#and it was like ✨veggies

[mycatpomona]

update on my many vitamin deficiencies

I gotta get more blood taken because they couldn't get all the tests done

But guess who is no longer deficient in vitamin d, b vitamins, iron, and has healthy cholesterol levels 🤙🏻

[coloursofaparadox]

i finally got my adhd med dosage worked out and also for like the first time since upping the dosage actually managed to take it consistently long enough for it to actually kick in over the last few weeks and god damn. that shit is magic.

[alienaiver]

You talk about food sometimes and it makes me so hungry (and a little envious of your skills). Do you wanna share some recipes with me?

aawww i wanna make a meal for u so bad one day !!!!! 🧡

my arfid's really bad these days, so theres only two or three items i can eat rn, so im suuuper exhausted from not getting proper food 😔👊🏼 it usually comes and goes in waves, so im hoping itll be easier with safe foods again asap !!!! 🧡

but one recipe ill share today is a really easy way to cheat some veggies inside the tummy without having to eat them bland!! its mostly a side dish i eat with rice and some tofu/meat (fried chicken and rice is rly good with this).

take any frozen veggies you like (theyre soo good to always have a stock of vegs). i usually go with like a mix of broccoli, cauliflower and carrots bcos they come in like, the same mixed bag (i dont like cauliflower except in this). i also often add green beans and then sometimes a mixed bag of root veggies like celeriac, beets, yams and turnips but i dont have those around often so literally. mix and match whatever u want/have in stock !!!

put them in a pan where you turn the heat on low to let them thaw. when theyre semi-thawed i like to take a scissor and cut them into smaller bites but thats just preference! (tho making sure theyre all of similar-ish sizes ensures even cooking) then when theyre all thawed, i take a ton of butter onto the pan and then medium-ish heat, pushing it around once in a while

while that cooks slowly, i start chopping an onion and like. 8-9 cloves of garlic !! (lmao, dont come for me i love garlic)

then take a measuring cup and mix soy sauce, thyme, chili (as little or as much as youd like), garlic powder, onion powder, paprika (any kind is fine) and some pepper. also add a sort of sweetener that you can handle! my friend uses oyster sauce but im allergic so i use sugar or honey. if youre feeling fancy, add a little sesame oil and some roasted sesame seeds, and then finally half of the garlic you chopped up.

by now the veggies should be throughougly warm and semi cooked, so you can turn up the heat just a little to let excess water evaporate if theres any left. add the onions and the rest of the garlic and mix around.

finally, pour half of the sauce into the pan and mix, let it cook a little and then add the final half of the sauce a few minutes before serving. and ur done!!!!!

the longest part is thawing it up. but i always make a giant portion of this, and then freeze it in dinner portions that i can just reheat on a pan or microwave another day. it takes me around 15-20mins total with the slow dethawing. a little longer if im also cooking something else and shifting my focus !!

i hope i explained it well enough!!! 🥰🧡 do you have any delicious recipes ??? 👀🧡

[istayawakereading]

When I used to work at the grocery store I would be on ao3 when it was slow/in between costumers, it was thrilling

i loveeeee time theft i love reading fanfiction and scrolling tumblr dot com on company time. everyone should do this btw

[jakesimfromstatefarm]

hiiii!! i love your no doubt series — jake & y/n are the sweetest i’m obsessed!!

i know you don’t focus on jake being an idol a lot but it would be so cute to see maybe him telling his fans about y/n esp bc he’s so obsessed with her :O

HIIII hehehe thanks for being part of the jakeynation <3 and OMGGGG WAIT YES HES SO OBSESSED he cant help but smile whenever someone comments saying "where's yn" or something like that (and also for our sake, let's pretend in the nodoubt!universe, fans aren't crazy and saesangs don't exist and fans would be real fans and be happy that jake is in a loving relationship instead of haters no tea no shade ok byee ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧)

──── TOTALLY CHILL, TOTALLY NORMAL 📷 💬✨ ↳ requested // part of the no doubt series !

"Where's Y/N?"

Jake reads the comment out loud with a squint, leaning in to look at the scrolling chat from his phone that's propped up on a stand in front of him.

He pauses.

And then—

He breaks out into the biggest grin.

And that's it. He's done for. Because now he's going on a full monologue.

"Oh, Y/N?" Jake repeats, voice going soft around the way he says your name like it's the favorite part of the sentence (it is).

"Guys look—" He spins slightly in his chair, reaching over to grab something from the side of the desk. "—she made me lunch today."

Jake holds up a small pink bento box proudly, his eyes shining as he shows it off to the camera. "Woke up early, packed the whole thing, and then—"

He shows a small sticky note to the camera briefly before looking at it, "She left me a threatening note saying I'm sleeping on the couch if I don't eat the veggies in here. She's so romantic."

Jake laughs to himself, shaking his head as he sets the box back down.

His eyes scan the chat again until one comment catches his eye.

"Do you love her?"

Jake whispers it out loud as he reads it.

He blinks.

"...What kind of ques—of course I do," he says, not even hesitating to the camera. "I'm literally obsessed with her. I think would sell my—"

Jake stops.

Blinks again.

"...Actually I think she told me not to say this kind of stuff online anymore. Hold on."

He clears his throat, sitting up straighter now.

"I love my girlfriend a very normal and very healthy amount. I am not obsessed with her. I do not have her contact saved under twelve heart emojis and a star. I do not leave practice early just to hear about her day. I am totally normal. Totally chill."

A beat of silence.

A million comments rushing in.

Then—

Buzz.

Jake pauses as a notification pops up on his phone screen. He leans in, squinting.

Then—

He bursts out laughing, hand flying up to cover his face as his ears go completely pink.

"Oh my god," his voice muffled as his hand covers his face still, "She just texted me."

"She said—all caps by the way—'STOP TALKING ABOUT ME I'M WATCHING YOU RIGHT NOW AND YOUR FACE IS RED YOU LOSER.'"

Jake nearly falls out his chair as he leans back, giggling like an idiot teenage girl.

After a while, he finally catches his breath and exhales, saying a little softer, "She's watching right now."

He leans back towards the camera, looking right into it—

"Hi pretty," he says, voice low and shameless. "Sorry. Couldn't help it. I miss you."

The comments are spamming in more than ever, but Jake doesn't even see them.

He smiles again, smaller this time. Warmer.

Just for you.

"I'll be home soon."

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[honeytonedhottie]

doll hand-book⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🎀

how to feel prettier, some visual interest tips, a beauty handbook and how to glow up without doing something big/extra, little habits and things that u can incorporate into ur life to make u glow up without even thinking about it ✨ (constantly being updated)

double cleansing every morning and night for clean and sparkling skin

BODY GLITTER

exfoliate ur skin weekly (2-3x) 

incorporate pretty words into ur vocabulary 

drinking enough water everyday to be healthy and beautiful 

sweet smelling body butters and body oils to moisturize 

posture is important so sit straight and stand straight 

wear sunscreen on your face and body everyday bcuz spf is important

jewelry to decorate ur body 

carrying lipglosses and hand lotions and perfumes in ur bag for touch ups throughout the day 

meditate, say ur affirmations and journal for a pretty mind 

for journaling, buy a cute journal and journal with scented glitter pens and stickers 

for visual interest 

glitter is very feminine, in makeup, clothing, nails, and on collarbones. when i wear glitter on my skin i feel like a fairy ✨

jewelry makes u glitter (nose studs, stacked necklaces and stacked earrings, rings, belly piercings, and nail gems) 

know what ur undertone is, since i have a warm undertone (gold>silver) 

