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mrs-kagari  asked:

Ok so, Natsuki wearing a choker, and Hazuki starts to question her sexuality b/c God Damn, Natsuki looks hot

“kumiko-chan,” hazuki whispered. kumiko blinked. 

“yeah?”

“is natsuki-senpai wearing some kinda new perfume or something? or is that a new sweater?”

“why … w-why do you ask?” 

“i don’t know, she’s just …” hazuki rocked back and forth, letting out a one-note hum as she did so. whatever it meant, kumiko didn’t know how to respond to it.

“uh, well, she doesn’t wear perfume, and it’s the middle of summer. the only thing that’s different about her is that choker thing, i guess.”

“oh.” hazuki patted her cheeks, trying to calm the way they’d started to burn. “it’s nice.”

“wait, hazuki, do you-”

“no, of course not! what makes you think that?!” 

“it’s written all over your face!” midori squealed, hanging off her contrabass like it was a lover. “you’re in love, hazuki-chan! i can read you like a book!” 

“it’s just natsuki!” hazuki insisted. “she’s - what is it you said, kumiko, next in line to take over asuka’s position of being everyone’s gay awakening? that’s it!” 

“you just proved our point,” kumiko said, but she couldn’t help the little smile that tugged at her lips. “hazuki, it’s okay, it’s completely-”

“what’re ya talking about?” natsuki strode over, smirking, and hazuki promptly stumbled back, suddenly reduced to a stuttering mess. 

“nothing!” she squeaked. natsuki let out a chortle. 

“i’ll leave you to this ‘nothing,’ then,” she said, and walked off without another word. 

“i don’t think i’m straight, kumiko.”

Selecções do Reader’s Digest, April 1966.

“Beauty in a new form!

The new Lux Soap

A new shape created by an artist…so pretty! European perfumers chose soft essences… and a new perfume was born. The New Lux is a caress to your skin. A caress that turns into suds… cosmetic suds that soften while they clean. The New Lux - kept for you in the prettiest package.

Ursula Andress, regarded as the most beautiful woman in the world, says: ‘I wash my face with Lux every morning. The New Lux is so soft, so pure and the perfume is so delicate!’

The soap of stars, in 4 marvelous colours”

30 Glow Up Challenge

Day 1: Cut out all sodas/juices/energy drinks and switch for tea or water for better sleep, skin, metabolism, and to kill excess sugar cravings.

Day 2: Do 50 squats every day before your shower to get that ass🍑

Day 3: Do a face mask.

Day 4: Paint your nails/toes with a cute ass design💅

Day 5: Make yourself a bomb ass breakfast before starting your day.

Day 6: Clean out your closet and try on shit to configure some cute ass outfits for future reference.

Day 7: Take an epsom salt bath to detox and relax.

Day 8: Buy yourself a new highlighter. Even a cheap one like ELF or Makeup Revolution can ya shit pop✨

Day 9: Take a selfie. Take 10. Take 100. Do your makeup or go natural, and gas yourself up with as many selfies as your heart desires. Y'all have no clue how much this boosts your self confidence.

Day 10: Pick/buy yourself some flowers. Love thyself.

Day 11: Do something different with your hair. Part it a different way, straighten it, curl it, dye it, whatever makes you feel glammed up💆

Day 12: Go for a walk outside. Get that fine ass some fresh air and exercise.

Day 13: Get your eyebrows done, or do them yourself if you prefer.

Day 14: Trim your split ends💇

Day 15: Try out a new lip color💅

Day 16: Go through old makeup and throw out anything unwanted or expired. Keep that vanity fresh.

Day 17: Go to bed early for that young beauty rest💤

Day 18: Go through social media and your phone contacts. Delete/block people you don’t like or want to talk to. Cut that toxicity outta your life.

Day 19: Wear a new perfume, or one you normally don’t wear.

Day 20: Exfoliate ya face with your favorite scrub.

Day 21: Apply coconut oil (to lenghten) or castor oil (to volumize) to your lashes before going to bed

Day 22: Buy or make a lip scrub to get them soft kissers😘 (diy scrub: honey+sugar+olive oil)

Day 23: Buy yourself a cheap, fake little engagement ring to remind yourself that you are married to yourself. It also wards off fuckboys.

