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Cluster Lashes: The Bold Eye Trend of 2025

2025 is shaping up to be the year of expressive beauty, and if there’s one trend dominating eye makeup conversations, it’s cluster lashes. These semi-dramatic, DIY-friendly lash bundles are redefining how women approach their lash game—bridging the gap between salon extensions and at-home glam. Whether you’re a lash newbie or a seasoned beauty enthusiast, it’s time to get familiar with lash…

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100 followers event🫶💞💞💞💞✨️

Hello everyone, thank you sm for 100(and 15) followers, I love each one of you😭 🩷 There's nothing like having book girlies friends who share the same interests and brain cells as you<333

I wanna thanks Beyoncé too because you never know😞💞

Since I'm in multiple fandom there would be a special event for each one, tig, shatter me, the cruel prince , caraval and ouabh<3

Rules : you can request only 2 from these 4 since it takes time I will definitely send it to you or post it when it's done.

Side note: I will give priority for the people who asked first, <3 and please don't ask me when I will finish it. I will try my best to work on it!

1.For my inheritance games, girlies <3

I will design a card for you 💕! All you have to do is send me a request with these infos:

Your name: so I can put it on the side (it can be a fake name or ur username if you don't want to share it)

details about how you want your silhouette to look like : height, body type, side profile or front (if side profile also mention how it is so i don't do the typical straight nose or something) hairstyle, hair type (curly, wavy straight..) if you want any accessories on your hair (tiara, flower crown). Also, the clothes (dress, jeans, skirt, modest , and if you're a hijabi let me know)

The object you'll be holding : anything you want a flute , a chess piece, a mask, a rose , an apple..

And lastly, which card do you want: Queen of spades, 8 hearts, anything 🩷

2.for my shatter me girlies <3

I will design a shatter me book cover for you , it will be digitally drawn (Don't expect it to be as good as original I'm a beginner 😭) just send me these info:

Eye shape (almond, round,monolid..) Eye color, lash color

background details (pink , multicolor, add some clouds ,anything simple)

title of your book ,it has to end with Me, example: Free Me, Crown Me...(don't ask me anything dirty like fuck me💀)

your book trope : I will write a little description about your book in the back inspired by the title you choose, just let me know what trope you like (enemies to lovers , Love triangle, academic rivals)

Your name and love interest name (i can choose the love interest name if you want), or you can choose someone who's already in the series

3.For my cruel prince girlies <3

If we are moots I will write romantic letters for you like cardan🤭 i will sign it with cardan's name ofc, you can ask me if you want me to sound desperate in those letters to feed your delulu , I may ask a few questions about you like your likes/dislike , hair and eye color or stalk your acc so I can write it👀 (imagine the letter is from cardan when you read it not me hehehehe)

For my ouabh and caraval girlies<3

I will send you a caraval ticket to you with your name or username🩷

I will tell you who your love interest will be once the game starts: Jacks,Legend,Julian, Chaos, or Apollo (jk for apollo, hehehe🤭 , I will let the spinning wheel choose not me)

i will write a little description on how the game will go on, like, who's your enemy from the fates, your fated object, which fated place do you go to,did you win the game? (Also, the spinning wheel will choose. Don't get mad at me if you lose 😭)

Finally, make a mood board based on the game description :) (Just tell me how you look like if you're comfortable so it's more accurate)

Deadline to request : 31 October 🎀✨️ (may change depends if I have free time or not)

[lionews]

“why are you vultures attacking them”

alright now this guy is starting to get away with it and it’s pissing me off. i really didn’t wanna waste my time and energy on this but whatever.

how about why isn’t that guy posting any wips of their renders? i looked at the new thread, the examples of proof are ONLY sketches and one color-pick colored bust that looks like it was done on the lineart layer. (below)

what that one anon said was exactly on the mark— the user deaux #496980 is a beginner artist who makes their own sketches and puts those into AI to have them rendered. THATS why it’s so hard to pin point if they’re faking it or not. it’s both.

one major pointer in identifying AI art is a skill jump that looks too good to be true. their mistakes will be visible through the cracks, for example their attempt at faking render proof shows they lack have a understanding of lighting as beginner.

(above) here i circled inconsistencies between this sketch that’s originally their art, and the attempt at showing a render wip that is clearly them color picking the ai render and putting those colors down. very common for ai scammers to do that. on the left there’s intended shading in the ear, on the right it’s suddenly lighting. on the left the shading is sparse around the chin/neck junction while lighting comes out of no where to do fucking magic on the right. on the left i circled where they intended to shade the muscles of the neck, on the right the muscle decided “fuck my usual placement i’m over here now.”

now for a more obvious example.

left: note the double choker, the eyelashes on her right (our left) eye, the inverted nose shading, (used by manga artists to display the shadow of the nose) and the individually drawn hair beads.

right: choker merges into just one piece as if it was smudge tooled. the eye i pointed out magically loses it’s lashes. the lighting is now in the same place the nose shade was in the sketch. the hair beads are now a fuzzy head band with little to no definition at all. oh and let’s not forget the hair highlighting where it’s in the shade, a common beginner artist mistake.

what i drew an arrow at is normal lion muscle anatomy for that area. what i circled above that is a random lump of shading/rendering that does not exist in the musculature of a lion. believe me i looked at some freaky lion pics lol. while i am aware artists can have poor anatomy of any skill level, usually artists who render will have anatomy and such pulled up so they’re not rendering things that quite literally don’t exist.

finally and most obvious of all, some of the ai renders have the signatures of the artists that the programs scraped them from LMFAOOOOOOOOO i’m guessing the scammer uses a program that can pick a consistent style or scrapes from artists with a specific style.

deer picture i circled the signature, its faded and barely-there. on the second image its the same thing, a faded signature that can’t be intentional/the scammer’s because they’re literally different! oh yeah and the tip of his ear is phasing into his hair there where i circled… its supposed to be scarring where his ear was torn from what i can make out but that is not what that would fucking look like. at all.

anyways here’s actual proof you can take to the mods. if anyone else could use this in a report that would be great because i don’t have the patience to make a ticket about this ;-;

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[blimbo-buddy]

Cats in the City of Plague: Final Thoughts

I enjoyed this book quite a bit! It's nice to break away from Warrior Cats to read other xenofiction books, seeing as this is A.L Marlow's first fiction book, I'd say it's a great start! So let's go over what I think the pros and cons of the book are: Spoilers ahead, proceed with caution

Some quick content/trigger warnings:

Self mutilation and harm (Via the group of Flagellants, who scourge themselves with whips that have sharp metal spikes to lash their own backs with. It goes into detail about their wounds)

Religious manipulation

Animal death/harm (One of the cats killed is a child as well)

If there's any other warning that I may have missed, let me know and I'll add it

Pros:

Short and sweet. It's only around 130 pages long, it's not an incredibly intimidating read so it's good for those who want to read a good beginner book that isn't Warrior Cats

Neat setting, it takes place in 14th century France

Simple but effective descriptions of locations. Marlow's descriptions for some of the settings within chapters is well executed, the strongest ones in my opinion is when the cats are going to see the Flagellates and when the cats are in the graveyard

The deaths actually have some sort of impact on the characters

Innocent. Read the book to read about Innocent.

The characters have pretty good, fleshed out personalities, well, as much as Marlow could fit into a short 16 chapter book

The world building is simple and very casual, nothing is really that complicated. It's very down-to-earth, as down-to-earth as a xenofiction book can get

The characters have small details that give them so much to work with, such as one of the servants having scars on her face from previously dealing with cow pox, it makes you wonder what she went through and adds just even a little bit of layer to her

The book actually focuses on the humans too, it's not just focused on the cats 24/7

The scenes of cats running around while everybody is trying to catch them is greatly written, Marlow can capture chaos in the text well

The book doesn't act like the forest is where every cat must belong to, it actually details how harsh the environment is

The ending epilogue was so fucking sweet, genuinely great

Cons:

It sort of rushes towards the end

Way too many fake out deaths. I think some of them should have either died right there or have their fates unknown

This is just super common in xenofiction: More male characters compared to female characters

The chapters get. Way too short towards the end. So it's bad that there's a chapter that's only about Leander, Innocent, and Jean about to fight each other because there was a female cat nearby in heat, so Juno had to go find her and kick her ass. This goes nowhere.

