#lapisllong

It's the story of a girl

Some brothers

So many incredible villains

And the most amazingly talented bartender

So suit up and fight like a girl!

Oh the humbling joy of watching a shelter adoptee acclimate into their forever home! He is already everything to me <3

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Sisters, so very cute, right?

The front one is sweet, timid, and wanty, requiring soft love at all times; she has maybe one brain cell but I suspect that she's actually orange cat noir and shares with the local pool of orange cats. She does not care for wrestling and cries when the other two cats try to play rough. Tongue so weirdly smooth.

The back one is a chaos demon in cat form with violently militant opinions on her OWN bodily autonomy and zero regard for YOURS. She will take her love on her terms, via tooth & claw, and you will still want to cuddle her for the thunder rumble of purrs. She will take on animals 3 or more times her size to play rough and make THEM tap out. Tongue could strip the paint off a car.

But there is something else you NEED to understand about our silvery gray Pandora and stabby tabby Echo...

same mom, same litter; giant baby, tiny monster, 30" donut shaped cat bed

And we love them so very much

This shirt is purple, I swear:

Front & back normal and then with flash!

This is also rainbow reflective

This one was inspired by this thread

Bonus video of my "old hag" pants placed a little low for maximum "sag" lol

Everybody needs to see him face!

I'm proud to have been Marion the Librarian, a candy cane (Nutcracker), an extra (so many plays), and the court jester (Once Upon A Mattress). I'm fuzzy on the others because HS was not my best time; I was too wasted to know what day it was most of the time but it strangely allowed me to memorize and regurgitate whole scripts with an ease I can no longer attain. It was really weird.

I did not continue acting after HS as my life took a sudden hard turn into domesticity just when i was beginning to get my shit together.

My favorite monolog was actually a tie between The Last Rung On the Ladder that my BFF prepped for UIL, and the monolog at the end of Izzy, Willy Nilly that I prepped for UIL. Both are raw and steeped in complex emotions. I adore the overplayed House of Blue Leaves but... after you've seen 5457 terrible to okay renditions, and you are inured to the 3-4 good to incredible ones.

Monologs are nifty, but everybody's just been chasing the perfection of Hamlet's soliloquy for a few hundred years with varying success. My jam is watching the interplay between people and the wickedly clever ways snappy dialog can be played. Think Mel Brooks.

I joined Tumblr to escape FB, IG, & Twitter, and because I was about to move across the country, and a person I knew from HS was my first friend here and introduced me to a couple of other people they knew on here. Also, I was watching Supernatural (unironically but not rabidly), and there was a huge community here, so my choice seemed like a great fit.

I took one look at the SPN Fandom and decided I was happy to just watch from three houses down with some binoculars. Their fans are a bit... intense.

It wasn't until year two of Dracula Daily that I really got into a Fandom, but I'm not great at contributing. I have written, edited, agonized over the just right way to say what I'm thinking, and then just deleted more posts than I've actually posted.

I also have a translation issue when it comes to visual art: I can see in my mind exactly what I want to show/convey, but I can't translate it via my hands. I spent a decade in art classes, working on techniques and practicing before I admitted my limitations and turned to acting.