as most of you know, I was in the hospital this month. why? my heart. again. always. two cardiac arrests within a fifteen minute span as I was getting ready for work; an ambulance came and got me and everything. after that, it was two weeks of tests and surgery and new medications and short-term disability and ultimately, no answers. my heart condition remains a rare and mysterious jewel. so good news: I’m alive. bad news: I’m an american who just spent two weeks in the best electrocardiology ward in new york city. which means medical bills. so many fucking medical bills.
now, I have insurance, but before it kicks in I have a significant deductible to meet. every scrap of every paycheck is going towards those bills for the foreseeable future. which isn’t great, considering I took two-thirds of my closet off to a consignment store about a month before this happened. You guys know me, I’d like to be able to fill it out again. so I’m proposing a trade: I’ll dress you if you dress me.
style consulting - rates and services
$15 option - one time occasion styling! if you have a wedding or a graduation or a big date coming up, I’ll hop on skype with you for a half-hour and see what we can do with the clothes you already have.
$20 option - fashion guidance. I’ll ask you to send me five to seven pictures of outfits, styles, or fashion icons that you like. from there, I’ll write up my impressions of your fashion goals, advise you towards certain trends, and help you solidify your sense of personal style. (here is an example)
$40 option - fashion guidance + personal shopper. You’ll receive all the services of #1, plus I’ll discuss your budget and then go shopping for you. I’ll put together ten items within your price range that will help you meet your style aspirations.
$65 option - fashion guidance + personal shopper + skype consult. You’ll receive all the services of #1 and #2, plus I will set up a 45 minute in-person skype consult with you. We’ll go through your closet (or whatever items you choose) together, and I’ll help you pinpoint which garments will work with your new look, and which ones won’t.
**request via an ask - include your email address, your name, and which service you want - I’ll send you an email and we can begin the conversation there.**
(note: all these prices are suggested. obviously if you’re willing to donate more, I’d appreciate it, each option takes about an hour and a half more to do than the option preceding it. if you want something different than what I’m offering, send me a message and we’ll talk details.)
(second note: I’ll be doing these requests in the order I get them. When I get your inquiry, I’ll let you know where you are in the queue.)
I’ll still be giving out style advice all the time on this blog, don’t worry! But in-depth, individually tailored stuff takes me a lot of time, and I’d like to be able to turn that into something I can use to buy shoes that won’t fall apart with nyc wear.
Request: I wanted to ask for an imagine. So the reader and Jeff are a couple and they are at the prom and in a dance the things got a bit hot so they go to Tony’s car. And you are a really good friend with tony so when they finish tony knocked the window of the car telling her he has to take her home. Please i’d love you a lot if you write something with this 😍. Thanks anyway ☺️
Warnings: Smut, swearing
“Mom I’m about to leave! Tony is almost here” I pick up my gold clutch and start to head for the door.
“Wait! wait! wait!” I hear my mom running down the stairs and I try to hold in my giggles. She comes running down with her camera.
“Where is Jeff? is he still coming?”
“Yes mom, he’s walking over here now, which why I need to go”. She walks over to me and fix my curled hair and smooths out my dress.
“You look gorgeous hunny. I want to wait for him to come so I can pictures.”
“Moooom” I whine. Leave it to her to be totally embarrassing. She loves Jeff. We have been dating for over a year now and the minute she met him, she thought of him as her child. She practically begs him to come over and even cooks for him. As she’s in the middle of taking pictures of me, the doorbell rings.
“That’s my sweetie Jeffy!” my mom says as she jogs to the door. I shake my head at her sudden change in sweetness. She swings open the door and crushes him in a hug.
“Hi Ms.y/l/n. These are for you.” As I look over her shoulder, I see Jeff give my mother a bouquet of peony flowers. This is exactly why she loves him. I wouldn’t be surprised if she loves him more than me.
“Oh my goodness! how sweet, Thank you Jeffrey, I’m going to go put these in a vase.” As she speeds off I shake my head and laugh. I look back at him and see him holding another bouquet of flowers, but its stunning red roses. My favorite.
“And these” he says as he pecks my lip, “Are for you my lady”. I grab the flowers and can’t hold in my smile.
“Why thank you sir.” I say as I kiss him again. I put the flowers down on the table beside the stairs and look back at him, taking in his attire. He looked amazing, although I’m not surprised. He’s the only guy that I feel can pull off a white top tuxedo. I noticed that he’s doing the same to me, taking in my outfit.
“Wow” he says with his mouth parted. I look down thinking something is wrong with my dress.
“What?” I say looking down. “Nothing, you just look beautiful.” I smile again, pushing my hair behind my ear. Even after a year with Jeff, he never fails to still make me feel special. After about 10 minutes, my mom comes jogging back in with her camera. She was probably in a daze with her flowers.
“Okay you too, pictures then you can leave.” We spend the next 5 minutes taking different pictures together and my mom even sheds a few tears. After a bit, I finally get a text from Tony.
Hey y/n/n I’m outside
“Okay mom, Tony is outside, we have to go” I say, looping my arm through Jeff’s.
“Okay, okay have fun you too. Not too much fun now.” Jeff glances at me from the corner of his eye and I blush.
“Of course mom, we know” I grab my bag again as we walk out the door and skip down the stairs to Tony’s car.
“Be safe love you! Hi Tony hunny!” My mom calls out. I scream a quick ‘love you too’ as me and Jeff get into his car.
“Hey y/m/n, I’ll get her home safe!” He gets into the car and turns on his loud indie music that he loves. Jeff got into the front seat while I sit in the back. Tony drives off as we all make small talk, laughing together like we always do.
“Is Ryan going to be there?” I ask over the music.
“Yeah, we are doing the music together and hopefully squeeze in a dance.”
“Nice man” Jeff says, “If you guys don’t dance, I’ll grab you guys by the hand and force you.” I laugh at my boyfriends comment. He loves meddling in other peoples love life. That’s probably why we are so good together, he genuinely loves happy relationships.
“Let’s get ready to fuck the night up!” Tony screams.
As we all walk inside, the music is blasting and there are a bunch of people dancing and grinding against each other. With my hand in Jeff’s, we walk through the crowd, chatting with different people here and there.
“Jeff! Y/n! Tony!” We look and see Jessica, Justin and Monty waving us over to the center of the dance floor. we waltz over to them and I laugh at how wasted Jessica is almost getting, dry humping against a very happy Justin.
“I’m glad you guys came!” she screams. We all talk and laugh over the music and just have a good time bumping and dumb dancing to every song. Tony taps our shoulders and talks over the music.
“Guys I’m going to go up there with Ryan to help my boy out. You dudes have fun!”
“Ada boy Tony! Go have fun!” Jeff laughs. Tony playful rolls his eyes and disappears into the crowd. We all continue dancing and laughing at a now drunk Jessica. Jeff slides his hands on my waist and whispers in my ear.
“Do you want a drink babe?”
“Yeah I’ll go with you.” He grabs my hand as we head over to the food table.
“Jeff man, there is vodka in the left punch!” Justin yells over the music. Jeff turns his head back to look at him, “Nah I’m fine, but thanks”.
We get to the table and Jeff pours us some punch from the right. He seems to be looking around the gym a lot looking for something, but I already knew it was someone.
“Babe, Clay is sitting on the bleachers over there” I point. He looks at the direction of my finger and smiles at me.
