#TGERE SHE IS. THE BEAUTIFUL GORGEOUS

[anirregularity]

WHAT IN RHE WORLD ?

People who like mantises but aren't that into entomology are always "orchid mantises" this and "orchid mantises" that. Overrated. Can we talk about Toxodera integrifolia for a minute:

(Image links because as much as it pains me I've never seen one of these beauties irl: 1 2 3)

Like how are these things real. Girl what is that thorax shape. Why are you wearing eyeliner. And the colors? Absolutely fire. This is a 10/10 insect if you ask me.

[loulougoingsolo]

DIYing a Bold Hair Choice

So, as we all know, we live in troubling times. I've personally been living in quarantine-like arrangements for about a month now, and although I've been mostly doing alright, some things have proven to be hard. I was supposed to have my hair professionally cut and dyed this week, but I had to cancel the appointment, and at the moment, I don't know when I'll get to visit the salon for the next time. So, I had to take matters (or scissors) to my own hands.

I'm a DIYer, but I've never cut my own hair. I've also had it professionally dyed since I was 15 or so. For a short period, I only had it bleached and cut by a pro, but then dyed it myself with a pretty intense cool shade of red - but other than that, and a few toner touch ups, I've always relied on professionals. So I was in a bit of a pickle, when I realized that I'd have to either DIY or have my grey roots grow wild for months. And because my hair is short, the roots way too grey for my age, and I had all this time ln my hands, there was really only one way this could go.

When I go about a DIY project, my first step, always, is thorough research. I had an idea for what I'd attempt to achieve, so I went on Youtube and searched for diy haircuts. I got some good tutorials, but most of them were for long hair - and I also got suggested GMM episode #989, in which Rhett and Link battle in cutting their own hair (wigs). Can I just say, they predicted the Tiger King craze long before Netflix:

So, I immediately figured I would not be able to follow yhe hair styling tutorials of this GMM episode. First of all, I could only find one pair of scissors even remotely sharp enough to cut hair. They were not sharp enough. Secondly, the longest part of my hair barely reaches my chin. I would need to really commit to every snip I make, or I'd end up with a bald hair style, instead of bold. As attractive and gorgeous some people are with a fully shaved head, with my head shape, that was something to avoid at all costs.

Another thing I was worried about was that I'd probably end up cutting my own finger, like Link. I've always found it extra difficult to see my own reflection in a mirror and try to do accurate motions according to the reflection. Simply put, my brain gets confused. Also, I don't really have a way to see the back of my head through the mirror at all. How the crap am I supposed to cut anything?

At this point, I understood that the actual haircut was going to be the tough part, so I decided to focus on the dye. Since I cojldn't just go to a big supermarket to buy the equipment, I had to order the dyes online. At this point my plan was simply to buy a multitude of wild colours to mix and match according to my mood, so I ordered a tub of Midnight Blue, Daffodil Yellow, Flamingo Pink and Cerise dyes, all by the brand La Riche Directions. These dyes are semi-permanent, sonI knew they wouldn't cause permanent damage to my hair, and at this point, that was kind of my goal - whatever I do, I don'g want to ruin things too badly. But, because I'm familiar with semi-permanent dyes, and I've had pretty much every shade on the spectrum on my hair at one point, I knew I might require an extra step to see results. Which is why, "just in case", I added a hair lightening kit to my order. I figured, I'd make some lighter strands on top, to have some colours show properly.

By the time the dyes arrived, I was already pretty fed up with my grey roots. I watched the GMMore which followed the hair cut episode. Rhett, who won the haircut challenge, got to decide what colours would go in Alex's hair. Alex had done the smart thing and bleached his hair professionally to be dyed in this episode, but he somehow agreed to letting Rhett and Link add the colours.

When Rhett explains everyone how he and Link used to dye eachother's hair back in the day, I realize that even though I'm technically watching a DIY hair tutorial, they aren't actually doing it themselves. It's quite different to put dye on someone else's head than your own. (Also, something I didn't notice back when I first saw this episode: Link says it would be crazy for him to have his hair dyed, but looking back, he most certainly had his hair dyed at this time.)

It was slightly alarming to see that Alex was worried about how things would go. I could hardly expect to achieve anything much better than the guys, since at least they had the studio lighting and a full team to help rhem not screw up. I had a mirror in my dark toilet, which is barely big enough to stand in.