Day 24: Stretch properly after you wake up, and before you go to bed.

Day 25: Make yourself a lit ass playlist on spotify or your phone’s music to jam whenever you’re feelin down.

Day 26: Make a fruit salad and gobble that shit up for a healthy snack (melt some dark chocolate and drizzle over it for a little treat)🍎🍓🍇🍉🍍

Day 27: Do some yoga.

Day 28: Wing out ya eyeliner like a bad bitch💁 Use scotch tape as a guide for beginners.

Day 29: Buy yourself a new bra or pair of panties to feel sexy af in💞 Target has cute shit for cheap.

Day 30: Meditate to clear your mind and boost your mood.

nearly 200 writing prompts // feel free to reblog

Angst:

1: “ Give me a chance. ”
2: “ Not you again.. ”
3: “ Leave me alone. ”
4: “ I don’t love you anymore. ”
5: “ Why do you hate me? ”
6: “ I lost the baby. ”
7: “ I thought you loved me. ”
8: “ I don’t need you anymore. ”
9:“ I can’t believe you! ”
10: “ We cant keep this up forever. ”
11: “ You’re a monster. ”
12: “ I hate you. ”
13: “ Don’t leave me… ”
14: “ You’re a disappointment. ”
15: “ Don’t die on me– Please. ”
16: “ I never meant to hurt you. ”
17: “ Are you upset with me? ”
18: “ I wish i’d never met you. ”
19: “ I’m going to kill you! ”
20: “ Please don’t hurt me like this. ”
21: “ Thanks for nothing. ”
22: “ Dont call this number again. “
23: “ Why did you spare me? ”
24: “ You need to leave. ”
25: “ I’m sick. ”
26: “ I’m dying. ”
27: “ I wish i’d never met you. ”
28: “ I thought we were family!”
29: “ There was never an us. ”
30: “ So that’s it? It’s over? ”
31: “ I fucked up. ”
32: “ I came to say goodbye. ”
33:“ He’s dead because of you. ”
34: “ I don’t deserve to be loved. ”
35: “ About the baby… Its yours. ”


Love:

36: “ I’m so in love with you. ”
37: “ Dance with me! ”
38: “ Isn’t this amazing? ”
39: “ I wish we could stay like this forever. ”
40: “ Will you marry me? ”
41: “ I’m pregnant. ”
42: “ I need a hug. ”
43: “ You’re special to me. ”
44: “ I’m going to keep you safe. ”
45: “ Do you trust me? ”
46: “ Can I kiss you right now? ”
47: “ You’re cute when you’re angry. ”
48: “ I’ve liked you for awhile now. ”
49: “ Lets have a baby. ”
50: “ We’d make such a cute couple. ”
51: “ I want to take care of you. ”
52: “ Can we cuddle? ”
53: “ It’s lonely here without you. ”
54: “ I can’t stand the thought of loosing you. ”
55: “ Shut up and kiss me already. ”
56: “ Are you flirting with me? ”
57: “ Is that my shirt? ”
58: “ How did we get here? ”
59: “ You own my heart. ”
60: “ You’d be a great dad. ”
61: “ You’d be a great mom. ”
62: “ I want to protect you. ”
63: “ Whats the matter? ”
64: “ You’re so beautiful. ”
65: “ Did you do something different with your hair? ”
66: “ Is that a new perfume? ”
67: “ Stop being so cute. ”
68: “ You’re making me blush! ”
69: “ You’re teasing me again… ”
70: “ This is why I fell in love with you. ”
71: “ You’re the best! ”
72: “ They’re going to love you, don’t worry! ”
73: “ Oh, Are you ticklish? ”
74: “ Of course I remembered! ”
75: “ You’re one hell of a girl. ”
76: “ You’re one hell of a guy. ”
77: “ Are you jealous? ”
78: “ Hold me and never let me go. ”
79: “ Stop hogging all the blankets! ”
80: “ Lets run away together. ”


General:

90: “ Catch me if you can! ”
91: “ I’m fine. ”
92: “ Are you drunk? ”
93: “ Are you high? ”
94: “ We cant go in there… ”
95: “ Give it back! ”
96: “ Well this is just great. ”
97: “ Don’t touch me. ”
98: “ Not sure if you could tell, but I’m not exactly a people person. ”
99: “ This was fun— Lets do it again sometime!”
100: “ I didn’t do it! ”
101: “ I did it… ”
102: “ I don’t remember that! ”
103: “ Well that’s pretty rude of you to say. ”
104: “ Get that thing away from me! ”
105: “ You owe me. ”
106: “ Do you believe in aliens? ”
107: “ Do you believe in ghosts? ”
108: “ Are you hitting on me? ”
109: “ Why are you naked? ”
110: “ You did what?! ”
111: “ You have… Superpowers? ”
112: “ Why are you bleeding? ”
113: “ Where did all these puppies come from?”
114: “ Don’t make me come over there myself! ”
115: “ That wasn’t funny. ”
116: “ This tastes horrible. ”
117: “ This is delicious! ”
118: “ Are you mad at me? ”
119: “ Stop ignoring me… ”
120: “ I love that show too! ”
121: “ Can I borrow that book of yours?”
122: “ Lets blow this joint. ”
123: “ Let me help you with that. ”
124: “ Take that back! ”
125: “ Wanna go see a movie with me? ”
126: “ No way, that’s so lame. ”
127: “ What are you listening to? ”
128: “ I brought you your coffee. ”
129: “ Don’t fuck this up. ”
130: “ Run! ”
131: “ Lets run away together. ”
132: “ I haven’t slept in four days… ”
133: “ Your turn to do the dishes. ”
134: “ Was I really that drunk? ”
135: “ Was I really that stoned? ”
136: “Give me back my phone! ”
137: “ You’re an asshole. ”
138: “ Are you cold? ”
139: “ This place gives me the creeps. ”
140: “ I swear my house is haunted. ”
141: “ Did you hear that? ”
142: “ It’s just your imagination. ”
143: “ Just how stupid do you think I am? ”
144: “ Stop being such a baby. ”
145: “ Go back to bed. ”
146: “ Are you okay? ”
147: “ I can take care of myself just fine.”
148: “ Thanks for helping me back there. ”
149: “ Since when have we ever been friends? ”
150: “ What on earth are you wearing? ”
151: “ I can’t feel my legs! ”
152: “ Stop texting me weird stuff so late at night. ”
153: “ Put me down! ”
154: “ There’s only one bed… ”
155: “ It isn’t what it looks like! Okay.. Maybe it is… ”
156: “ How did I loose it? ”
157: “ I read your diary. ”
158: “ This is awkward. ”
159: “ Didn’t you read the sign? ”
160: “ Do you think you can teach me that? ”


Below is NSFW prompts.
Please if you’re rebloggling tell your followers if you’re interested or not in taking these sorts of requests.


Sexual:

161: “ Bite me. ”
162: “ Make me. ”
163: “ Fuck me. ”
164: “ Stop teasing me so much… ”
165: “ Do you like it when I touch you like that?”
166: “ Okay.. This is new. ”
167: “ Want to head back to my place and have a little fun? ”
168: “ You’re in trouble now. ”
169: “ What a pretty sight. ”
170: “ Bend over. ”
171: “ On your knees. ”
172: “ The food looks great but.. There’s something much more delicious i’d like to eat right now. ”
173: “ Lay back. ”
174: “ Take off your clothes. ”
175: “ Well, fine; just this once. ”
176: “ I’m waiting. ”
177: “ You’re so beautiful. ”
178:“ As you wish. ”
179: “ First one to make a noise looses.”
180: “ You have no idea what you do to me. ”
181: “ If you’re bored; Wanna have sex? ”
182: “ Ive wanted this for so long. ”
183: “ Car sex looks so much more easier in the movies. ”
184: “ Can I touch you? ”
185: “ Open up. ”
186: “ No strings attached. ”
187: “ Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you? ”
188: “ Mine. ”
189: “ The nights still young. ”
190: “ We cant do that here! ”
191: “ Behave. ”
192:“ What did you just say? ”
193: “ Good girl. ”
194: “ Good boy. ”
195: “ Come here. ”