LONG is the way to go (long nails, lashes, hair, flowy dresses and tops and skirts) 

for the sleek and shiny look (shiny and silky hair, glossy skin and lips) 

glowing up subconsciously

prioritize sleep (sleep 8-10 hours a night)

drink at least 1L of water a day

eat a fruit or veggie with every meal to glow from the inside out

use coconut oil/castor oil on ur lashes and brows every night

facial massage everyday and practice mewing

move your body in a way that feels natural (for example, i go to a school where we have to walk a lot bcuz the campus is big so subconsciously i do LOTS of walking without even thinking of it)

if ur wearing ur hair up/in a protective style, use a hair mask

to look polished and put together

chapped lips are unacceptable, use an overnight lip mask and a hydrating chapstick throughout the day. if u notice ur lips just peeling in general, use an exfoliating scrub/brush ur lips with a toothbrush.

neat hair = a polished look

keep ur nails trimmed, filed, and polished and if u wanna do a little extra get them manicured

address skin concerns so that then you can get glossy skin

make sure all ur metals match and color coordinate

keep it simple

details make a difference

shape ur brows

whiten ur teeth + maintain good oral health

color coordinate

fixing posture

HELPFUL RESOURCES

how to smell dreamy - @flirtygirl-coterie

feminine archetypes - @prissygrlsorority

beauty binder - @prissygrlsorority

maintaining a clean and fresh appearance - by yours truly

makeup tutorial in pics - by yours truly

"your glowing" - by yours truly

general hygiene secrets and tricks - by yours truly

[lee-posted]

@demiisdead asked: Can you write sum Fluff or Headcannons being his mate 😔

Grendel King Predator x reader

Don't forget, he analyzed you first! So he knows you well!

Spoiled rotten, skull trophies!✨

I think he's most likely really smart enough to know what 'oomans do for affection and love languages. He'll analyze what's your love language, if he finds what it is then boy is he happy to know you love him(A word he also learned 'oomans use, the words "I love you")

Is it cuddles you want? Then cuddles you shall get! If you're strong like a viking then well I'm sure his head can lay on your chest right?.. right?.. Maybe it's best you are on top of him, he can stay very still after all! He has the body heat like a blanket, so you will feel nice and warm!

BIG FAT MEALS! You will be eating good my friend, this is a hunter you're mating with, you are gonna hibernate throughout the winter! But if you're a vegetarian, my guy has a ship to go to earth with, he will get(steal) all the fresh veggies for you!

You play nice, he will be nice is all I can say! You shall get special treatment as long as you don't try anything, because this yautja is smart. Don't play him as dumb, okie?

(That's all I can think of haha)

[txrully]

COOKING W BLLK BOYS!

chars: isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, itoshi rin, hiori yo, chigiri hyoma, mikage reo, nagi seishiro, shidou ryusei, itoshi sae, michael kaiser, alexis ness x gn! reader

a/n: absolute chaos

isagi yoichi

he’s super serious about making the perfect dish, like he’s in a World Cup of Cooking.

somehow burns his toast while watching a “how-to” video.

if you walk in, he’s muttering to himself about “optimizing flavor potential.”

bachira meguru

adds random ingredients for the ✨fun✨ of it.

“what if we add chocolate to the pasta? i think it’d be awesome!”

chaos incarnate. you taste it, and it’s somehow not terrible but still... concerning.

itoshi rin

looks like he’s planning to fight the stove.

surprisingly good at following recipes but will argue with you if you question his method.

you ask if he needs help, and he deadpans, “do I look incompetent to you?” ( yes, rin, yes you do ).

hiori yo

sweet boy is great at baking, not so much at cooking.

“i read that adding basil to everything makes it better!” ( hiori, no ).

ends up apologizing for the kitchen mess while you reassure him it’s cute.

chigiri hyoma

looks like he’s in a cooking commercial the entire time.

perfectly chops veggies like he’s a Food Network star.

BUT the second he burns something, he’s done. “this is why I don’t cook. it’s bad for my image.”

will dramatically sigh and say, “let’s just eat salad.”

mikage reo

knows the fanciest recipes but can’t cook without nagi reminding him not to overthink it.

“why isn’t this soufflé rising?! i followed the michelin-star guide perfectly!”

you make a grilled cheese and tell him to chill.

nagi seishiro

lazy king doesn’t even know where the pans are.

“why can’t we just order takeout, babe?”

somehow burns instant ramen and says, “cooking’s too much effort.” with his infamous " :x " face.

shidou ryusei

starts a fire. that’s it. that’s the headcanon.

“babe, i burnt the water!”

“shidou, HOW TF DO YOU BURN WATER?!”

he grins and says, “talent, baby.”

itoshi sae

acts like cooking is beneath him.

“do you know who i am? i don’t cook.” but secretly knows how to make a mean omelette.

if you tease him about it, he just glares but ends up cooking more for you.

michael kaiser

tries to make cooking sexy. “let me show you how a real man handles a knife.”

ends up being decent but gets distracted flexing his skills for you.

if it fails, he orders food and says, “That was my plan all along.” ( yeah right 🤨 )

alexis ness

follows recipes to the letter. he’s a baking pro but struggles with timing for cooking.

“it says to stir constantly, but how am i supposed to prep the sauce?!”

it’s so cute watching him panic that you end up helping him out.

© 𝘁𝘅𝗿𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘆 :: 2024

𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒, 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾, 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍, 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗀𝗂𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗒.

[emmyrosee]

hi emmy i really like your writings ✨🎠❣️ can i please request sukuna with a clumsy reader that seems to be accident-prone. and one time she denies his help and says she can take care of her own well being and then the next second she just get injured like pretty bad she just cries on sukuna because it hurts and embarrassing for her. thank youuu so muchh if you really write this request ✨🙏🎠🤍

I LOVE CLUMSY READERS ☹️🫶🏻

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“You’re going to fall.”

Sukuna watches from a respectful distance as you step from the chair onto the countertop, the griddle up there seemingly farther away every time he puts it there. “Please, for the love of all things unholy, let me help you.”

“No, no,” you say dramatically. “You always tease me for falling, always make fun of me for needing help, don’t act high and mighty now that you think I might need help.”

“Can you not use your thinking skills to figure out that I’m teasing you when I say stuff like that?” He says, watching as your body sways softly from the height. “Oh my god, please get down.”

“Sukuna im fine,” you laugh. Your hands reach up to grab the door handle, and when you can’t open it to full capacity, you try to take a step back to open it, only to forget exactly how high up you were, and you slip.

He moves like a bullet to catch you, but your knee slams into the countertop that originally held you, and you sink your teeth into your lip as Sukuna awkwardly cradles your body against his chest, save for your now throbbing knee which dangles helplessly. Tears well in your eyes as searing pain blooms from your bone, and you can’t look up at him, no, because you’ll cry. You’ll burst into tears right now and sob in pain and embarrassment, from him being right and holy shit did you fracture your knee what the hell-

“Are you okay?” He asks, looking down at you expectantly. His voice is unusually low, probably to try and keep you comforted, but all it does is make you screw your eyes shut and try to fight off the line of tears that bubble and slip down your cheeks. “Shit, baby, let me-“

“I’m fine!” You hiss, struggling in his grasp. The minute you move your leg, however, the shooting daggers of pain make you whimper in agony. “I’m fine. Let me go.”

“No,” he snaps. “You’re fucking hurt. Don’t be fucking stubborn.”

He hulks your body up and onto the countertop, the action having you choke out a sob from the pain and shame coursing through you. He gingerly takes your leg in his hands, testing the way it bends and how your cries pitch in distress as he handles it one way or another. With a click of his tongue he spins on his heel to make his way to the freezer and grab a bag of frozen veggies.

“You don’t listen to me,” he snarls. “What, you think because I tease you, you’ve gotta go risk your fucking life to prove a point?” He presses the bag of vegetables on your knee, the pressure making you wheeze and the chill shocking your nerves. Despite his words, he shushes you softly at your distress and uses his free arm to pull you against his chest.

