YOU’RE A TORNADO WITH PRETTY EYES AND A HEARTBEAT. AS LOVED BY MOMBER.

JBB: An Artblog!
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@teikcku
YOU’RE A TORNADO WITH PRETTY EYES AND A HEARTBEAT. AS LOVED BY MOMBER.
hi i haven’t disappeared i just moved to @spookedkiss
like this for a starter.
Makeup Mondays:
“Red Crush.” Madison Headrick photographed by Kai Z Feng for Harper’s Bazaar China, April 2014.
Test run makeup for the top show. Minus the red streak under the tail end of my brow. Not digging that.
sneaks into the house at 8 pm.
Fidgeting with her purse she caught the younger girls eye. Zaynab was faintly aware of who she was; the sand’s raising STAR. ( what a burden for a child to hold, if you asked her. )
“ Hello! Yodo, was it? What are you doing here all alone?”
she leans forward elbows resting on her knees and her head tilts, blonde locks brushing past the red hoodie and she nods once. yes, she’s yodo and she’s certain now that this is zaynab. she blinks, confusion drawing on pale features. this person was concerned? a shoulder raises, “Yes. I’m people watching.”
sandtied:
those green eyes watch his daughter carefully, judging as best he can the expressions on her face. being a father had proved much harder than he would admit, though each of his children provided a light to his days that he was ever grateful for. yodo’s words hit him, a frown tugging at his lips before he responds, reaching out to gently rest a hand on her shoulder.
‘your brother is talented, but so are you – i’m entrusting you to this mission because i believe you are best suited for it, not shinki.’ he promises. ‘you’re not comparing yourself to him, are you? your brother doesn’t cast a shadow that you are under, abnatay.’
she’s awkward, not quite use to the affection that she’s given, but she’s appreciative of it. a foot moves behind her leg, toes tapping on the ground to give her some sense of beat. she believes that she can pull off the mission; that’s not a question. grey optics move upwards to meet the steady gaze of her fathers. she doesn’t try to compare herself to her two brothers, she loves them very much; and they all have their own quirks. blonde brows furrow a bit and lips pucker as she shakes her head. “no father-- i was just... curious as to why i was called such a thing.” her head tilts upward, a show of pride in herself, and in her family. “i will not let you down.”
Hey guys, it’s amber. Basically, and I hate to ask this, but an emergency situation came up and I’m opening my commissions again. If you would like one, let me know. If you want to know why, just hmu. It’s really important as I need it to get a place to stay at since I currently dont have anywhere to go. We can work out prices together. I can do basic drawings, icons, manga edits, short poems, drabbles, almost anything.
she gets a gleam in her eye
flops down on the floor.
i may be small, but that doesn’t mean that i cant fight with every last ounce of my being.
#I LUV AMBER#dont believe her for a second if she says shes trash#that is a LIE that is DECEPTION............
hi im actual trash and @salubrum is wrong.
all my friends are heathens; take it slow.
“of course, yodo-chan.” gloved knuckles clench promptly, and in a practical show, they charge for the next boulder past her most recent conquest. “like―this!”
she watches, enraptured with the way the boulder broke and shattered under the fist, leaving nothing but rumble in it’s wake. shattered pieces that will never fit back into the same shape it once was, and it’s scary. scary to know that a power is capable of such a thing-- but yodo is no weakling. she is the hope of sunagakure; she is the one that their dreams lie on and she will not be outdone. she stands, and fixes her own gloves, inhaling slowly, gathering strength in her fists, pulling her chakra to the center, and takes off from her spot, reaching the center of the training field, and pushing energy downwards. the ground shakes, and splits from where she stands in different directions and she stands, turning to look at the other. “like that?”
=^.^= also this bcs he would 100% brings cats home always
Send me an =^.^= for my muse’s reaction to yours bringing a cat home
“another?” it’s a rough question, and she doesn’t exactly think she’ll get use to her tongue in her mouth. it’s a strange feeling when she speaks, one that she doesn’t enjoy. dull eyes move towards the grey cat this time, and lips pull thin. the last cat, nearly took her lizards tail off. something that yodo did not appreciate. “make sure it stays away from ingu.” she’s bad at naming animals.