spunky redhead


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Imagine being the newest member to the team and Tony jokes that Gibbs is going to have trouble keeping rule 12 because you’re a redhead. (Rule #12: Never Date A Coworker.)

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“I’m just saying, Gibbs is gonna’ have some trouble keeping Rule 12 with the new girl around,” DiNozzo chuckles, his amused smirk gleaming as Ziva rolls her eyes and McGee lets out an exasperated sigh.

“Tony,” Ziva warns.

“What? It’s true. She’s all redheaded and spunky and just Gibbs’ type,” Tony trails off at registering the startled looks on Ziva’s and McGee’s faces, as well as the glare burning a hole in the back of his neck, “He’s standing right behind me, isn’t he?”

The only response he gets is Gibbs’ slap to the back of his head.

The turtles are practically crushing on each other

Leo’s crush: A rebellious ninja that wears red makeup and has a bad girl streak. Raph

Raph’s crush: A blue alien that cares about honor, and is deadly with a sword. Leo

Donnie’s crush: A spunky, blue eyed redhead with freckles. Mikey

Mikey’s crush: Brown eyes, gappy teeth, tall, and carries around a staff. Donnie

deadredpens made this point already, but now that Mona is in the mix dis just had to be updated. 

anonymous asked:

Your tags give me life. Just wanted you to know that. Also, if you're up for it, it's been a while since I've read some of your warm and fuzzy head canons :)

thank you so much :) here’s some headcanons but you should know that the glorious @haywarde37 was a large contributor and so its not all me. 

-Mulder’s a terrible driver.

-When it comes to toothpaste, Mulder is a filthy top squeezer and he doesn’t bother to buy toothpaste anymore because why buy it when you have a completely platonic partner you can share it with?

-They never officially move in together, Mulder’s stuff just somehow migrated into Scully’s apartment gradually and it was only even relatively official when Mulder changed his mailing address to hers.

-Once, they were late for work because Scully has to explain to Mulder about how coffee isn’t a breakfast and the dangers of skipping it as a meal.

-This conversation takes place while Mulder’s in his underwear, Scully clearly stole his bathrobe and is kind of drowning in it, and Mulder makes at least 2 (two) innuendoes about eating breakfast.

-Mulder refuses to buy shampoo or soap because Scully smells SO good and he just uses hers. Skinner doesn’t even bother to question why he smells like lavender.

-They slept together for the first time at Mulder’s place and Mulder woke up the next morning to an empty bed and cold sheets. He gets really freaked that Scully left and like rushes half asleep to the main area of his apartment only to find Scully with breakfast, coffee, and mysteriously unexpired orange juice.

-Mulder was worried that his fish would get jealous of his relationship with Scully

-After a while, Mulder and Scully stop being embarrassed by getting caught in the act. It ends up being “we’re fucking whether you’re here or not” or “ten bucks to watch the show Skinman.”

-Monica asked Scully for her blessing to propose to Melissa. Melissa wanted advice to propose to Monica. Mulder and Scully made bets to see who would actually propose first.

-Tara fancies herself a craftswoman and always makes the family ugly holiday sweaters. She’s always really touched that Dana and Fox wear them religiously every year and they’ll never in a million years admit it’s to cover the hickeys they give each other.

-When Will was a baby, Mulder would check on him like every five minutes during nap time and make sure he was breathing and safe and the right temperature. He was so tiny and breakable and perfect and Mulder just wanted the baby to be ok.

-It was later discovered that Will was most definitely a Mulder, and therefore, indestructible. At the age of six, he kid fell out of a tree onto solid pavement and didn’t even scratch. That didn’t stop both Scully and Mulder’s life from flashing before their eyes when they found out that happened.

-Mulder had a baby bjorn. He wore it so often, once he almost fell asleep with it on.

-William, at the age of two saw one of their dogs gnawing on a chair and decided to copy it. From then on, he was known as the piranha.

-The Mulder-Scully clan loves stopping at crappy roadside diners on long road trips and occasionally they’ll come across one that Mulder and Scully had already stopped at years before. Most of the time, they’ll stop at those and go in and over dinner tell the kids all about the case that they were working on that particular time they stopped. That said, there are some diners that they pass that make Mulder give Scully a funny grin and a wiggle of the eyebrows. He then opens his mouth to say something but Scully just slams on the gas and doesn’t look back. The kids don’t even try to think about why.

