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occamstfs · 1 month

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Should've Worn Green

Happy St. Patrick's Day! Figured I couldn't miss the best Irish Tf day of the year eh? Best! -Occam

Charles didn’t account for the drunks storming the streets today when he was getting ready this morning. Why should he have to step out of his way to avoid getting beer spilled on him. Nevertheless perhaps the accountant should have checked the calendar before wandering into the streets without wearing a hint of green.

Such a blunder would not long go unpunished however. Compact as he is, he nimbly ducks out of the way of glasses clinking in brutish hands raised high. He scoffs at their total disregard for sanitation as they spill beer all over each other in the cheers. Barely avoiding getting drenched himself Charles bumps into a figure who drunkenly laughs before reaching out towards him.

“Aye! Shoulda worn green lad! ‘S St. Paddys!” He shouts as he pinches the already frustrated clerk who yelps and slaps at the hand. Not even pausing to dignify the man with a verbal response, he pushes forward to not be late for work.

He stumbles onward, reaching the edge of the crowd and finally takes a break. In the scarcely fresher air, his stomach lurches and he leans onto a building to avoid falling over. His shoulder itches as he almost feels what can only be described as vertigo? He looks over the crowd angrily, sure that they are to blame for whatever this episode is, contemplating going back toward whoever assaulted him but every face in the crowd is impossibly similar. Jesus, he’s never seen so many redheads in one place?

Wondering if he’s somehow woken up in Ireland proper he feels a breeze on his midriff. Not only has his shirt been untucked but the skin exposed suggests it never could have been tucked in the first place. It’s as if he’s grown half a foot. Charles starts hyperventilating, trying to convince himself his shirt must have shrunk in the wash, though surely he would have seen his exposed belly button when he put it on no?

He again looks towards the crowd seeking anything to blame for his state. This makes it evident that he has grown indeed, now able to directly make eye contact with men in the crowd. There is a draft on his ankles as his increasing height only becomes more difficult to deny. Charles clenches his jaw as his eyes find the man who simply must be the culprit.

In the middle of the mass of Paddy’s day parishioners, he sees a man staring directly at him, a smirk edging out from under his thick beard. He raises a large glass of Guinness in cheers and Charles can’t help but stare at the man in turn, his anger quickly being replaced by confusion. He winks, the glass still raised, as Charles stumbles backwards trying to avert his eyes. They forcibly return to this man each time taking in a new facet of his impossibly masculine body. The jungle of hair in his pits draws him in as if there’s a fire in his still-raised arm. His powerful chest is covered in a similar forest of beyond dense red hair.

Charles, unbeknownst to himself, continues to hungrily stare at the statuesque man as the pitch-black coif on his own head begins to bleach as a red tint starts to force its way up from his roots. He scratches at his face wondering how he forgot to shave before work. Oh, work? He needs to get to work right? His eyes retreat from the specimen to check his watch. He raises his arm to check his watch creating a tear in his suit as his bicep involuntarily flexes. His face reddens just as his hair continues to do, his anger towards the crowd returns as they have clearly forced him to not only be late to work, but to arrive wearing less than his prestigious work demands of him.

Before enacting whatever meager retribution his increasingly muddy mind decides he looks up to see the mysterious man approaching him through the crowd. His body involuntary clenches in fear, each instinctual flex creating new tears in his workday attire. His chest bursts into existence shooting his shirt’s buttons far into the dancing crowd. Tears appear down the length of his dress pants revealing tight briefs barely hanging together underneath. He rips off the rest of his suit jacket lest it impede him as he prepares to bolt from the rapidly approaching giant, though with each surge of growth coursing through Charles the man seems less menacing and massive, and more familiar.

He again scratches at his shoulder as he begins to notice that someone in the crowd desperately needs a shower. At least he thinks it's the crowd, he looks towards his own pits questioning his cleanliness and sees pits with thin dark hairs. But that can’t be right? Surely they should be red like all his other hair. He flexes his pecs and watches the ginger hair on his torso dance in the morning sun. Laughing before he returns his attention to his pits that are rapidly agreeing with his assessment and growing thick and red, they also make it clear that the sudden stink in the air could be no one but him.

It’s chill though Charles thinks, he’s been partying all morning with the guys, he’s sure they’ll get it. Smirking to himself not even noticing how swiftly he has assimilated to being one of the parishioners that have taken over the block. As he stands there, his red pubes increasingly showing above his crotch as his briefs are weighed down with each growing pulse in his crotch.

