took this the other day and forgot to post it

For once, let’s take a moment to appreciate SM’s GENIUS planning and the MASSIVE influence EXO has worldwide and especially online. We never hear much abt EXO’s social media presence bc they never had a twitter and some took that as an excuse to say they were “not as powerful” “declining” unlike other groups in this day and age who utilize social media.

But the SECOND EXO opens an account, THE SECOND the account changes their dp of all things, the SECOND they make a post, #EXO, #kokobop, #thewar ALL start trending worldwide, their followers skyrocket to the hundred thousands, and everywhere from WEIBO to INSTAGRAM to TWITTER, EXO’s taken over. Twitter Korea itself welcomed EXO….they introduced exo logo emojis…..the teaser hasn’t even been released for an hour and everyone’s running round in circles

THIS is what you all forgot in the past year or so where EXO was practically inactive. When a top tier group is quiet it’s easy to pretend they’re not at the top anymore. It’s hilarious that the second EXO comes back that delusion crashed and burn. Say hello and make way for the kings 

Originally posted by 12fools

h20shark1738  asked:

I was wondering if you could make a picture of rad and Raymond cuddling

Here ya go, bud, how about some sleepy afternoon floor cuddle-chats to add to the cuddle collection~? :Pc

((Also I’m not saying you have to drag it, but it is transparent, so….~ :3c))

Wedding Series - Part 2 (The Wedding)

Part One

You didn’t think planning a wedding would be this stressful. There were so many ins and outs and details, minor and major, that went into your dream wedding. It also didn’t help that you got very little input from Harry. He handed you his checkbook and told you to “Have at it, love.” Between having to pick a date, choose a location and venue, picking a caterer and sending out invitations (and that was honestly just the beginning), you quickly realized that you could not do this all by yourself. So, you did the only logical thing: hire a wedding planner. Jaclyn was an angel, you quickly learned. With little input from Harry, you both decided that a destination wedding in Greece was perfect, Santorini in May to be exact. After long months of testing food and cake, fittings for dresses and suits and hounding people to reply to your invitations, the week of your big day was finally here. You and your family and everyone who was in the wedding flew in a few days early for the rehearsal dinner. You practiced many times, but you already knew that nothing would come close to the feeling of Harry standing at the end of the isle, waiting to make you his wife. After the rehearsal, you all sat down to a lovey dinner. Everyone was laughing and talking amongst themselves, but you were only talking to Harry.

“Are you nervous?” you asked, looking over at him as he took a sip of wine.

He shook his head, “Not really nervous. I’m more excited. I’ve waited for this for so long and now that its finally here, I feel like a kid on Christmas morning. You did a wonderful job planning this wedding, even with the help of a planner. Everything is beautiful and I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m the luckiest man in the whole world.”

You smiled at him and kissed his full lips. Everyone at the table let out an “aww” and you rested your head on Harrys shoulder.

“I cant believe these two are finally getting married.” Jeff, Harrys bests man stood up and said. “I feel like they’ve been dating forever!” he said, alluding to the fact that you and Harry had been dating for 6 years. And everyone at the table laughed, as he continued, “but seriously, these two were genuinely made for each other, and there isn’t a more perfect couple out there. Harry and (y/n) make people believe in soulmates and true love again. So here’s to Harry and (y/n) and may they last forever.” Everyone cheered and drank to Jeff’s sweet toast, and you got a little more excited to spend forever with the man you loved most.

The night before the wedding, you were a nervous wreck. You were tossing and turning and couldn’t sleep for the life of you. And of course, you were sleeping in a different bed, in a different room, on a different floor than Harry, in attempt to separate you two because in the words of Gemma, “Its horrid luck for the bride and groom to see each other before the wedding. Everyone knows this!”

So before you could even stop yourself, you were grabbing your phone and texting harry.

“Are you awake? I can’t sleep and I need you.”

“What’s wrong love? I’m in room 1205. Come up. Also, dot let Gemma see you. She’ll have our heads.”  

And off you were, grabbing some shoes, your phone, and your own room key, heading up to Harrys room, steering clear of his older sister. Once you got there, Harry immediately opened the door, and you clung to him in a tight hug. His calming voice and reassurance is just what you needed. He closed the door, picking you up carrying and placing you onto the bed. You kicked off your shoes and laid on your side, allowing Harry to spoon you.

