#I only had on gloss and it just felt w r o n g

[shenanigans-and-imagines]

Oo oo could u do a thrawn nsfw head cannon? If u haven't already?

A/N: You’re actually the first.  Let’s see what we can do for my favorite Grand Admiral.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Thrawn is always so careful with you.  His voice becomes low and soft, praising you as he helps clean you up.  He doesn’t want you anywhere else, but by his side.  He doesn’t care if you’re room is just down the hall, you’re staying with him for the rest of the night.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves your eyes. He loves catching every stray emotion.  He loves the way they shine when you smile and gloss over in want when he fucks you.  He could cum just by looking in your eyes alone.

As for himself, he likes his arms. He knows they’re strong and he loves how easily he can lift you into them. He knows how you watch them while he trains and you cling to them as he takes you. He has every reason in the galaxy to appreciate them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He loves to cum inside you more than anything.  For one, he doesn’t like leaving a mess and prefers an unimpeded view of your skin.  But, more importantly he feels it’s a way of truly prooving you’re his. He’s the one making you feel this way.  It’s your body clenching around him, begging for his seed.  And don’t even get him started on the sight of his cum leaking out of you pussy when he finally pulls out.  It’s enough to get him going all over again.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Thrawn takes great pride of having control over himself and his body.  The one time he fully lost control wasn’t long after meeting you.  You had gotten close too him.  He could smell the sent of your hair and detected the infrared glow of heat from your cheeks. You had spoken formally, but softly in a tone that was leaving him reeling. 

He all but ran to his quarters at the first opportunity and ran a cold shower.  But, even that couldn’t stop the different scenarios of your legs wrapped around his waist.  He had to take care of himself then and there or else he was going to burst.

He felt some shame at that, not from his thoughts of you, but his lack of reserve.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He actually has a rather limited experience.  My personal headcanon is that the Chiss are pretty culturally strict when it comes to sex.  So, having sexual relations outside of marriage is a bigger deal.  He’s had only one or two partners before you.  But, he doesn’t go into anything without doing at least some research.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any position where he can see your eyes.  Even if he takes you from behind, he’ll make you turn your head to look at him.  He wants to know what you’re feeling even if you can’t voice it.  He wants to see what he’s doing to you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Thrawn is always serious when it comes to your pleasure.  His full concentration is on you.  He’s not going to be the one to break the tension.  Although, he’s not one to pass up an opportunity at a smug dry remark.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Hair is kept to a minimal, manageable level.  And yes, the carpet does match the drapes; all dark blue black down there.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

As I’ve said in previous headcanons, Thrawn has an extremely difficult time being vulnerable around people.  Sex is by it’s nature a vulnerable act, it leaves you exposed.  So, the fact Thrawn even wants to have sex with you is a huge sign of trust, and he wants to show you how much it means to him.  He makes love to you every time you’re together, plain and simple.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

As I’ve said before, Thrawn takes pride in having control over his body and impulses.  So, he keeps the jacking off to a minimum.  Even after years of not having a partner, he doesn’t really feel the urge to.  And when he’s with a partner, he wants to save his lust for them, not his hand.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Mirror Sex. It has everything he loves with the added benefit of you being able to see yourself as well.  He loves watching your eyes widen at the sight of his cock disappearing into your pussy. God, the sounds he makes.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His quarters on The Chimera. It’s a place where he feels most comfortable and in control.  It’s where his own power comes from with the added benefit of no interruptions short of imminent attack.  Nobody is going to disturb a Grand Admiral unless someone was literally dying.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Competency.  Any time you can prove just how capable you are, whether it be intellectually or physically, sends a thrill down his spine.  He cannot wait to get you back into his bed to show you just how awe-inspiring you truly are.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Verbal humiliation, from either him or you.  Insults to him and his capabilities are only going to get him frustrated and not in a sexy way.  And he cannot bring himself to humiliate you.  He’ll tie you up if you like it.  Spank you if you ask, but he’s not going to degrade you in anyway.  He doesn’t get it and he doesn’t like it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves giving.  If I haven’t made it clear, he takes pride in your pleasure.  He can get off just at the sounds you make under him, knowing he’s the one making you feel this way.  He’ll stay between your legs for hours, making you cum again and again until your trembling and begging him to stop.  He might not have much experience, but he learns fast.

That all being said, there’s something about you on your knees, looking up with him, praising him for all that he’s given you and asking if you can give him something in return.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and sensual is his general M.O.  He wants to make the experience last for as long as possible.  But, if you ask, he’ll take you as roughly as you like.  It’s all a matter of what will give you the most satisfaction.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not his thing.  Like, really not his thing.  He doesn’t want to risk a quick escapade in his office and he’s not going to degrade himself to a supply closet.  It’s either your room or his, and if you’re already there, you might as well take your time.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Thrawn is willing to try different things, so long as he’s given the time to prepare and read up on whatever it is you want to try.  And so long as it’s not anything degrading either for you or for him. And if it’s private.  He has a reputation with his crew he needs to uphold.  His private life is private for a reason.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

This man has amazing stamina.  He might only get off once or twice, but he can go for hours, holding off his own climax while he gets you off an average of three to five times between his tongue, fingers, and cock, if not more.  You’re not sure if it’s a Chiss thing or a Thrawn thing.  Either way, he’s not done with you until you either beg him to stop or pass out.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

No toys unless you explicitly talk about it before hand as part of an experiment.  Call it pride, but Thrawn wants to do all the work himself.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He tries to tease you.  He really does.  He tries to keep you on edge, but as soon as your moans and pleads leave your lips, he’s gone.  He has to give you what you want.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not that noisy, unless his whispering praises in your ear in a mix of basic and Cheunh.  Mostly it’s heavy breathing broken up by grunts and soft curses.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Thrawn never really thought of having children before you.  His mind was always focused on what the Ascendeny required of him and then the Empire.  The idea of having something for his own never occurred to him.  But, there are times after you make love with you in his arms he wonders what might happen if you got pregnant.  The thought of you carrying his child is almost enough for him to wake you up and try for one in earnest.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

The man is hung and you cannot convince me otherwise. Again, unsure if it’s a Chiss thing or a Thrawn thing, but he’s certainly longer and thicker than the average human.  Not to mention completely blue with his cock turning a kind of purple at the tip when aroused.  It’s going to be nearly impossible to go back to humans after him.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not very high.  He’s able to keep his more erotic thoughts to a minimum and even if he can’t help it, he’s able to put them safely away until later.  However, when he does get in the mood, you better clear your schedule.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes him a while to fall asleep.  He doesn’t need that much sleep period and sex doesn’t exhaust him the way it does for others.  You’re more likely to dose off first before his eyes are even heavy.

#grand admiral thrawn #thrawn #grand admiral thrawn x reader #thrawn x reader #star wars #sw rebels #timothy zahn #lemon

[seoulnotes]

Love Is Not Over — knj

Inspired by lyrics from Love Is Not Over by BTS

Track 2 of The Playlist Series

S Y N O P S I S | Namjoon wants a divorce; he fell out of love. y/n has one request for her to sign the papers: Namjoon has to act like the husband he once was for the last month of their marriage before he stopped caring. Is 30 days long enough to save love?

P A I R I N G | Kim Namjoon, reader (y/n)

G E N R E | angst (a lot), fluff (a bit) ; PG-13

W A R N I N G S | none

W O R D C O U N T | 4.5k

사랑이란 아프고 아픈 것

이별이란 아프고 더 아픈 것 같애

니가 없으면 나 안될 것 같아

사랑해줘 사랑해줘

다시 내 품으로 와줘

—

Love is so painful

Goodbyes are even more painful

I can’t go on if you’re not here

Love me, love me

Come back to my arms

You already knew what the bound papers Namjoon gripped were as he approached you at the kitchen counter before he had set them onto the countertop.

“What is this?” You feigned ignorance as if you hadn’t discovered the bound papers hiding in Namjoon’s dresser a week prior when you were doing the laundry. It wasn’t a good hiding place. Although, the words in bold at the top of the front page were mocking you far more now as Namjoon set the papers before you.

You were hurt having found them hiding, but now that they were glaring at you on the countertop you just cleaned, you couldn’t help the way your heart shriveled just a bit within your chest.

It was an inevitable end that was coming and it had finally arrived after months of apprehension.

For months, he slowly distanced from you, bit by bit. You felt him slipping away, losing hold on promises he bound himself to in front of both your families. He rarely even touched you anymore.

It started with the little things like your kisses or hugs. He didn’t return them the same at first and then he stopped altogether. Then he slowly spoke less to you. You thought it was because of stress or work, but you couldn’t have been farther from it. A normal stressed filled month never went this far.

He distanced himself so far away you couldn't pull him back even if you tried. And you did, so much. You wondered if there was someone else.

“How was today?” It took enough built up courage for you to speak with him as he walked through the doors. You tried to uphold a smile on your lips as an offering from you.

“Fine,” just one word without even taking a glance towards you to acknowledge your presence.

“Did you eat yet?” Another attempt.

“Yeah.” It made you look at the plates set on the counter with cling film around it. You made dinner for two, but only one person was home.

He continued to walk further down the hall and you trailed behind him with just a bit of courage left after the initial rejection. He laid down on his back.

You leaned against the doorframe. “Are you okay?” Perhaps it would be your last try at trying to talk to him.

“y/n, I'm really tired,” just four words and you knew he didn't want you there. It was probably the most he had spoken to you in a while.

With that, you turned to walk back. When you thought you had reached a far enough distance with a door in between, you crouched down as your vision became blurry. You were defeated; his rejection was enough to shut you out of your attempts to reconcile what was broken.

You let it out. All the built-up frustration came out in cries you attempted to muffle with your hand.

Maybe he had heard it, but either way, he didn't do anything about it.

When enough time passed and you felt more numb towards the matter, you emptied all the dishes on the counter and went to bed. Next to him.

You slept that night with a lovely dream. You dreamt that he would hold you close like he used to with his arms slung around your waist as he pressed tightly to you.

If you dream hard enough, you would be on cloud nine and would feel a slight warmth around you as if he was holding you.

But the next morning you woke up to his side empty.

“I want a divorce.” His words were laced with utter gentleness as if speaking to a child. He knew what he was asking of you. “Just look through the terms and change anything if you need to.”

“Why? Do you have someone else?” You felt pricking in your eyes and that familiar lump in your throat, but you forced yourself to speak.

“No, I don’t,” there was a firmness in his voice. He was telling the truth leading you to further question how things got this way.

“If you can’t tell me why, I can’t accept this.” The lump at the back of your throat became harder to swallow and it was near overpowering the stability of your voice.

“I-,” it seemed the words were hard for him to get out. They were stuck at his throat, unable to be formed by his tongue and he paused.

You knew what he was going to say before he even began the first syllable.

He didn’t love you anymore. You wished you knew what had gone sour.

“Please y/n, please do it for me?” His tone was begging.

This was the most you had spoken to each other in months and it was him asking for a divorce.

At the end of the day, human selfishness was stronger than human logic. Instead of allowing him a chance to escape your marriage which no longer brought him happiness, you turned your body and stood from the chair.

For so long you had wanted his attention, for you both to be in the same room. At this very moment, you wanted nothing but the opposite, to be alone and away from him.

As you turned your back to walk away, you said quietly, “I want to be alone, please.” You took the divorce papers and went down the hall to the guest bedroom.

With yourself locked away, you allowed your emotions to take over and the tears to fall.

What had you done for this to go so wrong?

He'd peek into the room when he came home once every day to check on you. You made sure to avoid him with times that aligned with his schedule. You left the room when he would be out for work and slipped back in around the time when he would arrive home.

The first couple of days were avoidance out of hurt. You cried and cried, but you did it quietly when he was home.

After the initial tide of emotions, you began to briefly look over the papers considering. Those days, you slowly began to abandon the avoiding. You did what you wanted to do and he didn’t bother you.

You caught him at times, eyes glancing towards you, probably noticing the dark circles that formed from nights of not sleeping or the redness of your eyes, and you swore his eyes hid worry as his hand went to the air to reach out to comfort you. He’d catch himself mid-air and then rush to slide his hands back into his pockets.

