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southern ianthe in lacy bra and buc-ee's sweatpants. Is this anything
#i am bringing a lot of energy to this 3 am. in a good way? well. who could know#my vision is. like greasy nasty hair from the heat. she is frizzing she is oily#but she has a backwards baseball cap on and importantly she is wearing the buc-ee's merchandise#she has bangles.she is wearing those chunky expensive bracelets#she is not wearing a shirt. only the lacy bra#and for shoes i am thinking those rich white woman sandals you know the ones#she has a huge purse and she has her leftover fried chicken in the box in there
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My moms cooking makes any other food taste bland
#rambles#like no joke what can this woman not make#she made lodeh for raya and i had it thrice#she makes the best mi kari with so many toppings#she makes a premium version of the typical kenduri nasi daging#she made extra sambal goreng sg for raya and it tasted exactly (prob even better) than neneks og recipe#even the most simple lauk will send you to heaven#funny how she can cook everything and anything but fried rice đ#and sheâs not that good at baking but its ok!#she made a way better version of the oily tasteless plain and unreasonably expensive aglio olio pasta just now and i had three rounds of it#IT WAS THATGOOD#LIKE IT WAS A PERFECT BALANCE OF OILY AND CREAMY BUT NOT THE CARBONARA KIND#she prepared my plate w more tomatoes bc i told her i wanted pasta w tomato sauce đđđđđđđđâ¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸#im just sad i had grab food for buka almost everyday so im very happy to have my mummys cooking#i love mi mummyđ˘#i love feeding into her delusions every time she goes âi think this will laku if i sell itâ#ok but she keeps refusing to make the raising canes chicken tenders IM SADDDD
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Okay so old timey people didnt shower every day and didn't wash their hair all the time but they were still clean. Like they were obsessed with the idea of bad smells causing disease. And like. They didnt have perfume showers and call it a day, like... They still cleaned themselves and were clean. So what am i getting at. Let me cook. Walk with me. What if being chronically ill and disabled didnt mean that your self care had to fall by the wayside and that you had to languish in being dirty etc. what if you employed historical self care techniques in order to be able to then do things like wash your hair or shower less frequently and still be clean. What if you could have it both ways.
#long story short i am going to start experimenting and shall report back with my results#im already trying historical ways of looking after the hair and i#currently#only have to wash my hair about once a week. like it only gets greasy then.#i want to be so real. like. im not putting up with a substandard of hygiene. if i am smelly or feel greasy or gross. that is not okay for me#but i think the only way that i can convince myself and other people that old timey people werent gross and nasty is by re-evaluating what#clean actually means. like. my first thing was mouth wash. for years i used mouth wash. but its actually worse for your health to use it#you have an oral microbiome for a reason!! and it is possible to not have bad breath without mouth wash. okay. so you can be clean#without this step that we're told is essential for hygiene. so what else is there? how else can we approach this#well. i currently have a skincare routine to meet certain goals. however. during my self neglect era. i didnt wash my face at all#but it was still clean. and it wasnt oily. and it wasnt dry or greasy. and i didnt really have breakouts. so what gives.#clearly just. using water to vaguely rinse my face was enough. i didnt need more than that. and i was clean and my skin was healthy#skin has a microbiome. skin oils adapt. if you wash with harsh soap... then you get oily to compensate. if you stop. youre fine#AND CLEAN!! LIKE MY FACE FELT CLEAN. not gross or nasty. clean. soft. supple. so what gives.#what things can i take away and end up with good results. what things can i add without things being damaging#how can this be applied to the rest of the body.#its experimental archeology time methinks
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SO. I got the Puppy Surprise from 2018, and managed to find a Kitty Surprise from 1992 still in really good shape with all her kittens. I still can't really explain what it is about them that enchants me so much but it's even stronger in person đ




I'm so in love with the face sculpts and all the little details on the older set. Even for a set of ostensibly all white cats, there's variation in all the paint patterns, eye shapes and colors, and all three of the kittens have distinct head sculpts. I also just think they have a very pleasing body shape with the back legs sort of tucked up under them.