“What’s wrong, beautiful? What’s got you so nervous, hum?” harry asked in your hear, kissing the back of your neck.

“I don’t know. What if something doesn’t go right? Or what if it rains? Or what if something happens to my dress or your suit? What if you change your mi-“

He didn’t let you finish before he cut you off, “ok that’s enough. Everything is going to be just fine. It won’t rain, we checked the weather and there’s a 0% chance. If something happens to your dress or my suit, we brought back ups. And I most certainly won’t be changing my mind. You’ve been planning this for months. Its going to be fine, and if not, well, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. Now, get some sleep, you’ll need it. Can’t have you falling asleep at the altar, can we?”

You and Harry laughed as you sank further back into his strong chest. It amazed you that he always knew exactly what to say and you fell asleep with sweet dreams of Harry being your husband in less than 24 hours.

You and Harry were both woken up by a hard pounding on the door.

“Harry! Harry open up!” rang the voice of his sister. Harry ripped the covers off himself to go open the door, only to have his sister burst through the door.

“Harry, where is she? Were already behind schedule and I told you, you couldn’t see her until the wedding!”

“Don’t worry Gem I’m here.” You said grabbing your phone and kissing a sleepy Harry on the lips on your way out, “see you soon, baby.”

“Love you. See you soon”

you looked in the mirror at the finished product of yourself. Your white Vera Wang dress fit you perfectly. Your makeup was natural and looked beautiful, and every strand of your hair was perfectly curled.

“Ready?” your mom popped her head in and asked. You nodded your head and she kissed your cheek. “I’m so happy for you my love. Harry is perfect for you. You are going to be very happy with him, I can feel it.”

You and your mom met your dad and our brides maids at the elevator. When you got down to the closed door, you couldn’t believe that Harry was just a few feet away ready to make you his wife. You inked arms with your father and he kissed you on the head and said,

“You’ll always be my little girl. There is no better man to hand you off to than Harry.”

You smiled and your father pushed open the door. Everyone stood as the music began to play, but as soon as you locked eyes with Harry, you were suddenly the only two people in the room. He looked so good in his tux, and as you got closer and closer to him, you could already see his cheeks flush just a little bit. You’d known him long enough to know that that meant he would by crying soon. You got to the bottom of the stairs of the alter, your father placing your hand in Harrys and he helped you up the stairs.

“You look breathtaking, love” Harry whispered you. And he let his eyes roam your body, but not in a sexual way. It was as if he was taking a mental note of what you looked like on this day, so he should store it away in his mind for the rest of his life.

“You look pretty handsome yourself.”

You went through the motions of a wedding, and exchanged vows. And before you knew it, you heard the priest say,

“Do you, Harry Edward Styles take (y/f/n) (y/m/n) (y/l/n) to be your lawfully wedded bride?”

“I do.” He replied in a shaky voice, trying not to let the tears fall, as he slipped the shiny band onto your finger.

“And do you (y/f/n) (y/m/n) (y/l/n) take Harry Edward Styles to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I do.” And you slipped the silver band with a sole diamond in the middle on his slender finger.

“It is my pleasure to now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.”

You and harry turned closer to each other, and he took a step towards you and pulled you closer to him.

You were kissing him before you could even think. It was a sweet kiss. Lips molding perfectly together and tongues running along lips. He was the first to pull away and pull you in for the tightest hug he’d ever given you. He picked you up off the ground and carried you out, closing the door behind you, so that you were all alone. You were both crying now.


“Yes love?”

“We’re married.”

“We’re married.”

im such a flop i finished this a few days ago but forgot to post it but here it is! part 3 should be up soon 

anonymous asked:

2d with a Latina S/O please your blog is awesome I love it.