“You stand on chairs all the time,” you whimper, and you hear him scoff.

“Yeah, because I don’t give a fuck if I fall. You just got seriously hurt, don’t you know how scary that was? For both of us? For fucks sake, what if you cracked your skull!”

You sniffle against him and shrug at his worries, and he clicks his tongue with a sigh. “I care about you, baby. Don’t do stupid shit like that, okay?” When you nod against him, he chuckles softly, “my stupid, clumsy brat.”

“Shut up.”

[snabie]

Food related ways to care for your F/O ✨

✧ Cutting up some fruit for them. I don't care if that's a grown man, I'm asking if he wants his appy slices and some owanges and strawbebbies.

✧ Bringing them a beverage. Do they often work late? Coffee time, have some cocoa on top. Do they struggle to fall asleep? Here's some delicious tea, or milk with honey. Do they just forget to hydrate? Drink some water you dumb fuck /aff

✧ Remembering details about them that everyone forgets. Whether that's sensitivity to certain smells and textures, their coffee order, how they like their eggs, whether they're vegan, vegetarian, or have food intolerances... all up to you.

✧ Giving them the bigger amount of food, or the bigger slice of a cake. Add an extra dollop of cream perhaps. Letting them have the last piece. The last bite of something.

✧ Letting them have the first bite, too, actually. In fact, maybe you ordered something you knew they would like, too, just so they could taste it as well.

✧ Cutting their sandwich diagonally for them. Eating the veggies they don't like, or giving them yours.

✧ Always carrying a snack in case they get light headed or forget to eat. Also treating them for snacks.

✧ Feeding them a spoonful of your dessert mid conversation. Feeding them soup when they're sick. Feeding them snacks while you're both fixed on the movie. Feeding them in general

✧ Licking Wiping cream off their mouth or nose. Or even better... putting it there yourself. Just a little nose boop. Or a small whipped cream flavored kiss. Sweet.

[artdoingdan]

might I humbly request a lore drop about dungeon mart? what was the decision making process of who works in which department?

REQUEST GRANTED ✨✨

Okay so here's what I sketched at the VERY start to figure out everyone's positions.

In general, I'm pulling from my time working at the grocery store, NoFrills, so a lot of things are based on what I saw while there, but here's more specific stuff:

Laois/Falin (Produce)

This was my position at NoFrills and honestly, something about the idea of Laios being super analytical and passionate about fruits and veggies really spoke to me. People have been mentioning that Falin would be great in a pharmacy section (and I agree) but the NoFrills I worked at didn't have a pharmacy, plus I thought keeping the Toudens together would be cute.

Izitsumi (Grocery)

I just liked Izitsumi being deadpan and quietly going about restocking groceries until they HAVE to deal with customers begrudgingly

Chilchuck (Manager)

Okay okay I KNOW everyone's been commenting about how Chilchuck would never be in a non-union position, but guys.... the idea of a depressed, overworked, sick-of-dealing-with-everyone Chilchuck is just TOO GOOD. Chilchuck's one of the most grounded of the group, so I thought he'd actually do pretty well in the position. Plus I love the idea of him having to be manager, but also hating it lmao

Marcille (Assistant Manager)

For the stickers, I put Marcille in grocery, but I was honestly picturing her as the assistant manager (I just didn't want 2 management stickers lol). Whereas Chilchuck is more of the "hole away in his office" type, I picture Marcille being on the floor often and helping the other departments keep in order (especially grocery). I thought she'd be more efficient and content with the job, unlike Chilchuck, and would work well as a duo with him.

Senshi (Bakery)

Senshi could've honestly gone in any department. I almost made him manager, but the pull towards making him a happy baker was too strong 🍞 (The NoFrills I worked at also didn't have an actual bakery section, but the idea won me over). No matter what he did, I felt he'd be THRIVING.

Zon (Meat)

I was stuck between Namari and Zon for this, and even though Namari would've probably made more sense, I liked the image of this big intimidating orc dealing with the meat and having a bromance with Senshi.

Kabru/Shuro (Cashiers)

They were last-minute additions and aren't in this early sketch, but my reasoning was simple: Kabru's super charming and good and dealing with people, and I loved making Shuro miserable LMAO

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Honestly, the Dungeon Meshi characters are so good you could put them wherever and it'd be interesting. This was just what I thought would be most fun for me to draw, but I've loved reading everyone's alternative takes on it 💜

[mikaylathenerd5]

Check Ups

*I do not own the gif*

💜 Pairing: Roman Reigns x Black OC (Shiloh Lucero)

📌 Summary: In the quiet hum of late-night arena halls, a medic’s hands and a wrestler’s guarded heart brush against something unexpected. Shiloh’s job is to patch people up, not fall for them—but Roman Reigns isn’t like anyone else. When he shows up shirtless in her medic room and walks her out long after the lights go down, a spark turns into something neither of them know how to name yet. With Rhea playing chaotic matchmaker from the sidelines, this one night might just change everything.

⚠️ Content Warning: This story includes emotional tension, mutual pining, soft suggestive moments, light cussing, and a slow-burn connection between Roman and Shiloh. Nothing explicit—just feelings, late-night conversations, and quiet moments that might mean more than either of them is ready to admit.

💭 A/N: This can be read as a standalone but if you want a more better understanding, please make sure to check out the other one shots for this pairing on my masterlist. As always, thank you for the support loves 💜✨

📝 Word Count: ~3.3k

TAGLIST UPDATE: Please remember I recently did a taglist refresh to remove inactive accounts, just so I’m not flooding anyone’s notifications. If I missed tagging you by accident or you’d like to be added back, just let me know! 💌

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The medic room smelled like antiseptic and muscle rub. Soft overhead lights hummed low above the tile. Rhea was sprawled on the exam table like it was a lounge chair, one leg hanging off the side and the other propped up, boot tapping the edge in rhythm with her chewing. Her hoodie was half-zipped, sports bra underneath soaked from the match. A small ice pack was strapped to her shoulder with gauze Shiloh had already reapplied twice because Rhea refused to sit still.

“You know,” Rhea said, her mouth half-full of veggie straws, which she definitely wasn’t supposed to have in a medical setting, “you keep touching people like that and someone’s gonna fall in love.”

Shiloh looked up from the clipboard she was updating, her expression unimpressed. “Do you want a new ice pack or do you want a citation from health and safety?”

“Just saying,” Rhea grinned, pointing a veggie straw at her. “Your bedside manner is criminal. Like, felony-level tenderness.”

“My bedside manner is fine,” Shiloh muttered, walking over to adjust the wrap on Rhea’s shoulder. “And you’re dramatic.”

“I’m injured and emotionally intuitive,” Rhea said. “Don’t deflect. There’s someone you’ve got eyes for. I can tell. You’re all dreamy and fidgety and clicking your pen like it owes you rent.”

Shiloh paused, pen in hand. She had been clicking it. Shit.

Rhea lit up like a jackpot machine. “HA! See? That’s guilt. That’s a crush. Who is it? I’ll guess.”

“Absolutely not,” Shiloh sighed, retreating to the supply cart. She gave the shelf of gauze a once-over she didn’t need, just to avoid eye contact.

“Is it Cody?” Rhea called. “No, wait. Didn’t you call him a cheap-ass version of Homelander. Finn? Mmm… too bland for you. Dom? Oh god, don’t throw up on me.”

“It’s no one,” Shiloh said firmly, picking up a fresh roll of wrap she didn’t need.

Rhea paused dramatically. Then said with devilish glee: “Is it Roman?”

The gauze in Shiloh’s hand slipped to the floor.

Rhea gasped, clutching her chest like she’d just seen a proposal on live TV. “Oh my god, it is! You dropped the gauze. That’s practically a confession!”

