i only liked these sweaters and the jewelry

anonymous asked:

So I've been looking at the tumblr lifting community's posts for awhile now and I'm obsessed and amazed; I've never lifted before but I really want to it looks so fun and I want free cute shit, but I'm so so scared!! How do I get over that and what/where would you recommend lifting for my very first time ever? Any tips or advice? I worship y'all 🙏🏼

oooookay lil nugget here we go.

first off - its okay to be scared. its actually better if you keep a little piece of you thats always scared, no matter if you’re experienced or a beginner. thats something that helps you keep track of what’s going on around you and helps you not get caught. when you get cocky or over confident, thats when trouble starts.

i cannot stress how important it is to start small.
start small.
start sosososososo small.

like a lipgloss from walmart or one plain shirt from old navy. maybe a lil pack of beads from hobby lobby. whatever you do, do it small.

this lowers the chance of you getting caught, and the chance of you freaking out more.

do this a couple times. lil thing here, lil thing there. this builds confidence. the more confident you are with yourself, the more likely you are to start pulling in bigger hauls.

be patient. dont rush anything. this is by no means a competition. this whole process of confidence-gaining takes weeks, maybe months for some people.

and another thing - the majority of us on here that are pulling in a shit ton of stuff? we’ve been doing this for years. ive been lifting for 3/almost 4 years now. do not feel like you have to hurry and catch up to us.

secondly -do your homework. read through people’s tip pages on here. read about hooks, magnets, detachers, keys, all the different types of security tags, concealment methods, horror stories - ANYTHING. everything will be helpful down the road. read up on how other people got caught so you dont make the same mistakes. read up on how that girl managed to bag 3 naked palettes and 15 Kat Von D liquid lipsticks. learn about cam placement and how JCP Sephora is a place to stay away from. learn SA behavior and how to tell if they are being nice or plain sus. Learn how to tell if a bag is going to be a good lifting partner or if its going to be a hassle getting things inside. get familiar with every aspect of this community. follow as many people as you can. get inspiration from everyone. learn this life. live it. breathe it.

thirdly - try and pair up with an experienced buddy. i have found this to be so helpful. you get to see first hand how they do what they do. you get to see them in action, and learn their methods. however, know that going out with more than 2 other people is sure to get you noticed and tailed. keep the lil lifting group to either a pair or 3 people. make sure you can trust them. make sure you know them.

Old Navy: they dont tag anything other than heavy coats and sweaters, some dresses, jeans, and in the summer some shorts. i re-vamped my whole wardrobe this summer courtesy of ON, but ive seen on here that they’ve started source tagging…. which makes me sad. so double check before you out anything into your bag.
Hobby Lobby: there are like 7 cams per store all focused on the cashiers. go crazy. get your much needed art supplies. this is a great store for beginners - and other lifters who love crafting.
Cotton On: nothing, and i mean NOTHING is tagged. idk why, but these hoes never tag anything and it makes me wonder what they’re even doing. i got christmas gifts for my brothers here this year, so i highly recommend this store. super easy.
Dillard’s: do not let the large size of the store intimidate you - this place is heaven. sometimes you’ll get lucky and somethings been left off the rack and untagged. sometimes theres that teally cute wallet that you’ve wanted for a while and it doesnt have a single tag on it. go for it. conceal in the dressing rooms. trust me. formal dresses? no tags. (from what ive seen, and ive been to 3 Dillard’s in 2 different cities.) their desinger jewelrythat they keep down there? go for it. none of its source tagged or anything. i walked out once with 5 pairs of mate spade earrings and 2 wallets worth the 100 each. just pay attention to your surroundings and you’ll do just fine.

- in the winter its cold as dicks, so wear sweaters. utilize these babies for all they’re worth. 1. sleeves are great for concealing small items like jewelry and lipsticks. 2. “i am so hot from all this shopping, is it okay if i have one of your bags to carry my sweater in? i would really appreciate it” (note: this only works with really nice SAs. some will be bitches and shut you down. you might have to try a couple of stores before you get one. and now you have a free shopping bag!) 3. put your purse in the crook of your elbow and drape your sweater over it. this helps conceal how big your purse is to begin with and hide how much its increased in size when you’re walking out. 4. idk they’re warm and fuzzy. they make me happy.
- boots: stick things in there in case you forgot your purse or something. you can stick small things like jewelry and face masks down in there, its great.
- go through your mom’s closet. or your aunt’s. grandmother’s. rich best friend, i dont care. more often than not, they have a couple of extra shopping bags from stores they’ve been too. my mom has Bath and Body Works for days, along with a couple of Coach bags and Ralph Lauren. these shopper bags can be used in the same way as a purse for hiding things in them. hide them in yoir bag on the way into a mall, and then in the bathroom, take out your lifted clothing and stuff one of the bags. that way, when you walk into other stores, the SAs think you’ve bought things from other stores. be careful and know the layout of the mall you’re in though, because if you’re carrying around an Urban Outfitters bag and theres no UO, then you’ve gone and fucked yourself.
- be cautious, be wary, and not get greedy. get in, get out, and live to lift another day.

