#got the nars concealer!!

[tittiez]

When I get home I get to open my new Clio mesh glow cushion but I’m worried abt the color match but maybe if it’s sheerer than the kill cushion it won’t be so pale

[suchawrathfullamb]

what are their fave things about eachother? (clothes, movements, interests, etc, y'know the little things :) )

I love the little things!

I think Will likes to see H in different clothes than what he was used to seeing him wear, yk? He saw him in formal wear and one time (maybe more?) in PJ's. So maybe he really likes it when H wears leather, like the bike fit he had in Paris. I bet Will loves that, cause it's a more clear manifestation of the dangerous and edgy side of Hannibal that's usually concealed in his fancy clothes.

For H, I think he loves when Will dresses up, since he rarely does. After being together, just like he did with those tailored shirts he brought to Europe for Will, I believe he'd get him some nice suits.

But they both probably prefer the other more vulnerable so no clothes are their favorite clothes :).

We know a lot more about H's interests than we do Will's, so I think cooking and drawing are the most obvious ones that Will would favor, because he gets to enjoy the food and idk but I always got the vibe that the drawing scenes made H a little more vulnerable, not that he was literally, he was certainly not, but it did gave off a softness that he didn't usually gave off. Maybe Will sees that, too, also, Will being the nars he is, would love to be showered with a collection of himself in various scenarios lol.

As for H, I think he'd be interested in anything Will is interested in, because that's just how he is lol. I bet he'd indulge and pluck at his brain at any newfound interest like, "you like gardening? why? what about it you like? since when? how did you discover? what's your favorite thing about it? tell me everything" and then would gift him a fancy gardening set or something lol. But god forbid Will made some association with someone else like "oh there was this neighbor I had an affair with and she liked gardening" cause H would go "um, no" and gone, all gone, H would burn all the gardens, forever, like no more gardening for you, get punished for having any attachments that isn't me. Will would be like why must you take it all away from me? and H would just I only want the best for you and having gardening interests because of some PERSON who isn't me is not the best...dear. beloved. bebesito.

anyway

little things, little things...I think Will likes to watch Hannibal sleep because it's a rare moment of vulnerability, I think he likes to observe how he sometimes gets these weird little things like meticulously separates seeds or grains when cooking, and he likes to try to understand why, how he's separating and choosing. I bet he loves the little moments when he shoves his arms inside someone's bowels, too cause ambulance scene. just the little things, yk? No but seriously, I can imagine them getting caught up in gory details of the kills, like omg look at how his muscles flex when he slides the knife along that rude's throat, idk lol.

And I think H loves every little thing about Will, my man is obsessed, and he is also just perceptive and likes to pay attention and draw everything from memory, so naturally he pays attention to every little thing Will does, also so anticipate his needs and emotions in general. Like "I noticed your breathing pattern changed slightly, and your heartbeat changed rhythm, would you care for a back massage and a warm tea?" yk just super regular things you'd notice about your loved one.

[intothewings]

Hi Esmee! I just wanted to say ily and thank you soooo much. The advice you gave me in August helped me get and I finally got an interview with Southwest. The headquarters is in my city so my first interview is F2F. I’m very nervous because really terrible at makeup and nail stuff, even at 23 years old it’s so embarrassing and I don’t know what I should do, I’m freaking out because I only have a week and a half left! I already have my outfit picked out I would like to send a photo to see what you think but I can’t on anon😖😖

Omg YAY congratulations! 🥳🎉 You’re very welcome, that’s so exciting!!! Just so you know, even if you live in the same city/state as headquarters they will only bring you in straight away for F2F if your app really stands out. SWA always does video or phone to start, so this is a good sign! That will be your first and only interview. Be proud because you skipped a whole step! 🤩

Sorry for the kind of late reply, I had a busy day yesterday and I wanted to be as informative as possible because I have been in your shoes and I know how nerve wracking and overwhelming it can be. Numerous airlines are shifting away from makeup being a requirement for female flight attendants. When I flew mainline, I didn’t wear makeup to training and I rarely wore it to fly, never had any issues. Don’t psych yourself out because I still don’t feel like I’ve perfected mine, and I do just fine at recurrent training and inflight. Also, here is from a video from last night with no filter after I took off my makeup to show what my skin looks like currently. I won’t try to act like I have much to cover up because I don’t. I have my mom’s genetics and she never had acne. My skin is consistent for the most part, so I’m not the greatest person to ask if you have issues with your skin.<3 I just do natural monochrome makeup with rose gold colors to match my warm undertone! Don’t be embarrassed or intimidated, because I’m not very skilled at makeup either and I’m 26 years old lmao.

I wear sunscreen everyday, the neutrogena hydroboost because it’s water based and makes your skin glowy and no white cast! Bb cream, cream blush/bronze, mascara, powder (nars translucent light reflecting powder is the prettiest ever), elf coconut setting spray, a sparkly pink eyeshadow and abh eyebrow powder. I only use concealer if I have a spot, nars matte pot concealer lasts me the whole year and looks perfect. Under eye concealer is very bad for your skin. The under eye skin is very thin and absorbs makeup faster and deeper, makeup blocks the pores and eventually makes your under eye skin look even more dark and dull.

For eyes I use glossier lidstar in cub which is really easy to work with. It’s liquid/cream rose gold, doesn’t crease, and you can build it up to look really metallic and concentrated. They have a pastel pink shade for fair complexions as well, I forget the name but it will be on their website and at Sephora too I believe. My sister uses it and it’s just as cute! If you prefer powder eyeshadow, I sometimes wear the Charlotte Tilbury pop shot in the color pillow talk diamonds. It’s super pretty and the glitter is very fine so it looks natural and just makes your eyes sparkle.<3 It’s a little more intense than the glossier one, so it’s nice for special occasions and the quality is A+. These are the only two eyeshadows I own and they don’t require blending or anything frivolous of that nature, I always get compliments on my eyes when I wear them!

Left is Charlotte Tilbury. So pretty shiny and pretty!! Right is Glossier. On google image, I could only find people putting it on the sheer way, so I had to use my Polynesian eyes for reference lmao →😁. But hopefully you can see what I mean by building it up to be metallic. I only put it on my actual eyelid part, because the technique of putting on eyeshadow up to your eyebrow (like the photo on the right) looks crazy on me when I do it. I don’t think I have the eye shape or skill set for that style. Btw, this is how my makeup looks without filter in outside lighting. My eyebrows are not done, but I think it looks pretty good other than that.

Matte red lipstick is recommended during f2f and while flying, but I just can’t lmao! I really dislike the look of lipstick on me. I tried wearing it for my first f2f and I felt very self conscious and not myself. Plus, it’s such a hassle to have to keep fixing it and making it look perfect. Anyway, it might look pretty on you, but if not try tinted chapstick or lipgloss, they’re easier to work with and look nice. The four I own are Fenty glow gloss bomb (perfect rose gold lipgloss), Glossier Red, the Burt’s bees pomegranate chapstick and the red dahlia shade. You can get the chapsticks at target and they’re very natural and pretty.

I can do this all in less than 20 minutes! Also, try not to wear makeup unless working or going to an event, it keeps your skin in good health. I just do sunscreen on my free time and Biossance skincare most nights, it’s my holy grail brand and I don’t really use any other skincares.

For nails, I normally get a white gel manicure or a French manicure, oval shape for both. Sometimes I get acrylics (pink/white ombré, coffin shape because the oval breaks faster) if I know I’m having a busy month. You use your hands a lot and won’t have time to find a reputable salon or go and get a touch up on gels while traveling. With acrylics, nothing fancy or super long, no gems or accent nails! Keep it as natural as possible and just wear simple rings if you want accessories. If you do get acrylics, make sure you get a nail brush to clean the underside when you wash your hands. It’s a must! You should always research and look at reviews for any salon you go to, because some of these places are uncleanly and you will end up with fungus on your nails or infected cuticles.

To take good care of my natural nails I use the OPI nail envy and CND solar cuticle oil. If I do my own nails, I use Sally Hansen cuticle remover, and either Sally Hansen Xtreme in invisible (clear) or the Chanel nail polish in insomniaque (white). Chanel polish is expensive, but it lasts weeks without chipping. I tossed all my other nail polishes awhile back so it’s the only one I use besides clear. I’m not buying nail polishes anymore because white nail polish goes with everything and it’s appropriate for any occasion/season. If I make a mistake I go into the side of my nails with a plastic cuticle pusher (it’s so precise) or a Qtip with Zoya nail polish remover. Again, that’s the only nail polish remover I use. The straight acetone from the drug store tears up your nails and cuticles overtime. My mom taught me to always use a glass nail file on my real nails, never an emery board. Glass nail files are a bit more time consuming, but it’s worth it if you don’t want your nails to split. I keep this one in my purse! It’s cheap and lasts years if you take good care of it.

(Sorry for the terrible pics. The photo on the right is how my natural nails look with the products I use.)

Also, come off anonymous to show me your outfit, I won’t bite! If you’re too shy no worries<3 I always do a fitted ribbed turtleneck, respectable high waisted skirt (no minis!!!), and black sheer tights/nude tights with a 2-inch heel or ballet flats. All black everything! It looks professional, elegant and modest. Make sure to steam/iron!!

Once you go inflight, please invest in well made genuine LEATHER shoes, comfort shoe inserts, a shoe shining kit, compression tights and a GOOD flight bag. It’s very important if you want to be comfortable and save $$$. Having your feet swell up in cheap shoes you have to keep replacing will literally make you want to go postal. Only buy round toe, no square or pointed. Those shapes destroy your posture and the motor of your feet PERMANENTLY and they will cause your feet to become pointed like a triangle in a way that’s irreversible. You will save yourself so many blisters. No compression tights = pain, swelling, and varicose veins, so please compress!<3

I don’t know what brand of heels I wear exactly because I got them at some random boutique, but they look nearly identical to the ones in the photo. I have Repetto lou ballerinas, a patent pair and regular pair and I’m obsessed with them. Worth ever single penty lol. The craftsmanship and fit are unmatchable. Some airlines don’t allow ballet flats, so you’ll have to check with SWA. I’m allowed it at my airline, plus I wear them outside of work with my outfits so win win. I always shine my shoes after I wear them because it keeps them in good condition and reminds me to look and make sure I don’t need to take them to the cobbler for repairs.

I get teased for my heels sometimes but I literally do no care lmao, they’re cute to me and also, the heels with the thin stem (or whatever it’s called) are not suitable for working in unless you want nerve damage. There’s 0 reasons to be walking through the airport in stilettos, that’s insane.

