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Major Key Alert: The Perfect Shave

Summer is just under one month away and many of us who have been hibernating in all regards are elated to start the Summer ‘16 festivities. We’re taking the word of many fine people all over and saying if your hibernation includes a complete obliteration of the word “shaving” from your vocabulary, we have you covered. We’ve compiled our best kept secrets for the finest shave that you’ll ever know but we’d also like to give you a fair warning… you will not be able to stop feeling your legs, these tips leave your skin so soft, it’s almost unapproachable. 

Myths Debunked!

1) It’s a common myth that not shaving for a period of time until just prior to needing to shave, will result in maximum smoothness, this is entirely incorrect. The faster you get into the habit of shaving, the smoother your legs, arms, etc. will be. So if you have a date, party, seance, make sure you start several days before to ensure the smoothest shave when it is really necessary. 

2) Shaving with Oil - yes, we fulllllllllyyy recommend shaving with oil but this needs to be expanded on just a tad. Per our experience and we’ve tried every oil under the sun (coconut, argan, rosehip, olive, castor, you name it!) Extra Virgin Olive Oil is the absolute crème de la crème of oils to shave with. Not only is EVOO the most hydrating for us but it also for some reason leaves us completely smooth longer. Our great Aunts to our best friends have aggrandized coconut oil for every use under the sun but we’re telling you; EVOO leaves us smooth for 3-4 days while coconut oil is a mere 1-2 days, tops! 

ALSO, on the topic of oil, it’s extremely tricky to shave with but here’s a no frills account of how we do:

-Pour about 1/4c of EVOO in a container and place in shower with you. 

-Allow the steam of the shower to soften your hair follicles for at least 5 minutes. 

-Once your skin is feeling supple, take a quarter size amount of oil into your hands and massage it onto your leg for around 2 minutes (or whichever body part you’re shaving, just make sure to massage each body part in between shaves i.e. massage oil into left leg, shave left leg, then repeat steps for each body part of your choosing.)

- When the leg is coated, rinse your razor and begin shaving against hair growth, making sure to rinse the razor head completely every 2-3 swipes to prevent clogging. 

MAKE SURE TO KEEP THE SKIN COMPLETELY MOISTURIZED WHILE SHAVING! IF YOU’RE NOT THE QUICKEST SHAVER, NO WORRIES. JUST MAKE SURE TO RINSE THE SKIN EVERY FEW SWIPES! 

Skin that is not adequately dampened is the #1 cause for nicks while shaving. 

Once done go ahead and massage the remaining oil into the skin, you’ll be a walking heart-eye emoji for the next couple of days. After leaving the shower, we like to moisturize again with our Leighis Butter for an absolute goddess radiance.

3) Ingrown Hairs and Itchiness after Shaving. To prevent ingrown hairs and itchiness after shaving, we recommend two things. One- Use a toner over shaved areas after shaving. We recommend Witch Hazel or your own DIY Sea Salt Toner or ACV toner, just send us an ask if you need the recipe. Two- Exfoliate! We dry brush 3 times a week at least to keep the dead skin at a minimum. We also whip up a quick Pineapple Mask that we use over our entire body as a chemical exfoliant which we prefer over scrubs. Shaving also helps to remove dead skin, so the more you do it (as long as it’s in a hygienic, safe fashion) the less issues you’ll have with ingrown hairs and itchiness. 

4) Men razors give a closer shave than women razors. I believed this for so long! My absolute favorite razor was the Gilette Fusion, my step-dad had purchased a bulk of them from Sam’s Club and I was completely hooked for years until trying my favorite now, the Schick Hydro Silk which has the smoothest glide ever! We’ve done our research, Gilette uses the same razor blades for their men and women lines and we’ve read that it mostly comes down to the angle of blade, the curvature of the razor head, and the handle as a whole. Overall, we like that women’s razors are designed for the hair on our most commonly shaved areas (i.e. legs, bikini, and underarms) so we’re voting Women’s over men’s any day but we implore you to experiment for yourself. We just recommend a razor of quality with at least 4 blades, the Schick Hydro Silk and the Gilette Fusion both have 5 and that you change the razor head as soon as it dulls.

Here’s just a few more pointers:

- There’s no need to push down hard when shaving! Simply glide the razor over the skin in straight, controlled strokes. 

- Shaving with oil is going to extend the life of your razor, which is great for your bank account and no more poisonous shaving creams but you’ll have to spend a few more minutes cleaning the razor. After each use, we rinse our razor head, soak it in an alcohol solution for a few minutes, then take a cotton swab with alcohol, and dab it clean. This is necessary and will prevent infection just in case of a nick.  

- If you do happen to cut yourself while shaving, just rinse with cold water, cleanse with hydrogen peroxide, treat with Neosporin, and cover with a cool bandaid (recommend: Spongebob or the Simpsons [our aura is Yellow])

Lastly, if you’re feeling fancy, soak in a warm bath tub enchanted with a natural bath bomb, we use the Leighis Goddess Bath Velvets  to start a really penetrative moisture. These bath velvets are no joke when comes to moisturizing so much so that the oil isn’t even necessary but we use it anyway. After daydreaming in the tub for around 20 minutes, we feel our legs, ascend to heaven, come back, shave, ascend again then moisturize once more. But this is almost lethal luxury! We reserve it for birthdays, Christmas, and every Thursday because Treat. Yo. Self. 

We hope this helps! Thanks for reading, our ask is open for advice! 