I also forgot to buy vaselkne, which was a big mistake - although I don't think it's even possible to buy a container that big here. Why would they have that at Mythical in the first place? But something about seeing how much trouble the guys were having controlling the unmixed streaks of dye and all that vaseline made me worried.

At this point, I need to tell you that seeing the blank canvas which was Alex's hair, I, now the proud owner of a 40 % bleack kit (which apparently is the strong stuff), decided I was not going to waste energy by trying to dye my hair without bleaching, only to find out that the colours didn't show. So, I mixed the bleach, put on a worn-out t-shirt, used hand lotion to vas up my forehead, neck and ears, and then just went for it.

I did watch quite a few proper tutorials. They taught me, firstly, that 40% was a no-no. Secondly, never bleach something that has already been bleached, especially, if your hair has multiple colours. Forth, never start from the roots, as they get bleached faster (this ended up being the only rule I followed). And, above all, go to a professional.

So, I added the bleach to my hair. First I tried sticking to just a few strands, but then a blop of the bleach fell on the wrong spot, and I figured, why not just go full head. I did. I left the stuff on for maybe 20 minutes, and after that I got scared and rinsed it off. Then, I used a silver toner, and was left with a fascinating mix of orange, yellow and white hair - and a strand of persistent green from my previous dye. But it was blond enough for my plans.

Alex had a beautiful mix of blue, pink and purple in his hair - and that accidental splash of green - and after considering thoroughly, I decided to go for these colours, too. I mean, pink, purple and blue are my jam. Also, as much as I wanted to go full rainbow, I figured it would be an impossible task to keep the different colours from mixing, and that might result in brown, which is the colour of defeat. So, I went with midnight blue, flamingo pink and cerise, and wasn't too concerned aboit getting the colours mixed together.

This is how Alex's hair looked on the episode, before he rinsed the extra dye off:

I couldn't find any good photos of his hair after it was rinsed, but tgere was one which suggested only a faint shade of blue stuck.

And finally, here's what happened with my hair. Now, I'm not posting my face here, just the hair. Imagine a white blop with green eyes below the hair, and you'll get the idea. In the first two pictures is my hair during normal times, and just before I diyed it. It looks particularly nasty in the just before hack job pic, because it was adviced not to wash your hair before bleachkng to save the scalp - but as you can see, this was not a fun thing to see in the mirror each morning:

After I had dyed my hair, I did some snips here and there, and also, because I was able to borrow a hair clipper from my dad, some clipping - which in my books, saved the day. The haircut is pretty botched, but I actually absolutely love the colour. And the criss-cross shave despite it being pretty bad - it also looks badass in real life. The picture taken outside shows the pink colours more accurately, but the cut shows better in the other pic. There are a couple of ways I can style this later on, but I kept styling to minimum for starters, because I didn't want to cause extra damage to my hair:

So, this has been the story of how I diyed my hair during quarantine. My mom loves the whole thing (I showed it to her yesterday while taking them groceries), and although there are some spots in the back which could have more colour in them, I'm pretty satisfied. I know my hairdresser is going to weep when she sees me, but she'll get over it.

So, in conclusion: Would I do this again? Yes, but I'd definately leave the cutting and bleaching to the pros. Also, now I can't really bleach again for a while. But I'm actually thinking about taking the dyes I have to my hairdresser so she can dye my hair properly with them, in a healthier way, once all this chaos settles and it's safe again. I'd probably need a slightly darker, permanent colour to the roots, but I absolutely love these insanely bright colours. And I'm so going to try the full rainbow this summer, too.

Would I recommend this to others? Yes, but with caution. The direct semi-permanent colours are safe and won't damage the hair, but bleach does. My hair is naturally a tad too dark to show bright colours properly, so I took the risk. I was also mentally prepared to shave the whole thing off and wear my mythical hat for the summer - but I'm happy that wasn't necessary. If you aren't willing to risk damaging your hair, stick to semi-permanents.

To end this post, here's a selfie I took yesterday on my grocery store trip in full safety gear (I have a paper mask under the scarf):

Stay safe! Do things that make you happy! BYMB! 💗💗💗

[lady-dimitrescus-loving-wife]

Yandere Itachi x Darkskinned! Mindless Slave! Insecure! Masochist! OC || Shattered Hearts and Beautiful Molders

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Enjoy!

TW: Gore, rape, sex, abuse, self harm, self destruction, racism, etc..

Enter at your OWN risk.

Also sorry for any grammar, this is old after all!