One day, he came back to see you out of bed and sitting at the counter. Laid out in front of you were the divorce papers and a black pen.

You slid the papers to his view. You had crossed out all of his terms. You crossed out all the terms that gave you anything he was giving you out of pity. The house, your car, you didn’t want any of it.

“I don’t want any of it.”

His eyes held confusion as they began to gloss over what you scribbled next to it. It wasn’t anything of value or you could trade for money after the divorce; it was more like a deal.

He can get what he wants and you can get closure.

Then it would be fair for both of you.

For one month, your last month before divorcing, you both will act like that last month was the first month of your marriage, when things were right. You will act as if there isn’t a divorce, just like how you used to be.

“Just one month. That’s all I want. At the end of 30 days, I’ll sign it.”

To be honest, he was looking at you as if you had grown three heads. “y/n, one month is not going to fix what is broken.”

You shook your head. It would be a dream if that could happen, but you knew reality better than that. “That isn’t what I want. I just want closure so I could remember the end as happy.”

Even if it wasn’t real, at least to pretend to love me for one last time.

That’s what you really wanted to say, but it sounded too pitiful coming from you who was basically asking him to play husband for one last time. At least for one month, you'd receive the love that was once lost; even if it wasn't real.

After a drawn-out moment of silence, Namjoon met your eyes. “Okay, I’ll do it.”

“I have one more request. Every day, carry me to bed for this last month.”

It received another strange look, but he nodded. You honestly didn’t think he would have agreed and in some time, you would have signed the papers regardless.

That very day started the 30 days and you were beginning to think it was an extremely terrible idea.

Namjoon forced everything he did that day with you. It was as if you were both strangers, he didn’t know what to say to you when you ate dinner, leading the air to hang in thick silence and the worst came when he had to carry you to bed.

You were both sitting on the sofa. “Do you want me to stand? Would that be easier?”

To be honest, despite the divorce lingering in the air, the entire situation was quite humorous.

He shook his head and turned towards you. He bent down to slide an arm behind your knees and another arm behind your back.

“Hold on or I’m gonna drop you,” he half-joked with a quiet chuckle.

You obliged and looped your arms around his neck. “You’re out of practice,” you joked back.

Unfortunately, the words didn’t sit well and Namjoon answered back in a still tone. “I suppose I am.” With that, he moved towards the bedroom and gently placed you onto the bed.

He disappeared into the attached bathroom and reappeared moments later, dropping onto the bed beside you.

You supposed sleeping in the same bed every night was also a part of becoming a husband again. As much as you wanted to ask for more, asking for something like him sleeping with you in his arms would just be ridiculous.

When the one week mark rolled around, the routine wasn’t as awkward as the earlier days. This morning, Namjoon woke up before you and snuck out of the room.

When you woke up, you were surprised it was by his hand gently shaking you and the first thing you smelled was coffee.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” his lips curved into a smile and he offered the mug of coffee towards you.

“Coffee? For me?” You were still in your sleepy state, sitting up, and blinking a couple of times to adjust yourself to the situation.

“Coffee in bed, for the both of us,” he added and handed you the mug.

It was warm in your hands. You took a sip; you had not had his coffee in nearly half a year.

Namjoon walked around to his side and slipped in next to you leaning on the headboard. “I suppose it is fair that we have coffee in bed for these couple of weeks since we used to do it all the time.”

You knew what he was really trying to say behind those words.

Yes, you used to have coffee in bed every morning for as many mornings that would allow between both of your work schedules. The real meaning was when he used to wake you up every morning with a hot cup of coffee. He did that and he did it every morning, never missing one.

When you went on vacation or stayed away from home, he found a way to get instant coffee or bought coffee from any shops nearby to surprise you in the morning.

You nodded. “Thank you, by the way.”

“Yeah, I forgot how nice this used to be.”

He thought you were referring to the coffee. You shook your head. “Thank you for the coffee, but thank you for agreeing to do this. I know it’s kinda ridiculous and you might think I’m trying to make you love me again, but it’s not really my intention.” I don’t think that’ll happen anyway.

“I just wanted a nice conclusion you know? That we both said a proper goodbye and remembered the good things better, fresh in our mind, instead of the bad things.” You took another sip of coffee.

“If I’m being honest, I’m glad you chose to do this,” he mused.

While other people liked to spill feelings and nonsensical thoughts over wine or alcohol, you both liked your mornings with coffee in bed better. The comfort of warm sheets and a nice mug of coffee brought peacefulness to your minds. You didn’t mind sharing your thoughts with him and he didn’t mind sharing his thoughts with you.

Guess that was one thing that had never changed.

It was the weekend and that meant your days off. It also meant Namjoon’s days off if there wasn’t anything on his schedule.

Weekends you both had found were the hardest in all of the days of the week to spend with each other. During workdays, it would be a simple dinner, a couple of hours of watching T.V. or spare time, and then off to bed. You really only spent a couple of hours together for the weekdays.

For weekends, it meant the entire day that you had to spend with each other.

At least it was the middle of the month and you were set to do many tasks including laundry from the past week, cleaning the entire house, and shopping for the next two weeks of groceries and other things that you were out of.

“I’ve got some errands today. I mean, you could come with or just do something by yourself.” You swiped through shirts in your closet and chose one.

He was sitting in the bed behind you as you pulled on the shirt you’d wear out.

“Joon? Got an answer?” You began to button your shirt.

“I’ll come with,” he offered, though it took him a seriously long time to answer such a simple question.

No, he had been too distracted, watching you and you noticed realizing that it had been months since he had seen that much of you.

“It’s not something you hadn’t seen before,” you teased. “Or touched.” Which prompted his face to turn a shade of red.

“Groceries!” He attempted to diffuse his own humiliation with a laugh and darted towards the front door.

You realized the intimacy in your marriage had been missing for a long time. You missed the intimacy of Namjoon loving you and all of you. He made you feel confident in your own body when he used to remind you how much he loved every inch of you.

You shook your head and followed him to the door. Now was not the time to be bringing up things you might begin to long for when the divorce was still on the table.

All the while driving to the store, you had the urge to reach over and grab his hand, but you refrained.

Shopping with someone other than yourself proved to be another thing that had gone in your marriage. Groceries on the weekend used to be a two-person job.

It was nice to have someone push the cart behind you while you went searching through every aisle for the items on your list. It was amusing to see the spark in Namjoon’s eyes when you went into the snack aisle and him wanting to fill the rest of the cart with snacks.

“We can’t survive off snacks!” You began to laugh as he swiped numerous items from the shelves.

It felt normal today. It felt normal because this day wasn’t forced. Namjoon didn’t force himself to be your husband again; he naturally began to fill the role.

At the beginning of the 30 days, you almost signed the papers and escaped your own terms. The awkwardness that was yet to overcome was almost unbearable, but falling into this old routine became normal again.

You wanted a conclusion, to end this happy and full of good memories. Instead, you were a dog that was being led on, treat after treat, and you didn’t want this to end. You came to realize you missed all the things that used to be every day in your life. You came to realize that you wanted this so much that you made this ridiculous deal up so you could get it again.

30 days later, you felt the dread of 12 PM hitting the following day. What you had feared had happened: you didn’t want to let it go.

However, at 12 PM, you would take a pen and sign those lines on the divorce papers as promised. It was only fair for you to complete your end of the deal.

Thankfully, the one thing that could potentially have you unraveled completely didn’t occur.

Thankfully, Kim Namjoon had not kissed you.

“Ready for bed?” You attempted to muster a smile.

Namjoon had not shown any sign of dejection for the impending date. He only continued to work towards completing his part of the deal of being your husband again.

“Yeah,” his lips curved slightly as he approached you.

His arms were quick to slide behind you and your knees and pick you up from the ground.

“At least you’re not as bad as before when we started this,” you joked.

Namjoon released a chuckle, throwing his head back slightly. You joined him, releasing a small laugh yourself.

He hasn’t moved yet. After silence settled, he took steps towards the bedroom.

Each step felt like they were taking longer than before, but you weren’t sure if it was just in your head. You subconsciously let your arm fall onto his chest, wanting to be closer if it was even possible with him practically carrying you.

You breathed in a deep breath and noted to remember the way he smelled, a lingering scent of his cologne, the laundry detergent that you used to wash your clothes, and… peaches?

“Did you use my body wash?” You rose your head to look at him and realize that you stopped moving. Turning your head, you were met with your bed and you waited for Namjoon to place you down.

Except he didn’t budge.

“Aren’t you gonna put me down?” You asked with slight humor in your tone after he didn’t move for another minute. You placed a gentle hand onto his shoulder to grasp his attention.

“I don’t want to.” He spoke so quietly that the words were barely audible to you.

You felt a frown tug on your lips. “What’s wrong?”

Instead of responding or repeating himself, he shook his head as if to get rid of whatever was lingering in his mind. He gently placed you onto the bed, but when he was leaning down to remove his arms, he lingered for a second longer.

He wanted this closeness. He shifted his eyes to you and the confusion knitted on your features at his strange actions tonight.

He disregarded your confusion and allowed him to truly see you for the first time in a long time. As his eyes roamed your face, he remembered how beautiful the girl he fought for so hard was.

He remembered your eyes that were always bright like stars reminding him to be hopeful and find the best in anything. He remembered that he hated it when he saw tears in those beautiful eyes because they would dull with the tears washing out any ounce of happiness. He remembered that he was someone who made you cry like that.

His eyes flitted to your lips and remembered the feeling of kissing them. Most importantly, he remembered the way they moved when you spoke or curved into the most beautiful smiles that anyone who saw them might be charmed. He remembered he fell for that smile.

He remembered the curves of your face and how bare the side of your face looked right now because he was used to having his hands caress that exact spot. He wanted to do it right now and subconsciously, he did. His hand raised in the slowest motion and you didn’t stop him when they gently caressed your face.

You didn’t stop yourself from leaning into his touch even though you know you shouldn’t. He was just having a moment and you didn’t want to believe it was anything more than that.

This was a level of intimacy he had not felt in a while and he came to the conclusion that he was partially to blame. 30 days of trying even if it was pretending in the beginning, it made him feel again. Pretending brought back memories, actions like riding a bike, ones that you didn’t use in a while, but they were built in.

Along the way, he realized one of the faults was that he stopped trying. He stopped giving and kept taking. At the same time, it led him to lose the feelings that came with giving.

Taking gets too boring after a while.

He took advantage of the term marriage. He got too comfortable.

“Joon?”

He moved slightly as if you reeled him out of his thoughts once again. You wished you knew what he was thinking.

Instead, he leaned his head towards yours. You stayed frozen; he was not about to do what you least wanted.

He did; he did the one thing that would release you of any control you had over the situation.

His lips were on yours.

He didn’t hold back the emotions that he no longer kept a chain on and deepened the kiss.

It felt like poison yet if the kiss was poison, you wanted to get drunk on it. You lost control over yourself for a second, kissing back and having your hands grasping his hair and sliding down his neck and his back. The feeling that your fingers had longed for and the lips you longed to feel against your own.

Then the leash came back.

You pulled away quickly out of his hold. Shame caught a hold of you and you frowned. Honestly, you were angry. Angry that he would mess with you like that. “Don’t kiss me like that. No, don’t kiss me at all.”

He ducked his head as if just realizing how far his emotions took him. “I’m sorry.”

You wanted to ask him why he was doing this. You want to know if your own hope was fulfilled; you bit your lip to stop the questions from surfacing.

You didn’t want empty hope. It was better to let curiosity be.

Instead, you just slipped the covers over you and turned away from him.

You were already awake when Namjoon brought your coffee the next morning.

It was silent, but not like before. The silence had weight.

“You don’t want to sign it,” he spoke beside you.

“Do you want the truth or something to make you feel better?” You didn’t want to make it sound so harsh, but your words had a bite to them.

“I think the truth and what I want to hear to make me feel better would be the same,” he said, nothing but honesty in his tone.

You didn’t like that he was using riddles. They only made you feel hopeful he wanted the same as you, but he was too scared to admit it.

“What would that be?” You questioned. You wanted to hear him say it.

“That you don’t want to sign it. That after 30 days, you found that this was not a worthy conclusion. That this was not something that put your feelings to rest,” he said. “That you still feel something after this month.”