“What I would do without you, I’ll be right back baby”. He pecks my lips and walks over to sit next to Clay. They talk for a few minutes and I can’t help but smile. Jeff is such a sweet person, and I love him so much for it. I continue to drink my punch as I look around at the people dancing. Soon a slow song comes on and I see Clay walking towards Hannah, and Jeff smiling at me from the bleachers, heading my way. He grabs my hand and pulls me towards the dance floor. He puts his hands on my waist, while I wrap my arms around his neck, swaying slowly.
“Is your job done?” I smile at him, “Yup, for now. Now I can focus on my beautiful girlfriend.”
I lay my head his shoulder, closing my eyes as I smell in his cologne. As we continue to slow dance, Jeff’s slides his hands down to my butt. He lightly squeezes and I look up at him.
“Jeff babe, what are you doing?” I ask slowly, looking around so no one sees him grabbing my ass in public.
“Hmm?” he hums. He starts kissing my neck and pushing me closer to him.
“Jeff” I whisper, “stop babe, before people see.” He ignores me and starting sucking my sweet spot, not caring that people would see my soon to form hickey. I bite my lip, wanting to tell him to stop, but can’t. He’s turning me on and he knows it. I open my eyes and see people occupied with their date, either dancing or sucking their face off. Still sucking another part of my neck, Jeff is now full on squeezing my ass, pulling me into him. He stops and go straight to my mouth kissing me softly. I put my hand to his face, lightly moaning into his mouth. I can tell Jeff is forgetting we are in public once his hand goes to the back of my dress, tugging on my zipper. I move his hands and break our kiss.
“Jeff, we are still in school” I laugh, softly panting. As I look at him, his eyes are filled with love and more importantly, lust. He grabs my waist and leans his lips against my ear.
“Then lets not be” he says deeply. I look up at him and bite my lip, nodding my head. He smirks and grabs my hand walking towards Tony up in the music area. As we walk, I noticed how wet Jeff as gotten me already just from giving me a hickey and feel hot from him not caring that we are around a bunch of students and teachers. As we get to Tony, Jeff whispers something in his ear. Tony laughs shaking his head and then reach into his pocket grabbing his keys. He hands him his keys, saying something back, earning a laugh from Jeff. As we walk towards the exit I look back at Tony smiling at us.
“What did Tony say to you?” I ask as we walk outside.
“He said don’t stain his seats” he laughs. I flush from the embarrassment that Tony knows what we are about to do. We walk to his car, feeling the thick tension in the air around us. We clearly both can’t wait to rip each other clothes off and it’s exciting me. When Jeff unlocks the back door, he doesn’t even waste time. He pulls us in and locks the door behind us, starting back to kissing my neck.
“Since I say you in this dress, I wanted nothing than to rip it off of you” he says in his husky voice. I moan at his words and climb on top of him.
“Not this one” I say smirking, “You already ripped my other dress.” He bites his lip to hold in his laugh.
“I said I was sorry baby.”
“I am too.”
“About wha-” before he can finish, I grab his shirt and pop all his buttons, revealing his hard abs in front of me. His mouth drops open as he looks at his now ripped shirt.
“Babe!” he yells as I smile innocently and start sucking his neck. He leans his head back and grab my waist. I’m glad I chose to wear a thin pair of thongs, feeling him get hard under me. He unzips my dress and I wiggle out of it, getting up to take it fully off. I am now only left in just my thong, now feeling conscious that someone could see me. We are parked behind the school away from other cars and houses, but I’m still nervous. He looks up and down at my exposed body and I can’t help but love the way he was looking at me.
“Fuck, your so sexy y/n”. I pull his ripped shirt and jacket off of him and go back to kissing. He wraps his arms around my torso as he deepens the kiss, kissing me hungrily. I palm his member through our body, making him moan as he bucks his hips into my hand, wanting to feel more. I unzip his pants and pull them down to his ankles. He breaks our kiss, and wraps his lips around one of my breast, making me lean my head back against the head rest of the drivers seat. I hump against his hard member, making me even more wet against our friction. I moan at our movement as Jeff moves my hips faster against him.
“Fuck, babe your killing me” he grunts. I smirk at him as I pull his member from his boxers and pump him with my hands. He throws his head back and starts breathing hard. He starts to buck himself into my hand, moaning my name.
“Fuck y/n, that feels good”. I go faster, looking at him almost come undone with my fingers. As I continue, Jeff pulls my underwear to the side, rubbing his finger against my clit. As I speed my hand on his dick, Jeff starts to rub harder against my core. I throw my head back again, grinding my hips onto his fingers.
“Fuck Jeff!” I moan, biting my lip. Both of us are a moaning mess as we pick up our pace. A wave of heat rush to my core and I stop pumping him once I feel him twitch in my hand.
“Baby, I can’t wait anymore” He kisses me, as he grabs a condom from the arm rest of Tony’s car. I stop kissing him to start laughing.
“Why does Tony have those in his car” I laugh, “Cause he’s not dumb” Jeff laughs back. He slides on the condom and positions himself at my entrance, waiting for me to go from there. I grab his member from under me and pull my underwear to the side, slowly sliding onto him, moaning at the feeling.
“Fuck” I moan, as I sit on him fully. I slowly start to circle around him, to get use to the feeling. He groans against me and starts to bounce me up and down. I move his hand away, shaking my head.
“I got this babe, relax.” He puts his hand up to surrender and puts his hand to his side. I put my arm around his neck and start to slowly ride him, teasing him.
“Baby, please” he breaths out, with his eyes closed. I pull closer into him and pick up my pace, bouncing hard against him. He moans louder as I start pounding on him.
“Fuck baby! I need to touch you” He goes to my legs and lightly lifts them as he lowers himself in the seat. He roughly starts thrusting into me as I wrap my legs around him. I try not to scream so no one can here, but fuck he’s making it hard.
“Jeff! my god!” I loudly moan, my arms wrapped around his neck. He picks up his pace, his nails digging into my thighs.
“Babe, I-I’m abo-” I feel Jeff twitch inside of me as his thrust got sloppier. I start to feel myself tighten and I moan louder.
“Yes! babe, I can’t!” I yell. Jeff pounds into me full speed as we both ride out our high. I slide off of him as he pulls back up his boxers. Still latched onto him, I see how all the windows in the car is fogged up. Both panting, I lay my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes.
“I love you baby” he says, rubbing my back.
“I love you too” I say sleepily.
It seems like we have been laying here for hours before we hear a knock on the window.
“Shit!” I cursed as I jump off of Jeff, pulling my dress back on, trying to zipper it back up while Jeff laughs at me. He throws on his shirt and jacket, waits till my dress is back on, then rubs the fogged up window, seeing the back of Tony.
“Are you guys clothes on?” he asks, still not looking at us. Jeff rolls the window down laughing.
“Yes you big baby” he laughs.
“Good, cause I promised y/m/n that I will have her home safe and if she’s split on half, that’s not saf-”
“Ew okay Tony just get in the car!” I yell, not wanting to be embarrassed anymore. He laughs and gets in the drivers side, getting the keys back from Jeff. As he starts the car, he starts to loudly sniff.
“Do you guys mind opening the windows, it smells like sex in her-”
“Oh my gosh Tony!” I yell, covering my face flushing. Jeff finds this all so hilarious, laughing his ass off at all of this. For the rest of the ride, Tony keeps looking in his mirror at us, trying to hold in his laugh.
“So did you guys have fun tonight?”
“Yeah, but my favorite part was the ride” he says looking at my red face.
this is inspired by
Jim’s in the closet with Joe video and I am not sorry at all. To understand all
the clothes I mention go check out the video!
