cult favourite


FAQ: Gentle cleansers I reccomend for every skin type.

First of all, let’s break down the notion that if your skin feels “squeeky clean” after cleansing it means it’s done a good job. Thats extremely false, if your cleanser makes your skin feel tight, shiny and dry as hell it’s damaging your moisture barrier and dehydrating your skin. This is why you should always use a gentle cleanser with mild surfectants.

Second of all, cleansing IS the most damaging part of your routine. It takes off all the oils and damages the lipid barrier of your skin. This is also why you should use a gentle cleanser and only cleanse with the soap at night. It’s also why your skin may look red and “worse than before” after you cleanse in the morning, it’s from irritation caused by removing the moisture and disrupting the lipid barrier.

A gentle cleanser is also definitely reccomended for acne prone, oily skin. If youre acne prone you DO NOT want to be harsh to your skin!!! Thats the most damaging myth to acne prone folks. You should especially then be gentle to your skin as more irritation WILL cause you more acne. (Nodular) acne is also often caused by a wrong cleanser, one with soudium lauryl sulfate, which you should avoid at all cost.

There ofourse are great cleasers that aren’t on this list. I tried to only metion the most accessible ones that will fit most budgets.

Avène extremely gentle cleanser lotion: definitely a great choice for those with dry sensitive skin. Will also take off your makeup well. It does contain some potential acne triggers, cetearyl alcohol and coco-glucoside. Not everyone who’s acne prone is also prone to this (in fact, a lot of people aren’t), but its worth mentioning before you make a mistake.

La Roche Posay hydrating gentle cleanser: contains beneficial ingredients; a ceramide, niacinamide and panthenol. Wont strip your skin of moisture and contains glycerin as the second ingredient, which will rather attract water to your skin.

Garnier micellar water: Has been approved by many people with acne prone skin. It’s a very gentle cleanser that will also remove your makeup and wont dry you out at all.

CeraVe hydrating cleanser: An absolute cult favourite. Known for the beneficial ingredient list and the right Ph to be used on the skin. Might break you out if youre acne prone and sensitive.
ingredients: Water, Glycerin, Behentrimonium Methosulfate/Cetearyl Alcohol, Ceramide 3, Ceramide 6-11, Ceramide 1, Hyaluronic Acid, Cholesterol, Polyoxyl 40 Stearate, Glyceryl Monostearate, Stearyl Alcohol, Polysorbate 20, Potassium Phosphate, Dipotassium Phosphate, Sodium Lauroyl Lactylate, Cetyl Alcohol, Disodium EDTA, Phytosphingosine, Methylparaben, Propylparaben, Carbomer, Xanthan Gum

Netrogena ultra gentle hydrating cleanser: Great for dry skin as well because it only contains a very weak surfectant. Will remove your makeup well. Might break you out: cetearyl alcohol.
ingredients: Water, Glycerin, Cetearyl Alcohol, Polyglyceryl-10 Laurate, Ethlhexylglycerin, Cetearyl Glucoside, Caprylyl Glycol, Carbomer, Sodium Hydroxide, Phenoxyethanol

Sylveco Chamomile sensitive facial wash gel: The one im currently using and the only one that doesnt break my ultra acne prone ass out. Contains salicylic acid, which mildly exfoliates and removes whiteheads and sebum plugs while cleansing. Very minimal ingredient list and also probably the cheapest one on here ($5, 18zł)
Ingredients: Aqua, Glycerin, Lauryl Glucoside, Salicylic acid, Panthenol, Sodium bicarbonate, Sodium benzoate, Chamomila Recutita Oil


edit challenge → vs. @anyasromanov​ ♦ round four

Opposites - Jughead x Reader

Request — Anonymous asked: Could you please write something where (y/n) and Jughead have been keeping their relationship secret from (y/n)’s parents. Until one day they find out about (y/n) and Jughead’s relationship and disapprove because Juggie is from the wrong side of the tracks which makes Jug feel insecure about himself but (y/n) reassures him that she will always love him no matter what her parents think.

A/N — Thank you so much for 1k! I haven’t been on Tumblr for very long and all the nice stuff I get everyday is amazing and it means so much to me. Hope you enjoy this imagine!