Leander should have gotten humbled more I'm sorry, Lavinia should have kicked his ass

While the character deaths do impact the others, I wish it impacted them more. Leander kind of forgets about Argent two chapters after he dies

I do think the book could have been a bit longer

The story of Le Chat was a bit underwhelming as much as I enjoyed it a bit

Would I recommend the book? Yeah! If you want a short read and something different, I'd recommend it. For his first fiction novel, A.L Marlow did pretty well. It obviously has its flaws, and I advise that you don't go into this book expecting something grand with lots of world building, it's a quaint world and a simple plot with neatly packed world building both based on fiction and reality (what with the plague and all).

If you want other cat xenofiction books to read, here's a Tumblr post compiling some of them, it's how I found this book to begin with!

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4 Eye Makeup Products That Are A Must-Have

Eyes are one of the most beautiful things to ever exist on Earth. They have been compared with precious gems, the moon, stars, the ocean, and flowers, and it is our duty to ensure our eyes always remain at the peak of their beauty.

Eye makeup is one of the best ways to ensure your eyes stand out. The evolution in the makeup sector has made eye makeup products more pigmented and long-lasting, which ensures your eyes remain beautiful and enchanting throughout the day. But which are some of the eye makeup products that are a must-have?

In this blog, we will talk about 4 eye-makeup products that you can buy as a beginner makeup enthusiast or just someone who wants beautiful eyes.

1. Eyeliner

Eyeliner is a staple in every makeup bag, and for excellent reason. A good eyeliner:

Defines your eyes

Makes them pop

It enhances the drama of your appearance.

Kajal eyeliners can be further divided into liquid eyeliners and pencil eyeliners, which you can use according to your preferences. Choose eyeliners that glide on smoothly, allowing you to create precise lines or bold, dramatic wings. Whether you’re going for a subtle day look or a daring night out, eyeliners have got you covered.

Best Eyeliner by Colorbar (with price)

I-Glide Eye Pencil - Rs.626

All-Matte Eyeliner - Rs.675

Wink With Love 14 Hrs Stay Eyeliner - Rs.899

2. Kajal

Kajal is one of the most popular makeup products in India. It’s traditional and perfect for creating that smoking hot eye look. You can use it on the waterline, lash line, or even as an eyeshadow base due to its versatility. Best kajal for eyes:

Has smooth glide

Is available in a variety of shades

Is smudge- and water-proof.

One of the reasons for Kajal's popularity is the belief that it protects against evil energy. Whether it's beliefs or beauty, a waterproof kajal is a must-have in your makeup bag.

Best Kajals by Colorbar (with price)

Just Smoky Kajal - Rs. 675

Ultimate Stunner Kajal - Rs. 675

Mesmereyes Kajal - Rs. 359

3. Eyeshadow

Eyeshadow is where creativity meets beauty. With endless possibilities, you can create looks that are subtle, smoky, or downright dazzling. A wonderful eyeshadow palette:

Is available in a variety of high pigmented shades (matte, shimmer, metallic).

Must have a smooth blendable formula

Before choosing an eyeshadow palette, checkout all the shades and whether these shades match your style. While some eyeshadow palettes exclusively feature nude shades, others incorporate hues such as green, purple, and red, which may not be suitable for everyday makeup for most individuals.

Best Eyeshadows by Colorbar (with price)

Dreamland Eyeshadow Palette - Rs. 719

Fairytale Eyeshadow Palette - Rs. 2520

Berry Blush Eyeshadow Palette - Rs. 1980

4. Mascara

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Mascara is the ultimate eye-opener. It lifts, lengthens, and volumizes your lashes, making your eyes look bigger and brighter. A good mascara:

Must coats each lash,

Add incredible volume and definition.

Must be smudge-proof and water-resistant

You can choose between a black mascara or colored mascara

Best Mascara by Colorbar (with price)

Starlight Wand Color Mascara - Rs. 1150

Magic Glide Lengthening Mascara - Rs. 1200

Zoom and Whoosh Mascara - Rs. 675

These are top 4 eye makeup products that we believe are a must have. Other eye makeup products also include:

Fake Eyelashes

Brow Pencil

Eye primer

Conclusion

With these four essential eye makeup products from Colorbar, you can create endless looks that are as unique as you are. Whether you’re heading to work, a party, or just want to feel fabulous every day, these products will help you achieve that perfect eye look. Remember, beauty is about expressing yourself and having fun, so go ahead and experiment with these magical products. From smudge-proof kajalto colorful eyeshadows, visit Colorbar Cosmetics to check their collection of eye makeup.

[kariachi]

Some pokemon au fic. This was supposed to be a basic-ass Kev-focused au, somewhere between a reboot and an OV-compliant setting, but sometimes what seems a simple thing changes more than you initially think, so it's really quite au.

Kevin's pokemon journey starts very differently.

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Kevin joined the Journey Beginners program earlier than anyone else in his class. The youngest you could join without parent permission was nine, but he’d learned to forge his dad’s signature by eight. The workers had looked at him sideways- always dirty, thin, and flanked by a Shuppet- but asked no questions, giving him his paperwork with wide, fake smiles.

It wouldn’t be for years more that he realized they’d read his situation like a book, that kids like him were exactly the reason you could run off so young and without permission. But that wouldn’t be until he was nearly a grown man. At the time he’d seen it only as insult and challenge, the rough and defiant streak that would keep him through his early years already well on its way.

He’d thrown himself into the program’s classes with the same fervor he tore into his school’s prep courses. The sort of zeal you only got from someone just to one side of desperate to get on the road. To get and stay out of their house. His proper schoolwork suffered, grades staying only just high enough to keep him in the prep courses, as he took every class he could. When they ran out of beginner classes he’d passed, he moved on to the intermediate, the advanced.

The workers came to know him by name, greeting him as he arrived every day. The free food the gym provided shifted to accommodate his allergies. While relations with his agemates didn’t improve- by the time his classmates joined the program he was ahead of them, and most older wanted nothing to do with someone so much younger, who was never quite clean and had a tendency to lash out- he found some amount of companionship with the older crowd. Not often something stable, however. Other program members came and went as their journeys started, some seemed to think themselves above him and learned different with a decisive quickness, conflicts sometimes arose among the older lot that he quickly disengaged himself from, avoiding both sides from then on. On a few rare occasions people, and always ones he particularly liked, like his favorite instructor, would just vanish off to other places and other things without a hint of warning or a single goodbye.

Over two years? You learned not to get too attached.

Still, that didn’t fully prevent him making the odd connection. Classmates who proved themselves trustworthy enough to go to when he needed help with a lesson. Ones who would come to him to ask about the machines he was a budding master in. A few who grabbed hot meals before coming into evening classes and shared freely. Who nodded and moved the conversation along when he refused to discuss his family. Who would discuss pokeball customization or practice battling with him. It was one of the older lot that, upon realizing his tenth birthday fell in late December, talked him into overwintering in a local Pokemon Center rather than starting his journey off right away. Another who met him at the front desk when he came to finally get his license with a premier ball, a ball capsule, and a full set of seals, so he could officially capture his Shuppet and set her up in style from the start.

It wasn’t much, but it meant that come April, when he finally set out for the next big city, he was well prepared and had a little bit of company.

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My Honest Lash Lift Experience in Vancouver BC — Why I Ditched Mascara for Good

Let’s be honest: we all want to wake up looking fabulous with minimal effort. As someone who’s always on the go, I’ve tried every hack in the book to simplify my beauty routine. From overnight curlers to magnetic lashes (spoiler: they didn’t stick), I’ve done it all. But nothing ever quite gave me that naturally enhanced look—until I discovered the magical world of lash lifts.

So if you're here wondering whether getting an eyelash lift is worth it, let me share my experience—from clueless beginner to total convert.

What Is a Lash Lift, Anyway?

Before I booked my appointment, I didn’t fully understand what a lash lift was. I thought it was just another version of lash extensions, which I’ve tried before and didn’t love. But a lash lift is completely different. Instead of adding fake lashes, a technician uses a gentle solution to curl and lift your natural lashes from the base, making them appear longer, darker, and more dramatic—all without any falsies or glue.

It’s like a perm for your lashes, minus the crunchy '80s vibes.

Why I Chose Girlfriends Brow Bar in Kitsilano

As someone a bit picky about beauty treatments (especially near my eyes!), I spent a solid hour researching local salons in Vancouver. That’s when I came across Girlfriends Brow Bar, a chic spot in Kitsilano known for its expertise in eyebrow threading and other beauty services.