Magics for Self Love

Updated: July 29, 2017

Spells

Sigils

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Poirot gets a rose named after him at The Chelsea Flower Show 1935

  • person B: *starts to caress A's thigh and whispers into their ear* hey....I see that you're wearing that new cologne/perfume that you brought a few days ago. It's driving me crazy...and what you're wearing its so sexy, you're begging for me to rip those clothes off......*starts to kiss their neck,.then whipsers* .......everyone left for the rest of the day, so that leaves the two of us for the next few hours. Do you want to me to maybe--
  • Person A: *interrupts* if this just to get out of doing work/chores today, you will lose all access to this ass for the next few months. Try again next time
  • [Please give me an A for trying, because I cannot do dirty talk to save my life. 😭😭😭]
Don’t look at her. Don’t say her name. Don’t tell me she’s ‘just a friend.’ Don’t tell me that you think of her as a ‘sister.’ Don’t tell me that you think she is pretty or beautiful. Don’t tell me that you like what she’s wearing. Don’t mention how skinny she is. Don’t mention how curvy she is. Don’t notice the color of her eyes. Don’t notice the color of her hair. Don’t hug her. Don’t touch her. Don’t be her friend on Facebook. Don’t follow her on Instagram. Don’t ‘like’ her selfies. Don’t comment on her pictures. Don’t tell her she looks nice today. Don’t tell me about that road trip you took with her. Don’t tell me what you did for her that one time on her birthday. Don’t tell me about how awesome her family is. Don’t tell me about the first time you kissed her. Don’t tell me about what you did in bed together. I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to know. I’ll never believe you when you say she no longer means anything to you. Don’t say anything about her, not even once. If you do, I’ll never forget it. It will eat away at me forever. Because I will always look at her and see her as somebody that could make you happy, happier than I could ever make you. I’ll see her as somebody that will give you everything you want. I’ll always think she is prettier than me. I’ll always think you want her more than me. I’ll always see how soft and luscious her hair is. I’ll always see how perfect her body is. I’ll always see how big and sparkly her eyes are. I’ll always see an image of the two of you together in my head. Every time we sit down together at our favorite restaurant, I’ll wonder if the two of you went there first. When you tell me you like that new perfume I’m wearing, I’ll wonder if she used to wear it. Every time we hear a song on the radio, I’ll wonder if it makes you think of her. Every time we’re making love, I’ll wonder if you’re thinking of her. When you tell me that you like the things I do to you, I’ll wonder if she did them to you first. I’ll always wonder if, deep down, you wish you could be with her. I’ll always wonder if you miss her. I’ll always wonder if you want her back. I’ll always wonder if you’re thinking about her. I’ll never feel like I am enough for you. I’ll never feel like you truly let her go.
I don’t want to hear you tell me to not be jealous, I want to see you give me every reason in the world not to be…
—  If you want to have a successful relationship, don’t talk about your ex’s.
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Valentine’s Day Starters:

“Thanks for the [flowers/chocolate], but I’m allergic.”

“Well, at least it was romantic up until I spilled the champagne on you.”

“Hey, come design custom, dysfunctional candy hearts with me.”

“So you’re my blind date?”

“Hey, I need your help. I bought you the biggest teddy bear they had in the store, and now I can’t carry it by myself.”

“Roses are red violets are blue, I can’t write poems for shit but I still love you.”

“Who are the flowers for?”

“I bet I know worse pick up lines than you do.”

“It’s technically for Valentine’s Day, but it’s also a ‘thanks for putting up with my stupid ass all this time’ gift.”

“I got you flowers.”

“I thought you’d look cute/handsome in this.”

“Please don’t be sad, I bought you three bags of candy.”

“I tried to make chocolate covered strawberries for you, but now I’m confused and you have to help me.”  

“I know Valentine’s Day is supposed to be for couples only, but I wanted you to have this anyway.”

“Did you know there’s a 'Why I Must Have Sex With You’ Checklist? Also, did you know I bought it?”

“Why is Valentine’s Day the one day of the year we call stalkers 'secret admirers’?”