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Itachi laid peacefully on his couch. One arm resting behind his head tangled in the dark long locks. Outside you could here the heavy rain beating down on the solid glass. Its been like this for a couple hours now and was also the result of him falling asleep. The storm brewed and his slowly found himself waking up.

First he moved his other hand that had been resting on his hard strong upper body. His long fingers twitched against the fabric of his fishnet shirt. Next he turned his head to the side finally taking in the sound of the tv and the rain. He twitched before opening his dark mysterious eyes. For a second he felt as though he was still sleep and he rolled over falling straight off the fluffy surface to the hard ground hitting his chin on the floor first and groaning loudly.

He grumbled reaching his painted black fingernails up to his chin and rubbing the now stinging skin. Slowly he sat up and looked around. The floor was dirty thanks to the many bottles of alcohol and soda. He even had bowls of ramen sitting on the floor. With squinted eyes and a slight o shape as a mouth he tried to think of what happened before he was sleep. He stood up and looked out the window suddenly with a clear face, he could see it now.

He was lonely.

That's why the house ended up like the way it did. He had no one to joke with or tease considering Sasuke had decided to go to college recently. Sure Itachi was happy for his baby brother, who wouldn't be. He just didnt like to be alone. With a sigh the man walked down the large hallway to the marble bathroom. He stopped when he noticed it was a mess in there also. Clothes were scattered all over the floor accompanied by white crumbled up napkins.

He shivered at his own disgusting habits. However he was only a man. He groaned and yanked off his shirt tossing it in the sink for the time being as he pulled down his pants and boxers letting his body breathe the air. He didn't notice how bad it smelled. It had been like that for a while now so he didn't notice it anymore.

He walked to the shower and turned it on before stepping in ignoring how his cock and balls slapped against his skin. He yawned trying to wake himself up as he stepped in under the warm water. Washing his body he woke up more opening his eyes a bit wider. About an hour later he got out.

He glanced at the mirror seeing how foggy it was and how the napkins seemed more 'damp'. He ignored it for the time being as he exited the bathroom and trailed down the bottle coated hall to his room. As he grabbed the doorknob he felt a bit eery of himself. Either way, he still proceed making him freeze in the doorway seeing the mess. His bed was on its side creating a large dent in the wall as though it had been flipped roughly in a fit of pure rage. The tv was laying on the floor broken with different abstract collors in it and making a slight screeching noise that obviously told him that it was broken.

He noticed more nakpins and that the sheets were balled up and for a sexond he question himself on how horny a straight and lonely human man could be. His clothes were skattered all over the floor in small hills and honestly he was scared to pick them up, scared tgat any creature could pop out at him and send him into cardiac arrest. The window for whatever reason was open letting in the hard rain and cold air and he quickly ran over and slammed it shut with a soft irked smile.

"Damn it Itachi.. Congratulations on being the grosses person ever."

He sighed as he ran his hands through his long inky black hair. He decided that any mess that he had cause was going to get cleaned up when he came back from the store. He needed a new tv after all and napkins... He found himself a pair of boxers and jeans letting the water from his hair trail down his strong naked chest. He dried himself before picking up a shirt.

For a second he stared at it with a look of suspicion before slowly and cautiously he sniffed it. It took him less than three seconds to notice how loud he yelped at the smell. He put it back down with a sigh and pulled on a heavy jacket to protect him from the outside weather. The man was outside locking his door in less than a second before walking to his car and unlocking the doors, he quickly jumped in and turned the vehicle on.

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Ashley sighed softly walked up the street holding her plush body to keep some warmth on here somehow. She didn't remember how she had gotten here or where she was going but she knew she wasn't wanted anywhere she could tell from how the people looked at her. The rain ran down her brown skin and short curly hair wetting her wounded body all over. She continued to walk, at this point she wasnt sure if she was crying or if tgere was just rain in her eyes, a lot of the time she couldn't tell. Where was she and how would she find out without the locals casting hate and judgement on her? She shivered at the heavy droplets that beated down on her skin making the flesh seem red and the many wounds under her bandages itchy.

She whimpered out just from the despise she felt for herself as she walked. She trailed down the empty road and froze for a second in pure fear when a car drove by splashing water that had been dribbling down the sideway side along the way but slowed down before any could hit her. She looked up at the headlights like a scared rat not to mention some would say she looked like one and for a second she was tempted to ask if they could give her a ride whoever they were.

Where would she even go?

