#Anyway talk to me about nail polish

[theirprofoundbond]

Did a glittery Barbie-pink manicure to go see the Barbie movie! ✨

As a nail polish enthusiast I feel obligated to list my products (1 coat of each):

Rimmel London Nail Nurse Base Coat

Sinful Colors Pink Forever (I don't think they make this one anymore 💀 But it's the PERFECT Barbie pink!)

Sinful Colors Pinky Glitter

Rimmel London 5-in-1 Nail Base and Top Coat

I've been trying out a new nail shape lately—it's a little pointed, a very slight claw. I really like it!

[katabay]

original thief series basso & garrett :)

ngl, it's about quality over quantity for me. an npc can have a total of three minutes of screen time, but if they have a cool name, they can live rent free in my head and I'll spend several hours trying to decipher drawable features from a blurry screenshot of pixels

there is a vague hint of a story here, and that's because every time I try to play thi4f, I get incredibly frustrated with how Not Fun the game play is. like, is the story good? well. but it has a PLAGUE. that should've given it instant 'I'll replay this once a year' status in my heart, but the game play sucks so bad that I've never finished it. I can't believe Not Fun gameplay beat out my obsession with narrative plagues.

anyway, the idea is basically if the original era had a game with a plague centric narrative and some other stuff I liked out of thi4f thrown into a narrative blender, with a heavy dash of horror thrown in because some parts of the thief games were scarier to me than entire dedicated horror genre games.

⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app

[anistarrose]

feel like my headcanons for gender-nonconformity amongst Tres Horny Boys often fall just a little to the left of usual fanon — by which I mean, I see Taako as androgynous more so than feminine, and see Magnus as the one who's feminine, but in ways that he mix-and-matches with masculine elements too. and of course, the distinction between any of these things is a social construct, and is probably best thought of as revolving around individual intent — but that's how I like to conceptualize them conceptualizing it, you know?

this is probably better explained by example. to me, the typical Taako outfit is going to be something like those long flowy pants that are indistinguishable from a skirt at a distance, but with occasional real skirts in the rotation too (just to keep them guessing). while the average Magnus outfit involves multiple earrings (the dangliest ones that wouldn't be a hazard in a fight), pink nail polish, and a pair of cargo shorts. pure chaos that only he could make work. then in the meantime, Merle has never in his life even seriously contemplated gender presentation at all — if he puts flowers in his beard, that's 'cause it brings him closer to Pan and he happens to think these colors look nice! no reflection given and no reflection needed on any cultural concepts of masculinity, and whether or not he aligns with them.

[em-b-sides]

I think about that tiktok trend where you like paint your partners eye color on your nails or make a bracelet or something with the color a lot actually

[halfdeadwallfly]

[alsaurus-loves-dean]

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[ka-19]

painting of my favorite cowboy

[meowizard]

everytime someone says doll customising is (outrageously) expensive an angel loses its wings

[victory-cookies]

god I’ve become a retail therapy girly

[eddie-rifff]

does anyone else like only ever get inspired to paint their nails RIGHT before they go to bed. like some kind of idiot

[breadboyayay]

MADE ME BAWL FOR AN HOUR STRAIGHT. GAHDAMN. 'there are people to love and dishes to do in the meantime.' 'she said i would hold you in my arms and the world would end in love.' 'to look back is to love'. PLSLSLSLS STOP BEING RIGHT !!!!!!!!!!!! PLSLSLSLSLSLSS STFU !!!!!!!!!!!! 😢😢😢😢😢😢👎🏻👎🏻👎🏻👎🏻👎🏻‼️‼️‼️‼️😩😩😩😩❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️😠😠😠😠😠💔💔💔💔💔😡😡😡😡💔💔💔💔😢😢😢😢❤️❤️❤️❤️✨💫🌟✨💫🌟✨💫‼️‼️‼️‼️ (/POS)

How will the world end?

it’s genuinely not something i think too much about. there are people to love and dishes to do in the meantime.