The bag I have is the nylon OG 2 size large from Lo & Sons. Perfect shape (it’s so cute and unique), love the gold hardware, multiple pockets to organize my iPad and paperwork, inside water bottle holder, shoe compartment at the bottom, I can fit at least two outfits/uniforms in this thing, and it has the back part where you can slide it over your luggage handle if you don’t want to use luggage hooks. I searched high and low for a bag shaped like this that has gold hardware to match my jewelry. I’m really particular lol, so it’s chefs kiss fr. I’m obsessed with it and I’ve never seen another person carrying it. Almost every flight attendant I know carries Tumi and the bags are like $800 when they’re not even that good. 😭💔 Always keep your crew tags on your luggage because baggage handlers will have more respect for your items that way. Many of them slam people’s belongings around habitually and that crew tag really makes them stop and think. If they tear up crew luggage the airport is responsible for replacing it. Like, they have to write you a check stat. I didn’t know this until my second year flying.

Here is the crew cooler that every flight attendant waxes poetic about including me. 48-can all back. It doubles as a carry on if you don’t want to pack your meals/snacks in it.

If you wear a perfume, try to wear something that’s not overpowering. D&G pour femme is my signature scent because it’s feminine and cute. Marshmallow and babydoll is how I describe it, so go for something soft like that if you can. The amount of people who come in wearing Chanel N°5 and Dior Sauvage is absolutely insane, and it’s at every single recruitment/training too. 😭 I know the smells by heart now. No hate to other people’s signature scents, but it’s literally nauseating when everyone and their mother is drenched. Less is more when it come to perfume imo. You want recruiters to be focused on your personality not your fragrance.

IMPORTANT FOR YOUR NERVES:

If you haven’t looked into STAR method for interviews do it asap so you can practice, all airlines use it!

If you have any tattoos, they have to be small enough for you to cover up or else they won’t pick you. Most flight attendants I know use derma blender foundation because it’s waterproof and full coverage. If they can be seen when you have a short sleeve and skirt on, that is a problem. It needs to be made undetectable with foundation because the recruiters and instructors will be watching you like a hawk when you interview, train, and do your ditch.

Make sure your hair is a natural color.

You need to have your passport!!!! I didn’t have mine during my first F2F because they never told me and I didn’t think about that. They were not very happy about it and I had to pay extra in order to have it expedited. It was nerve wracking because if you don’t have your passport by the time you do your IOE they send you home.

Make sure to stay off your phone and mingle with other interviewees at your F2F or else you will look antisocial.

I’m sure they didn’t tell you this, but you’re taking a 5-panel drug test that same day after after you get your training date. DOT is onsite and they don’t play. Whoever fails is banned from reapplying to ANY commercial or private airline for up 5 years, FAA regs.

Lastly, when you get home after your interview immediately start memorizing American IATA and airline codes, you will be grateful you did in the long run. Training is like doing a full semester of college in one month. There is so much to learn and memorize so it’s good to get a head start.

Anyway, I hope this was helpful. Don’t feel pressured to get any of these exact items, but hopefully you can use it as inspo!<3 Remember to show your true personality and smile, it shows your inner beauty and happiness! Southwest flight attendants are very laid back and silly, they like doing their little jokes during their takeoff and landing lol. You will love them. Hopefully I will see you in the skies someday soon! You got this, I’m so happy for you and good luck! 🍀 I will say a prayer and make a wish in your favor! Please let me know if you have any more questions, LOVE YOU!<3 :D ✈️🌎🧳

P.S. I got your other message, I think I might have forgotten to tag your first question (sorry) but it should still be there if you scroll!

[macolegacy]

❣️💗🥀 for Rylen and Ataqo bc they make me cry already so whats some more tears :)))

even 2 years after u sent me this ask, you have unleashed the rylen/ataqo gates and brother i am drowning in feelings again !!!! 🏊‍♂️

💗— Do they noticeably change once they’re in love? Is it easy to notice or just something their partner would pick up on?

Rylen is very, very hard to pick up on regarding any changes. He’s an Imperial Agent after all — he has full control of his body, facial expressions and (to a degree) emotions. Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them knoooooow. So from the outside, he would appear as always; quite stoic, distant and dry. And boring. So, so boring. (By design). So no, not even Ataqo would pick up on any changes on Rylen’s feelings unless Rylen lets his guard down on purpose. Ataqo is less in control. Naturally, as he has never formally received any agent training and grew up on Nar Shaddaa mainly working in kitchens & bars, there is no need for subtlety or subterfuge where your body could betray you. He only recently ‚joined‘ (questionable, really) the SIS and became their informant fairly recently, and occasionally acts as backup when fights break out. With other partners and crushes he has had, Ataqo had been way more open about his affection once he has really fallen in love with someone and it would be visible to anyone. Spring in his step, good mood, smiling all the time while sunk in his thoughts. But with Rylen? He is so, SO afraid of admitting it, both to him and to himself quite frankly. He’s afraid to tell or show Rylen because he doesn’t want to scare him away, due to the nature of their relationship, their backgrounds and affiliations. So he tries his best to appear ‚normal‘ as always, like nothing changed, however Rylen does pick up on it. And it scares Rylen as well.

Which is why…

🥀 — How well would they handle a breakup?

… Rylen then stops their relationship. Technically it’s not a breakup because they were never a couple to begin with, just an affair that got out of hand when feelings started to blossom (for both of them), but it very much feels like one. and BOTH of them cope with it so badly. so very very bad. Rylen immediately shoves all of his feelings into a corner of his mind and then never thinks about it again, and usually, that does the job for him, but not this time. His own mind betrays him, and he’s quite literally haunted by Ataqo and what they had, and how it changed Rylen’s perspective on life and his desires for life in general. Letting go of those memories and feelings is not as easy as he wants and needs it to be. On the outside, he seems relatively normal to the untrained eye. But he is distracted enough that Vrupet & her apprentices notice something is off about him and that he is less focused when not working than usual.

⚠️ warning for mentions of alcohol overuse ⚠️

Ataqo is doing bad as well, and again, it’s more visible to outsiders than Rylen. He’s been smoking and drinking more, to the point where he had several blackouts after too many nights of partying in a row to distract himself, his insomnia is at an all time high, and as a result he is super unfocused and just tired all the time. During this time he befriends Kronos, who also goes through the same thing as him (break up) so they lift each other up, but also let each other indulge in way too much than they should. It takes Xiame and Daro to get both of them to snap out of this phase, and eventually they do. Ataqo does eventually try to get over it in a ‚fake it till you make it‘ way trying to convince himself that it never could have worked out between Rylen and him, and it is working. somewhat. so in that aspect, ataqo is doing better than rylen.

and then they stumble into each other again and we are SO back at where we started <3

❣️— When do they first say ‚I love you‘?

When they get back together again, it’s actually Rylen that says it first. It’s a conscious decision and full on confession and declaration of love on his part — in a 20-minute speech about his life and ‚how he never even considered this was a possibility for someone like him to desire and experience and that he was so so incredibly stupid to ever deny himself and ataqo this relationship and that he wants to be with him forever‘ kind of way. <3 its one of my favorite scenes to think about, because it would happen in such a seemingly random moment — ataqo would have just made them breakfast, nothing fancy or super hard to make, and everything seemed normal. but rylen, sitting at this small table in this super small apartment thats WAY too expensive than what it’s actually worth, being served breakfast that was made with such love and care, rylen would just explode in this moment from all he’s feeling and just rant his heart out until he’d come to an abrupt stop, breathless for a few seconds, before just saying ‚i love you‘ which is THE most agitated and emotional ataqo would have ever seen him. in his life.

i care them. thank u so much for asking. ❤️

[msookyspooky]

Terrible Trilogy

Part 17

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'...What am I going to do now?' You thought to yourself, leaning against a wall down the hall. Practically hiding yourself in the shadows as the entire precinct was buzzing. 

'What if the killer gets pissed I'm here and sends a picture? What if Billy and Stu didn't get my car back to the motel?...What if-' 

"YN?" 

Your train of thought was interrupted as Dewey walked towards you. His limp was a bit worse than usual after the night you all had. Scratches and gashes on his face including right across his nose bridge. 

"How's your head?...And your hand?" He softly asked with a grimace.

"I'm alright. I'm no more beat up than the rest of you." 

"But…Randy said you were with the killer. I remember hearing you but with the killer after Gale. I'm sorry, Gale and Jennifer-" 

You held up a hand with a tight smile. "It's alright, Dewey. There was so much chaos going on at the time that I don't blame you for not hearing me." 

"I'm just glad you're okay. We thought the killer got you or you were still in the house." His brows turned upwards with sad brown eyes staring down at you. He put his hand firmly on your shoulder, squeezing while shaking his head. "If anything happened to you…" 

You put a hand over his, smiling up at him. "Hey, I'm tough stuff Dewey. It's going to take more than that to off me." 

He forced a smile before squeezing your shoulder one last time before leaning close to whisper to you. He shielded you a bit near the wall as he gave you an apologetic look. "I'm sorry…The Detective wants to talk to you…I think it's time to talk whether we like it or not, YN." 

You sighed and rubbed your eyes. A bandage on your right hand where the killer slashed you. You were stitched up after a quick visit to the hospital and the gash on your head was thankfully superficial. It had been a whole day in a half of practically no sleep and at this point the floor looked like a good spot. The sooner you did this, the sooner you could crash and rest even for a few short hours. 

You dropped your hands to your sides and nodded. "Okay…Okay, let's get this over with." 

'I just hope my lack of sleep doesn't make me say something stupid.' You thought as Dewey led you to the office down the hall. 

You could hear Randy talking as you got closer. 

"She already gave statement after statement and testimony after testimony for the last 5 years straight. What more do you want? You want to know the color of Stu's socks that night or what she had for breakfast that morning? Will that crack the code?" 

You walked in to see a bulletin board filled with map connected pieces, photos of familiar faces and little notes. Randy spoke with a hint of annoyance in his voice, arms folded as he leaned against a wall. His usually styled up medium length hair falling near his face with a scratch on his cheek. You couldn't help eyeing him…That scratch on the same spot as the scar you gave Billy. Just seeing it gave you an uncomfortable flashback of being cornered in that shed. Gale looked a bit better, a gash barely concealed by her short bangs near her temple.

 A scratched up Randy and Gale stood on opposite sides of the room as a young man with a badge stood near the board. Medium length dark wavy hair, blue eyes, handsome face, tall. Possibly in his late 20's to early 30's; younger than you expected for a Detective.

"She might know something; Something that we missed. I'd appreciate it if you lost the sarcasm in your voice, Mr. Meeks. Four people are dead." 

"I understand asking her about last night, alright, I do…But why the fuck does Stu's midnight massacre matter NOW? I'm telling you both, cops NEVER get it right! There were two killers that night; Billy and Stu. We saw them!" 

