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starshineandbooks · 4 years ago

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Come away with me, One last adventure? Chapter four

In which they open gifts and manage to completely miss Logan’s soulmark

Chapter one Chapter Two Chapter Three

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Roman wakes to a cold bed and a missing Logan, that is upsetting to his gay disaster heart and friend senses. He sits up quickly, to listen for any sign of logan, instead finding a note on his nightstand.

‘Roman, I have gone out on a walk after a series of bad dreams, I will likely be back by the time you wake up but if not feel free to text me. I’ll grab breakfast while I am out.’

Roman does feel free to text Logan, “Hey where are you?”

Logan doesn’t respond, but the door opens two minutes later, revealing Logan holding a drink carrier and a pastry bag, “Good morning Roman.”

“Happy birthday!” Roman smiles, “Did you discover your soulmark?”

“Nothing.” Logan says swiftly, “I woke up at midnight, and I found nothing, no mark at all.”

“O-oh.” Roman blinks, “That’s uh-”

“It’s fine. Just- Don’t touch me right now. Bad sensory day.” Logan sighs, shaking his dark, black hair out of his face.

“Okay.”

“I have caffine and breakfast.” Logan sighs, “And a lack of apparent soulmate.”

“Logan-”

“It’s fine,” Logan shakes his head, “I suppose I am just a little bitter.”

Roman’s lips purse, almost a pout, and Logan can’t find it in himself to chide himself for wanting to kiss those unfairly pretty lips. Logan sighs, setting the bag down and handing Roman a coffee, not meeting his friend’s eyes, careful to make sure he doesn't touch Roman’s hand at all, saving himself the pain for today.

Roman can’t help letting his eyes roe over all of Logan’s exposed skin, he’s never been able to, but he desperately wants to find where someone else will take away what Roman loves so dearly, where a soulmate will mark Logan as theirs forever.

Roman hates to think of that, but he hates even more to think that Logan, who deserves the world, wouldn’t get the exact soulmate he wants. Roman also hates the idea that if likely factual, that when Logan finds his soulmate -because surely the beautiful nerd has one- that he will leave for college and forget about Roman.

Roman knows Logan will promise not to if it was brought up, but Roman also knows that when you fall in love the rest of the world, no matter how bright, isn’t as important.

“Stop your moping Roman, it’s a lack of soulmate, not a lack of soul.”

“That can’t be right.” Roman counters, “Everyone has a soulmate!”

“That’s what Disney says, that’s what the cards say Roman, but this is real life, not everything works out perfect.”

“I know that!” Roman sighs, softening his voice, “I know that okay, God above do I know that L.”

“Well… Good. Now, drink your caffeinated death before it gets cold.” Logan’s voice is distant, as he moves to drink from his own styrofoam cup.

Roman sighs, following suit, “How long were you out?”

“Since midnight.”

“Specs it’s seven in the morning. What-”

“Bad dream, nothing important.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yeah…” Logan sighs, “I- It wasn’t great.”

“Wanna talk about it?”

“You died.”

“I what?!”

“You died, in my dream Roman. It was rather upsetting.” Logan sighs, shaking his ead, “But it is okay, you are breathing and that- that is enough.”

Roman can’t find the words, but the way Logan looks so upset- he sighs, reaching and pulling a wrapped rectangle of the ground, “Open it for me?”

Logan sighs, setting his cup down and reaching for the gift, before moving to grab Roman’s.

“Wait!” Roman says, then his alarm goes off, “HAppy birthday Specs, welcome to being officially eighteen!”

Logan snorts, “Thank you.”

Roman pulls the gift Logan made for him off the bed stand, “Open them together?”

“Yes, if that’s amicable to you?”

“I suggested it didn’t I?”

Logan does not dignify that with a response, instead nodding slightly, before he turns to the gift as he sits on the bed, moving the blue wrapped object to his lap.

Roman stares down at the red paper, “Go!”

The two begin to tear at the paper, brows knit to see who can open it faster. Competitive as always but in a fun way.

Roman wins, because the gift he’s opening is smaller. He grins, “A CD case specs, did you make me a mixtape?”

“Listen to it and find out.”

Roman just grabs Logan’s laptop, booting it up and logging in.

Logan stares down at the scrap book on his lap, a galaxy print cover and beautiful calligraphy reading ‘Logan memories for the ages Part one of many’. He chuckles softly to himself, “A scrapbook?”

“Look through it, Specs, I spent- a long time.”

“Is that why your hands were covered in blue and silver glitter for a week and a half?”

“Maybe.” Roman pills up the CD room and goes to hit play.

“Wait! Headphones, and- listen to the whole thing first?”

“Uh- sure?”

Logan nods, “After this we should buy tickets to disney for tomorrow.”

“We should.”

Logan turns to rifle through the scrapbook, finidning shades of blues and black, and galaxies, stars, and a nasa logo on different pages. Roman must have spent hours on this, weeks probably longer.

The first page is a picture of Roman and Logan when they were probably five, Roman sits on the counter with a bandaged knee and e teary smile as Logan holds out an otter pop to his injured friend. ‘My hero’ It reads.

A second picture sits on the same page, this time Roman and Logan appear to be sixteen if the blue streak in Roman’s hair is any indicator. Roman and Logan stand arm in arm for homecoming, Roman’s date had ditched him the night before for some pretty boy or other. Logan had stepped in and broken off from the group the nerd had planned on attending with just to make sure Roman had a fun night. The second picture seems to continue the message of the first, ‘Forever and ever.’

Soft silver glitter is on the second page, a large picture of Logan and Virgil takes up the majority of the page, the two are hunched together watching conspiracies on the laptop they’d borrowed from their triplet Bia, said girl in the background threatening Roman with a curling iron.

The message for that page is silly and looping as ever, ‘Except when the conspiracies rot your brain and your sister threatens to straighten my hair with her curler if I scare you.’

Logan laughs softly, turning the page and gasping.

Roman glances over but just smiles at the picture on the third page.

Logan stares down at a picture of Logan and Roman with their moms, the boys are probably eight, and dressed in almost matching outfits. Black pants, dress shoes, and button up shirts in white. Except, they both wear bow ties, Logan’s is a dark red while Roman’s is a dark blue. ‘Sometimes, we steal each other's color.’