What caught my attention was the relaxed, welcoming vibe and glowing reviews about their lash lift service. They’re local, woman-led, and have a stellar reputation for making clients feel at ease, which is exactly what I needed for my first lash lift experience.

The Lash Lift Appointment: What to Expect

Walking into Girlfriends Brow Bar felt like catching up with my most stylish friends. The space was bright, clean, and smelled faintly of lavender and eucalyptus (major spa vibes). My lash tech, Mia, greeted me with a smile and talked me through the whole process before we got started.

Here’s what the lash lift experience looked like:

Cleanse & Prep: First, she gently cleaned my lashes to remove any oil, makeup, or residue.

Shield Placement: A soft silicone pad was placed on each eyelid. My lashes were then lifted and shaped onto the pad.

Lifting Solution: A perming solution was applied to set the curl, and then a neutralizing solution was applied to lock it in place.

Tint (Optional): I opted to add a lash tint to deepen the color of my lashes—and I’m so glad I did!

The whole thing took about 45 minutes. I was comfortable and even dozed off for a bit. No pain, no stinging, and no awkward moments—just pure relaxation.

The Results: Hello, Effortless Glam!

When Mia handed me the mirror, I couldn’t believe the transformation. My lashes looked longer, darker, and perfectly curled—without a single coat of mascara. It was like someone had edited my face IRL.

For the first time in forever, I felt confident walking out the door without eye makeup. I’ve always had decent lashes, but they were stick-straight and barely noticeable. Now, I get compliments all the time—and people assume I’m wearing extensions!

How Long Does It Last?

One of the best parts about a lash lift is how low-maintenance it is. The results typically last 6–8 weeks, depending on your lash growth cycle. That’s nearly two months of wake-up-and-go beauty—no curlers, no smudged mascara, no fuss.

I also noticed that my morning routine got cut down by a solid 10 minutes. That might not sound like a lot, but it adds up, especially when you’re someone who likes to hit snooze one too many times.

Tips for First-Timers

If you’re thinking about getting a lash lift in Vancouver BC, here are a few tips from someone who’s been there:

Avoid mascara 24 hours before your appointment to ensure your lashes are clean and ready.

Don’t get them wet for 24–48 hours after the lift—this helps the shape hold longer.

Go to a salon with good reviews and certified technicians, like Girlfriends Brow Bar 

They also offer amazing brow threading services, so you can knock out two treatments in one go. I got my brows cleaned up while I was there, and let me tell you—the combo of lifted lashes and perfect brows? Game changer.

Final Thoughts: Worth It? 100%

Whether you’re a minimalist, a busy mom, a student, or just someone who wants to feel effortlessly put-together, a lash lift is a total beauty win. It enhances your natural features without looking overdone, and you can finally ditch the heavy eye makeup (unless you're into that, of course!).

If you're in the Lower Mainland and searching for the best place to get a lash lift in Vancouver, I can't recommend Girlfriends Brow Bar in Kitsilano enough. The staff is knowledgeable, the atmosphere is friendly, and the results speak for themselves.

[humblyindigodilemma]

The Luxurious Allure of Cashmere Lashes: A Complete Guide

Discover the elegance of cashmere lashes, the ultimate in lash luxury. Learn what sets them apart, how to apply them, and why they’re a must-have for flawless beauty.

What Are Cashmere Lashes?

Cashmere lashes are a premium type of false eyelashes known for their ultra-soft, lightweight, and feathery texture. Unlike synthetic lashes, which can feel stiff and unnatural, cashmere lashes mimic the delicate touch of real cashmere fabric—hence the name. They are crafted from high-quality synthetic fibers or sometimes even real hair, designed to blend seamlessly with natural lashes for a glamorous yet effortless look.

These lashes are favored by makeup artists and beauty enthusiasts for their ability to add volume without looking overly dramatic. The fibers are finely tapered, creating a wispy, fluttery effect that enhances the eyes without weighing them down.

Why Choose Cashmere Lashes Over Other Types?

Unmatched Softness

The defining feature of cashmere lashes is their incredible softness. While traditional false lashes can feel rough or itchy, cashmere lashes provide a cloud-like comfort that feels almost weightless.

Natural Yet Glamorous Look

Unlike overly dense strip lashes, cashmere lashes offer a balanced blend of volume and subtlety. They enhance the eyes without appearing overly fake, making them perfect for both daytime and evening wear.

Lightweight & Flexible Band

The lash band on cashmere lashes is typically thin and flexible, allowing for an easier, more comfortable application. This also means they conform better to the natural curve of the eyelid.

Reusable & Durable

High-quality cashmere lashes can be worn multiple times with proper care. Their delicate fibers hold their shape well, making them a worthwhile investment for lash lovers.

How to Apply Cashmere Lashes Like a Pro

Applying cashmere lashes requires a gentle touch to maintain their delicate structure. Follow these steps for a flawless finish:

Measure & Trim

Hold the lash strip against your eyelid to check the length. Trim any excess from the outer edge if needed.

Apply Lash Glue

Use a high-quality, latex-free lash adhesive. Apply a thin layer along the band and wait 20-30 seconds until the glue becomes tacky.

Place with Tweezers

Using tweezers or a lash applicator, gently press the cashmere lashes as close to your natural lash line as possible.

Blend with Mascara (Optional)

For a seamless look, lightly coat your natural lashes and the cashmere lashes with mascara to blend them together.

How to Care for Your Cashmere Lashes

To extend the life of your cashmere lashes, follow these care tips:

Remove Gently – Peel them off slowly, starting from the outer corner.

Clean After Use – Use a mild makeup remover to wipe away glue and mascara residue.

Store Properly – Keep them in their original case to maintain their shape.

Final Thoughts: Are Cashmere Lashes Worth It?

If you love the look of full, fluttery lashes without the heaviness of traditional falsies, cashmere lashes are an excellent choice. Their ultra-soft texture, natural appeal, and comfortable wear make them a standout option in the world of false eyelashes. Whether you're a beginner or a lash expert, cashmere lashes offer a touch of luxury that elevates any makeup look.

Have you tried cashmere lashes yet? Share your experience in the comments!

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Top Eyelash Extension Trends UK: Achieve Flawless Beauty Every Day

In recent years, the beauty world has seen a dramatic rise in the popularity of eyelash extensions. For women across the UK, the quest for effortless beauty is driving the demand for stunning lashes that enhance natural features without requiring hours in front of the mirror. Whether you're new to lash enhancements or a seasoned pro, this beginner’s guide will walk you through the top trends, the benefits of the latest products, and how they can transform your beauty routine.

Why Eyelash Trends Are All the Rage

The allure of fuller, longer lashes has captivated beauty enthusiasts worldwide. Lashes frame the eyes, making them appear brighter and more youthful. Trends in lash enhancements, from natural-looking false eyelashes to dramatic fake eyelashes, cater to diverse preferences and occasions. What makes these trends so compelling is their ability to elevate your look instantly, whether you’re running errands or attending a glamorous event.

If you're considering joining the lash revolution, rest assured that there’s a product to match your needs. From lightweight everyday wear to bold, statement lashes, top brands like Ardell and Red Cherry are setting the bar high with innovative designs that blend comfort, style, and durability.

Natural Beauty with Ardell Naked Lashes 428

For a soft, natural look, the Ardell Naked Lashes 428 is a perfect choice. These lashes are designed to mimic the appearance of real lashes while subtly enhancing volume and length. They are lightweight and virtually undetectable, making them ideal for beginners who want a polished, no-makeup look.

Applying the Ardell Naked Lashes 428 is simple. Start by curling your lashes and applying a thin layer of mascara to blend your natural lashes with the extensions. Then, use a lash adhesive to attach the strip as close to your lash line as possible. The result is a flawless finish that enhances your eyes without appearing overdone. Perfect for daytime wear, these lashes are a must-have for those who value subtlety and elegance.

Bold and Beautiful with Ardell Bbl Big Beautiful Lashes

For those who prefer drama, the Ardell Bbl Big Beautiful Lashes deliver maximum impact. These lashes are crafted to add incredible volume and length, giving you a glamorous look that’s perfect for evening events or photoshoots. Unlike traditional heavy lashes, the Bbl Big Beautiful Lashes are surprisingly comfortable, allowing you to wear them for extended periods without irritation.