Gale huffed under her breath. "You were passed out most of the night…Come on, Randy. There's no reason for you and Dewey to keep protecting a woman that needs to give a statement like everyone else." 

"There is when the media wants to twist her story to fit a certain narrative…GALE." Randy spat as you and Dewey hung back a bit. Still unnoticed within the bustling precinct. Gale and the two men were too busy arguing to even realize you and Dewey were in the doorway. 

The Detective walked up to Randy to stare him down. Randy rolled his lips and looked away as the Detective spoke. "She's right. This isn't the media, this is the LAPD.  Do you and Mr Riley understand that? This is an official police investigation and YN by all accounts was gone when Tom Prinze and Steven Stone were murdered and she has been the target in every other Woodsboro related killing spree. You and Mr Riley have been hiding her for too long. I understand your concern but we are past concerns now. I need to talk to her. She is a key element in this case." He paced as he ranted. "I have a press conference in an hour and I need to explain why there are three dead celebrities AND a bodyguard!" 

Dewey cleared his throat as you hesitantly stood behind him in the doorway. 

The Detective's entire demeanor changed when he saw you. A surprised look on his face as you walked in. 

Dewey gave the man a frown. "Guess you won't be needing that polygraph from me, Detective…Here she is. Nothing to hide." 

 Another man slightly older than Dewey walked past you. Smacking a newspaper onto the desk before walking up to Dewey with a glare. "We'll be the judge of that." 

He glanced at you as he made his way out, mutturing. "At least now we have the woman of the hour…Kind of strange you went missing right before you were almost charcoal. " 

You frowned deeply at that and looked away as the man left. 

Dewey cleared his throat again and gestured to the Detective. "YN, this is Detective Kincaid." 

The Detective extended a hand to shake yours. "Nice to finally meet you, YN." 

You nodded. You couldn't help staring at his piercing blue eyes a bit longer than intended. You quickly looked around at the board.

"So…What do you need from me?" You mumbled. 

Kincaid rubbed his neck with a blow of air past his lips. "Ah well, as much information as I can get. All we know is the killer is leaving pictures of Maureen Prescott from over 25 year ago at the places the murders take place and is targeting those involved in the Stab Movie." 

You looked at him strangely. "...Only Mrs. Prescott?" 

"So far. Why do you ask?" 

"Just um…Just wondering." Your stomach sank a bit at that. "Why her?...Why are these pictures of her so young?" 

Dewey shrugged. "We don't know. We called Maureen's sister and she had no idea either…They weren't that close." 

"And they have messages on the back of all of them?" 

Kincaid nodded. "Yes. Claiming that this killer killed Maureen instead of who we know killed her; Billy Loomis and Stu Macher." 

You scoffed and shook your head as you walked up to the board. Your eyes landed on a newspaper clipping of Sidney and Tatum's obituaries along with the other victims…Even Stu and Billy's…You've seen them hundreds of times. You couldn't stop staring at it once it was printed and distributed throughout your old town of Woodsboro. Then your eyes landed on Maureen, a woman you never met but could see a bit of Sidney in every photo of her.

Kincaid continued. "Which leaves me with the question; was there a third killer?" 

You shook your head. "...No. Billy and Stu did it." 

Gale eyed you. "How are you so certain?" 

You exchanged a cold glance her way. "Because I was friends with them prior to all of this and they filled me and Sidney in on her Mom's murder in Stu's kitchen…You were in the van down the road at the time, remember?" You couldn't help giving that same petty energy she used on Randy right back at her. Seeing her mouth twitch into a frown gave you the tiniest amount of satisfaction as you continued. "They were entirely too proud of what they did…Why would they lie when they were going to kill everyone anyway that night?" 

Dewey nodded. "That's what I want to know too…Why would they take credit if they didn't do it?" 

Randy scoffed. "Because this new killer is lying. It's clearly another Mickey wannabe copycat. Wanting as much fame and attention as Billy and Stu got…YN was attacked in the past by a mega fan no thanks to some people in this room-" 

"Hey!" Gale snapped. "Did I sick that freak on her? No! And I'm sorry it happened to her but I just wrote what I collected from witness reports!" 

Randy scoffed. "And twisted it around to make her look bad. Then proceeded to collect payment off of your bullshit book AND the movies." 

Gale glared at him. "May I remind you your testimony was in that book too, Randy-" 

You saw Randy's eyes widen as he unfolded his arms, ready to argue with Gale before Kincaid smacked his hand on the desk. "ENOUGH! If it doesn't have anything to do with what happened at that party 5 years ago or what's happening right now then we can all leave it outside MY office. Got it?! Grudges don't count." 

 You flinched…Last night bringing back fears you hadn't faced in years. You felt tired, scared, anxious and…Weak. Getting away from this new killer was sheer luck. 

Dewey looked beside himself. You knew he felt guilt for choosing Gale after Windsor and Randy had guilt too with his hand in the book that Gale wrote. The air was thick as Kincaid acted as the mediator. 

"Now." Kincaid gave as he stood up to his full height to address everyone in the room. "We know this killer is connected or trying to connect themselves to what happened 6 years ago to Maureen Prescott. We know everyone in Stab is a target. We know that they wrote a script that killed Tom by using his lighter to read it…And we know there are three scripts this killer is basing off of."

Dewey scrunched his face. "Yeah but which one? Gale…I mean, Jennifer was supposed to die and she didn't." 

"Only because the killer couldn't control who entered the house again." Kincaid said. "In the three scripts; who's next to go?...An idea, Tech Advisor?" 

Dewey gave Kincaid an unamused stare. 

Randy scratched his head as he tried to think. "Uh…Well, which one had Candy… er a… Sarah die?" 

Gale shrugged. "Script 2…" Everyone looked at her and she rolled her eyes. "What? I stole all 3 when I snuck on set." 

Kincaid pointed. "There! So we follow script 2." 

Randy shook his head. "But that might be what the killer wants you to think!"

Gale scoffed. "It's worth a shot, Randy!...In script 1: Angelina would be next. In script 2: It would be whoever plays Stu in the flashback-" 

You tensed as you faced away from them towards the board.

"-And 3 was Dewey." 

Kincaid raised a brow. "You mean Tom?"

"Yeah, but 3 didn't have Sarah dying!" Gale hissed out.

"Doesn't matter!" Randy argued. "The killer is going to plant red herrings people! So either two of those scripts are false OR they're all wrong and just there to try and throw us off this new guy's trail." 

Kincaid gave Randy an annoyed look. "Well we have to have something to go by…Motives, someone related to Maureen's past, some old grudges, anything! Maybe we need to find out who this actor for Stu is-" 

You didn't think you were breathing as you listened to them go back and forth. 

"What if it's not anyone on Set? Tim and James… They could be copycatting again. I mean, we never caught them at Windsor." Gale gave. You could feel her eyes on you as you refused to look at her. 

"Yes but they weren't connected to any of the murders. For all we know, they could have been pranksters using YN's fear against her as a cruel, sick joke." Kincaid gave.

A bit of anger passed over Gale's features. "I was there! They were in the auditorium and Mrs. Loomis…" She trailed off. "...They were involved. And they're still out there." 

You stayed silent, purposely staring at the board with your back to all of them.

"Or, let's look at someone that has a lot more sway here than two random assholes." Randy gave.

"Who??" Dewey asked. 

"Easy. Roman. I mean, it's obvious! They're going based on scripts and who gets killed next. Who else has that authority? ROMAN. They're whole schtick is writing the movie into these murders and vice versa. ROMAN…And who called Sarah Darling? ROMAN." 

Gale and Dewey glanced at each other as Kincaid eyed Randy. 

"...He's a suspect but he claims he didn't call her and the call didn't come from his phone. We checked…Not a payphone either." Kincaid mumbled.

"Kind of like your call, YN. You thought you heard Randy but-" Dewey clamped his mouth shut as you turned to stare at him in disbelief.

Kincaid eyed you. "A call, Miss YN?...What call?" 

You glared at Dewey who gave you a regretful look.

You sighed heavily, closing your eyes before you reluctantly told them. "...I got a call from Randy to come here to the set of Stab and uh…He claims he didn't and the number was unknown.  I didn't know until afterwards." 

Everyone looked at Randy as he stared back in disbelief. "That's right, I didn't." 

"Really?" Kincaid asked with a skeptical voice. 

"Yes, really!…Check my phone, I don't have anything to hide." 

Kincaid sucked in a breath. "I will…Just like I checked Roman's." 

"Results?" 

Kincaid looked away. "...The phone call to Sarah Darling came from an untraceable burner phone…Not Roman's." 

Gale lifted a brow and folded her arms. "So, that means anyone could be using it." 

Dewey shook his head. "But how would they get her number to begin with? YN isn't listed anywhere." 

"He could have monitored her calls from the scanner. Did you or Mr Meeks call her from the set?" 

Dewey gave him a sarcastic smirk as Randy shook his head with an eyeroll. "No." Dewey replied.

Gale added. "Well do you have her number stored in your memory?" 

Dewey thought for a moment as Gale rolled her eyes. "PHONE memory!" 

Dewey scoffed with a sheepish chuckle. "Oh uh, yeah guess I do." 

Kincaid looked at Randy before he answered. "Yep." 

Gale gestured at both of them. "Okay, has anyone used your phones?" 

Randy shook his head. "Nope. I just arrived a few days ago and no one has used it but me." 

"Then why did YN hear your voice, Mr Meeks?" Kincaid questioned him. 

You bit your inner cheek, wanting to tell them your findings; that the killer is somehow using other peoples voices but unsure how to say it without everything coming unraveled.

"I don't know! Maybe it was someone that sounds like me?" 

Kincaid looked at Dewey. "And you? Has anyone used your phone?" 

"Just Jennifer…" His eyes lit up. "And you." 

Randy and you exchanged glances as Kincaid gave Dewey an offended look. "Hey, I'm the cop here. You're in my office, Riley…Besides, Mr Meeks was who YN heard." 

"I did NOT call her. Check my phone. Go on, check it! Besides, maybe YN is mistaken?" Randy looked at you. "I'm just saying! I did not invite you here so I don't care who you think you heard; it wasn't me!" 

Kincaid tilted his head with a raised brow. "I'll check your phone…But I also need to examine YN's phone for the exact time to compare-" 

"Can't." You finally spoke up while glossing over the bulletin board. 

"...Excuse me?" 

"You can't because…I don't have it now." 

You turned around to see all eyes on you. Kincaid gave you a bewildered look. "What do you mean you don't have it?...Are you telling me you purposely threw away evidence?" 

You gave him a frown. "I'm saying it was crushed in the woods near Jennifer's house." 