-In college, Mulder ran a business on hot plate recipes, and “I fucked up” mixtapes.

-He also was known to turn in full length papers written on the back of reciepts.

-Mulder thinks it’s hilarious when Scully uses the word “hot” when talking about someone’s looks. She’s such a meticulous person when it comes to vocabulary and could spew an entire biology textbook if asked. Whenever he’s upset she calls him hot and it makes it all better.

-When Titanic came out, Mulder took Scully to see it because someone told him it was about a spunky redhead and a dorky brunette and he was so excited it was basically them. When he found out his look-alike died he was absolutely devastated and the only thing that saved it for him was Scully spooning him that night and muttering about all the inaccuracies that had to do with that board. “We both could fit Mulder, and besides, you’re really hot. You’d probably melt the entire iceberg just by being next to it.”

-Once Scully’s birthday fell on a Saturday, but it was a Saturday that they had to work on. Mulder spent the entire day denying alien and other paranormal being’s existence as part of his birthday present to her. It went down as the most productive day in the X files history.

-Scully calls Mulder a nerd in bed and it’s the strangest thing to now have the name you were bullied with for years now being used by your incredible Scully who’s in the process of sucking you off.

-Whenever Mulder’s feeling mildly jealous, like maybe someone’s flirting a little too much with Scully or checking her out or something, Mulder will immediately propose to her. It started out with him just upping the flirting game but by now he proposes to her all the time, the most notable instance was twenty minutes after they got married.

“Mulder, we’re now married. We have kids. You don’t have to propose”

“That secretary’s a lesbian Scully. I can’t compete with a woman! I just have to get creative in the ways I display my endless amounts of affection for you”

-Mulder and Scully both made huge compromises when they first got together. Mulder agreed not to take baths in Scully’s nice tub because every single time that happened, somehow half the water would end up on the floor. Scully, on the other hand, agreed to cuddle him immediately after taking a nice smelling bubble baths so some of the good scents would rub off on him. Also he just liked cuddling Scully.

A list of Mulder’s favorite versions of Scully:

1. naked scully

2. underwear scully

3. wiggly giggly scully

4. mulder’s takin me out on a romantic date scully

5. drunk karaoke scully

6. dressed completely in monica’s knitting projects because its the holidays and she can’t complain scully (she’s just so much fun to cuddle with then. so fuzzy and warm)

7. worried b/c mulder’s in the hospital scully

8. mulder’s okay and doesn’t have a heart monitor so lets have sex in a semi-private room scully

9. anytime that horny scully makes an appearance around the holidays

10. takes down all the assholes in the bureau with just one gaze scully

-mulder calls scully ice queen only because in the winter she has the tiniest, coldest feet ever.

-mulder and scully become Those Old People™ who go on nature walks and hold hands and let their dogs off leash in a big open field and walk through the woods in the fall wearing big knit sweaters and have lattes. they’re always coming home and calling monica and telling her about their adventure. they’re a hoot (maggie’s words, yeah she’s there. she’s immortal it’s official) at family dinners. mulder won’t stop telling the story about how scully sprained her ankle and he got to carry her all the way to the car and later all around the house whenever she needed to get something.

-Whenever Scully has to put the dogs in their crates, she always reads them their rights like they’re being arrested and Mulder thinks it’s the cutest thing ever.

new PHOTOS in Pen Pal section “GO STEADY” BY MAIL

Hi!  I’m a spunky redhead, fifteen, and my friends say I’m very intense.  My interests include archery and taxidermy and long, romantic walks in very secluded areas where there’s no telephones and no one for miles and miles to interrupt us.  Please send me a photo of yourself, your home address, and your hat and neck size (it’s for a surprise!) 

Joe Simon, September - October 1960

anonymous asked:

The Alya explores Morocco had me LAUGHING. Like I can imagine the trip in Alya's perspective: "Woah!" "Cool!" and Nino's perspective: "alyaaaAAAAAAHHHH" " "MOM I LOST HER" "HOW THE FUCK DID SHE MANAGE THAT" "I DONT HAVE TIME FOR "CALMING DOWN"; MAYBE LATER"

Nino running through the streets, he only speaks one of the local languages so hes like “I have a fifty fifty chance of getting help from strangers HAS ANYONE SEEN A SPUNKY REDHEAD LOST AS HELL”



'Am I Talking Too Much?': Watch a Sneak Peek of Anne with an E - Netflix's Reimagined Anne of Green Gables Series!