“I’d kiss you, but my breath smells like the fish I had at dinner.”

“I love you, but your [mom/dad] scares the crap out of me.”

“Okay, I made you a heart-shaped cake, but it coincidentally broke in half, so please don’t read too far into that.”

“Please just pretend to be my boyfriend/girlfriend so the creepy person leaves me alone.”

“Thanks for the gift, but I’m pretty sure this is the half-eaten chocolate bar I left in the fridge.”

“Oh my god, you just gave me the first Valentine I’ve ever received.”

“I got you a new perfume/cologne for Valentine’s Day because I can’t stand that one you wear now.”

“I bought handcuffs because I thought it’d be sexy, but now I can’t get out of them.”

“On a scale of one to pathetic, what does sending myself chocolates at work so my colleagues think someone likes me fall under?”

“I’ll be in my bedroom pretending that I don’t exist and that I don’t know what day today is.”

“Even though I’m not going anywhere because I’m alone, at least I look really good.”

“Before you try anything, I have my period today, so you’ll be getting nothing.”

“Today someone threw a candy heart at my head that said, 'you piss me the fuck off’.”

“You’re so out of my league. Good for me.”

“Hey! Just because it’s Valentine’s Day, don’t think that gives you permission to put your ice cold feet on me.”

“Oh my god, how did you know I wanted this?”

When the girl with the bright lipstick beckons from across the room, do not forget the girl who is sitting at home in her pyjamas, waiting for you. And as you breathe in the new perfume, all lavender and rose, remember how the first time she walked by, the air was filled with cinnamon, and she laughed when you said she reminded you of Christmas.

When you’ve had one too many and stagger to your car with a girl who’s eyes you’ll soon forget, try not to murmur the wrong name into her hair. The rise and fall of her ribcage is alien to you and her hands don’t run through your hair the way you like it, but you’re too tired to say anything and she doesn’t care.

And when it’s almost light and you’re watching the sky because your eyelids will never be as heavy as the thud in your chest, try to keep your trembling hands from dialling her number. You don’t remember red lips or kohl eyes anymore. But her laughter plays in your mind and for some reason you miss the feeling of her heartbeat. People take heartbeats for granted, you think, and you never realise how important they are until they’re too far away to save.

—  S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #87

anonymous asked:

Ok harry talk: what if the missus and Anne had an un-agreement about something like Anne wanting harry and the missus to start trying for kids and the missus says that that's non of her business or something like that

She didn’t mean to explode on Anne in such a fashion.

She hadn’t meant to yell at her over the Christmas dinner. She hadn’t meant to yell for her to keep her nose out of their business because it didn’t concern it. She hadn’t meant to yell that she felt suffocated with all of the questions about the future she thought about with Harry. She hadn’t meant to ruin such a delicious dinner with a change in her attitude. She hadn’t meant to storm off and slam the bedroom door in her wake. And she hadn’t meant to make Anne cry when she thought no one was listening.

She didn’t mean to hurt Harry in the way she did by telling everyone that babies weren’t something she saw in her future - because she was lying. She saw babies in her future. Lots and lots of them. Green eyed and curly haired babies that resembled their father and looked so much like a mixture of all her favourite people in one bundle of joy. She didn’t mean to hurt his feelings by hurting his mother’s feelings in the manner she did - because, truthfully, she was scared. Scared of thinking too far ahead and planning something out that would, potentially, never happen if things were to go awry.

She wanted things to work out for their future. She wanted to marry him. She wanted a family with him. But the want was so big that it feared her that it may never be fulfilled.

Harry’s angry when he comes to bed. He doesn’t even acknowledge her and he barely touches her or gives her a goodnight kiss and a cuddle. Because he just can’t face it. And even though she was feeling guilty from the moment the words left her mouth, she was feeling even worse now that she had seen the consequences of what she’d created.