Words: 2141

Warnings: Insecurities and strict parents

(Y/N) , (Y/L/N) , (E/C) , (S/C) — Your name, your last name, eye colour, skin colour

It’s been 6 months, 12 days and 15 hours since you’ve been dating Jughead Jones. Why were you counting? Because you’ve been waiting for this day for a long time. A very long time, if you want it as a fact. Although you’ve basically grown up beside Jughead for as long as you could remember, you’ve never left his side and he never left yours.

It was only just six months ago when the two of you had the nerve to confess each others feelings about the two of you. He invited you to go see another one of his favourite cult classic movies at the Drive-In where he worked. That night he had the chance to make his move, cliche to be true, but he did the stereotypical ‘arm over the shoulder whilst yawning’ trick. Jughead wasn’t very good at expressing his emotions, or flirting in general. But he watched enough movies to learn the technique. From then on, the two of you were together 24/7. Whether it was dates at Pop’s, trips to the Drive-In, or even just spending time alone at school whilst working at The Blue and Gold. You couldn’t ask for a better relationship because Jughead was perfect to you. But the only thing that you wish was that your parent’s could accept him for who he was, a Southside.  

(Y/N)’s parent’s were similar to the Cooper’s. They helped out around town, they baked cookies and invited new neighbours over for dinner, and they disapproved of certain people, the Jones’ being one of them. Her mother knew Jughead’s dad, FP, since high school. Before he met her dad, the two were lovebirds and were similar to the relationship her daughter was already having with Jughead. The only thing that split them apart was when her father came into the picture. He was new to Riverdale, capturing the hearts and eyes of almost every girl there. Of course FP felt protective over her and was anxious that he’d loose her, to which that happened. Shortly after that, he joined the Southside Serpents, a gang a little out of Riverdale. From then on, (Y/N)’s mom changed the eyes of FP, and to most who were alive before the next generation. She got lectured on her first day of school to be careful of FP’s son, so she didn’t get hurt or betrayed, to which she thought happened to her when in reality she left him.

It’s been 9 months, 7 days and 4 hours since you’ve been dating Jughead Jones. A week ago, the two of you celebrated your 9 month anniversary with a burger date at the one and only Pop’s. The two of you laughed the whole night away before he walked you home straight after. Not in sight, he kissed you goodbye and ran off before her parents could notice. Earlier that day, she convinced her parents that she was staying over at Betty’s to complete a school project for the following day. Luckily, the two believed it, and that whole night turned out perfectly. Last night you were told that your parents were going away on a business trip to New York, giving you and Jughead a little more time to spend alone together. They left in the morning, giving you plenty of time to clean up your room and romanticise the atmosphere a little bit. After school, Jughead met you after class to walk you back home.

“So, what’s the plans for this evening, Miss (Y/L/N)?” Jughead asked in a posh accent, making you laugh.

“Well, Mr Jones, I was hoping we could binge watch Orange Is The New Black and eat our hearts out with popcorn?” She replied, mimicking the posh voice he used before. The two of you were hand in hand in the cold winter’s breeze. This was all you ever wanted when you got the chance to be with Jughead without overthinking about your relationship with him.

“Sounds divine, madame.” He said in his usual voice, a cheeky grin plastered on his face as he leaned against you, kissing the top of your head.

The two of you finally made it to your house. Jughead never got the chance to see your house, due to restrictions with everything from the past. You were nervous as you thought about what he’d think of the place. You fumbled with the keys, managing to unlock the door before walking in with him straight behind you. A satisfied whistle escaped his lips as he checked around the house, closing the door behind you as you stood in front of him shortly after.

“Is it bad? I actually tried cleaning up the place a little.” She chuckled awkwardly, a small blush dancing on her (S/C) cheeks.

(Y/N), what are you stressed about? The place looks fine from what I can see.” He reassured her, before turning his focus to her once again. She smiled at him, leaning up to peck his lips a couple times before slowly pulling away.

