“Whatcha doin’?”

     You jumped as your boyfriend’s head appeared above your shoulder, hovering over you and surveying your spread of polish and paper towels on the coffee table. You turned and threw a smile in his direction. “Painting my nails.”

     Dean scrunched up his face and leaned down to pick up a bottle of metallic, dusty rose nail polish, spinning it in his fingers thoughtfully. “Why? You’re a hunter, you know it’s just gonna get messed up.”

      “I know, but I like it. It relaxes me.”

     Dean threw himself down behind you at that, settling his legs on either side of your hips and pressing his chest to your back. “I thought I relaxed you,” Dean whispered, breath brushing your ear as his rough hand slid down your arm.

     Your eyes fluttered shut and you leaned back into Dean, savoring your boyfriend’s touch and getting lost in his sent. Then you got hit with a whiff of that oh so chemically nail polish smell and managed to snap yourself out of your Dean-induced daze. “You do,” you said in hushed tones, “but I still wanna finish this, so stop distracting me!”

     The hand on your arm rescinded and wound around your waist instead, Dean’s chin resting on your shoulder as he watched the delicate strokes of your brush, coating your bare nails in the same color he’d picked up earlier – that is, until he decided he wanted to do it himself.

     “Hey … can I try that?” Dean asked.

     You didn’t even look up from what you were doing. “… Try what, hun?”

     “Painting your nails, can I try it?”

     This time you straightened and turned. “What?” you asked, confusion clear in your voice. “Why do you wanna do that?”

     “I don’t know, you said it relaxes you and it just looks so … smooth, and inviting.”

     You cocked an eyebrow. “Smooth and inviting?”

     “I don’t know, okay!” Dean looked flustered and maybe a little embarrassed. “I just wanna try. So can I, or not?”

     You smiled and closed your hand around his, squeezing reassuringly. “You painting my nails or yours?” Dean leveled a glare at you. You held up your hands in mock surrender, a small laugh escaping your lips. “My nails, got it.”

     You tried to stand up so you could sit facing Dean, giving him a better angle to work with, but he held you in place and pulled you further into his chest, reaching around you instead and caging you in with his arms. “Are you sure you don’t want me to … ?”

     “Sit still,” Dean mumbled, “the master is working.”

     You rolled your eyes and smiled, settling into Dean’s right side and giving him a better view of your unpainted left hand. His free arm tightened around your waist as he brought the shaky, too saturated polish brush to your waiting nail with his other.

     “Dean, you’re doing it backwards - you’re supposed to go towards the tip, not from it.”

     “Shh …” He dropped a giant glob of pink on your skin. “Master. Working. Silence.”

     This time you stifled your laugh as Dean dragged the paint across your nail – and cuticle, and skin – and simply watched the man you loved. Watched the hard lines of concentration on his face, watched the way his tongue darted out from between his lips whenever he would start a new nail. He was beautiful - and loving, and deserved more simple moments like this. Deserved far more than he ever got. So when he finished his lumpy, misshapen masterpiece and asked you how he did, you simply pulled him down to your level and pressed a sweet kiss to his lips.

     “I love you.”

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Trinket Trove

Pairing: McHanzo

Rating: G

Summary: No shiny object is safe with Hanzo’s dragons around. Not even something as important as a ring…

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Written for @mchanzo-week 2017, for Day 4 (Red/Blue) and 5 (Traditional/Unorthodox) 

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Author’s Note: This has been sitting in my drafts for a long ass time but McHanzo Week finally kicked me into gear to get it done. Helped that it fit two prompts

Jesse McCree was a man who knew how to roll with the punches. Resourcefulness was a skill he had perfected over years of being on the run after he deserted from Blackwatch, and hell, even maybe before that.

This. This was not something Jesse could easily roll with.

Jesse had already torn his own room apart looking for the ring. It wasn’t a simple case of him simply forgetting where he had hidden it either. Yes, he had to have hidden it somewhere incredibly sneaky to avoid Hanzo simply coming across it, but he had checked every single nook and cranny in the room. Shit, he had even checked the ceiling tiles.