On the other hand, I love the sheer audacity of the newer one... glitter nose, glitter eyeshadow, glitter fur, glitter babies... not to mention she's purple which is always a winner for me. The babies on the other hand..... a little janky LOL the heads aren't attached to the beanbag bodies with quite the same care as the kittens, and although they all also have different head sculpts, the differences are more subtle and they all have the exact same eyes which is a shame. But they're janky in a way I find amusing, especially the "runt" with its ludicrously small head, so it's all in good fun.
Anyway.... interracial lesbian couple and their six children from previous marriages

#rom speaks#plush#vintage toys#90s toys#I'd like to find a way to gently clean the mom cat... she's in good shape but kinda off-white and feels a bit oily#but I don't want to risk damaging the paint or making the stuffing pill :/#puppy surprise#kitty surprise#pet surprise
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she just got done kissing girls
#dmmd#mink dmmd#doodle that took way too long for what it is but anyways#hiiiiii sapphic dmmd fans come here pspsps i promise she doesnt bite#JOKES. obv#i wanted her to look a lil glossy but then my friend said she looks oily (in a good way) so im sticking to that#off topic i think big ears look good on most if not all character designs . we need more stick outy ears on characters
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OH and let me just take a moment to talk about the Dads hair in SAE. Like--gorgeous??? Love the variety in styles??? I know not all the dads are your original designs but like still, they all look so fantastic in your style. Benji's is so curly and fluffy, Ammon resembling Link's style is wonderful, Leon looks so professional, Linebeck looks so messy and oily like he doesn't have time to wash because he wouldn't and actual clean water and not salt water or monster water would be scarce, Rusl's just perfect because he's Rusl (btw the way you draw him without his headband is *chef's kiss* mwuah), and sweet, sweet Talon looks so normal next to all of them haha

Ah thank you so much!!!! đĽşđĽş it makes me so happy when theyâre distinct with each other! Thatâs a goal of mine artistically is to have characters look different enough from each other, especially face wise. Iâm still struggling with it but itâs getting better! I love the dadâs hair tho, and Iâm glad theyâre a lot of fun! I sometimes struggle with hair fr so Iâm very glad theyâre different!
#thanks so much!!!!#asks#noses are the best way to be unique with faces!#I love noses#sometimes#now I never tried to make Linebeckâs hair oily and greasy but he is very skrunkley <3#it wonât be as fluffy as the others since he simply canât clean it all the time#and Iâm glad Rusl looks good without his headband that was a FEAR bdksbsksbsk#his hair isnât that long in canon but I made it longer anyways UwU#with the noses. I know that Talon obviously has a round nose#but I also wanted Benji to have a round nose since Hyrule has that#and then Ruslâs nose is long but is a bit round at the end#which is⌠so hard to do⌠but I try#Leonâs was the same way but I changed it to be more straight#and Linebeck. oh Linebeck#I love he fr#Ammon just looks a lot like his son fhsksbsksbm
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Denji, Power, and Aki are like a hype house for ppl who donât know what hair conditioner is.