The next page is Logan at the planetarium, alone in the shot but looking starstruck as he stares up at constellations, pointing them out to someone out of view, probably Roman or one of their friends. ‘As stunning as the stars you so love.’

The next page is a picture of Logan with his siblings.

Remy stands with his- they were a he at the time of photo- arms about Logan and Virgil’s shoulders, sunglasses ever in place and a smirk. Virgil’s got one arm hanging loseley and the other about the youngest sibling, and the only blonde. Anne, the blonde, smiles at the camera. Logan has his pinkies hooked with his female triplet, the two identical, save for Logan wears glasses where Bia wears contacts. The group stands in matching print swimsuits on the beach.

‘You have more fun and emotion and love than you’d let most people know but you’re a big softie.’

Logan continues to rifle through his favorite memories, most of them with Roman himself or Logan’s own siblings. His eyes sting, Roman put so much thought and love into this project, and Logan is going to keep it forever.

When he is done reading he turns to watch Roman shut the laptop and turn to Logan as well, almost in sync. Logan will miss this, the easy everything he has with Roman.

“Thank you Roman.” Logan says simply, “This means a lot to me, I- It’s beautiful.” Logan manages to bite back the quip Roman would love to hear, just not from Logan. Manages to keep from saying, ‘Almost as beautiful as you are.’

“I’m glad you liked it!” Roman grins, going to ruffle Logan’s hair but stopping as he remembers Logan asked to not be touched, Roman drops his hand, “Sorry I was just so excited I blinked for a moment.”

“It is okay Roman, You stopped and you remembered, and then apologized. That is all I can ask for.”

“I mean, you could ask me for anything.” Roman shrugs, and his voice isn’t teasing like he’d meant, it’s soft and vulnerable and earnest.

Logan shakes his head, “Not anything.” Logan sighs, shaking his head.

“Anything. But uh- Thank you for the music Logan.”

“Of course.”

“I like all of the songs, of course! But uh- they were all love songs?”

“Yes.”

“Okay.” Roman nods, “Well, Thank you very much, it was- a beautiful playlist.”

Roman stares only a little besottedly at eyes of stormy depth in Logan’s green gaze, and he can’t help but wish the playlist was a confession, but it isn’t, Roman knows this.

Logan wishes Roman hadn't just rejected him so outright with ignoring that the playlist is a confession, but here he is.

“I’m glad you liked it.” Logan smiles as best he can around what feels as if his heart is stabbing itself violently. “We should take a walk around dinner time, after is ideal.”

Master post Chapter five

#Come away with me one last adventure?#logince #sanders sides #Soulmate AU #Sweethearts soulmates and snarky remarks #SSB Writes

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krystalkitdemi · 4 years ago

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Mini friends

The sun shown through my window as morning broke. I was hiding under the covers to avoid it as much as I could. Until I felt small hands shaking me. “Get up!,” Called little voices. I groaned and sat up, One of the tiny beings rolled off of my chest as I rose. “What is it? Another Enemy?,” I asked and rubbed my eyes before looking down. “Non non. I am hungry!,” Came the little french voice of Polnareff. I had pulled him and nine other allies the previous day. “Polnareff, Don’t you guys have snacks in the Mansion?,” I inquired and rested my cheek in my palm as I looked down at him. “I wanted to try what you have out here, I think you’d make a meal fit for someone as splendid as I.,” The tiny frenchman boasted and puffed up his tiny chest. I poked his little belly and made him deflate.

I heard a small annoyed whine and looked under the blanket. One of the little friends I pulled yesterday was under there, Santana. He had a habit of hiding in things. Probably snuck in to hide from the others who were annoying him. I picked the tiny guy up and put on a hoodie for him to hide in the hood of. It was a cold fall morning, so a hoodie was welcome. I felt him snuggle into the hood and settle down. Polnareff had hopped off of my bed and ran out the open bedroom door. I could have sworn I closed that. I followed and walked to the kitchen, where Jonathan and Speedwagon already were waiting. “Good morning!,” Jonthan greeted. “Mornin’,” I replied and yawned, covering my mouth with my hand. Speedwagon had his little head smooshed against my coffee table. I looked at him then at Jonathan. “He needs his morning tea.,” Jonathan explained. “I think mom has some english breakfast tea here somewhere. If not, I hope you don’t mind irish breakfast.,” I offered. “I need caffine...,” The tiny blond whined.

It was rather adorable to see a sleepy Speedwagon on my coffee table. Polnareff was eagerly waiting at the kitchen door, practically bouncing with excitement. I tied up my unbrushed hair and looked at Polnareff. His little stand was floating next to him and he has his little bag with him. “What do you want to eat? I don’t have much here right now, I have to go get groceries.,” I explained. “Anything you make is probably perfectly acceptable.,” The proud french mini puffed. “You’re loud.,” I heard the soft Voice of Santana speak from my hood as the grumpy little pillar peered out with a tiny glare, “Stop talking.” “Non non. Rude!,” Polnareff shot back to the tiny Santana in my hood. I knelt down and used a finger to pat Polnareff’s head, “Hey. Stop fighting. Save that energy for monsters that may come up.”

My phone buzzed and I took a look at it. I had texted my friend who recommended the game to me about what happened, she sent me back a selfie with the one that popped out of her phone, Josuke. “Woah. this is not only happening to me.,” I mused and texted her back a selfie with a little Santana in my hood. I showed the message to Polnareff. “That means we have friends out there!.,” Polnareff spoke. “It also means the rifts are Widespread.,” I replied, “This could even be a worldwide phenomenon.” I looked at the little friends I made, they were all paying attention. Speedwagon was awake. “If that is correct, then that means that there are more monsters out there. More vampires, More zombies!,” the little blond shouted. “If what my friend texted me is true, then we have bigger problems. There are duplicates of you guys running around, corrupted duplicates. They are making trouble for everyone.,” I replied and showed them the texts, “If these rifts spread, It might emcompass our world, merging them in a dangerous way.”

I quickly made up some French toast with cinnamon and nutmeg mixed into the egg mixture. The smell woke up Santana, Who watched me cook over my shoulder. Polnareff pulled a stool up and hopped up to watch as well. I had made only a few to cut up for the tiny people who wanted them. Jonathan graciusly took the food I offered him and ate it, he ended up getting some on his little face. Polnareff ate the french toast he was given, after fussing about how it was not french. I offered a little to Santana and he did not refuse it. I made some tea for myself and Speedwagon. I had to dig out a little cup that I used to play with as a child. I dug out the entire teaset and plateware set I used to play with as a child for them to use. They seemed to appreciate the gesture. I gave Speedwagon the tiny cup filled with tea and he graciously sipped it. I ate my own breakfast and wrote down what Groceries I needed to buy.