Word Count: 2250
Rating: R (Smut)
I hope you guys enjoy!
It was nice to have a boyfriend who had a fashion sense,
because it meant your closet doubled in size. You rummaged through the closet
you both shared, trying to pick your outfit for the day.
“Can’t find anything to wear?” Joe grinned, sliding past you
to grab a hat from the top shelf. He was already dressed and ready for the day.
“I vote you just stay in that.” He looked you up and down, eyes narrowed. You
blushed a bit, but you loved it. After buying two bra and panty set options for
valentine’s day, you weren’t about to let one of them go to waste, and it was
so comfy you really would be content to wear it all day.
“Maybe I will,” you grinned. He groaned in exasperation,
grabbing your hip and pulling you closer to him. He pressed a hard kiss to your
lips, one you knew too well. One that meant something a bit more than usual.
“Don’t do this to me baby, you know I’ve got meetings all
day,” his head dropped to your shoulder, his hands tracing your skin.
“The sooner you leave the sooner you’ll get back,” you
whispered, walking him backwards out of the closet, pressing kisses to his lips
along the way.
“Or I could just cancel for the day. There are some things I
would much rather do right now,” he murmured, holding you closely.
“Nope. Go on,” you teased him, pressing one last kiss to his
now swollen lips before pushing him back. He stumbled slightly, rolling his
eyes before they settled to look at you again.
“When I get home then? Please?” He pouted at you. You didn’t
want him to leave, hell, you wanted nothing more than to throw him onto the bed
right that moment and get on with it. But you also knew how fun the day would
be if you drug it out. One of his favorite things was when you had missed him
all day; it made you both desperate to get your hands on each other.
“Depends on if you can make it through all your meetings. If
you make it through the day, then yes.” A smile played on your lips, and his
eyes narrowed again, suspicious.
“What’re you up to?”
“Nothing. Now go on, you’re going to be late.” You danced
over and pressed another kiss to his lips before he turned to leave. He looked
back at you once more before he left, but you only put on your best innocent
smile and gave him a wave.
You waited just long enough to be sure that his meeting had
started, occupying yourself with making breakfast and coffee. You headed back
into the closet, plan in mind. His meeting were usually loose, so you knew he’d
be looking at his phone occasionally.
i truly cannot wrap my head around the concept of harry doing something as mundane as checking his phone like???? what does he even do on it?????? does he sit there in his custom gucci suit while multiple declarations of love come in on text or??? does he play games????? what does his photo gallery consist of???? just various pictures of louis and cool outfits??? idk i feel like he’s ethereal like he doesn’t need to do something we all do honestly does he know how to type???? do his fingers fit on the keyboard????? he should have letters written in gold paint delivered to him on soft cushions or something
so he’d probably catch your eyes in a matter of seconds when you first meet him through a mutual friend
it was Jaehyun probably lmao he’s been trying to hook yall up for the longest time
and despite your protests, you still decided to go ahead and actually meet this mysterious Taeyong character
oml he’d knock the breath out of you bc he was so gorgeous
but also he was struggling to breathe as well bc wtf ??? he didn’t know Jae had such an attractive friend tbfh and now he’s sweatin hella
conversation will come pretty easily bc he’d know what you’re interested in and etc.
plus he’d be amazing at making all the first move bc admit it you’d be too scared to approach him
no matter how cool and mysterious he tries acting in front of you…………all of that goes out the window when you say something funny and he smiles
like ACTUALLY smiles like an ACTUAL sun not just a smirk
and that’s when you were like !!!!! I’m making him mine dammit
he’d be such a goofy boyfriend tbh
like I’d imagine he’ll never run out of compliments for you or ways to make you smile
and it’s so effortless man idk how he does it
his kids tease him all the time about this and it’s hilarious bc he’d be more embarrassed than you???????
it’s only bc he’s so unaware of everyone else’s presence around the both of you that he’ll literally come up behind you and nuzzle his lil nose into your neck and tickle your sides a lil
Johnny’s like “yall idk about the rest of u, but I’m gettin real tired of this disrespect while I’m tryna eat-”
sometimes he forgets that you’re not one the members
that he’s confused why he doesn’t see you backstage sometimes
“why’s taeyong hyung looking around like a confused puppy”
“idk I think he’s calling for y/n again lmao”
I mean you can’t blame him tho you’re always chilling w/ them at practice and plus they’d always hangout at your place afterwards and sometimes crash there cough haechan cough
it would be an understatement to say that he’d mother you
but like not in an overwhelming way ?
does that make sense or
like he’d always want to remind you to eat and stay hydrated and omfg just imagine like
he’d have your schedules on his phone as well just in case you forget
and he’ll send you a dozen texts bc he’s worried that you were going to be late oml
“y/n my love ur going to be late and miss the bus if u don’t leave now omg :o”
“bb relax, I know how to use a reminder on my phone lmao”
and you’d never tell him this but honestly it makes your heart flutter when he does stuff like that
as if you needed another reason to love him agahsjdkflg;
he’ll always tease you about having a crush on him in the beginning
and you’re like ?? boi u asked me out first, u held my hand first, u kissed me first///////
**shuts u up w a kiss** :)
he’d always be smiling in adoration @ you when he sees you w/ the NCT kids
like not even playing around and causing a havoc around SM lmaoo
just when they come to you for advice or when they’re thanking you over and over again for bringing them a snack
he knows dang well they love you and appreciate you
but what he doesn’t know it’s bc they genuinely believe you make him a better person and a better leader and wow just imagine how emo he’d be when they tell him this
he just stresses less when you’re around tbh
you’d probably be the only person that he’d let play w/ his hair
esp when he’s tired and laying in your lap
he’d struggle to stay awake aw
he doesn’t want to fall asleep bc it feels so nice just laying there and spending time w/ you during his schedules like he just wants you to hold him
did I mention he loves being the lil spoon :’)
he’ll start off by wrapping you in his arms and then suddenly you’ll find yourself enclosing your whole body around his and playing w/ his hair and stroking his neck and the next thing you know you’re both asleep wow I want this
coffee and park dates have become your guys’ thing like there’s no going back
he’d take hella pics of you and giggles like a lil kid when you do the same and whip out your phone
“everything I do is a pose, y/n”
yall would unintentionally match each other’s outfits sometimes
like his closet is full of your over-sized sweatshirts and vice versa
that you can’t even differentiate anymore tbh but hey he’s cool w/ that and it gives him a sense of belonging :’)))))))
like ye that’s all mine and that’s my shirt and those are my sweats and- wait y/n that better not be my snapback :o
Taeyong texts you pictures of him eating and he looks so adorable trying to convince you to come over
also tries being nonchalant and sending you shirtless pics just casually w/ him being all sweaty and lookin like a snacc
I do want to add something though: I get a lot of messages from babybats saying they wish they had my patience to do make-up or they wish they looked like me (why would anyone want that though, I honestly feel like a literal frog 99% of the time but that’s another story). The thing is, I don’t walk around with a full face of make-up or a corset on all the time. Right now I’m wearing sweatpants and a hoodie with my hair on a messy bun and no make-up on. Change the clothes to black jeans and a top, add some mascara and dark lipstick and you have my normal daily look, because that usually is the most practical and comfortable solution for me.