With so much love and so much light,

Curly Leighis 

A Million Reasons

Characters:  Dean x Reader, Sam

Summary:  Dean keeps pushing the reader away.  Will she stay?

Word Count:  1442

Warnings:  Angst

A/N:  I’m currently obsessed with A Million Reasons by Lady Gaga, which inspired this. 

Tags are at the bottom. As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.

Originally posted by won-der-land89

A Million Reasons

Rolling over in the bed, you sigh, realizing Dean isn’t next to you. Not that you’d expect it, not lately. You know where he is. Either at a bar or in the library drinking whiskey, or passed out on whatever surface seemed the most appealing in a drunken stupor.

You can’t remember the last time he’s smiled at you, or held you or said a kind word. Lately, it had been a constant stream of arguments and tears. The pain was bone deep, the hurt, the rejection that you felt on a daily basis, it was wearing you down.

Trying to wait it out, trying to be supportive, giving him space, it was taking a toll on you. It was breaking you. You were running out of reasons to stay.

———–

Sam hears her sobs through the bedroom door as he makes his way to the kitchen. He hesitates, his hand on the knob. He doesn’t know if he should try to comfort her or if he should give her the dignity of privacy.

What he does know is that it can’t keep going on this way. Dean is lost is his own grief, angry and bitter, hiding in his cups and taking his pain out on the both of them. She gets the brunt of it, and it kills Sam. She doesn’t deserve it.

Sam is just about to turn the knob when he hears the bunker door swing open and the heavy tread of Dean’s boot on the staircase. He shifts back and forth from foot to foot trying to decide which direction to go.

With a heavy sigh, he removes his hand from the knob and turns to confront his brother.

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Real Uses for Coconut Oil

okay so by now hopefully everyone knows to NOT use coconut oil as a facial moisturizer. it clogs your pores SO bad

and of course, we all know the wonders coconut oil can do for your hair, so I won’t bother talking about that, but here’s what else you can use coconut oil for

my personal favorite use: mosquito repellant. no really, it works. this is my favorite because the repellants you buy in stores smell so bad, but this is an all natural repellant that is super easy to use and won’t leave that disgusting smell. add an essential oil (my favorites are peppermint or lemongrass) to keep those mosquitoes away!

lip balm! coconut oil has a tiny bit of SPF in it, so it’s perfect for those winter months when you want a bit of UV protection while you keep your lips hydrated

mix it with some brown sugar for a body scrub!

use coconut oil to shave your legs - I prefer olive oil, see the post here, but this works well too

Hope this helps!

The Ultimate Beauty List™

Face: -Moisturizer
-Face Mask
-Night Cream
-Resurfacing Peel
-Acne spot treatment
-Dark spot corrector
-Eye Cream
-Lip scrub
-Lip moisturizer
-Teeth whitening strips
-Face scrub
-Toner/Astringent
-Face steam mix
-Eye serum
-Neck serum

Face:
-Moisturizer
-Face Mask
-Night Cream
-Resurfacing Peel
-Acne spot treatment
-Dark spot corrector
-Eye Cream
-Lip scrub
-Lip moisturizer
-Teeth whitening strips
-Face scrub
-Make-up remover wipes
-Face cleanser
-Pore strips
-Blackhead remover


Make-up
Face: Face primer
-Color corrector
-Concealor
-Foundation
-Translucent powder (NO flashback!)
-Contour Kit
-Beauty blender
-Powder brush
-Full-face brush
-Setting spray
-Powder 2 shades lighter than skin tone
-Powder 2 shades darker than skin tone
-Highlighting kit
-Liquid illuminator
-Oil-blotting sheets
-Blush
-Pore Minimizer
-BB Cream
-Bronzer
-Kabuki brush

Eyes: Eyelid primer
-Underye primer
-Eyeshadow (matte, metalic, cream)
-Eyeliner (liquid, pencil, and gel)
-Mascara
-Eyelash glue
-False eyelashes
-Eye-pencil sharpener
-Clear mascara
-Loose glitter
-Glitter primer
-C brush, blending brush, smudge brush

Eyebrows:
-Eyebrow pomade
-Eyebrow color
-Eyebrow shapers
-Tweezers
-Eyebrow setting gel
-Angled brush

Lips: Lip primer
-Lipstick (nude, pink, and red)
-Lipgloss (clear, sheer pink, red)
-Lip pencils (nude, red, pink)
-Liquid lipstick
-Lip brush

Hair:
-Nice quality wig (protect your identity!)
- Moisturizing conditioner
-Protein conditioner
-Protein Recontructor (use every six weeks)
-Co-wash
-Stripping shampoo
-Liquid moisturizer
-Cream moisturizer
-Sealant (oil, shea butter, ect)
-Hair scissors
-Blow dryer
-Flat Iron
-Wig stand
-Bobby pins
-Hairspray
-Hair ties
-Curling iron
-Perm rods
-Flexirods
-Leave-in conditioner
-Denman brush
-Comb set (check to make sure they have no seams)

Skin & Body
-Lotion
-Body scrub
-Razors
-Shaving cream
-Body oil
-Body foundation (for scars, uneven skin-tone, discoloration)
-Neck cream
-Deodorant (aluminum free)
-Shea butter
-Body cream/butter
-Sunscreen
-Skin brush (for skin brushing)

Hands & Nails:
-Acrylic tips
-Acrylic liquid
-Acrylic powder
-Nail primer
-Acetone polish remover
-Non-acetone polish remover
-Oval nail brush
-Nail polish
-Nail glitter
-Nail designs
-Nail tape
-Orange-wood stick
-Nail slippers
-Acrylic nail clippers
-Nail stencils
-3D nail art
-Base coat
-Top coat
-Lint-free wipes
-Dotting tool
-Hand cream
-Hand lotion
-Hand scrub
-Cuticle oil
-Nail oil
-Nail file
-Fine grit nail buffer
-Soft nail buffer
-Electric nail buffer
-Cotton balls
-Q-Tips
-Face masks
-Practice hand
-Gel polish
-UV curing lamp
-Nail resin
-Resin activator
-Rhinestone picker
-Sponges

Feet
-Foot scrub
-Foot lotion
-Foot cream
-Callous remover
-Hydrating socks

Shark week survival guide.