#Denji and Power have good reason but Aki⌠what are you doing#was joking with a friend that he mustâve sacrificed his hair moisture in a devil contract#silly scarecrow#the way his hair is drawn/animated is so funny like#when his hair is up: dry and stiff. could use as a broom.#when his hair is down: soft. LâOrĂŠal commercial.#Angel is the opposite: he uses conditioner but his hair is naturally oily so heâd be better off just using shampoo#(speaking from experience)#I donât know what Iâm doing thank you for asking#whatever it is Iâm sure itâs. important work. maybe.#my csm thoughts#csm#being silly#meposting#csm aki#csm denji#csm power#csm angel
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my new facial cleanser got here :]] 1. smells sooo nice its coconut vanilla (2 of my favorite scents) 2. my skin feels nice :]]
#idk wht all it will do Obviously i just did like a quick wash. its a moisturizing one#my skin is so weirddd bc i sweat So So So much but i also get rly dry skin. so im sweaty und yet dry. so i figured id tryyy a moisturizing#wash.. its also way nicer ive used a moisturizing one likee once or twice? but that felt and smelled and tasted (i wasnt tasting it on#purpose it judt happened) Like glue so im glad this ones nicer NDBRJFBF#worst case scenario i might pair it with the face cleanser i was using b4 that i ran out of ill get more of that mabye. bc that one was#specifically for clearing acne which is mainly what i need cleanser for it just Rly dried me out so i think pairing them (if this one#doesnt help with my acne) might be a good idea ^-^ since where my skin got so dry with that one and i didnt have a moisturizer i just got#More oily bc my skin was like aaaa we r so dry#so yas. im not going 2 become A skincare girlie or anything LOL i just miss having smooth skin i feel so cheated. my first puberty i had#like. basically no acne. occasionally id get like 1 pimple almost always rifht between my eyebrows and i hated it but it would go away#pretty quickly. and my skin was always soooo smooth and sooo soft#second puberty? brother my face is like a fucking Minefield. my cheeks bumpy my forehead bumpy my nose is covered in blackheads etc.#SO i am hoping this helps ^-^ thats why i have facewashing as one of my tasks naow ..
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Hm idk how âeffectiveâ
The rice cleanser but feels good for what it is at least
#personalice#interesting it says it also doubles as a makeup remover#tho o5her t$âa micellar water never needed t9âg9âoutta my way for remover#and usually donât double cleanse maybe itâs meant for oily skin#not that mines super dry but I guess in between it prolly leans more towards dry versus oily#tho breakouts /clogs aside itâd prolly be good to break a sweat#naturally and then wash it off or do
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it has taken. literally like 15 years. of on-and-off trying out different foundations. to find one that actually doesnât make my skin look worse. iâve spent so much fucking money on fancy expensive brands. and itâs the fucking maybelline skin tint one that works for me. cheap as chips. i hate it here.
#im not really a liquid foundation wearer itâs JUST for performance stuff and events where i know there will be lots of photographs#day to day i either bareface it or wear powder if im especially oily#but i have NEVER been happy with the way liquid foundation looked on me. but this shit is fucking gorgeous.#itâs SO light and sheer and soft like truly barely noticeable it just evens out the whole situation#sorry to sound like a fucking ad. but i cannot get over how soft the finish is itâs SO good.#because like!!! my skin still looks like skin!!!!!#nothing is flaking or drying out or seperating into a blobby patchy mess!!!!!#itâs literally just like if my skin wasnât trashed by chronic-acne
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ââĄâ§âË boat days with rafe are always prissy!readers favourite days.

you loved them because it felt like the one moment rafeâs mind wasnât elsewhere. usually he was a stressed, impatient man, but when heâd find the time to take the yacht out far and just park it there and soak in the sun with you, he was always happy.
rafe was doing his morning workout while you soaked in the sun that reflected from the water, a shirley temple in hand that rafe made you at the bar. peacefully content, your stomach rested on the longue chair as your back tanned, glowing from the tanning oil that rafe had applied for you while complaining about how oily it felt and how he was gonna have to wash his hands.
with a sigh when you realize your drink is empty, you call rafeâs name to get you another one â not in a bratty way, you just knew rafe was always glad to keep you content, so he would make you another, even if he did mutter âiâm not your fuckinâ servantâ every time.
he comes over, pausing his workout. âyeah, baby?â
âcan i have another drink?â you ask, turning over to lie on your back so you can face him.