I don’t tend to take pictures of myself unless I’m all dolled-up. I try to take them in good light with my hair and face done and the outfit all ready down to the last detail. You probably wouldn’t even recognise me if you saw me on the street on a regular day, because I don’t take photos of myself on those boring days. I don’t always even do my eyebrows! What comes to clothes or make-up, I’m 26 years old and have been in the subculture for about 12 years. Building a wardrobe and learning the best make-up styles for your features take time. If you are in step 1 you can’t compare yourself to someone in step 10. Get inspired and gather experience but don’t feel defeated if you don’t “measure up” in your head because you’re just getting started!
The chances are that the people who you wish to look like don’t even look the way you think they do. We all know our angles, we use filters, and we all show only the best of ourselves to the Internet. We leave out the awkward smiles, the blemishes, our “bad” sides, the bad hair days, the messy rooms, the dirty clothes… Have you ever seen a side photo of my face? No, because I think it’s absolutely hideous so I don’t show it.
It’s okay to look up to people and take inspiration from them but don’t put yourself down comparing yourself to them because you have no idea how “real” that image of them is. I am not saying that I am not real when it comes to my selfies because it is still the real me in that moment. What I am saying is that those moments are glimpses into my life, not a depiction of it in its entirety. There is another side to everyone on the Internet and that side is not always as pretty or composed as it might seem, and you can’t compare yourself to someone when you only see their selected highlights.
Did anyone else have a rough day? I had a rough day. But I also got a special doujinshi package….
This doujin collection (plus one individual part which I may do a give away for because it was included in the collection) is about Jonathan and Dio living as a married couple and raising all the Jojos as little kids.
You read that correctly.
Johnny and Gyro are teens babysitting baby Joseph and Caesar, who get into battles.
Dio puts Jolyne in outfits for…some reason.
Kiddie Kakyoin and Jotaro use their stands to build sand castles
Dio comes home from a rough day at the office to Jonathan cuddles….
…and cuddles with someone else….
MORE FATHER SON CUDDLES CAUSE I LOVE THIS SHIT
This doujin series, Love Family, is the most ridiculous self indulgent thing EVER. And it made my crappy day a little better, as does the Jojo fandom <3 Despite the poor quality pictures I hope it made some of you happy as well. If anyone is interested in me actually scanning let me know, particularly if it will yeild a translation!
Also paging infectedscrew because omg, weren’t we just saying that Jonathan is totally Team Mom? And queenamileena because DioGio ;________; Baaaaaaaaaaw those two (three, really) make me so happy!
I actually finished this last week, so I’m sorry for posting the pics so late. This was made for my 6 year old nephew, who cosplayed as Link (in the Tunic of the Wild) for Sask Expo last weekend. He’s a lucky kid - there were 5 people working on the outfit for him, and we managed to pull it all together in the nick of time.
Unfortunately, I can’t share pictures of him in the cosplay because I would need his mother’s permission to upload pics of him here. To be honest, I don’t actually want her to know about this blog, so I didn’t ask. Sorry. Just take my word for it that he was super cute! ‘Cause he was. He had people coming up to him asking to take his picture, but he was being really shy so he wouldn’t let anyone. And he got tons of compliments.
Anyway, to make this Sheikah Slate I followed this tutorial: https://youtu.be/58XcW1UcOkA I made several changes here and there however, to make it look more accurate (mainly for the handle). I also did the batteries and switches for the lights differently because each switch was attached to a circuit board (thank goodness I had my dad to thank for helping me figure that part out!)
I really enjoyed working on this project. It had been a while since I’d done something crafty like this, and it was pretty fun to make.
Picture by: Peter van Veenendaal Anja LivingDreadDoll Tribe Riot
Well, that’s my happy face, because I am looking at my boyfriend Erik. Didn’t see him the entire week (we have different shifts when it comes to work). Did see him a couple of hours on a thursday and finaly did see him again that Saturday on Elfia. So I was really happy to be with him again <3
Okay so something in Thor Ragnarok confused me a bit, but I figured it out:
The outfit Loki wears on Sakaar is definitely blue and purple, but it has the same pattern as the one he wears when he comes in to the final fight at the end of the movie, so I’d thought it was just a trick of the lighting when it suddenly looked green and black. For a little while I thought maybe the lighting for Sakaar made it look blue/purple and the lighting for Asgard made it look green/black like some kinda blue/gold dress meme nightmare, but NO. Look at the bts promo content. Look at the promotional pictures. This full-tilt diva has two sets of the EXACT SAME OUTFIT but in different colors.
I guess my brain had been rejecting the idea as a kind of: Noooo, they wouldn’t do that, they’d just make a whole different outfit for going back to green/black again. Like either way they gotta make two costumes, might as well switch it up, right? but NOPE. FREAGIN.
the only reasonable explanation is that they wanted to get across just how much Loki is a full-tilt diva, dumpster-fire of an existence who panicked after finding out his big sister wore his fav colors first and tried to change it up but couldn’t let go of the Image he spent the last thousand years working on but also still /really/ liked that outfit
5/20 The unstable couple goes fishing! There’s a argument flashback towards the end. This chapter is finally here enjoy
The bell rung letting me know someone had walked into the store. I was lucky enough to be given the opportunity to work at Parakiss, a clothing store ran by my favorite designer Johji Koizumi. Baekhyun had caused us to meet by ‘accident’ leading to him asking me to run Parakiss in Korea while he was away in Paris. I was grateful in every way possible it’s bittersweet since Baekhyun uses it often to bribe me.
“Hi welcome to Parakiss.”, I greeted finally removing my eyes from the sketchbook I was looking at, my eyes landed on Yixing. He had sunglasses and a mask on but still, I knew it was him.
“Every time I walked into this store it’s completely different.” he laughed turning the open sign to the closed side. I had almost forgotten that Yixing and I planned to meet today, we needed to talk about the way Baekhyun had been acting lately. In all honestly I was surprised articles hadn’t shown up when blew up on me in that restaurant on my birthday. Once again, Baekhyun got things to go exactly his way.
“You know you’re not supposed to just open and close the store whenever you please.”, I giggle walking around the counter to greet him properly. Yixing would often swing by Parakiss, whenever he was on his way to practice. Before Taeyeon came back into the picture Baekhyun would often come too, now he’s mostly with her at SM.
“I like it better when no one’s in the shop with us.”, He chuckled sitting on the love seat running his fingers through some fabric. I took the remaining seat next to him and lifted my feet under my legs.
“So what’s up.”, I asked only half paying attention because I have 6 different outfits I need to make within 2 weeks. When I turned in the dresses Lisa and I made she assigned us 2 more design projects meaning I’ll be spending more time with Lisa. After the other day I don’t even know how I feel about her, especially not after hearing her conversation. It was painfully obvious that she was the other woman trying to play victim.
“I wanted to talk to you about Baekhyun.”, He said softly not knowing my reaction. “I can tell something is going on with the two of you.” Yixing was always the type to notice the absolute smallest details so I wasn’t surprised when I couldn’t slip this one past him. We honestly hadn’t been friends long because Baekhyun and I were so reserved with our relationship. I had only been friends with Yixing maybe 6 weeks before Taeyeon came back into the picture. I had met all of the members of EXO since I worked at SM and made the outfits for their Lotto music video, but, I never tried to become close with any of them.
“I wanted to talk to you about him too, I know you don’t mean it by anything when you get close to me yet, Baekhyun has been losing his shit over the smallest of things lately.”, I chuckled looking away from his strong gaze yes, I found Yixing attractive but, that didn’t mean I was romantically interested in him. I guess I was raised to be loyal to the ones you truly love, now when it comes to other men yeah I’m attracted still I never think of them romantically.