Today I woke up ridiculously bloated only to discover I got my period a day earlier. Anyways it’s actually a relief since there was a small fear in the back of my mind that I might have gotten myself in trouble, after drinking my ass off and then fucking the barman (I had the suspicion that he might have taken the condom off later during sex, which he later reassured me he didn’t but you can never be too safe with men…) I am also planning to test myself for STD’s not that he had something but you know just to be safe and out of respect for my future partners. Anyways enought of this nonesense drama, so my bloating is like… extravagant! It might be the fact that I was sick and im still on antibiotics(they have recked havoc on my gut :’/) but im feeling so bad and I thought I’d share with you my advice on how to get through this.

Time to wash all that blood off…

-A hot bath.                                                                                                         Not too hot and avoid it all together if you’re a heavy bleeder. It will help ease the cramps though and relax you in general, we all know how cranky we get during that time. Add some vanilla, you favorite bath melt or some essential oils (but for gods shake no shower gels! Remember the Kitty post?) Treat yo’self princess.

-Loads of water.                                                                                                  A hydrated uterus is a happy uterus. Everything will function much better plus drinking water will help release some of that water weight your belly’s been holding onto for dear life.

-Tea.                                                                                                                     Tea’s like water but also good for your soul. Go for green tea for a punch of antioxidants, chamomile tea because you’re a fucking fairy and you love your floral water or lipton cupcake tea beacause you’re on your period and you feel like it. (optional add-ins: honey, coconut sugar, maple syrup.)

-Pamper yourself.                                                                                              Shave, wash your hair, scrub, apply a thick coat of that delicious body butter, spray your favorite perfume, change your sheets, light a candle or two, play some music or watch your favorite series (Supernatural fans I’m looking at you…)

-Don’t eat unhealthy.                                                                                         I know baby girl, I know, those donuts are calling your name and there’s a tub of ice cream waiting to be bought just from you, but I promise you, you’ll feel like crap after all that… So skip the french fries and reach for some fresh salad or a nice plate of spaghetti al pomodoro fresco e basilico (Cause you’re a fancy bitch).

-Do eat though.                                                                                                    Fresh fruits and veggies, legumes, meat… all that stuff’s so good for you and your tummyin distress. Keep full so you don’t get extra bitchy but also fuel your body correctly. It will help with all the pms symptoms.            

-Exercise.                                                                                                              No, bad girl, don’t just slouch on your couch all day. Those cramps sure are a hell of an excuse to nap extensively but it won’t do you any good. Do sleep adequetly but get up and get active! You’ll feel so much more energized.

-Bonus tips:

Avoid tampons, they’re extremely unhealthy, opt for pads or menstrual cups instead.

Rinse your coochie after every visit to the bathroom with plenty of lukewarm water and carry baby wipes with you when you go out. ( I like to use babywipes in general but especially during my period as they clean everything so much better and freshen you up!)       

Carry an “emergency” bag. Have some pads,a clean pair of underwear, your babywipes, some tissue and a wet bag for accidents. Keep one in your purse, in your car, at your boyfriends house, work, school, etc… Plus try and keep an extra pair of pants wherever possible.

Minimalistic school glow up

Glow up for the studyblr minimalist. Tips on how to stay pretty, healthy and on top of your school work while being clutter free!

  • Skin - Glycerin attracts moisture and works as a primer. ACV restores skin ph. Salicilic acid (aspirin) and vitamin c (oranges lol) make your skin glow. Don’t use products with bad alcohol or any kind of fragrances.
  • Teeth - brush teeth with a powdered tooth paste. It’s better for your health (no additives to make it liquid) and better for the environment (more transportable). Add in baking soda or activated charcoal to give a whitening effect.
  • Makeup remover - taking off your makeup with oil is fine. 
  • Nails - Most nail polishes are toxic.
  • Hair - Sleep on a satin pillow case, only wash your hair with shampoo 2 times a week. Don’t brush, detangle with your fingers. Protect the ends of your hair with an oil. For shiny hair, rinse with ACV. 
  • Shaving - first scrub with sugar and olive oil then use coconut oil for shaving. Mens razors are better and cheaper.
  • Sun protection - most sun screens are toxic. Zinc cream doubles as an UVA filter. Products like shea butter have a low SPF, carrot oil has a high SPF and you can actually make it yourself. 