âyeah, i got you,â he takes the empty glass and makes you another shirley temple, then brings it back to you. âneed anything else?â
âumm..â you try to think, biting on your inner cheek. âdunno if i really want tan lines, can you help me untie my bikini top?â
âthis isnât france, baby, canât sit outside with your tits out,â
âdo you see anyone around? weâre in the middle of the ocean,â you ask. âdidnât know you were such a prude, just wanna tan my chest,â
âmânot a prude. fine, sit up. câmon,â he relents, and you sit up.
his big hands fidget with the little bow on your triangle bikini, untying both knots. âthere you go,â he pats your shoulder. âgotta go back to working out, you good here for like, fifteen minutes? not bored?â
âiâm fine. thank you rafe,â you smile up at him, pecking his lips while heâs still crouched down.
he nods, giving you one last look with his pretty baby blues before turning to go to the back of the boat to finish his workout.
you spend a bit of time on your phone while youâre still sat up, taking photos of the water, and topless selfies to absolutely send to rafe next time heâs at the office, and take sips of your shirley temple. then you apply some tanning oil on your front and tan that side for a little while, putting in an earbud to listen to some lana del rey.
after a while, youâre overheatting, even with your drink. but thankfully, rafe is feeling the exact same way. he finishes his workout and comes back to you all sweaty.
âhey,â he breathes out, taking the earbud out of your ear and stealing a sip of your drink so he can get his breath back.
ârafe!â you whine, swiping your drink back.
âusually when people say hey, you say hi back,â he says sarcastically, teasing you. âanyway, câmon, weâre going swimming, iâm hot as fuck and youâre coming with me,â
you nod and he helps you up. he takes you to the edge of the boat. âweâre gonna jump, you good with that?â
ânervous,â you admit, staring off the yacht and into the blue water.
âyouâll be all good. iâll hold your hand,â he assures, grabbing your manicured hand. âon three,â
he counts down, squeezing your hand each time. when he gets to three, he jumps and pulls you with him.
the water feels cold and refreshing against your warm body. you canât help but think that your blowout is ruined from the water, but rafe will pay for another one if it upsets you. giggling, you resurface, looping your arms around rafeâs neck, topless chest pressed against his. âthat was fun!â
âyeah?â he canât help the little smile that appears at your happiness. âcâmon, letâs go again,â
with an eager nod, he helps you onto the ladder at the back of the boat, and you grab his hand when he walks you to the edge again. he counts down again, and you jump. it continues like that for 7 minutes until you get chilly.
rafe gets you a towel embroidered with his name (of course), and leaves you to warm up in the sun.
at the end of the day, youâve changed into a spare sundress kept below deck, because rafe is cooking dinner in the mini kitchen on the yacht. you watch him cook, drying your hair off with a towel, then recurling your eyelashes and putting your lipgloss back on that wiped away.
you sit down back outside, both of you eating your dinner as the sky turns into this gorgeous swirl of pink, orange, and yellow while the sun dips down.
with the golden hour highlighting every feature on your boyfriends face, the feeling of your wet hair soaking the back of the dress, and putting the most delicious food in your mouth, youâre absolutely sure youâll never get sick of this.
âi think the water is gonna tarnish my necklace,â you tell rafe gently as you help him wash the plates after. your hand subconsciously fiddles with said necklace, the one that has his initial on it. rafeâs very proud of that necklace.
âwell we canât have that, yeah?â rafe smiles, putting his hands on your waist. âweâll buy you a new one tomorrow, hm? real gold this time, no cheaping out,â
you smile and nod, and he kisses you in a way thatâs gonna screw you up forever. being with him is like paradise.
#๨ৠisa writes#so who caught the taylor lyric#sorry this is bad && not proofread#obx#outer banks#rafe cameron#rafe cameron x reader#obx x reader#rafe cameron obx#outerbanks rafe#rafe obx#rafe cameron prompt#rafe cameron outer banks#rafe outer banks#rafe x you#rafe fanfiction#rafe imagine#âËŕż rafe đđËâ#๨ৠprissy!reader
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Hi Jade ! I loove your sunshine!readers, could I request one for Carmy ? Maybe someone calls her to get to the restaurant when hes feeling anxious to calm him down idk if thats good lol love ya !
