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Marealyn Monroan (a spoof of Marilyn Monroe, obvious by the name xD), The Mare in Red and one of Equestria’s most famous stars in history. She’s first seen here:

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I didn’t plan on doing anything for the briskly made up character but I ended up enjoying the design so much I decided to do a quick sketch of her. She actually gave me a cool idea; in a special edition of the album, she, and any of the celebrities that show up (either by appearance in some form or by name only) on the Road Trip will be included in bonus pages that give short blurbs about the character in question.

So quick blurb about her: Marealyn Monroan is one of Equestria’s biggest stars in the acting business. She’s an acting powerhouse and is said to be able to play nearly any role given to her. The very epitome of a flirt, she’s known to give her fans kisses, but to many fans’ disappointment she’s happily married to a famous Ewetuber (bruh I’m such trash for that pun).

Speaking of though, given the nature of the Road Trip project I might end up doing more spoofs of famous celebrities every now and then. If I do, what celebrity (or celebrities if they’re in something like a band or group) would you like to see a spoof of (living or dead, any occupation not just movies)??

“He’s falling asleep… what do I do? What do I do, what do I do…”

I’m still deeply entertained by Cassian’s jackets wrt that panel where Diego Luna insists that Cassian has the best costume in the movie because it’s suitable for all circumstances.

Like… I assumed he meant a versatile coat or something??

No. Cassian’s costume is suitable for all weather conditions because he literally packs an entire wardrobe.

anonymous asked:

Once a sick kid, and now a soldier, the possibility of imminent death is something Steve's had to grow accustomed to. Turns out, a sacred, somewhat odd nightly ritual, helps him cope.

It had been strange at first, after the serum, to find out how deep a ‘deep breath’ really was.  

He was lying on his back in his bed in Stark Tower and no matter where or when he was, nothing was as comfortable and as comforting as that last breath before winding down into his nightly ritual.  

His mother had started it; he never remembered a time when she didn’t sit with him, hand on his back and breathing slow and deep with him before mentioning three things she was grateful for and one happy memory, before another three deep breaths.  Sometimes, they were grateful it was sunny, and sometimes they were grateful they were Irish and sometimes they had such nice neighbors.  Sometimes it was bigger things, being grateful for being able to eat dinner or have heat.  They were always grateful, Sarah would always say, for second chances.  A new one, every day, my dear, was what she always said every evening.  

Steve took in his third deep, deep breath and held it for a slow count to ten before releasing it slowly.  Eyes still closed, he thought for only a few moments before murmuring to himself:

“I’m grateful for the trust of my teammates.  I’m grateful for belonging.  I’m grateful for second chances; a new one, every day.”

He paused again for several moments before continuing:

“Singing in the car with Rhodey after his PT appointment this week made me really happy, because I didn’t think he’d smile or laugh for a couple days.  It was a rough appointment and I admire him and he can really sing him some Sly and the Family Stone.”

Steve went quiet, taking three more slow, deep breaths, and drifting off to sleep.