#or at LEAST tinted lipbalm

[cheruv-ii]

Lipgloss Ben started as a joke but I don't think it's a joke anymore y'all,,, I am genuinely obsessed with the idea of him wearing lipgloss,,,

Look how pretty he is w a lil colour to his lips like,,,

[i-dont-know-nor-care-go-away]

Weirdly specific AOS headcannons

Lip balm edition

It's long af btw

Daisy is always losing them but usually just buys drug store chap stick. She likes to see what cool flavors she can get on missions. Jemma gifted her a really nice honey suckle bees wax one, and she keeps it in her room because she doesn't want to lose that one.

May has a single stick of chapstick, peppermint, and is the only one able to use one till the last bit without losing it. No one knows how she does it. It's gone through hell.

Jemma has the really expensive but eco-friendly beeswax kind, and she collects them religiously. She won't tell you how many she has but she know the exact number and has a little organizer and system.

Fitz has about 3 original burts bees scattered around his lab and room. He isn't allowed to touch Jemma' s collection anymore after he got too curious and a bit too drunk and took a bite out of one. Refuses to use Jemma's brand bc it's 'pretentious.'

Bobbi has one of those round eos ones because if it's too small she will lose it. She has one in each bag, and never goes anywhere without it. She despises mint lipbalms bc if she " wanted mint, there is toothpaste in the bathroom." There is a side eye from May when this is brought up. She also likes the Burt's Bees lip tints but she only uses them on special occasions. Somehow she lost her favorite lip balm....

Coulson uses the little tins of lip balm. He likes them because someone told him that's how captain America would have used lipbalm. May thinks it's adorable.

Elena likes to use lipstick but Jemma has convinced her to use the one Jemma picked out for her. She really likes the cinnamon scent. It makes her really happy because someone took the time to figure out what she likes.

Mack used to use either none or original drug store but the air in the shop is so damn dry. He had heard of Jemma's collection and asked for "whatever" because he didn't want to go out of base and buy one. She actually asked Elena about his cologne and what scents he likes. He got a really nice floral one, and he isn't ashamed he likes flowers. The tube looks very small in his hands though. Hunter made a jab at the flowers on the label and mack replied "At least I'm not crusty" Hunter decided to steal one of Bobbi's lip balms bc of this. He is "not crusty" anymore, according to him.

Hunter stole one of Bobbi's eos, and refuses to give it back or even admit it. He really likes the floral scent but he can't figure out which scent it is on his own. He can't ask because he once took the mickey out of Jemma's collection for being a " floral nightmare" in front of everyone. (She called him disheveled and said his skin was wrinkled and shrunken like a prune. She is very into skin care) He is now in too deep, as he discovered how mad Bobbi was that some "idiot must have stole (her) lipbalm, but who even steals a half used lip balm?"

Piper has a bad habit of chewing her lip, and just forgets to use lip balm. May told her to stop it because it was a really obvious tell. Jemma, being herself, gifts her a rapid repair extreme moisturizing one. Piper is extremely grateful. It also tastes bad which helped her break the habit.

Talbot thinks lip balm is for girls and sissies. He stated this when Coulson took out his tin of lip balm. Jemma did not like this. Jemma started on a rant about skin care and health. She took her lip ba to read the ingredients as Talbot called it a chemical scam from big pharma. The verbal sparring ended with Hunter walking in and saying "At least I'm not crusty" Talbot nearly threw the tube at him for that.

Ward uses his own ear wax.

[yoonzinhoe]

pretty u ; vernon x reader

DETAILS theme: kilig, confession, fluff....just so much fluff,,,, au: college students, upperclassman!vernon, sophomore!reader ___

"Let's go out tonight?"

You shot your roommate a 'really?' look. "In the middle of the week before the week of exams, really?"

"I seriously want you to say that sentence and hear yourself again," she retaliated, rolling her eyes. "You're always in here lately,” she groaned, “you need a life!"

You shook your head, turning your head back to you readings. Your roommate, Kim always had it easy, being smart and all, even if she crammed the night before the test she'd probably still end up on top, or she wouldn't, well, either top or second top.

Regardless, it'd be better not to lose 3rd place, so—

Clack.

Your thoughts where interrupted by a faint tap coming from your university dorm window.  Kim put her eyeliner pen down, sending a look over to the window and then to you, which you responded to with a shrug and a dismissive wave.

Her shoulders fell with a short sigh, walking towards the window. You noticed her eyes widen and a smile slowly form on her face as she tilted her head towards you as if she knew a secret.

"Dude, what?" You deadpanned.

Putting a hand on her mouth and the other on her hip, she replied teasingly, "Oh my God, you're gonna love this."

With yet another eyeroll you finally got off your desk, shutting your readings close and walking towards Kim. "Are you kidding me right now? I have like a paper due tomorrow and org work to finish and oh my God you're not even listeni—" you felt her fingertips on your chin as she groaned and forced your gaze out the window and down to the pavement, where a trio of upperclassmen in your department stood playfully gazing  back— two of them on bicycles and one without.

You recognized the one without a bike first— Lee Chan, a blockmate of yours. Chan was known to many as ‘Dino’ so as not to confuse him with another Lee Chan in your grade. He always seemed to be surrounded by upperclassmen (they’re friends maybe?) and you remembered feeling sorry for him most of the time because he was probably being bullied for lunch money or homework answers or some other ridiculous crap. He was nice and friendly, though.

Boo Seungkwan made circles around him, poking him in the ribs occasionally to piss him off. Seungkwan was popular for his event hosting skills. Oftentimes he was selected to conduct culminating activities, but he was more oftenly requested to sing.

When Seungkwan finally got out of the way you met eyes with Choi Hansol.

Vernon.

An upperclassman of yours who was often seen reading in the library either dead alone or with 12 other people messing around him. There was no in between.

Vernon was always kind to you— you knew each other from the Literature Club and the English Society Organization along with Hong Joshua. There were multiple occasions wherein Vernon would come to your dorm or approach you at lunch to notify you of what you missed during the meetings you'd skip due to org overload, and even more occasions where he'd just recommend a good book.

It was funny. Anyone who had ever talked to Vernon could always confirm that he wasn't a talker. He wasn't necessarily antisocial but he was just a little more quiet when he wasn't with his friends. However your encounters with Vernon were always different, though, and you could complain about how he could talk your ear off if he really wanted to.

If you didn’t enjoy his chatterbox self, at least.

He waved at you, gesturing for you to come downstairs, and you smiled.

Kim smiled, turning her head, quirking a brow, and scoffing teasingly, "Oh my God??"

"Shut up Kim," you retaliated, clipping your hair up and putting on your university hoodie. You grabbed some tinted sunscreen and lipbalm to apply on the way down.

"I'm in literal tears you like him so much," Kim cackled, racing you to the door to milk the moment.

"Shut up actually!" you yelled back, swiping your phone off the dining table of your dorm. You turned to Kim, "I'll be back in a bit,"

"Take your time," she chortled with a shrug and surrendering hands,.

As the door shut behind you you couldn't stop the smile building up on your face any longer, looking forward to maybe another book recommendation or something-- to be honest, you felt kind of happy to see him out of the blue. Running down the stairs, you spread a drop of the sunscreen on your face before lightly patting to lock it in, hurriedly smoothing the lipbalm over your lips. 

You made sure to quickly check your reflection in the mirrored glass surface before you opened up the door, only to be greeted by Vernon's sweet smile, he looked up shyly, "Hi."

"Hi, what's up?" you replied nonchalantly and totally not out of breath at all. You noticed Dino snicker behind him before Seungkwan pushed him away, hitting him with the palm of his hand ("Ah! Ah! Hyung what the hell?!" he'd yell, "We talked about this earlier?? Literally go! Go, go already!").

Vernon glanced at them and then you, gesturing to go somewhere. "Come with me to the playground?"

You smiled, eyebrows raised and a shiver down your spine, “In this cold? How do I know you aren’t going to kill me or something.”

"I think you know what I have to lose if I did that." He chuckled before swinging a leg over his bike, "Hop on," 

You looked away, embarrassed, before seating yourself behind him on his bike. "Hold onto me," he said, not even daring to look at you. You snaked your arms around his torso and you felt him tense up. "All good?"

"Yeah." You smiled, “let’s go.”

When you got to the park, you headed over to the swings-- the afternoon was cold and the sun was only setting, the golden rays feeling refreshing on your face. 'Maybe I should go out tonight, what's the harm?' you thought to yourself, the weather was so nice anyway. 

You noticed Vernon walking over to you with coffee milk in one hand and redbean bao in the other. Two of each. "What's this?" you tilted your head as he offered one pair to you.

He crouched down in front of you. "Kim told me you've been busy with school lately." he said, eyes meeting yours.

"Yeah, week before the week of exams, you know," you replied, taking a bite out of the bao. Still hot. You blew some of the air out your mouth to cool down, "Can't study too hard."

Vernon stood up, looking towards the sunlight. You watched his hair dance with the breeze-- his face painted with a golden yellow shimmer that made him mistakable for a painting. "Don't work too hard,” he said, crouching to meet your eyes as he halted your swinging.

Taken aback, you flinched. "What?" 

He looked down at you, and then away.

"You tend to overwork yourself often and you end up skipping meals. You should remember to look after yourself and take a break sometimes,"

"Is that what you're here for?" you laughed, "To remind me?"

The right edge of his lips curled slightly, “You just won’t let me be cute, huh?”

“Huh?”

"I have something to tell you," he sighed, cutting you off quickly. You could tell he was nervous.

"Yes?"

"I want to make sure you're safe and healthy. I want to remind you to take breaks and be there for you when you need help or anything at all. I want to treat you to breakfast, lunch, dinner, the movies," he paused to look up, like he was scared of the next few words, "I've never felt like this before-- so compelled to be close to someone like this." he maintained eye contact steadily, taking a breath.

"Don't take this the wrong way but I can't see anything but you," he held onto the tip of your chin, lifting it and causing you to look at him, "I just can't get enough,"

"I want to pick up all the pretty words and give them to you," he pulls you closer, "I promise myself every morning-- I promise I'll tell you what I've always wanted so say--", your eyes meet and he silently asks for permission. You grant it. "You're so pretty." he finishes and you feel him pull your chin towards his face before your lips are on his own.

