#it's later in the queue this was a before bed doodle

[razzpuppy]

Tried some hero mode but tbh I don't even follow bean mode to the T either so you get this

also if anyone tags this with how cringe they're being reblogging homestuck related shit on their dash I will poison your watersupply

[cherrehx]

okay so its 2am right now and I just thought of something really cute hhhh, so basically, how would kaminari, kirishima, todoroki and bakugou react to finding ship art or something of them and their crush?? I love your writing btw, it's so awesome 💕💕

super long wait, i know. half of this was written when bnha was still my hyperfixation, hence why it's one shots. the headcanons were written now, because i felt bad leaving out denki and eijirou. -cherry

katsuki bakugō:

it was just after nine in the afternoon. katsuki had already gone to sleep as per usual, though tonight he was rudely interrupted by loud knocking on his room's door.

"the hell do you want, loser?!", he shouted, still unsure of who was even at his door. everyone knew by now not to disturb him, so who dared to do so anyways?

getting out of bed and proceeding to open the door, the ash blond was slightly less angered when he saw eijirou standing there. said red head looked frantic because of something. bakugou honestly didn't even want to know what had got him so distraught, but he knew he wouldn't get his well deserved sleep otherwise,

"spit it out, shitty hair."

"we were looking at pictures from the sports festival online and we found something that you should maybe see for yourself!", eijirou started, realizing that he wasn't getting his friend's attention, so he added, "it's about you and (y/n)!"

kirishima was the only one that knew about bakugou's secret crush on you. that's why he wasn't laughing like everyone else in the common room; because what they found may cause complications.

after kirishima had mentioned your name, bakugou was swiftly jogging towards where almost all of his class was sitting gathered around a laptop, which seemed to be mina's, judging by all the leopardy and pink stickers on it.

"out of the way extras!", katsuki stomped over to see what all the fuss was about. from the corner of his eye he saw how you were cowering next to one of the couches, face covered by your hands. at first he couldn't understand why, but when he saw a particular piece of artwork displayed on the laptop screen, he figured you were just majorly embarrassed.

the art that his class found on google was from somebody's blog that was all about the 'heroes of the future!'. needless to say, the blog didn't only deal with the heroes, but also the relationships of them. ever since an encounter at the sports festival that a lot of people saw and shared around, you and bakugou had become a popular so called ship. (the girls explained that 'ship' didn't mean anything related to boats when they teased you about mentioned moment in front of him.)

katsuki couldn't help but feel embarrassed himself, but he also had to keep his cool to not seem suspicious. looking at the drawing of you and him one more time, the ash blond walked over to you, ignoring anything his class was saying.

"(y/n), you ok?", he crouched down to your level, poking your head once. his only response was a quiet hum, followed by a hiccup. worried, katsuki grabbed your hand tightly and pulled you outside the dorm.

the air was nice, not too hot, nor too cold. a light wind was blowing as the moon shone brightly.

bakugou gave you a little space and some time to calm down. when you did, he was quick to ask,

"what's the matter? did you get THAT embarrassed by it?"

you shook your head no. it was something more, but was this the right time to tell him?

"i was really embarrassed at first.", you started, "but then i thought about something and cried."

"about what?", the usually loud boy asked softly. silence was all he got for a good minute until you finally responded,

"you know how they say 'life imitates art'? i really wish it w-was like that..."

now you were the one getting silence as a response. did you really just say that?

"idiot, being all cryptic and shit.", katsuki tried to stay calm, even if he was freaking out on the inside, "if you want a kiss you can have it."

shōto todoroki:

mr. aizawa's classes had a pretty strict schedule most of the time: first the class would get an assignment, that they'd do until said teacher falls asleep. after that, everyone would quietly - in order to not wake up aizawa - do anything they want, really.

for shouto this was more or less just plainly boring, as he was one of the few students that actually did what they had to. he'd finish his work and then wait, because he had nothing else to do. he was most likely to bother midoriya, but today he was very into whatever he was writing down in his little book. so shouto settled for observing the classmates behaviour. well, rather your behaviour.

the half and half boy knew it was weird, but he liked watching you. he liked seeing you, especially when you were happy and smiling. todoroki knew what these 'symptoms' were, but he wanted everything to stay as it was for now.

why he had caught those feelings, he didn't know. he figured it was the way you stood out. you didn't get lost in between the others and he liked that.

while todoroki was deep in thought, ashido had walked over to your desk, where you were doing the assignment in peace and quiet,

"(y/n), look! the other's and i thought about how todoroki always stares at you so intensely, so we created these shipnames! which one do you like better?"

you looked at the paper or rather the newly created words and little pictures drawn by some of your classmates and immediately turned red. flailing your hands around a little, you lied,

"none of these, i don't...like todoroki in that way."

mina looked a tad upset at that, but she understood, nodded and walked back to her table. you sort of felt bad, having killed her excitement, but you didn't need anyone knowing about your secret crush on the stoic one.

speaking of the stoic one, he couldn't hear anything you and mina had talked about. he only saw her walking over, showing you something and you freaking out and sending her away. needless to say, he was curious what had caught you off guard so much. when shouto saw mina throwing away that suspicious piece of paper, he decided to look at it when class ended. even if he thought sticking his hand in the trash was a little gross.

the end of class came sooner than expected. shouto was packing his bag slower than usual, waiting until everyone had left. after they did, he skipped over to the trash can, pulling out the latest addition: a piece of paper that embarrassed (y/n)!

he stuffed it in his bag and carried on walking to his dorm room, where he finally felt safe looking at it, " 'ship names'? why would they want to name a boat after (y/n) and i?", he asked himself, before a certain doodle on the page explained your reaction and the girls' name-mixing. even shouto couldn't help but react in some way, thinking about said doodle happening in real life. that's when he got startled by a knock on his door.