Their bold design pairs beautifully with smoky eye makeup or a classic red lip. To achieve a professional finish, measure the lashes against your eye and trim the edges if necessary. This ensures a perfect fit, preventing any discomfort. Once applied, you’ll feel like a star, ready to turn heads wherever you go.

Sophistication with Ardell Faux Mink Lashes

When it comes to achieving a luxurious, high-end look, the Ardell Faux Mink Lashes are a game-changer. Made with ultra-soft synthetic fibers, these lashes replicate the appearance of real mink but are cruelty-free. They strike the perfect balance between dramatic flair and refined sophistication, making them suitable for both formal and casual settings.

The Faux Mink Lashes are especially popular among beauty enthusiasts who love layering products for a multidimensional effect. Pair them with an eyelash lift kit for a seamless, curled finish that enhances the drama. The application process is straightforward, and with proper care, these lashes can be reused multiple times, providing excellent value for money.

Vibrant Looks with Red Cherry Stone Color False Eyelashes

For those who dare to be different, the Red Cherry Stone Color False Eyelashes offer a unique way to experiment with your style. Featuring subtle hints of color, these lashes add a playful twist to your look without overwhelming your natural beauty. Perfect for festivals, parties, or creative photoshoots, they’re a versatile addition to your beauty arsenal.

Application is as easy as their traditional counterparts. Start by prepping your lashes with a primer or light mascara. This step helps the colorful accents stand out. Apply the lashes with a steady hand, ensuring they align perfectly with your lash line. These vibrant lashes make a bold statement, proving that beauty is all about self-expression.

Benefits of Eyelash Extensions

The benefits of eyelash extensions extend far beyond aesthetics. By reducing your reliance on mascara and lash curlers, these products save time and effort while giving you the confidence to take on your day. High-quality false eyelashes are designed to blend seamlessly with your natural lashes, ensuring comfort and durability throughout the day.

Moreover, innovations like Ardell’s lightweight and reusable lashes cater to environmentally conscious buyers. Instead of disposable beauty products, investing in reusable lashes aligns with sustainable beauty practices, making you look good while doing good.

How to Maintain Your Lashes

Proper care is key to extending the life of your fake eyelashes. After each use, gently remove any adhesive residue and store the lashes in their original packaging to maintain their shape. Avoid excessive contact with water or oil-based products, as these can weaken the lash band and reduce adhesion.

For lash extensions that require a professional application, regular touch-ups are necessary to maintain their fullness. Always follow the instructions provided with your eyelash lift kit or adhesive for the best results. With the right maintenance routine, your lashes can remain flawless for weeks.

Discover the Perfect Lashes for You

The world of eyelash enhancements offers endless possibilities, catering to every style and occasion. Whether you prefer the natural elegance of Ardell Naked Lashes 428 or the daring charm of Red Cherry Stone Color False Eyelashes, there’s a perfect pair waiting to transform your beauty routine.

For more details on these incredible products and to take your lash game to the next level, visit Qubyk UK today. With just a few clicks, you can explore the finest selection of lashes and accessories, ensuring you always put your best face forward.

Achieve flawless beauty every day with the latest trends in eyelash extensions. Start your journey to captivating eyes now!

[talesfromasnarkylisa]

Lacey: Chapter 6

August 3, 2023

It was Thursday afternoon. I completed the Music Refined editor application in the morning before work, so all I had to do was to submit it. Once I did that, I worked on editing a video. I hadn’t uploaded to YouTube in forever and I was losing subscribers. What I didn’t expect to see was an onslaught of hate comments. 

Ladybugfan (2 hours ago): go fuck yourself.

Peterparking (3 hours ago): I’m sure you wouldn’t go behind a rival editor’s back to make fun of them watching a kid’s show, Mr. Grammar Freak?

loverstanner (6 hours ago): What is with you and your obsession to make teenagers sob themselves to sleep over overblown mistakes

Coderguy (10 hours ago): Hello James hope you had fun breaking Lovergirl’s heart

They were varied, but all had one thing in common: bringing up old drama. Some talked about my previous tendency to talk shit about publication editors. Others mentioned my needless roasting of a beginner writer’s one small typo to the point of bringing them to tears. And that wasn’t even getting into my relationship with Betty. Good lord, is that something I do not want to get into.

I didn’t bother to go through all the comments. There were just too many. But I did check the video analytics. Lo and behold, many of these commenters were also former subscribers of mine. I also checked my Twitter analytics. My old controversies really still bit me in the ass.

Darian and I met up at the park later on. He was finished his voice work for the week and I needed a break from dealing with all the hate comments.

“How’s it going, James?” asked Darian.

“Done with the Music Refined application,” I told him, “which is nice.”

“That’s awesome!” a giddy Darian smiled.

We sat on a wooden bench close to the river. 

“I guess,” I adjusted my shirt. “But I’m not sure if I’ll get in. Besides, people are still bringing up my old drama.”

Darian sighed.

“Let’s be real here,” he pointed out. “You were pretty obnoxious last year. Even just a few months ago, there was still that whole argument where you got petty over a fanart of you with a streamer the artist didn’t know you hated.”

“That streamer was one of Augusta’s lackeys,” I said.

“It’s not like he knew that,” responded Darian.

I started feeling increasingly frustrated with my oblivious friend.

“If Noah did any sort of research, any Google search-” I nearly lashed out.

“This isn’t easily searchable,” said Darian. “The most Izzy publicly did was say she liked Augusta’s art and hoped Augusta would find a good therapist. To an outsider, it’s probably not a big deal.”

“Fine,” I calmed down. 

Darian was right. There’s a reason I had to apologize for my spat with Noah and backed down. 

“Let’s talk about something else!” exclaimed Darian.

“Like what?” I wondered.

“I read this article on the Guardian about this hilarious scambait that lasted five months,” said Darian.

“Tell me more,” I responded. I’ve always loved stories of good scambaits.

Darian began telling me the story. It all started with a man named John. John was an IT support guy tired of being single, so he went onto Tinder to have a little fun. Sure enough, he found a perfectly sculpted young woman named Brigid. Or so she presented as. John’s next few DMs with her made it pretty clear she (if she was even a she) was just a scammer. From the instant desire to marry to a fascination with cryptocurrency, anyone with a functioning brain should have been able to figure out their bluff. This obviously included John.

Did John just block the fake profile and move on with his life? No. He was a very bored man and this alleged woman had a very checkered online dating record. John tried his hand at scambaiting. The guy gave them the most absurd of responses. When they told him he was a duke’s son, he always corrected them to say he was the long-lost king. Whenever they told him to buy NFTs, he sent them videos about the dangers of NFTs. 

John spent a lot of his free time wasting their time to prevent them from scamming others. But all perversely enjoyable things come to an end and so did this. After almost half a year of cat-and-mouse, Brigid gave up. They then nuked their Tinder profile.

After hearing about the story of John from Darian, I contemplated to myself: what if I could be like John? Find someone to try to scam me, and then turn that back around on them and write about it for clout. I could make hundreds of thousands. But how would I find that person anyhow? It seemed very time consuming. I had multiple jobs to work, not to mention a potential editor position that would take even more time.

All of the sudden, I started thinking of Lacey. In our last few in-server conversations, she seemed to like me a lot. She sent me a bunch of smiley face emojis after a joke I made and asked me questions about my favorite song lyrics. 

A plan came to mind: manipulate her to do shady things and make myself out to be the victim. I dismissed the thought at first. She’s just a nobody, I told myself. On the other hand, most scammers are nobodies anyways. 

What would be the harm when she deserved it?

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14 and jk pls

okay bestie, 14: sleepover and decide to play t or d BUT WITH A TWIST. I got inspo from the CUT game Truth Or Drink, but anyways. hope you like it. omg I’m scared

summary: you’ve been friends with Jungkook for months now, a severe thunderstorm and a drinking game blurs the lines between friendship and more.

warning(s): mature language, college friends, drinking, jungkook is a bit flirty, some of the questions are dirty, implied smut, friends with feeling. Plot with little porn.

truth or drink | jeon jungkook

- “The weather app sucks ass,” he huffed, staring out the window into the thunderstorm waiting for him outside. His eyes shifted down to the app, which changed from a warm night to showcasing clouds of gray and thunder on his screen.

“Severe Thunder Storm warning, if you are from any of the following districts, blah blah blah, remain sheltered from the time being until 6:45am the following day,” you read the weather alert out loud. Jungkook looked back at you, “Um what? I live clear across town, how the hell am I gonna get through that?”