Gale raised both eyebrows at you. "The woods? The dark secluded woods? And what do you mean crushed??" 

You bit your lip anxiously, not speaking as Kincaid walked up to you. He stared down at you intently. "Miss YN, I highly suggest you start giving an explanation before everyone here starts assuming the worst." 

You held his stare, your brows furrowing and your stomach sinking…There was no getting out of it.

"...The killer crushed it under his boot when it fell out of my pocket… After he body slammed me to the ground." 

"Do you have proof?" 

"Isn't the gash on my head and bruises enough proof?" 

"What were you doing in the woods alone while a killer was on the loose?" Kincaid demanded, his arm on the bulletin board next to you. Eyeing you to see your reaction.

You held his stare before it came out. "...I got a call from the killer at Jennifer's house…And I went to the woods to finish it…Okay, I went to the woods to kill this new killer myself and be done with this. I didn't let anyone know because I knew they'd stop me." 

Kincaid looked taken aback, blinking down at you as the room was silent for a second. All before you heard Randy take a sharp inhale.

"You WHAT?!" Randy snapped with an outraged expression. "WHAT?!...You told me the killer lured you with a call but I thought…I thought you meant tricked you! Or, or, or blackmailed you! Like, 'Come into the woods if you want to see your friends alive' sort of deal!....You PURPOSELY went there to attack them?! ALONE?!" 

Dewey gave you just as much of an outraged look. His mouth wide open and eyebrows to his hairline.

You fidgeted with your hands as you fumbled. "H-hey, I had my gun!" 

"I don't give a damn, YN! Are you fucking kidding me?!" Randy exclaimed. 

Dewey shook his head as he stammered. "Why would you do that?! Don't you know how dangerous and… And illogical and-!?" 

You gave him a stare and held up your bandaged hand. "Yes, I'm well aware…Still doesn't change the fact I did it. That's why I went missing when everything happened last night..." 

Gale blinked repeatedly. "Um, are you mentally okay? Either you're lying or you're freaking unhinged…Why would the killer lure only you away from the house?" 

You gave her a glare and clamped up. Not speaking as Kincaid eyed you. 

He rolled his lips before pushing away from the board and walking towards your friends. 

"...Alright, everyone out." 

Randy scoffed. "What?" 

"You heard me. OUT." He shoved Randy's shoulder a bit to get him moving. "I don't need the peanut gallery giving comments to the person I need answers from within-" He checked his watch and groaned. "- 45 damn minutes." 

Gale didn't move as Dewey and Randy left. Randy gave you an angry glare that made you look away with guilt. Kincaid put a hand on his hip with raised brows. "That means you, Miss Weathers." 

"What? But I'm part of this case!-" 

"MY case. Kindly give me and YN privacy while I get her side of the story…Please, Miss Weathers." He added the last bit with a gesture of his head towards the door.

Gale scoffed before shaking her head and walking out.

Kincaid shut the door on them all and left you alone with him. His shoulders tensed and then released with a heavy sigh. He then turned back to you, softening his voice. "...I apologize for yelling earlier." 

You tilted your head as he continued.

 "I saw you flinch and kind of shrink into yourself. I didn't mean to trigger something with you especially after last night…I have my own triggers, you know. I get it." 

"You do?" You almost whispered, your voice softer than what you intended. 

"Yes…Years on the force from the time I was 19 years old…You witness things. I wasn't a small town cop like Dewey where what happened to all of you was a very rare tragedy. I grew up in this city and dealt with all its monsters even before I joined the LAPD… As a cop, I'm trained to push through it but not everyone can. I've seen plenty of people leave the force and never come back." 

He forced a smile your way before sitting at his desk. "…It's nice to be able to put a face to the voice." 

You gave him an odd look as he grinned at you. "You called Mr. Riley's phone and hung up when you heard me." 

You forced a smile, a nervous chuckle escaping you. "O-oh. Yeah I panicked. I thought something was wrong with Dewey and rushed to the set to see." You lied the best you could.

He gave you a skeptical look but still gestured a hand out to the chair across from his desk. "Please take a seat." 

You hesitated before sitting down. You were stiff in your chair, clutching your jacket around yourself as the last bit of defense you had. 

"Why did you mention your triggers?...Are you just telling me that to let my guard down?" You gave a slight smirk. "Is that one of your police tactics?" 

He stared at you before slightly shaking his head. "...No… Just relating with you. And this isn't an interrogation. I just want your side of the story. You're not a suspect, believe it or not." 

"Honestly? I don't believe it." 

"Why not?" 

"I mean, you saw everyone's reaction." 

"Yes but I think that was more of a concern over you doing it… Again." 

Your eyes widened. "What?...How um…How do you know that?" 

Kincaid gave you a playful smirk before getting into his desk. He pulled out a thick folder with your name on it. "Riley really does look out for you. He swiped this from our main building when we got a mysterious phone call about a month ago. A woman claiming she needed to see your file." 

You stared in complete shock at that as he continued. "Now, I don't recommend stealing official documentation but considering our files were broken into and ransacked; I'll let it slide. He just returned it." 

You nodded, adjusting yourself in your seat before he put your folder back in his drawer. "I saw that Detective Richards and Detective Andrews wrote in their report that you snuck away and tried to attack this Tim and James thinking they were the killers after Mr. Meeks ' attack. Honestly, it's a miracle he survived…Is that right?" 

You raised your chin and leaned back in your seat. "...Yes." 

He tsked. "And then you tried it again last night. I admire your bravery YN but there's a fine line between bravery and getting yourself killed." 

"Do you speak from experience, Detective? After all, you risk your life saving others. You're a homicide Detective after all." 

He eyed you, his eyes not as serious as his poker face made him out to be at your comment. "Yes  but I'm a professional. Not a civilian wanting to give out vigilante justice." 

"You don't agree with me trying to kill them? Seriously? I heard this lecture from Andrews and Richards." 

He huffed with a small smirk. "Now, I never said that…But please leave deciding that for the local Law Enforcement." 

You didn't say anything as he stared at you, his eyes roaming you for any clues. He sighed and laced his hands on his desk. "I just need a full story from you, YN." 

You groaned a bit. "Okay, what do you want to know? I heard you talking to Randy and Gale; you think I'm lying about Billy and Stu-" 

"Correction; I think it's a possibility you're mistaken." 

"There is one thing I know for sure; I was there. Other than Sidney, I was there for the entire thing and I know exactly what they told me…They killed Maureen Prescott. They told me every detail of how they got away with it. There were NO other killers there and if Billy and Stu had help killing Maureen they would have said so." 

 "...You're certain?" 

"Do you want me to reenact it all word for word? Like Randy told you; I've been telling this story for 5 years. Grilled on it, torn to shreds over it, ripped apart by the cops and media for every detail. So if that's what you need of me then I can go through it again just to appease the LAPD." 

His gaze softened ever so slightly. "YN…I know you probably don't trust cops. They failed you multiple times, but I'm different. This time is different." 

"Are you?" You half laughed with raised brows.

He leaned forward and gave you a determined smile that made your own waver. "Yes…I am." He lost the smile and continued. "You're right, maybe you really are telling me all you know from that awful night. Maybe there was no third killer. But there is one right now. Stone and Prinze are dead and you were the only one not at the scene. I need to know everything that happened last night, YN." 

You tried not to fidget, giving him a firm nod. "Of course." 

"You arrived with Mr. Meeks around 8:15." 

"I suppose. I didn't check the exact time " 

"Stone ushered you both inside rather rudely according to Mr Meeks. You were upset over what Tom Prinze said about your dead friends according to everyone else and stormed out…And you weren't seen since. I don't consider you very high on the suspect list but you have to admit that it seems strange that the two people you had issues with turned up dead last night and you are nowhere to be found for the entire ordeal." 

You bit your inner cheek. "You actually think I'd put Dewey and Randy in danger like that? That I'd do any of this?" 

"No. Now I know you didn't give yourself those injuries but I'm just stating what the press are going to say and what my colleagues will say, Miss YN. That's why I want to get your story… I'm almost embarrassed to admit it…But I read your file plenty of times front to back. You don't seem like the type to do this but just because I think that doesn't mean I can prevent the Law from seeing the facts. And the fact is that you were gone when two people you disagreed with were murdered." He tilted his head and gave you a desperate gaze. His ice blue eyes made you shift in your seat as they seemed to gaze right through you. "Please…Tell me what that call was, tell me when it happened, why. Everything. The more detail you give; the better our chances are of finding the killer." 

You nervously felt your leg want to shake as a panic attack was almost setting in…You couldn't tell him it was Billy's voice. You couldn't! But you also couldn't be framed either…But you were a horrible liar! Everyone told you so! You didn't have a choice…You had to talk. 

You rolled your lips and thought a moment before nodding. "...Okay…" 

Kincaid waited as you stood up to pace. You had to move, you just had to. "I…I was upset over how callous Tom was about my friend's death's and the movie..." 

"…Go on." He leaned back in his chair as he listened.

You sucked in a heavy breath. "And I went outside to get some fresh air…I saw Gale's vehicle…I investigated it to see if it was hers…I got a call and answered. It was an unknown number and It was clearly the killer-" 

"How do you know? Did they use a voice modulator?" 

"...Yes." 

"Why did you answer an unknown number if hardly no one has access to your private number?" 

You felt a prickling feeling up your spine and like pins and needles in your feet and hands as you felt him dissecting your story. 

"Because only Randy and Dewey have my number and I didn't think anything of it…I thought maybe they couldn't find me and didn't want to yell for me around everyone. I saw it was unknown after I answered." 

"So, was the voice familiar? Like Mr Riley or Mr Meeks?" 

"No." 

"So what made you think it was the killer?" 

"When they threatened to kill me??" You gave with a dumbfounded look. 

Kincaid's serious expression split into a grin as he hung his head and gave a genuine chuckle at that. He looked back up at you and forced the smile away. "Okay, okay…Let me rephrase it; why did you stay on the line? What made you not hang up the phone once you realized it was an unknown number before they threatened you?...." 

He leaned forward a bit."It was a voice you recognized but wasn't your friends, wasn't it Miss YN?" 

Your eyes widened. "What?" 

"Considering what you said about Mr Meeks calling you paired with Roman's testimony; I'm guessing. I'm just starting to think it has a connection …Who did the voice belong to?" 

You bit your lip and turned to the board, hoping looking at it could help you not flake out over the outright lie you had to tell. "I…I didn't recognize the voice… But they knew information about me…Where I was mostly. I decided to go to the woods and see for myself with my gun in hand. I was afraid I'd miss an opportunity if I went back inside…I was attacked and barely escaped with my life. When I ran back to the house, it exploded." You looked back at him. 