My phone dinged again and I checked it, My parents had texted me. I sent them a quick message and closed the texting app to open the game and check on the others I had. They all were in their little rooms I had made up for them. some looked puzzled as to where their neighbors went. I made a little smile and played a little bit with the ones in the mansion on the screen. I cleaned everything up once everyone was done eating, Santana was taking a nap in my hood. I went and got ready to go to the store. I grabbed my keys and bag once ready. The little ones, save santana, Went back into the world that was linked into my phone. I locked up the house after I left and got into my car to go to the grocery store. hopefully, everything went smoothly.

#jojo pitter patter pop #Pitter patter pop fanfic #jojos bizzare adventure x reader #First person point of view

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lovelyshawnn · 6 years ago

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Nervous: CEO!Reader x Intern!Shawn

My heels clicked loudly onto the white marble tiles of my company’s building as I made my way down the hall, towards my office that overlooked the city. The volume of the chatter from my subordinates decreased as their eyes followed my body, silencing their words. The whole floor would quiet down unintentionally out of pure intimidation whenever they sensed my presence. I’m really not as scary as they think I am, but I have a reputation to obtain. I’m not here to make friends, I’m here to be their boss.

My assistant, Arlene, spotted my iconic high ponytail above the walls of the many cubicles on the office floor, taking that as her cue to stand up with my schedule in her hand, walking with me to my office as she read it out loud. She understood how I wanted everything to be organized and fastpaced. She was to read my schedule aloud every morning as soon as I walked through the door, not a single second late. As a CEO, I have a lot of things to do, so I don’t appreciate an assistant that isn’t quick on their feet for everything and anything. Which is probably why I went through dozens of assistants before I found Arlene. We quickly grew a bond and she was one of the few employees that I could actually bear in this company. I even consider her a close friend since we know each other like the back of our hands. This was not the case for the rest of my employees, who probably have never seen me shown any emotion besides irritated.

“We have a staff meeting at 9am, lunch with the representative of WFF at 1pm, videochat interview with Vogue magazine at 9pm, then we need you to read and sign these forms by 12pm tonight,” Arlene said all in one breath as quickly as she could.

“Oh! And our new intern, Shawn, starts today!” She said excitedly as she ushered him into my office. I looked up from the pile of papers on my desk to see Shawn walk in nervously, a tightlipped smile etched on his face. My brows raised in surprise. I was expecting some lanky, nerdy kid as the new intern but Shawn was quite the opposite. He was 6 foot and 2 inches of sculpted muscle. My eyes travelled up and down his glorious body like a predator stalking its prey.

“Hello, its a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Y/L/N,” he said. As soon as I heard his deep voice,I knew he was done for. I wanted so badly to just wreck him, taking him right then and there. I didn’t even know why I was thinking of this, I’ve never been truly attracted to a coworker in all my years of working, but here I was. There was just something about his pink blush that complimented his pale skintone, his big calloused hands, his perfectly wavy hair and...wait, what? I have to snap out of this haze, he’s just an intern. An incredibly cute intern, but still just an intern.

I shook my head to vacate all the inappropriate thoughts from my head. “Hi Shawn,” I replied, sticking a hand out for him to shake. His large hand flew up to firmly grip my small one, which ignited tiny little sparks in my hand that created a blush on my face.

I quickly pulled my hand back and diverted the focus from his hand to my work to avoid the awkwardness. Arlene took the hint as she saw my eyes shift back to the paper work, so she ushered Shawn out of my office to let me be. I decided to begin my work day by reading over some forms to sign but my mind kept thinking back to how his hand felt wrapped around mine. Why was my mind so occupied on this one guy? Fuck, maybe I just have to get laid. I never get this weak for one guy.

I huffed in frustration before getting up and making my way to the office kitchen/break room in desperate need of coffee. Usually I’d just ask Arlene to do it but today, I felt the need to get out of my office and clear my head for a bit. As I rounded the corner and walked into the break room, I spotted Shawn’s muscular back turned towards me as he was fixing himself a cup of coffee. It amazed me how someone can look so good in a pair of trousers and regular old sweater. I rolled my eyes at my own out of character thoughts. Treat him like every other employee. He’s no different.

His head turned toward me as he heard the clicking sounds of my heels. “Mrs. Y/L/N! Arlene said I should make you a coffee before the staff meeting, so uh, here you go,” Shawn stuttered out nervously. I eyed the cup of coffee that looked rather small in comparison to his huge hand, before taking it away from his grasp and taking a sip. My face scrunched up in horror at the taste, “Shawn, have you ever made a coffee before in your life?”

His eyes widened in fear, which made me smile at his innocence, but I was quick to cover it by turning away from him and towards the coffee maker. Or so I thought, but little did I know that Shawn most definitely caught the sight of the tiny smile that graced your lips, which eased some of his worried nerves.

“I like my coffee iced if its before 3pm with 2 sugars and some creamer,” I said as I made my coffee in front of him to demonstrate, “If its after 3pm, just make me some caffinated tea. Please tell me you know how to do that, at least.” He nodded frantically.

“I’d study this if I were you, you’re gonna be making a lot of these throughout the next few months,” I said with a bit of harshness in my tone before closing the lid on my coffee cup and strutting out of the room with a sway in my hips, not once looking at him as I finished my sentence.

He watched as my legs carried me away from him, his eyes trained on that perky ass of mine as he felt his pants tightened against his bulge. As soon as I left the room, he let out a breath that he didn’t even know he was holding. His new boss scared the shit out of him, but he had to admit, he was kind of into it. And the fact that she was hot as hell didn’t help his innappropriate infatuation with her. He snapped out of his thoughts as he remembered that he was supposed to be at the staff meeting and quickly made his way to the office.