“Come on, I’ll show you my room!” She gushed, taking his head as she lead the two of them upstairs, Jughead rolling his eyes at the way she was acting. The two of them made it to the top of the stairs, her opening the door as she let him in.

“So this is where the magic happens! And by magic I mean nothing.” She mumbled, closing the door behind her. Jughead smirked at to what she just said as he crossed his arms now standing in front of her.

“Speaking of magic…” He said with his playful smirk still attached to his lips. He leaned down holding her cheeks, closing his eyes as he passionately kissed her. She smiled in between the kiss, closing her (E/C) eyes and got consumed into the sparks he just created. Every touch, kiss or movement he did made her heart flutter with joy and lust. His tongue managed to sneak its way into her mouth, deepening the kiss as he moved to sit on her bed, bringing (Y/N) down with him. She sat on his lap as she cupped his own cheeks, kissing back with just as much love. Jughead’s hands crept under her shirt, clinging onto her hips as he supported her balance. Suddenly, the familiar sound of her parent’s car drove its way to park inside their garage.

“Shit, Jug! I think my parents are home!” You frantically said as you pulled away from the kiss. You hopped off his lap, as you looked out the window. “I don’t know what to do! They’ll flip if they see you!”  FP never told Jughead about his high school relationship with (Y/N)’s mom, so Jughead was confused to why she was freaking out.

“..Why would they flip, exactly?” Jughead scoffed, standing up as he walked over to where she was standing beside her window. Since her parent’s were about to get out of the car and the window was open, she pushed him aside and dragged him to the corner of the room.

“You’d flip because she doesn’t want you dating me.” She mumbled quietly.

“Wait, you haven’t told your parents about us?” He rolled his eyes, about to grab his jacket and leave as she blocked the door for him walking out.

“Look, Jughead. My mom dated your dad when they went to Riverdale High. I don’t exactly know what happened between the two, but from how my mom told me and what her opinions are on you guys are like now, it’s not good. But God, Jughead, I love you. I’ve tried so hard to tell her on so many occasions about our relationship and everything. Jughead Jones, I will. I will tell her, and…  I-I will right now.” She removed her arms from blocking the door, still standing against it. Jughead slipped his arms through his jacket before he leant down to softly and slowly kiss (Y/N)’s lips before pulling away. The two of them smiled at each other before she turned around and opened the door. As Jughead sat at the top of the stairs, (Y/N) made her way down to greet her parent’s as they just walked in.

“H-hey, how come you came home early?” She asked awkwardly rubbing her arm as she looked up at her mom and dad.

“Well, our flight turned out it was suppose to leave tomorrow night so we are just waiting until then, sweetheart.” (Y/N)’s dad said, looking over at her beautiful daughter standing in front of him

“Besides, we heard about some shenanigans happening around the Southside and we just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” Her mother cut him off, standing in front of him as she now directly faced (Y/N).

“W-Why wouldn’t I be okay?” You asked, a scoff escaped her lips.

“Don’t act like we don’t know. Is he here?” Your mother’s face became stern and emotionless. Your mind rushed with thoughts, as she found out about her relationship with Jughead. You crossed your arms, staring up at your mother with a face matching hers.

“What do you mean?” (Y/N) tilted her head, a sarcastic hint in her tone of speech.

“That imbecile! That freak! That dirty gothic, Southside boy!” As soon as she said that, you felt your heart drop into your stomach. How dare did she think it was okay to say something so harsh to her daughter about the boy she loves.

“Excuse me? I’m sorry, what did you just say? I honestly can’t believe I’m related to you. But this boy, this so called “imbecile” is the guy I like. No, the guy I love. He is my boyfriend, mom, and I would never give up on him because you said so,” she paused, looking up at the staircase as she knew Jughead was listening in. She walked upstairs, grabbing his hand and brought him back down, the two of them now standing in front of her parents. “I love this boy with all my heart. Just because you still can’t get over your high school grudge over FP doesn’t mean you can go around dissing his family, especially Jughead. He’s going through so much right now, but obviously you wouldn’t care because of how selfish you are. This boy, this beautiful boy, is mine. And I won’t let anyone get in the way of us because I love him. I love him so much and God, if you could just open your eyes and realise it we wouldn’t be having this argument right now, mother.” Tears now escaped the corners of your eyes. You clenched your hand tighter around Jughead’s as you started shaking. Your throat was dry, your face was red and all your focus was on your mom.