It was true. Your dear friend lived far from your place, and the original plan for the two of you tonight was to study for your Psych exam and then go out for drinks with your friends. It had already been a struggle trying to get him to study, but now he was in an even worse mood because you weren’t going to be able to go out drinking. “Just sleepover crybaby,” you rolled your eyes making yourself comfortable on your couch, “Let’s drink or something.”

“Just us two?” He gnawed on his bottom lip nervously stepping away from the window and looking down at you, “Won’t it be boring?”

“Jieun’s got some drinking games here somewhere, check the media console,” you instructed him, stretching lazily as you pushed yourself up again, “I’ll go find something to drink for us. I think we still have some bottles of Soju laying around.”

“Truth or Drink, what the fuck is that?” Jungkook asked, scooting next to you on the coffee table as he held a little white box. Upon opening it he was met with four different card deck boxes, he read them carefully, “Which one should we do?”

He read the box, Last Call, eyes skimming the quick summary on the back, “Warning, do not play these questions unless it’s very late and you’ve got nothing to lose. Let’s play this one. Wait but it says three or more people.”

You poured Soju into two small glasses, “Yeah it’s to help find winners because the dealer has to choose between two answers. But let’s just play it a different way, there’s usually two questions on a card, we choose the best one, ask the other person and if they can’t answer they drink. And then we can ask the second question if we want to.”

“I need a beginner’s drink real quick,” he chugged down the liquor set in front of them, urging you to do the same, “I want to go first. I just have to pick a card from the pile and ask you?”

You nodded, setting two small piles on the table and waiting for him to decide which one he wants to ask. His eyes widened, “Oh fuck, these questions are heavy. First one and it’s already a lot. Um anyways,” he shook his head as if giving himself motivation, “Does our relationship bring out the best in you? In me? If not, why?”

You thought about it for a moment, “I think, we bring out the best in each other. You’re my best friend and you make me laugh easily and always make me feel comfortable and not a lot of people make me feel that way. I do think I am a better person because of our friendship.”

He wiped at his eye, pretending to shed a tear, “That was beautiful. Okay hurry up, ask me something.” He set the card to the side, waiting patiently for you to choose one. You laughed reading the question, “Who is in control of our relationship?”

“Fuck you, you know you are,” Jungkook huffed crossing his arms in front of him, “Everybody calls me your little puppy. I have separation anxiety it is not my fault.” The two of you chuckled, you watched him reach into the deck again, brows arching as he read, “What am I the most ignorant about?”

You debated answering. There were a few things your friend was ignorant about but you weren’t sure how to say it. In reality the two of you had barely been friends for a little over a year and though you hung out all the time you weren’t sure you were ready to have any deeper conversations. You reached for your drink, taking a drink swiftly ignoring the way his jaw dropped to the floor, “Don’t play with me, answer.”

“I can’t,” you shrugged, “I already took a drink. It’s Truth or Drink, not Truth and Drink.” He leaned forward a little, pout evident on his face, “Please. Please just answer this one. This is the only one I’ll ask you to do.”

“Fine!” You groaned throwing yourself back onto the pillow you set behind you, “I think you can be ignorant when it comes to your looks.” His brows furrowed, turning toward you, tempted to lay down as well. “I mean,” you thought for a moment, “Everyone knows you’re an attractive guy, except you. You’re always complaining about being single or lonely. And I know a ton of girls who’d kill to go on a date with you.”

“Wait,” he shook his head trying to process the information, “You think I’m attractive?” You rolled your eyes, sitting back up with a sigh, “That wasn’t part of the question. My turn.”

You sighed, reading the question out loud, “Do I often seem like I’m being fake?”

He thought for a moment, “Yes. Sometimes I feel like, you don’t really want to be friends with me, or that I annoy you and you just don’t know how to tell me to leave you alone. Or that you just keep me around because you’re bored.”

“Aw,” you frowned, “Oh my god, Kook I’m sorry I make you feel that way. I promise our friendship is 100% real and I am not being fake about it at all.” He smiled widely looking over to the other decks, picking the red one up, “Extra Dirty, let’s play it.”

“No,” you groaned as he changed the mood in the room rather quickly with his distracted mind. He ignored you reading the summary, “Sex, drugs, and rock n roll. All the questions your dark subconscious wants to ask your friends. Yeah let’s play it, the other deck was getting too emotional, can we do this one instead?”

“Fine but if it’s anything too weird I’m just drinking,” you told him. He nodded understandingly as he reached for a card, choking on his own spit for a minute before an evil smile came to his face, “What’s something you wish your ex would have done sexually, but didn’t?”

Fuck. Of course he’d be smiling at this question. Jungkook absolutely hated your ex boyfriend, Hobi. He thought he was rude and sexist and you had to agree just a little. You were friends with Hobi now but he wasn’t the best in a relationship. “Fuck,” you bit your lower lip in concentration, “I’ll tell you but this stays between you and I.”

He stuck his pinky finger out, locking it with yours as he waited eagerly for your answer. You weren’t going to pussy out of a question again so you were just going to say it. “He could never make me cum from eating me out, like never, not even with his fingers,” you hurriedly covered your face with your hands embarrassment filling you as it sat quietly on Jungkook’s end. The breakup was fairly recent so it was still a little awkward and the few hook ups you ve had since then sucked ass. “My turn,” you reached for a card taking his silence as a sign of awkwardness.

Huffing, you read carefully, “Do you find me physically attractive? What if I bat my eyelashes like this?” You did as the card said, batting your lashes at him with innocent and big eyes. He sat for a moment, “Most definitely, he said quickly grabbing another card, “You’re unbelievably attractive. Anyways.”

You could see his tongue push against his cheek, brows knitted together, “What’s your most complimented anatomical feature as described by your lovers?”

You chuckled lightly, “Realistically? Probably my chest.” You caught the way his eyes lingered down for a moment, face softening as he nodded his head. You giggled looking down at the card you just picked from the pile, “Are you loud during sex? Demonstrate with a dramatic interpretation of your signature sounds.”

“I’m drinking,” he mumbled but you shook your head laughing. “No no, you had me answer a question after I drank so I’m gonna do the same. I really want to hear what you got.” He groaned, covering his face in his hands, “Give me a minute, let me take this drink first.”

“Okay so,” he cleared his throat, “I wouldn’t say I’m loud, but I’m not quiet either. I think it also depends on what we’re doing. I’m louder when I’m getting my dick sucked, and it kinda sounds like, um,” he paused for a second. Breathing getting heavier as he began to show you, his mouth fell open, small whines leaving his lips followed by a couple grunts, “Fuck! Okay I’m done. Let me pick a damn card.”

You bursted out laughing as his ears turned a dark red. “It’s getting serious,” you giggled not noticing the way his embarrassed expression turned into a sly smirk, “Got your ass bestie, now it’s your turn. Give a passionate example of your dirty talk.”

You threw yourself back dramatically, debating on taking a drink or not. He smiled, “If you drink you’re a pussy.” “Fine hold on,” you say up scooting closer to him. Clearing your throat, you touched his shoulder lightly, bringing yourself closer to his ear too scared to say it loud so you chose to whisper instead. “You have really pretty hands Kook,” you started. He tensed underneath you for a moment, “I wouldn’t mind having them wrapped around my neck here and there.” Maybe it was the liquor already in your system but this wasn’t as embarrassing as you thought it’d be, and the goosebumps on his skin were making you want to say just a little bit more before it ended.

“And your fingers are so long and pretty,” you looked down at his tattooed hand, “I wonder how they’d feel all over me— Okay I’m done! My turn,” you grabbed a card, ignoring his silent stance. “If we were in a porn together, what category would it be under?”

He cleared his throat sitting straighter as he recollected himself, “Probably something along the lines of, ‘College Hunk Destroys Bratty Girl’ yeah that’d definitely be it.”

“You’re annoying,” you rolled your eyes as he went on for his turn, reading it loudly, “Are you a good kisser? If so, demonstrate.”

“It does not say that,” you muttered. You knew for a fact it didn’t. When Jieun got the game the two of you read every card in every deck and none of them were that suggestive. They said crazy things but nothing that involved intimate physical contact with someone else playing. “It does,” Jungkook said as matter-of-fact. “Okay then show me where it says that.”

“No.”