“You’re right. All of it.” But you couldn’t bring it in you to turn your head to show the truth in your eyes. You were leaving your feelings vulnerable and for all you knew, he could be playing a cruel joke.

“y/n, I don’t want the divorce.”

To hear him say it, you didn’t know why you felt anger rising within you. He was the want who wanted this. He was the one who put you through months of hell and self-doubt that you weren’t good enough and brought divorce onto the table.

The remaining love you nurtured the past month was like cold water splashing onto the fury you felt.

“You’re the one who wanted it in the first place,” bitter. Now you really couldn’t look him in the eyes.

“And it’s my fault. In 30 days I realized I still love you and I let that slip from me.” Namjoon knew that whatever he wanted to say, they would never be good in words, but he was willing to try.

You were conflicted because the work of trying to bring yourself to face the fact that you were going to divorce the one person in the world you would never, was being shattered by this decision he came to face.

You were prepared to give up some of your happiness and out of love, give him freedom and happiness. You didn’t want him trapped in this marriage even if you still loved him.

Now he wanted to stay.

But you wanted him to stay. After 30 days, you’ve come to remember the feeling of being loved again and giving love. You didn’t want to let that go.

You didn’t realize opposing thoughts ripping through your mind made your heart ache so. It was crumbling within your chest.

“I’m sorry,” Namjoon’s voice was weak. He didn’t know if even he would forgive himself for having brought up something like divorce only to take it back. “I know I stopped trying and I know I put you through hell, but,” he paused because you reached under the blanket to grasp his hand.

He was asking for a second chance to start over and you were willing to give it.

“We can try,” you said. For the first time in this conversation, you brought your eyes to meet his with confirmation in them.

It was something that wasn’t nothing. Of course, you wanted to give it to him. You just had to tread on the thin sheet of trust you had for him now and hope it wouldn’t break below you as he slowly worked to bring that trust back again.

Namjoon knew he would have a lot of work to bring things back to what once was if it was even possible.

Subsequently, that afternoon, the divorce papers were shredded and you both began to try once again to fix your marriage. This time, both parties were aiming for the same goal.

a/n

i don’t know how to feel about this one guys, is it angsty enough lol? 

yours truly, Selene ♡

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17 w/ Gavin? 💜

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Gavin (MLQC) - Prompt #17 - “You know what? Shut up. Kiss me.”

You woke up peacefully on Friday morning. You heard the birds chirping as the sun sent its rays through the shades on your window, a good morning of sorts, you thought to yourself. Your eyes adjusted to properly see those warm rays, reminding you of the one thing wrong with this otherwise serene morning. Gavin was not there. Of course, you didn’t expect him to be, as many times as you’d wished to wake up and see him lying right next to you, you thought it could never happen. You’d never told your high school crush how you felt, you were too scared to ruin your friendship because, after all, Gavin was your best friend. He was the one who looked out for you, he was the one who brought you soup when you were sick, he was the one who sat through hours of rom-coms when you were heartbroken, he was the one who made you feel like a silly teenager again and it was just like flying up in the air with him. It was peace being with him and you dared not do anything that could disrupt that. 

*DING* 

Your phone went off and speak of the devil. It was a text from him. And then it went off again… and again? you picked it up to see just what he was going on about. 

“Goog Morning MC!”

“wait, no, Good Moming MC!”

“G O O D  M O R N I N G!”

“There, I typed it perfevtly”

“fuck.”

You couldn’t help but giggle to yourself, this man can’t cease to be adorable. Then the smile faded from your face as you read his last message

“I want to see yuu today, let’s spend the day togethrr.” 

Though you should’ve been happy, you knew what that text meant, despite its quite adorable typo, it made you feel sad. It meant that Gavin would be going on a mission soon, a long mission. You’d received it twice before and you hadn’t the heart reveal to Gavin that you’d figured out that it meant he was going to be leaving for a long time. You messaged him, 

“LOL Good Morning! :3 Sure thing, of course I’d want to spend the day together!” 

You rolled out of bed to get ready for the day. As you turned the shower on and got ready to get in, you had nagging thoughts about telling Gavin what you really felt for him. You’ve thought this over many, many times and you’d always tell yourself that you’d get around to it someday. The warm water cascaded down you like summer rain and then you paused. You were frozen in time as it crept into your mind – what if someday is too late? Your eyes burned, you didn’t know if it was tears or shampoo. No, don’t think like that, MC. But you couldn’t stop this train of thought from veering off track and crashing into your heart. 

You spent the rest of your time getting ready trying to relax. You didn’t want to show him how worried you were, you didn’t want him to feel bad for just doing his job. As you finished your makeup with your favorite lip-gloss, the doorbell rang. 

You opened the door for Gavin and he smiled like the sun.

“Hey, I got you some coffee.”

You looked at him worriedly, 

“Gavin, what happened to your face why do you have a bandage on your eyebrow and your lip?”

His smile faded just a little bit before he brought it right back. He didn’t want to see you worried either. 

“It’s just a scratch, okay?” His tender tone and that sincere look in his eyes made your heart melt. When will he learn that he needs to protect himself just as much as he protects you?

You sigh, “okay, come on in and let me re-bandage that eyebrow, you’ve miraculously put the bandage on wrong,” you snicker to yourself and just before you turn away you catch a smile creep onto Gavin’s lips, and this smile, unlike before, was genuine. A sight that you cherished and wished to see more of.

“Have a seat on the couch I’ll grab the first aid kit from the closet.” And off you went, leaving him with a polite smile. 

When you left the living room, Gavin put his head in his hands. How was he supposed to tell you yet again that he was going on a long mission? He didn’t want to see that look on your face again. The look that silently plead for him to not leave your side. If only you knew how much he’d wished for the same thing, how many sleepless nights he’s worried about you, wondering if you’re safe, wishing he could just be there by your side to know you’re not only safe, but safe in his arms. He sighed and leaned back into the couch. You re-emerged from your room with the first aid kit and sat next to him.

“Turn your face to me,” you said moving your hand to guide his chin to you. He blushed at your touch and almost reached his own hand to touch yours, but he couldn’t do it. You took off the bandage on his eyebrow and he winced when you applied the alcohol pad to his skin. 

“Sorry, Gavin.”

He smiled at you, “It’s okay.”

You were silent while putting the bandage on him. You still had that lingering feeling of sadness knowing that you wouldn’t be able to see him for a while. He must’ve noticed the look on your face because he broke the silence, saying, 

“MC, I have to tell you something…”

“I know,” you said bluntly, “you’re going away on a mission.”

He was taken aback by your quick response.

“I- I’m sorry…” He didn’t know what else to say. 

You scoffed, you didn’t mean to but your emotions were coming to a boiling point. He was sorry? That’s all he could say when he possibly wouldn’t come back? How were you supposed to respond? 

“You know, it is my job, so I can’t not go on this mission, MC. Again, I’m sorry that I have to leave but I can’t just skip out.”

Oh, now he’d done it. Both of you were very emotional to begin with, and him having to leave only added to that and now you were scoffing at him and he was making a blunt reply. It didn’t matter that he had to go, it didn’t matter that you knew he was genuinely sorry, it didn’t matter that you knew none of this was his fault, you just couldn’t help getting angry as the sadness and frustration mixed together inside of you. You couldn’t help but release these feelings. 

“I never said you should skip out,” you said in a not so nice tone. 

He sighed, “It feels like you imply that every time I get sent on a mission and you know I can’t do anything about that.” He raised his voice slightly. You couldn’t stand how you felt, how you were going to feel when he left.

“Gavin, I just don’t want you to get hurt!” you shouted at him.

“Surprise surprise, I don’t want to get hurt either! But if it means protecting you then-”

“Then what? You don’t care if you get hurt? You don’t care if you end up dying trying to protect me?”

His face softened as you spoke, tears rolling out of your eyes. 

“Of course I care about that, I-”

Without thinking, you cut him off, “Gavin I love you.” You knew that if you didn’t say it, you might never get the chance to. Gavin had a look of pure shock on his face, the girl of his dreams just said that she loved him, so why couldn’t he speak, why couldn’t he say ‘I love you too’? His silence told you that the feelings were not reciprocated, so what do you do now? You quickly realized what you said and you stuttered, not knowing how to remedy the situation,

“I mean, I- I- I mean I care about you and- and I- I-”

“You know what? Shut up. Kiss me.” He said as he pulled you in close, the heat of his lips smashing against yours in the throws of passion made you gasp. He pulled away, a blushing mess, neither of you could believe he’d just done that! Without a second thought you pulled him back to you, kissing him tenderly, both of you saying “I love you” without words and meaning it more than anything in the world. The two of you spent the dimming day together. Even though your heart ached at the thought of him leaving, your mind was at ease. No matter what happened, he would know that you loved him and you would know that he loved you.

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Tomura  Shigaraki X FEM! Reader: SFW Alphabet

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A = Attractive (what do they find attractive about you?)

·       How much you care for him even though you know what he has done.

·       You don’t care at all about his past, you care about who he is now.

B = Baby (do they want a family with you?)

·       He would love to but he is so scared to touch you.

·       He wouldn’t want to relive his childhood again and he wouldn’t want you or his children to go through what he went through.

C = Cuddles (how do they like to cuddle or be cuddled?)

·       He doesn’t like cuddles unless he is sure there is no way he can hurt you.

·       If he is all safe and secure he likes to sit up against the headboard of the bed where you can either cuddle up to his chest and move with his breathing or you can rest your head in his lap.

D = Dates (where do you often go for a date?)

·       You try to go out often together, whether it be going for a quick walk or going out to get something somewhere for the league.

·       But he does try and make it special every now and then by taking you out someplace where you can sit in private with him and have lunch.

E = Everything (you are my everything)

·       You are the only thing good left in his life that he hasn’t destroyed yet.

·       You mean the world to him.

F = Feelings (how did they know they liked you?)

·       He didn’t really even notice you at the start, but the more you came over, he noticed all the little things that you were doing for him.

·       He noticed these things more and more and finally he told you that he knew what you were doing. He told you that after what he has done he didn’t deserve this type of kindness, but you said that you didn’t care about his past.

G = Gentle (are they gentle with you?)

·       Extremely.

·       With his quirk he has to be gentle with you; if he so much as made even one mistake he wouldn’t know how he would live with himself.

H = Hands (are they into holding hands?)

·       Not really. He can’t afford to make a mistake with you.

·       He does, however, let you wrap your arms around his upper arm and he lets you walk close to him.

I = Impression (what was their first impression of you?)

·       He didn’t really care for you, to him you were just another tool for the league, but as you showed him the more compassionate side of yourself he got attached to you.

J = Jealousy (do they get jealous?)

·       He does get jealous but he tends to keep it inside more often that tell you about it, so people often end up burnt before you even know how to tell him you are only interested in him.

K = Kiss (how do they kiss you?)

·       Most of the time it is soft kisses to steal the gloss right off of your lips. He likes the taste of it as well as the feel of it on his lips.

·       When you are in need of it he can kiss you rough, and ever since you have started making out with Tomura you have noticed that his lips are slowly getting less chapped.

L = Love (who said it first?)

·       You said it first to him.

·       You told him that despite his past, and despite his power, and despite anything that might happen in the future, you love him now, forever, and past that day when forever has come.

M = Memory (what’s their favorite memory with you?)

·       His favorite memory by far is when you told him that you loved him.

·       He was blushing when you said that and he had no control over it.

N = Nurture (do they spoil and look after you?)

·       He tries to look after you to the best of his abilities but it does get rather hard for Tomura.

O = Outfit (do they like it when you get dressed up for them?)

·       This crusty son of a bitch would probably spend a whole week in the same clothes.

·       Why would you think what you wear would matter to him?

P = Pet Names (what do they call you?)

·        He is not really one to go for the pet names per se, but he does make an effort to get used to them for you. He mostly likes to call you Precious.

Q = Queen (who’s superior?)

·       Being the boss of the league you would think that he is the leader in this relationship but really…

·       He loves you too much so really you are the queen of this relationship.

R = Rainy Day (what do you two like to do on a rainy day?)