“I-I…(Y/N), I’m sorry. This is my fault. I-I just, I’m sorry.” Your mother teared up too, now clinging onto your father’s arm as he escorted her out of the room and upstairs to their bedroom, shutting the door. You felt Jughead’s hand leave yours as he went to grab his bag that was sitting by the door. He picked it up, slung it over his shoulder, and reached for the doorknob, but he paused as he turned his glance to you, tears flooding his green eyes.

“She’s right. I am just some stupid Southside. Why are you still with me when you could go for Archie or Reggie? Anyone but me?” He said, trying hard not to break in front of her. A smile formed on her lips as she walked back over to Jughead, standing under his nose once again.

“Well, I can’t date Archie because he’s with Veronica, and quite frantically he’s not my type anyway. Reggie is annoying and only goes for girls appearance wise. And the rest? Well, they aren’t like you, Jug. You’re different, and that’s what made me fall in love with you.” She reassured him, placing her hands on his cheeks as she used her thumb to wipe away a tear that fell down his cheek. “I love you so much, Jughead.” She whispered softly. He smiled, lifting his hand as he wiped away another escaping tear. He closed his eyes, leaning in to kiss you slowly and softly, before the two of you pulled away. You removed your hands from his cheeks as he adjusted the strap that clung to his shoulder. He pecked your cheek before he reached for the door and left. You stood against the door before sliding down and sitting on the ground. Your phone vibrated, making you take it out of your pocket to read what was just sent.

Jughead: I love you too, (Y/N).

A/N — I’m so sorry this took so long to write, this is my last week of term and then I’m on school holidays which means more writing!


The Boondock Saints - 1999

Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, the glory, now and forever. Amen.
~ Mackiepenny, The Boondock Saints

You’ve been listening to us

Both the US and UK audiobook fiction charts currently feature a novel with scenes set in the Bodleian Libraries - but it’s not the same one in each chart.

In the UK, the honours go to Phillip Pullman’s wonderful Le Belle Sauvage, the first chapter in his new Book of Dust trilogy.

In the US meanwhile, it has been an especially good week for Deborah Harkness’ A Discovery of Witches - not least because the book was published six years ago. What a wonderful comeback, cementing the book’s status as a modern cult favourite.

It’s really not for us to jump to conclusions here but maybe ambitious, up-and-coming authors might want to look closely at these twin successes and what it is that connects them…

Of course though my dream is to make Allan so popular that he becomes a cult favourite in Japan and Mattel ends up making a whole line of dolls using the Allan sculpt but with modern clothes and screening.

Essentially what happened with Blythe but with me and Allan.

anonymous asked:

OMG Sonja, I can't! I just saw a big, impassioned post on how Harry's team's strategy is not to chart, therefore not to sell SOTT and the album. OMG. DOES SONY KNOW THIS??? Because I'm sure their board won't be happy with "we're focusing on image so we don't care about sales and revenue right now." WHY ARE WE MAKING EXCUSES? And what is this drivel????

i haven’t seen the post you’re talking about but that is the most hilarious thing i’ve read all day.

there is no way in hell rob stringer or the azoffs are like ‘we don’t care about making money or charting we’re only in this for ~the passion~’

the only time i’ve heard heard of a major executive favouring creativity over sales was when fox decided to renew fringe for a final season (it only got a half season order anyway) so they could wrap up the story properly and even then that only happened because 1) fox was under heavy fire from fans after canceling firefly after only one season and i’m sure they never wanted to repeat that experience with a cult fan favourite show on their network and 2) the head guy at fox said fringe was his favourite show so it was also very much a decision driven by his own self interest (and i also think they knew they’d make up for the less than ideal viewership in sales later on [both dvd sales and licensing the show to streaming platforms] because in my experience people are more likely to start a show that has a complete arc then one that ends abruptly [that’d be like reading a wip that you no stopped being updated and therefore has no satisfactory conclusion]).

the example i gave is absolutely the exception to the rule. everyone is out to make money, especially when the stakes are as high as they are in the music industry.