He raised his brows at you. "And that's the truth?" 

"Yes…" 

"You're sure?" 

"Yes, of course!" You tried but failed not to snap at him. You swore it was hotter than hell in that office as you tried correcting how you answered him.  The pleather pants and jacket Stu insisted you wear didn't help. 

You ran your left hand over your face with a small groan. "I'm sorry for being short…It's been a long night. But I swear to you that I did get a phone call and I made a stupid decision." 

He nodded to himself. "Okay…And if we recover this phone in the woods we'll see the time of the call and possibly who…Correct?" 

"Yes." You monotoned, staring back at him as he stood up. 

He walked over to you. "I hope you keep a promise not to do that again, YN. Your friends have every right to be upset…You could have died." 

You held yourself and nodded. "I know…" 

He stared down at you, taller than Dewey by a few inches but not quite as tall as Stu. You both stared at each other, the air was thick before he looked down at his watch. "Sshhhooot." He hissed out before putting his hand down. "I have that conference in 30 minutes…Do you have a ride back to your motel?" 

You cringed, breathing a small sigh of relief that it was momentarily over. "Yeah but uh…"

"Why the long face?"

"It's Randy…I'm gonna get my ear chewed off or the silent treatment probably." 

A slow, charming grin spread over his face. "I'm guessing you want a ride?" 

"Oh, no…No, that's-" 

"Where is it?" 

"Um…It's Green Boulevard." 

He snatched his keys from his desk with a smirk. "Well, it's your lucky day because that is next to the route I need to take to city hall." 

You tilted your head. "Seriously?" 

"Seriously." 

You mulled over it for a second before quietly asking. "Can I…Ride in the front?" 

The last time you were in the back of a cop car…It was not a good time. At all. Doors locking on you in the back was the last thing you wanted to ever experience again.

He tsked with a playful smirk. "Ahhh, well…One time couldn't hurt. My partner has to stay here anyways. Don't even try to ask him to sit in the back if he has to go; he'll implode." 

Despite it all, you smirked at that as he gave you a broad grin. "Come on. I'll tell your friends I'm running out of time so I decided to question you on the way while dropping you off. Official police orders you just can't get out of…No reason to have Mr Meeks mad at you for wanting space. Just till he cools off." 

"...Thank you, Detective." You smiled at him as he smiled back at you with a nod before leading you out of the office. 

"Please, call me Mark." 

"Not until you solve the case, Detective." 

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"That motel?" 

"Yeah." 

"Are you sure?" Mark gave with a raised brow. 

"Yes, it is." You huffed with a sideways smirk. "Do you…Do you think I don't know my own motel, Detective?" You gave in disbelief.

"Not sure. You don't seem like you know this motel very well for staying at it for days. You hesitated even pointing it out…And you're looking up the street quite a bit." 

He pulled over to the curb, putting the gear in park. 

"God, are you always so…So-" 

"Analytical? Yes, it's my job." 

Your entire face dropped as he gazed over at you. A knowing look in his eyes. 

"So…Are you sure this is your motel?" 

You bit your inner cheek. "....Yeah." You got out and started walking just to hear Kincaid call out to you. 

"I'll watch you go into your room!" 

You stopped dead in your tracks, blinking and sucking in a breath as Kincaid continued. 

"Just to make sure you get in safely." 

You twisted your mouth and clenched your fist at your side. The more you lied and hid, the deeper of a hole you were digging yourself into that you wouldn't get out of. 

'Yeeaahhh...I think people are right. I'm a terrible liar and the more I try to lie; the worse it's getting...FUCK.'

You sighed heavily and hung your head before walking back to the car with a forced smile. "You know what…You're right. I was wrong, this isn't my motel…Lack of sleep I guess." 

He gave you a tight smile and nodded. "Alright, I got 12 minutes." 

"Try going up half a block." You gave as you got back in and shut the door. Kincaid pulled away.

He drove a little ways away until you saw the motel sign "Sunny Inn". You perked up, trying to see your CRV anywhere.

"So…This it?" 

"Uh…" You saw your car parked and let out a relieved sigh with a small smile. "Yeah. Yeah I'm positive this time." 

Mark smiled at you and pulled in. 

"Thanks, Detective. I really appreciate you going out of your way." 

You got out looking back to see Kincaid shut off the engine and get out as well. 

He came around the side of the car to come face to face with you. He hesitated before mumbling under his breath. "Listen, YN…I believe you." 

"You do?" You softly asked as he nodded.

"I do. But I can't help but think you're also hiding something…" 

You knew your eyes were the size of saucers as you could only hold your breath and stare at him.

He continued.  "Maybe because you're afraid? You don't have to be. The more we know, the sooner we can get this new Ghostface and keep you and your friends safe." 

He sighed as you just stared at him in silence. So tempted to show him the letter or tell him that this new Ghostface was imitating voices…But you just couldn't.

Mark hung his head a moment with a tight smile before looking back at you. "Okay…How about you call me if you change your mind and remember something you might have forgotten to mention…Lack of sleep and a stressful night." He reached into his pocket and handed you a card. You tentatively took it, looking it over as he spoke. "I suppose you'll have to use a payphone or the motels. We'll recover yours and we'll get him." 

He put a hand on your arm for a moment. Your eyes widened as you stared up at his eyes. He gave you a serious stare. "I'll get this guy. I'm not letting him hurt you or anyone else…Call me if anything happens or you just need to talk." He slowly allowed his hand to slide back down to his side.

You gave him a slow nod. "Okay, Detective. I will." 

He smiled at you one last time as he went back to his car. He started the engine but just sat there. You climbed the stairs and got into your purse for the key card. You opened the door and looked back to see Kincaid finally pulling away. You couldn't help watching as his car drove off and up the road.

An alarmed shriek cut off as you were jerked back into the room with the door slamming shut behind you.

[the-pale-goddess]

What is Tiffany's morning routine? What are the differences between work days and days off?

Though we’ve already reached the mother!Tiffany timeline, I’m going to describe her pre-kid period because right now her routine is pure chaos and mess 😅

I apologize for the lengthy (and delayed) response—I had way too much with this ask, thank you so much, dear ❤️

Workday

Miss Tiffany isn’t a morning person. Watch her set 5 alarms with enough slack time that allows her to sleep through them all and be shocked when it’s time to wake up every damn day kjsdkjskdj However, she managed to adapt to the demanding schedule and getting up at an ungodly hour isn’t a big deal anymore.

To start another hectic day on a high note, she needs a generous cup of strong coffee and a weekday-friendly breakfast, for example an avocado toast with burrata/egg or a sunflower-seed bagel filled with cream cheese, smoked salmon and red onion. The quality of her diet has improved significantly ever since she got serious with Ethan—he basically forced better eating habits on her. Everyone say: thank you, good sir! She used to grab a quick bite of anything that didn’t require preparation, and would usually end up with garbage processed food or just coffee. She tries to make conscious, healthy choices now, and always remembers to take her vitamins. 

If Ethan is still around at the time, he cooks a nutritious breakfast and they eat it together, talking about their plans for the day, joking, flirting, soaking up each other’s soothing presence, energy and affection. On occasion, when they’re feeling particularly frisky, the playful banter inevitably leads to a quickie in the shower. 

If not, and she’s not in a hurry, she prefers to cherish the peaceful slumber and prolongs the moment wrapped in a fluffy blanket, listening to her very own Rise & Shine good morning playlist as she mentally prepares for the challenges ahead. 

Bathroom time begins with a refreshing shower. Then, she brushes her teeth, washes her face using a gentle cleanser and follows her morning skincare routine (vit C serum + moisturizer + eye cream + SPF). She applies vanilla-scented body lotion to her skin and finishes with a roll of a trusty alcohol-free antiperspirant for underarm protection. Before moving on, she waits until the products dry completely. 

A very crucial step in Tiffany’s routine is of course perfume! She picks the scent she vibes with at the moment, and sprays it on a few of her pulse points to ensure it lingers and travels with her all day. Additionally, when she’s ready to go, she does the controversial ‘spritz and step’ method just because she likes to keep a complementary layer of fragrance on her clothes as well.  

Tiff always prepares her outfit the night prior, right before going to bed, so getting dressed fast is her specialty. She completes her look with comfortable, non-intrusive jewelry, such as cute stud earrings or small huggies and a delicate necklace. 

The next step is make-up. Her skin is at long last clear and luminous, so she usually chooses a fresh, freckled face with a touch of highlighter, mascara and some nude lipstick/lip gloss. On gloomy days, she likes to add a dab of NARS Orgasm blush on her cheeks. Sometimes all the stress results in a pimple here and there, requiring a little concealer to get rid of the redness. If the bags under her eyes betray her exhaustion, she covers that crime scene as well. 

My girl washes her hair at night, she would never waste any precious second of sleep in the morning to add this very tedious step to her routine lol Her hair’s naturally pretty wavy and keeps falling in this really chic way (*winks at my Fleabag enjoyers*) with zero effort, so she just takes a minute to brush it and either keeps her locks down or tames them in a bun/ponytail (depending on her mood and bad hair days).

She packs her lunchbox, earphones, and a bottle of water. As a typical Virgo, she has to make sure that her bag contains all the necessary items, paying special attention to: clean scrubs, wallet, medical files and journals, lip balm, scrunchie, chewing gum, perfumes, mini make-up kit (in case some unexpected evening plans forced her to transform from Doctor Addams to Miss California). 

Day off

The striking difference is that Tiffany takes her sweet time to sleep in with no alarms to disturb her blissful reset. Except for the alarm called Ethan, obviously ksbdkbdkb When she finally decides it’s her time to leave the bed, the first thing she does is put her favorite music on and dance her way to a good mood. 

Sometimes she intentionally gets up earlier to head to the gym or join a pilates/yoga class, but on most occasions she would choose sleep over sport. When Ethan’s home, she’s more than eager to give that luxury up, though. Their preferred way to start the day together is stretching…With a bang. If you catch my drift 😏

The breakfast differs too; without all the pre-work rush she’s able to treat herself to a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and pancakes/omelet/shakshuka/etc. 

The bathroom routine remains fairly the same, though she may mix the steps in between other activities, all depending on her plans for the day. 

If there’s nowhere she should be, she loves to snuggle up on the couch with a cup of latte and a book to get lost in.

[mangoposts]

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[foreficfandom]

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Drunk Elephant's Lippe Balm

LANEIGE's Water Bank Blue Hyaluronic Cream Moisturizer

Caudalie's Vinofresh Natural Aluminum-Free Deodorant

Why these choices? Well, let me tell you!