“Then you’re a liar,” you reached for the card but he held it away, “If you’re a bad kisser just say that Y/n.”

“I’m not!” You whined stretching forward for the card, hand pushing in his knee. He smiled at you, holding the card high as your faces were just a mere inches away from each other, “Well then demonstrate or take the L.” You sighed, hands using his legs to push yourself forward. He stared down at you, arm slowly lowering but his grip on the card was tight in case you tried snatching it out. You looked down at his parted and waiting lips, debating if you should actually go for it.

You were both a little tipsy, and you could always just blame your kiss on the alcohol. It wasn’t like you never thought about Jungkook in that way but you did your best to keep it as a simple friendship. Getting the courage, your back arched slightly as you leaned up to connect your lips with his softly. It was a soft kiss, his lips mets yours immediately going in for it. It wasn’t anything special but he was very obviously a good kisser. When you felt him dip in to further the kiss you attempted to pull away, his following lips going after you. Before you could catch your breath after your separation, his hand dropped the card, Both hands flying to your jaw and cupping your face in his hands as he pulled you in again.

You fell forward, hands gripping his shoulders to steady yourself. His large hands were soft, the pad of his thumbs caressing your cheeks as he pushed his tongue against you. You opened your mouth a little more allowing him access. Your could hear buzzing in the back, but as you tried to pull away, Jungkook only held you closer. You didn’t mind though, if you would’ve known kissing your best friend felt this good, you might’ve tried it sooner. His hands trailed down to your waist, pulling you swiftly onto his lap, as he leaned back against the legs of the couch. You pressed yourself closer deepening the kiss as your hands grinned onto his hair lightly. His hands brushed your sides and under your shirt. His cold hands on your bare stomach surprised you, the hand gripping a lock of hair pulled causing him to let out a breathy groan.

He pushed you down onto the floor, hovering above you as he wrapped your legs around his waist. His hands pushed your shirt up, kisses trailing down your jaw and neck, “If you don’t want this, tell me now because I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop.”

“I want you,” you told him as he looked down at you with doe eyes. “I want you too.”

yoongi: i got locked out of my place. ur at y/n’s right? can I come over?

yoongi: hellooooo

yoongi: ANSWER YOUR PHONE

yoongi: if I catch a cold I’m suing fat

A/n OKAY LISTEN. I wanted to put smut in but I wasn’t sure if you’d be comfortable with that so I chose not to. I hope you like it, and I can always do a Drabble with smut if that’s something you want. Thank you for requesting bestie, and DONT BE SHY

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black swan | one

⇢ pairing(s): professional dancer!park jimin x figure skater!reader.

⇢ word count: 4.8K.

⇢ rating: 16+, mature.

⇢ genre: angst, eventual smut, fluff, e2l, fake dating!au, corrupted idol!au, dancer!au, figure skater!au.

⇢ summary: a life of skating was all you’d ever known, your heart craving the feeling of ice beneath your feet and the light brush of cool air against your skin under thousands of sparkling lights... what a shame, if only you’d known that one night, one accident could rip you from the life you’d grown to love, leaving your career in the unsteady hands of the prince of ballet, park jimin.

⇢ warning(s): please read for this chapter! angst, just a lot of vmon fluff, sports injury and mentions of blood!

⇢ author’s note(s): eeeep here it is everyone!! the first chapter of my new series!! ive worked super hard on this so im nervous and excited to share :( i hope you guys love it! feedback is greatly appreciated <3

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alive.

if there was one word that you would use to describe this feeling, it would be alive. from the second the toepick of your skate touched the ice, your body would always come to light, energy surging through your veins as you drifted across the smooth surface of the rink. you belonged here, you were born here. this was was where you felt at home.

although the space was littered with other skaters, you believe yourself to be alone— the music of your heavily practiced routine filling your mind while you ready your position...head down, arm outstretched and fingertips pointed. rolling your shoulders, you clutch your hand to your chest as the chords of your original soundtrack blast through your thoughts, with a half turn you bend at the back, catching your skate while you twist your body into a layback spin— holding your skate to your head. “catch foot,” you whisper, following the notes of the song— butterfly. it was a short contemporary piece composed by your trainer which you had insisted on using for this competition. as the music flows, you release your grip on your skate and allow it to hit the ice, holding your arms out in a poised manner.

gliding across the ice, you dive into your next movement— the cantilever— bending at the knee and leaning backwards, skates out-turned. you know that move after would require the support from your partner, so you skip it in favour of saving it for the eyes of the judges. hydroblades were always a signature between he and yourself. the song hits a climax in your head, piano notes wafting through lost memories, tangled with practices of routines and you tumble effortlessly into the remaining steps like a flowing waterfall that never stops— the triple axel is the jump that comes after, a difficult manoeuvre through the air...but well known in the skating community as only a few have landed it in contest. skating forward, you put your power into the jump, leaping forward with only two and half rotations, saving the third for the competition and breathing a sigh of relief when you land backwards— just as planned. you move with the grace of a pure white swan, silently slipping into every move, spin and jump as you focus on only the sounds of your blade against the ice.

completing another full turn, you head straight into a sit spin— curling in on yourself as your body lowers to the cool surface of the ice. during a spin, you fyour blades dig into the ice as you come to a halt, exposing yourself to the world once again. breathing laboured from exertion, you outstretch your arms once more and imagine the final chords of your musical piece, ending your routine.

your attention is captured by a round of applause to your left, making you whip your head in search for the sound. a sweet grin graced your lips as you recognise the two men clapping away, causing you to skate over and rest your palms on the boarders of the rink.

“taehyungie,” you sing, leaning over the barriers to ruffle at the thick mass of unruly black locks that curl just above his eyes. the boy only laughs as he grabs your wrist and pulls you in for an awkward hug. his body is warmer compared to the ice, bringing you a sense of homely comfort that you recognise as familiar. “i missed you at practice just now,”

taehyung himself rolls his eyes making it his turn to ruffle your hair. “oh please, you hardly need me! you make a two man routine look good on its own!” he rambles excitedly, body leering over the barrier as if the ice is calling him. taehyung’s dark eyes flitter up to meet yours, an amused chuckle emulating from his lips at your jokingly unimpressed expression. “if i didn’t know any better, i’d think you were a solo skater—“

you huff, letting the corners of your lips twitch up into a small smile. “you know that i couldn’t ever do this without you, tae— i need you on the ice with me.” you poke at his cheek affectionately, your body lighting up as you spot namjoon, both yours and taehyung’s coach behind the latter. your skating partner catches the change in your expression, turning around to greet namjoon with a warm hug and kiss to the cheek.

yourself, taehyung and namjoon had known each other for as long as you could remember. you’d met taehyung at your very first skating lesson, in a beginners class when his hair was wild and untamed, a little boy with missing teeth and big bright eyes. as a little girl, you’d thought he’d gotten lost on his way to an ice hockey practice. at the time, namjoon’s father ran the skating company you started under— leaving his son in charge of the beginners class.

the three of you had grown up together; taehyung was your first kiss— promptly realising he wasn’t into girls right after you’d stolen a smooch on the swing set in your backyard after a practice (“yeah...YN, i’m gay.”). and even in high school, the two of you stalking namjoon around hallways as you teased a blushing taehyung about is growing crush on the lankier male. you cradled you’re jubilant friend as he cried when namjoon left for college, his light dimming a bit but you remembered crying harder when the three of you were united four years and a plethora of competitions, medals and skates later.

“well if it isn’t my favourite pair of skaters,” namjoon greets, tucking his hands into the pockets of his bomber jacket that proudly shows off the logo of your skating company. “practicing again, YN?”

you see the amusement dancing in your coach’s eyes, he wouldn’t have put it past you to see you on the ice so early in the morning. you’d never relented with your skating, having pushed yourself to win two olympic medals by the time you were nineteen. you were an image of perfection in the skating world, not a scandal or downfall in your entire career— most would find such an achievement quite daunting— losing friends was made easy because of it... but you knew that you had taehyung and namjoon and the love of your family and company, you knew that with that you could achieve anything. “i have to, if i want to be better than taehyung...” you tease and tug on said male’s sleeve. “help me get him on the ice?”

namjoon presses a kiss into the depths of taehyung’s deep ocean locks, sending him off with a whisper that makes him run off to grab his skates before the elder approaches you. “little ice princess, i think i have a gift for you...” namjoon sings sweetly, pulling his phone from his back pocket as you lean over the barrier excitedly.