"hey, todoroki. i know you always do your work in class, so i thought i'd come and ask you about...", you drifted off, seeing the light blush on his cheeks and his fire side burning, "...umm, am i interrupting something?"

he was hiding a piece of paper behind his back. you could see just the corner of it, but that was enough for you to identify what paper it was.

"didn't take you for the nosey type.", you akwardly laughed in order to drown out your embarrassment.

"sorry, i got curious.", he looked unusually upset, averting his heterochromatic eyes and letting his arms drop on his sides. you confirmed the paper was indeed the one that mina showed you earlier.

"did you dislike it a lot?", shouto asked without thinking.

now it was your turn to blush.

denki kaminari:

-ok hear me out

-his love language has to be physical touch

-so naturally, when you guys and the rest of the bakusquad had a sleepover, you cuddled

-platonically of course (even though both of you had feelings for one another, but shh)

-oh, but mina couldn't let this one slip

-she HAD to take a picture

-in the morning, when you were still only half awake, mina ecstatically showed her phone into your face

-"LOOK, (Y/N), YOU GUYS ARE THE CUTEST!"

-queue embarrassed (y/n) and denki

eijirō kirishima:

-i feel like with him, you had been like childhood friends

-and back in the day, you guys were all like

-"i'm gonna marry you when i'm older!"

-so you engraved a little "eijirō & (y/n)" into a tree

-years and years later you guys go back to that spot

-just because you wanted to reminisce the good old days

-you guys find the carvings

-"you know, (y/n), i still haven't changed my mind."

-"what do you mean, eijirou?"

-"i'd still marry you."

[floraone]

Could you do 9 please? I'm loving these kisses!

I'm glad you like them! Here you go ♡

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In Kiss In Public

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It was a rare occasion that Usagi got up before him. In fact, he couldn't remember it ever happening before. And so, for the first time, he found himself waking up alone in her bed.

He ran a hand across his eyes in disorientation and turned on her soft mattress. Her pillow smelled of her, even when her side wasn't warm anymore, and when his wrist hit her pillow, it landed on paper.

I had to help Mama bring a few cakes to Shingo's school fair, I'll be back before you miss me, promise!

The note was signed with Usagi's signature doodle of a bunny, it's x-mouth replaced by what he ventured was supposed to be a kiss. His smile at it was probably a little too dopey.

He wasn't supposed to be here, of course. He'd slipped into her room in the middle of the night, because these days he couldn't hold back. Though, by the way her mother had reacted when she'd stumbled upon him that one time in the bathroom, her parents weren't actually quite as unaware of his frequent presence in their house.

He dressed leisurely, sat at her desk, and after reading the news on his phone, he flipped open her homework that lay discarded on her desk for want of anything better to do while he waited. After erasing and replacing a few incorrect answers, he closed the folder again and pushed it a bit neater to the side of her desk.

Underneath, he came across a stack of purikura photo strips and an empty photo album. The stack toppled over and spread across her desk.

He smiled. There were tons of the girls in various constellations, even one with just Usagi and Michiru, making faces and striking poses more silly than the next for the camera. They were decorated bright and glittery - Usagi tended to go crazy with that function.

The upper two showed Mamoru with Usagi. His smile grew at the one she had enlarged of them. Usagi was pressing a lingering kiss to his cheek, he was rolling his eyes but sporting a blush (he wasn't the best at getting his photo taken, especially when in a crowd and loud arcade and groups of school girls chattering as they queued up excitedly in front of the booth). There were two copies of the strip, and while he hadn't shown interest the day they took these, he wondered if Usagi would give him the copy if he asked.

Then his eyes fell on a strip of photos farer down the pile.

Seiya, other than Mamoru, didn't look uncomfortable in these pictures at all. In fact, the handwritten script on the decorations wasn't Usagi's. He recognized the booth backgrounds, it was one exclusive to an amusement park Usagi loved to go to, took plenty of pictures with the girls at, and Mamoru tended to refuse to go. Hanayashiki Park.

Seiya obviously hadn't. Seiya wrote 'Seiya and Usagi's doki doki date' in sloppy characters surrounded by hearts across a picture of Seiya lifting her up with a giant smile on his face and Usagi being the one to roll her eyes with a smile in the photo.

He frowned at the picture. A heavy, uncomfortable knot furled and unfurled in his gut, and he pushed the photo underneath all of the others.

He was still frowning when Usagi returned with a bright smile and the announcement that she'd successfully secured two slices of her Mama's legendary lemon tarte for them under risk of her life by Shingo's menacing discontent.

"Maybe later," he'd grumbled, glaring at the now neat pile of photos stacked on the empty photo album.

He was in a grouchy mood and irritated with himself, and Usagi started to notice. He was about to excuse himself and call it a day and retreat to spend his Saturday buried in textbooks in his library when he called himself out of it, telling himself harshly not to punish this wonderful woman he was allowed to call his girlfriend with his insecurities.

Instead, he whirled around, startling her out of her dimmed smile.

"Do you want to go to Hanayashiki Park today?" he rushed at her with maybe too much intensity.

But her eyes brighted up, flashed at him in all their excited, powerful, disarming glory which managed to take his breath even now.

She clung to his waist in that excited way for the short ride across Minato, the wind pushing at their hair as he bent and curved and drove them there on his motorcycle.

She was radiating joy, hopping and jumping and clinging to his arm.

He found himself trying his hardest to be the most comfortable, most doting. He didn't roll his eyes once, he agreed to queue for the wildest rides, he didn't make a fuss at all.

He was trying to prove a petty point.

It was in that very photo booth (he'd suggested they queue immediately upon spotting it), that she first grew suspicious.

The photos turned out sweet (they always did), but when they stood around the back of it at the small touch screens to decorate, and he raised the second pink stylus to partake in this endeavour, Usagi stood staring at him with confused eyes. He shrugged it off, kept from blushing by sheer willpower, and wrote in pink with his indefinitely neater handwriting, 'Usako and Mamo-chan's doki doki date'.

