Completely inspired by @asabree at @fingerbangportland! I used Hot tub from @urbanoutfitters, Touch Me Not from @heroine.nyc, Wild Child from @redcarpetmanicure, Teal Me Something New from @nicolebyopi, and Wave Pool from @flossgloss!
Tropical Palms!! I recreated a design I did from 2014 which I could only find a very tiny picture of on my Deviantart. I REALLY wanted to share it so I just did it again.
The polish colors I used are Kleancolor’s Neon Aqua, Fingerpaints 15min of Frame, and Salon Perfects Yowza Yellow. I also covered my gradient with ILNP My Private Rainbow (which is just a scattered holographic top coat) and as always the design is acrylic paint
I was so inspired by @boomnailsldn (as always) and I couldn’t help but recreate their gorgeous mani! It was inspired by the super talented @jobutcherart! Thanks for all of the inspiration ladies!
@shopncla’s Carrot and Call My Agent @sinfulcolors_official Hazard and Boogie Nights @sally_hansen Seasational
@heroine.nyc White Noise!
@elliejmaui midi rings
“I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm and I didn’t want to wake you” + “You’re the perfect height for me to rest my chin on your head”
Based on: Along the Boardwalk Pairing: Taehyung | Reader Genre: Fluff Word Count: 1,838 Author’s Note: Because I suddenly remembered that I had planned out a bunch of drabbles/one-shots for you guys for a variety of my stories, and the semester is already starting to go down and I don’t know when I’ll be able to finish my next full-length story for you guys. But for now, enjoy some more soft fluffy Taehyung.
It doesn’t take you too long to figure out that Taehyung, at his very core, underneath all those galaxies of naivety, thoughtful and caring nature, is a romantic.
When you first made that discovery, you laughed about it for days—all done without contempt, of course—because you found it so odd that a boy like Taehyung, who hid from the world underneath his gray beanie, drowned himself in his music and ran away from his problems on a skateboard, could have enough space in his mind to think about and care for another person. You always found that concept so startling, keeping the thoughts to yourself for a majority of days, weeks, until you couldn’t stop and just had to report your findings to the boy.
Initially, you thought your words would fluster him, or maybe even offend him—you were, essentially, calling him self-centered—but he had merely looked you straight in the eyes and said that you brought out an entirely new side to him and his life. That god forbid, he may have been in love with you for a year, but every single day now spent in your presence felt like he was seeing you for the first time all over again. It was not his fault that the sight of you constantly sparked the desire in him to show off how much he adored you, how much he cared for you, and how much he loved you in whatever abstract or tangible form that could take.
You stopped teasing him after that day, heart swelled too big with pride and admiration to continue.