“Harry,” she whispers, perched on his windowsill as she strolls around the bedroom and collects the pillows from the previous night, “Harry, please, don’t ignore me. I’m sorry, okay? I don’t need you making me feel any worse than I already do. I panicked. I got scared. I yelled and I fled. I shouldn’t have and I can’t even bring myself to face your mum right n-”

“S’a good thing she doesn’t want to speak to you then, isn’t it?” He bites harshly, looking over his shoulder with a stern glare set on his features, “you were out of order to say what you said. You made her cry! You made my fucking mother cry! It takes a lot to knock my mum back, you know? You were nasty. Cruel. You weren’t my girlfriend back there. I don’t even know who that was back there!” He yells, chucking the pillows onto the bed and harshly pulling down the trousers on his hips, “if I were you, I’d lay low until morning. I can’t even look at you right now. You make me sick.”

“Then where do I go?” She whimpers, standing to her feet as he grabs a pillow from the bed and pushes it to her chest, “where am I going? You can’t stand to look at me so where do I go?”

“Anywhere. I really don’t care,” he grunts, shooing her out of the room, “sleep in the car for all I care. I don’t think my family want you anywhere in this house right now.”

And with that, the door shuts in her face and she’s left in the hallway. Tears dribbling down her face, her chin wobbling, mascara running and her foundation turning patching and streaky. Her chest aching as she looked down the hallway and saw Gemma standing in her room, looking towards her with a broken smile on her face, her arms opening up as the missus stalked into the room and into the comforting arms. Her bedroom light flicked on with Michal still in the bathroom as he readied himself for a nights sleep.

“Mum gets a bit overbearing sometimes. I know. Especially when it comes to babies and having grandchildren and when marriage is on the cards. And Harry just gets protective over her when someone gets a bit nasty towards her. Always has done,” she coos, brushing her thumb over her cheeks and wiping away the moisture, “what you did was crazy. Never did any of us expect that from you. We were stunned. But what Harry said? That’s not true. You may have done something horrible but we don’t expect you to leave the house.”

“I owe everyone an apology. Especially your mum,” she whispers, her voice broken as a sob wracks through her, looking at Gemma as she gives the missus a gentle smile, “I want to marry him, Gemma. I want kids with him. God, I want everything with him. A perfect future. I just panicked and yelled and let everything go and I didn’t even mean any of it.”

“I know,” Gemma smiles, “you think I don’t know my own brother and his girlfriend, huh? The love you both have is insanely huge and I know you can work through any obstacles to get to where you want to be in life. You’ve changed him into a man we’ve always dreamed of seeing. He’s so in love with you. And I’m sure it panics him a little bit, too. Never has he had such a full-term relationship with someone so this is all something he’s probably overwhelmed with.”

“He hates me,” she gulps thickly, “should have seen him. He couldn’t get me out of the room quick enough.”

“I saw everything. I heard everything. I’m sure Mum heard everything too,” Gemma rubs her arm softly, before gently pulling her with her. Down the hallway and towards the top of the stairs, “I’ll come with you. We’ll go and see Mum and we’ll make amends and then you’re going to come up and see Harry and you’re going to keep us all up tonight with makeup sex. No baby-making. Just you two and your silly fights being made up.”

The walk into the living room is painful. Aching. And as soon as she sees Anne sitting on the sofa, she feels a fresh bought of tears flood from her eyes. Catching Anne’s attention as she shoots up from the sofa and instantly pulls her in for a hug, shushing her softly and swaying them both from side to side as she cries into her shoulder and holds onto her tightly. Inhaling the delicious scent of her new perfume and instantly feeling like you were home.

“You’re okay. It’s okay. All is forgiven, I promise,” she coos softly, “you’re okay. I’ve got you know. I promise you, we’re okay. I overstepped my boundaries and that’s not okay. I may be Harry’s mother but that gives me no right to intrude in a relationship that isn’t mine. I get excited. I can’t wait for what happens between the both of you and it excites me to think he’s found someone to settle with.”

“I don’t think he will,” she cries, “I was so horrible. I really was. He doesn’t want to see me or speak to me and I don’t blame him, Anne. I upset you. I made you cry. I yelled at you on Christmas Day. That’s unfair. Especially since you welcomed me into this house and allowed me to make it my home too. I’m so, so sorry for everything I said,” and her voice comes out raspy and croaky, “I love him. I want to marry him. I want kids with him, Anne. I want to give you grandchildren and I want to be your daughter-in-law. I just panicked because,” she gulps back a sob, “because I want it so badly and I’m scared that it won’t happen if we think too much of it. He hates me. I don’t blame him.”