I love Tywin Lannister as a villain, he is perfect in that regard, but y'alls need to stop hailing him as a political genius/master general. Tywin is actually a HUGE hypocrite and terrible dynastic planner in ways I didn’t realize before.

He spends the whole seroes telling all three of his kids to put their hearts behind their family honour, commitment to the dynasty, make alliances, produce heirs, blah blah blah. He forces Cersei and Tyrion into unwanted marriages and never forgave Jaime for joining the Kingsgaurd, which meant no Lannister babies on that end.

But…he is such a hypocrite? He married his first-cousin Joanna Lannister, who as a fellow Lannister may be a match for him in blood status,but a really poor match in terms of strategic planning as Tywin was frickin’ heir to a Lord Paramount and Joanna was a knight’s daughter. Tywin wouldn't think of marrying Jaime, for ex, to a mere knight’s daughter. Although I suck at configuring the timeline for events like these, weren’t tensions between Lannister and Houses Castamere and Tarbeck really high at this point? If Tywin were the sly, efficient operator like the cult of personality he’s built for himself, why didn’t he minimize damage by offering alliance with himself to them (I can answer that: pride. so much for logical mastermind) or one of the other powerful houses to shore up their defenses, thereby optimizing the chances for victory?)

Although an argument could be made it was an “Only a Lannister is good enough for a Lannister” statement, or a way to tie up the stray roots on the family tree, that hardly seems like good prioritizing. Joanna experts, didn’t Joanna grow up at or near Casterly Rock and also serve the Queen as a lady-in-waiting from a young age just like Tywin served as cupbearer at court? I strongly believe Tywin was close to Joanna all his life, and was dead-set on marrying her from the start. Such idealism is hardly “mastermind-y”.

And the hypocrisy doesn’t end there! He rags on Tyrion for not consummating his marriage to produce an heir to the North, and also takes reproductive choice away from Cersei, insisting she marry and have more kids for the sake of alliances…

so why the fuck didn’t Tywin marry and have more kids after Joanna died, if he was so set on preserving the Lannister line? Ned and Cat were having kids into their mid 30s, and Tywin was almost certainly younger than that when he lost Joanna. 3 kids (one a girl and one a disabled boy) is not enough to 100% secure a dynasty in a misogynistic, abelist feudal system and there were many families willing to align themselves with Lannisters then. 

But Tywin is exempt right? He can refuse to marry for personal reasons, to the insecurity of his dynasty, all while sacrificing his children’s emotional autonomy, because haven’t you heard, Tywin is a cold, emotionless mastermind who puts head before heart always lolol no.

My Favourite Game

It’s so broad, isn’t, it, something like this? A favourite game might be the best performance you remember (8-1 Nottingham Forest), or the first time you ever watched your team live (1-0 Crystal Palace), or something of such importance it still gets talked about today (Ryan Giggs’s chest sorry, 2-1 Arsenal). I think of petty games like 3-0 Liverpool and 4-2 City. I even think of the guaranteed-a-mention-in-almost-every-match 0-4 MK Dons which, while perhaps not my favourite, was certainly one of the most formative in teaching me that Jonny Evans getting his arse handed to him was still something I would wake up at 3am to watch. And that, regardless, I’d do it all again the same time next week.

I’m someone who sets a lot of store by history. (You’d expect that from a history student.) I suppose that’s one of the reasons I fell in love with United in the first place; the vast landscape of moments that we have reason to be proud of. The lore that every United fan seems to know, like magic, the moment they become one. Everyone says that United live in the past. If that is true I don’t begrudge them, for what a past to live in. When I got off the tram in Manchester on the fourteenth of June two years ago and saw the LEGENDS ARE BACK banners hanging outside Old Trafford it was this that confronted me. I was struck, suddenly, by the enormity of what I was going to watch: Yorke and Cole playing together again! The treble-winning back line of Stam and Johnsen (and the wrong Neville)! Cult favourites no one but a United fan would know in van der Gouw and Blomqvist! 

And. Of course.

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