  • Health - Heal your gut. Start with taking probiotics and eating at least 500 grams of (raw) vegetables a day. Like eat a bag of carrots every day.
  • Vitamins - Wake up with the sun and go outside at least half an hour a day to get your vitamin D. Other supplements  you should considerate are vitamin b12, magnesium and zinc. 
  • Exercise - Work out everyday. 
  • Cheap diner ideas - wraps with beans and lettuce; coconut milk, curry paste, vegetables and rice with nuts; zucchini noodles with carrot and (white) beans; chili with tortilla chips. Lots of herbs.
  • Garden - growing your own herbs and vegetables like radish is cheaper and healthier than things from the super market.
  • Frozen - buy frozen food, it’s is cheaper and healthier. 
  • Stationary - All you need for college is a your planner/bullet journal, markers, a pen and one notebook for all your subjects. Just start an index so you have a place where you can find exactly what you need. 
  • Digital - Type up your notes every day on your laptop. 
  • Apps - Use OneNote, pocket and Mendeley. 
  • Desk - only put stuff on your desk you actually need. I have all my stuff in a transportable cart so I can place it near my desk and when I go to sleep I put it next to my bed. 
  • Take five to ten minutes before studying to go through everything on your desk and take off anything that you are not immediately using to study.
  • Don’t keep stuff from previous semesters - you don’t need it! “I should look up that paper from three semesters ago…” said NO ONE EVER.
  • Clothes - 10 t-shirts, 2 jeans, 2 shorts, 2 jumpers, 1 cardigan is enough. Use the time you needed to pick your clothes 
  • Shoes - one pair of boots, one pair of sandles, high heels and sneakers is more than enough. 
  • Socks - buy the same pairs of socks, you don’t have to roll them up. Just toss ‘em in the drawer.  
  • Shopping clothes - don’t buy anything. Only if you love it. And if you love it, buy more of it. Like if you love a t-shirt, buy it in another colour. And whenever you buy a bra, buy more than one piece of panties that match.
  • Shopping in general - don’t buy stuff. Spend your money on experiences like getting drunk, thank me later lol. If you don’t drink just go to the zoo or something like that. 
  • Washing - just wash your clothes by hand they’ll look better in the long run. Also buy one bowl, one glass, one… you name it. 
  • Social media - don’t use it. Don’t browse on your phone. Delete every account you don’t necesserily need, except your tumblr. 
  • Dorm - If you’re moving, get one bed (or just a mattress), a desk, a lamp and a chair and some place to store your clothes. And a plant or two. Everything else is extra. If you want to decorate, just change your wallpaper. 
  • Clutter - makes you stressed. College is already stressful enough. Declutter. Throw away duplicates. 
  • Selfies - clutter your phone. They don’t have any purpose. Take photos of special moments with your friends instead.

Good luck xx

F(x) Reaction to: Your First Time Together

Anon: can you do snsd and fx’s reaction to your first time together

snsd version: here!

Masterlist :)


Victoria: She sees it as a big deal, as the next step in a serious relationship. It’s something she plans for, with candles and dinner and plenty of kisses.

Originally posted by withfx

Amber: She thinks it’s a natural next step in the relationship so she’s not as nervous as Victoria. When it happens it happens, even if her underwear is mismatched and her legs could do with a shave. It’s not something she plans for, she just lets it happen naturally.

Originally posted by mmmmmilikeamber

Luna: She knows she trusts and loves you so she feels nothing but excitement to experience this new form of intimacy. She has it all planned out … She is shaved, scrubbed and smelling like strawberries in her brand new lingerie.

Lucky you ;)

Originally posted by periwin5les

Sulli: She’s not ashamed of her sexuality or her body, so this is nothing she’s worried about. She’s ready for this next level and knows she fully trusts you.

Originally posted by choissul

Krystal: Although she’s ready and wants this, she’s nervous. Sex is a big deal and the fact that you’ve reached this stage in the relationship means a lot. Only when you’re both 100% ready, will your first time take place.

Originally posted by strippermuffins

I’ve found me a lovely human being. 

And I brought myself. 

The parts of myself that are afraid to have a pimple, or a bloated belly. The parts that are willing to go hungry to keep my muffin top from rolling over the waistband of my pants. The parts of me that scrub and shave and pluck hair and then apologize when coldness hits my skin creating goosebumps and prickles.  

I forgot this scared girl existed. She, and her lunatic tendencies were shut down. Her odd inability to accept her own humanness and the possibility that humanness is what someone is looking for had been buried under months of reading and journaling and positive self growth. But today she will lay naked with somebody awake for hours, frozen in her inability to drift. Fear that her body will betray her. Her body will sweat and snore and fart and drool and all of those daytime efforts for perfection will be ripped to pieces. 

But I’m tired. And she’s a lot of work to maintain in her lunatic perfection. And my lovely human being is human with a desire for human companionship. My human companionship. I’m holding back for fear of rejection with someone who’s declaring their acceptance. 

Fear is a tricky fucking thing. 

I’ve fed it. Those times I lay there unable to sleep. Or I forgo that meal to keep lean and small. Or when I spend just two more moments grooming. I’m feeding that fucking nasty beast. That beast is robbing me of contented companionship. 

It’s time to starve the beast.

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I went on a date last night with French at a Michelin starred Japanese restaurant in the East Village. He wanted to meet a little earlier than last time which stressed me out. It was only at 7 but I’ve been working late while I get used to my new job and I obviously had to run home, shower and get ready for my sugar date which takes a lot of prep. I rushed out of work at 530 (I live a 10 minute walk from my work) and started to prepare.

