#and christmas is in a few weeks followed by new years u g h

[threnodians]

i wasn’t warned about my aunt (one of my mom’s sisters) coming to our little party for my 7yr old niece and 11yr old nephew and i haven’t seen her in, ugh, probably 10yrs? maybe less? it has been a long, long time. but yeah, so that threw me way tf off

i’m gonna eat some cheesecake and then peace tf out and go home and play genshin impact 👌🏻

[pinencurls]

Oh Honey

Hey! here’s the last of my draft one shots! Hope u enjoy and if u don’t remember I wrote this a g e s ago so you can’t blame me !

Italy, bike rides and a sun burnt Harry

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These days, we wake in the early hours of the morning. It's hard not to stir when the sun rises so early and bright through the thin cotton drapes strung up over the bedroom window. Sometimes, we stay quiet. Exchanging a few murmurs of good morning wishes and lightly pressed kisses; silently decided to stay in each other's arms until the ungodly hours pass and breakfast is more tempting than bed.

I think it's Wednesday. I got pulled into the warped holiday time effect as soon as we arrived. I was free from jet lag at least, the flight from London to Italy only changing the clocks forwards about an hour. Harry had been less fortunate; the busy winding of work post-tour kept him out in Los Angeles a few more days than planned whilst Sarah, Mitch and I made our way to the holiday home we'd booked in Italy to celebrate a successful first tour. By the time Harry arrived in the white-walled villa tucked away comfortably in a small town - away from prying eyes, he was slow-moving and sleepy, although the afternoon was only just setting in. He'd eagerly drunk the coffees we offered and passed out around 5pm. Harry complained to me the next day that he was still exhausted, his brain and body were working nine hours behind after all-

"You shouldn't have slept on the plane, H." I mumbled, steadying the kettle over the large white mug as I poured hot water into Harry's second coffee of the morning. He'd been vocal about his dissatisfying sleep all of the two hours we'd been awake and my comment was seemingly unhelpful. He confirmed this by burying his face into my neck, head laying heavy on my shoulder, a low groan buzzing against my skin.

It took him a few days before he was fully himself again, but we've been here for a week now and everything's falling easily into long days by the pool and explorations into the cities either side of us. It feels oddly like a family holiday, I've known Sarah long enough; We grew up in the same town a few years apart, both moving away when we hit eighteen to pursue careers in similarly creative industries - music and journalism. We ended up at the same dinner parties and, for a few months before she moved to LA, we shared a shoebox flat in London.

She's the reason I met Harry; I stayed in her overheating LA apartment over the Easter break of 2017. We spent most days sprawled out on her sofa with all the windows thrown open, catching up on everything that'd happened since she moved away. She'd promised I could meet Mitch - a guitarist for the new band she'd started playing with whom she'd been dating for a few months. I'd heard bits and pieces about him as soon as they met, mostly about his brother-like closeness to the singer they played behind, and as promised, the Tuesday afternoon I opened her front door to Mitch, an equally long-haired-Hawaiian-shirt-clad boy followed.

Harry was goofier and unarguably louder, we paired up naturally in the group of four and it wasn't hard to get to know him, or to fall for the infamous charm I'd heard he was known for. To my pleasant surprise, it didn't feel odd when we joined in with Sarah and Mitch's couple-y activities - mini-golf, brunch, movie nights, I tagged along to a few studio sessions too before I had to go home. We promised to keep in touch but I was certain I'd probably never see him again, or at least not in the same way we'd spent the last week but, when he kissed me goodbye at the airport, I had a little hope.

"Hazzaaa!" Mitch calls loudly down the hall - no doubt on a temporary high from his new coffee addiction. There's no point responding, I can hear his footsteps storming towards our door before he swings it open and I can hide my face further into Harry's shoulder, who is unsurprisingly awake now.

"Go away Rodrick." I grumble, smiling at the rumble of laughter my nickname causes to ripple through Harry's chest.

"We've got bikes, Sarah's found a ride that's only a few miles - we're gonna get lunch." I could probably live here with Sarah and Mitch forever, there was only a few years difference between us but sometimes they felt like parents - or older siblings, cooing over me and Harry's relationship. I always felt part of something when we were all together, it wasn't so hard to imagine moving around each other in the same villa for the rest of our lives.

"Give us a sec Mitchy," Harry's waking up now, I roll over as he leans forward to sit, reaching out for the tea Mitch passes him. I hear mine clink down on my bedside table. "When're you leavin?"

"Thirty minutes?" Mitch replies, twisting his wrist to check the time on the ridiculously retro watch Harry had bought for his birthday. "S'already midday."

Harry hums, promising we'll be down in ten before Mitch accepts his mission of recruitment successful and leaves the room. I shift my head at the metal click confirming the door's shut behind him.

"M'gonna stay here," My face is resting in the crook of my arm, eyes closed as I try to cling to the last bit of sleep, "too tired."

The duvet shuffles slightly again with Harry's movements. He rests on his front now, his torso propped up as he leans his face down into my hair. I'm not sure if I'll ever get used to his smiley morning kisses or the smooth scratch when his curls fall over my own.

"It'll be fun," I turn beneath him, settling to listen to his groggy drawl, his accent is always thicker in the mornings, he strokes a wave of hair behind my ear to see my face. "We'll get a nice lunch - Sarah'n'Mitch'll fawn over some street cats, what more could you want?"

"Sleep..." I giggle, his classic pout having the opposite effect as intended. "I'll come next time, promise. Today I just wanna sleep a little more and maybe go for a swim."

He glances down at me for a moment longer, hesitant to accept my excuse before swooping down to press a kiss to my cheek with a hum of approval and bounding out of bed. He tugs a white t-shirt over his head, pulling it down his torso to reveal the smiling bee graphic - "Enjoy Health - Eat Your Honey." He tries to calm his slightly dishevelled curls in the mirror before he goes back to his long morning process of getting ready.

I could spend all day by the pool if nobody stopped me. It's small enough to fit cosily in the garden of the villa and still leave enough patio for lounging chairs and a small table. A row of citrus fruit trees line the fence at the edge of the garden, they offer a little shade over the far end of the pool in the afternoons when the sun reaches its peak. Every now and then a blossom will fall from the larger trees along the patio; the first day we were all together, Sarah, Mitch and I swam for hours until the evening breeze got too cool against our wet skin. Harry had been reading in a chair a few feet off from us and despite our noisy chatter, he'd fallen asleep, no doubt aided by his still slightly backwards body clock. I made my way over to wake him, the breeze must have been stronger than we thought because as I got closer I noticed tiny pink flowers nestled in his hair - they must have blown from the trees and landed on him as he slept. For hours after he trailed behind me inside through the patio doors, I was picking small blossoms from his curls, he was smiley and dopey from jet lag as he kept reaching his hands out to catch mine and pull me into his chest. I'd missed him for the last ten months when he'd been dazzling the world in flares and Gucci suits. I visited and travelled with him for a few show dates, of course, we'd even managed to spend Christmas and our one year anniversary together, but it was different spending so much time apart. Everything was still shiny and new to me when he left for his first solo tour - we'd only been together four months, most of which had been spent in his London house or weekends together in LA. The refreshing familiarity of being together again after so long hadn't quite rubbed off as we lay sprawled over the sofa, blossom abandoned for now.

"What're you thinking about?"

I look up at Harry, he's changed into a grandpa esque pair of brown drawstring cords I don't miss the little bow he's tied. He raises his eyebrows at me inquisitively when I don't answer, smirking slightly as my eyes wander up to his face.

"Nothing," I smile, pausing to yawn, "Just thinking about what 'm gonna do today."

"Sure you don't want to come with us?" He's collecting bits and pieces from around the room - his phone, wallet, sunglasses, but he peaks his head over his shoulder to look at me as he asks.

"Yeah, think I'm just gonna sit outside for a bit, I wanna catch up on a little bit of work."

His eyebrow quirks up slightly, the 'catching up on work' conversation is something we've had tirelessly throughout our fourteen months together. His work was obviously a little more...noticeable. When he was at work it was normally in a studio all day or sat in meetings, sometimes in a different city or country to me. I could work at home more at least; the articles and reviews I wrote almost always required me to spend a few days out of town to research the topic but once I had my notes, I could write from home. This sometimes lent itself to later nights sat up in my small study - work day blurring into the evening. Harry couldn't argue on it though, he did the exact same. His long hours out of the house didn't cancel out the long ones in, Jeff called any hour of the day with 'pressing matters' and even without external pressures, Harry was determined to get everything perfect, even if it meant tweaking new songs on his weekends off. Normally when he was overwhelmed by the workload of album deadlines and promo he was out in LA, where the pre-sleep chatter whilst we both got ready for bed wasn't an option.

"We're on holiday love, you can let some of it slide."

"It's not work-work, I just wanna write a little." I brush the topic away, it didn't need to abet the argument it'd triggered in the past. "Hurry up - Mitch'll run off without you at this rate."

"I wouldn't worry, don't think Mitch has run a day in his life." Harry chuckles, the goofy smile he wore the whole first day we met beaming back at me as he tucks his belongings in his pockets. He leans down to where I'm sat up over the duvet now, kissing me goodbye. "Be back in a bit, don't burn the house down."

"Promise not to - don't fall off your bike." I say as he pulls away. "Love you- now go, I can hear Mitch having a hissy fit from here."

He laughs. Everything's so easy here, it feels as if time has warped slightly and nothing's too hard anymore. The sun's almost at it's strongest now, defying the curtains and falling on Harry as he makes his way to the bedroom door, picking up his pace as Mitch yells up the stairs at him to 'Stop messin with your hair and come down already.'

"Love you!" Harry calls behind him. His heavy footsteps are followed by Sarah's laugh from downstairs and then the door clicks shut and everything's quiet again.