A/N: the only authentic post on this blog tbh. am puerto rican so gonna write this in that perspective, some aspects may be similar to other cultures, some may not. not trying to offend anyone even though i am spANISH, but you never kNOwmm


  • You’d mentioned your ethnicity before but he honestly forgot until one day the two of you were out running errands and you got a phone call from one of your relatives. 
  • 2D initially thought a demon took over your body because of how fast and incomprehensible you were speaking. He eventually realized you’re speaking Spanish because he understood some of the phrases coming of your mouth.
  • When you got off the phone, he complimented your Spanish speaking skills.
  • “Well, I am Spanish.”
  • “… Oh yeah.”
  • Whenever it’s your turn to cook dinner, he hovers over you the entire time, which annoys you a little bit because he tries to sneak in some early bites before it’s completed.
  • When you catch him eating the rice straight out of the pot, you smack his butt with the dish rag and he looks at you like you’ve just offended everything he stands for.
  • He eats everything with such vigor, you wonder how he manages to have the stomach for it.
  • You find out later in the evening when the bathroom light is on and he’s missing from your shared bed that he should probably eat each meal with accompanying antacid tablets. he got the shITS
  • You were surprised by the amount of Spanish he knew, and sometimes he tries to communicate with you but he butchers every word and sounds like a complete Gringo.
  • “Hola, Y/N. Kay Whore-a es?”
  • “Stop.”
  • Sometimes when you’re cleaning the house or driving, you put the Spanish station on and bust a NUT when that Good Ole Reggaeton™ comes on.
  • If you’re cleaning the house and busting it to Daddy Yankee, he sometimes comes in and joins you, but god he has no fucking rhythm. He looks SO BAD dancing, but he’s trying his best and he’s still a fun dance partner.  you know that video of 2D dancing to pitbull, just think of that
  • Sometimes you call him cute names in Spanish like, “mi vida” or “mi amor” and he blushes like mad but he low key loves it.
  • He 100% loves The Ass™.
  • When you introduce him to your family, he’s a bit overwhelmed by the amount of relatives you have. Having been in a family of three his entire life, he’s amazed how many aunts and uncles you have and shocked that you greet every family member whenever you arrive for a get together.
  • He’s very respectful when greeting your family, openly hugging and kissing your relatives on both cheeks.
  • Within minutes, he’s already been labeled as “Flaco” by your abuela and your tias. typing this spanglish hurts me omg
  • When you introduce him to your parents, he approaches them very respectfully and attempts to communicate with them in Spanish. You shoot him daggers the entire time, smiling aggressively, but your parents seem fine with him nonetheless. 
  • When you’re all sat at the dinner table, your mom keeps passing food to him and encourages him to eat because she’s low key worried he’s starving.
  • During downtime, he chills with your uncles and your dad, listening to that quality salsa music as your dad explains to him the meaning of the song. 2D definitely takes great fascination with the music, asking your dad if he could make him a “mixtape”.
  • When it’s time for you guys to leave, you bid each and every family member farewell before you head out. One the ride back home he tells you what a beautiful, big family you have and how he had a lot of fun that day.

that’s it for nOW. 

So this morning while I was grabbing coffee at a cafe/bakery before work, I heard the screech/skid of brakes being slammed on and turned towards the sound just in time to see a car crash through the wall and window. I’m fine (it was twenty feet away from me) apart from breathing in some debris, and no one was hurt upon initial inspection apart from the one guy who was sitting right next to the now-wrecked wall, but is injuries amounted to cuts and scratches from the glass, which almost exploded from the panes upon impact. I saw him roll away from his chair just in time to get out of the way. Good job with the reflexes, kid, I wouldn’t have managed that if I were in his shoes. 

The driver was fine, and so were the kids that were in the car with them. The employees of the cafe approached us and the other customers to very courteously apologize for having to close the cafe for the day and asking us to leave. I think I sputtered out a “why are you apologizing?” before kind of stumbling out the door. 

The funny thing is that my brain moves so fast these days and I’m so preoccupied that I moved on and forgot that it happened within a few hours (probably because no one was hurt! I’m sure I’d have been traumatized otherwise). A coworker asked me about what had happened a couple hours ago and it took me a little bit to even parse out wtf he was talking about. 

There’s no point to this post other than it was an interesting thing that happened to me and I just remembered that it happened just now haha So here’s me talking about it. 


October 31, 2017

I wanted to make this post yesterday, but I was honestly so preoccupied with everything that I forgot to.  I stuck to my word and made Everly a unicorn, which turned out super cute!  We didn’t do anything super exciting other than hand out candy to the little ones in our neighborhood.  

Also, today was officially moving day!  We spent Halloween at our new house and handed out candy there, but this is our first official night in our new house.  I’ll probably make a whole post on it with pictures I took before we started putting boxes in it tomorrow.  