“I know, that’s what I wanted to talk about he blew up on me for telling you about the trip without telling him. I didn’t even think he was going to invite you since he invited Taeyeon to come.”, He started.. invited I was under the impression that the company happened to have her tag along. “I know he loves you though, that’s probably why he keeps blowing up on us. His heart is in a good place.”
Whatever, if his heart was in a good place he wouldn’t be thinking about how he needs to fuck two girls more than one.
“Yeah I know, it’s relieving in a sense knowing how much cares.”, I lied resisting the urge to roll my eyes.
“Kai was getting worried too we love you Y/N, just want to make sure everything’s alright.”, He smiled at me, Kai it’s been a few weeks since I’ve seen Kai. He was the other member that I had gotten close with however, he was always in a bitchy mood towards Baekhyun so I didn’t see him much.
“Whatever, go get me some food.”, I giggled standing back up to go behind the counter. Yixing got up as well to head back out the door.
“Spicy rice cake?”, He asked.
“Yeah, that sounds good.”,I muttered “Make sure to flip the sign on your way out.”
“I’m just going to end up flipping it back when I come back.”, He laughed walking out. I just shook my head as I watched him walk out of the door.
Three days have passed since I’ve seen Yixing, I would see him and the rest of the members today. I was currently packing the rest of the things while those two pieces of shit were in the shower. Surprisingly Baekhyun actually invited me in however, once again I declined him. I’ve been turning him down for sex a lot these days, unless I was really horny he wasn’t getting any from me. Taeyeon’s obnoxious moans could be heard all the way from the bathroom, trying my best to ignore it I stuffed the last couple t-shirts in my bag.
“You’re wearing those?”, I heard someone scoff behind, turning around to see Baekhyun naked with Taeyeon not far behind. He was purposely walking around naked, to get some type of reaction out of me. I couldn’t be bothered with him at this point.
“Yes I am, we’re going fishing on a boat it’s not fucking fashion week.”, I replied harshly zipping the rest of my items in a pocket on my bag. Baekhyun, just needed to stop talking honestly half the shit that come out of his mouth made zero sense. As I was getting ready to throw my bag over my shoulder I felt his arms wrap around my waist. Pulling my body closer to his body I felt his still semi-hard dick press against me.
“No need to get upset about it baby, you seem so irritated lately are you on your period? Is that why you never wanted to have sex, it’s be awhile since we’ve played.”, He whispered into my ear lips trailing down my neck. “I miss you”
“Stop, we have to leave in a minute-”, before I could finish my sentence his hand was going down my panties dipping into my core. I gasped getting ready to shove him away, but, his grip on me was too tight and his fingers were already inside of me moving around.
“You’re not on your period so what’s the problem baby?”, He asked removing his fingers showing me that there was no blood before sticking them inside of his mouth. This stupid piece of shit has no respect for boundaries, he was going to finger me on my period! I think BDSM is hot and all but not fucking period sex.
“Get the fuck away from me Baekhyun.”, I snapped clearly disgusted by what he just tried to do. When the fuck are the rest of the guys going to get here? We had to drive at least an hour until we got the boats. Taeyeon rolled her eyes and shoved at Baekhyun’s shoulder.
“Stop it Honey, let’s go downstairs.”, She spoke looking at him in a loving way. That bitch. She was giving him the ‘won’t you do anything for me’ look. Of course Baekhyun just had to do whatever the fuck she said.
“We’ll finish this conversation later okay Baby?”, He asked me while grabbing the clothes Taeyeon had handed him. He makes me fucking sick, doing whatever the fuck she wanted him too.
“Whatever.”, I muttered before lifting my hand showing Taeyeon my middle finger. She’s been so up Baekhyun’s ass lately it’s annoying. “Go downstairs I’ll be ready in a minute.”
“Y/N, be nice.”, Baekhyun growled as he slipped on some boxers before heading downstairs with the rest of his clothes. After finishing packing my things I went downstairs just to see that they weren’t even there. Sighing I went all the way down to the parking lot to see them along with the rest of EXO.
“Hey Y/N.”, Chen and the others greeted.
“It’s been a while princess.”, I heard Kai chuckle before pressing his lips against my forehead.
“Don’t fucking kiss her.”, Baekhyun scoffed roughly shoving me behind him bumping into Taeyeon.
“Don’t be so rough Baekhyun.”, Yixing snapped at him furrowing his eyebrows before giving me a small smile. “We have to leave soon are you okay with riding with me and Kai?” Switching my gaze over to Baekhyun who tried to look innocent in this situation.
“Am I not riding with you?”, I asked faking confusion, this asshole purposly piled up all of their shit in the backseat, even so I’m his girlfriend yet once again he’s choosing Taeyeon over me.
“There’s no room Babe and I want Taeyeon to ride with me we have some things to talk about nothing serious you know you can trust me.”, Baekhyun fake kindness as the others all shuffled into their cars.
“Why wouldn’t you want to ride with me?”, I asked Baekhyun a little pissed off. I hope he wasn’t stupid enough to think his band mates wouldn’t notice the fact that he was in a car for an hour alone with his ex girlfriend instead of his current one.
“There’s more than enough room for you in the car Y/N. We can always move some of the stuff ”, Taeyeon looked at me with pleading eyes not to start anything.
“No, I’ll go with Kai and Yixing I’d rather not go with you two and I haven’t hung out with them in a while anyway.”, I snarled at them watching Baekhyun’s eyes go dark. I was over the entire situation within a matter of seconds. Baekhyun being the dumbass he was didn’t realize he was leaving me alone with Yixing for a one when it’s been clear he doesn’t like me around him alone. Kai has been eyeing Baekhyun and Taeyeon funny since I came outside he clearly has a problem.
“Don’t wait up you know I drive slow.”, Yixing yelled to the others as he opened the backdoor for me.
“Come with us Y/N”, Baekhyun spoke lowly right as I was sitting down in the backseat.
“No, I’m fine here with them.”, I smirked before laying all the way down on the seats, I haven’t been getting much sleep lately so I was going to take advantage of the free sleep time.
“Goodnight sleeping beauty.”, Kai chuckled sarcastically getting into the passenger seat when Yixing started the car.
“Shut the fuck up Kai.”, I yawned getting comfortable into the seats.
“We’ll problably have to share a room is that okay?”, Yixing asked looking back at me.
“Yeah that’s cool.”
“Great.”, He muttered before pulling off causing me to fall into a deep sleep.
Kai carried my bags along with his as Yixing had his hand on my lower back. I’m pretty sure we were the last three ones to get on the boat since all of their cars were parked. Yixing pressed a button alerting the captain that the last three passengers were now on the boat. The boat shifted as little as it got further away from shore.
“Let’s go see which room they left us to settle with.”, Kai mumbled annoyed. Letting my thoughts sink in I wondered why Baekhyun didn’t even check on me once. All of these things he was doing made it easier and easier to hate him yet, sometimes it easier to love someone than to hate them.
“It can’t be that bad we’ll be here.”, Yixing tried to lift up the mood as a chuckled at his sorry ass attempt.
“You tried Yixing, you tried.”, I cooed walking ahead of them both to go see which rooms we had gotten. I hope Baekhyun hadn’t chosen a room with Taeyeon, not only would that make me look stupid it would make things so obvious at that point. However, knowing him the deed had already been done still, I wouldn’t let him ruin this for me I loved the sea. We walked down three hallways before we found our room. Opening the door so Kai could stumble in with our things we entered the room. Shit, I wasn’t expecting this it was a nice suite.