Finally the smirking Irishman who started it all makes his way over shouting, “Ay Charlie! Yer gunna have to cover up ya! Shame we’re not Scots or I’d toss ye a kilt, Ha! And ‘Ere lad don’t be standing around without a drink in hand.” He tosses a large cup at Charlie who catches it, though losing the head as it splashes all over him, matting his ginger curls to his chest and revealing the most intricate details of his still-growing bulge.

Charlie cheers at the man who must be a friend, or at least a countryman, before quickly starting to down the tankard. As he swallows the swill he swiftly loses whatever smidge of himself that remained in this northern paragon of a body. His chest fills out with a bit of weight as beer trickles down the beard expanding further down his face. As he swallows his voice develops into an impossible to mistake accent. It’s just, didn’t he have something to do today? His brown eyes sparkle as they brighten to a green bright enough to be in the tricolor as he laughs. What could he have to do today more important than celebrating his home country! America is fine and all that but fwoh, could certainly stand to be more like his homeland. Charlie, tired of thinking so much on a day like this, gives into a primal urge of celebration and joins the bacchanal. Charles Morris would not arrive to push whatever buttons and keys he was supposed to at work that day. But Charlie Mulligan was having the greatest time of his life, as he would continue to do evermore.

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johaerys-writes · 4 months

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A Helping Hand

Patrochilles | Modern AU | E | PWP | 4.5k

Patroclus isn’t horny for his best friend. He really isn't. It's just that the hoodie Achilles lent him a few days ago smells so good...

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Patroclus is not horny for his best friend. He absolutely isn’t.

He has always liked girls. The few relationships he’s had, however brief, were for the most part positive experiences that ended on a more or less mutual and friendly understanding. Any interest he has ever felt for men has always been fleeting, easily forgotten or ignored. Patroclus just isn’t into guys all that much.

But Achilles is hot. He is unarguably, undoubtedly, overwhelmingly hot, perhaps the hottest man Patroclus has ever met, a truth universally acknowledged and that has remained uncontested since they became friends some twenty years back. His hair is the richest of golds and his eyes the most fetching of greens, and the fact that whenever they go to the gym together he can easily squat 100kg without breaking a sweat while wearing the sluttiest, tightest sports shorts known to man doesn’t help matters.

Perhaps that is why Patroclus finds himself on his bed one evening, half dressed, jerking off like his life depends on it while pressing Achilles’ hoodie to his nose.

It isn’t entirely Patroclus’ fault. That should be noted somewhere, for posterity’s sake. Not to get weird on his homie of twenty years, but as good as Achilles’ looks, he smells even better. It doesn’t even have to do with his shampoo or his body wash or his deodorant or his after shave, as pleasant as those are. It is the smell of his body, his skin itself, that drives Patroclus crazy. It’s warm and musky and sweet, just a little spicy; even his sweat has a fresh, vibrant note to it, like taking a stroll through a spring garden. Patroclus can never help but linger a little too long when they hug, or secretly press his nose to his hair whenever Achilles falls asleep on his shoulder when they watch movies together. Achilles smells like heaven, and Patroclus could get drunk on that scent every day if he let himself.

And he’s also just… such a great guy. Achilles is amazing. He’s Patroclus’ best friend and his foster brother and Patroclus loves him more than anyone he knows. He’s smart as hell, kind and generous and quirky, and Patroclus could listen to him talk for hours and never get bored. No one Patroclus knows has a bond like theirs, and it’s been quite exclusive for all the years they’ve known each other. No one knows Patroclus like Achilles knows him, and Patroclus is honoured that he can say the same for him. His smile could light up Patroclus’ entire day no matter how shitty it’s been—some days, all that keeps him sane is knowing that he’ll finish work and go back to his flat and find Achilles there, waiting for him.

God, Achilles. Achilles.

Patroclus squeezes his eyes shut. He takes a deep breath of the fabric that’s pressed to his face as he strokes himself faster, imagining it’s Achilles’ hand wrapped around his cock instead of his own.

He’s so lost in the fantasy that he barely even hears Achilles’ bedroom door opening, and his footsteps down the hall.

“Pat, did you take my phone charger again? I told you I needed it for—”

Patroclus’ door is flung open and then there’s Achilles’ standing at the doorway, staring at Patroclus wide-eyed.

Staring at Patroclus’ dick, which is currently hard and leaking and in full view between them.

Words would not be able to describe Patroclus’ mortification. He hurriedly shoves the hoodie under his pillow and tucks himself in, but he can do nothing about the giant fucking hard-on that’s still visible through the fabric, nor the way he’s panting as if he’s run a mile.

“What,” he asks breathlessly, “what is it?”