Like many professional men in Asia, Artem wears a touch of makeup par his typical work outfit, especially if you're the face of the company. Which Artem definitely is, he appears on media every time he finishes a case. A touch of powder for the flash cameras, a dab of hairspray to smooth out his hair. During the boomer era, it was considered fruity to even wear cologne to work, but times are different now. He almost never branches out from his favorites. He doesn't even shop in the boutiques anymore, he just replaces his stock using online shipping.

Virtue's Frizz Smoothing Spray is odorless, and helpfully lightweight for its medium-thick hair focused formula. Artem has a modestly thick mop on his head, and without just a bit of product, it'll lie annoyingly flat and frizzy, especially if its humid. He sprays it at the roots to give it lift.

He gets Laura Mercier's Tinted Moisturizer in shade "2W1 Natural", which is for light skintones with warm undertones. It's a light-to-medium formula, perfect for covering up eyebags and smoothing out the face, but light enough to avoid looking like a patch of rubber. Oil-free means it's not gonna add extra shine to his Asian complexion, and he knows that SPF protection is vital for healthy skin. Most of his workday is spent in front of blue-screen monitors, so liquid products are best for avoiding a weird unnatural glare reflecting off your face.

Farmacy's Lip Balm is a forever staple in his pocket. He drinks so much coffee and not water, his lips are forever cracked and patchy. Without a good lip balm, he'd be peeling all over his chin and that's not proper for Stellis' youngest senior attorney. One swipe of this can last hours. It's flavorless and has only the mildest scent, so there's not a sticky smell right under his nose all day.

HERMÈS' Terre d'Hermès Eau Givrée is on the subtle side of perfumes. It's piney and citrusy, reminicent of a sophisticated summer breeze. Most people describe it as an 'older gentleman's perfume', 'cause its decidedly not sugary or spicy or fun. But it's professional, and suits Artem's reserved personality.

Vyn didn't start wearing makeup daily until he moved to Stellis, but he had prior experience with wearing cosmetics for the public eye. When he saw that a) professional men of Asia like to wear makeup on the reg, and b) he looks good with the proper products, he made that effort to build up a boudoir of luxury beauty products. Unlike Artem, Vyn knows he looks especially beautiful and he likes to primp it juuuust a tad. Shopping for the proper products can be a struggle for white guy Vyn, because the more luxurious you go, the less inclusive they'll be. He's got a cool-toned complexion, fine hair, and dry skin, which is the opposite of Asia's target audience.

Vyn couldn't find proper designer hair products for his hair type, so he went down the line a bit to get BondiBoost's Hair Thickening Styling Spray, which is a more modestly priced brand and that secretly hurts Vyn's bougie soul. But he can't deny it works wonders on his very fine, very delicate hair. It's a texturing spray that clings to the roots to provide lift and volume. He also likes how its unscented, because he thinks most scented hair products smell like ass.

Speaking of bougie, La Mer's The Powder comes in a teeny pot and costs more than a week's worth of groceries. They market it as appropriate for everyone, but it's obvious that it's formulated best for people like Vyn; it has a radient finish to help combat dull dryness, it's not completely translucent and has the slightest pale cast, and smooths out the fine lines that drier skin gets. But its hefty price comes with quality for sure, and it does its job amazingly well.

Armani Beauty's Acqua di Gio isn't the only perfume he owns, but it's one of his favorites for work. It's long lasting and appropriately strong, but doesn't give off any one particular ingredient. It's best described as just "fresh", or "aquatic". Working with mentally ill patients means that he can't have any aggravating sensory distractions, so he applies just enough to make sure it's not gonna reach across the distance between a psychologist's chair and a patient's bed.

Givenchy's Rose Perfecto in "002 Vital Glow (transparent coral)" provides both color and hydration. It also contains the tingly plumping agent that swells your lips just a tad, which thin-lip Vyn appreciates. Not as tingly as many lip plumping products, it feels more like a subtle minty freshness than a dentist's numbing gel. He, unlike Artem, enjoys scented lip products and likes the floral smell it gives off, it reminds him of his garden.

Unlike the other three, Marius loves makeup for its artistry, and is not afraid to wear the colorful, or wild, or niche. Which is easier said than done because his PR team gets on his ass if he dares go to class in green eyeshadow or a chrome metallic lipstick. He might like to say that they can't tell him what to wear, but Marius is pious to his family, and doesn't dare destroy his own image in a way that might affect them, too.

He gets the Urban Decay's 24/7 Waterproof Eyeliner Pencil in the more natural "Zero (Black)" than their "Perversion (Matte Blackest Black)", so he can pull off a more convincing 'thick lashline' look rather than full on goth. With some mascara and eyebrow pomade, Marius has popularized a famous 'casual bedroom eyes' moment. This pencil will stay on all day, whether its through the college grind or sweating it in the business conference room, so much it'll takes several swipes of a makeup remover to get it all off.

Dior's Dreamskin Fresh & Perfect Cushion is an infamously expensive liquid foundation, available in four shades. One of which fits Marius' spring/fall complexion. So this is his daily go-to, it's lightweight and evens out his skintone just enough, while providing lots of SPF to upkeep Marius' delicate richboy look for years to come. If he's got blemishes typical of any 20 y/o, this product also meshes well with any additional concealer without separating or curdling. Honestly, wearing something so luxurious is more for the PR than the foundation itself.

Ralph Lauren's Ralph's Club Parfum comes in a sexy opaque matte glass bottle reminicent of a whiskey flask. And its scent matches its ridiculous 'manly' marketing; it's woody and spicy with cardamom, patchouli, and the deep warmth of vetiver wood. It doesn't match Marius' general appearance and personality, that's for sure, but it matches his natural BO. 'Cause young Marius is surprisingly potent smelling, shall we say, and a deeper, spicier perfume goes best with him.

NARS' Afterglow Lip Balm caught Marius' eye just by its name, same with their 'Orgasm' blush palettes. It only gives the slightest bit of color, and it wears off pretty quickly, but that's exactly what Marius needs because colored lips tend to look too childlike on his baby face. So he keeps this in his pocket throughout the day to make sure his lips aren't dull and dry, but not rose pink like a porcelain doll, either.

Luke didn't start wearing most of his current products until MC came back into his life, and one day he looked into the mirror and noticed all those blemishes and acne scars and freaked out just a tiny bit. After googling "beginner makeup for men" for an afternoon, he got his hands on some skincare staples, and a cosmetic or two. Most are only for date nights, he doesn't wear concealer when undercover in the field, or investigating throughout the city. And if he's being honest, he doesn't particularly like having makeup on his face, it feels weird and kinda gross to him.

Lancôme's Full Coverage Concealer is full coverage, and by god will it cover up any bruises, dark shadows, healing cuts, scars, etc. Heck, even interviewing people while investigating goes over better if he's not walking around with a black eye, so this concealer was a great discovery for Luke. It's not just for his face, he applies it anywhere clothing can't cover, like hand-shaped bruises around his neck, or a purpling cut around his forearm.

Luke didn't start balming his lips until he started caring about looking more pretty for MC, so he picked up the boutique brand Drunk Elephant's Lippe Balm which contains all natural ingredients, and has no smell or color. He feels better knowing that the goop he's spreading all over his face doesn't contain any cheap, harsh chemicals, 'cause he may have a biology degree, but he has no idea how [insert chemical here] might affect topical skin. It helps that he doesn't have particularly dry lips, so the natural ingredients of this balm fit him just fine.

LANEIGE's Water Bank Blue Moisturizer is an Asia-orienting brand that focuses on oily/combination skin. This product is very lightweight, great for Luke's sweaty, active lifestyle so there's no clogged pores, and he enjoys its light scent, which is that 'vague luxury smell' which makes him feel like he's injecting a paycheck into his face. Growing up, he didn't even bother washing his face with soap most of the time, so this moisturizer has a lot of catching up to do.

Caudalie's Vinofresh Natural Aluminum-Free Deodorant is by far the only deodorant he's tried (or owns), but he still owns no cologne, so he had to get something better than supermarket Dove for Men if he wants to impress. This stick is a clear gel that won't leave those ugly white stains on his black shirts, and it moisturizes the skin, too, which is great for regulating sweat and oil. It's another all-natural product, which means it's not at superbly powerful as the synthetic ones, but it's healthier for the delicate underarm ecosystem.

[dreamslogs]

December 5, 2022: Log #81

🌨️Weather: Rainy with a high of 49, low of 41, humidity of 75%, feels like 43

☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️

🎄7:30 AM: Wake up, turn on ambient lighting, drink coffee & eat breakfast in bed

I ate a premiere protein strawberry shake

🎅🏻8:15 AM: Do my morning routine & get ready for the day

💄Todays Makeup

Concealer: Nars Radiant Creamy Concealer

Powder: Laura Mercier Translucent Loose Setting Powder

Eyebrows: Kosas Brow Pop Clean Dual-Action Defining Eyebrow Pencil & Kosas Air Brow Tinted Clean Volumizing Eyebrow Gel

Lipstick: Clinique Almost Lipstick in Black Honey

Setting Spray: Milk Makeup Hydro Grip Setting + Refreshing Spray

Perfume: YSL Black Opium

🎄8:50 AM: Leave for campus

🎅🏻9:10 AM: Hang out with my friends from Japanese class & study for my Kanji test

🎄10:10 AM: Japanese class

🎅🏻11:30 AM: Eat lunch with my friend

I ate a chicken udon bowl

🎄1:15 PM: Go to the Anthropology Lounge and read an ethics article for Biological Anthropology

🎅🏻2:25 PM: Work on a Forensic Anthropology presentation

☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️

🎵What I Listened To While Working: BoA on shuffle

☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️

🎄4:00 PM: Biological Anthropology ethics discussion

🎅🏻5:15 PM: Head home from campus

🎄5:30 PM: Work on Forensic Anthropology and Fiction Workshop homework

🎅🏻8:00 PM: Take a shower & do my nighttime routine

☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️

🎵What I Listened To While Getting Ready: The Magnus Archives

☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️

🎄9:15 PM: Settle down in bed with my fairy lights, a candle, and eat dinner while watching Criminal Minds

I ate chicken nuggets

🕯️Candle Scent

Bath & Body Works: Cinnamon Spiced Vanilla

🎅🏻11:00 PM: Go to sleep

☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️❄️☃️

🖋️Notes on the day🖋️

Today was a good day! I was a little productive and got stuff done, but I was super exhausted. I never accidentally fall asleep and then sleep straight through until morning. I’m trying to prepare myself for finals next week - so this week I need to be super on top of things.

[sadgrlstuff]

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my go to makeup routine in detail ~ 🪄

1. Wash face with a cleanser

product : cetaphil cleanser for oily skin

2. Sunscreen everywhere

product : Nivea sunscreen spf 50

3. Concealer where i need it

product : nars or tarte concealer

— i only use foundation if im going out or if i want to. It feels too heavy on my skin imo.