[dani-dance]

Cosplay progress:

The cons are upcoming weekend! I am in panic and stress mode

• Started painting the leggings. This’ll be slowgoing because I have it wrapped around a plastic wrapped roll of bubblewrap my mom let me borrow. In one “painting session”, I can do maybe a quarter of a leg before I need to let it dry (otherwise to paint more I’d have to roll it over and my mother would not forgive me for getting paint on the placemats).

The roll is also not the same size as my thighs - but we’ll see how it goes. I’ve decided I’m less worried about having every spot perfectly painted pitch black on the leggings tho. So the paint will be less even, and lines a bit less sharp. Oh well.

• Ordered more paint just to be sure. Those leggings will need a lot. It’ll be delivered tomorrow, luckily.

• Hairsprayed the boas I will sew onto the jacket! The yellow and black one still sheds a bit, tho.

• Cut the jacket to mainly be sleeves attached by a strip of fabric. This’ll allow me to hopefully only have to cut a boa once (the lime green and black one, for the bottom half of the sleeves).

Since the boa’s string is braided, I’m honestly not comfy with cutting it at all, but I’ll have to in order to make it work. At least the boas are very long. I might actually have to cut it more if they’re too long in general. But we’ll see.

• Tried some makeup stuff. I have a blue tinted lipbalm and a sparkly blue-ish lipgloss. I tried layering them but due to them being sheer and my lip colour, it just made me look like I was hypothermic or bruised. So I’ll likely be doing only the lipbalm; it’ll help during the hot summer day too if I need to keep applying it (which I probably will, honestly)!

I don’t really do much other makeup in general, but I might look through my eyeshadow to see what works. I don’t really use eyeliner or anything so that won’t be happening. I can maybe use a coloured eye pencil/lip liner for the freckles though they wouldn’t be pink (because that wouldn’t work on my normal skin, it’d look like a skin condition). Honestly even eyeshadow is dubious since it’ll be a long day and I have sensory issues. Oh well, we’ll see!

- I’m ordering train tickets tonight! Took quite a while to figure it out since most of the people I’m going with are like, 16-17 and can buy a day card for 8 euros, while I am 19 and thus. Can’t. And adult train tickets are expensive. So we had to figure out who was participating in the group ticket so we’d have a discount. I attempted to get all 7 of us who are going on Saturday and traveling that day on it so we’d all pay only €14 euros, but no luck. A group ticket for 3 it is! Still way cheaper than buying a normal ticket though. (Seriously 50 euros for a to-and-from ticket to Utrecht is insane. Glad that with the group ticket it’ll only be 22)

- During all of this I’m also working on applying for a job for the first time. My CV is done I just need to make a good email. This is not cosplay related it just needed to be said.

[georgiapeach30513]

Dear Jen! How late everything going? Did your event go well yesterday?

I wanted to ask for your advice for someone who doesn’t where make up. I’d like to get a light makeup routine for day to day but I’m not sure where to start.

hope you’ve had a great weekend! ❤️😘

where to start, hmm. A lot will depend on what you think is the most important, or what is considered light makeup.

I think a good moisturizer is a start. My favorite that moisturizes and preps the skin is embryolisse - lait creme concentre. I think skin tints are great for daily wear. I love MAC Face and Body, and they have a new serum foundation that I haven't tried yet. But Maybelline and L'Oreal have great skin tints as well.

Concealer to me is a must. You could forget about the foundation/skin tint and just use that. It brightens the under eyes, plus evens things out.

A powder, some people don't like to set things, but I promise at least the under eyes should be. Pat McGrath has a great under eye powder that I'm never without, just ordered it at the Sephora VIB Sale.

You need to put color back into your face. Whether it's a blush, bronzer or both. Choose one. It's important.

I think a great highlighter is a must for me. Or even just something like the Charlotte Tilbury Hollywood Flawless Filter is something else I'm not without.

A good lip product. Doesn't matter if you love lipstick or just a lipbalm, it makes the lips look there and more plump.

[piqued-curiosity]

What would you say being GNC is? I saw your post about butch/femme and I do agree that many people treat it like some sort of gender role but for lesbians.

I've seen people talk about GNC lesbians but I haven't really seen people explain? Can you be GNC if you don't wear make-up and don't shave but do wear earrings and comfortable dresses?

Personally I only wear comfortable clothing and shoes. Whether those are hiking shoes or shoes with a small square heel, or trousers or a comfy dress. I don't wear foundation but I have tinted lipbalm and when I still used make-up I only ever used a bit of eyeshadow. I used to have very short hair but now it's long because I constantly had to go to the hairdresser, and it's less hassle to just let it grow for me.

Like, I understand wearing dresses and having long hair is considered gender conforming... but do you get what I mean? Can you only be GNC if you dress "masculine"?

I think it’s a very relative term that’s going to vary based on personal experience.

For example, a woman who grew up in a family and community that wasn’t so strict about gender roles, might not feel like she’s not conforming when she doesn’t wear makeup, doesn’t shave, and wears a suit. If she’s gone her whole life never being challenged for this, it makes sense that it would just be normal to her and she wouldn’t consider it GNC.

On the flip side, a woman who grew up in an environment that harshly enforced gender roles, might feel like she’s not conforming by doing even the smallest thing, like not wearing makeup, or wearing pants instead of a skirt, or cutting her hair. Because of her upbringing, any one action that rebels against what was enforced will feel like an act of non-conformity, and she might refer to herself as GNC because of that.

I also think it’s a hard thing to measure, because there’s so many individual things that can be considered GNC, and then mixed and matched. On the surface; not wearing makeup, not wearing “feminine” clothes, having short hair, etc. Below the surface: being assertive, being confident, not making yourself small for others, etc. So what do we do with that? Do we treat it like a DSM diagnosis and say “you need to be doing at least [X number] of these before calling yourself GNC”? Do we not do that, and call even the most gender-conforming woman GNC because she wore pants?

And yes, I absolutely get what you mean. Personally, I’m kind of like you where I conform in some areas, but don’t conform in others. I’m comfortable in tights and a t-shirt, which I consider very neutral, I can’t really call it “feminine” or GNC because it’s just what I’ve always been comfortable in, with no gender roles attached. I don’t shave, I don’t wear makeup. Everyone can agree those aspects of me are GNC (especially my mother who is not happy about it lol). I’m loud, confident, and I at least try to be assertive. That’s considered by most to be GNC. I’m working on other similar areas, like the habit of saying “sorry” too much or being the one to move out of the way for another. But I keep my hair very long (around butt length). So does that cancel everything out? Or is it just one area I’m conforming in?

So I guess I don’t really have an answer to what “GNC” is…because I don’t really think there’s one single way to be GNC. I think the line is drawn at the impact the non-conformity has. So to use the example of the hyper-feminine woman in pants again…she’s not GNC, because those pants have such a little impact when they’re being overshadowed by her conformity in all other areas. But an unshaven, barefaced woman in a dress and sneakers, I’d consider that GNC because the rejection of shaving, makeup, and impractical footwear overshadows the dress. And then bonus points for short hair, “masculine” personality traits, etc.

[kittybbinie]

What's is in Arka bag?!

Helloo, gusy! Welcome back to my channel! Kali ini gue bakal spill isi tas gue sebagai anak sport yang nggak cuma aktif olahraga, tapi juga tetep gaya dan ready 24/7. So, langsung aja kita bongkar isi tas gue. Let's gooo!

Oke yang pertama tuh gue wajib bawa

Baju Ganti + Handuk Kecil

Anak sport pasti keringetan dong, ya. Makanya gue selalu bawa baju ganti yang ringan dan nyaman. Plus, ada handuk kecil buat ngelap keringat biar tetep fresh.

Nah yang ga kalah wajib

Botol Minum

Gue selalu bawa tumbler isi air dingin. Kadang gue tambahin lemon atau mint buat bikin vibe-nya fancy. Kan biar semangat ngejalanin hari!

Energy Bar atau Snack Sehat

Olahraga tuh bikin lapar, guys. Jadi, gue selalu nyiapin energy bar atau snack sehat kayak kacang almond atau buah potong. Anti drama kelaperan, fokus sama goals!

Dompet

No wallet, no life! Gue bawa dompet kecil yang simple tapi muat semua, mulai dari uang tunai, kartu gym membership, sampai kartu buat beli smoothies di cafe favorit gue.

Lipbalm

Karena gue nggak mau kelihatan kusam setelah olahraga, lipbalm adalah life-saver gue! Biasanya gue pilih yang tinted lip balm, biar bibir tetep lembap sekaligus ada warna naturalnya.

HP dan Headphone

Last but not least, HP itu benda wajib buat semuanya: playlist olahraga, timer workout, sampai buat foto-foto aesthetic selesai olahraga. Kadang gue bawa headphone juga buat ngeboost semangat sambil dengerin beats favorit gue.

Parfum / Deodorant

Gue anaknya nggak bisa bau-bau yang nggak enak. Jadi, gue selalu ready sama deodoran dan parfum. Abis olahraga, langsung semprot, problem solved! Pede jalan-jalan abis itu, hehe.