After an hour or so laying by the pool and a nap that might have lasted a little longer than planned, the sun beats a little heavy and I make my way inside. I've written a decent amount - I found myself recalling the last week here, dipping into more personal ground than I would usually. It's not that Harry and I's relationship is a secret anymore, after about eight months people caught on, but we were still private. He'd brush off interviewer questions about relationships and his 'status' and my social media profiles are free from the hundreds of cosy domestic Harry photos I might have posted if he was someone less in the public eye. It's hard sometimes, especially when I can't share a decent chunk of my photography and all the experiences I might have written about. My old film camera is sat on the kitchen counter now, no doubt filled with sweet moments that'll never see the light of day outside of the four people in them.

The fridge was pretty well stocked considering we'd spent a lot of evenings eating out. We'd taken an eventful shopping trip earlier in the week to the massive grocery store in the town thirty minutes down the road. We ended up buying too much fruit and bread and not much else. The trek home hadn't been considered as Harry and Sarah grew more and more excited over the fresh foods they were used to being shipped over and older than ideal, after it all, we ended up on a long single-tiered town bus, tote bags full and tucked safely on our laps. There one photo in particular of Mitchell standing at the bus stop, watermelon in his arms and a bemused expression on his face that I can't wait to see again once I get to the small camera store back home.

After scouring the shelves for a moment longer, I settle on a sandwich. I'm slicing crunchy lettuce on the old wooden board with swirly carvings around the edges when I hear the door open and familiar voices.

I smear a thin layer of mayonnaise over the contents of the bread before cutting two even triangles and wander out to the living room. Mitch and Harry are already lounging over two of the sofas when I get there, Sarah's nowhere to be seen but the sound of the shower running upstairs starts quietly through the house.

"Hey," I call, making my way over to the back of the black sofa Harry's laying over. "How was it?"

Harry peaks one eye open and reaches his hand up towards me-

"Good- what're you eating?" I steer my food away from his prying fingers as he swoops up to tear off a corner.

"Sandwich, didn't you just eat lunch?"

"Yeah but the portions were tiny," Harry whines slightly, reaching up in a second attempt, protesting when I love the bread away from him again. "I'm growing!"

Mitch laughs from the other side of the room. He swings his legs over the side of the sofa and stands up, rubbing his eyes slightly and trogs over to the stairway. "I'm gonna go shower."

"Good idea, you stink mate," Harry smirks cheekily, earning a glare from Mitch before he disappears up the stairs.

"How was it really, H?" I ask before taking another bite of my sandwich.

"S'good, we cycled for ages - it was actually really beautiful. You've gotta come with me sometime before we go home, although we need to find a different cafe- I paid €11 for the smallest burger I've ever seen."

"We'll bring a picnic or somethin'" I muse, thinking between chews. "I was thinking we could make something tonight 'stead of going out again, something summery maybe."

"Yeah?" Harry mumbles, rubbing his hand over his sun pink cheeks, "Like what?"

"Maybe pitas and some fruit- you bought enough kiwis to last us a lifetime." It's true, he'd claimed he had to in celebration of the tour coming to an end. "Here, d'you want the rest?"

Harry's eyes wander down to the remaining half of my sandwich I'm holding out to him, I try not to think too long about how I could watch his sleepy eyes light up for as long as he'd let me.

"I had something after you left earlier, I'm not that hungry." He looks up at me, unconvinced, but takes the plate anyway, quickly setting the plate on his lap and tucking in. Now that he's sat up in the light without the shadows of the dark cushions around him, I can see how pink is face really is. There's a blushing red along his cheeks and nose and the tips of his ears are bright pink. I brush my thumb over his ear softly, catching his attention as he winces slightly.

"Sorry- think you caught the sun a bit." He swallows the food in his mouth and nods up at me.

"Yeah, hurts a bit." I tilt his face slightly to see the other side - the pink continues down his neck and shoulders where it disappears under the tan lines of his t-shirt.

"Did you not put suncream on before you left?" His mouth full again, he just shakes his head. I smile slightly at how suddenly he's eased into his patient role, munching on his sandwich and peering up at me - ready for me to tend to his injuries. A soft grumble comes from Harry before I sigh - "I'll get the aloe vera."

I walk out into the cool tiled kitchen, opening the fridge again to retrieve the small pot of gel from the top shelf. It was one of the only sensible things we'd managed to buy during the kiwi shopping spree.

"And why didn't you have any suncream on?" I chastise him, giggly at his pouty expression. "It's right on the table, you know."

"You were in bed - I forgot." He eyes my movements as I tuck my leg undeath my body and sit opposite him on the sofa, twisting the cap off the small glass pot in my hands.

" M'I supposed to remind you of everything now, can't even remember suncream without me hey?" He shakes his head, curls tousled around his face. "Come here, stay still..."

I balance the pot in his hands and push his hair back and behind his ears, it'd gotten longer on tour and was threatening to grow into a curly lord farquaad territory. He keeps his head in place when I take back the pot and spread the cold gel over his nose, smiling slightly in surprise-

"S'cold." He watches as I scoop another load of aloe onto my fingertips and cover his cheeks.

"It's been in the fridge- how're your shoulders?" I ask once the gel is spread sufficiently over the pink tint that covered his face and the tips of his ears.

"Not so bad, it's just my face that hurts really."

I hum an okay, spinning the pot lid back on and placing it on the coffee table beside my lunch plate. Harry's hands lay limply in his lap, one reaching slowly to stroke the hem of my loose summer dress. I look up to see his slightly shiny face settling in a shy expression-

"I can be quite forgetful - might have to look after me forever you know." He smiles lovingly, looking up from where his finger and thumb play with the cotton of my dress, to meet my gaze.

"Oh forever, so you've got no plan to improve this bad habit then?" He laughs at my teasing and his smile broadens into a trademark Harry grin.

"Nah...S'okay though, I'll look after you too."

We all end up in the garden by eight pm, lying around the pool with platters of fruit and pittas full of salad and falafel. Harry has a stripe of suncream down his nose and he keeps trying to throw kiwi into Sarah's mouth, although it's ending up anywhere but. The pink in his cheeks has calmed down by now and he's stolen a blue scrunchie from my suitcase and tied a little bun on top of his head.

The hours tick by and the air starts to lose its humid warmth. Pair by pair we trickle back inside, Sarah and Mitchell retreating to their room first.

Harry's standing above me, barefooted in the grass and tipsy on wine. He holds out his hand to me and I take it, pulling myself up from the soft blanket we'd been laying on.

"Leave it," Harry says when I kneel down to fold it, "It's not gonna rain."

Before I can protest he's pulling me behind him and inside the sliding french doors. The tile floor's cold against the bottoms of my feet but the air inside is warm, Harry squeezes my hand in his and pulls me closer against his side, slinging his arm over my shoulders. He's soft and sleepy, and we make out way up the curling staircase clumsily in each other's arms.

I call goodnight to Mitch and Sarah before falling into my own bed. There's a second and then two familiarly inked arms curl around me and pull me into a warm chest. I'm a little drunk, sun-kissed and sleepy from the long conversations of the evening and it isn't long before my eyes are closing - the last noise I can hear is Harry's soft mumbling against my hair. I could definitely stay right here forever.

[purplesurveys]

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What is your age? 22, but there’s less than a month to go before I turn 23.

What annoys you? Literally every single person who still supports the government at this point. For context, we are back to square one and we’re under the exact same quarantine imposed in March 2020 because of the surge in cases. Nothing has changed and nothing has been done in the last 365 days while people are getting hungrier and poorer. I’m done feeling hopeful for this country and I cannot wait to abandon it forever.

Do you have any allergies? Apparently, grass. Can’t be exposed to it for too long otherwise the skin on my thighs turn red and occasionally even get rashes.

B

Do you know anyone named Billy? Kind of, but they’re girls with their name spelled as Billie.

When is your birthday? April 21st and spending it in quarantine once again this year...

Who is your best friend(s)? Angela and Andi.

C

What's your favorite candy? I like gummy bears and worms. As for sweets, I really like Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, Butterfinger, Twix, and the Hershey’s Cookies and Creme bar.

When was the last time you cried? Maybe a day or two ago while watching a snippet from Caught in Providence.

Have you been out of the country? Yes.

D

Do you daydream? Not so much these days. I’ve been better at keeping my focus at work.

What's your favorite kind of dog? I love alllllll dogs, but I’d usually be wary of smaller dogs because 87% of the times I’ve met some, they’re aggressive or a bit moody. I don’t like stereotyping dogs as much as possible but because I’ve had direct experiences to back it up anyway, *shrug*

What day of the week is it? It’s a Sunday.

E

How do you like your eggs? Scrambled, poached, or an omelette with lots of fillings. Balut is also great.

Have you ever been in the emergency room? Only when I was born, I’m guessing.

What's the easiest thing ever to do? Idk, what comes easy to me might not be the same for others. But my answer would be to smile, regardless if it were genuine or otherwise.

F

Have you ever flown in a plane? Yeah, many times. The child-like excitement I get whenever I get on one will probably never go away, either.

Do you use fly swatters? No, my mom usually uses old shoebox covers or rolled-up scratch papers we have lying around to swat them.

Have you ever used a foghorn?: Only in video games lol, never in real life.

G

Have you pet a goat? I don’t think I have. I’ve pet lots of animals before but I don’t think a goat has been one of them yet.

Are you a giver or a taker? Giver, but I’ve been allowing myself to take more these days.

Do you like gummy candies? Love them.

H

How are you? We’ve entered summer weather now, so I feel hot and miserable. It’s also Sunday and I am stuck at home, which doesn’t make me the happiest camper.

What's your height? 5′1″ or a tiny tiny tiny bit taller than that.