Other news?  Well, we’re in line for some pretty significant snow this weekend here in the Sierra.  I’ve got to stock up on groceries tomorrow and Julius is going to put the tire chains on our cars (trust me, it’s a necessity here).  Last I checked, we could get upwards of a foot of snow (and likely more than that).  

Malec Week 2017 Headcanon Challenge:

I am sooo not on schedule anymore for the fanfiction challenge because my Malec fics for Day 2 and 4 took longer than expected…and yet here I am procrastinating.

I kind of just wanted to post something , at least… So… (OH, before I forgot, my headcanon is based on the books):

Who hogs the duvet?

- That will most definitely be Alec. Alec is like an octopus when he’s sleeping, but when he is not all tangled up with Magnus, he will roll on the other side of the bed, taking the duvet with him. Magnus will wake up in the middle of the night, feeling cold, and looked at Alec with a fondly exasperated look before using magic to get himself a blanket.

Who texts/rings to check how their day is going?

- As he grew from an insecure teenager to a confident adult, Alec stopped calling Magnus all the time. But he would still text Magnus a lot, especially if he knows that Magnus is going to meet a client. Alec is a worrywart like that, probably because all his life, he worries about Isabelle and Jace all the time. Magnus will probably call Alec, especially if Alec has to be at the Institute all day, so that he could hear Alec’s voice.

Who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts?

- Probably Alec. He would have a hard time trying to find something for Magnus, and feeling pressured because Magnus has lived a long time so he would probably have some of the stuff he thought of at some point. So, when he saw something unique and creative and different, he will get that for Magnus.

Who gets up first in the morning?

- Magnus. Alec is not a morning person, I think I read it in CoFA or CoLS, but I can’t be sure anymore because my memories are all jumbled up with fanfictions. But anyways, my headcanon Alec is not a morning person, but Magnus is. He would be the first to wake up, get a bit of work done, and make sure there’s coffee for when Alec wakes up.

Who suggests new things in bed?

- Alec. Magnus always wanted Alec to be comfortable, so he made sure he never pushes Alec. So, Alec has to be the one to tell Magnus what he wants to try in bed.

Who cries at movies?

- Magnus. Aside from his fashion-related TV shows, he likes to watch sad romantic movies and often cries while watching Titanic (or that is probably because he might have been there when that happens). Sometimes, Alec would come home to a bawling mess Magnus, and looked fondly amused at the warlock.

Who gives unprompted massages?

- Magnus. Alec would always come home aching everywhere after a long day at the Institute, training, or if he went demon hunting. So, Magnus would always be ready to give Alec massage whenever that happens. Sometimes, Magnus would recall some massages he learned somewhere once upon a time, and would try practicing it on Alec.

Who gets jealous easiest?

- Alec. Unlike when he was younger, Alec is more confident now and doesn’t get jealous easily if he knows the other person flirting with Magnus is not a threat to their relationship. However, Alec still does get jealous sometimes if the other person overdid it with the flirting. He would stand at the side with a scowl on his face, and Magnus would love every second of it, knowing it’s because Alec loves him a lot.

Who collects something unusual?

- Magnus. He collects artifacts, and probably some unique trinkets from their travels. He also has a collection of weird/ unique gifts from Alec.

Who gets most excited about the holidays?

- Magnus will probably be the one most excited about the holidays. Alec doesn’t care about it much because Shadowhunters doesn’t celebrate the holidays. That fact is one of the main reasons Magnus was so excited about the holidays.

Who is the big spoon/little spoon?

- Magnus is the big spoon 80% of the time (since he is slightly taller), but sometimes, they like to switch it around. Or when Magnus is feeling down, or sad, Alec will be the big spoon to comfort Magnus.

Who starts the most arguments?

- Alec. They never really have big arguments, but they do have small arguments once in awhile. It is often started by Alec, and most of the time because of Magnus’s clients.

Who suggests that they buy a pet?

- Alec. Magnus was so sad when Chairman Meow finally passed away of old age, so Alec suggested that they buy a new cat.

What couple traditions do they have?

- They have Sundays to themselves without any outside distractions. On Sundays, they would wake up late and stay in bed till noon. Magnus will not meet any clients on Sundays, Alec won’t have meetings with Maia and Lily about the downworlders affairs, and patrols on Sundays will be taken care of by Jace and some other new shadowhunters that came to the New York Institute, and Alec made them promise to only call him in when they are truly desperate.