I was sat on the end of the big rectangular desk with Arlene to my left and Shawn to my right. The rest of the main employees were sat all around the desk as they took turns updating me with how their department was holding up, and if there was anything we needed to do to fix it. As Dwayne from finances was talking about our budget for the month, you noticed that Shawn’s occasional nod had stopped, and he was now staring off into the distance lifelessly. I took my heel clad foot and gently tapped his calf to gain his attention, raising my brow at him in a disapproving way. He jumped up slightly at the sudden realization that he had zoned off, resulting in him leaning forward, trying to seem more intrigued in the insanely boring meeting. I smirked at how obvious it was that this poor guy was intimidated by me before ending the meeting after everyone had a chance to talk.

I walked back to my office side by side with Arlene, Shawn trailing closely behind, as she gave me any updates or any new information that you needed to know. “The representative for WWF just called saying he can’t make it to lunch today, should I reschedule?”

I rolled my eyes at their unprofessionalism and lack of punctuality. ”No, that won’t be necessary. Remind me to never waste my time on them again,” I said with irritation. My annoyance only grew as my stomach grumbled and my hunger grew.

“I’m still hungry, though. Would you like to accompany me to Le Petit Bistro?” I smiled at Arlene hopefully.

She shook her head no, “I’m sorry babe, I got a bunch of deadlines coming up today, I don’t have the time.” I pouted slightly in disappointment until I spotted Shawn, who was awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck as his eyes scanned all over the office that was still new to him.

“You. Shawn. Would you like to go to lunch with me?” I asked in a straight forward fashion. His eyebrows raised and eyes widened as he realized that you were talking to him. He glanced between you and Arlene, unsure of what to say. Arlene gave him an encouraging nod, mouthing something along the words “Say yes!” Shawn swallowed the lump in his throat before nodding, “Y-yeah, I’d love to.”

I grinned and turned in my heels, making a beeline to the office elevators. As I got in, I noticed that Shawn was still stood exactly where I left him, “You coming?”

He rushed to meet me in the elevator before it closed. His heart was racing, feeling anxious about being alone with the CEO of this medium sized company.

“So, where are you from, Shawn?” I said in an attempt to make small talk. “Oh, uhm, I’m from Pickering, Canada.”

My brows lifted in surprise, “Wow, really? When did you move to San Francisco?”

“About a month ago, I moved as soon as I found out that I got the internship.”

My heart dropped as soon as I heard this. Suddenly, I felt pretty bad about not treating him a little more kind. This guy was completely new to this city, and a scary boss wasn’t going to help him get settled in. I weighed the pros and cons before making the final decision, “How about we do some sight seeing today? Have you seen the Golden Gate bridge yet?”

Shawn’s eyes widened for what seemed like the hundredth time today, “No, I’ve been meaning to, but wait don’t you hav-“

“No buts! We’re going!” I cut him off, earning a small chuckle from him. We walked out of the elevator and made our way to my car, where I replaced my black stilettos with sneakers that are more appropriate for walking around all day.

“Alright. First stop: Pier 39!” I screamed with excitement as he watched my childlike outburst from the passenger seat. Truthfully, I’ve been living in SF my whole life so I couldn’t care less about the tourist attractions, but this was the first time in a long while that I did something spontaneous. I have to admit that I’m a workaholic, and I love to stick to strict schedules and routines. But I was loving the thrill of finally doing something out of the blue.

After a pain in the ass time looking for parking, we finally made our way to the pier. We spent the hour walking in to all the cute little shops, enjoying the live entertainment, taking a ride on the carousel, and stopping for some clam chowder.

To end the day’s adventure, we took a boat ride that allowed us to get a good view of Alcatraz Island and the Golden Gate bridge. The soaring wind made me a bit chilly, making me wrap my arms around yourself, clinging onto my thin dress shirt to find some kind of warmth. Shawn noticed my actions before taking off his jacket and handing it over to me.

I smiled up at him at the kind gesture before slotting my arms through and shrugging on the oversized jacket, ”Thank you.”

“No problem, honey,” he said, swinging an arm over your shoulder to keep the both of you warm. Hm. Honey. I replayed the way he said the word honey over and over in my head, thinking about how perfect it sounded rolling off his tongue.

As we made our way off the boat and back into my car to head back to the office, I couldn’t stop thinking about the way his body felt against mine. What seemed like just a harmless, relaxing getaway from my intense work load was now having me rethink everything about my love life. I haven’t dated anyone in the longest time, I’ve always been way too occupied with work to even think about men. But there was just something about Shawn. Like the way his soft voice makes me feel all warm and relaxing inside, or the way his smile was so goddamn contagious.

No. You’re just in love with the idea of him, the idea of someone being able to take you away from the stress of your demanding job, I thought. This is just a temporary crush that spawned from the fact that we were both out of the office doing fun things, it’ll die down as soon as we get settled back in the office, working.

We rode the elevator in silence and when we got to our floor, I noticed that no one else was in the office. I glanced at the clock, which read 8:30pm.

“Oh shit, its already 8:30?” I said in shock. ”I’m so sorry, I must’ve lost track of time. You can go ahead and head home now, Shawn. Our office usually closes at 6, but I still have some work to do.”

“Oh, uh, actually Arlene wanted me to finish organizing some of the files in your office before I leave for today,” Shawn lied. I mean, Arlene did tell him he could do that to start his first day doing something easy, but she never set a deadline for him. He just wanted to spend a little extra time with you.

“That’s fine, you can do that while I do my videochat interview in a bit,” I replied, unlocking my office door for the both of us to step in. Shawn nodded and headed for the file cabinets in my room while I set up my computer.

Within a few minutes, I heard the blaring skype ringtone. I quickly fixed my hair before accepting the call.

“Hi there! My name is Jess, I’m a journalist from Vogue magazine,” a woman with dark brown hair said. After we exchanged greetings, she explained how the interview would work and began asking typical questions like when I began my business and what it feels like to be a young female CEO in the city.

I answered all these questions with ease since people ask me them all the time, it was as if I was running on auto pilot. Some time during the interview, my eyes shifted from my computer screen to Shawn, who was currently sorting through some papers quickly with his massive hands. Fuck, those hands were beautiful. Watching his fingers fly through the papers made my mind wander off, thinking about how those fingers would feel on me.

“Mrs. Y/L/N?” Jess called out.

I quickly diverted my eyes back to the computer screen, “Yes, uh, what was the question again?”

Jess chuckled slightly, “Well, as a young female boss, where do you find the time to date? Are there any special men in your life at the moment?”