ty for requesting <3 fem, 1.4k
Is it The Beef or The Bear? In your head, despite the wishes of everyone who works there (except for Ebra, who seems to have mixed opinions), you always call it The Beef. But the sign brags otherwise, and when you push open the doors, nothing inside is left to remind you of the old restaurant. It was a total gut.Â
âHi, gorgeous,â says a familiar, warm voice.Â
You almost walk straight into her table, distracted looking for brown curls through the kitchen doorâs little window. âHey, Tina.â You grin at your second favourite chef. Your most favourite Sous. âYou taking a break?âÂ
She offers you a round butter cookie from a sleeve of them. Her cup of coffee billows with steam. âUh-huh.âÂ
âHiding from a meltdown?â you ask, taking a cookie, fingers oily with butter, sugar grains falling to the floor.Â
âItâs not like that,â she says.Â
Well, what is it like? you think.Â
Richieâs text wasnât exactly descriptive. Need ur help with the little Bitch, heâd said. Then, when you didnât answer, ASAP!!!!
You figured it mustâve been another rant. Heâs prone to these⌠episodes of anger where he doesnât realise heâs spinning out and hurting people who really care about him. You try to bring him out of it, but heâs a Berzatto. Theyâre all the same, sort of. Everything thatâs wrong with them has been stamped into them a long, long time ago.Â
Heâs been better since Nat steel armed him into AA, but still. You tilt your head to one side, sugar cookie between your fingers, listening for the goings on in the kitchen. âSydneyâs here?â you ask. âI thought she was sick.âÂ
âSydney gets sick, but she doesnât take sick days,â Tina says with a loving shrug.Â
You smile at her in brief goodbye for now and make your way to the kitchen, where you push in quietly. All their âBehind!â and âCorner!â and âHands!â makes you laugh, and you canât take it seriously so you donât, but youâre not trying to be dangerous in there either.Â
âHello?â you ask.Â
Sydney and Richie look up from a cramped notebook at the table nearest to the door. There are employees you're unsure of prepping vegetables along the wall, but Carmy isnât anywhere to be seen.Â
âFucking finally,â Richie says, before rubbing his face regretfully. âIâm sorry, itâs justâ I texted you an hour ago, babe, youâre letting me down.âÂ
You laugh. âSorry, babe,â you tease. âI have a job, just like you.â Your hands are cold where you tuck them under each armpit, crossing your arms. âHi, Sydney. You feeling okay?âÂ
âNo. Heâs stressing me out.âÂ
âWhich one?âÂ
âBoth of them.â She looks like she might rub her face too. âI need him to be in here right now, he should be doing this, but he keeps walking away andâ and not saying where heâs going.âÂ
âHe is stressful,â you agree, though usually Carmyâs stress tends to bounce right off of you, âIâm gonna find him and strap him down for you.âÂ
Sydney just frowns.Â
âIâll see whatâs up,â you say more seriously. âIn the office?âÂ
âOut the back,â Richie says. âSmoking like his mother. Heâs a fucking steam train lately.âÂ
Itâs like they want to worry you. You give them grateful nods, sorry nods, and start to make your way out of the main kitchen, past the dishwashers and the dessert station to one of the back doors. Carmy isnât your responsibility. You donât have to apologise for him, you donât have to mother him, he should commit to his responsibilities all on his own, but⌠itâs hard. You like apologising for him because his behaviour isnât always on purpose, and he struggles with commitment for similar reasons. Thereâs this aching, stagnated grief in him thatâs reawakening, thereâs the stress of the restaurant, his business, the scars of the last ten years, and before that. You know it isnât your job to come here and make him feel better, but isnât it? When you love someone, itâs half the deal.Â
Carmy shouldnât yell at his friends, or employees. He shouldnât chain smoke, and he shouldnât be sitting on the low wall by the dumpsters shaking so hard with his head so low that you can see the first notch of his spine in his shirt.Â
âCarmy?â you ask.Â
His head ducks further down. You can hear him breathing, not too hard as to alarm you, and yet unrelaxed.Â
You smile without thinking. You hate seeing him like this, but looking after him is a pleasure. âHey, Carmen. Can I sit with you?âÂ
He forces his face up. âWhat are you doing here?â he asks.Â