I exfoliated my whole body with a Bliss scrub, shaved everything, washed my hair and then rubbed a body oil all over me followed by a thick lotion. I realized in the midst of getting ready that my nails were chipped even though I just got them done two days ago. They were also bright red which I felt was a little gaudy for a sugar date. I had about 15 minutes left before I needed to leave and had to decide between styling my hair all the way or doing my nails and toes. Recently one of my guy friends told me he judges the amount of care a girl puts into herself based on her nails, so I had to sacrifice my usual rich girl curls.

I wore a sage colored Helmut Lang wrap dress, nude Chanel ankle strap heels, a watch and a black Chanel wallet on a chain. I spritzed myself with La Vie Est Belle and ran out he door. By the time I got down my flight of stairs I considered taking a car, even though it’s just as fast to take the subway. I checked and a car would be $20 and I was already late so I said fuck it and started walking.

The subway was so sweaty and packed in and by the time I arrived, I could feel a little sweat on the back of my neck. Thank god he got stuck in traffic and was a few minutes late so I could cool off and look fresh. He arrived wearing a light gray suit which is totally my weakness. We started with frozen sake since it was so hot out and started catching up on the last week and a half. He asked me how I was liking the city so far and how my job was coming along.

He ordered two omakase’s for us, which is a five course tasting menu at the chef’s discretion which was a delight for me because I love trying new things. He’s extraordinarily intelligent and we have really amazing conversations. However, I do have a tendency to get into more serious topics over the course of a date. I know in general you’re supposed to take politics, religion, race, etc off the table on sugar dates. But I can’t help myself when I have a great sparing partner. We literally talked about alternate universes and energy balances at one point.

So even though the general advice is to remain mysterious, there are SDs out there who value your opinion as well. I had three glasses of Chardonnay with dinner and we finally left for the hotel. He booked a room at the Standard in the East Village and we settled in quickly. I went down on him for a while and again, our sex is nothing special in my opinion. He’s got a huge dick which sucks, but he basically just likes rocking back and forth slowly either missionary or with me on top, so it’s pretty easy.

We finished up and cuddled up for a bit. He eventually said it was time for him to head back home and we got dressed. I really wanted to stay for a bit by myself because we had a corner room with a really pretty view, but I felt it would seem a lot more natural if we both left together. He grabbed me a cab on the way out.

I never made a mention of money during our date. But when I finally took my phone out (I don’t look at my phone on sugar dates) I had a Venmo notification for another $1500. I usually have pretty good intuition and if I can avoid asking for money, I always do. It makes the guys feel a lot better I think. If he didn’t send me something after the date, I may have asked. Or I might have written it off as someone who isn’t that generous.

At any rate, it was clearly a productive evening. HOWEVER I saw the vanilla guy I had sex with (let’s call him D) again the day before my sugar date. He took me to Pier 45 to watch the sunset and then we went to a wine bar and split a bottle of red. Despite being short, he’s hot. He wore Prada loafers, vacations in St Martin and drives a $80k Audi. So he obviously likes the nicer things. We went back to his place in Gramercy after the wine and proceeded to get intimate.

It was just as crazy as the first time. We had sex in his bed, then stepped out on his balcony for some air and had sex there. Then went back in the living room to relax on the couch and fucked there even though he has a roommate.

I have fake grass on my roof, and his knees got torn up from having sex on it the last time. The cut opened up and there was blood like ALL over the bed on really nice white linens. We both kind of laughed at ourselves because we’re a little animalistic in the heat of things.

I made a mention that his dick was nice in my last post. It’s thick and perfectly long and curves slightly up toward him. But after 3 rounds, I was so sore the next day. Then after French, I’m done with penises for a few days 😂

D rented a big house in Montauk for the weekend after July 4th and invited me to come. One of his friends is hosting a party for a famous DJ the night we would leave so he said we should go to that, then drive to Montauk after when traffic isn’t bad. Somehow I got really lucky with my move to the city!

Happy Birthday // Im Jaebum

Originally posted by mintokkies

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Fluff // Romance

Summary; Jaebum treats you to a candle-lit dinner for your birthday - but that’s not all he has in mind.

Authors Note: I heavily suggest that you listen to Happy Birthday by Kim Jonghyun from SHINee while reading the part where Jaebum starts singing to you~ You can find it here!

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Baby Steps

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader (eventually)

Word Count: 2062

Warnings: Mentions of past abuse, fluff

Notes: This is my first fic in a while and it’s a totally new fandom so I’m a little nervous about posting it! Not sure who to tag so… yeah! Hope you guys like it! Xox <3


Originally posted by prettymuchdixonalready

“Guys, c'mon,” Rick continued to press the point, earning him a sigh from both of you as he furrowed his brow. “She’s throwing this thing for us. We gotta be there.”

“No!” You and Daryl both emphasised the word for the umpteenth time, smirking at each other as Rick growled in irritation.

“Fine,” he mumbled in defeat, shaking his head as he walked away. “But hopefully y'all will see sense and show your faces.”

“Fat chance of that,” Daryl muttered as you perched on the bottom step next to him. “Whole thing’s stupid if ya ask me.”

“I didn’t,” You grinned as he quirked a brow in your direction, a small smile on his lips as he nudged your knee with his. “I dunno why Rick thinks we’ll show. I don’t even wanna be in this damn place.”

It was the truth too. Since you’d arrived in Alexandria, you’d felt uncomfortable here and you knew the archer felt the same. The only difference was that he had a better chance of fitting in than you did. You’d known Daryl and the rest of Rick’s little group a long time, finding them at the prison. You had been withdrawn and mistrusting of pretty much all of them for the longest time. Daryl had been the first to break through any of your barriers; he understood what it was like to feel the way you did. Hell, he still found it hard now. With his help, you’d managed to break down a few more barriers and let the others in too, eventually learning to love and trust them all like they were your own flesh and blood.