·       Whenever it is raining you two like to stay inside and enjoy yourselves.

·       Tomura really likes the sound of the rain when it hits the windows, so you can often find him sitting on the floor of your room by your window so he can listen to the rain and try and calm himself down.

S = Sad (how do they cheer you up?)

·       He has come to know that whenever you are sad all you really need is to be held.

·       He has hated it but he’s learned to not be afraid of touching you every now and again; he would hate to lose you… but right now you need him, and that’s all that matters.

T = Talking (what do they like to talk about?)

·       Knowing that he hasn’t had the best childhood, you two often get caught up in what you wished your childhoods had been like.

·       Talking about how you could have gone to so many places and done so many different things there, and how you still wanted to do those things even though you were all grown up now, because you felt like you missed out on them as a child.

U = Useful (are they helpful around the house/apartment?)

·       He tries to be, he does. He has learned that he has to make sure that not all of his fingers are touching something over the years but he gets so relaxed with you that sometimes it isn’t uncommon that you need to sweep the floors again every now and then.

V = Verbs (how do they describe you to everyone else?)

·       You are the one thing in this world that he doesn’t want to destroy.

W = Wedding (when, how, where do they propose?)

·       This bitch accidentally turned the ring to dust when he was practicing in the mirror.

·       Shamefully, he tells you what happened and you accept his proposal with tears of laughter and joy.

X = Xylophone (do they play any instruments ?)

·       With that quirk?

·       No.

Y = Yours (do they get protective over you?)

·       Yes, and there is no doubt about it.

·       He has a rather hard time controlling his emotions but that also comes with a hard time hiding his emotions, so you can often tell when he is getting annoyed or jealous.

Z = Zoo (are they a fan of pets?)

·       Yeah… it’s a strong pass on that one.

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Out of My League (Midoriya Izuku X Reader X Bakugou Katsuki) PART 5

PART 5 to:  https://ice-cream-kitsunegirl.tumblr.com/post/189980977299/out-of-my-league-midoriya-izuku-x-reader-x

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Clarifications:

(F/C): Favorite Color (H/C): Hair Color (E/C): Eye Color

Summary: You prepare yourself for the dance, and Izuku is nervous as hell...

She comes to speak to me I freeze immediately 'Cause what she says sounds so unreal...

‘She’s So High’- Tal Bachman

THE OTHER DAY…

‘Hey. I know I acted like a gloomy doofus yesterday, but I still do wanna go to the dance with you. So… we’ll meet here? At the front of the school building?’

Izuku gasped sharply and loudly, hand coming to his mouth to cover any scream that wanted to leave him, and he called himself an idiot before texting back ‘Yes! Yes! We’ll meet here! Can’t wait!’ That came off a bit more excited than he hoped but he couldn’t help it, you still wanted to go to the dance?! He was so happy! Oh my God he was still going to the dance with you, he almost forgot about that…

Oh my God he almost forgot about that and now he had to learn how to dance! And fast!!

And unbeknownst to him, you were thinking the exact same thing as you stood in your room and put on several Youtube videos to learn all these cool dances. You were clumsy doing it but you kept at it so you could actually try to do something like dancing for tomorrow night…

Afterwards you made sure to shave everything, well, legs and pits at least. You’d let the forest reclaim the lands AFTER the dance, but for today and tomorrow, your legs and pits would have to be bare and maybe a little shiny.

THE DAY OF THE DANCE…

This was it. You were scared as hell as you anxiously sat in the seat of your mother’s car and double checked everything. Your legs and pits were shaven and soft with lotion you vigorously rubbed onto your skin, your teeth were brushed too but you still chewed some gum so it didn’t smell. And you wore extra deodorant and perfume so your body didn’t smell the way it usually did either.

Lastly, you made sure that this dress you chose wasn’t all messed up after you got your hair done at that place Midnight suggested and also had your nails all polished up. Looking at yourself in the mirror shocked you, lips shiny with gloss and eyes covered with that mascara stuff but it wasn’t like it was overdone. No you only had a minimal amount of make-up done because it wasn’t something you were used to but you could still see a little bit of a difference?

It was strange but at the same time you thought you actually looked kinda good. Especially now that you saw all of yourself in the mirror in your dress, your shoes, this weird purse that your mom gave you. It was kinda weird and yet weirdly exciting too. You felt like one of those princesses in those movies where the princesses were getting ready for the ball.

And you felt like surprising everyone too to let them all see their frumpy classmate all dressed up, because you were living for it as your happy mother drove you to the front of UA. “Have fun~! Please ask Inko-chan to take a picture of you and Izuku-kun!” She chimed and you perked up in shock, why did she mention Izuku’s mom?

Oh my God she wasn’t there was she…?

NOT FAR AWAY…

“M-Mom…! P-Please y-you really don’t…” Izuku was already blushing quite heavily as his mother did his tie for him, so she could take yet another picture of him. Oh my God his mother was at school with him, and his classmates were there and he could hear some of the females like Hagakure and Yaoyorozu cooing at how cute it was, while Aoyama, Tokoyami, Kouda and Ojiro glanced at him sympathetically before they went inside.

He was already nervous as hell and sweating bullets that he needed extra anti-perspirant. His teeth were brushed and everything, and he was starting to hate himself for not brushing his hair more. Even though that’s the way it was, naturally curly and yet still he wished it was a little straighter because he wanted this night to be perfect. You deserved perfect.

“I’m sorry Izuku! But I couldn’t resist! It’s your first dance with your first date!” However, Inko almost pretended to be oblivious to the fact that her son turned even redder the second the word ‘date’ came up in front of all his friends.

“D-Date?! N-No! No t-t-that’s not… I-It isn’t…” He stammered quite badly, even though he was starting to wonder, was this a date? No he couldn’t think that, he was just taking his friend out to the dance because you asked him out and he WANTED to go with you. His friend asked him out, he was NOT going to get over that…

“I-It can’t be I mean… no we’re just… f-friends…” Still, Izuku convinced himself that this was just a dance, because he still believed that you were way out of his league and he felt so lucky that you asked him out and that he would have this dance with you. Someone he thought was amazing, powerful and so…

“She’s beautiful…” Inko didn’t mean to ignore her son, but the second she saw the person he was going with she paused as soon as she saw you. And Izuku perked up a little bit in confusion when he heard his mother, but he gasped outloud as soon as he saw what she was talking about, eyes going wide when he saw that it was you.

He swore Todoroki must have been around with his quirk because Izuku felt himself freeze the second he saw you coming over to him.

You were smiling bashfully in the (F/C) dress that was long and flowing with the night breeze; there was shorts underneath, almost like a romper but it didn’t deter from how elegant it made you look. (F/C) shoes clacked with the ground you walked on, and (H/C) hair looking so beautiful, shiny in it’s unusual style, high up and tied in contrast to how you normally wore it. Your (E/C) eyes seemed to sparkle a little more today and Izuku couldn’t help but notice, his flushed cheeks burning even hotter as he couldn’t help but admire the way you looked in that dress, his mother was far from wrong.

You WERE beautiful. You were so beautiful…

“Izuku…! Is that little (Y/N)-chan?!” But then his thoughts were broken when his mom recognized this lovely young woman as you, and he nodded slowly, “Y-Yes… yes it is… and… s-she is…” He clarified, and agreed with what his mom had said earlier, god you were so beautiful…

“U-Uhh H-Hi! Hi Mrs. Midoriya.” Your smile widened when you saw Izuku’s sweet little mother and she was more than excited to greet you again. “(Y/N)-chan! It’s so nice to see you again! Oh my goodness… y-you… you’ve grown so much!” She remembered you as Izuku’s good friend, you were a sweet girl, definitely had that charm to you, and so it surprised her to see you looking… like an adult.

“Y-Yeah…! Haha… I uh… still can’t believe I’m here… but if there’s one person I wanted to ask out to this thing… it was Izuku. He’s… been my friend forever… and I wanted to dance with him.” You said somewhat shyly but sincerely as Izuku’s face somehow turned even redder.

“A-Ahhhh…! T-Th… T-Thank you (Y/N)… o-oh my God… I-I…I-I’m so g-glad that… y-you asked me out… I-I… n-n-never thought I would… g-get to go to… o-one of these things… b-but… t-thank you (Y/N)…” Poor Izuku could barely speak he was so flustered, still so awed seeing you looking so regal and so powerful. How and why you asked him out to this dance he’ll never know.

“Y-Yeah… y-you… you’re welcome Izuku. I’m… really happy to be here.” You said with a warm smile, which made Inko smile. But then she started to tear up when this made her realize that her son was all grown up, because just not long ago she remembered you and Izuku playing together, the two of you were so tiny and now you were going to a dance…

You were always so good and so sweet to her boy…

“Thank you (Y/N)-chan!! For being so good to my Izuku!!” She promptly burst into tears as you and Izuku both jumped and started to freak out a little bit when the poor woman started crying. “M-Mom! Mom it’s okay…! D-Don’t cry…!”

“M-Mrs. Midoriya…! R-Really it’s no problem! Of course!” Still, you and Izuku smiled and comforted the emotional woman and she did calm down… albeit purely for the sake to take at least 20 pictures of her son with you.

‘She bounced back fast…’ You thought in amusement as you stood with Izuku, hand in his as he was still blushing darkly and looking hella embarrassed when his mom kept taking picture after picture. “Mom I-I think that’s…”

“Oh just one more! It’s your first dance!!” She chirped as you giggled and kinda helped her by putting your head on Izuku’s shoulder and he nearly screamed and you swore he was going to faint when you hugged his arm and Inko took even MORE pictures.

“O-Okay I think…” Izuku felt bad for wanting to make his mother stop but this was getting embarrassing, “C’mon Izuku… put your arm around me, for your mom.” However, you convinced him to let her take one more picture as Izuku’s body trembled and his eyes went wide.

He wasn’t unfamiliar with being hugged, but it still made him incredibly anxious. At least until you smiled at him, oh God that didn’t help you were too beautiful. “It’s okay… just like this.” But your words and gentle touches somehow allowed him to calm down long enough as he swallowed hard and found his arm around you.

He tried to will himself to not blush any darker when he could hear his mother squeal as she took at least 10 pictures of that and you had to try not to laugh at how endearing she was. “Okay, okay! Thank you! I think I took plenty… have fun you two~!” Although she wanted to take a little bit more pictures of her son actually dancing with you, she decided to give her flustered boy a break so you and him could actually go into the building.

“W-We will mom…!”

“Oh we totally will!”

The two of you waved at the women before Izuku decided that now was a good time to go in, he’s seen this in movies before where the guy offers his arm out to the girl but he felt so shy and so anxious about doing so. He shakily brought his arm out for you to take, which you were more than happy to as you giggled.

“Goodness aren’t you a gentleman?” You asked him somewhat playfully as he started to stutter and blush quite heavily again, his face was so bright red you thought it was adorable and just wanted to kiss it all over.

“I-I uh… w-well u-um… I-I… h-hope so…” He admitted, although he didn’t want to brag and say he considered himself a gentleman because his mother DID raise a gentleman after all. However, he knew that you deserved just that, a gentleman.

“You are Izuku… obviously. Your mom is so sweet it’s only normal that her baby boy is just as sweet.” You smirked and teased him a little more as he perked up in embarrassment, “(Y/N)…! Don’t say that…!” He kind of whined when you called him a ‘baby boy’ and you just smiled and laughed, hugging his arm as his already flushed cheeks further reddened.

“That’s a good thing though… it’s why I asked you out.” You said rather fondly and this somewhat calmed the boy down a little bit, even though it still shocked him, it also made him really happy as he was able to smile at you. “I’m… glad (Y/N). I didn’t think I wanted to ever go to one of these things until… well… until you asked me out and I thought that maybe it’d be fun, because I’d actually get to go with someone I… trust.” He couldn’t bring himself to say ‘like’ because… for one he was already blushing just thinking about saying it, and on top of that, he didn’t want to just ruin everything by saying he liked you.