“You’re insufferable.”

“And you’re blushing.”

“I’m warm.”

“He is tall, dark, and terrifying. That is exactly your type,” Rhea continued, grinning. “You know I’m right.”

Shiloh walked away, shaking her head. She paused at the small mirror above the sink to wash her hands. Her reflection stared back, tired but composed—messy bun, soft brown skin, faint flush still across her cheeks. She exhaled slowly.

He probably didn’t even notice her. Not like that. Not like someone worth pausing for.

She studied her face, the curve of her cheek, the tiredness that clung under her eyes. She always kept it together. Always gave everyone what they needed. Bandages. Time. Quiet. Even when she had none of that left for herself.

Behind her, Rhea was still rambling. “All I’m saying is, if someone like that looked at me like I was a secret worth keeping, I’d let him ruin me.”

Shiloh clicked her pen twice, steadier this time.

She knew how to tape bruises, not crushes. And even if she wanted to, she didn’t know what she’d do with the kind of hurt that came from hoping.

“Good,” Rhea said smugly. “Now we’re getting somewhere.”

The door creaked open with a low metallic groan.

Roman stepped into the room, shirtless, sweat still clinging to his chest and shoulders, a white towel looped around his neck. His long hair was damp, strands sticking to the side of his face, and his left shoulder was red and slightly swollen. He didn’t say anything at first. Just stood in the doorway, eyes scanning the room like he was cataloging every sound and movement before speaking.

Shiloh froze. Her fingers tightened around the edge of the supply cart like her life depended on it. Of course, he came in shirtless. Like her pulse wasn’t already a disaster. She could already feel the heat coming off him from where she stood, and it made the air thicken around her—humid, dense, too close.

Rhea looked up and grinned like she’d summoned him herself.

“Well damn,” she said, drawing out the words, “That’s one way to make an entrance.”

Roman raised an eyebrow, unimpressed but amused. “Interrupting something?”

“Only her trying to pretend she doesn’t want you to rearrange her spine,” Rhea said, hopping off the table with zero shame. “We were this close to a confession. It was adorable.”

Shiloh didn’t look up. She was entirely too focused on sorting a stack of gauze pads that definitely did not need sorting. She wasn’t sure she could look at him without something in her chest short-circuiting.

“Rhea,” she warned.

“What? I’m just saying, he walks in here shirtless and you suddenly get real interested in inventory? Suspicious.”

Roman crossed his arms slowly. The shift in his stance was quiet, but Shiloh could feel it like static pressing against her skin. His presence filled the space—grounded, deliberate, and somehow louder than Rhea’s entire monologue. “I can come back.”

“No, no,” Rhea said, already grabbing her bag. “I’m late for my massage. Or a snack. Or something. Anyway… I’ll leave you two to your—“ She made a vague gesture. “Whatever this is.”

Before she left, she paused next to Roman.

“Be gentle with her,” she murmured, loud enough for Shiloh to pretend she didn’t hear. “She’s soft in places you can’t tape up. And if you break her heart, I break your face.”

“Rhea,” Shiloh said again, this time sharper.

“Okay, okay,” Rhea laughed. “Text me when he ruins your life.”

The door clicked shut behind her, and the medic room suddenly felt smaller. The silence pressed in. Just her and Roman. And too many things she didn’t trust herself to say first.

Roman turned to Shiloh, his voice low and neutral. “She always like that?”

Shiloh swallowed and finally looked at him.

“That was her holding back.”

Shiloh took a slow breath and gestured toward the padded bench near the back wall. "Sit. Let me look at it."

Roman obeyed with minimal sound, the leather creaking under his weight. She grabbed gloves, gauze, antiseptic, and tape, forcing her hands to move with their usual rhythm.

She could feel his eyes on her the entire time.

She moved to his side and gently reached for his arm. Her fingers brushed his skin, warm and still slightly damp. A shiver traveled through her that had nothing to do with temperature.

"Lift your arm for me," she said, voice quieter than she meant.

Roman complied. Slowly. His breath hitched the moment her hand made contact, and though he didn’t flinch, she noticed how his fingers curled slightly against the bench—like he was grounding himself.

For the first time all day, something in him relaxed. Her touch was precise but gentle, like she wasn’t just treating an injury, like she was handling something that mattered. And fuck, it felt good. Too good.

He let his eyes close for half a second. Let himself imagine her hands lower, slower. Skin to skin. What it might feel like to have her under him, whispering his name while those same careful fingers dragged down his spine.

He blinked, jaw tightening. Not the time, but his body wasn’t listening.

Shiloh watched the way the muscles in his shoulder flexed, the angry flush of red near the joint, the tension in his jaw. She told herself she was observing clinically, but her gaze betrayed her. He was ridiculous, cut like a sculpture, all power and restraint. Broad chest, defined arms, sweat glinting faintly at his collarbone. For a second, just one, her mind slipped somewhere it shouldn’t—wondering how those muscles would feel under her hands without gloves, what his weight would feel like pressed against her. She blinked and shoved the thought away hard.

She pressed gently along the tendon. Her thumb moved in slow, careful circles, gauging tension she already knew was there.

"Tell me when it starts to hurt."

"Already does."

Her breath hitched. Just slightly. She nodded, continuing the exam, pretending her fingers weren’t trembling.

"You always take care of people like this?" he asked.

She glanced up at him. His eyes didn’t waver.

"It’s my job," she said, trying to sound clinical.

"Doesn’t mean it’s not rare."

The words sat between them, warm and uninvited. Her chest tightened. She didn’t know what to do with the way he said things like that—like he meant them. Like he saw her.

She cleared her throat. "You ever let anyone take care of you?"

Roman didn’t answer right away. His jaw flexed, and his gaze flicked briefly to her mouth before shifting straight ahead.

"Not really."

She taped the last strip with more care than necessary, smoothing it flat with her thumb. His skin was warm beneath her glove, but not as warm as the look she felt burning into the side of her face.

When she finally stepped back, the space between them felt more noticeable than ever. Like she'd just given something away she hadn’t meant to show.

He hadn’t moved, and neither had the air.

She swallowed. "You’re good to go. Just ice it again before bed."

Roman didn’t move. His hands stayed at his sides, but one thumb tapped lightly against his thigh—barely perceptible, but restless. Like her touch had lit a fuse he didn’t know what to do with.

Not until he looked at her again, really looked, and reached up.

His hand lifted slowly, like he was testing the air first. Then he brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear, soft and deliberate, fingers grazing her cheek just long enough to feel like a question.

"You know where to find me," he murmured.

Then he stood and walked out, towel slung over one shoulder.

Shiloh stayed frozen, her breath shallow, heart hammering somewhere near her throat. She clicked her pen twice. Once for what just happened, and once for everything she couldn’t let herself feel.

The medic room door clicked shut behind him, but Roman didn’t move far. He stopped just outside in the hallway, jaw clenched, chest still tight.

She touched him, and he couldn’t stop feeling it. Not just the way her fingers worked over his shoulder, not just the way she knew what she was doing. It was the way she looked at him—like he wasn’t just another body to patch up, like maybe he was worth the care.

He leaned a shoulder against the wall, exhaling slowly. His skin still tingled where her glove had grazed it. His brain told him to walk it off, shake it loose. But the rest of him…

The rest of him was stuck on how fucking good her touch felt. Clean. Gentle. Intentional. And for a split second, he let himself imagine her touching him like that with no gloves, no tape, no exam table, just bare hands, slow lips, breath against his neck.

He pressed the heel of his hand against his thigh hard, trying to drag himself back down. Get it together.

But her voice was still in his ear. The way she asked if anyone took care of him. The way she looked when he didn’t have an answer.