Shawn’s head snapped towards me once he heard the question clearly, curious to my answer. My mind blanked out as I processed the question. I never really got personal questions, but since this was Vogue that was interviewing me, I should’ve expected that.

I laughed nervously, “I’ve mostly been focusing on my work actually, so there hasn’t been any special men in my life for awhile.” Shawn’s eyebrows flew up a bit at your response before he turned his head and got back to his work. You furrowed your eyebrows slightly in confusion about his reaction. It looked as if he were questioning the legitimacy of your answer. For the most part, it was true. I’ve only been on a handful of dates here and there since the start of my career 2 years ago, but none of them really connected with me. Not until today... with Shawn.

After a few more questions, we said our goodbyes and ended the skype call.

Remembering how Shawn’s eyebrow lifted at me in a questioning way, I decided to stand up from my spot by my desk and walk over to him to confront him about it. “Why’d you look at me like that? When she asked about my ‘special men?’” I asked, using hand quotes mockingly for the words special men.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” He smirked without glancing up at me at all. That fucker knew exactly what I was talking about, it was evident in that cheeky smile he was wearing.

I rolled my eyes at him, placing both my hands on my hips and giving him my signature bitch face that I was known for around the office. He finally looked up at me, acknowledging the stance I was in before laughing lightly. Thats weird. No one ever laughed at me when I did my bitch face. They’d usually start apologizing or pissing their pants by now.

“Okay, okay,” he said as he placed his papers down, “I just find it hard to believe that someone as beautiful as you doesn’t have any ‘special men’ in your life.”

His words left me with my lips slightly parted, mouth opening and closing again while I tried to find the right words to say, but I was left speechless. A blush started to creep its way up my cheeks. Goddamn this intern and his ability to make me blush so hard. I made an effort to cover up the blush immediately by turning around to the stack of forms I still had to sign. I sat on the edge of my desk with my legs dangling off and papers placed on my lap.

“Well, it is true. I have so much work to do, and men are just a pain in the ass. I need to relax, and men make me do the complete opposite of that,” I said while rubbing my temples at the mere thought of being in a relationship at the moment.

He didn’t know what took over him. Maybe it was the wine that you two downed on the boat. Or maybe if was the way your perfectly tight high ponytail was now messy with baby hairs flying out of your head. Or maybe it was the way your skirt rode up your thighs when you took a seat on top of your desk. He didn’t know why at all, but the words just slipped out of his mouth before he could stop them, “I can help you relax.”

And before he knew it, his legs travelled the short distance from his spot by the file cabinets to right in between my legs that were slightly parted. One of my eyebrows quirked up in a curious way while my pupils dilated to watch his every move, still confused as to what was going on. The shy, nervous fresh faced intern that started the day off by being scared shitless of you was now bolder than ever.

At the lack of my response, Shawn leaned over to close the small gap between us and planted his lips on mine. It was like I was completely out of control around him because although it was against all the red flags in my head, I wrapped my arms around his neck and curled my fingers into his soft curls. His hands were on my waist as his lips meshed together with mine. In a swift power move, I gave a good tug on his hair which resulted in him letting out a small gasp. I took advantage of this by slipping my tongue through and adventuring into his pretty mouth.

The fact that we were all alone in this big office, doing exactly what we aren’t supposed to do made it so much hotter for us. The feeling of his skin on mine, his lips brushing against mine, ignited a once dead spark inside me. I craved the touch of a man that I was deprived of for so long, but more specifically, I craved him.

I took the initiative, moving my hand from behind his neck to the front, grasping his throat between my fingertips lightly before trailing them down his toned chest. Shawn whimpered almost inaudibly at the feeling of my hand around his neck, nails digging in just the right amount. If the office wasn’t completely vacant at the time, I would’ve missed how the tiny whimper escaped his swollen pink lips. I smirked into the kiss. Of course he’d be into that. God, I’m going to wreck him.

My hand travelled down to where he needed me the most, cupping his member with my palm right when the phone rang. We jumped at the sound of the ringtone, scrambling off of each other as I hopped off the desk and made my way over to the phone. Its like the phone’s ringtone was like a wakeup call, bringing us back to reality.

I’m his boss and he’s just an intern, we’re not supposed to be doing this. But fuck, that just made it feel better. I flattened my clothes out, smoothing over the creases before picking up the phone.

Arlene was on the other end of the line, reminding me of the deadlines for the paperwork that needed to be scanned and sent off and notifying me of a sponsor’s interest in our company. I thanked her and wrote down the notes in my planner before hanging up. I turned around to face Shawn, but instead I was met with my usual empty office. What used to be comforting to me, was now cold and lonely. The sadness creeped in as I took in my surroundings and saw how there was not another sign of life in this building.

He left. And you were alone, as usual.

a/n: there will be a part 2 to this!! im thinking about making this a whole ass series/fanfic so stay tuned and pls leave feedback heheh

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reveriesforyou · 7 years ago

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Something For You

Hi babes! This is a Peter Parker fluff (that starts out smutty) about the reader trying to uncover Spider-Man’s secret identity after he protects her from some creeps one night while she crushes on Peter at school! I hope you like it!

Something For You

When Peter was in her room, even the air felt different. It felt like a fleecy blanket against her skin, all heavy, warm and at times, suffocating. Whatever pieces of fabric that Peter had yet to tear away from her body, she despised. She wanted to take it all off while his head rested against her clavicle, his hair tickling the crook of her neck while he pressed dulcet kisses across her collarbone.

When her grip tightened around his hips, Peter would hitch her legs just a bit higher and his T-shirt would be tossed carelessly to the floor. Her favorite noise would forevermore be the creaks of her headboard smacking against her bedroom wall when their movements became even more erratic, and the little whines that left Peter’s throat when she scratched her nails softly down his bare back, and through his hair. The worships he whispered against her bare skin weren’t half bad either.

The saltiness that came in with Peter when he slipped through her window rubbed into her flesh as their bodies twisted together. Splotches of cherry spilled across the floral expanse of her sheets, but she was too caught up with how low Peter’s kisses were dropping to even think about minding.

Just as Peter’s kiss dropped to her inner thighs and her head dipped back, with her eyes clamped shut, a blaring alarm blasted through her phone’s speakers, halting her dream right then and there. She could’ve screamed in anguish. It was the third time her dreams of Peter had been interrupted by her alarm.