So, itu dia isi tas gue sebagai anak sport yang nggak cuma aktif, tapi juga tetep stylish dan fresh. ^__^

[mylifeiskindacrazy]

them: team lipstick of lipgloss?

me: team i put on a lipliner/lipstick combo with gloss on top only to lick it off my lips in like 30 minutes and slap some (tinted) lipbalm on and hope it looks at least a little presentable

[shotorozu]

you like their lips

PART ONE (containing momo, kyouka, mina, and toga)

character(s): ochako uraraka, tsuyu asui

legend: [Y/N = YOUR NAME] female! reader because it’s pride month, quirk’s not mentioned

headcanon type: fluff, spicy if you squint (X READER)

note(s): happy pride month!! im late but its better late than never and sorry for disappearing 💀 i swear i was going to post part two sooner, but i was watching the owl house, and then i got hooked onto amphibia. now that i’m done with that, i can finally post this (almost a year later after part one was posted but we don’t talk about that) also i was gonna add miruko but i was like ahh fuck it i don’t wanna fuck up her characterization, she’ll be in the part three if there’s any 😭

»»————-　♡　————-««

uraraka ochako

i had a hard time when it came to deciding the exact visuals but one thing’s for sure— her lips are plump ™️

she’s second in the unofficial “most plumpest and juiciest lips” tier, and the only reason why she’s second place is because mina’s first 💀

her lips are naturally flush, but when i was thinking about her lips’ natural color, the first thing that came into my mind was princess peach— so they’re kind of naturally pink. it’s a mystery to the 1-A girls as to how and why

her cupid’s bow doesn’t have much definition to ochako’s dismay but her lips are plump (top lip’s slightly bigger), proportionate to her face, and still beautiful regardless 🤩 as for teeth i imagine her having a little bit of crookedness. nothing too noticeable, until you place her next to someone with the straightest set of teeth out there bakugou

her teeth were something she kind of wanted to fix with braces at some point in junior high, though i imagine her eventually getting braces during her time in ua but never got to because the alignment of her teeth aren’t exactly her top priority. plus her concern with the alignment of her teeth slowly faded away, the more the school year progressed. and anyway she’s still cute, there’s nothing to “fix” about her

her lips aren’t chapped 24/7, and it’s because she usually wears lip balm with a spf in it— but when they are chapped, she has a mini discussion in her head about whether or not she should apply some lip balm 💀

ochako’s lip balm collection is a good three in numbers. one has spf, one is a little more heavy duty for the days where her lips are particularly chapped, and the last one has a bit of a mild tint— the perfect collection for someone like ochako.

as for lip glosses and tints, it’s also a three in quantity. (one clear gloss, one water tint, and one lipbalm-lipstick product that’s in a shade that’s similar to her natural lip color.) she wishes she had more but 🧍‍♀️☹️ luckily, her collection grows by a bit and she gets the amount she wants because you, mina, and momo gift her some 🤩👍

moving aside, ochako’s observant— like the way she noticed how her old crushes were basically flocked with people of interest, and how she notices when there’s definitely something off with her friends. she just can’t put her finger on it. and it’s exactly like that when it came to your interest in her lips.

observant she is, but when she notices you staring at her lips— it flies over her head, at least until it happens for a second time, and then when the third time happens, then.. that’s when she questioning why. ochako comes to a conclusion pretty quickly, she just needs real confirmation, and is determined to get it. she’s just mortified at the idea of being really far from the truth

scenario

it was easy to miss it the first time. the second time? she did notice, but didn’t think much of it. however, when the third time happened, that’s when she started searching for possible answers— gathering a conclusion, and that’s when she made an assumption. an accurate one.

it was easy to miss it the first time. the second time? she did notice, but didn’t think much of it. however, when the third time happened, that’s when she started searching for possible answers— gathering a conclusion, and that’s when she made an assumption. an accurate one.

all she needs now is confirmation.

but how can she get that in the least imposing way possible? ochako thinks she isn’t one to really hesitate when it comes to asking questions, especially when it came to you, but in this case— it’d feel awfully awkward on her part if she was wrong. which is why she finds it hard for once.

and it feels especially hard to ask, with the way your gaze keeps fleeting to her lips ever so often. way too often, ochako doesn’t know how she hadn’t noticed before. (her eyes are mostly on you, after all.)

though, two things manage to push her into asking you about it. those things being a conversation with a trusted friend (tsuyu) and well.. your continuous eyeing of her lips.

“you have an idea that Y/N-chan likes something of yours.”

“yes!”

“so.. why the hesitation, ribbit? can’t you just ask her honestly?”

“well, i do! i keep trying on asking Y/N, but whenever i’m about to ask her about it, she keeps doing that.. thing again!”

“what thing?” you suddenly join the conversation, faster than ochako’s own realization.

“Y/N!” despite the suddenness of your appearance, ochako’s lips form into a smile— a twinge of nervousness runs through her, when your eyes follow the movement of her mouth. ochako realizes what’s about to happen.

her green haired friend luckily reads the room and before ochako could send a signal, she’s already walking off to go talk to the other 1-A girls in the vicinity.

ochako then turns to you, the question hanging on the tip of her tongue. (she’s distracted for a second— seeing how focused you look whenever you take a look at her lips.)

“so! Y/N,” she manages to get your focus up on the entirety of her face again, and not just her lips. “i have a question, and please answer honestly, okay? it’s about something that’s been on my mind lately!”

you blink, unsure of where the direction is going. “oh, sure. i can— i can do that.”

ochako’s smile seems to get brighter at that. she grabs at your hands, and gives it a squeeze. “alright, thank you! okay so just..”

she inhales, just eager to get it out, once and for all. “doyouhaveathingformylips?becauseican’thelpbutnoticeyoukeeptakingglances—”

“ocha—”

“unlessthere’slikeapieceofmochifromthelasttimeitookabiteoutofitthenpleasetellmebecauseiwannaknow—”

“ochako,”

“ifyou’reintomylipssoicanentertainitmoreoftensinceyou’remygirlfriend—”

“ochako!” you raise your voice, an airy laugh accompanying your tone.

“right! sorry.” ochako sheepishly apologizes. “long story short, i want to know if you have a thing for my lips because of how much you keep staring at them, which isn’t bad of course, but i’m just curious!”

your cheeks heat up at that, and you can the clamminess of your hands start to form. you hope she doesn’t take extreme notice. “…yes. your lips are quite pretty. i like everything about it. they’re so.. you. they also kinda remind me of princess peach and they’re so soft. wait, is that weird to say?”

she’s silent for a second. though that all changes in the next following moments— as she practically beams in delight at the confirmation.

“no! of course not!” her cheeks become rosier, and she squeezes your hand in joy. it’s a miracle that she somehow managed to not use her quirk on you by accident. “thank you for your honesty.”

“it’s really nothing.” you reply, just happy to be honest— after keeping a thing like that from her ever since the beginning of the relationship.

she’ll start wishing she had a bigger lip balm/lip care collection to satisfy your interest in her lips (even though you keep telling her that you like her lips regardless of what product she puts of them 💀)

either way, her collection does increase by a certain number ever since that revelation.

ochako did this anyway— regardless if you had an affixation on her lips or not, but she’ll tend to pepper your face and hands (your finger tips specifically) with pillowy kisses. they feel like heaven on earth 🤩

a little spicy, but she’ll use her knowledge in martial arts to her advantage to get a gentle hold of your wrists— only so she could plant a deep and meaningful kiss onto your lips. but she’ll then run away all embarrassed because she realized what she just did 😭 but its okay because you like it

in short— she was eager to get answers, but also thoughtful at the idea of being wrong, which is why she didn’t ask any sooner. but after finding out? she’ll gladly entertain your interest with enthusiasm because how could she not? you’re her girlfriend 🤩‼️ i love her lol

tsuyu asui

finding and deciding on visuals was a pain in my ass 😭 but it was all worth it because i finally found something fitting 💀

i debated on this (internally) for a bit— went back and forth between opposing ideas. but i came to the conclusion that tsuyu’s lips aren’t exactly “big” they have a bit of volume, yes— but they’re usually fixed into a thin, straight line that’s usually accompanied with her neutral default expression, a slight but genuine smile, or an “m” which is basically a tsuyu frown if that makes sense 😨

so big isn’t exactly the first adjective that comes into mind when it comes to describing tsuyu’s lips— but y’know what, that’s perfectly fine! and honestly? tsuyu doesn’t really know why she should care about it, so she’s content with her lips regardless of the size. (as she should tbh 😼)

her lip color is kind of on the paler side (which again, she’s fine with it) and her top lip is just slightly smaller than her bottom one. i imagine a few mean girls in her middle school commenting about it once, and tsuyu just being like 🧍‍♀️😐🤷‍♀️❓

her lips are pretty harmonious with her other features and nicely shaped so,,, 🤩 as she should, not giving a fuck

as for teeth— they’re not perfectly aligned but they’re not noticeably crooked, so tsuyu would say she’s content with them. she never really thought about getting braces before (unless she really needed them, which is different. she also has no qualms with getting braces or anything similar.)

her lips get chapped a lot during the colder seasons, so she has about one heavy duty lip balm 💀 it has spf— so to her, that’s pretty much it. no need to buy anything more apparently 😃👍‼️ outside of the colder seasons, she doesn’t use lipbalm because i can kinda imagine her just drinking water whenever she feels like her lips are chapped 😨😭

as for glosses or lip tints, she.. doesn’t have much of a collection 😭 i see her having two at most (pre Y/N’s lips affixation discovery) one from middle school because she got one as a gift, and one from all of the 1-A girls because they saw the “collection” and all collectively decided to give her one 💀

anyways— she pretty much had an idea since the very beginning. she definitely didn’t go through the suspicion and speculation stage, nope. tsuyu just.. knows 😟 it’s one of the many perks of being reserved.

she genuinely questions if you have any idea on how obvious you are with your staring 💀 because you are being super obvious, and of course— she’s going to be the one to tell you. she constantly does ever so gently. never tells you why she thinks you’re staring though, because regarding your affixation on her lips, she’s just waiting for you to admit it tbh. though she won’t exactly probe you for an answer

scenario

“you’re staring again.” your girlfriend’s bluntness suddenly reminds you of where you’ve been keeping your gaze at.

you gulp, realizing you were caught red handed— again, and you immediately bring your attention to the library’s ceiling. “so sorry!” you whisper shout, “i didn’t mean to, tsuyu—”

“tsu.”

“—tsu.” you quickly correct. your odd nervousness snapped you back into an old habit— yet your girlfriend didn’t seem to mind too much.

instead of commenting on it more, she gave you a long look, with softness at the edges. usually— you’d be pretty good at reading your girlfriend’s expressions, and you’d pat yourself on the back for being able to do so accurately, and quickly. quicker than anyone.

but now? she’s totally unreadable and you don’t know— you don’t know if you should worry or if you should say something— or heck, if you’re just overthinking, and tsuyu’s just pointing out your constant looks because of how naturally reserved and observant she is, she couldn’t just not point it out. that has to be the case, right?

wrong, actually.

tsuyu wets her lips as she flips a page in the book she’s reading, and all of a sudden— your eyes are attracted to her lips all over again. just like how bees are attracted to honey, and how ants are attracted to the smallest crumb of food or sugar.

“you’re staring, again.” she comments, quietly— and it’s an reminder of how she caught you again, and how awfully entranced you are with her lips.

your eyes go from her lips, to her eyes— and you’re almost startled at the fact that she’s already staring right back at you, like.. she was observing you this time.