She turned her head in the idea wirh a shaky frown. No one would help her from what she could see. Not only were her clothes that were ripped and dirty a scare but apparently he skin color made the people a bit cautious. Not only did this seem true but she didn't want to force her problems on such a human. She looked away from the car and she couldn't tell if she was imagining it or not by the vehicle seemed to be slowing down even more driving next to her.

She tried to ignore it scared that someone would jump out and grab her and beat her to a pulp just for being around, thats what her last master would do anyway. She was shocked to see a beautiful man poke his head out the rolled down window.

Thanks to the action his long raven hair was getting soaked against his car door but he didnt seem to mind as his eyes fixed on her. He looked at her with his black eyes and proceeded to put on a friendly smile for the small human like girl. He didnt want to scare her away she could see and tell. She may have been a mindless doll but she could understand such an human action.

"Hey, are you ok?"

The man asked and physically seemed shocked when she smiled a weak smile. The winds had changed making wet leaves fly around his car and land in her  hair. He found her nodding her head shaking some water droplets out of her hair as a result onto her naked feet that were covered in bandaging the same as her arms and from her neck to her shoulders. Itachi stared at her with now a soft frown as she started walking again trying not to stumble and seem like a newborn dear. He wondered what happened to her and found himself growl at the thought of someone hurting her. He sighed. He hasn't seen one of these girls in a while not has he experienced feelings like these.

A strong independent woman.

Most girls he had met so far wanted nothing other than to get in his pants, to tell him how he was hot and sexy or to bitch about how their parents didn't understand them or how their boyfriend was a jerk hoping deep inside that it got them closer to him, he hated gurls like that but being the nice guy he was, he gently turned them down. He tried to keep the thought of her harmed body down. He'd figure it out once he got her to get inside the car.

This girl was strong but he knew he couldn't just leave her out here. She looked as though she could pass out at any second seeing how she lost quite some blood and how her gorgeous reddish brown eyes seemed shut. Not only that but the rednecks down the street would kill her for sure if they caught a hot glimpse of her. He glared harshly and deathly at his own thought. He didn't mind her skin color like everyone else did, if anything he thought it made her prettier. He drove forward catching up with her before she took a turn at the corner of the road.

Where even was she going?

He got more worried and didn't stop himself from honking the horn to get her attention which clearly worked as she visibly flinched at the noise scared that the man was going to hit her with his car even though she hadnt done anything wrong. He noticed the fear and smiled sadly. She was definitely coming home with him whether he had to waste hours out here or not, leaving her was not an option. She looked at back at him seeing how the man had did a u-turn to make it easier for them to speak.

Once again he poked his head out the car and spoke. He really hope his next sentence didn't scare here away. He looked at here thick and curvy body and had to ignore his heterosexual thoughts as a man. He couldn't tell her how beautiful she was yet but he did blush a bit. She stared ar him tilting her head softly in confusion.

"C-can you get in for me Ms? I'd be a monster if I didn't allow you shelter."

He spoke softly. For about a minute she stared some more before walking over to the door and leaning down softly. She looked inside glance over the nice seats and clean carpet and frowned a bit seeming how it looked like somewhere or something she didn't deserve. She looked away, her eyes cold and distant as she let the rough winds slap her over and over.

I'm not worthy.

"I-I can't sir. I'll ruin it."

She whimpered softly and he frowned softly seeing the wet bandages get bled through. What had happened to her and who even was she? She'll ruin it? He didnt think much about what she meant by that so he only shook his head.

"Please, get in. It's ok."

After a gentle argument she reached out with harshly shaky hands and opened the door, he frowned more getting more worried about this girl. Slowly and like a small scared animal she got in and sat down stiffly in the seat, it took him about fifteen minutes into the car ride to notice she was actually sitting but forcing herself to air sit. He let out a soft sigh and let her knowing that right now wouldn't be the time to comment on it. He looked at the bixes in his backseat to make sure nothing got broken as he drove home.

He blinked widely suddenly before looking at her remembering the mess had he left himself at home. She flinched and looked up at him with scared cat-like eyes.

His mouth opened to speak but he had forgotten looking like a dried up fish out of the ocean. He just couldn't get over how beautiful she was and how such a beautiful creature was in his car, just for him.

"S-Sir?"

He snapped out of it. Slowly turning his head back to the road tightening is grip on the wheel to control himself.

"When we got home, please don't mind the mess."

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Ok ok I know the first chapter is shit however I got this from my wattpad which was when I posted it in 2018 at like the beginning of the year... I’ve changed mate so just work with me.

-A