What color is your hair? It’s black but on extremely rare occasions I’ll catch a single light brown strand when I play with my hair.

I

What's your favorite ice cream? Cookies and cream and chocolate chip cookie dough. My friend Leigh actually started her own ice cream shop recently and I bought her coffee crumble ice cream, and it is sooooooooo fuckinggggggggg good??????? It’s so rare to find coffee ice cream where I live period, so I’m fucking stoked to have a close friend who makes literally the best one and in generous servings too.

Have you ever ice skated? Many times as a kid. I was never formally trained, but it was something I wanted to try from watching other kids play in mall ice skating rinks; and when I did give it a shot, I ended up enjoying it. Luckily my mom was encouraging and actually frequently dropped me off at a rink so I can practice gliding and all for a few hours while she ran errands.

Have you cheated the IRS? That’s like an American tax thingy, right? We don’t have that here and my employer handles my TIN.

J

What's your favorite jelly bean? Not a big fan but if I had to have Jelly Belly, I obviously would want to get the pleasant-tasting ones.

Do you tell jokes? Yes.

Do you wear nice jewelry? Only on special occasions.

K

Do you want to kill anybody? I don’t want to kill anybody but I certainly wish a good number of public officials would finally die.

Do you want to have kids? Yes. I really wish I could still have a future with them. Thanks for the trauma, my real asshole of an ex.

Where did you have kindergarten? Somewhere.

L

Are you laidback? I doubt my friends would use this to describe me. I for sure lean more towards the uptight side of the spectrum.

Do you lie? Eh, occasionally.

When is the last time you sent a hand-written letter? I have no idea. Christmas 2019 maybe?

M

Ever talked in a microphone? Sure. Many times.

Do you still watch Disney Movies? I very rarely get in the mood for them if I’m by myself, but yes, I’d gladly sit down and watch should an opportunity come.

Do you like mangoes? No.

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Do you have a nickname? 99% of people call me Robyn while my family calls me Byn, but there are a select few friends who’ve stayed long enough with me to catch other names I’ve gotten over the years, which have since become inside jokes/nicknames. There’s Reben and Rolayn, and literally just yesterday ‘Roby’ happened when I ordered food for lunch so that will probably catch on as well.

What’s your favorite number? 4.

Do you prefer night over day? Absolutely.

O

Are you an only child? No, I’m two siblings away from that status.

Do you wish this was over? I haven’t felt that way, no.

What is the closet orange object near you? An orange tumbler my Kuya gave me as a Christmas gift in 2019. There is also orange tape wrapped around the charger adaptor of my company laptop.

P

What one fear are you most paranoid about? Waking up in the middle of surgery and being unable to speak nor move.

Do you play any instruments? Nope.

Do you think you are pretty? Some days.

Q

Are you quick to judge people? No, unless they are already blatantly showing their character like being rude towards service staff, tossing their trash to the ground, or cutting in queues. Whenever those things happen I give myself the space and freedom to guiltlessly judge.

What do you keep quiet about? How dysfunctional my family really is, and the things I really want to say about Gabie.

Do you have any quirks? Food-wise, I like peeling off the breading from fried chicken and placing them on the side of my plate so I can eat them last, because they’re my favorite part.

R

What’s a good reason to cry? Frustration. Crying can be really helpful in lessening stress.

Do you think you're always right? No.

Do you watch reality TV? Not religiously, but I love watching snippets of reality shows on Facebook because they’re all so embarrassing and it’s hilarious to watch hahahahah. Literally last night I was watching clips of Big Ed on 90 Day Fiance.

S

Are you a social person? More so now than I was years ago.

What states have you lived in? I lived in Manila briefly but it didn’t take long till we transferred to another city for a more peaceful life in the suburbs.

What is your favorite season? I wanna say winter because of what I’ve seen from it in movies and shows, but I’ve never actually experienced it before.

T

When did you last sleep in a tent? Sometime in March or April last year.

Do you like tomatoes? Mostly in diced form. Tomato sauce is fine but I don’t really like it in my pasta. Bloody Mary also tastes rather awful.

What time did you wake up? 8:30 AM.

U

Do you have an umbrella in your car? I think so, yeah. I finally placed one in there lmao.

Do listen to Usher? Eh, not really. 2000s R&B isn’t my thing, save for Beyoncé.

Describe the underwear your wearing? It’s light blue.

V

What’s the worst veggie? I never learned to like pechay. I’d still eat it, but only because I like cleaning up my entire plate.

Do you like movies with violence? Some. Like I hate action movies but I enjoyed A Clockwork Orange and Scream lol.

Where do you want to go on vacation? I recently bookmarked an Airbnb in Zambales and the accommodation is basically this super cute line of tipi-styled huts by the beach. I'd love to have a solo trip push through once this Covid mess subsides.

W

Ever been on a wave runner? No.

Where do you work? I work in a PR company.

Do you wish on stars? Just sometimes.

X

Have you ever had an x-ray? Only for mandatory medical exams.

Do you own a xylophone? I think I had a toy one as a kid, but it’s not with me anymore.

Have you watched the x-games? No, not interested.

Y

What did you do yesterday? I stayed at home; ordered food for Angela as a surprise; debated if I should buy a pair of Air Maxes – and ultimately decided I’ve already spent too much this month to deserve a new pair of shows lol; and just settled to buy a new night lamp for my bedroom. I also watched the newest episode of 2 Days 1 Night and ate more of Leigh’s ice cream while doing work.

Do you like the color yellow? Only in mustard yellow. I also like the song Yellow, heh.

What year were you born?: 1998.

Z

Do you believe in the zodiac? No.

Has your bank account been at zero? No. I remember when I was first opening my own account at the bank and the clerk told me to make sure I don’t go below P2,000, and my intensely by-the-book ass has been following the rule ever since, even though my dad has told me it’s absolutely fine to go below it so long as I have P2,000 back in the account after a month hahaha.

Ever been to the zoo? A few.

[dazombi3fari3]

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:

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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

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boscia

Briogeo

Brush Works

Bumble and bumble.

BY TERRY

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

April 2020 Beauty Favorites Hey doll hey!!! How's your day/night going? Great I hope. I had a pretty good day ...

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Cup of Joy

Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah to everyone! I loved writing this and am honored to have been a part of the IT SECRET SANTA 2017! Thank you to all the people who supported me and made me believe that I could write something that others would like. I am so thankful to all my new friends that I made through this fandom and for all the relationships that I will make in the future. Happy Holidays and may 2018 be a year of love and joy!

This is dedicated to @djisprobablydead​ who also joined the festivities, so really I have them to thank for me writing this!

Cold.

That’s all Bill could think as he walked down the sidewalk to his favorite coffee shop, in need of the biggest, warmest cup of coffee he could order. If the parking situation hadn’t been so desolate, he would’ve been able to just walk right in, rather than park three blocks away and have to walk for about fifteen minutes in the snow.

At least I get to look at all the pretty decorations on my way.

Bill loved Christmas. No. He absolutely adored it. He thought it was the best holiday to ever be celebrated. He didn’t even get this excited about his birthday. He just loved the idea of everyone being together, surrounded by lights and food and the spirit of giving.

He was thinking about just how good a holiday that was when something made him stop in his tracks.

The utter lack of christmas decorations at his favorite coffee shop.

Granted it was only the third of December, but to be honest, Bill started decorating the day after Halloween, much to his friend’s and family’s dismay. Sue him if he wanted to get into the mood a little early. But what was so jarring, was the fact that he never would have guessed this from a place he frequents almost four times a week. He even knew the owner by this point. And he knew all the workers’ names and some of their backgrounds, so he assumed that they would be the kind to want to celebrate a happy holiday like this.

He might have not known them as well as he thought he did.

As he finally entered the warm cafe (adorably deemed Cup of Joy), he was greeted from behind the counter with the sight of his favorite barista, Stanley.

Stanley was almost as good as Christmas if Bill was being honest with himself. Stanley had been around since Bill had started coming here, almost two years ago. Bill doesn’t like to admit it, but Stanley is mostly the reason he kept coming back after the first time. The coffee is good - better than most places in the area - but Bill came back for the conversation with the curly haired, mild mannered boy whose coworkers called him, Stan.

He liked Stanley better.

“Hey, Bill”, Stanley greeted, flashing a wide, beautiful smile and effectively pulling Bill out of his daydreaming. If Bill was a little red in the face, he would blame it on the cold outside.

“Hi, S-Stanley. Not many p-people today, huh?”, Bill asked, looking around behind him in the restaurant, noticing the obvious lack of people sitting and talking. “Not until you, Billy Boy”, Stanley said with a smirk. Bill dropped his head at the nickname, not wishing for Stanley to see his cheeks become even redder, not to mention the smile that was currently sitting across his entire face.

“Will it be the usual then? I definitely know how to make other things, you know. I didn’t go through three months of training for nothing.”

“I-I know. I c-c-can’t help it. I just like w-what I like”, Bill said, making eye contact with Stanley on the last sentence.

Unintentionally of course.

“Well then let me get you what you like”, Stanley said, turning away to make Bill’s order, not before sending a wink in his direction. Bill tried to grab his wallet out of his pocket, but Stanley stopped him before he could even stick his hand in. “This one’s on the house today. You look like you need it.” Bill blushed again and muttered a quiet thank you, and moved to the end of the counter to wait for his drink.

See, Stanley had the same attitude towards Bill. He had started seeing him come in about two years ago and ever since then, Bill was his favorite part - well parts - of the week. He had the biggest smile whenever he came in, always wanted to make conversation, and had the cutest stutter that Stanley had ever heard. He would hope everyday that Bill would come into the shop, and on the days that he didn’t, Stanley usually went home very sad and deflated. And on the days that Bill did grace him with presence? Well, Stanley would like to think he played it cool, acting like Bill’s appearances in the cafe made him feel like any other customer was talking to him. But sometimes he thought he was being a little obvious.