Anne Shirley is nearly back!

Thirty-two years ago, Anne of Green Gables fans fell in love with the spunky and spirited redhead orphan when the 1985 mini-series first aired. Now, in just three weeks, audiences will get to enjoy Netflix’s reimagined version of the 1908 novel by Lucy Maud Montgomery - and PEOPLE has an exclusive sneak peek at the first full scene released for the series!

In the minute-long clip of Anne with an E, which will hit the streaming service May 12, 13-year-old Anne (Irish actress Amybeth McNulty) rides in the horse-drawn buggy with her new guardian Matthew Cuthbert (R.H. Thomson), whom she was adopted by along with his sister, Marilla (Geraldine James).

“Am I talking too much?” Anne asks an ever kind and patient Matthew. “People are always telling me that I do and it seems to cause no end of aggravation. Would you rather I didn’t talk? If you say so I’ll stop.”

“I don’t mind,” Matthew gently tells her.

“I’m so glad. I know that you and I are going to get along together just fine,” says Anne.

The scene also highlights Anne’s love of vocabulary and big words. “If you have big ideas, you have to use big words to express them, haven’t you? For example, I am enraptured by this glorious landscape!” she says as she stands and turns to soak up the gorgeous Prince Edward Island coastline views.

Come May 12, Anne with an E will tell the story of orphaned Anne, who is mistakenly sent to live with the aging siblings on their farm in the late 1890s. The new series will follow Anne’s adventures as she grows up, as well as highlight timeless and topical issues sprinkled throughout, including identity, feminism and bullying.

“Anne is such a wonderful, feisty, female character and I was honored to have the opportunity to give my portrayal,” 15-year-old McNulty, who beat out 1,800-plus fellow actresses for the role, tells PEOPLE about playing the beloved character.

While McNulty admits that she was “slightly anxious” to follow in the footsteps of Megan Follows - she played the original role of Anne Shirley - “it was more nerve-racking to be away from home than anything else,” says the teen.

When it comes to her most memorable moments from filming, McNulty lists two fan-favorite scenes from the original mini-series that she had the opportunity to act out: “Without giving away too many spoilers, the scene where Anne hits Gilbert with her slate. And also when Diana and Anne get drunk on raspberry cordial. Dalila Bela and I had an awful lot of fun filming that and the crew couldn’t stop laughing either!”

Anne with an E is available May 12 on Netflix.

This article was originally published on PEOPLE.com

Black and Blue

A/N: Chapter 2 of Leorai Week, Fantasy.  Be sure to read Chapter 1, Black and Blue first, because I’m writing my 7 days in the form of a consecutive short story. #blackandblue

Some days I’m sure I’ll lose to fate

Some days I cannot find my faith

But I just fight on

I just fight on

I just fight on baby

– Sia, Black & Blue

Chapter 2


As he breeched the surface of the tunnel the flicker of red light, the flame, grew steadily brighter.  He climbed out, allowing more of the warm red glow toward my eyes. Then he hauled me up.  What I hadn’t expected, hadn’t had a chance to block as I climbed to my hands and knees, was his foot to my stomach sending me rolling across the cavern floor, smashing my head against a rock.  Then that flicker of firelight, extinguished….

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Zack’s First Broken Arm (Milo Murphy’s Law Fic)

When Zack breaks his arm due to Murphy’s Law, he quickly realizes there is a question he needs to answer: How much pain is his friendship with Milo worth?

A run away bulldozer, a short cliff and some spiky bushes at the bottom to catch his fall. In all honesty, Zack was lucky he only came away with a broken arm.

It had been the most painful experience of Zack’s life, and now he was stuck with this cast for six to eight weeks. In the back of his mind, Zack always knew this was coming. He had chosen to be Milo’s friend and he saw how often Milo got hurt. Zack just never fully believed it would happen to him, or that it would be so painful.

The door opened to his hospital room, and a spunky redhead walked inside.

“Melissa!” Zack greeted happily. It was nice to see someone other than nurses and doctors for a change. His parents had been there, but they left for a few hours and would be back soon with his Gameboy so he wouldn’t be completely bored.

“Hey, Zack. How are you feeling?”

“Like my arm is broken, so not great,” he answered honestly. He really wished the nurses would give him another dose of that pain medication.

Melissa frowned. “Yeah, that was a pretty bad fall. I’m glad it wasn’t worse.”

“Me too.”