hope you’ll find some use for all this nonsense, good luck on starting your hobby of lifting and i hope to see some beautiful hauls from you guys!

anonymous asked:

☼ Asahi, Kags, Tsuki, and Kuroo?

☼ - appearance headcanon

Asahi: Totally loves to wear makeup, especially mascara and blush. He also LOVES to try out different hairstyles. For fashion, Asahi loves to wear cutesy pretty skirts and dresses, but is also content with wearing a large cardigan or sweater with a pair of comfy jeans.

Kageyama: Kageyama would have some tattoo of his favorite volleyball quote, and have one of his ears pierced (only one because he “didn’t feel like getting the other pierced”, but really the pain was too much for him).

Tsukishima: Tsukki would be that guy who dyes his hair a new color every month. His reasoning is because “he gets sick of the color”.

Kuroo: I can see Kuroo totally having tattoo sleeves and nose/lip/eyebrow/ear piercings. He also wears lots of jewelry in general, and always has his nails painted a new color every week.

Cuts Both Ways

This is my new fanfic. I want to write more chapters. Let me know if you like it!

Sehun x Reader x Taehyung

Smut; Fluff

Words: 1231

My life was a boring routine until the day Sehun and Taehyung walked into it. How could two people so beautiful fall into my lap? Fate had finally been kind to me and I was going to relish every minute of that time. The stars were aligning and my heart was ripe for the taking but which one would hold the key to locking all I had to offer? Which one would love me the way I deserved after waiting all this time for the right man to come along? My mind had trouble contemplating the answer.  One was warm and sincere yet mysterious while the other was wild and fun with an air of sadness behind his eyes. Both had qualities I needed in my life. I found myself in love with both of them. In the end who would I choose?


Chapter 1:

The day started out like any other or so I thought. I woke up feeling like I could sleep for eight more hours. I pulled the cover over my head trying to drown out the sound of the alarm and the bright rays of sunlight that protruded through the window.  After about five minutes of tolerating the annoying sound I pulled the covers down and turned off the alarm. I tried to gather myself and find the strength to get up. I laid there with my eyes wide open and mouth turned into a frown.  I don’t know why I am frowning! It’s Friday and I’m really forward to the long Liberation day weekend.  I rolled out of bed immediately wishing that I had not after the cold air hit my body. It was going to be another chilly day in August. I looked at the weather app on my phone and it said the temperature would be 40 degrees today in Seoul. I shook my head and made my way to the bathroom in an attempt to get ready for work.  I had a set routine that I followed. I turned on the shower and walked to the sink. I pulled my hair away from my face and put on my face cream. I brushed my teeth and did my best not to hit myself in the mouth with the toothbrush causing that painful white spot you get from rushing. I wiped the cream from my face and took off my sleep shirt. I quickly got into the shower trying to avoid the cold draft of air that circulated around the bathroom.  The heat was on but I could still feel the cool air sneak around the shower curtain to remind me that I needed to talk to the landlord regarding my drafty apartment. After leaving the shower the heat had finally overpowered the cold enough for me to get dressed comfortably.  I put on a pair of dress pants and a sweater accompanied by tights, high-heeled boots, and a choice of cute jewelry.  I didn’t have time for breakfast so I skipped it as usual. I grabbed my purse, hat, coat, and a scarf then headed out the door.