Pulling her body from the plush confines of her bed, her shaky legs walked her down the hallway to prepare for the impending school day. Peter would be there, with his messy hair and kind, brown eyes. If she had any hopes of making her dream a reality, she’d better tame the mess atop her head that she called hair.

As soon as she came back to her room and shut her door, and glanced over to her window, smiling when she’d come across another, not-so-anonymous gift webbed to her window.

About a month or so ago, the famous Spider-Man had saved her from the gruesome clutches of a few creeps as she was walking home from her friends house. Instead of leaving her on the ground after he’d fought them off, he had curled an arm around her waist and used his webs to help her make it home safely. Ever since then, sometimes he would leave small gifts tacked outside her window.

This morning, he had pasted a postcard with a photo of Gustav Klimt’s, ‘The Kiss,’ to her window. A smile graced her lips as she retrieved it, turning it over to see if he had left her a note. In the messiest handwriting the girl had ever come across, Spider-Man had scribbled,

You know who I am, smart girl. Think.

It had been a running joke between the pair. As soon as he had dropped her off and was waiting to ensure that she made it in alright, she had turned on her heel swiftly and claimed that she recognized his voice. She had heard it somewhere before, she was positive, she just couldn’t place it. Now, Spider-Man seemed to tease her about it every chance he got.

Taping the postcard above her bed, the girl went about her morning, rushing to make sure that she wasn’t late her first period of the day.

Peter Parker, on the other hand, was more than alright with skipping his first period. On accident, he had dozed off, leaned against her window pane when he went to drop off ‘The Kiss.’ She had merely looked so peaceful, swaddled in her pink bedspread, and Peter craved that level of calm. He’d do anything to replace her pink sheets, to hold her close to him at night for warmth instead.

Practically falling through his front door, Peter dragged himself up the stairs to his bedroom. He decided that if he slept through his first two periods, he would have time to arrive to school early where he’d run into her in the hallway, and maybe, if he could somehow plunk up the courage, he could walk her to their shared English class.

Their interactions had been sparse. Peter had held the door for her every chance he got, nodding his head and blushing when she’d thank him, a rosy tint spilling across her cheeks as well. She had helped him gather his papers when Flash had knocked them out of his hands numerous times, once even telling him that he was smart when she had spotted one of his physics test scores.

Although, the best interaction that they had ever had was when Peter caught her when she tripped on the stairs. It was within days of him getting bit by the spider, and he was hurrying down the steps while she was rushing up. Peter couldn’t even think of how she took such a nasty spill going upstairs, but before she had the chance to hit the floor, she was wrapped up in Peter’s arms, clutching his jacket with her eyes squeezed shut. She was braced for the impact that never came, and instead, she found herself with her cheek pressed into Peter’s chest.

“Shit, are you alright?” Peter questioned, pulling away to inspect her for any signs of damage. Up close, she was even prettier. She had the love of Aphrodite in her eyes, and when she spoke, not even Tchaikovsky’s music could match the loveliness of her voice.

“Oh gosh, Peter, M’so sorry! I almost took you down too, I’m so sorry!” One of her hands was placed in front of her mouth, while the other grabbed for his hand. “Thank you so much for not letting me fall, I’m literally a walking disaster waiting to happen.”

Peter chuckled, shaking his head and moving his fingers to smooth over the back of her hand, “don’t worry about it, couldn’t just let you fall.” They shifted, each preparing to head in towards their differing locations, “just be careful, yeah? Don’t want you getting hurt.”

She raised her eyebrows, the softness of his laugh reminding her of someone that she couldn’t quite pinpoint, “you’re one to talk,” motioning to his bruises law and bloody lip, “maybe you should be careful too?”

They smiled at each other one last time before heading to their classrooms, but they lingered in each other’s minds for the rest of the day, week and ongoing months. Bashfulness plagued them both, because they hadn’t had a real conversation since then.

When Peter finally awoke from his nap and had made his way to school, he tried to wander the hallway slowly, doing his best to seek her out. He doubted that he would have the courage to talk to her, but Peter would’ve settled for walking behind her. Her hair was so shiny that it would glimmer in the light, she smelled like vanilla and honey, and her bum wasn’t half bad to look at either.

He waited for her until the first late bell rang, and a few moments before the second rang, Peter had been shooed off to class by one of his other teachers. He looked for her once he was seated, thinking it was possible that he’d missed her in the hall, but he couldn’t spot her in class either.

About twenty minutes into the class, she slipped quietly inside, slinking to the back of the room, a few desks behind Peter. He could hear soft sniffles and trembling breaths. At this point, Peter figured out that she was crying. She was late to class because she was crying.

It took everything in Peter to not go to her, get down on his knees, and kiss her tears away. He went out to fight bad guys on a daily basis in a city that wouldn’t ever be without crime, but Peter hadn’t ever felt so useless. Peter would’ve done anything to stop her tears. As soon as the class was over, she rushed out before a word between them was shared.

At lunch, Peter walked past her and her friend’s table and overhead her tearfully explaining how awful a boy she had been tutoring had been to her. Peter decided that Spider-Man would be leaving her a gift that night.

When the sun finally rose the next morning, the girl awoke to a bouquet of red tulips resting against her windowpane, along with a torn-out book page with a highlighted passage that read, “She had a kind heart, though that is not of much use when it comes to the matter of self-preservation.” The closer she looked at the tulips, she saw that Spider-Man had stuck a folded up note into the flower’s paper. It said,

The bookshop by Penelope Fitzgerald.

Moving the flowers into a vase, she trekked down to her local library to check out the very book.

Moving through the hallway with his head ducked down, Peter crashed into her the next day at school. She was clutching a copy of ‘The Bookstore’ and a nearly empty coffee cup in her hands and blinked up at him in surprise.

“Peter,” the girl questioned, holding an arm to his chest to steady him, “you seem sleepier than normal today.” Her eyes widened and she took a desperate sip to finish off her coffee, “not that I’m staring at you, ever, or anything. We just have, you know, classes and stuff together.” She felt blush spreading like wildfire throughout her entire body and she shook her head at herself. Leave it to her to let the boy she liked know that she was not only going to bump into him every other day, but that she was also a complete creep who couldn’t keep her eyes off of him.

Peter smiled at her, “late night.” He wished that she would go back to nervously rambling, she looked awfully cute doing so. He tapped the cover of the book that rested in her hands, “I like her stuff, she’s very good. How far are you in?”