Obviously not.

Bill hadn’t tried to make even one move on Stanley in the two years that he had been coming in. Maybe Stanley should be the one to make the first move, but he honestly was so afraid of being rejected, it made him keep his mouth shut every time. This time was no different.

Stanley watched as Bill moved to the end of the counter, and while his coffee was brewing, Stanley could not keep his eyes of him. He was just so pretty - bundled up in god knows how many layers of clothes, with a little red nose, and mittens to match the ensemble. Stanley was smitten.

Stanley took the finished cup to the end of the counter and held it out in front of Bill. “Here you go. Just how you like it”, Stanley said, extending his arm towards Bill for him to take his drink. “Th-Thank you”, Bill said, taking his drink in his hand, sliding his fingers against Stanley’s in the process. Bill laughed a little to himself, “Isn’t it c-crazy that I come here s-so often that you remember m-m-my usual?”

“I don’t mind. Means I get to see your pretty face more often s’all.” Stanley almost passed out in shock from what he just let leave his mouth. He was even more surprised by what he heard back.

“You think I-I’m p-p-pretty?”

Stanley was the one who had the stutter all of a sudden. “U-Um y-yeah I mean uh, yeah I th-think you’re c-cute…”

“Well that’s v-very good to know, St-Stanley”, Bill said taking his cup and walking towards the door. He was almost there when something stopped him. He turned back around to Stanley and asked, “Why d-do you guys not have any d-decorations up? I mean I know it’s early b-b-but you guys look k-kind of sad without them,” Bill said with a chuckle, not wanting to sound rude.

“I’m Jewish, Bill. The others are really nice and agreed to have it pretty neutral around the holidays so I didn’t feel left out. Hence, nothing at all unfortunately. I know how much you love it.”

Bill hummed, leaving the shop with a smile. He had an idea, but he needed some help to do it.

Bill came in a few more times in the following week, but he was pretty busy getting ready for his surprise. He had actually been thinking for a few weeks how he was going to say something to Stanley. He didn’t think “Hey. I like your coffee, but I think you’re sweeter”, would go over very well, so he had come up with a plan to show him just how much he liked him. When Stanley had told him he was Jewish so the cafe didn’t hang up anything for the holidays, it really got under Bill’s skin. His coworkers couldn’t hang both sets of decorations? They couldn’t hang green and red and blue and white? He just didn’t think it was fair. He saw where it was coming from, but he didn’t think this was just a one year event. Depending on how long Stanley had worked here, he might have never been able to celebrate for real.

Bill went to the shop one day, after calling to make sure Stanley wasn’t working. He didn’t want to get sidetracked talking to Stanley and completely forget what he was there to do. So he walked in and went straight to the counter, seeing a worker that had been there for a while, but Bill had never really interacted with.

“H-Hi. I was wondering if I could t-talk to the o-owner? It’s about St-Stanley?”

“Yeah sure thing. She’s actually in today. I’ll go get her”, a guy named Josh - according to the name tag - said, looking Bill up and down.

It took about thirty seconds of waiting by the counter for the girl to show up, looking like she already knew it would be Bill standing in front of her when she emerged.

“So, Bill is it? I’m Beverly. You had a question about Stanley? Well, I can assure you right now that he’s single and interested. He won’t talk about anything else to any of us. He's always blabbing on about ‘Bill is so cute’ and ‘Bill came in today wearing the cutest sweater-’”

“O-Oh no! I was actually going to ask about something else”, Bill said clearing his throat and rubbing the back of his neck, absolutely mortified that he was apparently talked about behind his back.

Alright. Not really mortified. More like relieved and ecstatic.

“I was actually w-wondering if I c-could do something special for him that involves the c-cafe? I h-h-heard that the reason you g-guys don’t decorate is to make sure he d-doesn’t get his feelings hurt, and I think that’s g-g-great and all, but I would also like this to s-serve as like a um, a w-way to uh-”

“A way to tell him you’re in love with him just as much as he’s in love with you? Yeah I think we can make something happen”, Beverly finished with a glint in her eye. “What did you have in mind?”

Stanley walked in to his shift a couple days later, tired and not wanting to deal with anyone except one person. He was really hoping he was going to be visited by Bill today, because he knew that if he saw him, his day would instantly be better.

What he walked into was not what he was expecting.

When he opened the door, he was greeted with a slew of blue and white garland hanging from the ceiling of the cafe, vases painted with beautiful blue designs holding twigs with hanging with tiny plastic menorahs and stars on every table, candles lined up on the top of the counter, and the chalkboards were decorated with designs and cartoon dreidels.There were beautiful blue and white icicle lights everywhere, letting the cafe be cast in a gentle blue glow. Stanley couldn’t believe anything he was seeing.

Beverly emerged from the back, wiping her hands on a towel, looking up and addressing Stanley with a “Good Morning!”

“Bev? What the hell is all of this?”

Beverly stepped to the side of the door frame, allowing someone to step out beside her, someone who took the air out of Stanley’s lungs.

“Bill? What are you doing here? Why are you in the back? We’re not even open yet.”

“Happy Hanukkah, Stanley”, was all Bill said, walking over to Stanley. It took Stanley a second to put the pieces together, but when he did, he couldn’t stop the grin from spreading across his face. Or the tears from forming in his eyes.

“Oh Stanley, p-please don’t cry. If you d-don’t like it, we can t-take it all down. I-I’m sorry”, Bill said, pulling Stanley into a hug, instantly regretting his idea and wishing he never got out of bed that morning.

“What?”, Stanley asked through teary eyes, pulling away from Bill a bit to speak, “I don’t hate it Bill! No one has ever thought to do something this nice for me. Thank you. I love it. I love it so much. I love-”, Stanley cut himself off.

“You wh-what, Stanley?”

“I love you, Bill. I think I’ve loved you since the day you walked into the shop. I’m so thankful that you did this for me, I couldn’t have asked for a better holiday. Thank you. It’s all perfect. A-And if you don’t feel the same, I completely understand. If you don’t wanna come here anymore I completely understand”, Stanley said all in breath, not ready to hear what Bill had to say.

“Stanley. You of all p-people should know, I like what I like, and what I like, is you. It’s been you from the s-second you made me that first drink. I’m really g-glad that I could do this for you and that it m-made you so happy.”

“Me too, Billy. I actually kind of wish I celebrated Christmas. Then we would have some mistletoe to stand under.”

“Stanley, I don’t think we need mistletoe”, Bill said, leaning in closer to Stanley and closing his eyes. Stanley met his lips, kissing him gently, letting Bill know how happy he was in that moment. They pulled away and looked into each other’s eyes.

“Merry Christmas, Bill.”

“Happy Hanukkah, Stanley.”

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tagged by @austrechildes :D

Rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better.

a - age: 23 b - birthplace: Denver, Colorado c - current time: 8:40pm d - drink you last had: plain ol’ water e - easiest person to talk to: there are a few -- some are near and some are far but all somehow put up with my weirdness on a daily basis. f - favorite song: i have a lot of favorite songs so i’m going to base this purely off of emotional connection -- and it’s still a two-way tie. the weight by the band, into the mystic by van morrison. g - grossest memory: uuuuummmmm probably every time i dogsit for my neighbors’ two massive irish wolfhounds and put off scooping poop until the last day and have to cope with that h - horror yes or horror no: i love horror  i - in love?: hard no.  j - jealous of people?: sometimes but i try not to be  k - kicking ass? me? personally? right now? hell yea. compared to where i was a year ago, HELL YEA l - love at first sight or should i walk by again?: not love at first sight... cosmic interest at first sight, followed by hesitant friendship, followed by love m - middle name: achamma. it’s the only part of my name that sounds remotely indian. n - number of siblings: zero o - one wish: a day to sleep in. p - person you called last: it was a work phone call so is therefore irrelevant  q - question you are always asked: "you’re indian? like with the dot or with the feather?” “but like where are you from?” r - reasonS to smile: halloween is in one week, stranger things comes out on friday, the sunset has been beautiful the last couple of nights, my boss gave me an appreciation note and a random bonus, i finally got a radio in boris (my car) s - song you last sang: run boy run - woodkid (literally the only song i’ve been listening to for days) t - time you woke up: 6:30am and then i pressed snooze until 7:15am. u - underwear colour: blue v - vacation destination: i’m the most boring person alive but honestly just take me back to the uk. like i’ve been there 3924092384092 times but i will never ever get tired of it. w - worst habit: hmm well currently it’s starting books and not finishing them.  x - x-rays: two. once when i had pneumonia as a child, and the second time is when i busted my knee wheeeee y - your favorite food: christmas dinner (which for me is prime rib, twice baked potatoes, some kind of vegetable, gravy...) z - zodiac sign: taurus af 

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The Sunday Morning Post

July 30, 2017                                                                   5th edition

Current News:

Darkiplier vrs Antisepticeye

On July 28th, Markiplier, famous YouTube personality posted a video of his most infamous alter-ego Darkiplier having a argument with the ever popular Antisepticeye. The evil side of YouTuber Jacksepticeye.

For a few years now both Markiplier and Jacksepticeye’s communities have created and developed these two antagonist, only for Mark and Jack to take these characters to the next level with stunts and video appearances. Such as when Antisepticeye kept showing up in videos during the month of October of 2016, only to finally make his debut appearance in the video ‘Say Goodbye’. Where as Darkiplier made his first debut in the video Markiplier … My name is … Mark, as a character in a fan-made game. His first actual appearance was in the interactive game ‘A date with Markiplier’ as one of the final outcomes.