He felt Usagi's dumbfounded stare burn through his skin.

She was still staring, her brow creased in that way too adorable but much too incriminating way, alternating between him and the small strips of photos in her hand when he dragged her by the elbow to the next attraction.

He stopped when he spotted the taiyaki stand. She'd want one, right?

Usagi stared harder.

He found her eyes, looking down. They were surrounded by people, loud and excited almost as much as she'd been. In front of them was a group of girls younger than Usagi, glancing back at them and giggling. Behind them was a mother and her two kids, the boy tugging at her mother's jeans and asking her why 'that man is so tall'.

The expression in Usagi's eyes as she gazed up at him now was thoughtful, almost concerned.

Because he wanted to, and because he was still proving a point, and because her concerned look itched across his heart and he wanted to replace it, he did what he normally wouldn't do in public, and certainly not in a queue sandwiched between a group of giggling girls and inquisitive little kids.

He bent and captured her surprised lips with his.

She responded - of course she responded. Her lips were soft and sure and brushing against his in that grounding, comforting way that almost distracted him from the contrasting ways his own lips seemed to tremble in his sudden, uncharacteristic nervousness.

When he pulled away, her hand was on his cheek, the other on his chest, the little boy behind them was loudly fake-retching as his sister made kissing noises while his mother tried unsuccessfully to hush them, the girls in front of them were blushing wildly and turning their backs to them completely, and Usagi's eyes had grown even more concerned.

Mission failed, it seemed.

She was barely touching her taiyaki when they sat on a bench a little later.

He reacted in the same way to her concerned eyes then, too. Bent down and kissed her soft lips.

This time, she didn't respond. Instead she started speaking the second his lips touched hers.

"You don't need to do that, Mamo-chan."

He withdrew his mouth only slightly with a frown, answering with his eyes still very close to hers.

"Kiss you?"

Her brow creased further. "Prove something."

He sat back. Sighed. Allowed the corners of his mouth to settle into the displeased expression from this morning.

"You'd prefer it if I were more open," he answered after a little back and forth of mutual staring that turned continuously charged.

She shook her head. "I prefer you just the way you are, Mamo-chan."

Her eyes were stern and calculating and when he sighed this time, it felt like something heavy dropping from his heart and at her feet.

This time, when he leaned in, he allowed himself the spiel again. He looked around carefully, and only when he saw no one was looking, he slipped his hands against her cheeks and drew her mouth to his.

This time, she responded, slipped her fingers against his temple and opening her mouth and he sighed, relieved, into the warmth of her mouth, completely undetected and finally letting go.

Her lips puckered against his two, three, four more times in sweet, soft, Usagi-kisses, until they ventured further up and dropped a small, sweet little peck to his nose. She was crinkling her adorable nose in a sweet, relieved smile when his eyes fluttered back open.

"Wanna go back home and eat Mama's tarte?" She smiled at him.

He smiled back. The sigh it accompanied felt like breathing deeply again, like something freeing. "Yes, please," he whispered.

[hollyhomburg]

BTS as your boyfriend

A/N: Is there supposed to be an order to reactions?  some of these features specified occupations of the reader and there are touches of smut and angst but this is mostly fluff 

W/C: 2.1k

Seokjin

Takes cooking classes with you but half of the time the two of you get distracted (you tease him by grabbing his thighs and he retaliates by gripping a handful of your ass)

“This tastes good- but not as good as you” is one of his favorite things to say and you’ll often take turns saying it, (ie you’ll say it over breakfast, and then he’ll say it a few days later at dinner.

Doesn’t let his family intimidate you by bringing you around for a surprise visit so that you can see his parents in a more natural form and not their “Miss Korea and CEO” glory. Because to Seokjin- they’re just mom and dad.

Will literally drop everything if you say that you just need to get away for a little while. The two of you will often pack a suitcase and just go to the airport for a weekend- not quite sure where you’re going to go until you get to the airport

king of pet names. 

Is literally the most caring prince whenever you get sick, rubbing down your sore muscles with his strong hands aided by vapor rub

Called up your mother to find out how she used to make soup when you were sick.

Regularly makes you apart of his Vlive’s.  

The fans request that you two do a competition of who can stay silent the longest and you make him laugh within seconds.

So Seokjin has to make you your favorite meal because you won and the entire Vlive is just you making puns out of things in the kitchen

You hold up an onion and say “onion-haseyo” to greet the fans. 

You Throw a roll at him “I’m on a roll” 

hold up a piece of meat “the tur-KEY to cooking is a good attitude!”

You distract him so much that the sauce burns.

Wakes up early to cook you breakfast foods.

Yoongi

Both of you keep really strange sleep schedules. 

Some nights you’ll call him up and you’ll go to the Local Park and play basketball together to work off some of your energy.  

And he thinks it’s hilarious and adorable how competitive you get

Hears you humming one morning while you’re getting ready and records the sound on his phone only to use it as the hook on his next song (And it ends up being kind of an anniversary present)

Sometimes when he’s away and he can’t sleep and you’re not awake because of the time difference he’ll just play it to hear a little bit of your voice.

And it will lull him easily to sleep.  

Complains about how needy you can get but at the end of the day it’s always him making grabby hands at you for cuddles or holding your hand tighter in crowds.

Puts his hand on your thigh while he’s driving. lots of back hugs. 

God forbid any man show interest in you he’ll let all his Dageu swagger show. 

lovingly calls you “punk” 

 both you and Yoongi enjoy quite a lot- you both have a tendency to get overstimulated and overwhelmed by the world.

When you’re having a bad day you’ll curl up on his couch in his studio and he’ll turn the lights down low and pull you into his lap,

And you use his soundproofed headphones to block out the noises of the world while he works on his laptop.

And Yoongi can periodically comfort you by running a hand down your calf and watch as you slowly relax, your body becoming jelly next to him.

He’ll wake you up with soft kisses on your cheeks and his low grumbly voice asking “better?”