“oh, i—”

“don’t worry, it’s cute.”

she probably knows, she definitely knows. your cheeks flush red at her words— even though there’s that slight idea of tsuyu teasing you.

or even worse, tsuyu’s actually silently judging you for your staring, for your interest— and she’s not saying anything because you’re dating her and she doesn’t want to hurt your feelings—

it’s insanity! you think to yourself. you make a mental note that you probably should practice some restraint. it’s rude to stare after all.

you’re about to apologize— and this time, try your very hardest in not staring and being seemingly distracted, maybe even hypnotized by your girlfriend’s lips, when tsuyu interrupts you with the closing of her book.

it’s loud enough to catch your attention, make you jump a little— but not loud enough to earn a scolding from any of the librarians.

and then, she’s scooting closer to you. there’s still a good allowance of space, but she’s close— and placing a hand on yours. the warmth of her hand on yours practically makes your hand tingle. (you hope it actually isn’t, and it’s just your imagination.) “Y/N-chan.”

“yes?”

“i think you should be honest with yourself.” tsuyu comments, quietly. her words are enough to cause whiplash— you think.

“what?”

“i know you have a thing for,” she gets her other hand, her unoccupied one, and points it at her lips. “these.”

so you’ve been caught, it was really only a matter of time. but still, the idea being said out loud is.. daunting, but it’s the truth— so there’s really no point in denying it.

“is that true?”

you nod, being momentarily speechless— from a bit of shock, you’ll assume. “yes.” you manage to voice out. “i.. like them, even if you don’t really focus on them a ton, they’re a part of you so.. of course i like them. a lot, though.”

“but i’ll try to not stare— wait no, i really won’t stare after this—”

yet all tsuyu does is shake her head, and she caresses the back of your hand with her thumb. it’s comforting— and a reminder that she’s physically that close to you.

“i meant what i said earlier. Y/N-chan, you’re so cute y’know?”

“you can stare and do anything you’d like with them, honestly.”

you sputter, at a lost for words.

but after processing things properly— you just find yourself being glad that it all turned out well.

afterwards, she starts researching on lip care more— heck, she’ll even ask one of the 1-A girls to help her look for a lip tint or two (this is a shocker to the other 1-A girls, so they all end up coming with her, instead of the one or two girls she was expecting 💀)

okay so i mentioned earlier that some mean, insensitive girls in middle school commented on her lips before and probably said something not so nice ☹️ i mentioned how tsuyu doesn’t gaf (🤩) but that doesn’t mean tsuyu isn’t kind of confused when she silently realizes you like her lips.

like you.. the love of her life, liking HER lips 🤔 the same lips that had people saying mean stuff about 😨❓

which brings up the topic of— showering her lips with compliments and praises, it practically erases any doubt 🤩😃👍

personally i don’t really see tsuyu to be someone that gives kisses a lot— but after this revelation, she starts giving you more kisses 😯 this kind of made you wonder if she was just doing that bc you liked her and her lips, and not because she wanted to— but she reassured you that she was doing it because she likes it

a little spicy, but she’s also the type to give you a really long, meaningful kiss— and then just walk away like nothing happened 😭❓ it has you flustered, but you wonder how she does it 💀

in short— she finds your interest cute, and she won’t really admit this part out loud, but your interest got her to appreciate the aesthetic of her lips a little bit more. so.. 🤩 it’s a win for you both.

[thekitschdiet]

my take on the literary masterpiece, the chic diet

Firstly, I am no one. It’s part of my charm. My fifteen minutes of fame was years ago, when I had an instagram niche meme page. I didn’t even take any brand deals! And my posts averaged six thousand likes! Anyhow. I am hardly literate and well hydrated and carry a small sephora-CVS-hybrid worth in my mini tote bag. Here is my guide on how to live like me, the intermediate kitsch-rat, aspiring influencer. But like, in an apathetic, somewhat dissonant, ironic way. I like saying I live by dogmatic principles. But a lot of it, um, is just eating disorder rituals. But that’s not really important. You’re as hot as you say you are, and as much an authority on what you write so long as you say it with, you know, conviction. It’s kind of venerable how fucking delusional I am, actually. Giving any sort of advice like I’m anywhere close to the ritzy ideal of the amphetamine-areyouami label-american. New York, ideally. West Village, preferably. But I guess the kind of guide I can write is better suited to someone living in a suburb, in a house with the twelve-paned windows. I always thought those were so chic. SO quaint, in a somewhat luxe way. Like, Connecticut vibes. My parents used to drive me up there as a child to buy books and ice cream. Nowadays I’d opt for a matcha latte with novelty ice cubes, but I guess at the time it was pretty sweet. 

Because I popped a Vyvanse at like, 10pm, this next little bit could go one of two ways. I will write the most articulate, brilliant piece of literature of my life. Magnum opus, if there was a skinnier word for it. Or, I will get wrapped up doing something like folding all my last-season knits (which is part of my look, okay! I don’t have a job!) and fixating on a paragraph on how a girl’s collarbones are almost as identifying as a fingerprint, or a signature. I’m not a graphologist, but if you write your A’s with the little tail on top (like on a computer), you’re probably a snake. Nothing personal, just an observation. Also, I do have a biology final to study for. Not that I’m super anal, or even particularly committed to academia, but even in my precariously manicured (read that as separate terms; I did a good job on my nail polish, okay? But I happen to also be teetering on the brink of an epiphany or a collapse. Hence the use of the word precarious.) state, I know it’s important enough I can let one of my countless side-quests sit idle for a couple more days. 

The first section seems only natural to be about hydration. And the whole idea of drinking things, really. There was a section in The Chic Diet about Adderall dry-mouth, which deeply resonated with me. Once I bit off a chunk of a Nivea Strawberry Shine (my favorite lip balm, more on that later) and swished it around my mouth. Didn’t help. Really, really didn’t. Anyway, I suppose that even if it served no purpose for combatting my prevacatingly ingenious cottonmouth solution, I was able to milk a sentence or two out of the experience. “Do it for the Vine”, all grown up! And wearing bananapapaya resin hoops too. Side note, that Etsy shop is a parasocial enemy of mine. It stems from jealousy, which sucks, but hating from inside a club I’m adjacent to is much healthier than being a hateful individual towards people I would, you know, interact with. Daily. Or something. I stopped going to therapy because I felt stupid about going and I don’t live in the right kind of town to warrant vacuous $300 hours. Bitching about my well-adjusted parents and how desperately I wished my anxiety would just “go away” was plainly gross, and a waste. Like, pretty sure almost every problem I have could be solved by a couple painful conversations taking place during a hurricane. Such a shame it doesn’t rain much here. Anyhow, I digress. 

Staying hydrated. It is essential to my character, my persona, if you will; to never be without either an elegant metal bottle (I’m loyal to the smooth enamelled S’well ones, printed to look like marble or a semi holographic solid) or a little 16oz tumbler with a metal straw. Hydroflasks were some of the worst things to happen to society. I want to preface this claim with the fact that I wanted one in the same way a teenage girl wants a new iPhone so she can keep up appearances with her dermatologist-dad friends who still have the XR, by the way. But I ended up spending the money on like, a minidress at Brandy Melville before it fled my city. Or maybe a Fresh Sugar tinted lipbalm. For the better, even though the dress has a busted zipper now and the lipbalm tube has inevitably gotten dinged and dented by the other contents of my mini-totebag. Unlike a car, though, a couple scuffs on your laptop or your luxury lipbalm tube looks kind of cool. Like, you’re not someone who values the pristine, unused quality of an item that was ambiguously intended to be used versus displayed on Instagram.  Now, I’m wondering why this paragraph about hydration is so fucking impossible to stay on track for. I literally drink several litres of water a day, and more tea on top of that. And sometimes an almond milk latte if I can budget it in. Not that I’m so anorexic I can’t afford a 45cal latte. They’re just not that important to me. Anyhow. Drinking lukewarm (on the cool side) water is better than ice-cold. Partially because I just get it out of the tap of my ensuite and I can’t be bothered to wait for it to run cold enough every time, and it just seems wasteful. Plus, there is something so.. skinny about drinking water at an “obscure” temperature. Trust me, I want to know why my thought process is like this too. My favorite tea is blueberry tea foraged in a side aisle at my local supermarket. I love a good commercial, high-end steep or fruit infusion as much as the next girl. Maybe more. My pantry is filled with tins labelled with things like “emerald jade organic” and “magic potion”, which is really just currants and butterfly pea flowers. But there is a necessary glamor about drinking dirt-cheap tea on the daily. Seriously, a box of 25 sachets is like, $3. At a higher point with my, um, Adderall problem, I spent like several times that on pills. I didn’t really need to include that, and could have linked the price point to the cost of a drugstore lipbalm, but I wrote it in. And I’m married to it, stubbornly, as all amateur writers should be when they wittle in a somewhat indecorous little joke. This tea is sooo good because it has a strong fruit-reminiscent taste (not as sweet as a fresh blueberry, but who wants that anyway?), it’s zero-calorie, it’s the most GORGEOUS color ever. The latte, the third drink in my little trifecta, is nothing special. But necessary. The trick is to use a milk frother to whip up sugar free syrup with instant coffee and a little bit of hot water in a glass. It’ll make the most luscious foam.. Top it off with almond milk. My dad is a coffee purist, owning both an upstairs keurig AND a downstairs one (among other more analogue methods, but I can’t name-drop, so what’s the point?), so he hates this drink. Now, calling oneself a plebian is so unglamorous and teetering on self-deprecating territory, dangerously close to insecurity. But I can use it here because I am at least posh enough to have a different pair of earrings for every outfit I could possibly come up with, and I only wear Patagonia if I am in a situation where I just have to wear fleece. Like I was saying. It’s such a simple drink, certainly not a delicacy, and… I had a joke about the word plebian but I keep getting up to refill my water and I fear I have forgotten about it. 

