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[musical-dreamcasts]

Hadestown - Danielle Steers (she/her) as Persephone, requested by anon

Birthday: June 20, 1991 (age 31)

Birth Place: Barnsley, South Yorkshire, England

Theatre credits include: Lady (The Cher Show), Catherine Parr (Six), Zahara (Bat Out of Hell), Ensemble/Cover Killer Queen (We Will Rock You), Carmen (Sweet Charity), Judge/Saleswoman/Understudy Pilar (Legally Blonde), Swing/Cover Nicki Marron (The Bodyguard), Dynamite (Hairspray)

(Pictured on the right is Jewelle Blackman, who is currently playing the role in the Broadway production)

Credits: Unknown, Matthew Murphy

[servantmichael]

Traditional Mexican Street Tacos Recipe Chicken, guacamole, onions, and cilantro are layered onto corn tortillas in these quick Mexican street tacos topped with fresh lime juice. 3 cups chopped cooked chicken, 1 cup guacamole, 1/2 cup chopped white onion, 4 sprigs fresh cilantro chopped, 6 corn tortillas, 1 lime cut into wedges

[allelitewrestlings]

[verysadpaper]

I promise I’ll draw more one piece stuff but these leaks have got me in a MAJOR Pizza Tower kick

[bayleymania]

Wrestling is the only sport ever

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[headgehug]

I mean I guess you could say I'm pretty popular. my tumblr mutuals interact with like two of my posts a day.

[blingusdlingus]

fuck it. my tumblrinas get an early look at the 2 page comic i did for my upcoming sonic riders zine. read it and weep folks.

[sarwah]

Willie Dyamite (1973)

[sodetectivefestival]

our mission # writerblr # microfiction

I felt mortified after I felt the warm arms of my girlfriend enveloping my body from behind. The warmth of his breath against my neck. He was no ordinary man, than a father to my child, my husband to be, my lover and my friend.  If a stray bullet mightn’t have hit him, it he’d still be here with me.  My eyes wandered about the shiny body-suit covering his dead.

body. I could see his face from afar after I had arrived at the crime scene where I was told him and his friends had tried their luck at. Had told me about the crime they were going to commit and proudly called it “our mission.” An hour after they had a shootout with the police, my boyfriend whom my nanny’s mother had predicted he was going to be the next well-known township thug after his uncle, was lying on the parking lot, two metres from the automated teller machine him and his friend were set to blow with dynamites.

I didn’t know how he’d have reacted if I told him the palm reader I had gone to during the week had warned me about a dark cloud that was hanging over him. I decided to keep quiet about it because he was of the belief that palm readers and all forms of fortune tellers he knew were witch doctors. Something which made his parents to be angry with him all the time. I got helped off the crime scene by my friends who I still don’t know to this day how they got to be at the crime scene, or been at my bedside after my boyfriend’s passing and during and after his funeral.

First and foremost, my late boyfriend didn’t know what to say when he knelt down before me and asked me;

‘could you please marry me.’

I’ve always wished to be swept off my feet but that night something in me told me to say no.

Yes, that’s what I told him. And it wasn’t because I didn’t love him than want him to take a good look at his life. He once told me that there were three elements which makes a woman whole; style, self-respect and the truth.

His family love and respect me but I’m wondering if it’s okay for me to have all the monies, house and cars that he left me.

[aneclipseatdusk]

Barbie trend BkDk 🧡💚

[allelitewrestlings]

[blkgrlangst]

like…they get me

[pettydollie]

could you IMAGINE bakugou having a gf whos a teacher?? but not just any teacher, nono. a KINDERGARTEN TEACHER. lowkey when he sees u teaching a kid abt counting apples or something, he will think abt having children with you. just seeing you being so gentle nd sweet with little brats munchkins turns his brain into mush.

on one particular day, he went into your classroom wearing his hero costume for a little q/a type thing. everyone was so impressed just by looking at him, even if they didn't know who he was. they were all sat whispering to their friends at small desks as bakugou's large figure just strutted in LOL.