Since then, fans have been crying out for more interaction from the darker sides of these two YouTube personalities, especially with each other. That time has finally come in one of the most resent videos uploaded to Markiplier’s channel: DARKIPLIER vs ANTISEPTICEYE.

It’s the confrontation many have always wanted, and so much more. You can watch the 5:10 video here.

The stories and artwork have already begun.

Story Recommendations: 

          Yellow Tulips by tadanoris

(Yuri on Ice)

The first time Guang-Hong visits the flower shop, he enters with low expectations and the intention of getting out as quickly as possible.

The fifth time he visits, he's pretty sure it has less to do with the flowers, and more to do with the man selling them.

Yellow Tulips by Tadanoris is a sweet and tender fic that's guaranteed to brighten your day. Following Guang-Hongs life as an art student, you'll get tons of cute interactions between him and the shopkeeper Leo, as they get to know each other. With witty dialog and a good dash of humour (not to mention flowers and paint), Yellow Tulips will leave you satisfied with a warm heart. - Rec’d by Bas§ymphonies

Artist Spotlight:

Save my soul by @kingsdoodles​

Comic: Untitled by @akimbocomics​

Different stories resonate with different people.

Support:

This week’s Ko-Fi shout-out goes to Fauks. @fennec-faux​

Fauks is a talented writer and has a wonderful collection of Yuri on Ice stories on Ao3. Her most famous being Blue Roses. Please show your support and buy her a coffee to support her and her writing and art.

Zine: Love Life Lust: A Victor Nikiforov Photobook, directed by Yuri K.

Artist: @kuso-taisa​ and guest.

Patreon:  History of the Tower by @phoenixwaller​

The Tower is the most popular game show of all time. It has its own dedicated channel, and its own private island on which competitors train, make their runs, and ultimately live or die. Survivors are assured fame and fortune, however, those who fail to escape before the timer counts down perish in the collapse of the building.

Sheryl Callaghan is the newest contestant, willing to risk her life after having lost everything in a tragic accident. She's trained, and she's ready to face both the physical and psychological demands of her individualized tower.

However, she soon learns that there is a shadow greater than death looming over the show. If she escapes will she be able to face the truth?

Fun and Games:

Give me a character and I’ll answer by @buckscptn​ (Click title to reblog)

do I like them:

5 good qualities:

3 bad qualities:

favourite episode/etc:

otp:

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notp:

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head canon:

Story Prompt:

HP Writing prompt by @writing-prompt-s​ (click title to reblog)

Voldemort kills Harry Potter and declares war against the Muggles. He loses horribly, because unlike wizards - Muggles actually understand how magic works.

Art Prompt:

ABC Dress-up Challenge by @kireiscorner​

A) Formal B) Semi Formal C) Street Fashion D) Preppy E) Punk or Goth F) Pastel G) Vintage (specify decade/year) H) Swimwear I) Sleepwear J) Lingerie K) Cosplay L) Royal M) Clothes Swap or Redesigned Original N) Wedding O) Christmas P) Fall Fashion Q) Summer Fashion R) Night Out/Date Night S) Halloween T) School Uniform U) Animal Inspired V) Winter Fashion W) Profession Inspired X) Tron Y) Steampunk Z) Spring Fashion

Fandom Week:

Phichimetti week! July 31st - August 8th.

Yuuri Week! July 23rd - July 29th.

Guang-Hong Week! Taking submissions for the month of July.

Yuri on Ice Music Week! Beginning July 24th.

Miraculous fluff month! Beginning August 1st.

YOI Wedding Week! August 6th - 12th.

W.I.P. Motivation:

Coward’s Courage by @rainyteawrites​

Viktor Nikiforov is an idealistic young aristocrat in the New Russian Empire who wants to change how his society treats Omegas. But before he can gain any political power he has to play by his father's rules and find himself an acceptable mate. 

Please go read and support this artist. They are looking for kudos and comments to get them back into finishing this fantastic story!

Resources:

Fictional Writer’s Character Chart - (Click link for all pages!!)

Help Wanted:

Needed: Tumblr theme editor. Please contact Diamond Winters for details.

Story recommendations!! If you find a story that you absolutely love, and you want to see it get some recognition, please submit a link to it with a 2-3 sentence review of the story. This way it could get in the spotlight in a future edition of the SMP. Requirements are that it’s completed, or a one-shot.

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If there is ever any section of the Sunday Morning Post that you feel you can contribute too, please send an Ask or Submit to either the SMP, or @d2diamond so that it has a chance at making in a future post. Thank you!

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N A M E: Brandon Allen Pearce A G E: 23 P L A C E   O F   O R I G I N: Loleta, California G R O U P: V. A. Medical Center O C C U P A T I O N: Hunter F C: Charlie Heaton

❝ I have come one step away from everything. And here I stay, far from everything, one step away. ❞

↪ p e r s o n a l i t y ;

P O S I T I V E   T R A I T S: creative ; independent N E G A T I V E   T R A I T S: withdrawn ; hot-tempered

↪ b i o g r a p h y ;

L I F E   B E F O R E   T H E   O U T B R E A K:

Born in a small tucked away town known for it’s Cheese Factory, Brandon Pearce was an only child born to parents, Samantha and Coy Pearce in 1994. A bundle of joy for a newlywed couple who were high school sweethearts.

Growing up in a small town meant you knew everyone, and everyone knew you. You couldn’t walk down the street without receiving a friendly smile or wave, or ‘Hey, how are your parents doing?’. It was a comfortable place that was close to the coast, and Brandon and his friends spent countless hours on the beach. It offered adventure and possibilities, which was more than could be said bout their small stuffy town

One Winter day during Christmas break when the kids were all twelve-years-old, Brandon and his friends made the trek to the beach. Each of their parents warned them not to turn their back on the water considering the ocean was unpredictable and ‘sneaker waves’ were common, and they’d sweep you off your feet before you could even blink. But boys will be boys and one of Brandon’s friends dared him to go out towards the water until a wave started to come creeping up to the shore and then run away, and although he was hesitant, Brandon eventually agreed to the dare after watching another friend do it and make it back unscathed by the cold water. Long story short, Brandon was unfortunately swept away into the freezing water of the Pacific Ocean and pushed under and into the dark waves, his friends watching in terror as one of the four ran to look for help. Luckily, Brandon was washed up onto the shore and able to crawl away from the dangerous waves that were threatening to sweep him away once again.

Being exposed to both the cold water and weather, Brandon caught pneumonia as well as a severe ear infection from the water in his right ear that remained trapped there as he lay on his side on the sandy shore of the beach. Ultimately the infection leads to Brandon growing almost completely deaf in that ear, but that was something he’d have to live with considering he’d nearly lost his life.

Banned from going to the beach without adult supervision, that lead to a strain on Brandon and his group of friends, not only that, but since Brandon spent a few months recovering and being grounded – he was detached from his friends until the next year and by then they were slowly being distracted by the weight of 7th grade as well as the distraction of girls and exploring dating.

Brandon slowly became more of a recluse and turned to video games for comfort, not to mention it was hard to adjust to the loss of hearing in his right ear, others often teasing him, snapping their fingers by his ear, or whispering behind his back knowing he’d hardly be able to hear them.

Losing his friends wasn’t the only shockwave that shook Brandon’s world, his parents began arguing behind closed doors and eventually got a divorce. And the once sweet, adventurous young boy was slowly dwindling down a path of depression.

Still a minor at 15, Brandon was urged to pack his bags and move out to Wyoming with his mom, to live near her older sister, Danielle, who’d moved out there not too long before the arguing between his parents began.

It was hard to settle into a new town, in a new state, and this only fed, Brandon’s reclusiveness.

He began rebelling against his mom by staying out late and staying away from the house in general. And although he would stay out of trouble (his outings mostly consisting of visiting the local bookstore where he’d read comics and read any book that piqued his interest) he stopped doing his homework, and this led to his grade dropping and his mom forced him to go to counseling until he graduated high school and was no longer considered a minor.

Some may say that Brandon was simply a selfish teen who needed a dose of reality, his counselor concluded that his behavior was normal for a child of divorce, and although the counseling didn’t solve the behavioral issues completely, he at least managed to graduate high school with a passing overall grade. Skating by in his own world, where he refused to align himself with many people.

L I F E   D U R I N G   T H E   O U T B R E A K:

Brandon had plans to go back to California and live with his dad, go to college at Humboldt State and reconnect with people he’d known most of his life. His mom, although upset she and her son had disconnected from one another over the years after she and his father divorced, she was still supportive of Brandon and wanted him to have a good life, so if he wanted to go live with his dad, she was going to support that decision even if it did break her heart.

They were on their way to the airport when news of the outbreak interrupted the music that was playing on the radio. Immediately Brandon laughed, was this an attempt to re-enact the fear that grabbed a hold of the world when radio stations began to pretend H.G. Well’s War of the Worlds was actually happening in the 30′s as a Halloween special?

His mom, however, didn’t find it as humorous as he did, and all it took was a moment of distraction for her to merge slightly onto the right-hand lane of the highway and collide with another car that had been in her blind spot, forcing both of the cars off the road and into a ditch after the car flipped multiple times, Brandon immediately lost consciousness after banging his head against the car door window (which ultimately ends up saving his life).

The ambulance had been called by a witness to the accident, but all ambulances were already out on call due to the multiple incidents involving the outbreak.

Brandon woke to a killer headache and the weight of his body pulling at the seatbelt as he and his mom remain upside down after flipping over into the ditch. He looks over at her, she’s covered in blood but he can still see her chest rising and falling with slow, even breaths.

Brandon and his mom managed to make it out of the car, however, the other driver of the car they’d collided with hadn’t been so lucky, and that was the first time they both realized the radio broadcast wasn’t a joke.