Even though he did, he really liked you, and deep down, he always has…

“Yeah… me too.” Nodding in agreement you and Izuku smiled at each other as you couldn’t help but admire all of these silly decorations, “Hee-hee… I’m almost thinking about going to Mcdonalds after this or something… what do you think Izuku? Wanna go someplace after this, maybe ice cream?” It was so awkward you had to say something that sounded like you and it actually made Izuku feel a little bit more at ease as he almost giggled.

“Sure! I think that’d be a good idea…” He was more than happy to accept that, if it meant getting to spend more time with you, then he’d go with you anywhere and even take you anywhere.

INSIDE THE GYM…

“What the fuck am I even doing here?”

Was all Bakugo could ask himself as he glowered at this entire fucking place with it’s annoyingly bright music and corny music. Who the hell was in charge of the music? And why the hell did they let Kaminari choose some songs?

Then again, some of these dumb old songs also sounded like songs you listened to. Bakugo knew of your taste in music, frankly he thought your taste in music sucked, but that was just you. And this theme, good God this fucking theme, it was definitely something you chose and he couldn’t believe it won.

Yet, he was almost bummed that you couldn’t even be here to see it. He knew how much you loved this dumb show, and he had to admit, it was cool. Those three dragons were fucking awesome. Dammit, you weren’t here…

He almost didn’t expect you to be here though, not after you were feeling too miserable to even get up out of your room. Although, Kirishima and Mina did tell him that you were feeling better. He wanted to go and see if you were all right, but he was also still kind of mad at you for going off on him the other day. Even though you had every right to, Bakugo was well aware that he wasn’t a good friend to you all those years. He wanted to apologize, but his damn pride kept him from doing just that…

Maybe he just leave, this dance wasn’t even fun or even getting close to anything resembling fun. He only came because Kirishima and Kaminari annoyed him into going.

“Aww c’mon man, it just started!” Kirishima tried to get his friend to stick around just a little bit longer, since they literally just got here.

“Well it fucking sucks already! What the hell kind of dance is this supposed to be?!” The theme was the only good part, but he didn’t want to admit that he wasn’t having fun because he was still not all happy because of everything that’s been going on with you and him. Kirishima knew though, so he smiled at his friend because he knew you were coming.

He just didn’t know that you asked someone else to dance.

“Give it a chance! I mean… it’s just getting’ started, the music and the girls are coming~.” Kaminari tried to tease him, but Bakugo could care less about the girls. All except for one, and he was certain that one wasn’t even coming. Dances weren’t your thing.

Dances weren’t his thing either. He thought they were a waste of time and still didn’t see the point of them. Sure he was cool enough to go to them, and anyone else who tried to ask him out was always rejected. Some were too scared to even ask him even if they wanted to, but you were somehow brave enough to, even when he rejected you.

Bakugo would never admit it, but he felt bad for you. Not just for the video, but for everything. All he’d done in the past, how he rejected you like that before the Sadie Hawkins dance, and the fact that you probably weren’t even coming because again, dances weren’t your thing. And he had no doubts that you didn’t ask anyone out because you were way too shy to do that, so he thought.

“Oh my God, who cares?!” He shouted angrily at his two dumb friends, much to Sero’s amusement as he tried to not laugh at his friends’ expense.

“Sheesh… someone’s got a wedgie or something…” Sero commented on how extra cranky Bakugo was to Mina, but she didn’t seem to be paying attention as she had her eyes on something else. She looked surprised, even amazed as she saw you peeking from behind the entrance door.

“She looks beautiful…!” Mina finally spoke and Sero tried to see where she was looking and his eyes started to widen as he quietly said ‘oh…’ and caught the attention of Kirishima when he noticed his two friends looking quite surprised.

“Oh… wow… no kidding... she is...” Mina wasn’t kidding, Kirishima had his eyes on you, in that dress, your hair, your eyes… you were beautiful…

“Who?! Yaoyorozu, Uraraka?” Kaminari then giddily asked, obviously he was expecting two of the prettier girls but he got the shock (pun intended) of his life when he saw his friends all looking right at you. He’d never seen you look so… beautiful… wow… was that really you?

“Holy Shit... wow... um... I uh...” And now he was stuttering, as if it were the first time he’s noticed how pretty you looked, and it was...

“Tch…” Bakugo had no idea why all his dumb friends were dropping their jaws though, it’s not like any of these girls were goddesses or anything. They were pretty but why were they so awestruck…

"...?!" But then he gasped and his red eyes went wide when he finally turned to see what they were all looking at. And it was you, in your (F/C) dress, flowing and elegant with your hair all styled up as you walked inside slowly, somewhat anxiously but with a shy smile when some of your classmates waved at you with wide, amazed eyes.

Bakugo didn’t think he was capable of freezing, but he couldn’t move, at the moment he couldn’t move or do anything other than stare at how stunning you looked. Nothing else in the world existed, just you as he watched the way you walked, the way that you moved, the way that you smiled so bashfully as if you didn’t know how beautiful you were.

It was such a stark contrast to your usual self, all dressed down and not dolled up, a look Bakugo grew fond of because that was just how you were and he always secretly thought that it was endearing. Yet, he couldn’t help but admire and appreciate this princess-y version of you, you looked so lovely, so captivating that he couldn’t and he wouldn’t dare tear his gaze away from you, or the way that dress hugged your body without showing too much skin. No, it showed just the right amount, and you had such lovely skin, and a lovely body to go with it. He slapped his younger self for being a fucking moron, calling you gross and ugly. Hell no, you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life.

“Man... (L/N)’s a little hottie...” Kaminari thought outloud, a bit more shamelessly than he meant to come off as Sero nudged him a little bit, “Hehe okay... you’re not wrong, she’s... wow cute... real cute...” He said just a tad bit more respectfully, but then it was Kaminari’s turn to nudge him when they could clearly see Bakugo paying them no mind, just you...

“Someone’s got a crush~.” Mina whispered to the two of them, who started to snicker and nod in agreement. 

“What...?!” But then apparently they weren’t quiet enough as Bakugo shouted at them, and that was enough to make Sero and Kaminari nervously smile at him. “Hey it’s cool dude! I mean... it’s like I said (L/N) is cool! Sweet, funny and cute!” Kirishima was obviously stunned by how different and lovely you looked tonight, but at the same time, he knew you had a little something-something to you even before you got a little more dolled up.

And all those times Bakugo would yell at him for being stupid, because it was just his way of denying the fact that it was true. Kirishima was always right about you, he always thought you were cute, sweet and funny in your own weird way, but no there was no humanly way Bakugo could deny it...

“Go get her dude! You should ask her to dance!” Bakugo was so lost in your beauty that he almost didn’t hear Kirishima and the rest of his friends urging him to go try and make a move on you as Kaminari and Sero aided the redhead in cheering as they were giving him thumbs-up and chanting ‘Go get her!’ while Mina giggled and snuck away to go with the girls.

“Shut up you idiots!” Still he shouted at them because they weren’t really helping even though he was GOING to go and ask you to dance, somehow... but the last thing wanted was to get your attention by looking like an idiot.

One things for sure is that he wasn’t going to leave this dance now. No, Bakugo was going to dance with you tonight. He wanted to dance with you, and maybe even actually apologize for being such an asshole in the past. He was an idiot back then for saying that stupid shit, you were the only girl in the world to him, and you were the only girl in the world he wanted to dance with.

Finally he snapped himself out of it, and found it in him to move again as you finally seemed to notice him. God, he thought it was adorable when he saw pink coating your cheeks as you gave one of your typical crooked smiles and awkward little waves.

Bakugo didn’t get flustered, but somehow you managed to do just that as he tried to glare at you like always but couldn’t fight the blush heating his cheeks. It was you, why was he so nervous around you now? You were his friend weren’t you? It didn’t matter that you looked like some queen who was missing her crown…

Oh my God it did matter, you were beautiful all along and he needed to have you, he needed to dance with you.

He took the first step, the music doing nothing to aid him as it played one of those corny love songs from America that he remembered seeing once in this crappy rom-com with you, Deku and Deku’s mom for that matter when you were all really little.

'Cause she's so high High above me She's so lovely~

Annoyingly catchy, but absolutely perfect, because you were more beautiful than Aphrodite. Your smile outshined all the lights in this room and Bakugo forced himself to keep going to you despite all of these new nerves coursing through his veins.

But…

In his mind he swore the music STOPPED the second someone else walked in right besides you, no one else other than…

Deku...

Deku?!

Bakugo cringed and gasped, looking shocked, horrified and absolutely appalled when he saw you with, with… 

Deku?! 

Deku of all people?!

“Hee-hee…”

He heard you giggling. It wasn’t the first time he’s heard you giggle with Deku, and it wasn’t the first time it pissed him off either, but right now, it pissed him off even more than usual as he snarled and clenched his fists the second he saw that fucking Deku smiling that stupid smile at you. As you held onto his arm…

The blonde’s eyes further widened as he started to gasp once the realization hit him…

Deku was here with you. Deku was your date…

No fucking way…

He couldn’t have that, he couldn’t let Deku have you.

And he was glad that all the girls rushed over to you once they saw their last girl show up, dressed up so beautifully that they couldn’t help but fawn all over you.

“OMG~!! GIRL!! That dress is FIERCE!!”

“WOW!! (L/N)!! You... you look SO pretty!!”

“No kidding that dress is... WOW...”

“Wow, it’s really nice, and it’s your color too, amazing...”

“Oh my goodness! (L/N)!! You look so good!! You’re… beautiful…” Mina, Uraraka, Jirou, Tsuyu and especially Yaoyorozu approached you and Izuku once the two of you came in together and they had to praise you for how beautiful you looked.

“Aww thanks Momo!” You called her by her name with a big smile, her eyes sparkling with joy at how you dropped the formalities as a token of friendship, “Oh! And thanks for helping me with my boobs! I couldn’t have gotten this dress without your help!” You then chirped happily which made the guys in the vicinity, but especially Izuku and Bakugo all blush quite madly with wide eyes of shock at such a statement.

“Oh it’s no problem at all! I was happy to help!” She replied rather happily as you giggled, “That’s my girl~! You are looking FINE tonight just like I knew you would!!” Hagakure then had to compliment you on how amazing you looked as you smiled at the invisible girl.

“Thank you Tooru… you were right.” You giggled a little bit when she was giving you a look that you couldn’t see, but you knew she was making it and she was right to. Because she always believed in you and she was always urging you to be more confident, and now you were. You found it in you, it was always there, it just took a while to actually act on it.

No more hiding, you were ready to be you. This was your ultimate ‘This Is Me’ Camp Rock moment as you grinned at the way everything looked inside this place, so this is what a dance looked like. This was where you and Izuku were going to dance.

“Ooooh~. (L/N)! Are you and Midoriya… here together to dance?!” And Mina picked up on it, Hagakure always knew but this really shocked the other girls, especially Uraraka whose smile looked a little extra forced as soon as she heard this…

So Deku did have someone ask him out… in hindsight… it’s a good thing she couldn’t bring herself to ask him here…

“Hee-hee that’s right…” You said rather shyly as Izuku blushed a bright shade of red once it became more obvious and it served to piss off Bakugo even more as he couldn’t help but overhear you talking to the girls, “I didn’t think I’d have the balls to but… I did it…” Chuckling nervously you started to blush as badly as Izuku was.

“I’m still shocked that you said ‘yes’ to be honest Izuku…” You admitted with a smile, obviously still a little bit self-deprecating which made Izuku smile sadly at you, “You shouldn’t be shocked… of course I said yes. If there’s anyone in the world that I want to go to the dance with… it’s you (Y/N).” He said a little more confidently, and your blush darkened as your smile warmed.

“Aww… Izuku… haha well hey! Music’s gonna play, let’s get our groove on~!!” You exclaimed and shook your hips a little bit as Izuku perked up nervously, but excitedly too. All-Might taught him how to dance last-minute just yesterday so he had this!

“R-Right…!”

He exclaimed as you and he were oblivious to the way Bakugo was glaring at you when he saw you both going to the dance floor, and he didn’t hesitate to follow you both with a furious, determined glare.

He couldn't and wouldn't believe it. You asked fucking Deku to this dance?! That was NOT going to fly. If anyone was going to dance with you, it was going to be HIM.

Not Deku, HIM!