Next section; the importance of a good tinted balm

In the intro I alluded to how a girl’s collarbones function essentially as an identifier, the way a signature or fingerprint does. This is a lie, or at least an exaggeration. But one’s ultimate tinted lipbalm is  actually extremely indicative about who you are, as a person, as a member of society, even… 

If you are loyal to Dior Lipglow, I have a couple questions. One; did you shoplift one tube, once, and refill it with cheaper stuff afterwards? I did that. I consider it one of my better-kept secrets, but now you know. Might as well explain the catalyst for my parent’s first separation now, and the horrifying experience that was meeting my dad’s Manhattan sugar baby (?) at the age of thirteen, wearing an overalls dress from, like, Topshop or something else equally embarrassing. .. Kidding. I digress. It’s such a fancy lipbalm, and good too! It smells like thin mints! But I could just never justify cell phone monthly installation payment money on something I will inevitably talk off. I do own three, but two I stole (before I lost the nerve, somewhat unfortunately) and one, a boy(not)friend bought for me. This is not something I feel any remorse about, because his house was easily four thousand square feet and his sisters had a dedicated all-glass room for their shared peloton. Oil money. Ugh!

My personal favorite lip balm, and I have tried a frightening amount, has got to be the Nivea Fruit Shine collection. The frosted one is shit-ugly. Hideous. But the strawberry one is the love of my life. It’s such a pleasant red, looking healthy and rejuvenated and really completes any look. Only downside is it will always, hopefully not always, remind me of Charles. Kissing Charles, specifically. And him asking me what lipbalm it was, because he knew I was somewhat frivolous and definitive and would have a very long answer. But for whatever reason, I simply stated it was from “out of town”. Not really sure why I said that, but it plagues me (minorly) to this day. Of all the things to make up.. .. The peach one is a perfectly demure spring classic shade. Cherry exists too, but the only tube I have ever had the fortune of owning was purchased in Costa Rica and lost somewhere on the way home. Honestly tragic, it was the juiciest shade. Blackberry is perfect too, but I have to layer it with either peach or untinted lipbalm to avoid what I imagine TooPoor would choose if she believed in tinted lipbalm. I don’t mean this hatefully, I think she’s a queen, but super dark, smudgy makeup suits the eyes better in my opinion. Or something. Or something.

Afraid to bore the reader, I have to move on now. Maybe at a later date I will release an addendum on my ultimate lipbalm buying guide. But also, that is so deeply personal (and everyone needs the excuse of “hunting for the perfect staple shade!!”), so it is really not my place to have any authority on something so intimate and subjective. Etcetera. 

Moving on; Decorating your room

Here is a section I lifted out of my memoir document. It fits, because as enigmatic as I hope I am, I am also quite unchanging.

 I just pushed three hangers and two tiny strappy tops with the tags still on, off my bed. Most nights, all, these days, actually; I spend in my large but cluttered bedroom. I have a little ensuite with a jetted tub I’ve never used because I just never get around to it. There’s a plush grey rug, spanning the expanse of the room (covering an ugly cherry wood that doesn’t match the rest of the house; no clue why. I never asked, and the previous owners were eager to sell so they could finally ditch this town and retire in Montreal for the bagels, or Hawaii for the monk seals. Point is, I’ll never know) with loose beads and loose pills and little shards of glass from plier-crushed beads. I vacuum every day. The whole room tells you exactly the kind of person I am; the clutter I possess, the encapsulation of the projects I start, start, start and the hours I don’t sleep for and the clothes I tried on (these to sell, these to cut up with kitchen scissors; thrifted lululemon and aritzia and heaps of knits and plaid fabric..) I would not say the room is a mess. Lived in, maybe. Chopsticks and mugs and gum wrappers. Single dangle earrings. I just finished the last of my Creme Brulee eos lipbalm; disguised as a relic of 2015, I was gifted it Christmas of ‘20. I think my next waxy conquest will be a tinted Burt’s one I palmed a while back, before I lost the nerve. Peering around the room you will see shopping bags strewn about the mouth of my walk-in closet. Every surface has something shiny or colorful stacked up on it. Cluttered, busy, but intentional. Except for the walls, which are bare. Bare and gray and miles-tall when I lie flat on my back, high out of my mind, willing things to change but knowing I’m responsible for a first step I will always be too scared for. Bare, pristine, no gumtack. Empty, Like they’re waiting. I wait around a lot. It makes sense. That was an awful lot of words about my stupid blank walls when truly it does not bother me that much; I really just don’t get around to it. I have other things on the ground to tend to, like post-email nausea, addressing envelopes, marrying wire and bead.  Writing a document I care about because I am determined and I am alive, alive, alive, goddammit. 

Excerpt over. The memoir is coming out when I get famous, or something earth shattering happens. Like I become the world’s least remarkable entrepreneur, and I get retweeted by Colorpop. I don’t want to be the next Elizabeth Wurtzel. I read two of her memoirs one restless night, absorbing it to make up for the nutrients I didn’t that day (you can laugh. I think that is pretty clever), heart breaking a little bit. She writes about her struggles so intrinsically, you either get it, or you don’t. Anyway. She had the books and the fame from it, and she wrote more memoirs than I think a single person should. That is admirable. Aspirational, even. But I do not want to be like her. Where was I? Oh. Yes. Decorating/adorning/filling your room. Your room should serve as the kind of place to watch a movie (if you believe in film. I don’t) and put on ridiculous glittery eye makeup, or smoke an ~artistic cigarette~ or stay up all night on the phone, which is different from staying up all night simply on your phone. Chatting with someone you are tepidly in love with is much more exciting. Not chic as the whole affair is so juvenile, but fun regardless. It’s somewhere to keep your worldly possessions, too. I know I have a lot! Also, it is kind of thrilling to hide things in your room in little crevices only you know about. Now, unfortunately, everyone reading this will know too. But, like, I trust you not to really.. do anything about it. I keep my extra juul pods in the sliding box my apple pencil came in. That box is almost more useful than the pencil itself. I’m somewhat morally opposed to the iPad. Whole culture is so embarrassing! I have a tea tin with an ounce of golden teacher shrums in it. This is tossed in my closet among tins filled with other things, like lace trim and buttons. Which makes it actually a pretty terrible hiding spot, I see now… Anyhow. Keeping benign little secrets like that is so fun. You can tell I don’t have siblings. I sort of wish I did, but it is easier to believe there is something aristocratic about being an only child. Not sure if older-sister me would be egalitarian enough to share things. But that’s prophesying, which is kind of a waste of time. I live in the now, in a room positively cluttered with meaningless things that mean the world to me, chewing on my lip because my mouth is just so dry and 5gum is just not an after-8 indulgence. To live truly kitschly, you have to have somewhat hideous decor. Now, do not confuse dissonant, or incoherent, with what I mean by “hideous decor”. The kitsch room has as many surfaces to look at as possible, while also shying away from too many shelving units. Then you risk your room looking like a storage unit or something. When my mom renovated (re: paid someone to do it) our New York house so we could sell it, all our stuff was stacked up in a Cubesmart self storage. It was sort of horrifying, seeing my childhood home reduced to plastic storage tubs piled what felt like thirty feet high. Anyway. It’s just not an  inviting way to store things; I imagine it makes your room look like your stuff is all trapped in gelatin. The more fussy, tiny things you have out in the open, the better. Nail polish. Earring trees. Bowls full of rings and lighters and water color pans perched on your windowsill. A rack with the tackiest assortment of knits and bucket hats and baguette bags. And so forth.. Quickly surveying someone’s room is so telling. Bonus points if all your books are spine-in, except for your favorite ones, because you don’t want people to get the wrong idea. (that you read). 

[jensrolt]

tagged by finn!! tysm these were fun questions💛💫 @boysrunaway

appearance

I’m over 5’5” ((what is this in cm?? JWHSJAJS I-)) // I wear glasses // contacts // I have blonde hair // I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // I have one or more piercings // I have at least one tattoo // I have blue eyes // I have dyed or highlighted my hair ((temporarily and it was pink ombre ends)) // I have gotten plastic surgery // I have or had braces ((had)) // I sunburn easily // I have freckles // I paint my nails // I typically wear makeup ((very minimal, just tinted lipbalm and the occasional eyeliner)) // I don’t often smile ((WHOOPS I try though)) // I am pleased with how I look ((yeah sometimes)) // I prefer Nike to Adidas // I wear baseball hats backward

hobbies & talents

I play a sport // I can play an instrument // I am artistic // I know more than one language // I have won a trophy in some sort of competition ((I think I have but I cant remember)) // I can cook or bake without a recipe // I know how to swim ((🏊‍♀️ I hate doing freestyle)) // I enjoy writing // I can do origami // I prefer movies to TV shows // I can execute a perfect somersault // I enjoy singing // I could survive in the wild on my own // I have read a new book series this year ((I've started so many one-offs but haven't finished 👁👄👁)) // I enjoy spending time with friends ((depends)) // I travel during school or work breaks // I can do a handstand

relationship

I am in a relationship // I have been single for over a year // I have a crush // I have a best friend I have known for ten years // My parents are together // I have dated my best friend // I am adopted // My crush has confessed to me // I have a long-distance relationship // I am an only child ((I'm the eldest of three)) // I give advice to my friends ((hell yeah, lmaooo 😎)) // I have made online friends ((YESS I LOVE THEM ALL💕💕💕)) // I met up with someone I have met online ((ughh I wish, I wish I wasn't so far or at least i'm in the same timezone 😪😔 ))

aesthetic

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell // I have watched the sunrise ((I used to everyday when I was in highschool)) // I enjoy rainy days // I have slept under the stars // I meditate outside // The sound of chirping calms me // I enjoy the smell of the beach // I know what snow tastes like ((I WANNA KNOW SO BAD)) // I listen to music to fall asleep ((sometimes hehehe)) // I enjoy thunderstorms // I enjoy cloud watching // I have attended a bonfire // I pay close attention to colors // I find mystery in the ocean // I enjoy hiking on nature paths // Autumn is my favorite season

misc.

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // I am the mom friend ((irl yeah, idk about here though lmao)) // I live by a certain quote(s) // I like the smell of sharpies // I am involved in extracurricular activities // I enjoy Mexican food // I can drive a stick-shift ((😎✌💫 although I've forgotten how to but shhh I have a license for it)) // I believe in true love // I make up scenarios to fall asleep // I sing in the shower ((yeah sometimes)) // I wish I lived in a video game ((!!! harvest moon or stardew valley)) // I have a canopy above my bed // I am multiracial // I am a redhead // I own at least three dogs // I used to have a cat ((I have a cat, I used to have 4 more))

tagging if you'd like @norangensft @something-like-a-sunflower @bauwens @kirayukmuras @welcometo-saturn @anyatylorjoy and anyone reading this!! go go go 💕💕💕

[oldhauntsforgottenghosts]

Mega Project Pan 2019 Part 2

Tumblr wouldn’t let me upload everything at once, so here’s a round two!