“you think?”

“i know.”

the elder holds out his device for you to see, the screen lighting up as an unfamiliar caller ID flashes across it. you raise your eyes hesitantly while your coach nods, smile reaching his eyes as you answer the call. a group of beaming faces decorate the screen and your own eyes dance across each and every one of them, recognising them as the boys and girls of moonchild skating company.

“YN!” the skaters cheer, waving excitedly amongst a sea of claps and giggles. “good, luck!”

“thanks you guys,” you whisper sweetly, sparing an appreciative glance at namjoon, you blow kisses to all of your fellow skaters thankfully. you note some of them to be from different ranks in your company; from beginners to juniors and some from different areas of competition— although your heart jumps slightly at the sight of one in particular. “jungkookie...”

“noona!” the boy cheers, scrunching his nose excitedly at the mention of his name. your heart melts as he looks to you with sparkling doe eyes, the younger boy having a special place in your heart— he came to the company bright eyed and shy, there had been a lot of doubt about jungkook’s abilities on the ice because of that. but as soon as he stepped foot on the rink, everyone’s worries drifted away— each of his movements were silken and seamless easily making him one of the best solo skaters in the senior rank, although he was slightly younger than you. you remember catching him after practice one day— he had yet to decide if he wanted to sign up with namjoon and he’d only  stayed behind to watch you run through your routine with taehyung. the bumbling boy couldn’t help but blush when he’d been caught with yourself and your partner yearning for him to join. he did so in the end... because of you, because you had inspired him to pick up skating after you won your first gold medal. it just so happened that little jungkookie was a fast learner. “did you like the surprise? i thought it would help with your nerves— i know you get butterflies in your tummy before you perform! so do i! especially when i see you— uh! i mean!”

jungkook’s ears burn as bright as his cherry red hair, the shade only feeling as your melodious chuckle wafts through the phone’s speakers. “i loved it kookie, thank you.” you hum, batting your lashes at him, despite the presence of the other skaters on the call. you knew he had a soft spot for you, it was hard to miss his longing gazes and the tightening of his jaw when tae put his hand on your waist for lifts. it was sweet. “good luck to you in your regionals as well, you’ll do great... okay?” you’re quick to remind him, as you note taehyung returning from the locker room.

“t-thank you noona! we love you!”

the skaters give you one last cheer and round of applause as taehyung slips into view with a boxed grin and sweet wave. namjoon ends the call, ruffling his lover’s mop of hair before ushering the two of you onto the ice, ready to run through your routine one last time.

putting together the perfect routine, is like making the perfect breakfast. the eggs you begin with, a sweet yolk dancing on your tongue like the starting moves that give the judges a taste of what you’re capable of. next were the pancakes, drenched in syrup— like light movements through the air, packing a punch with the saucy moves between yourself and your partner to show off your finesse and finally, there was the—

“orange juice.” taehyung’s timbre voice cut through your thoughts like a knife as he place a glass of freshly squeezed juice in front of you whilst disrupting your  mentally mapped out routine. blinking rapidly under his stares, your gaze switched from the piles of food he’d set on your plate, to the amused but scolding glare he’d spared you. “drink it, it’ll keep your sugar and energy up for today.”

“thanks taetae...”

you nod gratefully, leaning forward and taking a gulp of the bitter yellow liquid as if it’ll wash away the nerves beginning to bubble in the pits of your stomach. nonetheless, the skater beams brightly at you before he scoffs down a mouthful of his towering breakfast— as he always did before such events. you, however, couldn’t bare to eat— not with the devious stares of the other female figure skaters who eyed your plates. you knew it was a tactic to throw you off guard, the canteen of the hotel was much like a high school back in the day, with cliques and squads all out to get each other. it was always like this before major skating competition but your mind is too busy being filled with anticipation of getting on the ice and showing off once more.

namjoon appears after taehyung has eaten more than half his plate— resulting in him stealing bits and pieces from your own. “don’t look so nervous, YN,” the elder chides from over his steaming cup of coffee, hand running through his dishevelled purple and blonde streaked locks. “you’ll do great, both of you will.” your coach spares a knowing glance to taehyung, who blushes through munching the rest of your pancakes and so; you can tell by the light bruises on the neck that he and taehyung had a rough encounter in the night before.  

joon was never allowed to mark taehyung above the waist, because the younger loved to wear costumes that glittered and showed off his open chest. you knew from experience that the marks would be below the waist where no one could see— like their own little good luck ritual. glee consumes your skating partner as namjoon nuzzles his nose into his dark hair, the distraction letting you slip under the surface of worry once more.

‘no, you’ve got this.’ you think, flickering your gaze anywhere but your plate in order to clam the race horse of thoughts in your mind. you finally settle on staring at the news report playing on the small digital TV hanging in the right hand corner of the cafeteria. park jimin, arrested for speeding. the report flashes across the screen, images of bright blonde hair and dark eyes hidden by thick black shades passing by with faint sounds of camera clicks.

you shake your head, grateful to never had experienced trouble like that. sure, you’d dealt with reporters and trash paparazzi but, joon and tae— they’d always gotten you through it. it was just nice to not be alone like him...

park jimin.

taehyung had a mind of brilliance.

you sit in the stylist chair, hair slicked back and curled away from your eyes— the momentum of free hair would have disrupted your skating or thrown you off balance, but god was kim taehyung a miracle worker. he always knew how he wanted you both to look for performances, the makeup artists bidding to his every need. you could even find him helping out with the beginners class performances— adding glitter to baby cheeks and braiding youthful hair.

today, your friend had decided the look you would go for; would be faded baby blue shadow dancing across your lids and blending softly with cloudy whites and silver sparkles. your liner was sharp, winged enough to cut the diamond edge of the gemstones that were dotted at the corner of your eye— taehyung was smart, co-ordinating your makeup look with the pretty silver dress namjoon had scouted out just for you.

the article of clothing itself, is backless with long sleeves that form tear drops at your pointer finger as they fade from silver to a cool grey, much like the skirt of your dress. smaller gemstones and pearls align at your waist and chest, that glistened under the cheap light when namjoon had first revealed the outfit to you. you had cried when you thumbed the flowing layered skirt, thanking your boys endlessly for the beautiful dress but taehyung had only giggled ��� knowing that it matched his silver to white shirt, tight fitting and glittering with layered sleeves (which he loved so much).

now, you laced up your skates— nerves peaking once more. the white leather sat comfortably against your heal, having broken in the skates amiss your training. you knew that the current pair were already on the ice, eliciting cheers from the crowd so you forced your jitters into lacing up and securing your skates. a double not would suffice.

“you’re both going to do amazing, remember whatever happens out there... i’m proud of you.” your coach reminds with one last dimpled smile before you’re due on the ice. taehyung pecks both of your cheeks and leads you away from your team of staff— who clap excitedly for you while your names are announced.

squeezing his hand, you slide smoothly onto the ice with taehying and close your eyes, breathing in the sharp scent of coolness and fresh air and taking in the squeals of your names. “you look great,” your partner comments easily, smirking as you circle each other on the rink. you open your eyes, noting the white-ish glow the ice gives to taehyung’s honey skin and grin. “we’ve got this.”

“we always do,” you nod back in affirmation, confidence flaring as the announcement finishes (you had always felt more at home on the ice, and tae knew once you were out there, your worries would melt away with the music). you push yourself into position with tae, your foreheads pressed against once another’s, so close that you can feel his warm breath fanning across your face. it’s all for the dramatics but you know that the crowd loves your chemistry. piano chords drift through the air, signalling the start of your routine, your hands roam across taehyung’s body like you’d practiced countless times. when the beat picks up, taehyung twists you in his arms, fingertips reaching just above your head while your own hands follow his to link them.

you begin to pick up momentum, skating with each other in arm as the first verse picks, with hands on your waist, taehyung picks you up gently, holding you off the ice for just a second as he skates into a half spin before placing you down. resuming your movements across the rink, you separate and tumble into your next move— they lay back spin. the pair of you synchronise your moves, holding your skates to your head as you twirl into the lyrics of the song.