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Hey doll hey!!! How’s your day/night going? Great I hope. I had a pretty good day … but it’s night now here in Florida and I am starting to hurt pretty badly…. I think I over did it today.

I noticed that I haven’t done any Monthly Beauty Favorites so I thought I’d start a new series for this blog… hope you like it.

Before we start I just wanted to shade with you what I made for dinner tonight! I am so proud of myself. I’ve never made Salmon on my own… I always just order it from a restaurant… but with the national quarantine and all the sit down restaurants being closed I’ve had to step out of my  comfort zone and teach myself to cook things I normally would order out! so …. here it is …

Honey lemon Salmon and garlic butter and corn white rice. This dish was so sublime that I don’t think I’ll ever order Salmon when we go out to eat again!

Not all categories will have a high end and drugstore entry. Please Note that I am not sponsored by or affiliated with any of the products or companies that I mention in this blog post. * Warning this will be a long post … just grab a snack, something to drink and settle in … I promise you wont be sorry for reading this post….. Well … Without further ado …let’s get into my April 2020 Beauty Favorites.

Favorite Beauty Store:

Beautylish has got to be my all time favorite place to shop for all things beauty!! 

I’ve been shopping at Beautylish for well over 5 years. Their customer service is of the highest quality. Their shipping rate is a flat rate of $5 on all orders (in the US it’s $5 on all orders under $35 anything above $35 is free shipping). The only downside is that they are unable to ship to P.O. boxes. They offer flex payments on orders of $100 or more where you pay a down payment and then they spread the rest of the bill over  3 to 4 payments depending how much the bill comes to. The down payment amount also depends on the amount spent… For example: I just placed an order for $102. I paid $37 as the down payment and the rest was split into 3 equal payments to be due on the 1st of each month. The due date depends on the date of purchase. I tend to pay my flex payments off faster than the allotted time, but it’s great to know I have the 3 months just in case I need them. Beautylish also ships international the the following countries: Australia, Austria, Bahrain, Belgium,Bulgaria, Canada, China, Croatia, Cyprus, Czechia, Denmark, Estonia, Finland, France, Greece, Germany, Hong Kong, Hungary, Indonesia, Ireland, Israel, Italy, Japan, Kuwait, Latvia, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Macau, Malaysia, Malta, Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway, Philippines, Poland, Portugal, Qatar, Romania, Russia, Saudi Arabia, Singapore, Slovakia, Slovenia, South Korea, Spain, Sri Lanka, Sweden, Switzerland, Taiwan, Thailand, UAE, U.K., and U.S. Beautylish carries the following brands:

A

Aethera Beauty

Allies of Skin

Alphabet Bags

Anastasia Beverly Hills

Anna Sui

Ardell

Artis

ARTISAN&ARTIST

B

beautyblender

Beautylish Presents

BeautySoClean

BECCA Cosmetics

belif

Benefit Cosmetics

Benjabelle

Billy B

Bioderma

bkr

boscia

Briogeo

Brush Works

Bumble and bumble.

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C

Caudalie

Charlotte Tilbury

Chemist Confessions

CHIKUHODO

Clean Apothecary

COOLA

COVER | FX

D

Danessa Myricks Beauty

Dominique Cosmetics

Dr. Barbara Sturm

DUO

E

Eau Thermale Avène

Embryolisse

EVE LOM

Evian

F

Farmacy

G

Glamcor

Good Molecules

H

Hampton Sun

Herbalore

HoliFrog

Hourglass

I

ILIA

Indie Lee

Inglot Cosmetics

IT Cosmetics

J

Jeffree Star Cosmetics

JILL STUART Beauty

Jo Malone London

Jouer Cosmetics

JUNO & Co.

K

Kevyn Aucoin

Kjaer Weis

Klorane

Koh Gen Do

KOYUDO

L

La Mer

LASHES IN A BOX

Lilly Lashes

LINA CHOO

Lit Cosmetics

Lixirskin

Lord Jones

Lucas’ Papaw Remedies

M

MAHALO Skin Care

Make-Up Atelier

Max & Me

May Lindstrom

Mila Moursi

Miss Fame Beauty

Moon Juice

MYKITCO.

N

Natasha Denona

Naturally Serious

Nomad Noé

Nudestix

O

Omorovicza

Oribe

P

Pai Skincare

Parian Spirit

Paw Palette

Peter Thomas Roth

Q

Quintessence Paris

R

R+Co

Rae Morris

Raincry

RCMA Makeup

ReFa

Rene Furterer

rms beauty

S

SACHAJUAN

Saint Jane Beauty

Seche

Sisley-Paris

Skin Inc Supplement Bar

Skindinavia

Slip

Smith & Cult

Smith Cosmetics

Sol de Janeiro

Sonia G.

St. Tropez

Stila

Sugarpill Cosmetics

Sulwhasoo

Sunday Riley

Surratt Beauty

Susanne Kaufmann

Suwada

T

T3

Takahashi Hiroko

Taos AER

TEMPTU

The Beauty Chef

The Brush Guard

The Ordinary.

The Sacred Ritual

TOM FORD

Too Faced

TRIA Beauty

Tweezerman

U

U Beauty

Uma

UNITS

V

VDL

Velour Lashes

Vintner’s Daughter

Viseart

Vital Proteins

Vueset

W

Wayne Goss

Z

ZIIP

Z•Palette

I truly love to shop with them because the take time to package my purchases with care, it never takes more than a week to get my packages (except for now, it’s taking about 2-3 weeks because of the Corona Virus), and they have a great return policy: Their website states that their return policy is: If you are less than completely satisfied with your purchase, you may return your order within 60 days (from the delivery date) for a refund. We regret that we are unable to cover return shipping costs or refund the original shipping and duties charges unless the return was due to our error. Products must be returned in new or gently used condition. If your product arrived either damaged or defective, please contact us right away. Sets/bundles are sold as-is and products cannot be substituted, customized, and/or returned individually.

I’ve never had any issues with their services, in fact there was 1 time around 3 years ago that I ordered something from the brand It Cosmetics and the wrong item was delivered to me, I contact them straight away and they sent me out the product I had originally ordered that same day and as a way to apologize for the mistake they even allowed me to keep the product that I had received in error.

  Favorite Amazon Beauty Finds:

Pixnor 5″3″ Stainless Steel Makeup Palette with Spatula Tool $6.99 on Amazon: I am so happy I purchased this!!  I use to apply foundation to the back of my hand and then bonce my sponge off my hand … what I found is that this would cause waste of product because some of the foundation would sink into my skin and I would have to use more foundation… now I just apply a few pumps onto the palette and there is zero waste. I also love the spatula because I can use it to scrape moisturizers out of the jar without having to use my fingers. I also use the spatula to mix dew drops into my foundation and now I don’t have a big mess on my hands. 

Segbeauty 5.4oz/160ml Continuous Spray Plastic Squirt Bottle With A Fine Mist $14.99 on Amazon: This bottle is a curly hair girls dream!! It provides just the right amount of moisture without over-wetting your hair. It has a 360 degree sprayer and it’s perfect for re-wetting hair in the morning to restyle and freshen up curls. This bottle has changed my hair game for the better.

Every Drop Beauty Spatula $5.89 on Amazon. I’ve always hated the thought that there was still product in the bottom and sides of my products after I’ve run out. I started cutting plastic tubes open to get every last drop on product out but with bottles you just can’t do that. I came across this little baby when I was just browsing the beauty tools section of Amazon one day and thought OH! PERFECT!!! This spatula gets all the way to the bottom, the sides, and even the shoulders of bottles! I now have zero waste with my beauty products. I love this item so much that I have ordered it’s baby sister product the Every Drop Lip Spatula for $5.49 I ordered 2 one for lipsticks and lip glosses and one for concealers and other small wand items. This has truly helped me not waste my money by allowing me to get every last drop of product out of their containers.

Favorite Makeup Tool:

Face Halo Makeup Remover Pads: $17.60 for a 3 pack on Amazon. This little puppy is the perfect accompaniment to my vastly growing Eco-friendly arsenal. I find that I do not use as much of my Bioderma now because I am not using it to take off my makeup before I use it as my first cleanse…. 1 round is enough to completely remove all of my makeup from my face, neck, and ear lobes! You just soak it with warm water and remove your makeup… and it does remove 100% of my makeup, including lash glue! I just simply wash it after every use and it dries quickly too. I highly recommend this if you are looking for a way to reduce your carbon foot print on the planet!

Favorite Makeover Product: 

Schwarzkopf Keratin Permanent Hair Color Cream in the shade 4.6 Intense Cocoa $9.97 on Amazon (but Amazon only allows you to purchase 1 so I ordered 3 more from Walgreens.com buy 2 get 1 free for the same price). This was the first time I used this product and I’ve gotta tell ya … This has got to be the BEST boxed hair color on the market. It has Anti-Breakage Technology called K·BOND-PLEX technology (that repairs inner hair structure) and a Pre-Color Serum (that leaves your hair looking healthy and strong, with less hair breakage). It also doesn’t have that harsh hair dye smell to it. In fact my hair smelled so good that it was like I had just simply washed my hair. The conditioner it comes with left my hair so smooth and soft and fluffy. I believe they use the same technology as Olaplex does because my hair felt as if I had just done an Olaplex treatment to it. This will definitely be a product I repurchase again and again. 

Favorite Candle:

Bath and Body Works Vanilla Bean Noel 3 Wick Candle: This sadly is my last Vanilla Bean Noel candle… I purchase this scent every year at Christmas time … I stock up when they have their holiday sale and typically purchase 20 of them… it’s just the best scent ever

Favorite Body Care Item:

Nivea Essentially Enriched Body Lotion with Almond Oil $5 at Walmart for 16.9 Fluid Ounces: I use to use Bath and Body Works body creams but with my Fibromyalgia I tend to get very sensitive itchy skin and have noticed that the Bath and Body Works creams would aggravate my already sensitive skin … So on a whim I picked this up a few months ago. Firstly a little of this goes a long way. It’s very creamy and very hydrating and has a soft Almond scent to it. It sinks in quickly and doesn’t leave me body feeling greasy. I’m pleasantly surprised at how wonderful this product is.

Favorite Hair Care Item:

Olaplex No 6 Bond Smoother $28 for 3.3 fluid ounces at Sephora and No 7 Bonding Oil $28 for 1 fluid ounces at Sephora: These two products work together you add a few drops of the oil into the smoother and mix it together. I use this once about ever few days to revive my curls… since I don’t wash my hair everyday I need something to help my curls revive. I typically only wash my hair 1 time a week since I don’t put any hair products into my hair. This not only smells amazing, it leaves my hair soft and replenished and defines my curls when they start to go a bit frizzy. A little bit goes along way I only use a quarter sized amount of the smoother and about 5 drops of the oil. This is another item that has seriously upped my curly girl hair game.

Favorite Movie : (I know this isn’t beauty related, but I take my movie time to do my spa treatments … so I included it as a favorite.)

Synopsis: When Cecilia’s abusive ex takes his own life and leaves her his fortune, she suspects his death was a hoax. As a series of coincidences turn lethal, Cecilia works to prove that she is being hunted by someone nobody can see. This was a very well thought out movie with lots of twists and turns. Highly Recomend.

Favorite Spa Day Item:

Revolution Skincare x Jake-Jamie Avocado Face Mask $11 for 1.6 ounces at Ulta: This mask is amazingly moisturizing. I use it once a week and my skin feels heavenly afterwards.

Favorite Skincare Item: 

I tried a ton of skincare in the month of April and there were several things that I loved but I would have to say that my all time favorite item(s) are as follows:

My 2 whole face (including eyes) serum routine: #1. Good Molecules Super Peptide Serum $12 for 1 fluid ounce through Beautylish (it’s also sold on the Good Molecules website) and it’s function is to target fine lines, wrinkles, and dullness. #2. Good Molecules Hyaluronic Acid Serum $6 for 1 fluid ounce through Beautylish (it’s also sold on the Good Molecules website) and it’s function is to replenish your skin’s moisture by drawing moisture into the skin for deep hydration.  My skin has never looks this good since I was in my teens. Both these serums are light weight and sink into the skin quickly and you only need 1/2 a dropper for your full face and neck … I also use whatever is left on my hands to rub into my hands as sort of a treat for my hands.