Trying to make sure he doesnât tear another chunk out of Richie. âItâs my lunch break.âÂ
You perch on the wall beside him and snap your nearly forgotten cookie into two pieces, one side bigger than the other, which you offer him.Â
Carmy takes it. Looks at it without expression, though that slowly turns to a dry ire youâve felt directed your way a hundred times. âWhat the fuck is this?âÂ
âCookie.âÂ
âI donât want this.âÂ
âCould you just eat it?â You put your own half in your mouth in its entirety, all aligned to your teeth. It shatters into sweet, soft crumbs between your teeth. You talk with a hand over your mouth, âItâs not gonna kill you.âÂ
Carmy looks at it for a long time before he eats it.Â
You watch him. Heâs more tan than youâd think, that Italian gene kicking in, skin clinging to whatever sunshine it finds. He spends enough time inside that youâre surprised it can muster the energy. He looks better with it though, his curls look gold toned under the sun, and his clenched jaw doesnât seem so harsh.Â
âWhatâs wrong?â you ask eventually. Almost conversationally.Â
âNothing.â His hand shakes on his thigh. He turns his palm down to clasp his knee.Â
âYou sure?âÂ
âNo.âÂ
âThat oneâs my favourite.âÂ
âWhat?âÂ
You poke toward a tattoo on his hand. Itâs a simple flower, same style as most of his tattoos. âI like it âcos itâs just a flower.âÂ
âMy least pretentious,â he guesses.Â
âSomething like that.âÂ
He tips his head back.Â
âRichie texted me. He thinks Iâm gonna⌠like, Iâm gonna calm you down, I guess.âÂ
âYou always do,â he says.Â
You give him a long, smiley look. âSo youâre in love with me?â you ask warmly, pushing up into a knee to wrap your arm behind him, hugging him before he can move away. âYouâre totally fucked for me, Berzatto, thatâs fucking crazy.âÂ
âFuck off,â he laughs.Â
You rub his arm, his skin hot in your hold. He touches your waist very, very lightly. âWhat am I supposed to do, anyway? I canât cook. You and Syd are on your own.âÂ
âYou already⌠already did enough.â He grabs your waist where you wobble on the brick wall, grit biting your knees, his hand comparatively soft.Â
âSuch a crush on me,â you tease in a whisper, his hair crushed under your cheek.Â
Youâre tempted to kiss his temple, but affection with Carmy is like oil and water sometimes. You give him a last protective squeeze and sit yourself down again.Â
âCarm,â you say, âyou know you can call me, right? Like, if you donât feel okay.âÂ
âYeah. Yeah, I know.âÂ
âOr text me. If thatâs easier. Itâs hard to say hard things out loud.âÂ
He laughs again. âSorry.âÂ
âI know, I donâtâ I donât seem like I know what youâre talking about, I get it, but I do understand. Nâ even if I didnât, I donât mind listening. Or laughing at you.âÂ
âWhatâs that about?âÂ
âThe laughing?â you ask. âYou tell me.âÂ
His hand slides behind your back in half a hug. âGuess itâs funny.âÂ
âCan I change my mind about the tattoo?âÂ
âThe flowers not your favourite?âÂ
âNo. You know which one I like best?âÂ
His thumb rubs into your back. âThe snail.âÂ
âAbsolutely the snail. Youâre so fucking silly sometimes, Iâm supposed to take you seriously when youâre yelling and red in the face with a snail on your arm?âÂ
You canât see his face with your cheek to his shoulder, wonât know that heâs smiling at you with a rare aura of peace. Canât see the wanting, either.Â
#carmy berzatto x reader#carmy berzatto x you#carmy berzatto x y/n#carmy berzatto#carmy berzatto fic#carmy berzatto blurb#carmy berzatto drabble#carmy berzatto imagine#carmy berzatto fanfic#carmy berzatto fanfiction#carmy x reader#carmy#carmy x you#carmy blurb#carmy drabble#carmen berzatto x reader#carmen berzatto x you#carmen berzatto x y/n#carmen berzatto#carmen berzatto fic#carmen berzatto blurb#carmen berzatto drabble#carmen berzatto imagine#carmen berzatto fanfic#carmen berzatto fanfiction#the bear#the bear fanfiction#the bear fic
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A story where the main threat to the world is Goop That Makes You Evil. There's a big bad main villain who got drenched in it and is evil now and wants to spread the goop everywhere, because nobody else should have nice things if they couldn't. Every single character treats touching the goop as a fate as good as death, because surely you might as well be dead if who you used to be as a person is completely gone.
