#Red Mahogany

[slavonicrhapsody]

I’d be willing to bet that Rykard was given the title of Praetor after Radagon became elden lord because it doesn’t make a ton of sense for a Carian royal, whose father was just a “mere champion” of the Erdtree, to be offered such an important position in Leyndell’s government... if his father were elden lord however, then he’d have the authority to recommend his son, now considered to be a demigod stepchild, to the prestigious position of chief justiciar. basically what I’m saying is that Rykard was a nepo baby

[hank-posting]

googd morning aahw (or aafw cause ofall. the fish water) i ovewrslept cause of the fondue party last night

the agents startd a small fire in the lobby somehow so im requestng an extraction of this fuckass computer

[kukos-satellite]

Which color do you think resonates with you?

I’d say a deep red because I truly love deep red and I even say that it’s my happy colour!

(Like mahogany, for instance, truly beautiful colour 🤭)

[kierpyr]

okay what color do i dye my hair because i know im not getting braids any time soon ?

[kaarnalaiva]

I’m going to dye my hair!!!!

[lenorarose]

I'm going to be going rose gold soon but in the meantime my hair has to take a break so I'm currently stuck with yellow/gold hair lol. They didn't color correct it because the warm undertones are going to help the rose gold but for the next week or so I'm just going to look like I got a bad dye job lol. I also cut like 8 inches off my hair but that was mostly because I had a couple dead ends and even though the hairdresser trimmed those off we still went through about 6 or 7 things worth of bleach and it required three people working on my hair at once so I decided to chop some off since it grows fast anyway

[steveinscarlet]

Oops, appear to have dyed the shower of the house I'm house-sitting in pink!

[alittleillusionmachinee]

Thanks for the tag @dream-a-little-dreaam @fexifan @lavender-blush​  ❤️

Link here if you want to try! 

Tagging: @angelofshiningwaters @luvhell @iamnotathornbird @klauscarolove @tragedyface

[whomerlockwood]

Hmmm, I've been using this natural hair dye with henna to give my hair some nice bronze reflections, but I wan't a bit more red. I'm gonna take a new color with more henna in it. "Dark red", yeah, sounds good. Package once again says to leave it in for one to two hours, but I've always used the other color for 15 minutes and got decent results. I'm gonna do 15 minutes again, what could possibly go wrong.

Me later: FUCK MY HAIR IS YELLOW!,!! ;-; xD

[a-passing-storm]

Fun fact about me is I dress like your typical YA Bad Boy but I am just a silly little guy that like poetry and poppies.

[flaminghot-cheetopuff]

[aluminumoxideaddict]

Quick gem oc headshots. Melancholy self-insert Black Opal and sultry sleepyhead Carnelian.

[treeoxide]

ｇｏｏｄ ｎｉｇｈｔ ．．． ａｎｄ ．．． 𝒾 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝔂𝓸𝓾 🖤💖

[waterstar2016]

Immogene vibes

[sylvi-wand]

Red-Dyed Sawdust

Red-Dyed Sandpaper

I stripped rugged imperfections

Away from four squares of cherry,

Two of Spruce. Angles impatiently sawed

Then glued. Never fitting perfectly into place.

My brain repulses geometrical thoughts.

Never will these sides glide from corners.

The red-washed dust from sanding hands

Brushes off to find a fresh coat.

The stained surface rubbed clean;

Stripped so not to hurt any other

With upended splinters and rough patches.

The parts that will never find love.

The ones that hurt her creator's hand.

A stranger, I must be, to remnants

Of life older than I am destined,

Yet, it is these hands, which give

As much flesh as she.

So I sand her down.

The gaps left from amateur eyes

Find fulfillment in glue and floor dust.

Patience and raw-rubbed fingers

Hid the obscenities well. None would

Be wiser of its imperfect creation.

This box, I've made, holds firm.

Beautiful and mine, a testament to

A steady hand and creative mind.

The motley contrast, is to be ignored.

Different scraps tossed, glued,

Worn thin till nothing but beauty

Would perception receive.

Compliments begot from dull sight.

Never will they love the sting of splinters

Wedged betwixt untested skin.

Crimson drops staining the edges.

I see her falseness.

She marked my hands

As much as I marked her.

Creations lays with sacrificial serenity.

Scratched edges and imperfect cracks

Tells a tale of paths I follow.

It does not matter.

It is a box;

It holds my things.

[june-again]

im thinking about how in grade 7 my sunday school teacher pointed at a vase and asked all the guys what colour it was and then asked all the girls what colours and then commented on how every single guy just said "blue" or "light blue" wheras the girls all went "sky blue" or "cerulean blue" or sum shit.

well i just said blue. i'm a guy now