Both of them were in a daze after that, seeing the man upside down, reaching out towards them, a shard of glass protruding out from his neck, his eyes white as if he had cataracts, and the sickening sound of the growls that emitted from the man were animalistic. It was truly a nightmare to witness.

But they managed to hobble towards a neighborhood in the dark, where they broke into a house (Brandon’s idea) and set up camp for the night. They were weak and injured and his mom was growing weaker by the second.

L I F E   A F T E R   T H E   O U T B R E A K:

Although he’d never tell you, Brandon ended up having to kill his mom once she fell asleep that first night and woke up as something completely different. That alone was enough to change Brandon from the rebellious young adult he was turning into. At first, he was riddled with anxiety and depression, he’d holed up in the house with the body of his mother who he’d tucked away in the closet so he wouldn’t have to see her. He wanted to die, but every time he went out to look for supplies and ran into trouble, his flight instinct kicked into high gear and he managed to get away or fight his way out of a sticky situation. Essentially he was on auto-pilot, doing what he needed to do to survive no matter what it took.

His weapon of choice was a sturdy tree branch he carved a point onto at the end.

The last thing he wanted was to find a group of people to be with, he hated the idea of being responsible for others in a world collapsing into ruin, but he’d happened along the Cheyenne VA Medical center by chance. He’d been holding out in the woods nearby when he watched two people with guns walk underneath the tree he’d set up camp in for the night, and he followed them, intending to see where they came from with intention to steal from them, he was low on food and from the appearance of the two walking underneath him they seemed to be in rather good physical shape, whilst he was wasting away from the lack of meals.

He didn’t get far in his excursion into the building he’d followed the two in before he was spotted and although he didn’t want to be a part of a group, he eventually came back to the building after managing to escape and live on his own for a couple more weeks before he gave in and went back. Agreeing to be a part of the group as long as he didn’t have to work with many others, being a Hunter was the best gig.

He could do his own thing, but his plan was to eventually leave the group and head out towards California and try and find his father if he was still alive.

That wasn’t the only thing he was keeping from the group, he also refuses to admit that he’s partially deaf, and he goes out of his way to keep anyone from finding out, he doesn’t want to be stripped of his hunter title and the shred of privacy he’s able to receive while hunting.

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Football-mad mum makes light opposition of cancer and chemo to keep coaching

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Football-mad mum makes light opposition of cancer and chemo to keep coaching

When Tricia McAneny was told she had breast cancer, she had one immediate goal – to keep coaching football.

Football-loving Tricia grew up rubbing shoulders with talented players including current Dumbarton boss Steven Aitken.

When her son joined their local Erskine youth football club, she volunteered to help with coaching.

Seven years on, she has an array of professional coaching qualifications and has been mentored by top-flight coaches including Scotland women’s team boss Shelley Kerr.

Tricia loves nothing more than being on the training pitch (Image: UGC)

She wasn’t going to let treatment for breast cancer stop her from attending coaching sessions or watching her team’s games every week.

Tricia, 44, of Erskine, Renfrewshire, said: “When I was diagnosed with breast cancer, it was very important to me that life went on as normally as possible.

“Football is my passion and, when I was going through treatment, it gave me such a great focus.

“I didn’t make it to every training session and game but I made it to most.

“I couldn’t do a lot of the physical side of coaching but I could still shout instructions like a sergeant major and tell the players what to do.

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“The boys I coach were brilliant with me, always treating me just as they normally would and I’ve no doubt that staying so involved in what I loved doing helped keep me strong.”

Mum-of-two Tricia was diagnosed in February 2017.

She spotted a suspicious dimple on her breast just days after losing her mum Sophia, 66, to breast cancer.

Tricia said: “My mum had initially been diagnosed with breast cancer 16 years earlier, when I was pregnant with my daughter.

“Then, 14 years later, her breast cancer came back – only this time it had spread into a lot of different places including her bones and lung.

(Image: Sunday Mail)

“My mum was told the disease was incurable and she died 18 months later, two days before Christmas in 2016.

“A few days later I was coming out of the shower when I noticed an indentation on my breast that I thought was quite strange.

“I spoke to my sisters about it the day before our mum’s funeral and they told me I needed to get it checked out.”

Tricia’s GP referred her to the breast unit at the Royal Alexandra Hospital in Paisley.

She said: “I went along on my own because I wasn’t really worried but I started to get a real sense of deja vu – taking me back to my mum’s breast cancer diagnosis.

“The other women I was chatting to in the clinic were coming and going quite quickly but I was being sent for test after test and still there five hours after I had arrived. My worried husband and sisters kept texting to ask what was taking so long and I told them the clinic was really busy.

“But I knew the news I was going to be given wasn’t good.”

Tricia was diagnosed with breast cancer that had spread into her lymph nodes.

She said the hardest thing was breaking the news to those she loved, including her husband Scott, 49, daughter Brogan, 18, and son Ciaran, 14.

Tricia’s mum and dad Sophia and Patrick Gallagher (Image: UGC)

Tricia said: “My dad Patrick had been diagnosed with a type of bone cancer and died just nine months later in February 2012, which had been a huge shock.

“Then my mum was diagnosed with secondary breast cancer and we lost her too.

“As a family we had been hopeful that 2017 was going to be a better year for us all but here I was being diagnosed with breast cancer and I felt so guilty having to tell everyone.”

Tricia started to have chemotherapy but she had to stop the treatment after her body reacted badly to three different types of drug.

She said: “As a family, we joke that I’m quite jinxed – or possessed by a white witch – because of some of the things that happen to me but you just have to laugh.

“It turns out I’m allergic to chemotherapy, which is not good when that’s supposed to be the main part of your treatment.

“The first two doses of chemo I was given made me very ill and had no effect on my cancer at all.

“When I received the third dose, it caused an instant, very painful reaction – a burning sensation right through my body – as did the next type of chemotherapy I received. So I couldn’t receive any more.”

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Tricia underwent a mastectomy followed by radiotherapy.

Throughout her treatment, she was determined not to stop coaching at the club, where she trains an under-16s team. She is also the club’s coaching coordinator.

She said: “I first decided to get involved in coaching when my son started at the club.

“My husband was badly injured in a car accident around 20 years ago and, after undergoing 16 operations, had to have his leg amputated.

“He wasn’t able to get involved with the coaching but I was happy to help.

“I started doing all my coaching qualifications and really loved what I was doing, although it was tough at the start as there was a lot of ignorance surrounding women in football.

“I used to work as an air hostess and sometimes I would dash to games with my big hair all still tied up and my make-up on.

“Sometimes men involved with other teams used to ignore me but that just made me all the more determined to do well.”

Determined Tricia is looking forward to the future (Image: Sunday Mail)

Tricia said she was overwhelmed by the support she received from the youngsters she coached throughout her illness.

A year-and-a-half on from her diagnosis, tests show no trace of the disease and while Tricia is continuing to recover, she is looking forward to the future and determined to do all she can to help raise awareness of breast cancer.

Next month, Tricia will appear as a model in the Breast Cancer Care Scotland Fashion Show, which takes place on Thursday, October 25, at the Hilton hotel in Glasgow.

Breast Cancer Care are the only specialist UK-wide support charity for people affected by breast cancer.

Funds raised at the show will help the charity continue to provide care, support and information to people affected by breast cancer.

Tricia is looking forward to swapping her tracksuit for something more glamorous.

She said: “Breast Cancer Care provided amazing support for me. I attended some of the charity’s courses, including Moving Forward, which helps women find their new normal after breast cancer treatment.

“I’m very excited about taking part in the fashion show and can’t wait to see what amazing outfits all the models will be wearing.”

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MAIN  VERSE  :  Post - apocalyptic    (  tag  ). AGE  :  Twenty - two  years  old    (  default  ). FACE  CLAIM  :  Dianna  Agron,  Stana  Katic. TRIGGERS  :  Zombies,  violence,  gore,  sexual  content,  death,  alcohol  consumption,  expletives,  weapon - use    (  firearms,  knives,  etc.  ).

P O I N T S    O F    I N T E R E S T

This  verse  generally  follows  canon  up  until  SEASON  THREE.  canon  divergence  starts  at  around    ‘  Hold  On  to  Sixteen  ’    when  the  virus  arrives  in  Lima  after  their  sectionals  performance,  and  that  is  where  my  main  verse  picks  up  and  begins  to  deviate.  Please  note  that  even  though  it  does  follow  the  initial  guidelines  of  canon  and  some  events  are  mirrored,  for  the  most  part,  it  is  completely  headcanon - based  and  VERY  canon - divergent.

Quinn  is  a  LEADER  of  her  own  operative  team  by  her  own  right,  and  has  been  for  a  good  few  years  now.  despite  the  fact  that  she  may  not  physically  be  the  strongest  fighter    (  though,  heaven  knows  she  tries  ),    she  is  in  that  position  due  to  her  background  in  team  leadership  and  her  ability  to  remain  professional  in  a  potentially  emotional  /  sensitive  situation.

The  camps  first  opened  nationwide  on  June  3rd  2014,  three  years  after  the  virus  initially  broke  out.  She  currently  resides  with  most  of  her  surviving  classmates  at  Base  Camp  Three.  Her  cabin  is  shared  with  Santana  and  Brittany,  but  she  moves  into  her  own  cabin  with  Sam  much  later  on  down  the  line.

Despite  there  being  many  theories  and  conspiracies,  there  is  no  real  certainty  as  to  how  the  virus  broke  out.  Even  now,  after  all  these  years,  nothing  has  been  confirmed  as  the  lab  assistants  at  the  university  in  Albuquerque  were  the  first  to  die  and  the  government  has  since  fallen  to  ruin.  Any  reason  given  is  most  likely    s p e c u l a t i o n .