“Only the first few chapters, my history exam had me up all night too.” She raised her coffee to her lips once more, taking a slow sip and licking the lid for any caffine that could’ve escaped her body before tossing it into the garbage can.

She and Peter exchanged goodbyes and went through their separate schedules, both doing their best to create a conversation starter for the next day. Peter, taking full advantage of his secret identity, decided that Spider-Man would pay her a visit later on in the night. She seemed to enjoy the masked superheroes’ company, and Peter pondered that it was better he have her in secret than to not have her at all. He remained oblivious to the fact that at lunchtime, she had decoded bits and pieces of the mystery surrounding Spider-Man.

It had clicked in her head just as she had sat down at her table and reopened ‘The Bookshop.’ Peter had cuts all over his face, bruises scattered across his body, not to mention he seemed familiar with the book in which Spider-Man had left her a passage from. Beyond that, when the pair had shared an art class, Peter had been so found of Klimt’s painting that he produced his own spin on the artwork. When Peter laughed, it was too eerily familiar to Spider-Man’s for her to let it go. The girl decided that tonight would be the night that she would stay up and wait for him.

Peter wandered the skies, taking the long way back to where she lived. He’d only visit her after 4 a. m. because one night, Peter had stopped in at 2 in the morning and she was still up and flipping through pages of a novel that he couldn’t identify. When he perched on her windowsill, digging through his backpack to find the sonnet that he was going to web to her window, he found her sitting up in bed, and looking straight at him.

The girl rushed forward, and motioned for Peter to lean back so she could open her window without nailing him in the face with the corner of her window. “Good morning,” she started, taking the boy she hoped and prayed was Peter Parker and pulling him through her window and into her bedroom. “Ask me who I think you are,” a smile teasing her mouth.

Peter gulped, but decided to play along. “Who do you think I am?”

“I think that you’re Peter Parker.” The girl said, leaning up on her tiptoes just as Peter glided his hands across her back to take a firm hold of her waist.

Before he could over think it, Peter yanked off his mask, meeting her gaze full on, “I’m not sure you’re right, miss.” She knew and she didn’t seem disappointed, in fact, she seemed to be angling her lips towards his own, so Peter felt that it would be okay to tease her. He couldn’t get his brain to form anything other than a sarcastic sentence so he figured that he should just go with it.

“You were looking for something,” she asked him, so close now that Peter could feel the heat of her breath on his jawline.

‘Shy love, I think of you

As the morning air brushes the window pane,

And how much time of all it takes to know

The movement of your arm, the steps you take,

The curves along your head, your ears, your hair.

For all of this, each hand, each finger,

Each lip, each breath, each sigh,

Each word and sound of voice of tongue,

I would require an age to contemplate.

But for your heart, your mind, you thoughts, all these,

To love them all I need at least five centuries.’

“I do love Shakespeare,” the girl breathed before Peter crashed his lips down upon her own.

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missmcevoyandbump-blog · 6 years ago

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The Start!

On 11th August,2018 I was one or two days late for my period and decided I should take a pregnancy test. No it was not planned and yes I was so scared about the outcome. It was a clear positive and I was terrified. Yes I am still with my babies father and yes we are very happy. At first it was a complete shock I did not even know what to do or say to anybody so all I could do was go downstairs and just cry. Probably the happiest most scariest day of my life, finding out I was going to be a mother in 2019. Me and my mum worked out that I was around 5-6 weeks around the time I found out and each day felt like it was just made up as I still could not believe I was pregnant. Yes my parents knew I was pregnant from the beginning as soon as I found out as I always told them everything. I felt completely confused as I was never expecting to fall pregnant at 17 years old and having a baby at 18 years old... I knew from the start I would have people who would disagree with the decision to keep my child and be a young mum but then I knew I would always have my family to support me threw the whole thing. My mum and dad was so supportive and after the shock they came to see that I was having a child no matter how they felt. They both have been my total rock helping me threw the pregnancy.

At 15 weeks I started to have serious migraines and my mum thought it would be best to go to the hospital to make sure everything is okay and nothing can harm the child or myself. after being admitted to hospital I ended up having a mri scan on my brain (hospital said it is 100% safe for my unborn baby) We waiting 5-6 hours for the results to come back to find out I had too much fluid surrounding my brain and it was crushing a nerve in the back of my eyes causing blurry vision. The Hospital thought my best option would be to have a small minor surgery on my spine called Lumbar Puncture to release as much fluid as possible. After the puncture I felt like the migraine was gone and everything was slowing feeling better, so hospital decided I could go home. one night at home and the next morning the migraine had come back but not as bad but we decided to go hospital just incase. Ended up being a migraine from having too much fluid taken out. After being stabbed 14 times to get a canula in my arms they finally got one in on the 15th try and being on IV fluids for 16 hours and staying in 2 long nights I was finally discharged and on bedrest from hospital. One night at home and once again I got my migraine back and my vision could not focus so mum decided to call my gp surgery as I refused to go all the way back to the hospital. For the next 2 weeks I am on full time strict bed rest and minimum movement and I have to drink 2L of fluid and 1 cup of coffee for caffine. For the next 2 weeks will be extremely boring.

I Am Now 16 Weeks and 3 Days Pregnant & Baby Is Size Of A Avocado <3

I shall keep you all updated and hope you are all safe and happy.

but for now I shall leave it here and love you all.

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heartlesschick7-blog · 7 years ago

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Half asleep driving thought

This is going to sound odd, but bear with me. I'm under-caffinated. As I'm driving to work in the mornings, I often get to see the sun rise, and as I drive home, I see it set. I'm always impressed with how quickly each of those happens, as when you think about the rest of the day, the sun is still moving through the sky it's much harder to notice the speed at which it moves through the sky. There's some kind of metaphor for life in all this, I am sure, like how it's hard to put a time to all of the middle stuff, between rising and falling. How that time is important, but we never notice it happening. But that's probably just lack of caffeine talking. Monsters are bogo this week, I believe I will caffinate.