You and Daryl had an entirely different dynamic, however. The two of you had a bond you’d never experienced with anyone else before and that was probably the reason you’d fallen for him; he knew you. He got you and you got him. Of course, you’d never told him how you’d felt; you were both as awkward as one another in that regard. You were happy with how things were and having him as a friend was more than you could have ever asked for.

“What ya thinkin’ about?” He queried, your eyes finding his sky blue ones as you flushed. “You’ve gone real quiet, girl.”

“Nothin’,” you lied, shaking your hair over your shoulders as you gazed once more at your surroundings. Alexandria was beautiful and safe, but it still made you uneasy.

“Mhm,” Daryl acknowledged with a smirk, knowing you weren’t being entirely honest. “Did you hear anythin’ I said before you zoned on me?” You chuckled and shook your head, flashing him an apologetic smile as he continued. “I know you don’ wanna be here and you know I don’ wanna be but we gotta try. For Carol, Rick, Carl, Maggie, Glenn… all of ‘em. And for each other. I ain’t staying without you.”

His gaze turned to the floor, his confession making your eyes widen. “You know I ain’t leaving without you, Daryl. I just don’t feel like I fit here.”

“Give it time,” You watched him stand with a sigh, gazing down at you through his too-long fringe. “You’ll fit in just fine.”

He began walking toward the gate and you watched, standing and leaning against the railing as you called out to him. “Where you goin’, Dixon?”

“Out,” He called over his shoulder and you knew he was smiling, one of your own curving on your lips. “Don’t get into trouble while I’m gone.”

Rolling your eyes, your smirked and continued watching him walk away. Your eyes didn’t leave him until you saw him disappear through the gates. “Be safe, Daryl.”


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To Fix The Broken Pieces

Dean leaves you in a motel room to help an ex when Sam calls you to give you a heads up. The reader tries to change herself but when she finds Dean in a compromising position again she leaves with her heart shattered never wanting to see him again.

Dean Winchester and Reader, Sam Winchester, Jo and Ellen Harvelle, Castiel

Warninngs: Angst, Heartbreak, severe injuries, sexual situations and sweet Dean, Cassie is a bitch in this (shrugs)

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Originally posted by zest-wincest

              When he left that night, I knew he wasn’t coming back. His demeanor changed when he got a call from Cassie. He left me that night with a promise to be back, so like an idiot I waited and got a call from Sam that had destroyed me with everything I ever had. So, I packed what I could and left leaving the Winchester boys in my past. A couple days went by and my phone was blowing up mostly with Dean’s name. I knew better now; no man would ever do that to me again. I would rather die than deal with that heartbreak again. The only place I knew to go was aunt Ellen, and my cousin Jo. They were the only family I had left. They welcomed me with open arms and promised to shoot Dean on site if they ever saw him.

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Accidental Success

Pairing : Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count : 2,413

Warnings : A little angsty, but mostly sweet

Summary : This is for @frickfracklesackles (you have the patience of a saint) 1,000 reader celebration.  Prompts : Pretend to be my date at my family’s wedding and oh look we’re in love and “Love requires sacrifice.” – The Longest Ride

                 “What do you mean your family doesn’t know you’re a hunter!?” You shrunk from the grimace on Dean’s face. “What the hell do they think you do?”

               “They…”you swallowed hard before finishing, “They think I’m a nurse.”

               “You do a good job in patching us up Y/N/N.” Sam tried to ease the tension, but Dean was having none of it.  You stared at your hands, wishing you weren’t having this conversation.

               “Look, none of them liked my Dad and were constantly badgering him after my Mom died; constantly telling him the way he raised me was “ child abuse” … bouncing from town to town, school to school.  They threatened CPS any time I wanted to hear Grandma and Grandpa’s voice.”

               Dean let out a long sigh when he sat down, dragging his hand along the length of his face in an attempt to wipe away some of the anger.  The life hunters lead is never a fairytale, but when you’re a kid without a choice in the matter… for Dean it hit too close to home.

               “My family doesn’t know that my Mom died protecting me from a werewolf and my father refused to tarnish their image of her by explaining this life to them. Love requires sacrifice and he sacrificed his family for my Mom…and me.”  Dean knew sacrifice like he knew how to breathe.  After he and Sam’s Mom died he became Sam’s Mom and Dad; Sam’s protector.  He became an adult, without ever having the opportunity to be a kid.  

               “When my Dad was killed… “Your voice trailed off and Sam brushed his hand across your shoulder as he walked by to sit next to Dean.  “… when he was killed by a Wendigo I promised to keep Mom and Dad’s secrete, our secrete, even if it meant lying to what remained of my family.  When I turned eighteen, I told them I was in nursing school – they laid off of Dad for awhile – so I just kept the story going after he was gone.”

               The boys knew about your Dad, but the rest was all news to them.  Being a hunter meant keeping yourself stoney; nothing good would come from allowing yourself to be vulnerable and sharing yourself or your struggles. Love and family didn’t last; that was learned at an early age.  But, Dean and Sam were your safe place. A place you felt like you could relax and just be you.  Sam and Dean were your family now.  