Hoseok 

Will try to teach you how to dance no matter how many times you’ve kind of…failed at being taught? Hoseok loves to spend time with you regardless.

Loves to guide your body into movements, he’s got a thing about control

Defiantly one of the kinkier ones in bed, he has a little thing for bondage and sensory deprivation; both giving and receiving.

He is absolutely whipped for you and would do anything to please you.

He likes to buy you flowers, sunflowers most of the time. 

Spends late nights with you staying up talking about your future, he’s actually the one out of all the boys that will probably ask about marriage first. (After Namjoon and Jungkook)

Thought it will be more of a thing that the two of you discuss rather than him just springing it on you.

He’d want to make sure you were on the same page as he was; every step of the way.

The two of you talk about everything- and plan out your future meticulously even though you know things rarely ever go to plan.

You go back and forth arguing about whether you’ll want a modern vs American style house, 

about possible pets and how big of a backyard you want (though you defiantly know you want enough space for a garden.)

You argue about kids’ names and whether or not you’ll try to push music and the arts on your children.

You know it might be foolish to dream, but Hoseok tells you that it’s just as foolish not to daydream, - without a plan for your future how do you know where you’re headed?

but Somehow Hoseok thinks he’d always know the way to happiness if you whereby his side. 

Namjoon

 Loves going to cafes to read with you. Takes picnics in the park just so you can sit and draw’s each other (even though he can’t draw for shit)

He keeps one of the doodles you drew in his wallet; right next to a picture the two of you took in a photo booth. 

Takes pictures of things when he’s away and sends it too you with captions like “this reminded me of you.” sometimes it’s a cute animal and he says “this is you in pet form!” 

Likes to do little crafts with you once he realizes finds pleasure in working with his hands- it helps him learn to control (no god of destruction tendencies anymore) and calm down his over-excitable nature. 

 Helps you repaint one of the rooms in your apartment and ends up having a paint fight with you. (Gives you handprints on your ass) 

 Always leaves a romance novel with you before he goes away for a stretch of time with a little notes saying that the romantic lead will keep you company until he gets back. 

Loves to hear you singing in the mornings softly under your breath- almost like you don’t realize you’re doing it. 

Pulls some strings and gets you to meet your favorite author for your birthday.

 You spend half of your time hiding behind Namjoon too nervous to meet them, but afterword’s you end up launching into a discussion about charters with the author and completely forgetting your boyfriend next to you

 But at the end of the day, that’s why Namjoon loves you-you're so passionate.

Jimin

This boy loves matching everything! Matching pajamas, matching designer shoes, he’d even tried to convince you to dye your hair pink with him once but that was where you drew the line. 

Gets matching couples necklaces. 

He’s your best hype man, taking photos of you for your Instagram and always making you feel praised. 

Jimin loves how you’ll blush and get embarrassed- maybe a little too much, he has a little bit of a praise kink himself. 

Does this thing where he’ll put his full weight on top of you and then refuse to move, saying that you’re too comfy. 

He’ll start to fake snore, and then giggle and thrash when you start to tickle him- queue a mutual tickle fight that he always wins. 

Secretly Kind of loves the jealous looks people give the two of you- because you’re the “it” couple and you both know it. 

You guys don’t talk about your feelings much, but some night’s he’ll come in from a particularly difficult day and he won’t be able to meet your eyes when you say his name.

You’ll drag him into the bathroom. Sometimes you’ll shower together and other times you’ll just slowly clean his face of makeup and run a cold cloth over his arms. 

You’ll stand in between his legs and tell him about your day, and by the time you’ve applied his skincare regime he’s lost that far away look in his eyes. 

Then the two of you will spend a little while winding down watching a movie or something before you fall asleep against his chest. Listening to his heartbeat.

Jimin wonders what he did to get someone as caring as you in his life.

Taehyung

Asked you out during the Seoul lantern festival, you were all bundled up in his jacket and his scarf. He loves seeing you in his clothes

Wrote, “I wish you’d be my girl” on a lantern for a wish, and then slowly turned It so that you could see it while hiding his face.

When the two of you let it go he watched you with baited breath, until you nervously pulled him in for a kiss. 

 Asks you to put on fashion shows for him. but always end with him sighing and saying, “I still think you look best in your birthday suit“ and you’ll slap his arm but let him pull you in close for a steamy kiss. 

Make out sessions everywhere- backstage, in the studio, in the hallway closet. 

Will buy expensive lingerie for you literally just to make it dirty

Supports you in designing your own clothes and making alterations to make it fit you and your style.

You’re kind of known as the hot topic fashion designer with the idol boyfriend.

Wears one of your pieces to an event and when asked who he’s wearing he proudly proclaims “my girlfriend!”

Can be the tiniest bit possessive of you- and if you ever get angry at him he’ll just put his hands on your waist and say

“Do you think the Louvre would ever let a Picasso go? The world treasures and protects masterpieces babe which is why I feel the need to treasure you.”

Absolutely loves it when you run your fingers through his hair, you’ll go to his performances and he’ll get all sweaty and between sets

And all you have to do is run your fingers through his hair and he’ll get this pulse of sexual energy

Fansites will be talking about it for weeks. And meanwhile, you’ll know that every smirk was just for you.  

Jungkook

buys you a lot of makeup (practically all of Sephora) and all the fragrance collections- though he does have his favorites.

He often pulls you close and smells your neck and asks, “Which one is this? You smell like candy!” 

But loves how you smell after sex- how you smell like him- the best.  

Really supportive of your choices and your hobby of making makeup tutorials on youtube. And you end up becoming a Makeup Mua (one of the most popular ones in the world) 

Even does a video with you where he lets you do his makeup? And it ends up being one of your more popular videos. 

And then he does a video where he tries to do your makeup and he does a terrible job but you just end up laughing. 

He see’s a tutorial “how to make your girlfriend a makeup bench” on youtube and tries to make it for you, almost staples his hands and ends up getting sawdust everywhere.