Kai threw our bags on the floor and landed on the red love seat with a loud sigh. Yixing gently put his bag beside one of the beds, before sprawling his body across the floor. Sitting next to him criss-cross applesauce I questioned him.
“All of that mattress for you to lay on and you still choose the floor?”
“The floor actually feels better on my hip.”, He chuckled turning to gaze at me with a smile. In front of us I could hear Kai grumbling curses.
“I need to get my damn hip checked out from carrying all of those bags.”, He grumbled rolling onto the floor a couple feet away from us. Yixing shook his head at the his younger member before rolling on his stomach head facing away from both of us.
“Seriously Y/N, why’d you have to bring so much shit?”, He complained.
“First of all Kai, I didn’t ask you to carry it second, I brought one bag while you brought 3 suitcases.”, I scoffed at him hearing Yixing let out a chuckle.
“Well excuse me for being a gentlemen the least you could do is kiss me. I’d ask to make love but, that can’t wait until later tonight.”, He winked at me while Yixing scowled at him.
“Don’t talk about her like that.”, He scolded the younger man while Kai just rolled his eyes.
“You couldn’t pay me to fuck you Kai.”, I giggle pushing my legs out laying on my back.
“Fine, then kiss me.”
“Go away little boy.”
“Come on kiss me.’, Kai giggled trying to climb on top of me. I don’t know what was going on but he wasn’t drunk or anything. Thankful Yixing gripped his hand around my ankle and pulled me towards him while Kai fell into a fit of laughter.
“Sorry Kai, I’d only kiss you if your were GD.”, I giggle sitting up on Yixing’s lap.
“What does GD have that I don’t?”, He fake cried burring his face into my knee.
“For starters talent.”, I retorted sarcastically while a gasp could be heard coming from Kai’s lips throwing the three of us into hysterical laughter.
“Come on guys I have something special to announce.”, Baekhyun grinned, he was jealous I could tell his grin was stiff. I didn’t know what he saw exactly but still, it didn’t really matter Baekhyun makes everything a big deal.
“Can’t you see we’re busy.”, Kai snapped at him stopping his laughter and wiping the smile off of his face. He whole mood just did a 180 as soon as Baekhyun had walked into the room.
“Watch your mouth kid, Y/N is the one I really want to come out anyways.”, He snapped back at kai. Yixing had dropped his hand from around my shoulder and gave Baekhyun a cold stare.
“It is pretty rude to just interrupt us like that Baekhyun, you never wanted us bothering you when Taeyeon was around at the studio.”, Yixing mumbled standing up offering his hand out to me.
“It’s pretty rude of you to be all over my damn girlfriend Yixing.”, Baekhyun snapped but, of course Kai couldn’t let that one go.
“It’s pretty rude of you to be with your ex girlfriend when your much better current girlfriend is here right now.”, Kai clapped back. “Besides can’t your little announcement wait until tomorrow?”
“Let’s just go now before he starts acting like a baby.”, I muttered taking Yixing’s hand lifting myself off of the ground.
As the four of us walked out of the the deck I saw the rest of EXO and Taeyeon standing there.
“Sorry it took so long they decided to be assholes today.”, Baekhyun chuckled sarcastically walking over to Taeyeon wrapping an arm around her shoulder. What the fuck is thinking?
“Taeyeon wasn’t invited to this trip by mistake.”, He started off while the rest of us stood beneath him and Taeyeon waiting for his next words. What the hell was he getting into? The way they were standing next to each made me feel extremely uncomfortable. It wasn’t out of jealously it was the way Taeyeon was acting, she was clinging to him like her life depended on it. She was never really open to PDA, since she liked to keep her relationships private but for some reason lately she’s been really touchy. “For awhile now I’ve known that my heart just wasn’t in the right place.”, He continued his little speech while I narrowed my eyes locking with his. No..He couldn’t be doing what I thought he was doing he knows damn well I’m not okay with this.
“No absolutely fucking not.”, I spat at him shoving against his chest. Baekhyun had just asked me to make the ‘relationship’ with him and Taeyeon public. I’m not okay with that, this isn’t even a relationship more like an arrangement. The relationship Baekhyun and I had wasn’t even public so why would I be comfortable with them going public for the second time?
“No Baby, it’s not like that I want to tell the world that you’re both my girls.”, He tried to reason with me.
“Stop just stop, I’m not okay with any of this you said you’d keep us separate. Why the hell would you bring this bullshit out public when you know I’m not even okay with Taeyeon being around.”, I shouted slamming my hand on the table.
“That’s enough Y/N, I’ve told you one too many times that I’m not just yours anymore. You are mine and so is Taeyeon, you two belong to me while I belong to the both of you. You’re being so insensitive towards Taeyeon and it’s making her feel really bad about herself Y/N”
“I mean shit I’d, feel bad about myself too If I broke up with my ex just squeeze my way back into his life when I was fully aware he had a girlfriend. You see the thing is I don’t think people are sluts, or whores because they sleep with a bunch of different people. I think they’re a whore when they do just that knowing that someone else is being hurt by their actions.”, As soon as the last word left my lips I heard glass falling down with a bang shattering onto the ground. Both of our eyes shifted towards the noise, Taeyeon was crouched down trying to pick up the glass cup she had just broken.
“Taeyeon, did you hear what she said? Don’t pick that up you’ll hurt yourself.”, He spoke softly towards her, the look in his eyes was filled with love and concern.
Her head was to the ground and her hands had stopped trying to pick up the pieces of glass, instead, they balled into small fists.
“Y/N.”, She spoke firmly.
“Please just mind your own business for once.”, I groaned getting ready to finish my conversation with Baekhyun. I seriously couldn’t even argue with him without her being there it’s so damn annoying.
“I’ve had it with your disrespect, I’m your senior and I demand to be treated as so, you and Baekhyun are both younger than me meaning you are not as wise. Baekhyun and I made the decision together to bring out our relationship public two versus one Y/N.”, She tried to threaten me, keyword tried. I respect people who respect me. I usually have no problem whatsoever respect my seniors because they’ve always given me proper respect back.
Was I really supposed to believe that Baekhyun fell back in love with her out of nowhere? They’ve had to have had spent time together or something because I work at SM Taeyeon wasn’t even in the building the time we got together, she was on hiatus like she is now. Either Taeyeon or Baekhyun had initiated this entire thing to start over again, besides, I met Taeyeon to get her measurements for her failed comebacks with Girl’s Generation. She knew I was his girlfriend yet smiled in my face like she wasn’t fucking around with him behind my back.
“At the end of the day for whatever dumb reason Baekhyun still wants me here. I’m already five seconds from slapping the shit out of you and walking out this door for good but, I can’t risk my career. The point is, I’m not okay with it and if Baekhyun still wants me here then he won’t be either.”, My glare went from her to him.
“Y/N, we can’t run from this forever I’ll give you some time but, I want our relationship to go public sometime, you can’t run from this forever accept the fact that Taeyeon is now in our relationship. I expect you to apologize to her for your harsh words.”, His voice low and steady.. He was pissed.
“I expected almost what a year ago, to still love you but things change don’t they?”, I spat back knowing exactly what I had said. The tension in the room had died and Baekhyun’s face went from stern and angry to hurt, desperate and confused.