In the final dramatic end battle, the protagonist gets dropped in the goop. This whole time you'll be waiting for them to be somehow heroically rescued at the very last second, or miraculously saved by some buckwild Deus Ex Machina bullshit twist, but nope, into the goop they go. Submerged entirely and without a doubt that they're all the way in there.
And once everyone has managed to process this horrifying event, and the villain is just about to start gloating, the protagonist crawls out of the goop, shaking off smoke tendrils, spitting out something black and oily green, coughing up a few flames of purple fire, looking positively Fucked Up and villainous. And pauses to reflect that they're still the same person.
Like sure they're irrevocably changed in some ways, and there are parts of the person they used to be that they're never going to get back, but ultimately they're not some different person now. And then it clicks. The goop that makes you evil didn't turn the villain evil. This whole time, it's only been their excuse for being so cruel, sadistic and petty, while having the audacity to act like they had no choice. The protagonist muses that sure, making the right choices feels a bit harder now, but it's still a choice.
And in that moment both the hero and the villain realise the same things. The goop didn't turn the villain evil, and the protagonist isn't evil now that they were also immersed in the goop. They are, however, within punching distance of the villain and very, very angry.
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ultimate IT girl guide
a guide to looking effortlessly perfect
"Youâve got the false narrative of a girl who spends 30 seconds on her appearance, when, in fact, you probably spent hours.â
1. basic hygiene:
having clean teeth and good breath
smelling good 24/7. i highly recommend finding a signature scent as a scent is associated with memory, id suggest something sweet yet not too overpowering like vanilla.
being clean in general. regularly shaving and exfoliating your skin to get rid of bodily hair and dirt that accumulates on your skin to make your skin glow.
clean nails. having clean and maintained nails (with a simple design if you wish) looks better than having acrylics that are wayyy too long and appear tacky.
2. hair :
having smooth healthy hair looks much better than dry and damaged hair. take care of your hair by finding the best products for your natural hair. get rid of your split ends as they make the hair appear really damaged.
in my opinion, loose waves look the most effortless yet pretty. but donât ruin your natural hair by applying too much heat! you can try heatless styling methods to achieve this look.
3. diet and exercise :
being toned is the way to go to fit this aesthetic
avoid oily foods or sugary foods that damage your skin. donât completely get rid of these as we all have our cravings, but try your best to avoid it
find a workout plan that works best for you, keeps you healthy but doesnât burn you out! moreover exercise releases endorphins that improve your mood.
4. makeup and skin care :
natural makeup on clear skin fits this effortless aesthetic perfectly!
take care of your skin by finding a routine that fits you the best, consult with a dermatologist for the best results.
having smooth, blended makeup creates an illusion that you arenât wearing any at all! this appears much effortless than a full face. also try to avoid those really huge false lashes that make you look tacky.
maintain your eyebrows and find a shape that fits you best!
5. outfits :
having a signature style which suits your body type is essential. experiment until you can find what suits you best! you can use a body analysis app for this.
wearing outfits youâre confident in, hot but not too revealing goes a long way. confidence is key. wearing overly revealing clothing might seem like one is trying too hard, but if you can carry it with confidence then thatâs great!
jewellery : having dainty, signature pieces is key! find out which suits you better (gold or silver) through an ai analysis and invest in timeless pieces. personally, i think minimalistic pieces such as solitaires, simple pendants, classic hoops etc. look much more effortless.
6. personality :
donât be too judgemental towards anyone as you donât know what theyâre going through and this makes you seem unapproachable
donât talk too much or overshare! this creates a mysterious aura which draws people to you more
confidence is key! posture is very important too, carry yourself with confidence and walk with your head held up high.