La Roche-Posay Anthelios Ultra Light Face Sunscreen Fluid Broad Spectrum SPF 60: $29.99 for 1.7 fluid ounces and I purchase mine through Amazon. Ever since I starting using this sunscreen I have decluttered all other facial sunscreens. This is the perfect consistency for me. It’s light weight and hydrating. It sinks into the skin amazingly fast. It doesn’t interfere with my makeup application and it doesn’t have that sunscreen scent. BONUS: It’s a 60+ sunscreen which is the ideal level of protection for the face. 

  Favorite Face Primer: 

Tarte Timeless Smoothing Primer $39 for .5 ounces at Ulta and Sephora: I typically switch up my face primers every day or two but the one that I use everyday is this one. It just fills in my pores so well that I reach for it time and time again over all of my pore primers.

Favorite High End Foundation:

Charlotte Tilbury Airbrush Flawless Foundation $44 for 1 fluid ounce through Beautylish (but can also be purchased through Sephora and the Charlotte Tilbury website). As I said in my haul of this item this is such a beautiful foundation. I just can’t stop looking at my face anytime I’m wearing it. This full coverage foundation leaves my skin looking youthful and flawless. It plays well with dew drops mixed in and plays well with any primer. I will always have this foundation in my collections.

Favorite Drug Store Foundation: 

Believe Beauty Skin Finish Foundation: $5 for .85 fluid ounces only at Dollar General Stores. This foundation surprised me I truly didn’t believe that this was going to be a good foundation, however it is a FANTASTIC foundation and is  is a medium to full coverage. This is a semi-dewy foundation. What I mean is it’s just dewy enough to give you that youthful look without being to extreme. It lasts all day and doesn’t break down. I hope they never stop making this foundation!

Favorite High End BB/CC/Tinted Moisturizer: 

Tarte Maracuja Tinted Moisturizer $29 for 1 fluid ounce of product at Ulta. This is a super dewy product but not in a greasy sort of way. It’s light coverage and sets with powder nicely. This is such a beautiful product.. so much so that I purchased a back up just in case they pull it off the shelves. I find that it’s best to apply this one with your fingers since it’s such light coverage that using a sponge with soak it all up and using a brush will leave it looking streaky.

Favorite Concealer:

NYX Born to Glow Radiant Concealer $9 for .14 fluid ounces at Ulta. This is such a beautiful concealer! It doesn’t settle into my fine lines as long as I set it straight away upon application. It doesn’t crack throughout the day. A little tiny bit is all you need. It’s full coverage without being super thick. It gives an amazing glow to the under eye that can still be seen even after you set it with powder. I’d probably go out on a limb and say this may be my favorite concealer all year.

Favorite Cream Bronzer/Contour: I wont be having 2 categories for this one… mainly because I don’t have a drug store option for this category as of yet, I have since purchased a drug store option today.

Charlotte Tilbury Hollywood Contour Wand in the shade 2 Medium/Dark $38 for .41 fluid ounces purchased through Beautylish (but can be purchased at Sephora and the Charlotte Tilbury website). I can’t believe I am saying that this is my favorite!! I have loved the Chanel Soleil De Chanel cream bronzer for so long that I didn’t think anything would ever replace it! Sad to say the Chanel bronzer was discontinued and a new cream bronzer replaced it … it looks more hydrating than the one I have so I’m keen to try it however … let’s talk Hollywood Contour Wand shall we!? This is the first cream contour product I’ve ever tried (bronze to me didn’t seem as scary as cream contour did). It is easy to use, easy to blend in, and gives the skin a natural looking contour. This is a light weight very pigmented product. You don’t get much product for the price tag, however a very little goes a very long way. I use 1 squeeze ever 2 days (it’s a sponge tipped applicator so the product stays in the sponge… I just squeeze 1 time and have enough product left over on the sponge that the next day I just have to dot what remains over the perimeter of my face. Unlike the Chanel bronzer this product doesn’t disrupt my foundation underneath. I love this product so much that I place an order today for a back up. 

Favorite Matte Bronzer/Contour:

Mac Bronzing Powder in the shade matte bronze: $30 for .35 ounces of product. I’ve had this compact for probably way too long because it’s starting to get hard pan, so I scraped the hard pan off … the powder works fine. The picture of the hand on the left is without flash and the one on the right is with flash. It’s just the perfect everyday natural looking bronzer. You can’t over do it with this bronzer since it’s so light of coverage. I always love my look when I’m wearing this one.

Favorite Glowy Bronzer :

Tarte Limited Edition Park Ave Princess Waterproof Face & Body Bronzer $34 for .55 ounces of product at Ulta. I do love a good glowy bronzer and this one does not disappoint! It’s the perfect shade, has just the right amount of glow without having shimmer to it … it’s just this glow from within! I just love how my skin looks with this bronzer on.

Favorite Dewy Primer: 

Charlotte Tilbury Hollywood Flawless Filter in the shade #3 Light/Medium $44 for 1.01 fluid ounces on the Beautylish website (can also be purchased from Sephora or the Charlotte Tilbury website). Ever since getting this product in I have not been able to put it down! It’s freaking amazing!!! AMAZING! It has just enough of a tint that this could be worn alone for “No Makeup” makeup days and has the perfect amount of glow without having any shimmer to it. 1 swipe per zone is all you need of this primer. It’s not sticky or greasy and it does hold foundation nicely.

Favorite Cream Highlighter: 

Charlotte Tilbury Hollywood Beauty Light Wand $39 for .41 fluid ounces on the Beautylish website (can also be purchased from Sephora or the Charlotte Tilbury website). I have tried many cream highlighters and hate every single one, until this one came into my life! This highlighter is just magical! It doesn’t disrupt the foundation under neither, it melts into the skin seamlessly, and it has no glitter to it… just a natrual looking glow. The glow can still be seen even after setting it with powder! I haven’t been able to stop using it because I’m so in love with it.

Favorite High End Face Powder:

Too Faced Born This Way Ethereal Setting Powder in the shade Translucent $33 for .53 ounces of product at Ulta and Sephora. This powder has the most beautiful finish ever! It give a slight glow to the skin without looking like glitter or shimmer. This one has taken the place of my beloved Laura Mercier Loose Setting Powder in my heart. I just never want to be without it!!! It doesn’t take much of this powder to set the full face either. I tap 3 shakes into the cap and that sets my full face! It even looks amazing under the eyes.

Favorite Drug Store Face Powder:

Believe Beauty Matte Blur Loose Powder in the shade Translucent $5 for .14 ounces of product sold only at Dollar General. This is such a light weight powder that sets the face flawlessly. It is matte but doesn’t leave the face looking cakey or dry. It even looks good under the eyes. I have repurchased this 2 time since discovering it and I have 2 back ups.

Favorite High End Finishing and Touch Up Setting Powder:

Charlotte Tilbury Airbrush Flawless Finish Setting Powder $45 for .28 ounces of product on the Beautylish website (can also be purchased at Sephora and on the Charlotte Tilbury website). This gives the prettiest soft focus to the face and doesn’t change the look of your makeup when you touch up with it. I find on days that I wear this one as a finishing powder I don’t have to touch up at all. I don’t quiet like this one as a setting powder, just as a finishing powder and touch up powder and sad to say I have hit pan … this is the most expensive pressed powder I own but it’s so worth it and I will definitely be repurchasing it when I’ve finished it.

Favorite Drug Store Finishing and Touch Up Setting Powder:

JCat Beauty AquaSurance Compact Foundation $13.99 for .31 ounces of product at Ulta. This is a spot on dupe for the Charlotte Tilbury Airbrush Flawless Finish Setting Powder. It’s basically a fuller coverage version and I can use it to set my set as well and I never have to touch up at all when I use this powder.

Favorite Powder Highlighter: 

Benefit Boxed Highlighter in the shade Cookie $30 for .28 ounces of product at Ulta and Sephora. OH BABY! This highlighter is so pretty and little is all you need. This is a beaming highlighter so definitely not for low maintenance makeup day but add this to your full glam look and watch out…. it’s the perfect highlighter to be noticed in.

Favorite Blush:

Tarte 12-HR Amazonian Clay Blush in the shade Captivating $29 for .2 ounce of product at Ulta and Sephora. This is the best just pinched shade I’ve ever owned. I wore it a ton in April and for good reason. It goes with everything from “No Makeup” makeup looks to full on glam looks. It lasts all day and is probably my all time favorite blush shade.

Favorite Lip Combo:

L’Oreal Rouge Signature Lightweight Matte Lip Stain ($5.99 at Ulta) in the shade 448 I-Tease (a soft taupey pink matte) a few dots of Makeup Geek Creme Stain ($11.99 on their website) in the shade Jitterbug (an intense coral matte) a touch of NARS Lip Gloss ($24 on the NARS website) in the shade Stripe Tease  (Sheer champagne nude). This makes the perfect shade for every look. I’ve worn this only for the past few days of April but I can already tell it will be worn a ton in the month of May.

Favorite Powder to Set My Under Eyes:

Laura Mercier Secret Brightening Powder $28 for .14 ounces of product at Ulta and Sephora. This just leaves the under eyes looking flawless and it sets every concealer I own except the Dermablend concealer (that concealer is just too heavy and took emollient that nothing really sets it and I would return it but I lost the uni-carton it came in so Ulta wont take it back). I wish this came in a larger jar because I just know I will be repurchasing this over and over. It gives this soft focus glow to the under eye area that isn’t shimmery or glittery … just a sort of glow from within look.

Favorite Brow Pencil:

Benefit Precisely My Brow Pencil $24 at Ulta and Sephora for .27 ounces of product. I have purchased this pencil 2 time since discovering it and I have 1 back up. This is just the most effortless brow product ever. I almost never have a bad brow day when I use this pencil. It’s a definite recommend in my book.

Favorite Brow Gel: 

Believe Beauty Eyebrow Styling Gel $4 for .2 ounces of product sold only at Dollar General. Even though it’s only got .2 ounces of product this brow gel lasts a long time. You only need 1 pass of the wand to fully set your brow. It is never crunchy and never goes flaky. The picture is of my back ups … this sucker goes fast at the store so I pick up 2 or 3 every time I go to Dollar General so I never run out. I adore this one so much that I never reach for my other brow gels.

Favorite High End Eye Shadow Palette: 

Too Faced Born This Way The Natural Nudes Eyeshadow Palette $45. It has 8 matte shades and 8 shimmer shades and you get .48 total ounces of product and is sold at Ulta and Sephora. Some of my all time favorite looks this past month have come from this palette! I just adore it so much. Too Faced really hit it out of the park with this one.

Favorite Drug Store Eye Shadow Palette: (I have 3, 1 is a bit more pricier, 1 is mid-ranged and the other is super inexpensive)

ColourPop Bare Necessities 30 Pan Eyeshadow Palette $34 on the ColourPop website. I have created so many beautiful neutral eye looks with this palette! With 30 shades I never get bored of this one.

  Believe Beauty Eyeshadow Palette  in the color story: Nearly Nude $5 only sold at Dollar General. It’s just simple an amazing palette. I was highly impressed with this one. I got a few looks out of it and it’s the perfect size for travel.

  Catrice Basic Bae Eyeshadow Palette $14.99 at Ulta. This was the first thing I ever tried from Catrice and I was super impressed! The shadows are super pigmented and blend like a dream.

Favorite Eye Liner:

Charlotte Tilbury The Classic Powder Eye Pencil in the shade Audrey $22 on the Beautylish website (but can also be purchased at Sephora and on the Charlotte Tilbury website). Now this one was a surprise to me. I hated this pencil when I first tried it…. I could never get it to work… Well I finally figured it out and I am in love. It gives such a effortless look to the eyes when I use it. This will be a repurchase when I run out.

Favorite Mascara: 

Milani Dangerous Lengths 3D Mascara regularly $9.99 nut currently on sale for $7.49 at Ulta. This is another item that surprised me but ever since I’ve been conditioning my lashes with the Jamaican Black Castor Oil my lashes have been looking so nice and combined with the mascara I just fell in love…. I can’t believe I have a favorite mascara and it’s, for the first time in years, not the L’Oreal voluminous Carbon Black!!! This just gives a nice fluffy airy look to the lashes.