‘is it true? is it true?’ the lyrics reverberate in your mind, body following taehyung’s lead into the next steps. his fingertips are  light on your arms to keep them poised, both of you extending your right legs as you glide across the ice. ‘you, you, you...’ your partner lifts you once more into his arms, pushing you into the air for you to fall gracefully into a double salchow— taking off with the back inside edge of your right skate and landing on the outside of the opposite skate. the crowd bursts into applause, making you grin subtly at your partner before interlocking your fingers once more for a partnered arabesque spirals.

your hand grips taehyung’s firmly, letting your bodies move naturally with the music as you hold your legs in outstretched positions. the chorus bursts through the arena as the air below your arms blows away any worries, you fall back into taehyung’s arms once more for a lift above his head— your legs stretched out into a galloping motion before he swiftly prompts you into a death spiral, holding onto your arm as he twirls your body lower towards the ice.

when the chorus ends, you’re back to skating side by side, wowing the crowd with your movements— like namjoon said you would. completing a paired sit spin, movements mirrored perfectly, a feeling of dread feels your stomach. the ice changes beneath your skates— rougher on this side of the rink than others which sends ripples of worry through your veins at what is to come next. a triple axel jump, they were difficult to land and yet a specialty of yourself and your partners. you knew in your heart that if you landed this jump, the competition was yours but the buzzing feeling in your mind knew that something was wrong. to others, the ice carried you gracefully across the rink, but you knew something was out of place. catching taehyung’s eye, it’s as if he feels it too, but you can’t miss he jump... not when it could cost you the chance of a win.

putting your trust into taehyung, the man you’ve known for years— you curl into his chest as his strong hands support you into propelling you into the triple axel jump but to your dismay, the ice catches beneath his toe pick, taehyung misses a fraction of a beat as he forces you into the air. fear spikes in your chest— you weren’t ready, not to land, not for the jump, not for the music to push through with a climax.

and certainly not for the crunch of your bones.

excited cheers die down to fearful gasps and screams of horror, while taehyung picks himself up from the fall. the world is too loud, the lights are too bright and paramedics rush past him as he shakes himself off. wait, paramedics. pupils blown wide the skater rushes to his feet, pushing past men in orange suits with medical kits strewn about— he hears the faint call of namjoon from over the barrier and the announcers up ahead but his focus is on you.

the loudness fades and a ringing sensation builds up behind your ears— the world is black and you can only catch momentary flashes of taehyung’s worried face above your own. you’re confused, you can’t hear him as he mumbles through his sudden onslaught of tears. you cringe as they drip onto your face, an urge to wipe away the wetness taking over you— but when your fingers are brought back to your eyes, you notice the colour of crimson decorating your finger tips.

a muffled cry leaves your small frame as pain shoots through your leg, you can’t find the source but suddenly reality comes rushing back. you can hear the rushed voices of paramedics as they shuffle you onto a gurney, you can feel the stickiness of blood from somewhere on your head trickle down your back— soiling the pretty dress namjoon worked so hard to find, the throbbing pain in your left leg becoming too much to bare as you cry out for anyone, anything.

it hurts, god it hurts.  

“stay with me, YN, keep th-those eyes open for me? okay baby?” you hear as your vision sways, but the voice is familiar— timbre and warm just like taehyung’s. his cool hands cup your face, brushing through your hair as he limps off the rink with your gurney. “p-please stay awake? baby please...” you know that he’s crying and you know that you’re crying too, but you’re too tired, to sleepy to comply with his wishes. the world is still dark, briefly brightening when you see namjoon from the corner of your eye. he’s gone again and the buzzing world is replaced with the scent of disinfectant and hand sanitizer. there’s arguing, yelling but you can’t see from behind closed eyes.

“she needs surgery!”

“what she needs, is us!”

when you come to, one last time you lock eyes with taehyung’s trusting brown ones, watering on the edge of tears. “i won’t leave you, i promise.”

and with that, you slip away again.

there were certain sounds you liked to hear. like the sound of your skate cutting into thick ice when you landed a jump, taehyung’s sweet singing after a long day of practice or the old romcoms you had playing in your hotel room after a day of competing.

the incessant beeping filling your senses was not a sound you liked.

“it’s my fault, joon. you should have seen her face... it’s like she knew and she trusted me to—“ taehyung cuts through the beeping with a voice filled with worry, his jubilant demeanour having been lost somewhere. your head begins to pound as you remember his skittish sobs, but the memories are blurred still.

namjoon’s voice enters next, interrupting the shaking voice of his boyfriend. “it’s not your fault, how could you have known she’d fall like that? you tripped taehyung, something wasn’t right.”

“but she felt it, we both did—“

“then i’ll take it up with the board, we’ll sue, we’ll— we’ll figure out what happened.” your coach reasoned with his lover, a silence sweeping over the room. you yearned for the comfort you felt eminate between them but when you lift your arm, you realise you’re unable to move— the wires and plugs and breathing machines keeping you strapped to the bed. panic rises in your chest, blocking your air as you struggle to breathe—  taehyung is the first to rush to your side, lifting your mask and cradling you into his chest as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear.

namjoon is on your other side, rubbing a large palm up and down your back and out instantly feel comforted by their presence. hot tears roll down your cheeks, burning in your oesophagus as you claw at the base of your throat.

“shhh, little princess it’s okay— we’ve got you.”

a cup of water is brought to your lips which you quickly gulp down, the cool liquid soothing the ache in your throat. blinking, you cling tightly to taehyung’s cable knit sweater— hesitant to speak due to your unused voice. “wh-what happened?” you manage, unsure if your whispers can be heard above the pounding of your heart. “where...where are we?”

“you were in an accident,” namjoon spoke lowly from above you, taehyung instantly squeezing you closer as memories of the incident flashed behind both of your eyes. a low whimper left your childhood friend’s lips at your wince— squeezing you again as if he could drain your pain away. your coach swears he feels his heart break at the two of you hurting, pressing the buzzer for the nurse as tae cradles you and sliding onto your hospital bed to wrap his larger arms around you both. “something went wrong with the ice and, you fell—“

your fingers curl tighter in your friend’s clothes, as you remember the pain shooting up your leg and burning in the back of your skull. taehyung avoids your eyes this time, pressing his lips to the top of your head. “they checked you for a concussion and your leg...” his baritone voice an octave, a cool quiet seeping into the room. “your leg is broken, but with one more surgery and some physical therapy— you’ll be back on the ice in no time!”

your heart plummets in your chest, you knew what injuries like that did to figure skaters. sure you were young, you had time to recover but even the slightest pause in doing so could cost you your entire life, your career. the pair of lovers that surround you share a grim look, knowing the thoughts that are rushing through your mind.

“we have the best doctors for you, YN, with a few months—“

you blink up at tae with fiery eyes filled with tears, resisting the urge to shove him away. “i don’t have a few months, tae! training for the olympics is what i should be doing!” you hiccup, starting to choke on tears you refuse to let shed. “i need to be out there on that ice, or i’m useless, i need to—“

you make movements to step out of bed, sucking in your lower lip as a dull ache rests in your bones. the pair are quick to pull you back into bed, but your hands scold them with slaps as you push them away. you have no right to be angry at them, but you know that they understand. taehyung seems to be calmer now, despite the hurt that tickles his puppy dog features at your resistance, he does his best to comfort you.

but a prominent scowl yearns for the curve of namjoon’s lips, your coach falling deep in thought.

“you’re suspended from skating.”

“wh-what?” you stammer, eyes burning with a fresh set of tears for the third or fourth time that night. this time, your partner stands, looking to his lover in confusion and standing with his hands resting on your shoulders comfortingly.

he speaks hesitantly. “now joon...”

“no, taehyung,” your coach sighs, remaining stern. it kills him to make this choice, but there’s no other way— at least not for now. “LN YN will be suspended from all physical skating activities until she has made a full recovery with a hired physical therapist...” the words pierce straight into your heart, tearing you apart from the inside. you want to scream and cry and kick and protest but you’re too numbed from pain and betrayal to speak or move. “legal action will be taken up with the board responsible for the competition but until then, you will not touch the ice. understand?”

you blink, numb.

“YN, i said, do you understand?” namjoon repeats, steeling his gaze. he hates this, he hates hurting both you and his love.

you nod once, looking away whilst tae rubs circles into your shoulders. his lover mentions something about a coffee before slipping out of the room... and that’s when you breakdown. you cry, heavy ugly tears with a running nose that you’re sure stains your best friends sweater as he rocks you back and forth into the night.

you cry until your spark is dull, you cry until your chest burns and until your eyes are dry. you cry because you’ve lost your purpose in life.

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