Left to Right

104. Clinique lotion - Goal is to use out, it’s a sample size. 

105.Garnier Honey Shampoo - It works, but I have other shampoos I enjoy more. Goal is to use out. 

106. Milani coconut lip treatment - Goal is to see progress. I’ve had this for 3+ years.

107.Sally Hansen Set Sail - Goal is to use this out, I’ve got too many nailpolishes. Seems insane, but this polish dries fast BUT it seems to chip faster than the polishes that take forever to dry, so I usually have to do my nails 2x a week. That being said, the brush doesn’t always get down to the bottom of the bottle, so it’s basically only got a few uses in it.

108. Nyx Doll - Goal is to use more often.

109 Nyx Athens - No clue how much is left in here, but I want to see if I can use it out.

110.Jordana Matte Bare - Goal is just to use it more.

111.Nyx Matte lipstick - This is basically new, but I want to use it at least a little.

112-113. Clinique lipstick + mascara - The lipstick is almost done, so my goal is to use it out. The mascara is almost dried, so I’ll likely mark it complete when the lipstick is done.

114. LA Colors Sea Shells - There’s nothing wrong with this aside from it’s old. goal is to use more.

115.Nyx Arigato - Almost new, goal is to use a few times.

116. HoliPop cheek tint. - I bought this a few months ago and haven’t really used it aside from trying it out like once, so I want to use it a bit more. Goal is just to use.

117-118 LA Colors Nail Duet - Red + Glitter - These are mini polishes, so my goal is to use out the red one, and make significant progress on the white one.

119. Sally Hansen Re-Teal Therapy- Goal is just to see movement on it, since I’ve not worn it much recently.

120. Clinique Black Honey - This is SO old it’s not funny. I’ve had it in like 2? 3? Project pans before, and never do much with it. Goal for this one is to use it out.

121.Victoria’s Secret Lipstick - I actually enjoy the scent of this one, and the color isn’t half bad. I just want to use it more. No clue how full it is because the color is painted on the bottle...

122.Milani Naturally Chic - I’ve had this since highschool, and have only used it perhaps a handful of times. Goal is just to use.

123. LA Colors Lipstick - This one is basically new. Goal is to use.

124. Coca Cola Cherry lipbalm - Goal is to make progress on. I’ve had this since high school. 

125. Butterfly mascara - This is the second time I’ve bought this product, but my goal is just to use it more since I’ve neglected an open tube of mascara.

126. Tarte mini lipgloss - goal is to use out. I’m not a fan of the minty tingle this has, and I’ve managed to yoink out the stopper somehow, so it’s definitely going to be annoying to use.

127. Wet n Wild Stoplight red - This was my favorite lipstick in highschool. Which makes it like 6 years old. Goal is to make progress on. 

128.Nuance My Favorite - I love the color and texture of this, but the tube itself is a bit damaged. Goal is to use out.

129. Nivea Care + Color Lipbalm - I enjoy this when I need just a subtle tint of color, and it’s very nice to apply/wear. Goal is just to make progress.

130. Wet n Wild Cushion lipstick - Goal is just to use more often, since I don’t reach for this one much due to the funny applicator.

Left to Right, top to bottom.

131-138. Handaiyan Blue Ocean Palette - She Young, Cashmere, Honeymoon, Pumpkin Pie, Dusty Rose, Cocoa, vintage, and Unicorn Tears. The Blue eyeshadow here was damaged upon arrival, but otherwise, the palette is barely used. Goal is just to use these shadows a bit, especially when Autumn rolls around. 

139. Laura Geller Blush n Brighten in Berry - This has damaged packaging, so no lid. It’s been chilling in my Z-Palette for the most part. It’s also VERY used, although it doesn’t look it since it’s a baked product. BUT, it’s gone from being domed to being flat on top. Goal here is to hit ‘pan’ (or the ‘tile’ they bake it on).

140-147. Fashion Nova Eyeshadow Palette - Top to bottom, pans 1, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10. These are rather small, so goal is just to use these a few times. I’ll especially look forward to using it when September-October rolls around!

148-149. ELF vampire palette - right row, pans 2 +3 - Goal is just to wear off the top pattern on these...

Top to bottom, left to right.

150. Mally blush - Goal - wear off the top pattern.

151. Victoria’s Secret Lip Scrub - Goal - Make obvious progress on.

152. Jordana Classic Bronze - Goal - use

153-155. Cream Blush Palette - pans 1, 3, and 4, top to bottom. Goal is to make progress on. 

156. Urban Decay Primer Potion - goal is to use, I’ve had this forever.

157. Loreal Everlasting Rose - Goal is just to use and see progress on. 

158. LA Colors Stardust - Goal is to use, see some progress.

159. NYX French Fries - Goal is just to use.

160. Wet n Wild Eyebrow Pencil - Goal is to use out, as it’s almost done and the actual product is so soft it runs out super easily.

161. ELF liquid eyeliner - Goal is just to use more often.

162. LA Colors Red lipliner - Goal is to use out. 

I should note I managed to take pictures of the ELF Vampire Beauty book TWICE because I forgot to pick it up. LOL. 

163. Nailtek Nail Treatment - I’ve had this for 2+ years. Goal is to use out. 

164. Sinful Colors Nailpolish - Goal is to see progress on. 

165. Covergirl Peacock Mascara - Goal is to use.

166. Wet n Wild Lipgloss - Goal is to use. 

167. Kokie Rosewood - goal is to use more often.

168. Sleek Red liquid lipstick - goal is to use a few times, maybe see some movement.

169. Jordana Matte Lipstick - goal is to see some progress.

170. Burberry mini perfume - Goal is to use out - I’ve got too many tiny perfume samples!

171. Bareminerals Maverick - Goal is to use more often, maybe see some progress. 

172. Sally Hansen pink nailpolish - goal is to use out. 

173. Hemp Seed Lotion - Goal is to use out, it’s almost done, perhaps a few more uses in it.

174. Maybelline Fit Me - It’s mostly used up, goal is to finish it.

175. Ultra Repair cream - Goal is to use out.

176. Hask Hair treatment - Goal is to use out, it’s basically a single use vial.

177. Mini Purity cleanser - Goal is to use out, since it’s travel-sized.

178. Victoria’s Secret Heavenly Gel Perfume - Goal is to use out - I’m not a huge fan of the way this feels, and i’ve got other perfumes I love more. 

179. Kleancolor Nailpolish - Goal is to see Progress

180. NYX French Maid - Goal is to use more, I’ve no idea how much is left since the tube is so damaged.

181. ELF Pink lipstick - Goal is just to use more.

182. Wet n Wild Frosted lipstick - goal is to use a few times.

183. Celavi Lipstick - goal is to use a few times, maybe round off the top.

And again, this is as much as Tumblr will let me put into one single post, so there’s going to be a part three, and maybe part four coming up soon(ish)

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Different Kisses with Yoo Youngjae

Thanks so much for your request. As an avid B.A.P fan, I’m grateful for my third member to delve into kisses with! Let’s get started, shall we?

Kissing Youngjae is like being on a rollercoaster, the ups and downs will leave you breathless. (Yes this is cheesy, no I’m not taking it back XD)

First kiss:

Youngjae’s first kiss with you in his mind wasn’t when his lips first touched yours. You had been dating for a few weeks, and he had taken you to get bubble tea together. For some reason you were more bubbly that day (ha pun intended) and full of smiles and surprises. He was mostly just watching you with a small smile playing on his face until you reached over and took his drink, placing the straw up to your lips (that he had lazily been wondering how soft they would feel upon his) and drank from his drink. “Mm, it’s so sweet!” you exclaimed, and then thrust your own drink at him to try. Although it was juvenile, his mind was flashing with the words indirect kiss whilst he fumbled to put your straw in his mouth. He could taste your berry flavoured lipbalm on the straw first and he swallowed, unsettled by how many senses he was having over sharing a damn drink.

“Why are you blushing?” you asked, knitting your brows together at your boyfriend literally melting into his chair. He choked then on your drink, handing it back over and then downing most of his own before shooting out of his chair. You raced after him, grabbing him and pulling him into an alley way between shops and looked up at him with wide eyes. “Jae?”

“It’s nothing, I was just being foolish.”

“You thought it too huh?” you mentioned with a smile, moistening your lips a little and looked up at him. “How about having a real kiss next time huh?”

Looking at the tint of your balm on your lips, he smiled and pointed at you. “Make sure you’re wearing that.”

“What?”

“Lip balm,” he mentioned, smirking as it was your turn to finally blush. It wasn’t long until he noticed you applying more and his mouth found yours, in a very sweet and soft embrace. He didn’t kiss for long, but it was enough to get a good taste too.

Youngjae might seem like the self-assured type, but deep down he was just as shy as anyone can be in the start of new love.

Public kisses:

Youngjae is confusing out in public. On one hand he doesn’t like PDA much. It’s not that he doesn’t want to be all over you any time he’s with you, but he prefers to keep his personal things, well personal. He isn’t worried what people will think, it’s just a preference to be the only one who has eyes on you when he kisses you. He mostly holds your hand out in public, shooting you smiles and keeping everything light and fun. However there is a contradiction to this too. He gets little urges, and sometimes they’re impossible to ignore. Like when you wore that skirt and it made his heart thumped so fast every time his eyes swept over your bare legs. Or if you’re laughing so happily and he’s surprised that he managed to fall deeper in love with you then. It’s these little things that start his mind up, the desire to kiss you building until he steals one when you’re least expecting it. You could be mid sentence about the most platonic things like how you have to submit something to work/school the next day and his lips are suddenly on yours, briefly but with a little pressure behind them from the ultimate loss in control over his thoughts. And he’ll quickly try to cover it up, claiming it was a good luck charm to help you get through your issue, his pace fastening with the realisation that his lips had actually done that. Of course this is plenty of ammunition to tease him with, making it completely impossible for Youngjae to cope and warning you that he’ll have to make you pay for it when you’re back behind closed doors. Ooh, what a punishment!