4. Blush <3

product : miss claire

— i apply a bit on my cheekbones and a very very small amount on my nose ! Sometimes i use a makeup sponge, my finger or a very fluffy blush :)

5. Highlighter

product : miss Claire

— i apply it using my finger or an eyeshadow brush but only a tiny bit of it, i dont want a lot !

6. Blush + highlighter on eyes

— i use the same products on the eyes just a bit darker or light depending on the occasion. Sometimes i dont wear any at all!

7. Eyeliner

product : idk i got it at the flea market

— i always do either a wing with an inner corner or around my eyelid only with no wing, kind of a bear eyeliner i guess , but sometimes i dont wear any :)

8. MASCARAAA

product : Maybelline colossal mascara

— its such a good mascara and gives so so much volume ! 100% recommend it. Never go anywhere without it !

9. Lipstick

product : Vaseline, maybelline New York lipstick in shade 660 or 373

— Vaseline always for lip care and over that i go in with either of the shades mentioned and just dab it on and spread it accordingly

10. Setting powder

product : Miss Claire setting powder

— idk when ur supposed to pt it but i put a bit after my makeup for a matte finish !

And thats it ! Drop some tips or your own makeup routine for me in the comment <33

[a-shy-blueberry]

Chapter Three: Aftermath

Fandom: Star Wars the Old Republic

Pairing: F! Cipher Nine x Theron Shan; F! Darth Nox x Lana Beniko

Genre: Romance, Action, Smut

Chapter Summary: Consequences are revealed in the morning after and Kalida continues to ponder the familiarity of a certain cipher.

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 1.6k

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Chapter Three: Aftermath

Nar Shaddaa

The Morning After

Nine had had a perfect night’s sleep. No messages to wake her up, no attacks on her ship, not even nightmares of Jadus or Watcher X, truly blissful sleep.  She awoke with a smile; when was the last time she had done that? Curling up, she glanced out the window over the bustling city. The windows of her Nar Shaddaa apartment overlooked the Red Light Sector, but not even spice addicts or gangster stabbings could ruin this morning. It had always been hard to tell day from night on the smuggler’s moon so most places came with timed shades. It had to be around 8 because her curtains were already starting to filter in light. 

Theron began to shift in reaction to the light and she pressed her legs together in memory of the night before. She had plenty of one-night encounters, granted usually they were for work but, when a girl is trained in the art of seduction, she never had to go far to get laid. The brunette gentleman in the red jacket had been an unexpected bonus.

Gradually as not to disturb him, she got up and put on her robe. Walking around the room she noted the clothes strewn about. The red jacket thrown over a chair was a unique piece, which gave her some solace, obviously not intelligence, a piece like that demands too much attention, maybe spec force? 

He wasn’t imperial, his accent made that abundantly clear, she’d place him as someone who lived in one of the Core Worlds but, had moved there later in life. Just muddled enough to know it was real, an operative would stick to a specific planet’s dialect, making sure it was clear they were Republic. For her own safety, she had concealed her accent, going with the Balmorran twang she had picked up when trying to join the resistance. 

Nine moved into the kitchen area to brew some caf, pouring her own mug, she sat at the table, savoring the delectable beverage.

In the bedroom she could hear a faint rustling noise, he must be up now, she thought and she poured another mug. After a few minutes, she entered her room. 

“Why hell…” she stopped short, her room was empty, the clothes and Theron were gone. She popped in the refresher to check if he was there, ducking her head in the closet. After a thorough inspection, she still hadn’t been able to find him. 

Nine walked over to her holopad and pulled up security footage. There weren’t cameras in her room of course but, maybe he had snuck out while she was distracted. Flipping through the footage, she flicked from the kitchen to the living room to the hallway and still didn’t see anything. Her bedroom door only opened when she had left to make caf, and when she had entered just minutes earlier. The only other access point was the windows. Surely not, she thought to herself and flicked to the outside footage. Yep, there he was climbing out of her window several stories above ground. Was he really trying to avoid me that much? 

Anger began to rise in her chest, she couldn’t believe he had left, he had used her! Wait, but wasn’t that her intention, a quick one-night stand to blow off steam? She shouldn’t be this concerned with him leaving, it actually made things easier but that didn’t quell the hurt she felt. Nine shook her head, she was acting crazy, last night meant nothing, it was nothing and the ache in her heart was just because it had been a while. Yes, that was all there was nothing special about him. Nine tried not to notice how she was refusing to think his name. 

5 minutes earlier...

Theron woke to an empty bed.

He was a little disappointed at first but when he heard her humming in the kitchen and smiled. Theron cozied back into bed to wait for her when he received a message marked urgent. Jonas had forwarded it to him. 

----------Forwarded Message--------

From: SIS Analytics sisanalytics@republic.gov 

Subject: Urgent: Republic’s Most Wanted Location Found

To: Agent Balker balker_j@republic.gov  

Cipher Nine, Ghost of the Empire reported on Nar Shaddaa. The subject is armed and extremely dangerous. Apprehend with extreme prejudice. Permission granted to Kill on sight. 

Attached to the message was a dossier.

Name: Cipher Nine

Age 25-35

Species: Human or Humanoid (Unconfirmed)

Hair Color: Light Brown?

Build: Slender 

Height: Average

Theron perused the file, his eyes caught a grainy image attached. No…it can’t be. Theron recognized the smirk on her lips, and the curve of her back. The humming in the kitchen seemed to grow louder. Theron was beginning to panic, he was at a disadvantage, he wasn’t armed and he was on her turf. He glanced wildly, the bedroom was bare of course, it would be. She hadn’t climbed to the top of Imperial Intelligence by leaving herself open to attack. She had likely tagged them in the cantina. Separating them was a smart move and he had been clueless to her plan. 

Theron cased the room again, there was a single door that led to the rest of the apartment, led to her, his body ached at the thought of her, her body pressed against his, her lips, her touch. Theron shook his head, snap out of it, he needed a plan. There were windows covering the wall adjacent to him. That might work, Theron always kept climbing gloves on him so the height shouldn’t be a problem, now he just had to gather his clothes, get dressed, exit the window, and not making any noise at all as to alert the Empire’s greatest operative who would likely kill him without hesitation. Okay, let's do this. 

Theron only ended up with a singular noise when shutting the window, granted he only used one hand to shut it, and he was clinging to a wall 4 stories up. The climb down was easy, and soon enough he had made it to an SIS safe house, taking 4 different trains to avoid anyone tailing him. When he shut the door behind him, a wave of relief rushed over him. His implant beeped another message.

From: <unknown>

Subject: [Redacted]

To: &lt;shan_t@republic.gov>

I’ve found them, it’s time. Meet me on Manaan. 

Well fuck.

Kalida had always been a capable warrior. She had to be in order to make it as the Emperor’s Wrath. She had bested far tougher opponents than the weakling Jedi defending the temple but, she was seriously distracted.

Nali?

How was someone supposed to react when they see their dead sister across the room? It’d been months since the Korriban and Tython assaults and Kalida just couldn’t stop running it over in her mind. Of course, it wasn’t Nali. Just someone who looked… exactly like her. Darth Nox was always saying that humans all looked the same, the Wrath was starting to believe her. The Cipher didn’t even react to her. Her face was expressionless, shut down. It wasn’t at all like the bubbly little sister Kalida had left when she went to Korriban.

She had only seen Nali briefly before she was killed in action on Dromund Kaas. They had both been stationed on the stormy planet they called home. Kalida was newly apprenticed to Darth Baras, and Nali had been selected to serve Darth Jadus for a special assignment. An assignment that would get her killed during the terror attack on the Dominator. Her parents had been so proud. Their daughters were home, safe, and successful. Their parents had both been Lords of the Sith, but they were never stereotypical in their behavior. They were warm and loving, and fiercely afraid for their daughter's safety. When Kalida began manifesting force sensitivity, her father had wept, terrified of what would await her at Korriban.

Nali was different. She was supposed to survive. Force-blind, she had enrolled at the Imperial Academy and quickly rose through the ranks as a capable officer. Her successes had put her parents at ease, Nali could take care of herself and for the first time, her parents stopped fretting over the dangers of the Empire.

They were never the same after Nali’s death. Hollow shells of the people that had once loved life so fiercely.

When Baras had attempted to kill Kalida on Quesh, rumors of her death had reached them. The last straw in their sanity had been pulled and they broke. On Corellia, Kalida had discovered the news. Her parents, mad with grief, flung themselves off the edge of the Colossus. Kalida was now alone.

She never blamed them. The fault for their deaths fell on Baras and Baras alone. Her grief became fuel for her rage and it had empowered her in her duel against Baras.  

Now alone, Kalida was clearly losing her grip. This Cipher Nine looked similar but, it had been years since Kalida had seen her sister, a woman who didn’t even recognize her back was hardly enough to go around digging up graves.

Focus on the task at hand. You can hunt for ghosts later.

Kalida tried to clear her head but, an ominous feeling was beginning to grow.

“Malavai?” her husband snapped his attention to her, immediately making her feel silly, she knew if she asked he’d spend every waking moment looking into this for her but she needed to know, needed to be at peace. “See what you can find that connects Cipher Nine to Agent Nali Zane,” Quinn didn’t press at the mention of her dead sister, giving her only an understanding nod before returning to his holopad.

“Of course my love, you’ll have my findings as soon as I can compile something together.” With that, Kalida felt her entire body relax, Malavai would find whatever connection there was, and if it turned out the cipher was just using the face of the dead, Kalida would make sure for her sister that that crime did not go unpunished.

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[photogirl894]

Happy two years celebration, Morgan !!! 🥳🥳🥳

5. What certain lines are you most proud of Irys, Kida & Lex ?

Thanks, my dear!! 💜

Man, I had to go back through a lot of the chapters with the girls cuz there were some lines I could think of, but couldn't remember what chapter they were from lol

Kida

"No one says you can't have style while bounty hunting, so it'll have to be something practical yet just on the edge of sophisticated, something that gives you class and sets you apart as our leader."

"I can put in a secret pocket in a dress that can conceal a blaster. I can add an underlayer of armor underneath any outfit should you get into a scrap. You could go to a party in a fancy gown with an entire arsenal hidden in your skirts...and no one would even notice."

"I'd rather make him explode from other reasons."

"You never told us your Sergeant was so sprightly and nimble."

"You know me: everything I do, I do in style."

"I know multiple ways to make you disappear and the authorities will never find your body…so if I were you, I'd think twice before badmouthing him again."