No matter how high or low Jesse looked however, the engagement ring he’d finally saved up enough money for was absolutely nowhere to be seen. He weighed his options, which were looking to be either: A) letting the cat out of the bag and asking Hanzo for his help or B) tear the entire base apart. The latter option was the one Jesse decided on, not quite ready to face the music. Hanzo always had said he was a stubborn man. Jesse just liked to prove him right time and time again.

He made it all the way to the rec room before Hanzo discovered him.

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what the signs are made of
  • aries: sweet marzipan frosting, the tears of their enemies, different hues of vibrant reds and pinks, the sound of wood crackling in the fire, sparklers on forth of july
  • taurus: butterscotch toffee, willow trees with branches swooping low enough to kiss the garden, the smell of bundt cake in the oven, fine china cutlery, and herbal tea
  • gemini: the electric cracking of thunder igniting a dark sky, the sound of leaves crunching, tapioca pearls in brightly colored boba cups, pop synth music, disco balls
  • cancer: water infused with dandelions and lemon slices, salted hot chocolate + roasted marshmallows, lana del rey on vinyl, salt water, when cold air makes your nose pink
  • leo: macaroons, freshly sliced tangerines, dresses spun out of gold silk, the sound of lovers whispering in french, the scent of coconut and sea salt, french pressed coffee
  • virgo: MacBook keyboards, fresh linen and lavender, color coordinated organizers, home cooked meals, motivational posters, NPR radio, a black and white film with subtitles
  • libra: fluorescent colored journals, bath & body works candles, softly swaying branches in the wind, chilly mornings with piping hot mugs of coffee, the sense of inner peace and clarity
  • scorpio: metallic nail polish, sugared plums, dark chocolate, the smell of cinnamon and roasted nuts, norse mythology, potpourri, leather, dark lipstick, beethoven
  • sagittarius: the sound of the tidal waves crashing the shore in the distance, different variations of green, the smell of peppermint, self help books, and a tapestry taking up an entire wall of their home in the form of a map
  • capricorn: the scent of lemon and vanilla, homemade apple pie, and the calming sense of purpose and direction, sticky post-it notes, a book or movie collection with a central focus on good vs. evil (where good always prevails)
  • aquarius: tattoo parlors with unique shop names & vintage 70's chairs, cassette tapes, the color blue, conspiracy theories, protest rallies, the need to seek a great perhaps
  • pisces: the color of seafoam green, tiaras woven from hydrangeas, the combination of scents salty & sweet, soft melodic crooning from a time long before your existence

For the Yuri On Ice Reverse Bigbang 2017! My theme was a trans or gender fluid Yuuri~ we have Victor helping with makeup like the good husband he is (notice Yuuri’s hands in the mirror), and then we have what could be a magazine cover about Yuuri’s transition or coming out publicly. I just really wanted to draw Yuuri with those nails. I used actual metallic nail polish on them and the earrings and costume decals, and glitter nail polish on the costume and eyeshadow.

There was supposed to be a fic to go along with it… but I haven’t heard from my partner in weeks. :\ So that’s a thing.

my heart is,

it’s broken.

no, fuck that, it’s literally shattered, and you’re not here.

you’re not here to pick up the pieces and I never learned how to do it myself without getting cut.

“How do people do this” I ask.

but you’re not there to answer, and I have to remind myself-

to breathe.

and remember, you’re the one who broke me,

you finally broke me.

—  k.h. (via bottledbombshell)
1:52 a.m

i always wondered why you couldn’t fix my broken heart,

but then i realized that you can’t ask someone who broke something to put it back together again.

because you never really knew how it worked,

how i worked,

did you?

—  k.h.

Are Lili’s toenails painted metallic silver or was that just the light or something? In her instastory with the dog chewing on her slippers you can kind of glimpse that she has metallic nail polish on.

So, maybe I’m reaching here, but in Cole’s story with the foot thing, that’s either Lili’s foot, which I don’t think it is (sorry), or he was messing around with her nail polish.