               Until your Dad’s sister, one of the few that was nice to you, practically begged you to come to your cousin’s wedding.  You heard yourself say ‘yes’ but the reality of what that meant didn’t hit you until you’d hung up the phone.  Now here you were, asking the Winchesters to drive you one state over so you could go to a wedding with people you didn’t know.

               “You sure about this, Y/N?” the concern in Dean’s voice didn’t go unnoticed by Sam, but he kept if to himself.

               “Yeah.” You sighed. “My Dad would want me to go, even if this is the last time I see any of them. He’d want them to see me happy and successful… even if it is a lie.”

               “Wait a minute! You are successful!” Dean now stood in front of you; close enough that you could smell the mint of his toothpaste and the soap from his shower.  It was too close.  Your heart began to race as his eyes locked with yours. “Just because it’s not someone else’s definition doesn’t make it not true.  You’re a kick-ass hunter, Y/N/N.  And I’m not just sayin’ that, am I Sam?” He looked over at his little brother encouraging him to speak.

               “Y/N we couldn’t do this without you.” Sam smiled.

               Dean turned back to you then, his right hand on your shoulder, and a long pause before asking a question he wasn’t sure he wanted you to answer. “And you’re happy some of the time, right?  It isn’t all bad… ”  He held his breath and waited.

               “Dean… I’m grateful for every day I have with you… AND SAM!  You AND Sam.”  You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks.  “And we always have fun!” You shoved his arm in hopes of breaking the tension.

               Dean’s expression melted and with a grin he clapped his hands together. “Well then let’s get this fun on the road!”

               The ride to the small town was quiet.  You focused on the boys chatting back and forth, Dean catching your eye in the rearview mirror every once in awhile making you smile.  You dreaded the thought of buying a dress, but dragging the Winchesters into this would only make you feel worse.  You convinced them to get supplies and promised you’d meet them at the hotel.  

               It was an evening wedding, so you knew a cocktail dress would be appropriate, but practical thinking made you want to seek out something that could possibly be used in a later case and pack easily.  The second shop had exactly what you wanted; black, fitting, cut at the knee, tastefully low cut, capped sleeves, with beautiful red roses scattered here and there. From the hips down it was a sheer black, making it easy to move; especially knowing you wanted simple black heels to go with it.

               When you got back to the hotel, you locked yourself in the bathroom, knowing you’d be spending more time than you ever had with make-up and hair.  After your shower – scrubbing, shaving, moisturizing - you decided to let your long, wavy red hair cascade across your shoulders and along your back instead of some fancy up-do.  With one last look at yourself, you walked out to face Sam and Dean and take their good-natured ribbing.

               “Go ahead.” You opened the door to find Sam sitting at the table with his laptop. He grinned from ear to ear when your eyes met.

               “Wow! Y/N/N you look amazing!” His tone was so sincere you couldn’t help but smile back.

               “Where’s your brother?” You questioned.  He nodded outside and you stepped to the window to find Dean, leaning against the Impala in a new black suit.  He was looking at his watch and fidgeting with his hair; making sure he looked ok in Baby’s side mirror.

               “I don’t understand.” You finally said.

               “He won’t take no for an answer, Y/N.  He’s taking you to the wedding.”

               “No! Sammy! I’m not making him – “

               “He wants to.” He responded. “He knew you’d never ask, but … he wants to be there for you.”

               Tears started to form, but you willed them away. You hugged Sam tight and he kissed the top of your head.

               “Go make us proud, Miss Nightingale!” Sam joked as you grabbed your clutch and headed out the door.

               As soon as Dean heard you he started, “Look don’t argue with me!  I’m–“  When his eyes met yours he was speechless.  You grinned sheepishly; excited that you could have any kind of effect on him.

               “Dean –“ he cut you off as soon as you started.

               “I’m going with you Y/N! I know how shitty a situation like this can be.”

               “Ok.” You agreed.

               “I can pretend to be your boyfriend or husband or whatever your family thinks means success…” Dean continued his argument.

               “OK!” you took a few steps closer, hoping he’d realize you were agreeing with him.

               “I’m not going to let you go and deal with a gaggle of morons giving you side-eye and 20-questions without backup…”

               “Dean!” You grabbed both of his hands.  “Dean, I said ok.  Please come with me.  I’d really feel better if you did.”

               His features softened and a cheeky smile started to appear.

               “Yeah?”

               “Yes.” You laughed.

               “You look absolutely beautiful, Y/N.” his eyes traveled the length of you from head-to-toe. “How many guys I’m I going to have to fight off at this wedding?” Dean opened the car door and you climbed inside.

               “There will be no fighting, I’m sure of it.” You chuckled, knowing your heart would secretly never belong to anyone but him.

                It didn’t take long for you to reach the small wedding chapel.  Dean parked and again opened the door for you.  “So did you decide?”

               “On what?” You asked.

               “Husband or boyfriend?” He whispered.

               “Without rings, I think we’ll go boyfriend.”

               “Ohhh. I like a girl with brains.” He nudged your shoulder, but then reached to grab your hand. “Ready?”

               You took a deep breath and squeezed his hand. “Ready.”

               You and Dean took a seat near the back of the room, allowing you to see each guest as they arrived. You noticed your Aunt at the front of the church and, when she spotted you, her face went from confusion to excitement back to confusion again when her eyes landed on Dean.

               He leaned in and pulled you closer, setting your body on fire.

               “Your Aunt?” he whispered; his hot breath sending chills over you.  You nodded, stifling a sigh.