“Milo will be here in a minute,” Melissa said. “He had some trouble with… well, you know how it is.”

Zack nodded. “Yeah, I get it. I’m just glad to have some visitors. I was getting pretty bored in here.”

To Zack’s surprise, Melissa pulled herself up to sit on his bed, her feet still hanging over the edge.

“Listen, Zack, I wanted to talk to you about something before Milo gets here.”

Zack decided he didn’t like her serious voice, it made him nervous. “Uhh, okay? What is it?”

“I’m just going to get straight to the point: Are you planning to stop hanging out with Milo and me?”

Zack stared. “What?”

Melissa sighed. “It’s not a hard question. You got a broken arm because you were hanging out with Milo. It’s possible that it will happen again, and maybe it will be worse next time. We won’t think less of you if you decided that you can’t hang out with us anymore.”

Zack raised a confused eyebrow at her. “Yes you will.”

She smirked. “Okay, maybe I will, but you know Milo wont. He understands more than anyone how hard it can be to deal with Murphy’s law. He’s… used to not having a lot of close friends. He won’t take it personally. Plus, you will still see us at school.”

Zack shook his head. “But that’s not what I want.”

“But you also don’t want another broken arm.”

Zack hesitated. “No, I don’t want that either.”

There was an awkward silence between them as Zack looked down at his cast.

“Do you really think this will happen again?” he asked fearfully. “How many times have you gotten hurt?”

Melissa shrugged. “Gotten hurt? Plenty of times. Gotten seriously injured? Three or four. Usually it’s only Milo that gets badly hurt, but anything that can go wrong…”

“Right,” Zack said, swallowing a lump in his throat. “I get it.”

“It’s okay, Zack. Milo will understand-”

“I’m not abandoning him,” Zack snapped angrily.

Melissa’s eyes widened at the harshness of his voice.

“And I don’t know why you think I will!” He glared at her. “Why are you trying to get rid of me? I thought we were friends too.”

“We are friends,” Melissa said sternly. “And that’s why I need to make sure you’re not just sticking around because of misguided loyalty or some stupid feelings of obligation. If you hang around Milo, it’s because you want to and because you think he’s worth the risks.”

“I do want to-”

Melissa leaned forward until she was right in his face, and Zack felt himself lean back into his pillows. “If this happens again, if you get hurt because of Murphy’s law, then you can’t blame Milo-”

“I don’t-”

“If you stick around, it’s your own choice,” Melissa interrupted before he could finish. “You can’t blame him, not even a tiny bit, because he will know. He will be able to tell if you’re starting to resent him. Then Milo will be unhappy, and you will be unhappy.” Melissa pointed her index finger directly at his face and he had to cross his eyes to look at it. “And I hate it when my friends are unhappy. That includes you, Zack.”

Melissa pulled away, giving him some space to breathe.

“I like you,” Melissa admitted. “I think you’re braver than you give yourself credit for and you keep us both grounded, but I don’t want you to hang out with us because you feel like you have to. That’s not what friendship is.”

Zack let out a breath. “Yeah, I think I get what you’re trying to say.”

“You’ve lasted longer with us than anyone else has,” Melissa continued. “And Milo thinks you’re going to stop hanging out with us now. Most people don’t stick around past the broken limb stage. So, if you want to leave, now is the best time, since he’s already expecting it.”

The door to the hospital room opened and the two kid’s heads snapped around to see a disheveled Milo enter the room. He was still breathing hard, obviously still recovering from the last thing Murphy’s law threw at him.

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"There and Back Again: Imagine Gandalf coming up to you and asking if you would like to share in an adventure."

jepenner || imagine

Part 1

You trudged up the hill to Bilbo’s house, tears welling in your eyes. Another blazing row between your sister and parents, again. Harsh words were said, doors were slammed, and you, silent and aching, listening to  it all, powerless to bring calm, had had enough. You needed to get out.

Bilbo Baggins from under the hill seemed kind enough, and you knew he was fond of visitors. Even though it was dinnertime, you decided to take your chances. Doing your best to put on a happy face, you raised your hand to knock on the round green door, but stopped short: the door was slightly open, as though it had been shut, but not latched properly. You pushed in.

“Oin has read the portents, and the portents say it is time!” a lilting voice was saying. “Ravens have been seen flying back to the mountain, as it was foretold – ‘when the birds of yore return to Erebor, the rein of the beast will end.”

You crept slowly down the long entry hall, listening to snatches of conversation.