7. examples and references :
serena van der woodsen (gossip girl)
mia thermopolis (the princess diaries)
cher (clueless)
elle woods (legally blonde)
rory gilmore (gilmore girls)
robin scherbatsky (how i met your mother)
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Am I the asshole for getting my best friend killed?
I swear to God, it was an accident.
My (27) BF (34) has a reputation for getting himself out of any jam you can imagine; and at first it was just a fun little thing the friend group noticed: there goes Oily J wiggling his way out of trouble again. but as the meme evolved in the group, it got to the point where we'd loykey started getting him into situations just to see how he'd get out of 'em, and he akept getting out of em. He was having fun with it too same as us. "Oh you guys," he'd say, "getting me into situations again," before laughing it off and getting out of it, so it was enrichment for our shared enclosures, and as time went on, the situations got more intense.
The trouble is, it turns out that putting a man in too many situations eventually gets the police interested. And not local hobsknockers cops either; they was like, proper three-letter FEDs. They put out a bounty on any information pertaining to his capture and everything. It was good money too so I thought, hey why don't I put J in another situation he can wiggle out of like always (and he'd wiggled outta worse before, so I thought this one'd be relatively mild), and at the next boardgame night (cause it was too late to do anything special for this one) we can buy some extra strong booze and get absolutely blitzed while having a giggle about the situation.
Boardgame night, and we were playing some social deduction nonsense or another and he says: "One of you is gonna betray me tonight." and I can't help but think, looking back on it, that he knew. It's stupid, I know he was talking about the game, but the way he said it, it was like he knew. We all felt it, and we had a big round robin round the table taking turns promising that we'd never betray him. And I said it so easily cause I thought it was true. Sure, I was gonna talk to the feds about a bounty; but, I fully expected my big beautiful oily boy to wiggle his way out of the trouble I was 'bout to cause, and that's not a betrayal. I wasn't lying. I didn't think I was lying.
My big beautiful oily boy didn't manage to wiggle his way out of it. They killed him and I got my blood money. He's gone.
He's gone and I'm devastated, crying, mourning. I loved him so much. We all did. And I can't stop thinking that it's my fault: that I'm the reason he's gone. and it is. and the guilt is eating me up inside. and I just need to talk to someone about it. So, I tell the rest of the group what happened in the group chat, hoping they'd understand that I didn't want this. I didn't want the government's blood money. It was supposed the be a prank. some joint enclosure enrichment. He was supposed to wiggle out of it like he always does... did, i mean.
They call me, among worse things, the asshole and kick me from the group chat. And, I know it's my fault he's dead: I know that. If I didn't do what I did, he wouldn't be dead right now. But, I didn't mean it for it to end up this way. He was supposed to be okay, damn it. I loved him. AITA?
What are these acronyms?
#aita#am i the asshole#fandom aita#unreality#i never know how to tag the bible ones#also i don't think this is explicitly jesus christ superstar but for some reason it put me in mind of it#so that's where the extra option is from idk#specifically in my head is one particular production of it that a friend showed me when we were like. 17#anyway i'm in love with how this one plays with modern language#good enough to post on purpose
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prev post cancelled vyre/moash thinks of kal as such a divine figure itâs going to kill me
#the reverence with which he thinks of killing kal.... insanity. i will NEVER get over when characters like#see their friends as a divine figure but specifically as the christ figure but then also specifically as the oily josh / jesusofnazareth#figure which like. the difference btwn J. of N. and JC is that the former is human and the latter is symbolic#and the trend of seeing one's bezzie as the latter while having known them as the former. KILLS ME#im not making sense idk how to even talk abt this ever but its so so so good#it has something very like. soulmateism to it. like for as much as moash made some awful mistakes#he truly did make them because he thought kaladin understood him and vice versa and that this was the way to set both of them free#and bring them peace for their heartaches#GOD its the . trauma response hero worship saviour intent of it all#recently read
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