Private kisses:

Your relationship is mostly a light and enjoyable one. This is reflected in how playful and easy your skinship is at home. When alone, Youngjae is affectionate, but he also expects it back too. You’re both very good at making the other feel like the most important human on this earth, laughing, touching and kissing with smiles all around. Because most of your time together isn’t serious (but it can be and we’ll get to that), a lot of kisses are quick little pecks, normally high in quantity over quality. Sometimes he’ll squish your cheeks up and laugh at how ugly you appear and as you whine, his lips find yours in a sweet way, making you not care that your cheeks hurt a little from the way he’s holding you. Of course, since returning the favour is so important to you, it’s now time to chase after him once he’s let you go, Youngjae’s laughter making him breathless as he tries to avoid your “ugly making hands”.

Youngjae loves coming home to you. It’s his favourite part of the day, leaving the stresses of his life at the front door and coming to find you in your home, reaching out to cup your face in his hands and kiss you in greeting before he hugs you for a solid five minutes. The only thing he hates is if you’re not home first and when you finally are, you find a pouting, displeased Youngjae on the couch who is so not ready to greet you with his lips. It doesn’t take long for you to convince him that the cure for the sour taste in his mouth is for you to kiss it away, but he might milk this for the rest of the night, pouting sporadically at you and saying the sour taste is back. Oh my god, this man-child.

And did I just mention hugs? Youngjae is a big cuddler. Any time he can wrap you up in his arms he’ll relish in, uncaring if it’s from the front or as a back hug, just as long as he can hold you for awhile. Expect lots of light, gentle kisses scattered all over you, especially if you have your shoulders/neck exposed. He’s addicted to breathing you in as he holds you.

Youngjae quite often stares at you. He cannot believe he got this lucky, and you could be wearing a face mask, be suffering from hayfever, or just completely bare faced and he’s still entranced by you. You’ll often ask him if you have something on your face and he’ll either turn it a little playful (he just cannot help winding you up) and pout sadly, saying you don’t have enough of him attached there and he needs to fix that, or simply smile and come to kiss you, whispering how you make him feel so lucky when his lips are off yours.

Two final things that you are most likely doing that he’ll kiss you over – if you lay your head in his lap or on his chest, he’ll reach to kiss you, either on the crown of your head or on your lips. And the other is wearing the clothes he purposely places around for you to put on. He’s so in love with seeing you in his oversized jumpers that it always makes you laugh considering you don’t get to wear them long. Both these final things have a very high probability to leading to making out, so well played you!

Making out:

Ninety percent of the time, making out stems from innocent play. It’s not something that either of you are sitting there thinking about, more so from those cliché moments where passion builds in an instant – or from the two suggestions up above. You’ll be playing with each other on the sofa and next minute you’re underneath him on the couch, both of you instantly aroused by the situation and wanting to play in a different way. His lips crash down on yours in a tidal wave, fast and strong as his hands roam your body and yours reach up to thread through his hair. He lives for this and generally moans when you softly tug at his hair, which deepens the embrace. He loves kissing your shoulders a lot and will even take your top off just so he can in a make out session, sucking on your collarbones and marking you with love bites in the process. Things do tend to slow down though, his waves of desire now lingering and breathy, his hands finding their way in between your legs, running over your thighs and teasing you as they move up higher. You are literally at his beck and call now, which is pretty frustrating for you because depending on the mood Youngjae’s in, he could leave you soon after teasing you with a few dips under your panties. It’s a bit of a kink of his to leave you begging for more, but the good thing is, you make out so often that he won’t make you wait too long without taking you to bed and ensuring you are more than satisfied. Why is it always so hot up in here when it’s the B.A.P members?!

Morning kisses:

Youngjae is unbelievably soft in the mornings. If he wakes up first he’s happy to just soak you in for awhile, smiling as he notices how peaceful you are in your slumber. When you’re awake there’s a lot of skinship, and gentle, soft kisses that don’t necessarily have a lot of movement to them but last longer than a peck. Forever brushing the hair away from your face so he can look into your eyes, your chin resting on his chest or shoulder as you gaze at him lovingly. There’s not a lot of talking in the morning, and no playful banter, just lots and lots of smiles, gentle touches and kisses. He also brushes his lips over your forehead before you bury into him, snuggling until the second alarm goes off.

If neither of you have schedules for the day, then don’t expect this mood to be dropped, staying in bed until you physically cannot hold out going to the bathroom, or need to eat. And generally its breakfast in bed, feeding each other and kissing in between. If you haven’t figured it out yet, Youngjae has a huge thing on taste, and it always seems like things are better tasted from your mouth. Guess that first kiss really did set this up as a habit, not that you’re ever going to complain.

Making up:

Fighting with Youngjae isn’t fun. We all know he’s sassy and can outwit literally anyone, you included. And so most of your fighting is normally just fake fights, for banter purposes. There have been some serious fights in the past though, and it’s really pointless to even start an argument with him as he won’t let up until he’s won. He can be vicious with his tongue; his passive aggressive mannerisms are rather hurtful to you too. After arguing, Youngjae needs time to reflect on how to approach it without treating you like he had and this can sometimes take days. Whilst you’re fretting that it’s going to be the absolute end, he’s trying to figure out the problem for himself, deciphering how to solve it, and make it up to you.

Surprisingly, whilst he’s the one to win in the heated fights, he’s also the first to try to make it up to you, kissing you softly and hesitantly, asking you if it’s okay to do so. By now you’re just so relieved he’s not leaving you that you grab a hold of him and deepen the kiss, crying gently over how thankful you are. It has a 50/50 chance of ending up in make up sex cue Daehyun crying over in his own Different Kisses here before you both sit down to talk out how to deal with the problem.

Embarrassed/distracting kisses:

Youngjae talks a big game but this leaves you with a lot of dirt on him that can easily embarrass him. Further, when he gets embarrassed, he likes to run away from it, literally or figuratively. You’re good at blocking him in at times, since you put up with an equal amount of embarrassment at the hands of Yoo Youngjae. He’s also a jokester who comes out with some really outlandish jokes, most of the time they make you laugh but some are so odd that you’re sitting there perplexed at whether he’s all there in the head or not. Whether embarrassed from something he’s done or he’s not done, or a poorly delivered joke, if denying it doesn’t work successfully, he’ll kiss you with demand, pressing himself into you so you forget all about it and see stars instead. Sometimes if you still remember after his first distraction, he’ll make sure to kiss you again, heck he’ll have sex with you if it means you’ll stop. Maybe this is your plan along, or maybe you just really need to both sweat it out, who really knows but it has a good affect over you both forgetting what led you into bed together, heh.

Bribing kisses:

If distracting you is Youngjae’s secret weapon, then bribing him is yours. Youngjae is stubborn. He won’t do things he doesn’t want to, no matter how good the reward may be afterwards. Except when it comes to you. If you promise him things he really loves doing with you cough we all know what cough, he’s more interested in hearing about what you need him to do. Especially if you follow it up with a couple of slow, deliberate kisses, lingering around his mouth and turning him on instantly. He’ll be out of his chair and pausing his video game to go do the dishes in a heartbeat.

K-drama kisses:

Like Daehyun, Youngjae will watch k-dramas with you. But he’s not really one to sit there quietly, instead he picks at the entire storyline, remarking at how unrealistic the whole thing is until you’re so frustrated with him you turn it off. He’s confused now because despite his constant commentary, he was actually enjoying it and pouts at you for ruining his fun. You’re annoyed though as you enjoy watching the alternate worlds depicted through your favourite actors, even if they’re not the most realistic. So after a bit of bantering over it, he’ll convince you to turn it back on, kissing at your neck and apologising, promising he’ll be quiet. If you’re foolish to fall for that, then it won’t be long till you’re whining at him to shut up again, using your lips to silence him so he’ll cease the incessant chatter. Youngjae always smirks after holding you a little longer in the kiss, telling you that if you wanted to kiss him and prove how a real kiss was done, why did it have to take until the end of the episode to do it. Gosh he’s so impossible at times! I think you need to learn your lesson and watch k-dramas alone, even if he secretly enjoys them; you’re not going to!

Competitive kisses:

This is an interesting one. We have the obvious competitive nature whenever you play video or board games together; Youngjae has a desire to win in life, at whatever he does, and even cheats to do so sometimes! So if you beat him in a game, he’ll be a sore loser until you kiss him all better.

But on a different level, he loves challenging you and himself too. Sometimes he’ll invent kissing games or missions as he likes to call them, seeing who can outdo the other. It’s a great game because not only are you fuelling his satisfaction levels with pushing him to keep trying new tactics, but you’re both getting to kiss each other some more, and who wouldn’t want to lock lips with Youngjae, even under the weirdest pretences of a game?!

Night kisses:

And finally, like Daehyun, Youngjae is a night talker. His deepest thoughts and confessions are always during pillow talk and kissing at night isn’t slow or gentle. Not that it’s hard and rough either, but it’s definitely more passionate than throughout the day. As if speaking his inner mind to you has made him desperate for you, to envelope you in his love. It’s here where you know just how much he loves you, even if he doesn’t utter those three magical words, you can feel them pouring out of him through his kisses and touches. That’s why night time is always your favourite time of the day, floating off into a beautiful dream where it’s only you and him, and all the love in the world you have for each other.

 Youngjae is the type of boyfriend who challenges you to show him in new ways every day how much you love him. He’s quirky and playful which still excites you after all this time together. And sure, his sassy behaviour can sometimes get irksome, but you’ve come to understand how to make your way through it, and even some tactics along the way to help you benefit from it. But most importantly, being with Youngjae keeps you feeling alive. There’s nothing better than staring into the eyes of the man you love and knowing he lives for you too.

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Other B.A.P members:  Yongguk // Himchan // Daehyun // Jongup

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nonono ur so true and right here are some of mine hehe:

- they r so linked mentally like so often they will just share a look and start giggling because they r both mentally making fun of something

- cora def pretends to be all huffy when lydia is high maintenance (like taking forever to get ready or being picky abt decorations or whatever) but also would fr travel to the ends of the earth to get her whatever she wants

- idk where this even came from but i think they like to cook together/for eachother and r always trying to one up the other like “oh cora learned how to make my favorite dish perfectly? i’m going to CREATE a recipe for her”

- cora does not rlly fw makeup but LOVES watching lydia do hers, like she just loves watching the way her hands move and how she scrunches up her face. also yknow that one picture of the girl like straddling another girl and doing her makeup? that.