He couldn’t get the way she said his name out of his head. Quiet, steady, like it meant something. And that tiny crease in her brow when she focused, it undid him.

He didn’t do soft. Didn’t do seen. Didn’t get flustered from some girl brushing his hair back into place. But here he was, leaning against a hallway wall like an idiot, heart racing like he just finished a match.

It was easier when people saw him as untouchable. Easier to be muscle and myth. But with her... he wanted to be real, and real was where things got broken.

Her hands didn’t just treat pain, they rewrote it. And that scared the shit out of him.

A voice cut through the silence.

“You’re either into her, or you’ve got a shoulder cramp from pretending you’re not.”

Roman didn’t flinch. Just turned slightly, already knowing who it was.

Rhea.

She stood a few feet down, arms crossed over her chest, one brow lifted like she’d been waiting to pounce. Still in her gear. Still smug.

“I’m not in the mood,” he muttered.

“Oh, you’re definitely in a mood,” she said, sauntering closer. “I haven’t seen you look like this since—actually, no. I’ve never seen you look like this.”

Roman didn’t reply. He kept his gaze forward.

Rhea stopped beside him, nudging his elbow lightly. “Look, I know you’ve got a million reasons to act cool. But don’t mess around if you’re not serious.”

His jaw ticked. “I’m not playing with her.”

He meant it. But it still felt like a lie—not because he didn’t care, but because he cared too damn much and didn’t know how to show it.

“Good,” Rhea said, voice softening just slightly. “Because that’s my best friend. And she’s been through enough.”

Roman turned his head, finally meeting her eyes. She didn’t blink.

“I’m not gonna break her heart,” he said, quiet but firm.

Rhea held his stare for a beat longer, then gave a slow nod.

“Then don’t waste time pretending you don’t feel it. She already does.”

And with that, Rhea patted his shoulder—the good one—and walked off down the hall.

Roman stayed where he was, longer than he should’ve. Like if he waited long enough, the right words would come.

They didn’t.

The fluorescent lights in the medic room buzzed faintly above her as Shiloh sat hunched over the laptop, typing up one last report. Her fingers hovered for a second, then stopped. She hadn’t written a single word in the last five minutes.

She couldn’t stop replaying it.

The way Roman’s body had gone still under her touch. The silence stretching thick between them when she tucked his hair back. The way his eyes caught hers and held, like she was something he hadn’t meant to see—but now couldn’t look away from.

And then he left. No goodbye. No “thanks, doc.” Just the sound of the door clicking shut and the sudden chill of being alone again.

Her phone buzzed beside her.

Unknown Number:You still in the arena? It's Roman.

Shiloh blinked, pulse skipping.

She stared at the name. Then blinked again.

What the hell.

She typed back quickly:

Shiloh:Yes. How did you get my number?

A pause. Then another buzz.

Unknown Number:Rhea.

Unknown Number:I'm on my way to you.Walk with you to the garage.

Her stomach flipped.

She didn’t answer. Not right away. She set the phone down on the counter and pressed her palm flat beside it, steadying herself. This wasn’t a dream. He really texted her. He really… wanted to walk her out?

She didn’t know what to do with that.

She’d spent the last hour trying to convince herself she imagined what happened. That she’d read too far into a few long stares and the way his body leaned into her hands like he didn’t want her to stop.

But now he was texting her like he felt it too.

She picked up the phone again.

Shiloh:Okay.

Just one word. All she could manage. But it felt like the start of something bigger.

She stood up, closed her laptop, and started packing her bag, heart thudding like she was about to step into something she couldn’t name yet. Her hand hovered over the light switch for a beat before she turned it off, the medic room going still behind her.

Something real. The kind of feeling she wasn’t sure she was allowed to hope for—but maybe, just maybe, tonight was different.

The hallway outside the medic room was mostly quiet, just the low hum of vending machines and a distant door slamming shut somewhere down the corridor. Shiloh stepped out with her bag slung over one shoulder, her badge lanyard wrapped around her fingers, half-distracted by the leftover thoughts buzzing in her head.

Roman was already there.

Leaning against the wall across from her door, a black Nike hoodie pulled over his broad shoulders, sleeves pushed up to his forearms. His joggers still rode low on his hips, but the hoodie added a softness—like maybe he’d thought about not startling her. His hair was tied back now, eyes dark and unreadable, hungry for something neither of them had the nerve to name. He met her gaze immediately.

“Didn’t want you walking out alone,�� he said, voice low but steady, something quieter than usual, almost uncertain.

Her heart did a ridiculous little flip. “You didn’t have to wait.”

He shrugged one shoulder, then pushed off the wall, slow and deliberate. “Didn’t mind.”

She let out a quiet laugh despite herself, starting toward the elevator with him falling into step beside her.

They didn’t speak at first.

Their footsteps echoed down the corridor, her sneakers quiet against the tile. His shoulder stayed close, warmth radiating between them. She kept her eyes ahead, but every cell in her body was aware of him.

“You good?” he asked finally, voice low.

“I’m fine.” She hesitated. Then added, “You didn’t have to come all the way back for me.”

“I know.”

She peeked up at him. “So why did you?”

He didn’t answer right away. “Didn’t want you walking out alone. That’s all.”

She raised an eyebrow, something warm pressing beneath her ribs. “You do that for all the medics?”

Roman glanced at her, one corner of his mouth twitching. “No.”

They reached the garage-level elevator. The doors dinged open, and they stepped inside. Shiloh kept to one side of the small space, clutching her bag tighter, but he didn’t move away.

Not even a little.

The doors slid shut. The silence felt thicker here. Her body buzzed—not in panic, not even in nerves. Just anticipation. Something stirred in the silence between them.

She didn’t look at him. She didn’t need to. She felt him.

Roman’s voice came softer this time. “You’re good at what you do.”

Shiloh blinked. “Thanks. I mean, it’s my job.”

“That’s not what I meant.” He turned slightly toward her. “You made it easier.”

Her throat dried a little. “Easier?”

“Letting someone help me,” he said. “Letting someone touch it and not flinch.”

She swallowed. “I didn’t flinch.”

“I know.” His eyes met hers. “That’s the part that got me.”

The elevator stopped. The doors opened. She moved first, heart rattling against her ribs, Roman still at her side.

They walked toward her car in a slow silence, one that didn’t feel awkward at all. It felt suspended. Like something waiting to be said had climbed into both their mouths and refused to budge.

At her car, she turned to him, keys in hand.

“You always like this after a shoulder wrap?” she asked, trying for lightness.

He huffed a quiet laugh. “Only when it’s you.”

Her hand stilled on the door handle.

Roman tilted his head, eyes scanning her face like he wanted to memorize it. “Text me when you get home.”

She nodded once. “Okay.”

He lingered a second, like he wanted to say something he didn’t quite have the words for. Her breath caught. She hadn’t expected him to say it—whatever it was—not yet. Her chest ached with the weight of that silence. He rubbed the back of his neck like he was holding it all back, then stepped away slowly, giving her space.

“Night, doc,” he whispered.

“Night, Roman.”

She watched his hand flex once at his side, like he nearly reached for her. He didn’t. The moment swelled with everything they hadn’t said. He walked away without looking back. But even in the garage’s dim light, he stayed pressed against her skin like a fever.

✍🏽 Author's Note:

this one got under my skin a little—writing shiloh’s touch and roman’s restraint made me feel everything. i wanted it to be slow and intimate, flirty but vulnerable. a glimpse at what it looks like when something real starts before either of them knows what to do with it.