And ends up asking for your help picking glass out of his hand- he broke a light bulb. 

And you’re torn between being serious about the glass or laughing over his pout- because he really wanted it to be a surprise but he’s in so over his head as he has zero experience in carpentry 

You think it’s so sweet that he would try to make it himself instead of just buying it for you. 

Harmonizes with you when you sing in the shower- no matter what song it is- even if it’s let it go from frozen he’ll put Elsa to shame. 

Sings you to sleep at night when you can’t sleep. 

He’s also one of those boyfriends that’s just a stereotypical gentleman

Always holding open doors for you, hand on the small of your back, offers to carry everything for you

It’s not a misogynistic thing he just does it because he just wants to treat you how you deserve. 

Proposes to you on your first anniversary, “I might not be good at making things, but I know something that was made for me when I hold it. I was made for you and you were made for me- I’m sure of it, there is not a woman in the world who could make me happier.”

[lonedailydoodle]

Daily Doodle 241 – December 13, 2018

What even if wrong with me.. I used to do these 2D animation roughs weekly in a few hours.. I want that back

And I promised myself I would finish all my commission queue this month before next year, what a joke

 Today I woke up to a call from Pixie. He’s now waking me up early-ish to finish the doodle, so I can continue my day, he also reminds me at night now too. I got up after a bit and got to doodling. After so, I got me some cereal and sat down to catch up with what I missed yesterday.. which was apparently a lot

I browsed some art between these and later got another call from Pixie. Apparently a parking fine he had gotten some months got a bit altered to make it seem like it was written more than half a year ago, then it got officially registered a few days ago so Pixie could finally pay it, but cuz of this mess he got fined extra “for being late” this frustrates me so much and just makes it look like they want more money out of Pixie cuz of this

Anyways.. I tested some ships I downloaded in Space Engineers, then got back out to start preparing that animation I should have been working on

A while later, I got me some lunch, a whole box of mac and cheese for myself. Then later kept working a bit on that animation, but not making much progress cuz of distraction.. But at least it was ready now. Though I did need to stop to ask something about it to the direction before continuing

After so, I didn’t do much besides watching another cruise vid and chatting with Pix. He later went to bed as I started writing the doodle early cuz I needed to be up early tomorrow. So I then got to drawing it early as well

[the-wellbeing-warrior]

30 Day Mental Health Challenge

We have had dozens of challenges in recent years be it the ice bucket, dietary challenges, and social media challenges—but according to Good Housekeeping magazine the most popular challenges right now are mental health ones.

Before starting the challenge, it is recommended that participants position themselves for the best results by following four core guidelines:

Don’t think it’s selfish: “When we’ve taken good care of ourselves, not only do we have more energy for others, but we tend to be more focused and more present,” Dr. Coons advises.

Tap a friend:When we share our goals, we do better. Get a group of two, three, or four friends, for added accountability.

If you miss a day, don’t give up:The goal isn’t to be perfect. Even if you just do 25 or 15 days, that’s still an improvement from the previous month.

Keep it up afterward:Improving your well-being is an ongoing process, so adopt one or two new habits that changed your mood for the better.

Now, take a look at the activities below—one for each day of the next month, now it doesn’t mean you have to start instantly that’s the beauty of it but try to start it with full commitment in mind. 

Self Advocacy and self-care are very important to wellbeing and below you’ll find some ideas to follow. It’s a guide of course, and you can add things more specific to you but that the idea behind it is followed

Day 1. Do a deep breathing exercise: Count backwards from ten, breathing low and slow. Try it before a meeting, in the car, or before you greet your kids or partner after a long day.

Day 2. Catch up with a good friend: Having a strong social support system is linked with a reduced risk of depression and high blood pressure, according to the Mayo Clinic.

Day 3. Schedule something to look forward to: Plan a fun day later this month, whether you sign up for a cooking class, plan a mother-daughter movie marathon, or use the weekend to go on a mini road trip.

Day 4. Donate or recycle something you never use: Visit givebackbox.com to download a free USPS shipping label, pack up your donations in an empty Amazon box, and it will go directly to Goodwill.

Day 5. Do 30 minutes of yoga: Women who took twice-weekly yoga classes experienced a bigger decrease in chronic stress compared to a control group put on a wait-list, found a 2016 study published in the journal Cogent Psychology.

Day 6. Plan a healthy meal: It’s no secret if you eat well, you feel well.

Day 7. Ask for help with something: Tap into that support system for some assistance where you feel spread thin. After all, it takes a village.

Day 8. Listen to your favorite happy music: In the car, in your home, in the shower…. Bonus points if you sing along.

Day 9. Take 10 minutes to read: Either good stuff or junk!

Day 10. Go for a walk at lunch: Walking for 30 minutes in a natural or urban environment is linked with reducing stress hormone levels and improving mood

Day 11. Budget 20 minutes of spa time: Whether it’s a manicure or a blowout, do whatever makes you feel good. 

Day 12. Practice a favorite hobby: Coloring, doodling, and drawing all increase blood flow to the reward circuit in the brain, according to a 2017 study out of George Washington University, but do whatever creative activity brings you joy—knitting, jewelry making, you name it.

Day 13. Let yourself get distracted by a movie: Go out or queue something up at home.

Day 14. Go to bed 30 minutes earlier: Getting enough sleep can improve your mood, memory, and immune system, according to the Harvard Medical School Division of Sleep Medicine.

Day 15. Drink water instead of alcohol or soda today: You’ll save money and avoid empty calories. Win-win.

Day 16. Schedule a game night: Enjoy some friendly competition around a game board.

Day 17. Set a mini goal: Make sure you eat breakfast every day this week, or find a friend sign up for a 5K with you.

Day 18. Cross a lingering item off your to-do list: You know that doctor’s appointment you’ve been meaning to make for months?

Day 19. Compliment someone: Put a little good karma into the world.