Favorite Inner Corner Highlight:

Hikari Creme Pigment in the shade Honey Dew $15 on their website. I have been using this for a few years now but I just can’t seem to stay away. It just give the prettiest lilt to the inner corners.

Favorite Setting Spray: (I have 2 this month)

ColourPop Hyaluronic Acid Setting Mist $12 for 3.72 fluid ounces of product at Ulta and on the ColourPop website. This setting spray smells like the beach and leaves the skin looking dewy and healthy. It holds your makeup fairly well … I don’t really need a setting spray that will hold my makeup on until the wee hours of the morning, I just need a spray that will take down the powderiness of freshly applied makeup.  I’ve been using this bottle for 2 months and I’m almost out of it. This makes me sad because it’s sold out everywhere. I think this may just be my favorite setting spray of the year.

Belif Aqua Bomb Mist $34 for 2 2.02 fluid ounces of product on the Beautylish website (but can also be purchased at Ulta and Sephora). This one adds tons of hydration to the skin and I love it as a touch up spray too. Lately I have been using it in combination with the other setting spray just to add a bit more hydration to my under eye area. 

Favorite Find of the Year So Far: 

HonHey Portable Hand Held Rechargeable Fan. $13 on Amazon. I purchased this back in the beginning of March but it has quickly become my favorite beauty extra! It helps me dry my setting spray and lash glue. It also helps keep me cooler when the hot lights of my makeup table start to make me over heat. It has a great charge life as well. 

Well … We have reached the end dolls. Thank you ever so much for hanging in there with this post …. I know it was a long one … but this is the flagship post of this series and I thought I should be as thorough as possible with at least the first in the series… Now that’s not to say I wont have heaps of favorites in any given month, but I may just have a few favorites in other months too.

Well that’s all for now dolls. I hope you enjoy the rest of your day/night and that your spirits are high and your health is good! Remember dolls, Save a spoon for a bit of lipstick.

XOXO

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[zachwinthrop]

@lusterluxe​

       A T  F I R S T – her plush, baby pink petals twisted into a sinuous grin. it wasn’t the temerity that had him obsessed with the piquant divinity swathed in hervé léger, rather it was the clout she possessed and the ability to abstain from his tenacious attempts to claim her as his own. she was distinct, resolute to his aureate, clinquant spotlight. she didn’t want zach – & that made him erratic and demented. it was also what had enticed him yet again. how had she managed to sustain the B R E A T H in her lungs without him, when he was withering, decaying into an obtund version of his former self who felt everything. she vacillated upon the tufted stool, weary of his rich, velvet tone. her stomach pirouetted forcibly, ardent crimson pulsating through her veins as the prosaic lust to create subversion clawed from the inside out. the more she neglected, the deeper it lacerated, splintering recherché bones. her obsidian lashes kissed the tops of her cheeks, her eyes following his lumbering footsteps as he writhed behind her.         she allowed him his moment – to compel her with his caramel timbre as it coiled around her decorated lobe. this wasn’t a C O N T E S T he wished to instate, for there were no bounds she wouldn’t cross to win. alexandra curved her neck, his liquor depraved breath swathing her aurous skin. he was deriding her with every word that crept from between his corpulent pout & she devoured the instigation. there was an incredibly macerated fiend that was pleading to be liberated. his laugh impels her to fulminate him, but she withholds – that is until he lapses, entitled illustration that suggests she belongs to H I M, even if it’s only for the night. two years of therapy were about pour down a tarnished drain. alex rolled her come – hither curves, slowly whirling the stool so that they were now face to face. her irises had been consumed by dusk, her creamy thighs parting to allow him to sink between them. ❝ i must have been a child to be so naïve. i can assure you that i wouldn’t make the same mistakes now. so, you tell me, am i G R O W N? ❞         she curled her perfectly manicured crescents around his silken tie, slowly drawing him in to her incantation. her obsidian halos burned through his and she wasn’t daunted. ❝ some things change, other don’t. i’m not the same. i’m worse, i assure you that. don’t try and find my dark side, zach. it will B U R R Y you this time, ❞  she warned him, her lips twitching as she urged her sumptuous figure up toward him. it was then she acknowledged the engorged soot that consumed his eyes. ❝ you’re either incredibly high or deeply in love with me. either way, i’d say you’re exactly the same. ❞  she released him, rolling her tongue along her glossed lips before gyrating back toward the bar to reach for the glass of tequila. ❝ cheers to growing up, ❞  she T A U N T E D him, slowly tipping her head back to consumed the liquid. it burned every inch of the way down, but yet nourished the villain hidden deep inside her.

       the threads knitting her thighs together LOOSEN and he falls between them, tangles himself in the stray ends. alexandra calls and zachariah comes. she leads the dance and he follows. his heart was free of anguish – for now he would play pretend with her even if she would not hearken to his games. the assiduity lashing from her tongue did not brand him, but rather landed on his skin like cool rainwater following heat. he must have been high out of his mind. he wanted to kiss her so badly he was practically aching.        ❝ i don’t know, alexandra, ❞ he drawls, words B U R B L I N G, dribbling down his chin like hot syrup, ❝ if i’m not mistaken, you’re the one who opened your legs for me just now. now i know i’m too close to the case to call myself unbiased, but if i was an outsider looking in, i think i’d be safe in assuming that you appear to be very ready to make all kind of mistakes... all over again.❞  he had no idea what he was doing. perhaps reaching as far into the sacrilegious parts of her as he could and dragging the roots back up through her throat, just to see what color they’d turned while he’d been away. she reaches for him and zach gladly allows himself to be reigned inward by her calling PAW.       i’m not the same, i’m worse – he was almost salivating. three years ago he would have found it impossible not to rise to her challenge: match her storm with a HURRICANE. if only his former anger management counsellor could see him now, she’d be so proud. you’re either incredibly high or deeply in love with me. he smiles an unabashed, unfiltered smile. ❝ why not both? ❞ he reaches around her and plucks the shot glass from the bar top, holding her eyes, until his head tips back and the liquid slides down his throat. he smooths the wide surfaces of his palms over her thighs, some of his fingertips championing across the hem of the silk wafting over her velvet stems and grazing bare, hot skin.       he had envisioned their reunion hundreds, perhaps thousands of times, and it was never like this. it was tearful and soft and happy and absolutely nothing like what they had ever achieved with one another. so now he just wanted her to bite, just O N C E . just seeing her, catlike and vicious and fucking devastatingly beautiful – it made him feel more than he had in months. years, maybe. ❝ come on, baby, tonight? we’re celebrating. i’m celebrating. i won three fucking BBMAs! ❞ he jeers playfully at her. ❝ if you’re so grown now what will one dance with me hurt? you can walk away after, if that’s what you want. ❞  he grins like a cheshire cat, i dare you to try, his fingers applying soft pressure into the innards of her thighs. play with me, alexandra. for old times sake.

#para

[alexandraburton-x]

@zachwinthrop       she’s wrapping her lips around her words, soft little siren sounds, wrapping her fingers around a crystalline stem, wrapping her tongue around saccharine champagne, wrapping him all the way back around her finger. alex falls soundlessly, E A S I L Y, back into her familiar stupor. the one that makes him feel as though he is wrapped in sweet fire. an audaciousness that makes the dead ends in his body voltaic with life.      a carnal claw protrudes crescent shapes like teeth marks into his thigh. he almost groans aloud. her hand is warm, hot, almost. a smirk twists his mouth. he writes beneath her grip, and it’s all over too soon. the fleeting embrace, her hand snaking his thigh for but a moment – he wished the moments back, or just to touch her again, he needed her longer and so much more. but he feared what such acts would do to him. he had forgotten what it was like to feel so F E R V E N T L Y .       you can’t possibly tell me that you ever truly entertained that thought – but he had. the thought of her being cold in the ground had brought him greater assuagement than the thought of her capable of living without him, because he definitely wasn’t capable of living without her. not for a good eighteen months. eighteen months. he counts them still with each affliction left upon his weathered heart. ❝ you need something to distract you to keep you out of trouble, hm? and all this time i was convinced that the trouble in you was all just little bits of me… although, did i really think that? ❞  he searches her face for something, uncertain as to what. ❝ that part of you was what made me want you so bad, at first.❞  he regrets the words the instant they pool on his tongue. they taste rotten, too rotten to swallow without purging them right back up all over the marble counter.      zach senses a shift in her attitude – it’s quick; anyone else would have missed it, allowed the sudden switch to take them by surprise. he sits straighter, stiffening his spine to align perfectly with the hilt of a wooden C R O S S . ❝ it doesn’t have to be weird, ale.❞  in one movement, he coats his throat with the contents of his glass, stands to gesture the bartender and moves behind her, two stalwart arms outstretched, planted either side of the vixen with the arched spine. his face is by her neck. she smells so fucking sweet. sweet as candy – candy that will R O T you all the way through. ❝ you really think of us as just kids back then? you think kids would act the way we did…? ❞ he lets the notion linger for a moment as the bartender presents them with two tequila shots complete with embellishments. ❝ and you’re all grown up now? ❞  a small laugh snakes around her ear like a curse. he finds itunsettlingly easy to fall back into pattern. in his mind, clouded with inebriation, he was nineteen again – toying with the waitress with the blood-soaked whorls and delectable little curves. asking her back to his place. asking her if her face was always so mean and so sexy. how did she do that? ❝ maybe we were stupid. maybe we have the capacity to be stupid again. there has to be some reason we both ended up here, on the same night… on the night i win three awards and you look like this in that. ❞

       A T  F I R S T – her plush, baby pink petals twisted into a sinuous grin. it wasn’t the temerity that had him obsessed with the piquant divinity swathed in hervé léger, rather it was the clout she possessed and the ability to abstain from his tenacious attempts to claim her as his own. she was distinct, resolute to his aureate, clinquant spotlight. she didn’t want zach – & that made him erratic and demented. it was also what had enticed him yet again. how had she managed to sustain the B R E A T H in her lungs without him, when he was withering, decaying into an obtund version of his former self who felt everything. she vacillated upon the tufted stool, weary of his rich, velvet tone. her stomach pirouetted forcibly, ardent crimson pulsating through her veins as the prosaic lust to create subversion clawed from the inside out. the more she neglected, the deeperit lacerated, splintering recherché bones. her obsidian lashes kissed the tops of her cheeks, her eyes following his lumbering footsteps as he writhed behind her.         she allowed him his moment – to compel her with his caramel timbre as it coiled around her decorated lobe. this wasn’t a C O N T E S T he wished to instate, for there were no bounds she wouldn’t cross to win. alexandra curved her neck, his liquor depraved breath swathing her aurous skin. he was deriding her with every word that crept from between his corpulent pout & she devoured the instigation. there was an incredibly macerated fiend that was pleading to be liberated. his laugh impels her to fulminate him, but she withholds – that is until he lapses, entitled illustration that suggests she belongs to H I M, even if it’s only for the night. two years of therapy were about pour down a tarnished drain. alex rolled her come – hither curves, slowly whirling the stool so that they were now face to face. her irises had been consumed by dusk, her creamy thighs parting to allow him to sink between them. ❝ i must have been a child to be so naïve. i can assure you that i wouldn’t make the same mistakes now. so, you tell me, am i G R O W N? ❞         she curled her perfectly manicured crescents around his silken tie, slowly drawing him in to her incantation. her obsidian halos burned through his and she wasn’t daunted. ❝ some things change, other don’t. i’m not the same. i’m worse, i assure you that. don’t try and find my dark side, zach. it will B U R R Y you this time, ❞  she warned him, her lips twitching as she urged her sumptuous figure up toward him. it was then she acknowledged the engorged soot that consumed his eyes. ❝ you’re either incredibly high or deeply in love with me. either way, i’d say you’re exactly the same. ❞  she released him, rolling her tongue along her glossed lips before gyrating back toward the bar to reach for the glass of tequila. ❝ cheers to growing up, ❞  she T A U N T E D him, slowly tipping her head back to consumed the liquid. it burned every inch of the way down, but yet nourished the villain hidden deep inside her.

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