#daysy

[tollonets]

Canities subita /ˌkæn.ɪˈtiː.iːz ˈsuː.bɪ.tə/ noun

An alleged condition in which hair turns white overnight as a result of extreme stress or trauma; also called Marie Antoinette syndrome.

[fidjiefidjie]

Bon Soir ❤️💫🕐❤️‍🔥💙

Daysy et Joseph Kamel 🎶 Par coeur

[araitsume]

This particular commission, illustrated by Daysy (tread carefully as most of her work is NSFW), depicts another Detentionaire/The Loud House crossover pairing among same-aged characters Ruby Kwee and Lincoln Loud. At this point, they've taken on the aged-up redesigns of @chillguydraws's THICC-Verse fame and are celebrating having become the tallest "child" in their families. And the drink Lincoln is holding is a Long Island iced tea to really draw the point home.

[domestic-housebunny]

hello, all!

have any of my followers heard of or have tried the Daysy? if so, what do you think of it and/or how does/did it work for you?

[blue-belta]

昨年より描いた春の花のアイディアスケッチです。 右の #デイジー がお気に入り。 季節は夏が好きなのですが、春は描きたいものかあふれていて、何から描こう？と悩ましい。 6月2日の池袋でのイラスト教室は、こんな花をもう少しシンプルにしたイラストをご紹介します。 まだお席がありますので、ご興味のある方はぜひご一緒に。 それから、7月1日2日と大阪で教室をしようと考えています。 こちらもぜひご一緒に。 #art #coloredpencil #drawing#spring #flower #clover #daysy #色鉛筆 #色鉛筆イラスト #イラスト教室 #calligraphy #カリグラフィー #クローバー #ニゲラ #絵を描く暮らし

[earthlyvibration]

The mirena iud is giving me some mild cystic acne on my chin and I’m trying literally E V E R Y natural remedy to fix it but I think I just need to take it out and go the natural route? Anyone try ladycomp or daysy or any other BBT tracker?

The more I research the more I want to get off hormones entirely!

[tollonets]

“HEY! LOOK SISSY! Mister followed us.”

“Just try to keep up, B.”

“I think your hair looks sooo pretty now. We finally look like sisters!”

“Quit being so cute and let me feel bad for a second! Please!”

“Sorry...

I can't stop talking when I'm scared.”

[tollonets]

2 2 : 0 4

“Please stop touching it, B. You’ll get your clothes dirty again.”

“It?… I just wanted to cover him up. I really think we should’ve washed—”

“Don’t. Just don’t… We don’t know how he got the toll. Could’ve been-… We could’ve contaminated the whole water system…”

“But maybe it’s already contaminated.”

The sirens across the valley started blaring—a water contamination warning.

“See?”

“Fuck… We can’t wait for her. Go… go grab the bags from the closet. The two red ones…”

“We’re leaving???”

“You got a better plan? Protocol’s protocol. Bebe will come. She knows to check on us. I’ll go look out for her.”

Bebe was their older neighbor from down the road—Mother had entrusted her with the girls in case of an emergency.

“Where is everyone?” Daysy muttered, her head still spinning with leftover adrenaline. Everything felt like death. She just stood there, beneath the siren poles, their blending frequencies turning into a sort of song. Not a soul in sight.

When Bella came out with her backpack on and a bag in her hand, Daysy glanced back at the house, grabbed Bella’s hand, and pulled her down the road to Bebe’s.

“If Bebe’s not there, we’re leaving town.”

“What??? Sissy, that’s insane.”

“There’s a dead body in our garage, B. We’re part of the battle now.”

“But… will Mother find us?”

“I mean… we aren’t hiding from her. If she goes searching, I’m sure she will.”

Bella trusted what her sister said, the same way she’d had to trust everyone before: the women who freed her, the workers who placed her, and now, the new family raising her. Abandoning things wasn’t difficult yet—she actually felt quite adept at it.

But the air was turning cold. And Bebe’s house—lights out, door left open, windows still—told them everything they needed to know.

They must vanish into the mountains.