“You think I hate you?”

She swings around on her heels, seeing Gemma sitting on the stairs with a sheepish smile on her face, Harry standing ahead of her with a face that looked like it was about to crack. Tears stains on his cheeks and his eyes rimmed with red that looked sore and aching to be closed for a rest.

“You think I hate you? You think that I don’t love you? You’re so mistaken with that,” he whispers, reaching his hands out and taking hers in his hold, “I love you so much. Christ, it scares me to love you this much, too. I want to marry you and I want kids with you. But, not right now. I want to enjoy us. I want to have fun with what we have,” he pulls her to his chest and buries his face into her hair, “you yelling at my mum made me so scared that things were going downhill. That that was the end for us. I don’t want that. As overbearing as my mum can be on babies and grandchildren,” he smiles towards Anne, “she knows we’re not ready for that step just yet.”

“All is forgiven,” Anne smiles, “I promise. Now, I think we’re all a bit tired so let’s go for a good night sleep and we’ll enjoy Boxing Day as we do normally. A fried brekkie, movies all day, cookies and homemade turkey and stuffing sandwiches for lunch.” xx

Alpha/Beta/Omega sentence meme!

Feel free to add your own!

  • “Have you ever wondered what it’d be like to be an (alpha/beta/omega) instead of an (alpha/beta/omega)?”
  • “What’s it like? Going through (heat/rut)?”
  • “I think the world would be a better place if we didn’t have alphas or omegas- imagine, everyone as a beta!”
  • “I said no!”
  • “I don’t understand how people can cheat once they’re mated- everyone else smells wrong.”
  • “I know we didn’t get off to the best start, but I want to try again; I want to court you, please? Or at least be friends! I don’t care that you’re an (alpha/beta/omega), I want to know you.”
  • “I’m tired of dealing with my (heat/rut) alone, could you please help me?”
  • “I like it when you get jealous/possessive/protective~”
  • “You know… Next time we have sex… I wouldn’t mind being bitten, we’re practically mates anyway right?”
  • “Did you bite me?!”
  • “I have goals in life and I’m not going to let being an (alpha/beta/omega) slow me down!”
  • “Some days I just want to say ‘fuck biology’ and settle down with a Beta, less drama with them y’know?”
  • “So I’m not an (alpha/beta/omega), that doesn’t mean we can’t be together!”
  • “Wow you smell really good today; new perfume/cologne?
  • “If potential mates can’t handle the fact that we smell like each other because we’re friends then they aren’t worthy mates.”
  • “Remember those sleepovers we had when we were younger, and we’d whisper about what we thought we’d present as, tease each other about what we thought our mates would be like… We should do that again, we’ve got lots more to whisper about now.”
  • “Omega’s aren’t slaves and they’re not porcelain dolls!”
  • “Not all alpha’s are controlling egotistical assholes!”
  • “The next alpha to look at me like I’m a piece of meat is going to get my foot up their ass.”
  • “I’m sorry if I freaked you out, I didn’t like the way that (alpha/beta/omega) was looking at you- it creeped me out and I didn’t know if you felt comfortable around them.”
  • “I don’t care if you do or don’t have a knot, I’m not interested in sex with anyone.”
  • “You DO realize I’m aromantic, right? I don’t want a mate.”
  • “Oh gods, did your heat just start?”
  • “I love how submissive/dominant you are.”
  • “Can we just cuddle tonight? I want more than just sex with you.”
  • “Slick tastes really gross, does it taste better to alpha’s/omega’s?”
  • “Knots sound so scary, are they really worth all the hype…?”
  • “If you had kids one day what do you hope they’ll be?”
  • “Can you walk me to my car please/walk me home? I get nervous being alone at night…”
  • “I want you as my mate.”
  • “What do I have to do to make her/him/them realize I want her/him/them to claim me?!”
  • “I still want a wedding.”
  • “You’re the only (alpha/beta/omega) I trust with this…”