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Secrets to the Arabian Princess Scent 💐🧴🪷

So with Arab perfumes becoming popular in the West due to their strong projection and beautiful smell, and the Arab world becoming known for our knowledge on how to smell good af, I (a half Moroccan) am going to reveal some other ways we ensure we smell amazing to the girlies on Tumblr who are interested in Arab perfumes or just in generally smelling amazing 😍 Most tips are Moroccan but many apply to the Arab world in general (under the cut because this turned into a long post) ✨💞💐

1) Good Eating Habits: When my mother moved here to Europe, she was immediately struck by how the people seemed to smell like "pig." And that's no coincidence. You are what you eat, so coming from a country where nobody eats pig to one where everyone eats it, of course you're going to be struck by people smelling like it from the inside out. Not just that, but in the Arab world, it's also way less common for people to eat takeout and drink alcohol, whereas in many parts of the West, these things are a normal part of many people's diets and affects their natural scent. A lot of Arabs have also talked about how Westerners smell like "milk," and this is because Westerners tend to consume more dairy products than people in the East do. It's also common for Arabs to eat fruit as dessert instead of having cakes or cookies all the time (although speaking of cookies and cakes, the scents of rosewater, orange blossom water, almonds, honey, vanilla, oranges and lemons commonly used in Arab baking fill up the house with a wonderful smell while they're baking). Teas made from various herbal infusions are popular throughout the Arab world. Spearmint, peppermint, sage, cardamom, cinnamon, hibiscus, chamomile, anise, and thyme are commonly used to flavor tea in MENA. Dried lime tea is drunk in the Arabian Peninsula. Coffee flavoured with cardamom is also common. I especially like Turkish coffee. Spices like cinnamon, cardamom, and cloves are commonly used in cooking, and the scent of them can cling to your clothes and hair. Herbs like mint and parsley, which have natural deodorising properties, are often used in meals.

I'm not saying that you need to cut any foods out in order to smell good, but you should consider reducing the amounts of unhealthy foods and red meats you eat, and make sure to drink plenty of water and eat veggies and fruit daily.

2) Keeping a Clean House: Here in Ireland, a lot of people don't clean their houses every day. I know multiple people that only clean their floor once a week, and have a couple of neighbours who don't do much cleaning themselves and just have a housekeeper visit to clean once a week. But in Morocco, people clean daily. The home is also deep cleaned once a week, we even wash the walls. We don't wear shoes inside, and not just that, but we also have different slippers specifically for wearing inside the bathroom. Living in a clean space is important for smelling good, because no matter what you do, you'll always end up smelling like wherever you live due to spending so much time there. The scent will cling to your clothes and hair. Which means if your house smells dirty, you will also smell dirty.

As well as making sure the house is clean, Arabs also make it smell pretty with extras. For example, in Morocco it's common to burn incense or bakhour (perfumed wood chips), and the scent permeates your clothes. People also keep pieces of musk in their wardrobes (wrapped in a handkerchief). It come in scents like orange blossom, jasmine, amber, sandalwood, chamomile and lavender. An unused bar of soap or a sachet of potpourri in your wardrobe will do the same job though if you can't or don't want to buy musk. The musk can also be used as a scented wax melt, a home scent (you just leave it in a bowl), a body perfume (rub it on your skin), a hair perfume (rub on your palms and run through the hair), or to scent bathwater. Solid perfume made from natural ingredients has the same effect. I like Lush Rose Jam solid perfume, as it smells like sweet roses and Turkish delight, and a little goes a long way.

Specific to Marrakech, you can buy jasmine balls which you just leave around the house (if you're not in Marrakech, you can just leave potpourri or dried flowers and herbs in sachets on your desk, bedside table, etc). The Marrakech herbal shops also sell sandalwood bark which you burn. Oud and amber are also burned. Herbs like lavender are sprinkled under carpets and rugs so the scent rises as they're stepped on. Room sprays from brands like Nabeel are used, which come in a range of lovely scents (like the warm vanilla and oud Kanz or the rich floral Raunaq).

3) Personal Hygiene: In the Arab world, people shower daily. In Morocco, we also go to the hammam (public bath) once a week, and we sit in the sauna room, and then rub our bodies with sabon beldi (black soap), a natural soap made from olive oil and black olives, leaving it on for a few minutes before rinsing it off. Then we scrub our skin with a kessa glove after it's marinated. Exfoliating dead skin regularly makes perfume cling to you better (if you order Korean bath towels from Amazon, they're very similar to Moroccan kessa gloves and you use them in a similar way). Then after washing our hair, we use a ghassoul clay mask (some people also rub henna into their skin). After washing the clay off, many people rub rosewater or argan oil into their skin before heading to the relaxation area to enjoy refreshments. As well as helping us smell good, it also makes our skin incomparably soft. When my parents were newlyweds, my father remarked on how he'd never felt a woman with such soft skin in his life before. My mother attributes it to regularly using the hammams before moving here.

Obviously not everyone has access to a hammam, but you can create a similar experience at home. Just sit in a steamy hot shower for 10-15 minutes, wash your skin with a natural soap and leave it on for a few minutes before rinsing off and exfoliating with a glove. Then tone with rosewater and apply oil to your body.

Dukhan treatments (smoke baths) are practiced in Sudan. Married women and brides anoint themselves with oil, before sitting over a chair with a hole in the centre. Under the seat, there is a pit, in which acacia wood, frankincense, or other aromatic woods and resins are burned in a clay vessel.

As well as showering daily (and using the hammam regularly if you're Maghrebi), many people in the Arab world also perform wudu (ritual cleansing) five times a day before praying.

Women commonly apply Musk Al Tahara (white musk), an attar that smells like vanilla, flowers and soft musk on the external parts of their vulva after periods.

Alum was commonly used as a natural deodorant in the Arab world in the past, and some still use it today.

Bidets are also common in the Arab world. In the Anglosphere they're uncommon, but it's easy to get a portable bidet (a small squeezable bottle with a nozzle) online.

We also wash our hands before meals, with a pitcher of water which is passed around the room. In Turkey, they use kolonya, made from fig blossoms, jasmine, rose, or citrus to disinfect their hands. In Morocco, it's common for women to scent their hands with rosewater or orange blossom water after meals.

4) Fragrances, Lotions and Potions: In the Arab world, perfumes are incredible. They're oil-based, so they have excellent projection and longevity. The olfactory notes commonly used in them are beautiful too: delicate rosewater and orange blossom water, exotic oud, sweet amber, vibrant roses and jasmine. In Morocco, gardenia scents are popular, even among men.

Emirati perfumes are the most well known in the West and are super good. Some personal favourites of mine include Oud Mood by Lattafa (Caramel, rose, saffron, and oud), Fatima Pink by Zimaya (Sweet rose that smells like a bit like Turkish delight. it's a dupe of the French Parfums De Marly Delina, however, the actual Delina smells very similar to generic rose oil perfumes you can get in the Arab world to begin with so Zimaya was basically able to dupe it to a T. Their version lasts really long too), Ameerat Al Arab by Lattafa (jasmine, a hint of oud, slightly citrusy. Also the name means "Arabian Princess" in English), Fakhar Rose by Lattafa (sweet, fruity, and very floral) and Yara by Lattafa (floral, amber, vanilla and strawberry). I buy my perfumes from Dubai Perfume Shop in Dublin, but they can be easily found online. Some well-known Arab perfume houses include Lattafa, Al Rehab, Zimaya, Al Qurashi, Amouage, Afnan, Ajmal, Asdaaf, Al Haramain, Armaf, Kayali, Maison Alhambra, and Swiss Arabian, but there are hundreds more.

As well as sprayable perfume, perfume oil is also used. It usually comes in rollerballs or small containers, is inexpensive, and lasts for ages. Like spray perfume, it comes in a huge variety of scents. You can also put it in diffusers or add some to cotton balls and leave in your wardrobe to scent clothes and linens.