Taeyeon’s jaw had tightened and tears began to fill to the brim in her eyes. What the hell was she going to start crying for, I’m the one who is really not happy in this relationship. Taeyeon has Baekhyun back and Baekhyun has Taeyeon back and me on the side when he wants to pretend to be interested in me. I had a lying manipulative ‘boyfriend’ with his ex girlfriend who I’m 100% positive that he cheated on me with. Due to that dumbass mistake I made when I was 18, I have no other choice but to stay in this relationship. My dream of becoming a designer is the only thing I have left anymore. As I turned my heel to go up the stairs I stopped to say one last thing.
“Don’t even think about trying to do it behind my back like you did this entire so called relationship. Knowing the both of you, you’d try to sneak and do it giving me no other choice but to accept, but, I’m telling you now if you do that Baekhyun you’ll regret it.”, I spoke clearly before heading up the stairs..
But here we are now, the two of them up there while I’m down here once again going behind my back. However, I wasn’t going to even try and stop them because if he did this Baekhyun’s really going to prove his respect for me against hers. At this point I just waiting until Baekhyun decided to get tired of me, then I’ll live in a big house making clothes and die alone. That’s exactly what I wanted at this point, to be alone. Taeyeon’s eyes flickered over to mine while her grip on Baekhyun’s shoulder tightened. This bitch knew exactly what the fuck she was doing yet, I was enjoying it.
“Y/n and I have been fighting a lot like I told you guys before, and Taeyeon has been filling up the void when I need her to. My heart isn’t with Y/N anymore, it’s with Taeyeon.”, He spoke looking me directly in the eye the entire time. Bingo, he said exactly what I knew he was going to say making me look like the bad one. I had almost forgotten he said this in front of the rest of EXO.
“Was this really the way to do things Baekhyun? By the looks of it Y/N, didn’t even know you were going to say this you’ve always been so selfish Baekhyun.”, Yixing spat out giving Baekhyun a cold stare, he looked so upset.
“No, it’s not like that Y/N, is still very much in the picture I’m just seeking other options. We’re on a break.”, He tried to justify making himself sound like a straight asshole. I mean shit you could’ve given me a little more respect ‘other options’ really, more like I’m a second option if he ever gets tired of Taeyeon.
“No we’re not.”, I deadpanned, I could tell by the look in his eye Baekhyun wanted me to tell them that we were in a poly relationship his little plan is going to backfire on him. He just gave me a reason to get away from him, honestly I am a little hurt. Why is it that Taeyeon and Baekhyun make all of these decisions behind my back? I had no say in anything at all it’s like he doesn’t even care if I have feelings or not. I felt a hand on my lower back, turning towards the person Yixing was giving me a worried gaze.
“What do you mean?”, He asked voice filled with concern while Suho gently tried to get Yixing to calm down. Kai was upset as well, you could see it written all over his face. Kai was never okay with Taeyeon being in the picture and he often yelled at Baekhyun whenever he was rude to me. The next few words that come out of my mouth are ones that I’ve wanted to say for a long time.
“It means I’m done once again, Taeyeon, you got exactly what you wanted the both of you did.”, I laughed harshly feeling Kai wrap a firm grip around my shoulder damn it, he was pissed.
“What the fuck did you do Baekhyun getting back together with that bitch ! Did you forget what happened when she first broke up with you? You cried like a punk for days Baekhyun and now you repeating the same steps”, Kai spat the words towards the two of the them filling the words up with hatred. Something obviously had to have happened for Kai to be this upset over someone else’s relationship.
“It’s not like that Kai, I was feeling unloved from Baekhyun and decided to break up with him now he’s feeling the same way I did with her.”, Taeyeon decided to speak up. This stupid bitch just doesn’t know when to stop does she? I was getting ready to snap on her when Yixing beat me to it.
“Maybe that was Baekhyun’s fault did you even think to consider Y/N’s feelings in this? You didn’t because both of you are so insensitive, then you tried to push all of the blame on Y/N like this is her fault. If Baekhyun was a real man and really cared about her, he would’ve spoke to her about before running his sorry ass back to you.”, He shouted stepping away from me and more towards them. Why were they getting so angry about this I don’t understand? This is the second time I’ve seen Yixing stepping out of his character to shout at a woman.
“Either way it doesn’t change the fact that Baekhyun’s a dumbass for throwing Y/N out just because she isn’t sucking his dick whenever he wants it or the fact that Taeyeon is still a whore.”, Kai growled pulling me closer towards him, even though he was angry he was rubbing my shoulder gently letting me know he was there. I didn’t like the fact that they were pushing themselves into I didn’t want this to affect their relationship with Baekhyun. However, at this point you can clearly tell that Kai has had his blood boiling towards Baekhyun for some time now.
“Stop, just stop, I don’t even care anymore.”, I chuckled harshly surprising everyone on the boat.
“I want to talk to her in private.”, Baekhyun stated I could see the look in his eyes it’s the same look he gives me whenever I even mention anything about another male, he was scared. He was jealous, scared, and desperate for me not to leave.
“Go it’s not going to change anything my mind is set.”, I spoke to the rest of them. “Especially you, just being in this room with you makes me sick to my stomach so hurry the fuck up.”, I glared at Taeyeon as she gave me an unfamiliar look of pity.
“Even if she takes I’m back I won’t allow them to be in the same room alone after this. Baekhyun you really need to get your shit together.”, Chen said throwing him a look of disgust.
“Let’s go Taeyeon, I need to have a word with you anyways.”, Suho spoke turning around already leading the rest of the members out.
“Don’t fucking say anything rude to her Suho!”, Baekhyun shouted before she began walking out with them our eyes locking the entire time. “I don’t care what any of you say to me but, I love her and I won’t allow the disrespect towards her.”
“Stop Baekhyun I’m a grown woman I can handle myself.”, Taeyeon responded walking off in front of Suho.
“Can’t handle yourself whenever you’re walking around riding dick.”, Kai blew under his breath causing me to stifle a giggle.
“Kai enough! Do not speak to her like that.”, Baekhyun threatened. “Or you’ll regret it.”
“We’ll be waiting for you in the my room.”, Yixing whispered before walking off.
“I’ll be waiting for you in the kitchen.”, Kai spoke towards Baekhyun making his words sound like a threat.
They were gone now it was the two of us face to face, the way it should’ve been from the start. I’ve given up so much for him already and he’s done nothing for me, not only that I’m giving up something so important by leaving him.
“What the hell is your problem.”, He whispered taking a step towards me. “You did the exact opposite of what I wanted you to do, us breaking up really?”
I small smirked tugged at my lips before I repeated the words I had said earlier.
Description: After his European tour Shawn traveled North America not failing to sell out every show. He was finally coming home, and his parents invited y/n to a welcoming home party. She doesn’t know if she should go or not, but when she makes her decision she wonders if it’ll be any good.
I’ve decided to make this a little series. I don’t know how long I want to make it. It could be only three parts or it could be ten. Hope you enjoyed. (: please send feedback!!
Plot: You’d gotten straight A’s all your life, lived exactly how your parents wanted. You never went to parties, you never drank, you never had a boyfriend, you were going to become a doctor. And now that you’re done with high school and on your way to your parents’s dream school, it’s time to live a little. You moves in to your dorm and decide to go to Blake’s Tattoo Parlour to get your very first tattoo. Once there, you meets the artist and things take a much different turn.
Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Reader
Warnings: mentions of scars and scarring, stress, panic attack
A/N: Let’s just pretend that this shop was just having a very slow day. Pls amuse me. I love y’all. Thank you for your endless support. I hope I don’t let y’all down. (ps this is kinda shitty) (pps no gifs are mine)
“I can do this,” you take a deep breath and push open the doors of the small dim-lit tattoo shop. “It’s just a little tattoo. I can do it. I have to do it.”