OHHH YOURE GONNA MAKE ME CRY OHMIGHOD... where do i even beggin oh my ghod.

"they will just share a look and start giggling because they r both mentally making fun of something" MANNNNN..MANN <333 like the sudden and surprising friendship between cordia too i like to think abt it.. like how hostile cora was at firrst but then friendship blooms and they have SO much in common and godd

"but also would fr travel to the ends of the earth to get her whatever she wants" PLEASEEEEEEEEE cora literally traveling back to south america or something because lydia was craving a snack from some very specific family owned market. its canon literally..

the cooking for each other is so fucking cute oh my god im gonna die like they just want to provide for each other.. cora would literally practice every cuisine possible because lydia sent her an ig reel with the caption wow yum and cora's like im in love with you i want us both to eat well.

AND SOO TRUE MAKEUP <3 cora thinks putting on TINTED lipbalm is enough and lydia is like please at least let me do your brows. and eyelashes. and face. and blush. and l;ips. . for every makeup step of the way cora demands a kiss from lydia as reward

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(D) | #2 | Chapstick | Lin x Reader

A/N: Not requested but I JUST HAD TO WRITE THIS. I have kwento okay its just that my cousins came over for thanksgiving for the weekend and we were playing around. He had a consequence which was putting on tinted lipbalm but he was refusing so i tackled him down and we had a wrestling match then at some point we just headbutted and there was tis long awkward silence as we stared at one another and I NEEDED TO RESIST THE TEMPTATION OF LEANING IN CAUSE HE SMELLS SO NICE ok that was creepy and im ranting okay sorry its just that i have a hot cousin and its bothering me. Warnings: One teeny curse word - "I will give you everything. And I mean everything, (Y/N). Just please, don't put that thing on me," Lin begged. It was one of the first nights of the performance and as the Head Make-Up Artist, it was your duty to make everyone look their best. One of your employees was having a hard time dealing with Lin, so you took it upon yourself to deal with him. He was refusing to wear some plain lip balm to moisturized his ever chapped lips. "Lin," you said warningly, "You've been rejecting wearing chapstick the entire week, except for the opening night. Take a look at your damned lips! I could see at least five layers peeling off of it." "That's an exaggeration," he mumbled, sinking further in his seat. You grabbed a fistful of his suit and dragged him back up. "Easy, (Y/N). I'm not an animal," whined Lin. "Just wear some chapstick, Lin. It's not gonna hurt you," you coaxed, opening a tube of strawberry chapstick. He pouted, making you smirk. His lips were puckered out which made your job easier. You tackled him, his lips in particular, trying to place some chapstick on it but Lin dodged at the last moment. The chapstick glided on his cheeks, giving a shimmery swipe on the corner of his lips. You groaned in frustration as Lin whined and tried to wipe off the chapstick off him. "You're ruining your make-up now too," you growled. In the distance, you could hear Chris yelling 'Places!'. "We have no time for this, Lin." You crossed your arms. He continued pouting and copied your stance. As Lin continued pouting, you had a stupid but probably effective way to get some lip balm on his lips. You took out your own tube of chapstick, this one cherry flavored. Lin eyed it warily as you pretended to sigh heavily and applied it on your own, intentionally putting more than necessary. "Fine." You smacked your lips together. "Since you've had performances without chapstick, you can manage tonight too." Lin looked perplexed as he stood and headed out of his dressing room. "Okay, then." He straightened out his jacket and you helped him fix his collar. "Lin?" He looked up at you. "Yeah?" You crashed your lips to his immediately. Lin tensed at the sudden action but he returned the kiss with the same fervor you gave. You moved your lips around his, covering every rough surface with your own as it curved around into a smirk. Releasing his collar, which you've been gripping as you kissed him, you pulled away gently. Lin's eyes loked dazed as he bore into yours quizzically. "What was that for?" His smile betrayed his mock-angry voice. In response, you swiped off excessive chapstick at the corner of lips. "For that." You smiled mischievously. It took seconds for him to realize what you did. He touched a portion of his lips and felt the sticky texture of chapstick. "Very cunning of you, mí amor." He grinned. "Of course," you reply cheekily, "Now go and kill it out there." You usher him away but he grabbed your arm and pulled you close to him. "One more thing," he whispers, lowering his mouth to yours. He gently closes the gap between your mouths. Now the both of you tasted of cherry chapstick. "Hey, (Y/N)! Stop hogging your boyfriend to yourself! He still has a show to do!" You break off the kiss with an irritated huff. Lin's expression mirrors yours. "Now Pippa won't complain about your rough lips," you say before pushing him to Chris. "He's all yours, Chris. Go break a leg out there, guys!" The two men raised their hands in farewell and disappeared into the stage.

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April 3rd, 2019

"Hey, are your hands cold?"

It was only 3 days after last time we went together to a disastrous date, no thanks to my audit team. But we decided to go out again on public holiday because apparently I was told by my manager that I might be sent to Kalimantan for stock take this weekend (Surprise surprise! It was cancelled D-1, I loathe public accounting). So naturally, when I told you, you asked me out to watch Shazam together.

The night before, I was having terrible headache due to being overworked. By the time I got home at around 1 a.m., I had already developed high-fever. I remember when I got home, I immediately fell asleep on the sofa in my living room for like an hour, then I felt a little better but also felt itchy all over my body. So I prepared myself a hot bath, alone, at 2 a.m., while having nightmarish fever. I took a bath, drank paracetamol, and fell asleep again.

On the next day, the headache had gone, but the fever stayed. I didn't want to cancel because I wanted to see you so badly. So I pushed myself to eat some food and drank another paracetamol I kept in my room. I always keep some generic medicines in my room in case I get sick, because I don't want my parents to know I am sick, they'll just ask me stuff and kind of get mad at me. I don't need that kind of treatment.

While I was panicking because my fever didn't get better, my dumb ass tweeted the whole thing. I thought you never opened your Twitter, but boy I was wrong! But I'll get there in later post. So anyway I kept tweeting how I got so sick and didn't get better just mere HOURS before our date. All I knew was I couldn't meet you that weekend so I had to meet you today. In all panicking that I did, I decided to secretly get stronger paracetamol my mother kept in a medicine box and I took a little higher dose than needed. Then I took a nap for like 2 hours. When I woke up... the fever had gone! Like, truly all gone! Praise the people who create Sanmol!

I took a bath and prepared myself to meet you. I usually hate makeup, but I put a little tint on my cheeks and colored lipbalm on my lips so I didn't look pale. You picked me up in the evening on our usual spot. You greeted me with a big goofy smile. You know, even up until today, every time you give me a big smile, I still can't believe you are my boyfriend. (I just can imagine you say on this part "No, I am your husband!")

We decided to watch the movie at the mall near my house. Not long after we're on our way, you asked me, "you look pale, are you sick?". Did I even put the tint properly?! I guess I put too little. "No, I am totally fine" I answered. "Really? But you don't look fresh" you said. Then you just casually put your hand on my forehead. I was shocked so I didn't move at all! "Hmm you felt a little warmer than usual, are you having fever?" you asked again. "No, I am fine now" i answered. "You fine now? So previously you were sick?" you kept asking me. "No......" I answered hesitantly. "You could have told me if you're sick, you know. Are you really okay to go out?" you asked to make sure of me. "Yes, I am fine, I promise. It's just that I can't meet you this weekend, so I want to meet you today" I blurted my mind out. "Hey, that's fine, Awel. I'll be fine waiting for you" you said, calling me with a nickname you made for me.

We bought tickets and went directly to the studio because we were a little late. We got seats on the fourth line from the front, a little bad, but at least not straining my neck. The movie was funny, and we made little comments here and there. I put my hand on the armrest beside your seat. Intentionally? Perhaps. I felt like the time is right.

At one point in the middle of the movie, you leaned on to me and whispered, "Hey, are your hands cold?". "No, why? Are yours cold?" I whispered back. "Yeah, my hands are cold" you answered, rubbing your hands together. I noticed that you brought your jacket, but you didn't wear it. So I said innocently, "Well, just wear your jacket". Then you wore your jacket and we continued to watch the movie.

A couple seconds later it hit me: "GIRLLL MAYBE HE HINTED THAT HE WANTED TO HOLD YOUR HAND!" DAAAAAMN! I felt like a pure dumb donkey. And you already wore your jacket! You must have been warm by now. Ugh I loathed myself for missing your hint. The movie also went to the serious part so I couldn't make any comment as an excuse to talk to you. You know, I scored 139 points on my IQ test in high school, but why oh WHY WAS I SO DUMB AT CATCHING HINTS?

I continued to watch the movie when waiting for the next funny scene so I could make comment and try to save my dumb bumbo from being single for the rest of my life. When a funny scene finally happened, then it's my time to shine! I leaned over to you and whispered stuff about the funny scene, then you laughed. Happy with my progress, I continued to whisper, "Hey, are your hands still cold?". "Yeah, a little" you responded. "Really? Where?" I foolishly asked. Well of course the cold was in his hands! I reached out for your hands and you put them into my hands. Wow, you were really cold! Turned out that wasn't a hint at all. But I kept holding your hands... in an awkward position. Not long after we started holding hands, another funny scene came, so we laughed and focused on the movie, while we stucked holding hands like we were about to do a handshake. Awkward as hell! But if I pulled my hands back, then I'd lose my progress. Making this move really took all of my courage. So I kept holding your hands awkwardly for a couple minutes.

Then you adjusted your seating position along with the holding/shaking hands position. Then we finally holding hands properly! Yeay! I felt so happy. It's like those paracetamols I took were worth it (?). Our fingers were intertwined. My hands fit perfectly in yours, almost like it was meant to be. Towards the end of the movie, our hands were sweaty but none of us stopped holding hands. Disgusting, I know. But this was a happy disgust, so I allowed it.

The movie ended, but we were still holding hands. We both went to toilet after the movie ended. Then we continued to hold each other's hand. We had dinner, then you drove me home with one hand, because you still used your other hand to hold mine. You gave a big smile again when you were about to drop me off. It looked like it's hard for you to let go of my hand, but you did because I had to go home. I said thank you to you before you went home. I saw you drove away. After I was sure you couldn't see me, I jumped around and clapped my hands. Yeah, the hands you just held for so long. Because I was so happy. Two years later, holding you has always been making me feel at ease, even when I am unstable. I hope it will continue to feel like that forever.