"I wouldn’t mind being studied by the good doctor."

"Honestly, I don’t think even my proficiency with makeup could make her look any better."

Lex

"She actually got him to fall for her...looks like Rina and I owe Kida five hundred credits each."

"You’ve won him over once; I know you can do it again. Don’t give up on your Sergeant."

"You really didn’t think two highly intelligent people would try and outsmart each other right away?"

"We’re the Koriena Force. Like the wolves we’re called after, we’re in this pack for life."

"I think you just short-circuited her brain, Wrecker."

"You two are so dramatic."

"I would rather lose my arm than lose you. You hear me?"

"Well, my friend…I think you just got a date."

Irys

"Information is power and if I can use it in any capacity, I will. I don’t believe in being bought for it."

"Excuse me? It was my 'mediocre hacking' that got you boys found and rescued! Would you rather we just take you back to Nar Shadaa because I’m sure that can be arranged."

"That is what my mediocre hacking is also used for: outsmarting know-it-all hotshots like yourself."

"We need to find Omega so I can beat Tech to the punch."

"It’s not your past, it’s yourself. You’re letting it hold you back."

Love these girls!!

Photogirl894's Sun and Rain Celebration

[thewintersoldierdisaster]

i just remembered that a makeup product list would be given once you got back from the beach 🫢

- 🌟

ooh let’s do it while i recover from the weekend and ease back into work lol. here’s a list of the products i use daily

elf hydro grip primer

sephora matte perfection lightweight tinted moisturizer in cashmere (this is going to be way too light for me in about three days since i’m getting tan and i’ll usually stop using foundation in the summer in general)

elf camo concealer

coulorpop eyebrow pencil (i’m literally obsessed with colourpop in general)

tarte surf curl mascara

mac brown eyeliner/urban decay eyeliner in alkaline or mildew (burgundy and dark green, respectively) -i rotate these three eyeliners depending on my mood

nars laguna bronzer

mac power blush from the stranger things collection in he likes it cold

ilia multi stick cream blush in beautiful

colorpop super shock eyeshadows in a variety of shades depending on my mood/outfit/the weather

colourpop freckle pen just to enhance the natural freckles a bit once i’ve put on foundation - this goes out the window when i’m tan and fully freckled lol

any random assortment of mac/nars/maybelline/colourpop lipsticks/lip stains - lately i’ve been doing a morphe clear gloss over a ysl lip stain that i found in my purse that’s definitely expired but i never throw anything out lol

also once we get into like mid-july/august and i’ve got a nice tan going literally all i wear is eyebrow pencil, mascara, and a blotted out swipe of mac’s russian red lipstick for a little color

lol typing all this out makes me seem so much more high maintenance than i actually am 😂

[134340am]

me rambling about makeup under the cut lol

ever since school started i got compliments from three people telling me my skin looked really glowy and bright which makes me ☺️☺️☺️ really happy because that’s definitely an upgrade from last sem’s “you look like you haven’t slept” LOL and it’s all thanks to nars’ radiant creamy concealer…. it is truly very radiant and very creamy and it blends like a dream!!! i can use the tiniest dot for like medium-full coverage and have it blend out in like!!! 3 seconds!!! it’s crazyyyyy (so is the price point but i believe this tube can actually last me ages with how little i need to use) so wheeee i m very happy

but also i think i’ve been eating well and sleeping decently which is why my skin looks Ok

[sunderedazem]

From, 93 fun OC asks, how about 14, 17, 32, and 46? For either Cor or Sekulyn

Since you were kind enough to do both- I will be too! (Corrain's part will be below a readmore, for Scrolling Convenience)

Sekulyn first! Beloved Darth Occlus <3

14. What is their favorite food? How often do they get to eat it?

Gruuvan Shaal kebabs (traditional Twi'lek food), and spiced aric tongue. She eats the latter when she wants to snack in public, so she gets it a lot when she's eating out (which she tries to do often). The kebabs are when she wants a quick snack at home.

17. Where were they born?

She doesn't remember, really. She only has scattered memory of the time before the ship taking her to the Jedi was raided and she was sold to the Sith on Ziost. Childhood trauma did wonders on her (sarcasm). If she ever wants to find out, however, she'll learn that she was born on Nar Shaddaa

32. What is their self esteem like?

Pretty high. She's got a lot of confidence in her own abilities and cunning, and she knows and enjoys actively irritating traditionalist Sith that hate her being nonhuman and a Dark Councilor.

46. How easily can they express emotions? How easily can they hide emotions?

She's fantastic at concealing her emotions, she just mostly doesn't have to choose to do so. As for *expressing* emotions- eh. does Zapping things and people with Force Lightning count? She's good at that. Not so much talking about it.

And now, Corrain's turn!

14. What is their favorite food? How often do they get to eat it?

He'd say he doesn't have one, but in reality he loves an Alderaanian fruit called starblossom. Especially when they're baked into little pastries. (he's got a sweet tooth, lmao)

17. Where were they born?

Alderaan! I HC that there's a small Jedi enclave there, and that's where his mother found the Jedi and asked them to take her child. (he was a page for Duke Organa as a youngling, as an extracurricular)

32. What is their self esteem like?

It's...complicated. For the most part, his self esteem rides on how well he thinks he's performing at "being the Best Jedi Ever" so to speak, and for the most part, he's skilled enough and enough of a Force powerhouse to live up to his own unreasonable expectations. So (until he fails, and Falls) his self-esteem is alright. He's stuck in a "I could do better" loop, but he's okay. And then he Falls and his self-worth and self-esteem tank right alongside that.

He doesn't have any sort of healthy self-esteem until he leaves the Jedi, and learns to quit valuing himself based off an idealized version of the Jedi he's had in his head. (This is the Satele Bonk, lol)

46. How easily can they express emotions? How easily can they hide emotions?

Oh he's GARBAGE at both, ironically. He point-blank refuses to talk about his deepest and most crippling fears and insecurities, which is a Massive Problem for many reasons. And he's also absolute trash as hiding when he's angry or upset - after the Vitiate Trauma arc, his fury, fear, and despair all lead to him accidentally sparking arcs of Force Lightning.

He's a Repression-Explosion emotional cycle - and so he's bad at both halves of this question.

Thank you for the ask, @fenrisprime2003!! I have a lot of fun doing these, they help me come up with stuff if I haven't already fleshed the characters out.

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Lila Moss’s Guide to “Dot, Dot” Contouring and Next-Level Lashes

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Lila Moss’s Guide to “Dot, Dot” Contouring and Next-Level Lashes

There are a few things Lila Moss has on her at all times: a multitasking lip balm, a lip liner, and a glucose device to monitor her type 1 diabetes. In true Gen Z fashion, transparency and authenticity are important to the 20-year-old model, who proudly sports the device daily—even while strutting on the Fendace and Vogue World catwalks. “It felt really amazing to [feel] like myself,” says Moss, who got her start modeling at age 14, picking up a few tricks from her supermodel mother Kate Moss. Today, the rising runway star shares her beauty routine, from soothing skin care to her go-to contouring strategy. 

“Skin care has always been an important part of my day,” explains Moss. “I have quite sensitive skin, so my routine is quite simple.” First, she relies on gentle yet effective salves by London-based dermatologist Dr. Sam Bunting and Dermalogica—supplemented by the Face Gym Multi Sculpt contouring tool. “I like to do it under my sinuses—I feel like they’re a bit blocked at the moment, and it just feels nice,” she says while gliding the tool across her face. Next is Youth To The People’s firming eye cream to quell dark circles and prep for makeup. “I feel like if you put on eye cream and then concealer, it just sits nicer; it doesn’t look so dry and crusty.” For lips, Moss uses Laneige’s mask to the last drop, musing that her mother took her last pot of the cult-favorite treatment. “Recently, I’ve been really strict with myself about wearing sun cream because I just realized that it’s better for my skin,” she says as she applies an imperceptible veil of Ultra Violette’s weightless SPF. Then, a spritz of Cosmoss’s Sacred Mist from her mom’s recently launched wellness brand rounds out her skin care regimen. “It smells of [my mom] and it makes me so happy because it reminds me of her.” 

With skin prepped, Moss is ready to dive into her going-out party look, beginning with Charlotte Tilbury’s buzzy Flawless Filter skin tint, buffing in the formula with a damp Beautyblender before blending concealer under her eyes and atop blemishes. “I think the best makeup advice I’ve ever received is from my mom, and it’s that less is more,” she says. Onto contour, Moss reveals her special “dot-dot” application strategy, which entails dotting along the hollows of her cheeks and forehead with Charlotte Tilbury’s contour wand before blending. Next up, Kosas’s tinted balm is swiped on the cheeks for a rosy flush, while brows are brushed into place with gel. Then, to accentuate her gaze, Moss smudges brown and champagne-hued shadow in the lids before using an eyelash curler and a few swipes of mascara to achieve next-level lashes. For a naturally fuller pout, Tilbury’s lip liner in Pillow Talk, followed by Fenty Beauty’s gloss does the trick. “I definitely take my lip liner with me when I’m going out—it’s in my bag all day, every day because it’s one of those things I wear when I’m not even wearing makeup,” she spills. After a light dusting of Glossier’s finishing powder and a mist of perfume, Moss is all set for a night on the town. 

Dr. Sam’s Flawless Cleanser

Dermalogica Daily Microfoliant Exfoliator

Dr. Sam’s Flawless Moisturizer

Youth to The People Superberry Dream Eye Cream

Laneige Lip Sleeping Mask

Ultra Violette UV Queen Screen Lightweight SPF 50

Charlotte Tilbury Hollywood Flawless Filter

Beautyblender Original Makeup Sponge

Glossier Stretch Concealer

NARS Radiant Creamy Concealer

Charlotte Tilbury Hollywood Contour Wand

Charlotte Tilbury Luxury Eyeshadow Palette

Kevyn Aucoin The Eyelash Curler

Anastasia Beverly Hills Strong Hold Clear Brow Gel

Charlotte Tilbury Lip Cheat Lip Liner in Pillow Talk

Fenty Beauty Gloss Bomb Universal Lip Luminizer

Glossier Wowder Weightless Finishing Powder

Marc Jacobs Fragrances Perfect Eau de Parfum

Director:Gabrielle Reich Director of Photography: Devan Davies Editor: Tajah Smith

Associate Producer: Natalie Harris Production Manager: Kit Fogarty Production Coordinator: Ava Kashar Talent Booker: Phoebe Feinberg, Ignacio Murillo

Post Production Supervisor: Marco Glinbizzi Post Production Coordinator: Jovan James Supervising Editor: Kameron Key Assistant Editor:  Billy Ward Filmed at: Hotel Barrière Fouquet’s New York

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