A R C S

BEFORE  :  From  ages  16 - 17.  before  the  apocalypse,  there  was  just  a  world,  and  she  was  just  a  girl,  and  there  was  nothing  on  her  mind  except  for  mindless teenage  worries.

NOW    (  default  )  :  From  ages  18 - 35.  the  time  is  now,  and  to  live  you  must  fight.  its  every  man  and  woman  for  themselves,  and  only  the  STRONGEST  can  survive.

AFTER  :  From  ages  36  and  onwards.  she  is  older,  the  world  is  weary,  and  the  undead  are  almost  controllable.  Her  guard  is  never  let  down,  but  there’s  a  familiarity  in  the  earth’s  steady  movement.  it  might  just  be  okay.

H I S T O R Y

THE  DAY  THE  DEAD  BEGAN          to  rise  from  their  graves  is  called  the  RECKONING.  Hundreds  of  people  died,  and  as  the  virus  began  to    s p r e a d,    hundreds  turned  to  thousands  and  thousands  to  millions.  Blood  spilled  across  the  land,  dark  and  congealed,  old,  but    blood    nonetheless.  At  one  point,  those  creatures  had  been  as  human  as  anyone  else   ---------------   living,  breathing,  FEELING.  They  were  people,  and  now  they  were  not.  So  what  are  they  if  they  are  not  human  anymore  ?

                    Quinn  didn’t  believe  any  of  it  at  first.  It  was  a    headache    that  stretched  on  for  days,  a  nuisance  more  than  anything  else.  Every  time  someone  brought  it  up  came  with  the    r o l l i n g    of  eyes  and  the  tutting  of  a  naive  tongue.  She  didn’t  believe  because  she  wasn’t  given  a  reason  to.  The  drills  in  school  were  taken  as  a  joke,  and  the  news  could  so  easily  be  faked.  She  was  SCEPTICAL,  but  it  didn’t  mean  that  she  wasn’t  afraid.  Her  best  friends  were  talking  about  the  possibility  of  dying,  some  even  going  so  far  as  to  mention  their  own    funerals.    They  were  miserable  days,  grey  and  foreboding,  everybody  just  waiting  around  for  something  to  happen.

                                                                 And  then  it  did.  

                    They  were  still  running  on  the  high  of  winning  Sectionals  the  week  before,  and  with  Christmas  coming  up,  they  were  in  a  HAZE of  festivities.  It  was  like  sitting  on  a  roller  coaster,  watching  it  go    up  and  up  and  up    and  then  teetering  on  the  edge  until  the  cart  finally  tipped.  When  the  virus  arrived  in  Lima,  they  were  prepared,  but  nobody  knew  what  they  were  supposed  to  do.  The  world  had  seemingly  frozen  and  by  the  time  it  started  moving  again,  the  damage  had  already  been  done.  

                    During  the  early  days,  there  was constant  chaos.  Of  course,  it  was expected.  No  one  had  ever  witnessed  something  of  this    magnitude    this  before.  The  air  very  quickly  turned  PUTRID,  and  though  there  was  no  time  for  riots,  there  were  lootings  abound.  Shops  were  emptied  of  the  most  basic  of  necessities,  people  going  back  to  their  animalistic  roots,  and  Quinn  watched  it  all  happen  with  wide,  scared  eyes,  and  a  brilliant    fury    burning  in  her  veins.  It  wasn’t  just  their  world  anymore,  it  wasn’t  a  world  purely  for  adults.  There  was  a  new  generation,  and  that  generation  was  being  exposed  to  more  horrors  than  ever  before.  It  was  a  generation  expected  to  grow  up  way  before  their  time.  A  generation  that  would  understand  oh  too  clearly  the  FRAGILITY  of  childhood.

                    She  remembers  the  first  time  she  held  a  gun  in  her  hand.  Eyes  stared  straight  down  towards  her  target,  aiming  and  MISSING  completely,  almost  knocking  herself  out  when  it  kicked  back.  Nobody  laughed.  None  of  them    dared    to  laugh.  No  one  else  had  had  the  courage  to  even  touch  a  rifle,  let  alone  use  it.  They  stared  wordlessly  and  watched  as  she  tried  again,  over  and  over,  until  her  hands  had  begun  to  shake  and  she  could  hear  nothing  but  her  own  ringing  in  her  ears.  Weeks  later,  when  her  aim  had  started  to  improve,  she  prided  herself  in  her  exertions  and  grew  in  CONFIDENCE.  Her  mother  was  gone,  but  she  had  her  friends  at  her  side,  the  only  real  solace  she  needed,  even  when  they  began  to  drop  off  like  flies.  It  was  always  difficult  losing  members  of  their  make - shift  family.  After  all  this  time,  they  were  all  that  each  other  had  and  they  clung  tightly  to  one  another,  scared  to  let  go.

                    It  was    four  years  later    when  the  first  camps  opened  ---------------  the  last  call  of  the  government.  With  the  rest  of  the  world  almost  completely  out  of  reach,  they  were  to  be  the  SAFE  HAVEN  for  those  who  were  still  living.  Acres  of  land  protected  by  barbed - wire  fences  and  a  rotation  of  armed  guards    (  or  simply  those  who  were  experienced  in  combat  ).    Within  months,  hundreds  of  camps  popped  up  across  the  States.  Those  who  wanted  a  community  thrived  together  in  their  new,  SECURE  environment,  while  those  who  preferred  their  own  liberty  kept  to  themselves.  It  wasn’t  ideal,  and  it  wasn’t  home.  In  fact,  it  felt  too  much  like  a  faded  MEMORY  of  what  they  once  had  to  be  true,  but  Quinn  quickly  found  her  place.  If  there  was  to  be  danger,  she  could  at  least  accept  her  brief  tranquility.

                    Maybe  just  getting  by  would  be  the  new  way  of  LIVING.

I M P O R T A N T    L I N K S

timeline  of  events.  will  be  updated  as  they  come.

M A I N S & E X C L U S I V E S

MAINS  :  

AWESOMEGAYDAR      ♡      Santana  Lopez.

DUSKGATHERS      ♡      Michael    ‘  Mike  ’    Chang.

FLORCNTISSIMAE      ♡      Rachel  Berry.

HASRAGE      ♡      Santana  Lopez.

HUNTERSLATTE      ♡      Hunter  Clarington.

EXCLUSIVES  :  

GLORYSTARVED      ♡      Achilles  Pelides.

STRONGOFHEART      ♡      Samuel    ‘  Sam  ’    Evans.

TOPHCT      ♡       Madison  Clark.

UNNWIN      ♡      Gary    ‘  Eggsy  ’    Unwin.

WAESLIE      ♡      George  Weasley

XNJOLRAS      ♡      Marcel  A.  Enjolras.

A D D I T I O N A L    N O T E S

I  prefer  to  play  Quinn  in  her  early  to  late  twenties  rather  than  her  teens  as  I  have  a  better  grasp  on  her  life  and  the  way  the  world  has  developed.  However,  this  does  not  mean  that  I’m  not  open  to  playing  her  younger  as  I  feel  like  the  early  pre - apocalypse  days  are  also  important,  just  that  it  may  not  come  as  regularly.

[hannahsewell]

I wasn’t going to do a post like this but I thought “s*d it, it will round off this year nicely and blah blah blaaah”

Looking back through my photos of this past year I’ve realised I’ve done more than what I thought. I t saying I wish I could of gone on holiday this year, but saving for a house has taken over my brain and bank account. Then I realised I’ve had 3 mini breaks so it kind of makes up for a weeks holiday (just not in the sunshine).

So here goes…

J A N U A R Y :

I kick started the new year with my boyfriend Angus and his friends at a house party (classy, we know, but it’s cheaper and a hell of a lot more fun)…

It’s also the month I started my blog, you can check out my very first blog post >HERE<

F E B R U A R Y :

February, the month of love and all that jazz.

(Even though I’m in a relationship I still believe it’s a money making scheme)

But over valentines this year Angus and I drove up north to stay for a few nights at Thurnham Hall in Lancashire.

M A R C H :

March seemed like a very busy month…

I left my job in retail after 7 1/2 Years and went to work in eduction at the start of the month.

March is already full of birthdays but we had another one added to the list when my gorgeous cousin was born.

A P R I L :

There’s not an awful lot that happened this month; the Queen took a trip to Leicester Cathedral, Angus’s dad ran the London Marathon like an absolute BOSS, we had our first BBQ of the year (even if it was still a little cold), we gained 3 lambs at work (we have a working farm at the school I work at), oh and I went to see Ed Sheeran at the Motorpoint Arena in Nottingham…

So I guess April was rather a busy one after all!

M A Y :

I celebrated one of my best friends turning 25!

Watched Angus hold (and bottle feed) my baby cousin Ruby;

We had another BBQ and

Angus and I celebrated our 1st year anniversary together at the local

Beer Festival which is where we met.

J U N E :

On the 4th June Angus, I and my 6 y/o brother took a trip to the Great Central Railway in Rotheley, Leicester for their wartime weekend, which was pretty cool.

My step mum and sister had their birthdays and Angus celebrated turned 25!

Oh and we had another BBQ for Angus’s birthday celebrations and another one at my step mums house for her birthday!

J U L Y :

The big one for me as it’s MY BIRTHDAY (at the end of the month) So, I turned 25 during July;

Angus and I went to celebrate his grandparents wedding anniversary in Herefordshire;

I moved into Angus’s house for a week whilst his family went away and one of their chickens got out! Yes it was so annoying trying to catch it in the street but also hilarious and thanks to the people that came out to help us!

Angus and I returned to Hogwarts (or if you’re a Muggle; The Warner Brothers Studio Tour in Watford), where I got to open the doors to the Great Hall, yes!

How could I forget we had ANOTHER BBQ with our friends this time where the chicken drumsticks were set on fire… literally!