[apathyfairy]

in december 2019 i slammed the car door on my thumb and my nail turned completely black and then fell off like a month later and i haven't painted my nails since then bc i was like what is the point but today i was like oh i want to paint my nails for christmas so i did and tbh it's stupid but i feel like i found a part of myself that i lost

[hum--hallelujah]

next tour the girls from Daisy Grenade should get him to paint his nails again

[hecksupremechips]

Derby is for colts and fillies alike so long as they’re 3 year old thoroughbreds. 3 fillies have won the derby, though the race is historically dominated by colts due to speed qualifications. The oaks race is for fillies yes, but the derby is not just for colts like your post implies. Please stop trying to spread false information. Yes people who attend derby are mostly rich white folk but behind the scenes are poc workers and people who genuinely have a love for horses and the sport alike

That feels a bit better to know. For some reason idk people around here just label one race as the girl one and the other as the boy one and it’s like why are you being misogynistic about horses. So it’s nice its not like that in reality but now it’s like weird cuz whyyyy have people around me just been spreading horse misogyny my whole life 🤔

And yeah I didn’t intend to spread misinformation but hm I definitely don’t know derby lore very well I just know some fan culture that I’ve grown up around so that’s definitely not gonna give me a very clear picture so idk what I was thinking. I’m mostly just fed up with some of the ways people have treated the derby in my area and really just fed up with family rn so I was being bitter but I shouldn’t have made any like. Statements about the actual derby when I don’t really know what I’m talking about at all and also most things in Kentucky culture and history have a really interesting background and there’s always gonna be passionate people and poc involved that don’t really get shown on the surface cuz. Racism. I do have my big grudges against these rich people from out of state or from the rich neighborhoods of Louisville who treat the derby like some big spectacle but then scoff at the rest of the state and clutch their pearls in fear when they have to park in a closed off parking lot where they gotta pay a black man for parking and then walk through neighborhoods they deem filthy just to get to the derby but eh fuck them. Let’s be here for horses and kentucky history and culture and just celebrate the amazing shit that we have going on

[starkeysbunny]

my girl [rafe cameron]

pairing - rafe cameron x reader

summary - little blurb of reader waiting for rafe while she gets ready for the party they’re about to go to. she gets pouty listening to rafe’s angry phone call toward his employee, which is quickly turned to cheeky remarks and smirks when his girl gets his attention.

warnings - fluff, cursing, yelling, illusions to sex

“No I told you it had to be done, fucking today!” Rafe shouts, talking to someone on his phone. He runs a hand over his head, taking a seat on the couch on the balcony. His jaw is clenched tightly, his index and middle fingers pinching at the bridge of his nose.

I rolled my eyes hearing him yell for the last ten minutes, rambling to whoever it is about a deal of some kind. I was sitting in the window seat, in the middle of painting my toes a new pink color Rafe had just bought for me.

The sun shines through the window, warming my skin as I carefully continue my pedicure. I startle at the loud smack against the wooden table outside as Rafe slams his hand against it in anger.

“You’re fucking joking right? Two days—no! I was supposed to have this shit yesterday, god! Shouldn’t have hired such fucking idiots.” He scoffs after loudly shouting, yet again.

The loud noise caused me to flinch and mess up, making me groan as I fix the nail polish. I look out the window, seeing Rafe looking incredibly annoyed and just waiting till he could shout again.

Begrudgingly, I stand from the window seat, rounding the corner through the french doors onto the balcony. Rafe’s gaze is focused at the ground, hard stare, eyebrows tensed and furrowed, and lips pressed together tightly.

That is until, his eyes land on my bare and freshly manicured feet coming into his line of vision. His eyebrows relax, his lips turning up into a smirk. He seems to completely tune out whoever is yelling back in his ear, his attention on me.

“Rafe,” I whine. He looks up, lowering the phone and acknowledging my presence.

“Hey baby,” he chuckles lowly, a cheeky grin on his face.

“Stop making so much noise,” I groan, going to sit next to him. He pulls my legs onto his lap as I sit beside him, hands massaging my smooth skin. “Made me mess up my pedicure like three times,” I pout.

Rafe chuckles, licking his teeth and looking down at my feet. “Oh I’m sorry baby, how rude of me,” he teases. “You’re so cute when you’re angry, y’know.”

I roll my eyes, “Who are you even on the phone with anyway? I was so bored waiting for you. I wanna go to that party,” I whine, pulling at his arm.

He looks down at his phone, hanging up on whoever was on the other end, throwing his phone somewhere on the couch. He leans down, pressing kisses and leaving marks on my neck.