Arabs know when to wear perfumes. For example, a rich, sweet, strong oud and vanilla scent will be beautiful in colder weather. But in warm weather, it will become cloying and sickly. Musk, amber and saffron are popular in winter, while rose, orange blossom and jasmine are popular in summer.

In the Arab world, many stalls in the Medina sell gorgeous oils, fragrances and soaps that are inexpensive. For example, the musk I mentioned above. As well as making your home smell incredible, you can also rub it on your body and you'll smell good for days.

Rosewater is commonly used as a toner and to remove makeup. In the town of Skoura, where my great grandparents were from, men even use it to shave with! Orange blossom water is also used in Arab beauty routines in a similar way to rosewater. You can apply either to a bath for extra luxury.

Argan oil is commonly used in Morocco on both skin and hair, as well as the less well-known but just as good prickly pear oil (which is very high in vitamin E). Pure argan oil actually smells mild and not fragrant (similar to olive oil), but for beauty, things like rose oil and menthol are commonly added, so it smells pretty good. Throughout the Middle East and North Africa, jasmine hair oil, castor oil and sweet almond oil (I like putting it in my baths and on my body) are easy to find. Usually Middle Eastern and South Asian shops in the West sell them too.

Honey and almond masks have been used since ancient times, and to this day are still popular. You can buy them basically anywhere. Homemade face masks made from honey and yoghurt or crushed figs and yoghurt are also used.

Aloe Vera is used to treat dry skin, acne, and sunburns. It has a cool and refreshing scent, perfect for the hot climate in many parts of the Arabian world. I like applying it after shaving as it's soothing, natural, and absorbs easily.

Frankincense, a resin used in the Middle East and North Africa for thousands of years, was traditionally used as a natural perfume. It's commonly used in incense. Frankincense oil is also good for the skin.

Bakhour and incense, as well as being used to scent the home, can also be used to scent the hair and clothes. Hold your clothes or hair over a brazier with incense burning inside, and the perfumed smoke will cling on to them.

There are many beautiful scented soaps available in the Arab world. If you go to Turkish or Arab supermarkets, a lot of them will have a section where they sell hygiene products, including soaps with ingredients like argan, rose and oud, and olive oil. I've even found Syrian Aleppo soap before. You can just buy soaps from regular stores in scents like rose, jasmine, honey and almond, orange blossom and sandalwood for achieving that exotic scent though.

As well as using various oils, perfumes, and fragrant beauty treatments, Arab women also know how to layer these different scents to add dimension to them and avoid clashing. For example, a rose perfume over a vanilla lotion will always smell good. Other combinations that are good include almond and vanilla, rose and oud, rose and jasmine, lavender and lemon, rose and orange blossom, and orange blossom and vanilla. But there are many different combinations you can use to achieve a delicious scent that's unique to you.

I hope this was helpful, stay pretty ✨

[deathdetermineslife]

100 this or that selfship questions !

answer these however u want ! I'll keep most of em vague so you can have freedom to interpret however youd like ! :) remember to practice reblog karma !!!! and since there's so many, send a handful to whoever you send asks to :)

🎉 - big celebrations or small gatherings ?

🎊 - parties or alone time ?

🎈 - circus date or musical date ?

🎂 - home baking or going to a bakery ?

🎀 - casual or fancy ?

🎁 - expensive gifts or homemade gifts ?

🎇 - bonfires or cook outs ?

🎆 - fireworks or fairs ?

🧨 - play fighting or play arguments ?

🪩 - dancing or singing ?

💐 - bouquets or chocolates ?

🌹 - home grown flowers or store bought ?

🥀 - selfship hurt/comfort or selfship hurt/no comfort ?

🌺 - pomegranate metaphors or dog metaphors ?

🌷 - butterfly coded or moth coded ?

🪷 - info dumping or listening ?

🌸 - cats or dogs ?

💮 - writing and history or science and math ?

🏵️ - ball of sunshine x dark and brooding or silly goofy x always serious

🪻 - selfship art or selfship fics ?

🍓 - fruits or veggies ?

🍒 - sweet or savory ?

🍎 - cooking or buying out ?

🍅 - breakfast or dinner or dinner for breakfast ?

🌶️ - spicy or mild ?

🍉 - summer or spring ?

🍑 - muffins or cupcakes ?

🥭 - coffee or tea ?

🥕 - share a milkshake or share a sundae ?

🥭 - diner date or fancy restaurant ?

🦭 - touch tank or petting zoo ?

🦈 - sharks or seals ?

🐬 - ocean or space ?

🐟 - aquatic pet or non aquatic pet ?

🦐 - seafood or steak ?

🦑 - be able to breathe underwater or fly ?

🐙 - jewelry as gifts or stuffed animals as gifts ?

🪼 - aquarium date or zoo date ?

🦪 - pearls or diamonds ?

🪸 - sea shells as gifts or rocks as gifts ?

🌱 - planting veggies or planting flowers ?

🌿 - best dressed or casual attire ?

☘️ - lucky or unlucky ?

🪴 - fake plants or real plants ?

🌵 - yo momma jokes or deez nuts jokes ?

🌴 - road trip or cruise ?

🌳 - day in the park or day in the woods ?

🌲 - big city or countryside ?

🪵 - carving your initials into wood or putting a lock on the love lock bridge ?

🪺 - funny movies or scary movies ?

🎨 - painting date or pottery date ?

🫟 - making mementos or making memories ?

🖌️ - history museum date or art museum date ?

🖍️ - have a fandom for your selfship in universe or being a rarepair ?

🪡 - fixing things or buying new ones ?

🧵 - hotdog is a sandwich or cereal is a soup ?

🧶 - hand made blanket or hand made sweater ?

🎮 - unlimited bacon but no more video games or games, unlimited games, but no more games ?

📷 - photos or memories ?

🎲 - video games or table top games ?

🎹 - hand written poems or love songs ?

🎷 - have a popular fan song for your selfship or have a popular fanfic for your selfship ?

🎸 - selfship playlist or selfship theme song ?

🎺 - listen to music online or live ?

🪕 - movies or tv shows ?

🎻 - instrumental music or lyrics ?

🪉 - opera or concert ?

🥁 - fairs or festivals ?

🪈 - plays or musicals ?

🎧 - loud music or soft music ?

💫 - gold or silver ?

⭐ - stargazing or birdwatching ?

🌟 - fate or coincidence ?

✨ - ghosts or monsters ?

⚡ - be feared or be loved ?

🌞 - sunset or sunrise ?

🌛 - night owl or early bird ?

🌚 - scary stories or myths ?

🌕 - sun coded or moon coded ?

☄️ - meteor shower or eclipse ?

🌈 - light or dark ?

🫧 - baths or showers ?

🌊 - beach trip or mountain trip ?

🔥 - hot weather or cold weather ?

🌪️ - wind storms or hail storms ?

🌧️ - thunderstorms or snowstorms ?

💧 - sunshine or rain ?

⛄ - snow men or snow angels ?

❄️ - snow or rain ?

⛅ - peaceful walks or hikes ?

❤️ - big spoon or little spoon ?

🧡 - introvert or extrovert ?

💛 - physical affection or words of affection ?

💚 - day in or adventuring ?

💙 - acts of service or gift giving ?

💜 - silly nicknames or serious nicknames ?

🖤 - biting your f/o or being bitten ?

🤍 - wedding or no wedding ?

🩷 - only be able to give kisses or only be able to give hugs ?

🩵 - getting compliments or giving compliments ?

I tried to make all the emojis correlate but. you know . 100 questions . n all that . okay hope u like bye bye !!!!