               “Show time.” He joked as he pulled you even closer.

                The ceremony was short, but beautiful; even making you a little weepy at one point.  Your cousin, Caitlyn, was stunning and she and her new husband looked to have come straight off a magazine cover.  There was always a tiny part of you, even though you knew it wouldn’t be possible, that longed for a love like that.  Being part of a couple that made people want to be you; being with a man who adored you for you and that you couldn’t live fully without.

               Instead, you had Sam – the brother you never knew how much you wanted and Dean – the man that would have your heart until the end of time and would never know.  You stared mindlessly at the dance floor, reminding yourself how much luckier you were than most, when a familiar hand reached for you.

               “Let’s go show off that dress, shall we?” You placed your hand in his and let him walk you into the middle of the crowd.  Dean pulled you close, wrapping you up in his arms and slowly swayed to the music.

               “You’re awfully quiet, Sweetheart. You say the word and we’re outta here.”

               “Thank you, Dean.” You hugged him tight and then pulled back enough to see his mesmerizing green eyes trying to read you.  “I mean it. Thank you for doing this for me. I’m guessing Sam made you play rock, paper, scissors for this night, knowing he’d win.”

               His body stiffened under your touch. “You think… you think I lost a bet?  That’s why I’m here?”

               “Dean, this isn’t exactly your thing.” You tried to gently let him off the hook, but somehow it was backfiring.

               “You’re right, Y/N/N. This isn’t my thing.” His hand pointed around the room, before coming back with his fingers under your chin. “… but you are.”  You must have looked utterly confused because Dean closed his eyes and struggled on what to say next.  “I didn’t lose a bet. I told Sammy I was doing this. Tonight is what …. It’s what family does for each other.”

               “Family, right.” You felt so stupid thinking it could be anything more.

               Dean’s thumb brushed against your cheek; never losing your eyes. “… and people… People you care about…” You didn’t dare move. If this was a dream you refused to wake up.

               “Yes…” you softly spoke.  He swallowed hard before saying another word.

               “… and…”

               Everything disappeared around you as you held your breath.

               “… and people you… love…” It was barely audible, but you were sure you heard it.  Your heart was beating so loud you didn’t hear your cousin call your name.  She grabbed you into a hug as Dean stepped back from you.

               “I’m so glad you came, Y/N!  Mom told me she invited you, but I didn’t know if you’d come.”

               “Yeah.” You were still stunned trying to process everything.

               “And who is this?” Caitlyn nodded towards Dean.  You turned to see him nervous and scared; emotions you’d never seen on Dean Winchester’s face before.

               “This …” you started. “This is my boyfriend, Dean.” He smiled half-heartedly, playing along with the gag; holding out his hand to shake hers. “And he’s amazing.” You swooned catching a sideways glance from him. “He’s thoughtful and loving. He cares for everyone he comes across, self-sacrificing to a fault. And he’s saved me more times than I can count….” Dean smiled and shook his head. “… he’s funny – SO funny!  And he’s sweet. And way smarter than he thinks he is. He’s quick and clever…”

               “Ok! Ok!” Caitlyn laughed. “I get it!  You’re obviously in love.”

               You turned back to Dean, making sure you had his full attention. “I am Cate.  I really, really am in love him.”

               Relief came over him as you slid your arms around his waist and he kissed your lips chastely. “And I love her.” He stated with newfound strength and confidence that overwhelmed you. “I only hope we can be as happy as you and your new husband.”

               She leaned in a whispered with a wink. “I think you’ve already got us beat.”  Caitlyn hugged you, and Dean, and disappeared back into the party.

               “So.” You broke the silence.

               “So.” He returned, continuing to hold you tight.

               “What now?”

               “Well, as your newly appointed boyfriend, I believe I’d like to take you back to the hotel and show you just how much I truly do love you.” Arms still wrapped around each other, you made your way back to the car.

               “Can we afford for Sam to get his own room?” you questioned as he sped out of the parking lot.

               “Sammy can sleep outside tonight for all I care. I’ve waited for this for too long.”  At the stop sign, he curled his fingers into your hair and pulled your lips to his.  

               There were sparks and blinding lights and fireworks and unicorns and heart-eyes  — all of the stupid stuff you’ve seen in movies or read in a trashy romance novel you were engrossed in while riding in the backseat traveling between jobs.  Only this was real. This was you and Dean and you knew it was forever.  A Hunter’s Forever. And so you’d make the best of every minute until the minutes were gone.  Dean was right.  You were successful in every way that made you happy just being you.

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Let me fill you in on a little thing that’s going to save your legs this summer. SUGAR SCRUB. 

I’ve been shaving my legs for a long time and I always ended up with erm … A LOT of little cuts and nics. It was particularly bad a few weeks ago. It was probably a combination of an old razor, shitty shaving cream, and unexfoliated legs. My legs were so hacked up it was gross and painful and yuck. 

I always thought exfoliating your body was sort of optional. Like another gimmick to make people buy more products. And I always avoided putting sugar on my skin because eating sugar makes me break out (that is clearly shitty logic). But exfoliating your legs with sugar before shaving = fucking beautiful legs. 

You need:

  • 1 cup brown or white sugar - I like brown
  • 1/3 cup oil - I used coconut
  • some lemon juice - I don’t know what this is for but just put it in

Mix this together until it is the consistency of the overpriced scrubs you see in the stores. Rub it on your legs and wash it off before shaving. Use proper shaving cream and proper razors. 

The world is now yours.