Depending on their mood, Magnus will cook and Alec helps with chopping, or they will order take out. They’ll eat on the couch while watching some movies, and cuddle together when they’re done.

In the evening, they might go for a walk, and pick up food to take home for dinner. Then, they’d have sex in the bath (they have a huge bathtub) or sex after a shower (because they’ve tried shower sex and it wasn’t comfortable).

What tv shows they watch together?

- BBC Sherlock, because Magnus do love a good mystery (he was a private investigator once upon a time in his life), and Alec enjoys the sarcasm. They also watch Release the Hounds because Alec enjoys it and Magnus likes to see Alec enjoying himself. Sometimes, they do watch cooking shows together, and if Alec’s lucky, Magnus will try and make some of the food they just saw.

What other couple do they hang out with?

- Jace and Clary (Clace), or Izzy and Simon (Sizzy). If Jem and Tessa comes to New York to visit, they’ll hang out with them.

Who brings flowers home?

- Magnus. After meeting with clients, he’ll pass by some flower shops and thought Alec might like it (Alec loves anything—mostly anything—that Magnus gives him), so Magnus will buy some flowers and gives it to Alec when he comes home.

Who does Alec talk to about relationship issues?

- His sister, Izzy. Izzy was the first person who found out about Alec’s sexual orientation, so she’s been giving him advises since the very beginning. If Izzy is not available, Alec would go to Clary. They’ll talk in a private room at the Institute, or Alec and Clary would go out (of no one at the Institute needs her) so that they could talk.

And who does Magnus talk to?

- Catarina or Tessa, and sometimes even Jem. But if none of the three are available (or if Jace founds him first), Magnus will reluctantly talk to Jace. Sometimes, it was Simon who founds him, and they’ll start talking all the while thinking how they got to this in the first place.

How do they make up after an argument?

- Sex, a lot of sex. (Haha). OR Magnus will whisk Alec away on an impromptu vacation overseas. Of course, they have to drop Max and Rafael off at the Institute, or if Jace, Clary and Izzy aren’t there, they’ll drop the kids off at Maryse’s house before going off on their vacation. They’ll sightsee, have dinner at fancy restaurants, and then have sex when they returned to their hotel or cottage.

anonymous asked:

My dude&I decided to go on a day trip and we borrowed my moms car. At the end of the night we were making out&iwas sitting on top of him. I was wearing a dress&he reached up and took off my bra, suddenly he lifted my dress&started sucking my my nipples.That was the first time has ever done that& I guess he could that I really liked if because I grabbed the back of his head&pulled him closer. While his other hand rubbed my pussy. This dude pissed me off because he forgot to bring a condom🙄


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Hi again, Boueibu fandom

The other day I posted about a series called Gakuen Heaven and the toothpaste scene. Well, I finished watching the series late last night. Here’s another similarity I found:

A wishing on a star scene! Also, these two particular characters made a pact during their childhood, just like Atsushi and Kinshirou. I forgot which episode shows this flashback though and them talking about it.

Someone else pointed out that Kaoru in Gakuen Heaven:

Looks an awful lot like Akoya!

Similar uniforms too!

So it appears Boueibu took a lot from this series and I can’t stop laughing.

EDIT: fortune-maiden pointed out that Kaoru’s seiyuu also voices Kinshiro. :O

This is the funniest thing I’ve read in months omfg

I present… Kevin. Be sure to check out the original source because the OP goes into more detail/elaborates on some things in later comments.


It’s not uncommon as a teacher to have students who are a bit behind the curve in certain aspects, but 99.99999% of the time they are keen on something. They might not understand how to identify a noun or what theme is, but they somehow know how to make a mean plate of nachos. You learn pretty quick to not judge fish for their tree climbing ability, ya know?

I thought this was the rule when I was teaching until I met Kevin. Kevin isn’t his real name, but it doesn’t matter because he can’t spell it anyway. Kevin was a student of mine during my last year of teaching. He came to my classroom with very little to show for his academic past. He had moved a few times and thus was missing a lot of typical test scores that we use to try and ballpark their ability (Don’t worry, it was a ballpark…..we didn’t make major decisions until we actually had a chance to talk and work with a student for a bit.) I thought “That’s fine. I’ll just do some one-on-one with Kevin and see what’s up” One on One with kevin was like conversing with someone who’d forgotten everything in a freak, if not impossible, amnesia incident. There was no evidence that he had learned anything past the 2nd grade….and now he was in 9th grade. Flabbergasted, I figured we needed to get more serious with this. If he was going to be in my class, I needed to know why and how.