Day 20. Plan a night in with friends: Gossip, laugh, eat, drink.

Day 21. Try a 5-minute meditation: Download a free mindfulness app like Headspace and you can do it anywhere when you have a spare moment.

Day 22. FaceTime with a family member: Just seeing Grandma happy will probably make you happy.

Day 23. Do something outside: Walk the dog or find an empty bench to soak up some sun. Or look at the moon and stars before bedtime.

Day 24. Book a date night with your partner: If you’re single, no problem. Call up a friend who appreciates you and plan something fun instead.

Day 25. Unfollow negative people on social media: Those influencer accounts who make you feel any bit less-than? See ya, won’t miss ya.

Day 26. Say no to something: Take a task off your calendar or move it to a more convenient or less stressful time.

Day 27. Have a phone-free night at home: The blue light emitted by your screen can mess your with sleep hormones, so putting the tech away early will not only let you catch up on a new book, but also help you fall asleep faster.

Day 28. Watch a silly video that makes you laugh: Remember, it’s the best medicine.

Day 29. Write down something good that happened today: Even if you’ve just had the worst day, jot down what you’re grateful for instead.

Day 30. Adopt a new habit: Reflect back on the past 30 days and think about making a change. Should game night become a weekly occurrence? Did going to a walk at lunch make feel that much ready to take on the rest of day? The month may be over, but you can make your favorite activities a regular, lifelong thing.

For further info please visit the source of this post which is https://www.goodhousekeeping.com/health/wellness/a26631446/30-day-mental-health-challenge/ 

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Just a little unethical plan

They were all cramped in Richie’s small RV, discussing their future plans.

“Technically, Marco said we were welcome back any time,” Kyle said, playing a small tune on his acoustic guitar. “I could call him up, see if he has any spots for us.”

“That’d be a short set,” Shailah replied. She had started doodling and writing set costume ideas, but from his bed, Richie couldn’t see what exactly. “Plus, he’s not really keen on setting up a genre theme. We could throw the whole crowd off if the tone isn’t set right.”

“Better than nothing, though,” Richie piped up. His face was still a little sore from his new tattoo, but he made sure to treat it properly enough to start healing. It did look a little ugly, though. “Who’s Marco, anyways?”

“Guy in Washington, sets up underground concerts for small bands,” Kyle replied. “Pretty technical stuff for the setting, we could get in a more complicated lighting queue if we go for it.”

“And it’s far enough away to be safe,” Richie started. “What kind of set would we even go for?”

“Something dark,” Jae-hwa replied. “The location’s pretty cool looking, we’d be better off matching the tone to the setting.”

“Yeah, if we can even get our own event,” Shailah butted in. “It’s a collaborative concert, we’d be lucky enough for him to consider giving us more than a couple songs, let alone our own set.”

Richie thought for a moment. “... Unless...”

“Unless?” the others chimed in. 

“I could...” He swirled his fingers around each other in a vague hypnotic motion, and snapped his fingers a couple times. 3 out of the 5 of them seemed to lighten up at the idea, Duc looked nervous, and Kyle looked on the fence.

“I dunno, I don’t want to manipulate Marco. Guy technically got us off the ground in the first place.”

“He wouldn’t even realize,” Richie reassured him. “Doing it over the phone’s not exactly a cake-walk, but I’ve managed it before. Duc? I can see you’re thinking.”

Duc didn’t seem to like the attention on him, but he sighed. “Yeah, I hate it. It’s immoral, creepy, and what if we get caught?”

“Get caught doing what? The worst that could happen is that Marco made an out of character decision to help you guys get back on your feet after your Tony fellow cost you a lot of opportunities,” Richie smiled. “He especially won’t realize. I’m very good with my wording. I’ve been doing this for years.”

“That is not the comfort you think it is,” Duc replied quietly. Richie shrugged. 

“I can either do it and get us our own event, or we can just do a couple songs with him, or we can see if we can get a different gig somewhere else. I’ll let the vote be unanimous. All in favour, say I.”

“I mean... Of the things he claims to have done, this is a good amount of less-illegal,” Mack said, trying to convince Duc. 

“It’s still wrong,” Duc replied. “How will you do it?”

“I just need his number, and like, 10 minutes to myself with him. It’s not like I’m threatening him. Just.. Convincing him to be more open to the idea of helping us out than you all say he normally would be. It’s harmless.”

After a minute, Duc let out a large sigh. “Fine, but if it goes wrong once we’re over there, it’s on you.”

“I wouldn’t expect any less,” Richie smiled. “Kyle? Still on the fence?”

He seemed uncomfortable. That kind of hit hard to Richie. Did he ever look uncomfortable around him? He didn’t remember. “Well,” he said. “I’m not super liking it either, but if he’s not getting hurt, then I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try? Only once though. We aren’t going to be those guys who get cocky once something goes good one time.”

“Perfect,” Shailah clapped her hands together. “So we’re all on board for team getting our way. Just this once. I’ll get that number for you, Richie.” 

---

15 minutes later, Richie opened the RV door to out to where the others were waiting expectantly. 

“Show’s May 20th. We’ve got a month,” he smiled. 

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THE BRUISED BUT STILL BEATING, BRILLIANT, BURSTING HEART OF IMELDA MAY

From the very first time I heard Imelda May’s new single, ‘Black Tears’, what struck me about it – and in equal parts because of how Imelda conveys the song to the listener as to the sheer emotional honesty and beauty of the song itself -, is that ‘Black Tears’ is, in essence, the same kind of gorgeous, vulnerable, naked-truth country song that Patsy Cline would have loved to sing. Indeed, had ‘Black Tears’ been a song recorded by Patsy before her untimely departure from this worldly stage, I believe it would now be ranked among the most classic of Patsy’s own recordings, from ‘Crazy’, to ‘I Fall To Pieces’, ‘Three Cigarettes In An Ashtray’, and more.

As a country music fan, I don’t know if I can pay Imelda any higher compliment.