It was cold outside and I am sure my morning shower did not help the situation. I walked swiftly to the train station that was only a quarter of a mile away. I caught the 7:45 train and like normal it put me across the street from the office at 8:00 am sharp. Right on time as always. I walked in the building greeting people as I walked in. I went to the elevators and pushed the button. I impatiently waited for it to come counting the minutes in my head. Finally, it opened and I went in with about 7 other people. It was crowded and I was herded into the back right corner.  I asked if someone would please push the 10th floor and I heard a voice say sure. I thanked them politely and nestled in the corned.  The elevator started up. It stopped at the 2nd floor and 3 people got out. It stopped at the 3rd floor and 1 person got out. It stopped at the 4th floor and 2 people got out.  It was taking forever but at least now I could breathe. As the elevator door closed I noticed there was only me and one other person inside. He moved back to lean on the railing and I saw him for the first time. He was gorgeous. Wow I thought to myself. I wonder where he’s going. I looked that remaining stops and he was going to 10th floor with me. I blushed and wondered if he was new as I had never seen him before and I am pretty familiar with the personnel. He was dressed in a suit and tie that made him look like he stepped out of CeCi magazine.  The elevator reached the 10th floor and the doors opened. I looked at him and he looked at me. He smiled and I smiled back.

“After you,” he said.

“Thank you,” I replied as I walked out. “I see chivalry isn’t dead.”

“Not hardly,” he said matter-a-factly.


I said good morning to the receptionist and headed for the glass door to enter my key code. He stood at the desk and I over heard him say.


“My name is Oh Sehun and I am here to see Mr. Park. He should be expecting me.”

“Please sign in sir and I will call his assistant to take you to his office,” replied the receptionist.

"Thank you,” Sehun said and signed his name on the book sitting on the desk. After that he took seat in the lobby.


I made way through the door but before I did I looked back at Sehun. He gave me a slight wave good-bye and I blushed. I turned and made my way to my office taking off my hat, coat, and scarf. I hung them on the coat rack in the corner by the window and sat down at my desk. I turned on my laptop and started reading my emails.  Suddenly, there was a knock at my door.  I looked up to see Mr. Park Chanyeol who is the president of the company and Oh Sehun at my door.

“Hello Mr. Park.  Mr. Oh. How may I help you?” I said. 

“You know Sehun… I mean Mr. Oh?” said Chanyeol. 

“No. not really. We met on the elevator ride up,” I said.

“Oh. Well let me properly introduce you. This is my friend Oh Sehun. I have hired him as the new Marketing Director.  Today is his first day. This is Y/N and she is the Director of Account Management. You guys will be working closely together. I thought it would be great to introduce you two right away. I need my best people on this new account we’ve acquired.” said Chanyeol.  

“Great! Welcome to the company. I looked forward to working with you. May I call you Sehun?” I said. “Sure and may I call you Y/N? I am sure we will get along well,” said Sehun.

"Sure.” I said reaching to shake his hand.

 When our hands touched I felt a shock go through my system. His hand was so soft for a man although his handshake was firm. I looked into his deep brown eyes and I could tell he may be trouble. I thought I saw a hint of danger behind that beautiful smile and those kissable lips. He saw my expression and smirked. That’s when I knew I was right and I could fall for him. My body had already given me a hint that I tried to ignore but that face, his stature, his eyes, his lips!  I wasn’t sure I would be able to resist.  I let go of his hand and they walked out of my office strolling to their next destination.  I turned around and started back reading my emails. It was harder now to concentrate knowing that the handsome stranger from the elevator was my new co-worker. I don’t know how this will work I thought to myself. He’s very handsome but I can’t get involved with a co-worker. It wouldn’t be proper.  How am I going to handle being that close to him?


((This happened after a a few private hours they spent together. It’s nsfw but I link the rp here if someone (only 18 years old or older) wants to read it!))

*Free woke up in Vectorya’s room and looked around. He saw her and remembered what happened. He was blue from head to toes.*

“U-uhm…. S-s-s-s-s-sweetheart….” *He put his hand on her arm gripping on the sleeve of her sweater. His eyes searched for his bag and when he found it, he stood up. His legs were shaking like noodles from tiredness and nervousness.*

*He took the bag and opened it. An elegant tiny jewelry box was in it. He took it out and turned to her while his small hands tried to hide it as much as it was possible. With eyes fixed on his hands he walked to her.*

“I-I’m a l-little late, I g-guess…” *Since she already asked him before he passed out, he felt really emberassed. His eyes became teary as he was disappointed that she was the first to ask this question. He was planning to ask her in the most romantic way he could but it was too late.* “I-I…. I wanted to…. A-ask it first….”

*Sobs broke his sentence. He felt really bad for not asking her earlier. He tried to kneel down but instead he fell on his knees. His vision was blurry. Of course he was happy to know that she wants to be with him forever but he felt horrible for waiting so long that she had to ask it first.*

“W-w-would you…. M-marry-….” He didn’t finish the sentence just opened the box. A golden ring sat in it with a few white gems in it. It was a simple little proposal ring. Tears went down on his face and he closed his mouth tightly looking at the ground.