[green-tea-in-absinthe-bottle]

That boy is a problem

Niragi x gn!reader. Headcanons - Niragi as your roommate. Takes place before AiB story. GENERAL MASTERLIST

Having Niragi as your roommate includes:

🚩Having no privacy. This guy has a job in IT and no friends, he's 24/7 at home - working or gaming. He isn't used to having company so he's pretty excited and curious about his roommate. He will keep an eye on you, at first just casually hanging out in common spaces you spend a lot of time in like kitchen or living room, but once he gets comfortable he will just follow you around the house when he's bored. Good luck ignoring him - he will peak at your phone over your shoulder and comment on your personal conversations with people. Wants you to gossip about them with him. If you read a book he mocks some characters, especially if it's a cliche romance book. Niragi would try to make you share earbuds with him as well. Also he has great Wi-Fi but he's online so much all your devices will constantly lag. If you want to watch something on Netflix you have to convince him to watch with you or deal with shitty connection break every 10 minutes. If you guys watch something together he will try to initiate conversation every 10 minutes as well so it's not much better.

🚩 The only time you can just chill with him without him annoying you is when he plays games. He doesn't mind you watching (will flex his great strategy ✨) or even resting your head on his shoulder, but don't talk to him now. He's trying to think. When it's you playing games he will interrupt all the time, criticizing your tactics and advising you on what to do. It pisses you off, but he really knows what he's talking about and points out your mistakes with awful accuracy. BTW he always plays games with full volume and doesn't use headphones, if you ask him to do so he will just say it gives him headache. Thankfully you can't hear this noise upstairs so if you practice playing instruments or just need some silence from time to time you have a place to hide in. He mains Bryan Fury in Tekken btw

🚩Doesn't mind you using his things at all. You forgot to buy toothpaste? Take his, no problem. Your laptop stopped working? Just use his one. Whatever it is from shirts and hair ties to very personal belongings - he can share, but unfortunately he expects you to do the same in return. You just cooked some food? Too bad, he wants some.Oh, you are thirsty and got yourself something to drink? He wants a sip. Yes, from the same cup or bottle you drink from. If you use bonnets he will steal them, secretly wants you to braid his hair. Thankfully when it comes to household chores he is just as good at sharing, he lived alone most of his adult life so feel free to leave things you find unpleasant to him, with one exception. He can't cook for shit. Legit would set the kitchen on fire. If you ask him he might help you take hot things out of oven or wash some veggies.

🚩Niragi has no sense of personal space, so be ready to get tickled or picked up by him out of nowhere,your irritated expression and cute squeaks humor him more than he would admit. Be happy he isn't as unhinged as his Borderlands version or he would lick you just to get reaction out of you. He isn't openly perverted but will regularly visit your bedroom at night for a "sleepover", trying to sleep in one bed with you. Might or might not try to cuddle with you, depending on how much and for how long he knows you.Will touch your things, play with your claw clips and ask you about everything you put on your face during skincare routine.

🚩He hates to be alone and will do anything he can to stop you from moving out, he doesn't care if he hurts somebody in the process. If you try to pack your things some of them will mysteriously disappear, if you try to get a better job that will allow you to make enough money to buy your own place he will sabotage you so you get late for job interview. He doesn't give a shit that he has to pay the bigger part of all the bills cause your part - time job is so underpaid. Don't even try to get a boyfriend that could move you into his own apartment - Niragi will do everything in his power to get you two to break up.Yes, including lying to both of you and making your boyfriend think you don't love him or that you're cheating on him. At one point the way he is always hanging around somewhere near you starts to feel more sad than creepy to you. It's a bit as if he was afraid to ask to be included but desperately craved connection with somebody.Without lowering your guard you just let him approach you for as long as he behaves.

🚩Pre - Borderlands version of Niragi doesn't have the balls to be pushy towards you, or maybe this side of his nature didn't wake up yet, so don't worry about him making an unwanted move on you.Still, he will definitely offer to "cheer you up" in a special way if you have a bad day. He will walk around shirtless and flash his tongue piercing at you to fluster you, might try to convince you to sit on his lap when he plays. You are banned from his room when he works or he would get distracted and nothing would get done, but won't be mad if you bring him food.

🚩Even if most of the time your coexistence is both possible and sometimes even enjoyable, sooner or later his issues will come to the surface, so if you want to live in peace I would suggest convincing him to go to therapy. Sooner or later his fear of rejection and impulsiveness will make your life harder. He doesn't like it when you go out with other friends cause he is once again left all alone, waiting for you to come back, knowing you have option of spending time with other people while he has nobody but you. Niragi is afraid that you only spend time with him because you have to live with him and you will cut him off once you can move out.When he feels insecure he will get extremely pissed off and passive aggressive. If you try to prevent this by treating him differently than usual he will see it as manipulation. Huge trust issues.

[honeytonedhottie]

starting ur fitness girlie era⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🌷

starting ur fitness girlie era is actually super easy! its consistency and discipline where most ppl struggle. i hope this post can help make the sustenance of ur fitness girlie era super easy and fun + some fun working out resources to start ✨

FOR CLARITY ;

when starting anything, the most important thing, although cliche is starting from a place of love rather then hate. it feels better and is more sustainable in the long run.

be clear on your goals for ur fitness girlie era. is this something that u wanna maintain in ur day to day life for general health? do you wanna gain/lose some weight? do you just wanna be stronger?

knowing what ur trying to achieve makes finding workouts that target your goal specifically more easy (the more specific the better)

WHERE DOES NUTRITION COME INTO PLAY ;

you should be fueling ur body properly in order for ur body to function well when ur in ur fitness girlie era. if ur goal for example is to gain weight but u notice that u have a habit to eat very little, make a log.

WIEIAD LOG (NUTRITION CONTINUED) ;

i started a what i eat in a day log for a couple reasons. one bcuz i love lists and documenting things about myself, and two bcuz i wanted to make sure that i was eating well and eating good quality foods. bcuz i notice that when i eat well -> i feel well.

eat to fuel your body, dont eat just to eat

include fresh foods

make sure that you eat healthy portions (calling four almonds a meal is NOT healthy, and calling six pizza pies a meal is NOT healthy)

overall just be mindful of what u decide to fuel your body with. an easy drink that helps to be mindful with what u fuel ur body with is with SMOOTHIES.

im so sick of ppl sleeping on smoothies cuz if u dont like to directly eat vegetables or if u want an easy way to intake fresh fruits and veggies smoothies are the way to GO.

ROMANTICIZATION ;

the fun part of the whole journey, romanticization. made a pinterest board for ur fitness journey aesthetic and make it super pretty. invest in cute workout clothes to motivate urself to workout.

formulate a playlist for ur workout, something that gives u energy and motivates you. find a workout class or a youtube channel that you love. dont make working out BORING. get a workout buddy, make some video diary entries about working out/ur workout for the day.

make a blog that records whatever workout that u did. find fun ways to work out, like dancing or going on hot girl walks. create an atmosphere where u can work out and treat the time that u spend working out as a time to nurture and nourish your body.

PATIENCE AND PERSISTENCE ;

motivation isnt going to get u through a sustainable fitness girl journey, motivation can only get you so far. its DISCIPLINE that gets you the results that you want and consistency.

be patient with yourself even if u fall off ur routine and grind, ur only human so let yourself live. as long as you dont make falling off a habit, you'll be okay.

make sure that u emphasize the mind -> body connection bcuz thats super important. working out is not just about working up a sweat; it's about connecting with your body and embracing the mind-body connection.

FUN AND EFFECTIVE WAYS TO WORKOUT ;

le sserafim workout - i've done the le sserafim workout once or twice and it absolutely destroyed me 💀 but in a good way. its challenging but its also rly effective so i recommend.

dancing - if ur into dancing, find a way of dancing that u enjoy to do. some examples include ; ballet, kpop dances, jazz etc

join a sport - join a sport with a friend to make it more fun! but theres lots of different sports that u can play and not only is it good for ur health, but its also super fun