you give him a tiny little peck when he walked into the classroom, to which some kids let out "ooo"s and snickered. you clapped your hands together. "okay boys and girls, let's walk over to the magic carpet for circle time!" you led bakugou with you to the large rug where two chairs were set.

the kids were all sat in a circle, excitedly waiting to talk to the number two hero!! bakugou sat down somewhat awkwardly as for the first time in a while, he was a teeeensy bit nervous for whatever reason. "today we have a special guest joining us for circle time! does anyone know who he is?" you grinned as you saw many hands go up.

"yes, ryu?" you picked on an adorable little boy in the center. "that's mr. dynamite from the news!" he yelled.

"that's right, ryu! but let's use our inside voices, please." you smiled. "does anyone know what mr. dynamite does?" you questioned again. one little girl was squirming in her seat, hand held high. "go ahead, kanako." you nodded to the girl who sat up straighter upon being called on.

"he saves people, l/n-sensei!"

"damn right i do." bakugou smirked pridefully. you lightly nudged his shoulder. "no cursing." you whispered. he rolled his eyes but listened nonetheless. "okay, starting from this side of the rug," you pointed to the left. "you can ask anything you want to the hero, as long as you are kind. and if you don't have a question just say 'pass' and we'll go straight to the next person." you announced. all the children nodded in unison.

"start us off, please." you handed the 'talking mic' to the first kid. "mr. dynamite sir, where are your blasters?" he curiously turned his head to the side. "huh?-" bakugou looked down at his hands. "my gauntlets? left those guys at work. they're too powerful to be here." he answered.

the punks students continued to ask their questions and bakugou replied calmly like this was an everyday event. "you're big." a boy stated. bakugou quirked a brow. that's all this brat had to say? "i know." he replied nonchalantly. "why?" the kid blinked, keeping a straight face.

"uh, why?? i dunno, kid. jus' the way i am." he shrugged, not really knowing how to answer. the kid folded his arms and moved to sit on his knees. "it's my turn now.." a quiet girl next to him tapped on his shoulder, reaching out for the mic. the boy stuck out his tongue at her before turning away to look at bakugou again. "thas' not a real answer."

"kenji, that wasn't kind. you had your turn, now please give the mic to haru." you frowned. haru's eyes turned glossy and her lip began to quiver, but kenji still wasn't letting up. "thas' not fair, sensei!" kenji whined.

"hold it, kid." bakugou stepped in. kenji's attention turned to bakugou, an angry pout written all over his face. "ya ask me sum dumb question," he began. oh gosh, a dumb question? he's not wrong, but he can't say that to a 5 year old! "katsuki." you muttered, trying to get him to stop. but he kept going anyway.

"but i answered it, right? y'r not being a team player to y'r classmate, buddy." bakugou finished, waiting to see what would happen next. the room fell silent. kenji had listened, handed the microphone to haru. he was still upset though, everyone could see it.

"one minute, haru. kenji," you called out. the boy looked up with fat tears in his eyes. "is there something you want to say to your friend?" kenji wiped his eyes with the back of sleeve and mumbled "sorry." to haru. "is okay." haru accepted happily with a toothy grin.

bakugou leaned back in his chair, feeling satisfied with himself as the questions continued. huh, who knew right? you could get used to this.

when the period was over, bakugou waved goodbye to all the kids. however, he bent down in front of kenji and put his fist out. although the child was still somewhat annoyed, he couldn't hold in his grin as he fist bumped a pro hero. "let's all say 'thank you' to, mr. dynamite!" you stood up from your chair, folding your hands together.

"thank you, mr. dynamite!!"

bakugou kissed your cheek and walked to the door with you following behind. you opened the door and he adjusted his mask quickly. he ruffled your hair. "see ya at home, babe."

a/n: literally so rushed im so sorry i just had this thought and i had to get it out. will for sure be coming back to this later :D

[mrawkweird]

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