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Chapter 2: A Familiar Face


Based off of the fanarts of dreamxxdream

Chapter 2: A Familiar Face

“I’ve missed you,” I confess. It feels like I haven’t seen him in decades, but here he stands, right in front of me.

“Eren, I saw you this morning at breakfast.”

I laugh lightly, embarrassed. I look off to the side and rub the back of my neck. “I know, but I hate being away from you.” Gathering courage, I shift my eyes to study his reaction, and find the slightest of smirks on his porcelain face. Closing the distance between us with a few steps, he places his hands on my hips, gently tugging me forward, and rests his forehead on my shoulder. Wrapping my arms around his torso, I lean my head against his and sigh contentedly.

“Were you followed?” Levi speaks softly. I shiver as I feel his warm breath on my skin.

“No, I was quick and quiet,” I assure him.

“Is that why you were running like a ninny?”

I huff indignantly. “I was trying not to stomp!” I pout at him. He laughs lightly, and instantly my embarrassment melts away. I lean into him, clutching at his shirt, and burying my face into his neck. Levi’s natural musk is normally concealed by the smell of fresh soap, but there were times, like right now, I could truly appreciate the natural scent of his skin.

“We’re in a stable and you breathe in deep?” Levi questions me. I blush furiously; I hadn’t realized I had been so obvious.

 “Your face just got really warm, you’re blushing, aren’t you?” Levi follows this with a light chuckle, and I groan pathetically. It’s quiet for a moment between us, and I begin to relax against him, happy just to be holding him like this, and being held in return. But just as that thought crossed my mind, I felt myself hoisted and promptly tossed on my back. I landed on something soft, and noticed Levi had thrown me onto a pile of hay. Suddenly, he grabbed my chin, and pulled me to face him as he climbed over me.

“Levi,” I fought not to stutter, as he fixed me with a look that I knew would make my pants too constricting very soon. “Are you thinking what I think you are? I mean, we’re in a barn, and you hate to get dirty…,” I trailed off. Levi hovered over my lips, one of his hands sliding down my waist.

“It will give us an excuse to shower together after, won’t it?”

My eyes cracked open, and I realized I had been dreaming. Well, more like reliving an experience. I groaned irritably and flopped my face into my pillow. Of course that’s when I’d wake up. I stayed in bed for a good long while, replaying the events of my memory, and imagining what would have happened if I hadn’t woken up. After I was through tormenting myself with images that I’d have to wait another night to see, I simply laid there and waited for my alarm to sound, listening to the morning rain drizzling outside. The rhythmic tapping nearly lulled me back to sleep, until I realized my alarm should have sounded already. I furrowed  my eyebrows in confusion. I lifted my head and blearily looked at my clock. 10am, it read. It should have gone off hours ago! I missed my first class! I scrambled to get up, and found I had tangled myself in my blankets in my sleep. I struggled against them, and accidentally rolled off the bed. With a pained groan, I violently kicked off my blankets, and pulled myself up, staggering towards my closet. I grabbed clothes at random, and hurriedly started to dress myself.

I was hopping into the hallway of the house I grew up for the second time in, trying desperately to get my shoes on, and I looked up to find my Dad sitting at the table, a plate of food in front of him and the morning newspaper in his hand. Mom stood in front of oven, in the midst of making French toast. Both of them stared at me with strange expressions on their faces before Dad asked; “You know it’s Saturday right?”


I was still stewing later, after meeting Mikasa at Armin’s house. We had convinced Armin to take a break from studying and play something on his xbox.

“Is there a reason you’re using a sawed off shotgun?” Armin asked.

“What? It’s a good weapon!”

“It’s a cheap kill weapon, and you know it.”

I responded by blasting his character’s head off and grinning cheekily at him. An explosion on the screen brought my attention back to the game, where Mikasa had unmercifully used my distraction to throw a grenade at me. Armin laughed triumphantly as I glared at the screen and hunted her down.

“Eren, you become rather frightening when you get in the zone,” Armin commented beside me.

I grunted in reply.

“Seriously, you okay?” Mikasa interjects. We rarely keep anything from each other, with all we’ve been through, it’s like we’re all the same mind at times. Normally, I’m glad this is how we are. But today, nothing could irritate me more.

“I’m fine.” I mentally crossed my fingers and hoped they’d let it go. They wouldn’t understand.

“You dreamed about him again, didn’t you?”