I decided to meet with him, his guidance counselor, his parents, and another teacher to see what was really going on. This is where it all became clear. It was by some incredible fluke that his family hadn’t been wiped off the face of the Earth years ago. Odds are his entire heritage was based on blind luck and some type of sick divine intervention that saves his family every time a threat presents itself. Kevin was the genetic pinnacle of this null achievement. Even my instructional lead, a woman who could find a redeeming trait in a Balrog, failed to see any reason this kid or his family should be alive today.

So here’s a list of events that made it abundantly clear that god exists and he’s laughing uncontrollably.

  • Kevin frequently forgot when/where class was. On more than one occasion, I had to retrieve him from other classrooms.
  • Kevin ate an entire 24 pack of crayons, puked, and then did it again the next day. This is 9th grade. I have no idea where he got crayons.
  • Kevin’s dad wrote tuition checks and mailed them to me…his English teacher. This was a public school. When I gave it back to Kevin, voided, to give to his dad with a brief note explaining that this is a public school, Kevin got in trouble for trying to spend it at 711 after school.
  • Kevin was removed from the culinary arts program after leaving a cutting board on the gas stove and starting a fire….twice
  • Kevin threw his lunch at the School Resource Officer and tried to run away. He ran into a door and insisted it wasn’t him.
  • Kevin stole my phone during class. I called it. It rang. He denied that it was ringing. (Not that it wasn’t his, not that he did it…, he denied that the phone was actually ringing). He tried it three times before the end of the year.
  • Kevin called the basketball coach a “Motherfucking Bitch” during gym. Basketball tryouts were that afternoon. Kevin tried out. It didn’t go well.
  • Kevin’s mom could never remember which school he went to. She missed several meetings because she drove to other schools (none of which he ever went to)
  • Kevin tazed himself in the neck before a football game
  • Kevin kept a bottle of orange koolaide in his backpack for about 4 months. He thought it would turn into alcohol. He drank it during homeroom and threw up.
  • Kevin say the N-word a lot. Kevin was white. The highschool was 84% black. Kevin got beat up a lot.
  • Kevin stole another student’s Iphone….and tried to sell it back to them.
  • Kevin didn’t understand that his grade was dependent on tests, quizzes, homework, classwork, and participation. Kevin finished his first semester with a 3% average. He tried to bribe me with $11.
  • Kevin spit on a girl and said “You should get out of those wet clothes”. The girl was the Spanish Student Teacher.
  • Kevin didn’t know dogs and cats were different animals.
  • Kevin tried to download porn onto a computer in the library… the circulation desk….while he was logged on.
  • Kevin asked a girl to prom (he was in 9th grade and freshmen don’t go to prom) by asking for her phone number and then texting her his address
  • Kevin got gum in his hair, constantly.
  • Kevin regularly tried to cheat on assignments by knocking the pile over, grabbing one before I had picked them all up, and then writing it name on it wherever there was room.
  • Kevin had several allergies, but neither his parents nor he could remember what they were. They were very concerned that “the holiday party” (it’s high school, we don’t have those) would have peanuts. When they finally got a doctor’s note….he was allergic to amoxicillin
  • Kevin and his parents took a trip to Nassau (how the fuck did they even get airline tickets?) and forgot all their luggage at home. I didn’t believe him when he told me until I talked to him mom, who told me 1st thing when I saw her at the bi-weekly meeting.
  • Kevin’s grandfather apparently died in a chainsaw accident. I can only assume God was looking the other way that day.

What’s this? Two uploads from me in two days? It’s like we’ve gone back in time. Haha!

I took a little time last night to draw something just for fun because I hardly get time to actually do that anymore, and usually if I have any time, it goes to Sybal Heim stuff. Which I love, but it means that pretty much all my other OCs have gotten ignored for quite a while now. So I decided to draw my favorite garbage child, Mouse, because he hasn’t really seen the light of day since like… last April. :’D And dang I forgot how much I enjoy drawing this kid. Enough to post both the sketch and the colored image because I like them both individually!