You take a seat at the waiting area and take a few deep breaths. You were tired of being the goody two shoes, tired of all the stress that was eating you alive. So you decided to take a step back and do something for yourself. And what better way to rebel than to get a cute little tattoo? Maybe you’d get a daisy. Or should you get a rose to make more of a statement? And where would you get it?
“Hello?” Your thoughts are interrupted by a voice, a male voice with an odd accent that you couldn’t put your finger on. You look up to see a scruffy, tan young man. Whoa, who’s this?
“Yes?” You stand and looks at the man nervously. This man was the exact opposite of the workers you’d imagined. He was young and had a bit of scruff, his deep dark eyes almost blended in with his curly locks.
“You’re here to get a tattoo, correct?” The beautiful man smiles, pushing back the few strands that had managed to fall forward. You nod, slightly dazed due to the god of a man standing in front of you. “Well I’m the owner of this store, and the only artist here today.”
“Oh,” you find your voice and it feels the nerves are taking over you almost completely. “Yes, I’m here to get a tattoo.”
“Perfect. Come on, I’ll take you to the back to get everything started. Follow me.” The man smiles and begins heading to the back. “My name’s Bellamy.”
“I’m Y/N.” You blush as the two of you reach the room and Bellamy turns to you. You slowly push up your glasses and straighten out your plaid skirt.
“That’s a beautiful name. It fits you,” Bellamy smiles as he takes in your picture-perfect, preppy-schoolgirl outfit before pointing to a reclining chair in the room. “Sit here, please.”
You oblige and realize that you don’t have a copy or an exact design of what you want. How could I be so stupid? Of course, the one day that I steps out of the boundaries, I forget everything. He must think I’m a complete idiot.
“Wait! I don’t have a picture of what I’d like. I don’t even have an idea of what I want.” You begin to panic and Zayn recognizes the symptoms. Many people who come for their first tattoo freak out, especially girls who appeared as you do. Hell, Bellamy himself went through hell the first time he stepped out of line.
“Hey, hey. Look at me.” he lifts your head up to look at him. “Breathe and tell me why you’d like a tattoo. Tell me why you wanted to get a tattoo.”
Bellamy sits in his chair on the side of your recliner and waits for you to speak.
“A-are you not busy? Will I not take up your time?” you look around, embarrassed that you’re going through this.
“Wait here.” Bellamy leaves the room and walks back in five minutes later. “I locked the door and turned off the lights. So, you’re free to tell me.”
“Why are you being so nice?” You look at the handsome man, your brows furrowed as he chuckles and shakes his head. “You could have easily turned me away.”
"No, I couldn’t have. I’m being nice because you remind me of myself when I first came into this exact shop. Clean shaven, dressed up in khaki pants and a button up blue polo. I came here to rebel and tune out the stress.”
“What..?” You look up at Bellamy, slightly in shock. “But you-you’re so…”
“So not preppy? I know, love.” he smiles at you and rubs the back of his head. “But I was once. I followed the rules, every rule actually. I even had the rule books memorized!”
“No!” You exclaim, a large smile on your face just as Bellamy had hoped.
“Of course not. I’m joking. But I was a rule follower. I did everything by the book. It was difficult.” He shakes his head and looks at you. “I understand why you want to get a tattoo.”
“I feel so trapped. I need to get a tattoo,” you sigh and look around. “I want one. I’m sure. I just need help deciding what and where.”
“Well, get something that’s important to you: an object, an animal, a plant, a word, a piece of art,” Bellamy grabs a drawing pad and smiles warmly at you. “A tattoo is something that means something to you enough to have it on your skin forever.”
“You’re right,” you shyly look up at the young man, feeling as though you’d known him forever. “And where should I get it?”
“Well, I’d stay away from anything too painful, especially since it’s your first time. Steer clear of any parts of your body with protruding bones, like your elbows and knees. No knuckles this time either.” Bellamy winks at you and you can feel yourself turning red.
“This time, right.” You chuckle and sit back, thinking. “Well I-uh I have scars across my stomach and I wanted to cover at least a part of them with a black and white tree. I know that’s cliche, but I think I’d like that.”
“Of course, love. Just give me a moment to sketch a little something, and you can tell me what you think of it, okay?” Bellamy smiles softly at you, almost as though he understands your pain.
“Yes, of course,” you nod and he begins drawing the kind of tree you reminded him of: a beautiful weeping willow. You wait for a few moments and before you know it, Bellamy shows you the tree.
“Voila!” He smiles wide and hesitantly shows you his drawing. Your eyes widen and you look up at him.
“Wow. I didn’t know you-I can’t-wow. Yes. I love it!” Your compliment brings a blush to Bellamy’s cheeks as he lets out a sigh of relief.
"Perfect. Lay back and we can get started.”
“Would it be easier if I took my shirt off?” You bite your bottom lip in anticipation.
“That’s not necessary. You can just lift your shirt up and I will work around it,” Bellamy smiles and sets up his equipment as you lift your shirt up.
“I’m ready when you are,” you blush, lifting your shirt up and closing your eyes as you wait for criticism. "I know my scars are bad, if it makes you uncomfortable at all, I-I understand. They’re older scars; they look even wierder now.”
“You may want to hold something between your teeth, it may hurt a bit love,” Bellamy nearly winces at the sight of your scars but doesn’t say anything about it. Good god, these were bad. His scars weren’t even this bad. He knows you’re insecure, that you’ve received unfathomably rude comments and he hates that. "Love? Your scars aren’t your whole story. They’re part of it, but don’t let anyone tell you that the scars are all you are.”
“Thank you. Thank you so much,” you smile due to Bellamy’s kind words, letting them sink in while he smiles at your thoughtful expression, happy that his words at least partially hit home. “I’ll hold my sweater between my teeth. Does that work?”
“Yes, of course. That works,” he scoots closer and takes a deep breath. “I’m gonna start right here,” he points at your left hip, “and end here,” he places his hand on your ribs. “It’ll take at least two hours, so please let me know when you want to stop. We can take a breather whenever you’d like,” Bellamy’s words sooth you as he places his design against your side. "Ready?”
You nod and bite down against your sweater. Zayn breathes and begins. He outlines the design, stopping every few minutes to make sure you’re okay. You continue urging him on, and two hours later, you had a tattoo. A breathtaking tattoo.
“Bellamy!” You squeal for what seems like the tenth time in a minute. “I love it so much!” You can’t stop checking out your tattoo in one of the many mirrors in the shop. "Thank you so much. Really.”
“It was my pleasure, honestly,” Bellamy can’t help but to smile widely at you as you stare at the tattoo.
"And how much is it? It’s a large design, so I brought my card. I didn’t know how much it’d be. My friend–” you ramble and Bell places a finger against your lips to quiet her. The intimate actions tints your cheeks and causes a smile to erupt on the handsome artist’s face.
“This one’s on me,” he removes his fingers and shrugs, lifting a hand up to keep you from arguing. “Next one is on you. My first one was on the house, so yours will be too. It’s a tradition I like to uphold.”
“How do you know there will be a next one?” You smile az Bellamy smirks.
“Trust me. It’s like an addiction. And,” he looks at you, holding your hands in his as his face grows somber, “next time you want to hurt yourself, come here and get a tattoo or come here and see me. I want to help.”
You look up at the freckle-faced man in front of you and smile warmly at him, finally feeling hopeful.