  wearing a clear shade of blue and her hair is a soft pink that’s why in dark places you can see her better xD

So let’s see:

Hair color: pink (pink diamond)

Hairstyle: white diamond

Eyes color: blue (blue diamond)

Gem placement: white diamond

Skin color: white diamond

The only color isn’t literally part of her body is yellow but It’s on her spear.

Her young version, when they met Greg shows one only single thread of yellow, Why did they bother to add one yellow thread? cause It’s part of the character, she NEEDS to wear the four colors. Her first outfit in early episodes had a yellow line too. There’re other gems with several colors but why are those exactly? O.o

Early episodes

B. Pearls have displayed similar personality traits to their diamonds.

Blue pearl seems very calm and yellow pearl is energitic, smug and malicious. Yellow pearl shares reactions with her diamond, It’s like she’s mimicking her and that’s very amusing of course, cause It looks natural.

If that’s true then analyzing Pearl’s personality we should be able to get traits from her owner. Well, that’s the problem cause:

I agree with her, she has many talents and those talents are suspicious, she’s the most complicated of the crystal gems and It’s possible she’s manifesting all the diamonds’ roles.

Peridot for example: she served yellow diamond who seems in charge of engineering, technology in general. Peridot is a scientist, It’s part of her personality, she even find beauty in a well built machine.

Our Pearl is smart but in a way that isn’t limited to engineering. She’s like a mix of blue and yellow diamond. Let me explain this a little.

Blue diamond: The popular belief is that blue diamond is related to the organization and strategy because she had a court of nobles surrounding her, she called Sapphire to decide what to do with the rebellion and because the blue gems we have seen aren’t soldiers.

Now in the episode “historical friction”: Pearl said : I’m a gem of many talents and dedication to the facts is one of them. This remind me of Lapis, whose function was to store information. The kind of emotion Peridot feels about machines, Pearl feels it for gem history and culture.

Besides in the episode “terror club” we found another blue gem, this one like Lapis recorded events and projected them, at this time only Pearl and those two blue gems have that skill.

On the other hand Pearl emphasizes the use of strategy and she loves to explain things, uses a complicated vocabulary (Amethyst explained that in a very amusing way)

All those seems the same traits you could find in blue diamond.

curiosity: Pearl loves the nature in a sensive way cause it’s beautiful but because of its complicated math too ò_ó

Let’s go back to the most popular theories.

White diamond:

-If she was owned by white diamond then which one was the characteristic they shared? we have to exclude everything related to intelligence, blue and yellow diamond cover that aspect in the diamond authority soo people believe white diamond was a warrior and our Pearl is able to fight but she said she wasn’t made to fight. 

What more do we have? Well, Pearl is very ordered and has a psychosis about cleanness, but I really doubt that’s a characteristic in a diamond, no, that one is part of her role as a servant, there’s not another characteristic appropriated for white diamond (If you know please share it) so IT HAS TO BE their skill to fight

Then, why did she say she wasn’t made to fight? maybe cause gems are very specific so she isn’t so strong like quartz but very strong in comparison to Peridot, since Peridot is a technician she’s weak like a baby and this matter make me wonder if yellow and blue Pearls have the same strength Pearl has. It’s going to be very interesting to see more of them.

Pink Diamond:

We don’t know anything about pink diamond at the moment but maybe we know something else about our Pearl. SHE IS VERY, VERY SENTIMENTAL

I wonder if Pink diamond was more emocional than the others

We’ll see, anyway Pearl is related to pink diamond (emblem) so we’ll know

If the theory is right then the consequenses will be very interesting because in that case she’s not defective like Jasper affirmed but she was made to be like this and Jasper thought so cause he/she hasn’t seen another pearl alike before.

If you remember when Pearl was reformed she adquired 3 forms before the usual one, we saw the third when they met Greg so I’m expecting the story about the 2 left. Especially her first form, a fancy one.


When we saw her oldest version in “the answer” she didn’t have the four colors but actually She had them. When Rose and Pearl appeared in blue diamond’s ship Rose looked like this:

Usually Rose wasn’t so …Pink so maybe Pearl’s color is an effect of light like in the case of Rose because after when Garnet met them Pearl and Rose had different colors, normal colors again.  

her boots were yellow if you’re wondering :D 

PS2: xD

Pearls aren’t mass-produced, they’re “made-to-order” as Peridot said and Pearl seems “a fancy one”, since Pearls are things to show off just like people do with jewels and a gem like a Peridot couldn’t have one “a peridot with a pearl, what would they say back home?”, besides just hundreds of pearls in several planets sounds like they aren’t so common.   It means she belonged to a high rank gem but that’s other discussion

It’s story time y’all, I just realized I hadn’t told my friends about this so here we go. So when I saw hamilton and the Schuyler sisters started playing, I hadn’t listened to the soundtrack yet bc I wanted it all to be new to me when I saw it. So you know, the song’s playing, they’re singing “angelica, eliza….” and then there’s kind of just a blank space in the song and I’m just sitting there like okay who tf is that random girl in the yellow dress. The song continues, “Angelica ……. Eliza, WORK!” I’m like who is she why is she there?????

Jasmine Cephas-Jones’ mic was broken. 

She was just dancing along acting like nothing was wrong, because as we all know the show must go on. And so I didn’t know she even existed until I listened to the soundtrack and if that’s not the most “and peggy” thing you’ve ever heard what is.