But the brilliance of this song, and the brilliance of Imelda as a performer, and an artist, is that ‘Black Tears’ travels down a road that weaves from country to soul (channeling Patsy Cline one moment, Aretha Franklin the next) but importantly…., no, vitally…,there’s never even a moment’s doubt about whether song or singer might be gambling their integrity in an attempt to ‘act’ out a role they think the public will embrace.

This isn’t acting out a part. This song, ‘Black Tears’, is from the heart. And this artist, Imelda May, is a born storyteller. Of that there’s nothing surer. Simple, honest, storytelling from the heart, now that’s about as country as you can get. And as far as this writer is concerned, on the evidence of ‘Black Tears’, and the preceding single, ‘Call Me’ (which also sounds like it was written with an almost magical, timeless quality somehow imbued), Imelda’s new album, ‘Life.Love.Flesh.Blood’, is going to be one of THE country albums of the year.

Imelda May

It was my pleasure to chat to Imelda late last week, and my first question was how did she decide on those two songs in particular to be the first new music we’d get to hear from her in quite a while….

“Good question. Well ‘Call Me’ I wanted as the first one out, although it’s funny because it was the last one I wrote for the album, and yet it was the first one that we recorded. I had just finished writing it when I was in the studio with T-Bone (Burnett, the album producer), so it was the first one we recorded. And it just seemed to set up the mood right for the whole album. So it seemed to fit well for releasing it as a single too, because it’s quiet and simple, and I think I just wanted something with…a little stillness, if you like, to start off the rest of the album.”

‘Call Me’ is so much different to what many would have expected in a new single from Imelda. And in truth, lesser artists would have gone down the much safer route of coming back with something they already knew their fans would love and accept. So given that ‘Call Me’ is such a departure from Imelda’s signature and adored rockabilly sound, was she in any way nervous about how it would be received?

“No, I was confident about it. I normally know what I wanna do, Anthony, and I’m not easily swayed [laughs]. I will listen, of course I will, but I knew [this was what I wanted]. The record company were putting up different options, but I knew all along that I wanted to start with ‘Call Me.’ Because like I said, it was the first song that we actually recorded and I really feel that it set up the whole record so well. It got rid of all those preconceived ideas of what people might expect me to do. I hoped the mood of the song would resonate with people.”

The response to Imelda’s recent performance with Jools Holland on his annual Hootenanny is probably best described as phenomenal! In fact, if you haven’t seen it yet, drop everything, RIGHT NOW, and go check it out . Then come on back to us here… We’ll wait for you….

So, as you guys will already have known, or will have just seen if you followed my advice, the reason why Imelda’s performance has drawn the kind of response it has is quite simply down to it being one of those rare moments where you know, even as you watch something happen right in front of your eyes, that it’s a moment destined to replayed and rewatched, and relived and spoken about for…., well, forever in all likelihood! It was as if Imelda’s spirit had been unleashed, but in the most perfectly controlled, passionate, and dignified way. If you watch it back again (go on, you know you’ll want to anyway), keep an eye out for the biggest smile on Jools’ face right at the very end. He knows something special is after happening.

I wondered if, during that performance, Imelda had any sense of how it was coming across to people in the studio and at home? Can she feel that kind of a connection even during a song, or does it just sweep over her at the end?

“Sometimes you can, sometimes you can feel the stillness in the room, ya know. But there were so many good artists on that show. I love Jools to bits, by the way, he’s a great man and a really, really good friend. I love him, he’s such a good soul. And after the rehearsals the day before we went out for dinner and had a lovely evening just catching up, and everything was all calm and nice. When we went in to record it then, when the cameras started rolling, I was aware of everybody else who was going to be on the show, and that it was such a high standard. I love Seasick Steve, I love Gregory Porter, all these great, great acts. So I knew I only had one shot. I didn’t have three songs, so I wouldn’t be able to redeem myself [laughs]. I had one shot to get it right, and that was it. So the best way for me to do that is to forget about everybody else and go inward. And I think it helps if you write a song too. Because as soon as I went to where I was [emotionally] when I wrote it, and I start feeling it, I just mean every word that I sing. It’s almost like telling a story. And then I just hope that it’s a good performance. It really is more like a story put to music than anything, and all I’m doing is just being honest and saying what I’m feeling to that music. So I’m not thinking, ‘Oh my God, THIS is the performance’, or ‘Oh my God, there’s a camera over there.’ I just close my eyes, and centre myself, and then sing from my heart. And hopefully the rest will follow.”

On the subject of Imelda’s songwriting, she had said that where this new album was concerned, she had written about everything – the good and the bad, the happy and the sad – as it was happening in her life. I wondered if she would most often write when she’s in the midst of whatever might be going on in her life, or would she more often prefer some distance from things in order to write with a clearer or different perspective on what might have happened?

“I have a notepad with me at all times, and if for some reason I haven’t, I’ll find the back of envelopes or something! And I have sort of an ‘album-bag’ for each album, where if I write something I just shove it in there, and then go through them all later. I write down titles, and I scribble, and I doodle, ya know. So for ‘Black Tears’, that was one I wrote down the title of after I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror when I’d been crying, and my face was streamed with black [make-up]. And the image just hit me, ya know, so I wrote it down later on that night. I co-wrote that with a great guy called Angelo Petraglia, who’s written with the Kings of Leon. I turned up to his place and spent a few days writing with him. So he just started playing this riff while I was looking through my notepad, and I tried a few other things but as soon as I started singing ‘Black Tears’ (at THIS point, Imelda May sings to me down the phone….Best. Friday. Ever! Part 1…), it just sat so well. So we kept at it, he kept playing that riff, then he goes into that beautiful middle, and I continued to write…And it was one of those songs where, yeah, there was a little distance. Now ‘Call Me’ I wrote when I was literally in the middle of that situation, I was sitting watching my phone! So it depends. Whatever works! Sometimes I just use it as therapy, ya know, to write. When I did another song, ‘Should Have Been You’, I recorded it into my phone under the covers of my bed. Ya know that moment where you could actually fall asleep, or you could actually do something? So I sang it into the phone, the beginnings of it, and then I worked on it more the next day.”