“Look so good baby,” he murmurs, his hands grazing my waist and thighs. My cheeks heat up from smiling so hard, I peel myself off of him, standing up. My hands stay behind my back as I sway back and forth, “Lets go get ready, yeah?”

Rafe groans, “Forget the stupid fuckin’ party. Just want my girl.” He chuckles as I giggle loudly, he pushes me back into the room.

All through the night his phone buzzes continuously with calls from his friends wondering his whereabouts. The phone long forgotten outside.

[cameronspecial]

Mrs. Cameron All But In Name

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings: N/A

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.7K

Summary: When Y/N has to burrow Wheezie's phone to text Rafe, she notices something interesting about her contact name.

A/N: Inspired by this post.

Masterlist

Y/N and Rafe have been dating for three years now and it is clear they are meant to be together. If it weren’t for their young age, Y/N is sure they would be married or at least engaged by now. They practically act like an old married couple anyway, so when they do tie the knot, it would only really be for legal reasons. With dating Rafe, came a close relationship with his sisters. Sarah and Wheezie have practically become her own siblings and she loves to spend time with the girls. In fact, it’s why she has a bi-monthly girls' night with the pair. Yes, every time they have it they have to chase Rafe out of the house, but Y/N thinks it is important to foster the bond between them, so he always begrudgingly leaves to hang out with Kelce and Topper. “How are things with you and John B?” Y/N questions while tracking the nail polish brush along Wheezie’s nail. Sarah shrugs as she files her nails, “We’re fighting right now. He doesn’t want to go to the Nassau house with us and I want him to go.” “Aww, that sucks, Sweetie. I’m sure he’ll come around. Do you want me to have a talk with him?” Y/N offers. Sarah shakes her head, “No, it’s okay. We’ll make up eventually. We just need to cool off a little.” Y/N nods and finishes off the last coat of Wheezie’s nails. She releases the hand, “There you go, Beautiful. What colour do you want, Sarah?” 

Sarah places the nail file on the table and examines her options before picking up a salmon pink polish from the collection. Y/N gets to work on doing the older Cameron sister’s nails, “How about you, Wheezie? Anyone on your radar you want to tell us about.” Wheezie lips pucker as she squints her eyes. “Nahh, I am happy being single. I see what you and Sarah go through with John B and Rafe. I do not need that type of problem,” she informs. The other girls giggle. Y/N checks her phone to see it is dead, “Amen to that, Wheeze. I mean look. My phone is dead, but how much do you want to bet that your brother is blowing up my phone right now asking me when he can come back home? Can I please borrow one of your phones to tell him my phone is dead while I charge mine?” “Of course, here,” Wheezie says, unlocking her phone so that Y/N can use it. 

She places the nail polish on the table and scrolls through Wheezie’s messages to find the texts with Rafe. A certain contact name second down the list catches her eye. Y/N Cameron. She freezes at the sight. Her eyes flick toward the younger girl, “Why do you have my last name as yours?” Wheezie’s cheeks redden and her gaze falls away from her brother’s girlfriend. “Rafe did it. He said that it’s going to be your name eventually, so what difference does it make,” Wheezie states. Y/N chuckles with a shake of her head, “That doesn’t surprise me at all.” She types out her message and hits send. My phone is dead, so don’t freak out if I don’t respond. I’m charging my phone rn. -Mrs. Cameron.” 

———

His phone chimes and a massive grin crosses his face. He checks his text, feeling his heart flutter at the message. So she found out what he’d been saving her name as in everyone’s contact. He chuckles. It took her long enough to find out. He’s been ordering everyone to change her last name in their contact for years. His smile doesn’t wipe off as he responds. Come on, Baby. You know you are my Mrs. Cameron all but in name. You can’t blame me for wanting to make the process easier for everyone else once we do take the next step. 

Smh. You really are something else, Mr. Cameron.

But I’m your something else, Mrs. Cameron, but you know you love me.

You are lucky that I do. Now, I’m going to end this conversation here before you start dirty-talking me. I’m not subjecting Wheeze to those texts.

You know me so well, Baby. 

Goodbye, Rafey. I love you.

I love you too, Baby. I’ll see you when I get home.

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