The growl that sounded from the back of my throat was barely human.

“All right, all right! Letting it go,” Armin amended.

“You deserve better than him anyways,” Mikasa commented.

I felt Armin instinctively start leaning away from me on the couch. Mikasa’s posture didn’t change in the slightest – she was still leaning forward, arms resting on her knees, staring straight ahead at the screen. I pressed my lips together tightly to keep myself from saying something I’d regret later. I knew she meant well, but it always pissed me off when she’d talk down Levi. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself.

“I’m just sick of wondering,” I mutter, focusing on the game in front of me.

In my peripheral vision, I saw her nod, her serious expression unchanged. Armin slowly leaned back to where he was before, and we continuing playing. I breathed a sigh of relief. I really hated talking about this; it’s not like it changed anything. Talking about missing him won’t make him suddenly appear out of nowhere. It just makes the ache in my chest that much worse. I just knew he was out there somewhere.

We played for about an hour more, until the internet started lagging again. Armin’s router had a bad connection, so it forced us to stop playing for awhile. Mikasa had made plans with Ymir and Christa for later that day, so she left to get ready. Typical Armin wanted to go back to studying, so I made an excuse and went for a walk.

The moment I stepped outside I was hit with a blast of wind to my face. The temperature wasn’t low enough to warrant bundling up excessively, but the damn wind would give a rosy tint to anyones cheeks. I pressed on, but walked in a different direction than usual. It wasn’t uncommon for me to take walks; during exams I took them regularly. There was something calming about just taking a stroll around the neighborhood. Crime wasn’t a major concern in this city, so I felt safe to roam. However, ever since my dreams began, I actually feel safer walking now than I did before, because I remembered my training. If I could take down a titan, I could handle some punk trying to nab my wallet.

Neon lights illuminated the city, casting a glow on the streets still wet from that morning’s rain. Showers were scheduled throughout the week, the last storm before the oncoming winter. I decided to take a different route and explore the area, for a change of scenery. I wouldn’t stray too far though, as I was still unused to this part of the city. My parents were more than happy to let me stay at home while I was attending university, to which I was grateful. Tuition was expensive, so paying rent for an apartment would leave me broke. Our house was pretty big and roomy, so usually Mikasa and Armin visit my place when we hang out. For them, my place is their home away from home. At least, I assume that. After all, you don’t raid somebody else’s fridge unless you are at that comfort level. I think.

Before I knew it, my wandering had led me to a small, unfamiliar coffee shop. A divine aroma wafted from inside, inviting me in. My chilled fingers eagerly pressed the door open, the scent of freshly brewed caffeine making my mouth water. The barista was a spunky redhead, with wide eyes and a bright smile. She took my order and within minutes I had the best coffee I ever tasted in my hands. My cold fingers latched onto the warm cup, taking a seat by the window. I took my phone out and brought up my map to find out how to get home from here. Once I planned my course, I relaxed in my seat, enjoying my coffee and people watching. I saw a lot of businessmen and women walking the streets. The sun was setting, so they were probably getting off work around now.

After the last drop was drained from my cup, I rose and made my way back outside, throwing my cup into the garbage bin on the way out. As I stepped back outside, I took a last look around the area, so I could remember where this shop was for future reference. But as I was taking in my surroundings, I spotted him. With one hand holding a cell phone to his ear, the other loosening his dress shirt after a long day, he waited at the corner for the traffic light to turn green. He still wore his hair the same way, but I’d recognize him no matter how he altered his appearance. His face was burnt into my mind; the face I saw every night. The face of the man I missed more than anything, the face that I loved.

I’d finally found Levi.

New Beginnings

Lily Aldrin always pursued her dream of becoming an artist, but failed to interest others of her paintings. The spunky redhead vowed to never give up as she walked out of Maclarens pub and strolled down the busy streets of New York. She needed a new inspiration and knew the perfect little spot for that… The Statue of Liberty.

Downton Resident Beryl "Sweet" Patmore interviewed after house fire

Downton Abbey resident and cook Beryl Patmore was interviewed by a local reporter after the recent fire at the house.  Said the spunky redhead:

“Well, I woke up to get me a biscuit, and then I thought Daisy was cooking. I said, ‘Oh, Lord Jesus, it’s a fire!’ Then I ran out. I didn’t grab no apron or nothin’, Jesus. I ran for my life. And then the smoke got me. I got cataracts!  Ain’t nobody got time for that!”

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