Imelda May

And then came my Best. Friday. Ever! Part 2….

Imelda: “You’re obviously a writer by the way you ask [your questions]”

Me: ‘Well, a little bit…’

Imelda: “You are, because you know too much! [laughs].

Me: [Blushing] “I’ll take that as a compliment…!”

Imelda: “It is a compliment, the way you’re asking your questions, I can tell.”

Regaining my composure, and with one eye on the clock because I was aware there was somebody else in the queue for Imelda’s time and waiting for the chance to speak with her, I wanted to move on to one last question, this time about the new album, ‘Life.Love.Flesh.Blood’, as a whole body of work. Imelda could hardly have picked four better words to encapsulate the totality of the human experience. So I wondered if this new album would reveal more of Imelda May ‘the person’, as opposed to previous albums which were probably more focused on Imelda May, ‘the performer’?

“Yes. Absolutely. Very much. And it’s slightly nerve-racking! [laughs].But yeah, I mean I always wrote honestly. But when you’re writing, with your first album say, you have a freedom to just write. When things go well, though, it gets kind of weird to be aware that people might actually listen to it! [laughs]. So if you’re writing honestly, as you’ll know, there’s ways of writing honestly but also hiding things in there that only you know the key to, the secret of. I always wrote everything into my songs, but I’d hide them. I’d hide things very well and only I would know that secret code, if you like. But on this one, I didn’t want to do that. You know that poem, ‘Sing like there’s nobody listening/ And dance like there’s nobody watching…’, I wanted to do that. To just write what I actually felt, and what I wanted to write, without thinking about anybody else. It’s quite a selfish process, but I think it has to be to get it right. You need to not think of anybody else and just write for yourself and what you feel at that time. So now I’m just gonna hold my breath and see how it goes! [laughs]. This album is very transparent, everything’s there. So we’ll see how it goes. Fingers crossed!”

I also happen to work in a record store, TRAX, in Tullamore, in Offaly in Ireland. And every day for about a week after Imelda’s performance on Jools Holland, we had five, six people a day, at least, asking about Imelda’s new album. And this was a little piece of news that gave Imelda reason to smile…

“Oh wow! That’s really, really, really good news to hear! And I love that you work in a record shop, and I love people going out and buying records! I’m one of those people, too, I like to have the physical record.”

I could have happily stayed on the line to Imelda for at least another hour or so if I had the chance, but as is the case when you’re talking to someone who’s such a big star and who has a new album to promote, the demands on their time are simply huge. And anyway, even as it was, I was delighted to have enjoyed my share of her time.

New albums generally mean new tours too, so my very last question was to ask Imelda is she looking forward to getting back out on the road again with ‘Life.Love.Flesh.Blood’?

“I cannot wait! I cannot wait! I’ve been in rehearsals, and I’ve added to my band, it’s now a ten-piece band! And all that brings with it, which is gonna be fun! [laughs]. Loads of people on a bus! But yeah, I can’t wait. I’ve been getting such a thrill out of rehearsals, having my band play these new songs, and just having the guys around me and everything sounding how I heard them sound in my head. Cos’ when you’re writing, you’ll hear them a certain way. So now to have them sound that way, yeah, I’m absolutely thrilled with it and I can’t wait to get out there on the road. I can’t wait!”

Having gone about a minute over my time, I mentioned to Imelda that I didn’t want to upset her record label by running any further over, but her playful and charming side came to the fore once again in reassuring me that there was no problem…

“Ah look, it’s always good to rebel! [laughs].”

The new single, ‘Black Tears’, is out NOW. Click here to buy

Imelda’s brand new album, ‘Life. Love.Flesh.Blood.’, is out on April 7th. Pre-order via the links below.

Standard Edition

Deluxe Edition

Order Life. Love. Fresh. Blood

THE BRUISED BUT STILL BEATING, BRILLIANT, BURSTING HEART OF IMELDA MAY was originally published on HEM COUNTRY

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Daily Doodle 69 - June 24, 2018

I think I’m one of the many that gets motivation late at night

Oof my eyes burn and that soap in my eyes earlier doesn’t help

 Today I woke up to more rain, but it was early, so I went to sleep some more and woke up again an hour later. I got on my PC and browsed art as well as pictures from when we went to Burbank since The Incredibles 2 had an Easter egg involving the inn we stayed at! I then did the doodle real quick before uploading it. I couldn’t schedule it in time cuz I took too long, woops

I then moved to just chat with Pixie and watch some funny videos while struggling to eat cereal as they were just too funny

I later worked on a commission I was close to finishing and was then done!! But now I had others to work on, which I did by starting to color and then shade. I also made random curiosity history research from time to time

During noon, I started feeling weird, like if I was getting sick. The temperature was very cold, so that was a possibility, however it faded away after a while

I then watched a bunch of random videos as I didn’t have motivation to draw at the time and also took a quick moment to play a game I never play, then remembering why I never play it. It’s so clunky and weird, a friend of mine loves this Operation Flashpoint game but it’s just not for me, I think.. Or I get bored of games easily, I dunno

Later in the afternoon nothing unusual was really happening, just staying in my room chatting some more and sharing the art I finished in my chats so they could all see!

At night, I watched some more gameplay videos from my friend and then left to have dinner. After this, I watched Pixie stream some art and a bit afterwards he went to bed as he was tired and sore from falling yesterday

I then showered, got soap in my eyes by accident and then sat down to finish that other commission. The commissioner loved it a lot and so did I! But there’s another version I have to finish hopefully tomorrow and then work on the 3D stuff I gotta hurry on.. Or my commission queue, not sure aaa

Anyways, I then wrote the doodle and zzz