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itsjaybullme · 6 years ago

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gethealthy18-blog · 6 years ago

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How To Get Rid of Acne: 10 Tips for Clear & Healthy Skin

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How To Get Rid of Acne: 10 Tips for Clear & Healthy Skin

Hi everyone, welcome back to my channel And in today's video I will be sharing with you guys 10 tips for clear skin They're basically 10 lifestyle changes that you could incorporate into your daily routine for a healthier skin complexion So, if you are interested, keep on watching Number 1 is hydration

So yes, drink lots of water There are many drinks out there Soda, juice, smoothies But instead of drinking something super sugary, I recommend just drinking water with a slice of lemon on it if you want some flavor But what about caffine? For the coffee lovers out there There are a lot of articles online saying that coffee is good for the skin But also bad for your skin And when I looked into it, caffeine can overwork your liver So your liver is working overtime And that can cause toxic build up which disrupts the health of your skin So there was that, but, I'm not saying cut it completely out of your routine Just kinda drink it in moderation And also, coffee is dehydrating which is the total opposite of point 1 which is hydration And if your skin is dehydrated, it is going to cause inflammation and it's not good for aging so, Definitely keep yourself hydrated And another drink that I wanted to quickly touch up on is alcohol And yes, alcohol is not good for your skin because it's super sugary And in Korea, my dermatologist did say that makkoli, which is rice wine, is okay But not too much of it, just a little bit at a time Tip number 2 has to do with food And it's basically to avoid salty foods Such as potato chips, kelp, seaweed, french fries And also avoid dairy, milk, cheese and any foods that have a lot of hormones Such as peanut butter and like shellfish I recommend that you do your reseach But yes, avoid those types of foods Number 3, when you're doing laundry, use fragrance-free detergent And also try to avoid using fabric softeners and sheets Because my dermatologist basically said that it creates a waxy residue which can clog up your pores So there are alternatives that you can use And, I remember when I was living in America My mom used tennis balls, and there are also anti-static clean balls that you can purchase online and like, in-stores so, Yeah, try to avoid doing that The 4th tip I have is something I have shared before on my channel And it is to keep your towel out of the bathroom because your bathroom has a lot of bacteria Think about it, the toilet is right there So, Keep your towel out of the bathroom and also try not to use a towel when drying your face Just pat it dry, and of course, it can be difficult sometimes because there are days when I feel too lazy to just pat it dry So basically what I do is I apply toner using a cotton pad And then I apply it and then layer the toner 2 or 3 more times So try to avoid using a towel and also keep the towel out of the bathroom Because if you are going to use the towel to dry your face, you definitely don't want bacteria on there The next tip is to change up your pillowcases often Think about it, your face is going to be laying on it for 5 to I don't know how many hours of sleep you get But if you are not sleeping, your pillowcase might collect a lot of dust and maybe even bacteria So change up your pillowcase as often as you can Don't pick on your acne This is a lot easier said than done Trust me, there are days when I can't even follow up with this And, if you really have to pick on it or pop the pimple on your own Don't use your fingertips because there is a lot of bacteria underneath your fingernail So avoid doing that If you do pick on it, I recommend that you use 2 q-tips instead of your fingers A great free way to treat you inflammation is by icing them because it's really going to cool that area down And basically, I get an ice cube, wrapped it around like, a cotton pad or a tissue And I just place it on pimples, pimples, and scars And I notice that it really calms it down And if you're too lazy to do that I recommend that you keep all your face masks in the fridge And you use sheetmasks cool The final tip that I have to not pick on my acne is by using a pimple patch This is from Cosrx, it's one of my favorites The hydrocolloids help treat the acne And I notice that instead of picking it If I the stick on, the next morning all of the gross gunk will be transferred onto the patch So I recommend that you give these a try Check ingredients I've done a video where I share the best ingredients that help treat and fade acne scars So if you haven't watched already, click up there to watch But I also shared in a very old video of mine Ingredients that you should avoid in your skincare products So, I'll make sure to type is all down below in the description box So that you can check all of the skincare products that you have to make sure those ingredients are not in there Because you definitely don't want pore clogging ingredients in your skincare And actually, don't just check your skin care but check your makeup as well as hair products such as shampoo and conditioner Wear sunscreen I say this all the time but I don't care because it's really important It not only helps prevent wrinkles but it's really going to protect your scars from getting darker So wear sunscreen I'm going to recommend my favourite ones in the description box if you're interested But yes, super important Wash up your makeup brushes Change up those puffs If you don't, you'll break out I notice that I was breaking out like right here and that's where I contour And it's because I wasn't washing the makeup brushes So, even if it is one of the most annoying things to do, It's definitely going to show a difference on your skin And finally, get enough rest This is actually the hardest thing for me to do Because I'm a morning and night person So on average, I get 4 to 5 hours of sleep a day And I thinks that's pretty good but my friends always freak out everytime I say that And I do notice that when I sleep like 6 to 8 hours Ok I never sleep up to 8 Like 6 to 7 hours a day for like a week My skin just looks so much healthier and well rested So, rest is super important And for me, this is something that I am working on, like every single day And this year I basically gave myself a rule to stop working at 11 pm Like by 11 pm, my laptop and computer needs to be turned off This is really hard for me because I like to do a lot of my editing at night But, giving myself this rule, I have started noticing that it kinda helps me like relax a lot quicker than before Because if I'm staring into the light It kinda distracts my sleeping schedule It really does so another tip is to turn on your nightshift mode On your phone And I think there is a program called flux for you laptop So definitely look into that I'm also trying my best to read more this year and that's been really helpful during the nightime Because it just relaxes me and I love reading So, yeah Read a book And finally, drink tea Chamomile and lavender tea are like, my favorites And in America, I notice that there are teas that says sleepy time on it So, if there are sleepy time teas nearby, definitely look into those Alright so that's it for the tips I hope you guys found this video helpful I notice it's been awhile since I've done a skincare related topic on my main channel And to be honest it's been really difficult because I don't really have my normal setup And my uh like, I don't know, I just feel more comfortable filming skincare routines in my personal bathroom As well as my room so Once I'm back in Korea, I can't wait to share like some of the new products that I have discovered I've been trying Sunday Riley, Drunk Elephant I just ordered like a few things from the ordinary And I just can't wait to share um like, some new skincare products that I have been testing out and my reviews on them When I filmed my video Amy for her channel We filmed the acne products that we are currently loving And I forgot how much I missed talking about skincare so, That's why I came up with this list today And yeah, I hope it was helpful Please give it a thumbs up if you enjoyed watching And I'll see you guys in my next one, bye!

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