Here you can see Adam scraping off the burnt parts of charcoal-like chicken

A U G U S T :

I kick started my blog up again after taking an unplanned break since starting my new job,

We went for a “walk” in the Peaks which turned out to be a day event which Angus and I were incredibly unprepared for! However it was fun all the same.

Towards the end of the summer Angus and I took a road trip over to the Netherlands, you can check out what we got up to over >HERE<

We spent the bank holiday at the Beer Festival with friends and Angus’s family

S E P T E M B E R :

My step sister had a house warming party which involved the family coming together for, you guessed it a BBQ.

I attended my first ever blog event with my friend Megan, my blog post all about it is >HERE<

O C T O B E R :

Angus and I used up a joint birthday present of Afternoon Tea,

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Towards the end of the month we took a trip to Snowdonia where we walked up the mountain and then headed to Bounce Below the following day which is a trampoline park in an old mining cavern. Check out our little adventure >HERE<

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My step mum retired and held a fundraising event which I sang at,

I was invited to another bloggers event with Prezzybox.com (check out that blog post >HERE<) And of course we celebrated Halloween, with a party at a friends house

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N O V E M B E R :

Not a lot happened during this month apart from the Christmas preparations started (or maybe just me),

I attended another blog event, this time with The Body Shop in Nottingham.

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D E C E M B E R :

My favourite month of the year!

I went to Chester to visit an old friend,

We had snow resulting in “snow days”,

I attended my first Blogosphere Magazine event,

Had a Christmas meal with friends and works Christmas do,

Went to see The Christmasaurus Live,

My beautiful baby nephew was born and of course celebrated Christmas with family and friends. I mean, what more could you want out of a month?!

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When looking back over the year and browsing through photographs, you realise just how much you have done throughout the year!

Thank you to you all for reading this and for continuing to follow my blog. 

I hope that you all have lovely (maybe drunken) New Year celebrations wherever you may be in the world! As long as you are happy, thats all that matters right?! 

HAPPY NEW YEAR FOLKS AND I SHALL SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE…

Until next time,

Han x

Out with the old, in with the new | 2017 review posts I wasn’t going to do a post like this but I thought “s*d it, it will round off this year nicely and blah blah blaaah”

[lonerkiid-blog]

↪ b a s i c s ;

N A M E: Brandon Allen Pearce A G E: 23 P L A C E   O F   O R I G I N: Loleta, California G R O U P: V. A. Medical Center O C C U P A T I O N: Hunter F C: Charlie Heaton

❝ I have come one step away from everything. And here I stay, far from everything, one step away. ❞

↪ p e r s o n a l i t y ;

P O S I T I V E   T R A I T S: creative ; independent N E G A T I V E   T R A I T S: withdrawn ; hot-tempered

↪ b i o g r a p h y ;

L I F E   B E F O R E   T H E   O U T B R E A K:

Born in a small tucked away town known for it’s Cheese Factory, Brandon Pearce was an only child born to parents, Samantha and Coy Pearce in 1994. A bundle of joy for a newlywed couple who were high school sweethearts.

Growing up in a small town meant you knew everyone, and everyone knew you. You couldn’t walk down the street without receiving a friendly smile or wave, or ‘Hey, how are your parents doing?’. It was a comfortable place that was close to the coast, and Brandon and his friends spent countless hours on the beach. It offered adventure and possibilities, which was more than could be said bout their small stuffy town

One Winter day during Christmas break when the kids were all twelve-years-old, Brandon and his friends made the trek to the beach. Each of their parents warned them not to turn their back on the water considering the ocean was unpredictable and ‘sneaker waves’ were common, and they’d sweep you off your feet before you could even blink. But boys will be boys and one of Brandon’s friends dared him to go out towards the water until a wave started to come creeping up to the shore and then run away, and although he was hesitant, Brandon eventually agreed to the dare after watching another friend do it and make it back unscathed by the cold water. Long story short, Brandon was unfortunately swept away into the freezing water of the Pacific Ocean and pushed under and into the dark waves, his friends watching in terror as one of the four ran to look for help. Luckily, Brandon was washed up onto the shore and able to crawl away from the dangerous waves that were threatening to sweep him away once again.

Being exposed to both the cold water and weather, Brandon caught pneumonia as well as a severe ear infection from the water in his right ear that remained trapped there as he lay on his side on the sandy shore of the beach. Ultimately the infection leads to Brandon growing almost completely deaf in that ear, but that was something he’d have to live with considering he’d nearly lost his life.

Banned from going to the beach without adult supervision, that lead to a strain on Brandon and his group of friends, not only that, but since Brandon spent a few months recovering and being grounded – he was detached from his friends until the next year and by then they were slowly being distracted by the weight of 7th grade as well as the distraction of girls and exploring dating.

Brandon slowly became more of a recluse and turned to video games for comfort, not to mention it was hard to adjust to the loss of hearing in his right ear, others often teasing him, snapping their fingers by his ear, or whispering behind his back knowing he’d hardly be able to hear them.

Losing his friends wasn’t the only shockwave that shook Brandon’s world, his parents began arguing behind closed doors and eventually got a divorce. And the once sweet, adventurous young boy was slowly dwindling down a path of depression.

Still a minor at 15, Brandon was urged to pack his bags and move out to Cheyenne, Wyoming with his mom, to live near her older sister, Danielle, who’d moved out there not too long before the arguing between his parents began.

It was hard to settle into a new town, in a new state, and this only fed, Brandon’s reclusiveness.

He began rebelling against his mom by staying out late and staying away from the house in general. And although he would stay out of trouble (his outings mostly consisting of visiting the local bookstore where he’d read comics and read any book that piqued his interest) he stopped doing his homework, and this led to his grade dropping and his mom forced him to go to counseling until he graduated high school and was no longer considered a minor.

Some may say that Brandon was simply a selfish teen who needed a dose of reality, his counselor concluded that his behavior was normal for a child of divorce, and although the counseling didn’t solve the behavioral issues completely, he at least managed to graduate high school with a passing overall grade. Skating by in his own world, where he refused to align himself with many people.

L I F E   D U R I N G   T H E   O U T B R E A K:

Brandon had plans to go back to California and live with his dad, go to college at Humboldt State and reconnect with people he’d known most of his life. His mom, although upset she and her son had disconnected from one another over the years after she and his father divorced, she was still supportive of Brandon and wanted him to have a good life, so if he wanted to go live with his dad, she was going to support that decision even if it did break her heart.

They were on their way to the airport when news of the outbreak interrupted the music that was playing on the radio. Immediately Brandon laughed, was this an attempt to re-enact the fear that grabbed a hold of the world when radio stations began to pretend H.G. Well’s War of the Worlds was actually happening in the 30′s as a Halloween special?

His mom, however, didn’t find it as humorous as he did, and all it took was a moment of distraction for her to merge slightly onto the right-hand lane of the highway and collide with another car that had been in her blind spot, forcing both of the cars off the road and into a ditch after the car flipped multiple times, Brandon immediately lost consciousness after banging his head against the car door window (which ultimately ends up saving his life).

The ambulance had been called by a witness to the accident, but all ambulances were already out on call due to the multiple incidents involving the outbreak.

Brandon woke to a killer headache and the weight of his body pulling at the seatbelt as he and his mom remain upside down after flipping over into the ditch. He looks over at her, she’s covered in blood but he can still see her chest rising and falling with slow, even breaths.

Brandon and his mom managed to make it out of the car, however, the other driver of the car they’d collided with hadn’t been so lucky, and that was the first time they both realized the radio broadcast wasn’t a joke.

Both of them were in a daze after that, seeing the man upside down, reaching out towards them, a shard of glass protruding out from his neck, his eyes white as if he had cataracts, and the sickening sound of the growls that emitted from the man were animalistic. It was truly a nightmare to witness.

But they managed to hobble towards a neighborhood in the dark, where they broke into a house (Brandon’s idea) and set up camp for the night. They were weak and injured and his mom was growing weaker by the second.

L I F E   A F T E R   T H E   O U T B R E A K:

Although he’d never tell you, Brandon ended up having to kill his mom once she fell asleep that first night and woke up as something completely different. That alone was enough to change Brandon from the rebellious young adult he was turning into. At first, he was riddled with anxiety and depression, he’d holed up in the house with the body of his mother who he’d tucked away in the closet so he wouldn’t have to see her. He wanted to die, but every time he went out to look for supplies and ran into trouble, his flight instinct kicked into high gear and he managed to get away or fight his way out of a sticky situation. Essentially he was on auto-pilot, doing what he needed to do to survive no matter what it took.

His weapon of choice was a sturdy tree branch he carved a point onto at the end.

The last thing he wanted was to find a group of people to be with, he hated the idea of being responsible for others in a world collapsing into ruin, but he’d happened along the Cheyenne VA Medical center by chance. He’d been holding out in the woods nearby when he watched two people with guns walk underneath the tree he’d set up camp in for the night, and he followed them, intending to see where they came from with intention to steal from them, he was low on food and from the appearance of the two walking underneath him they seemed to be in rather good physical shape, whilst he was wasting away from the lack of meals.

He didn’t get far in his excursion into the building he’d followed the two in before he was spotted and although he didn’t want to be a part of a group, he eventually came back to the building after managing to escape and live on his own for a couple more weeks before he gave in and went back. Agreeing to be a part of the group as long as he didn’t have to work with many others, being a Hunter was the best gig.

He could do his own thing, but his plan was to eventually leave the group and head out towards California and try and find his father if he was still alive.

That wasn’t the only thing he was keeping from the group, he also refuses to admit that he’s partially deaf, and he goes out of his way to keep anyone from finding out, he doesn’t want to be stripped of his hunter title and the shred of privacy he’s able to receive while hunting.