Achilles’ eyes snap up to his face. They’re still wide and startled, but there’s a sort of hunger there Patroclus has never seen before. “Was that… my hoodie?”

“No. I mean, yes. Um.” Patroclus pushes the hoodie a little deeper under the pillow, a pathetic attempt at hiding what they both very clearly see. “Sorry, I was just… I’ve been meaning to return it to you since I borrowed it a few days ago, but, uh…”

He swallows thickly. His face is on fire. Patroclus hopes Achilles will get the message and walk away, leaving Patroclus to his miserable and shameful business, but instead Achilles closes the door and leans against it with the smuggest of smiles on his lips.

“Well, don’t stop on my account.”

Patroclus gapes at him. Achilles' words don’t make sense to his brain, but they do make sense to his dick, apparently, as it gives a little jolt of interest. “Wh—what?”

“Keep going. Or do you need help with that?” He glances down at Patroclus and wets his lips.

No, his brain screams at him. “Sure,” his treacherous mouth replies.

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az-cain · 2 years

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self care hcs

moon system x reader ≈ 1.1k words masterlist here

the beard is the gif below 😗

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shaving

sometimes the boys get busy and they’ll forget to shave, or sometimes they just don’t have a razor

jake really really wants to grow it out into a full beard

steven likes the clean-shaven look or a little bit of stubble, but is fine with whatever

marc wants a full beard. badly.

when they go on long trips, jake and marc get their wish. they get a nice beard.

one time, they come home after a long trip and you decide that you really like their beard

it’s a little scratchy while it’s growing out, but feels nice when they kiss you

plus, they look really good with it

from then on, they usually let it grow to about that length

whenever marc is fronting, he likes to trim it with the fancy little shears you’d gotten him a little while ago

you got them when you noticed him trimming his beard with steven’s craft scissors and that would not do

so you bought him some and gave them to him, showing him how to fit him fingers into the small holes and rest his pinky over the ring

you helped him get straight cuts by holding the hair between two fingers and overlapping each piece he cut with the next to get it even

hair cutting

you also cut their hair for them most of the time

it was about a monthly occurrence, their latino genes making their hair grow wayyyy faster than most people’s

marc didn’t really trust people other than you and himself with sharp objects next to his head, too many bad experiences in the marines

the first few times with the new shears you missed a few spots, but found them within a day while you were playing with their hair

you went “oh crap” and tugged them back to the bathroom to fix the mistakes

they didn’t care much, as long as marc felt that he looked tidy enough to take himself seriously

marc wanted really short hair, a high and tight like he had as a marine

jake wanted to grow his hair out, long enough to pull back into a little man-bun or pony tail, with an undercut underneath

steven liked their haircut, and he got to make that call a) because it was an in-between from jakes’s and marc’s wishes and b) because he was the one who had a normal 9-5 job with the most human interaction

jake liked to front when you were cutting their hair, the feeling of your fingers and comb soothing him in a way most other things couldn’t (for once, he felt protected)

you eventually got really good at cutting their hair, perfecting the fade from long to short. they were so happy with it every time and it made you super happy

showering

they all love showering with you, obviously

marc takes super short showers, ever the military man (5-10 mins)

jake takes long, burning hot showers, and sometimes even baths (30-45 mins)

steven takes hot showers and often forgets he’s in there (like hour-long showers)

they all have different soaps, which can get a little pricey, but you’re all fairly well off so it’s okay

marc has vanilla bar soap for his body and scentless nivea men’s shampoo and conditioner

he’s the most likely to buy 3-in-1 in a pinch or while on a mission

jake has orange and sandalwood scented shampoo, conditioner, and body wash

he also has a long-ass facial routine every night before bed, and you’ll often stand beside him and do your own: neutrogena salicylic acid facial cleanser, sephora toner, a serum that’s way too expensive, eye cream because he never sleeps, and a neutrogena hydro-boost moisturizer

he won’t let you touch his face for 10 minutes after his routine is done, no exceptions unless you’re crying

steven uses everist vegan shampoo and conditioner that comes in nice little waste-free aluminum tubes (except the cap, which he diligently returns to the company), and uses a nice bar of vanilla body wash from a local market

water. literally just water.

steven is the most likely to stay hydrated with a conscious effort all the time, but jake is just always thirsty

you got each of them a nice 30 oz bottle: navy blue for marc, sunflower yellow for steven, and burgundy for jake

steven’s is absolutely covered in stickers and dents, and he fills it up and drinks it 3 times a day at work

marc’s has very few dents, meticulous as he is. he’s pretty forgetful, but does his best to remember it and when he does, he gets through the bottle

jake’s is barely a cylinder anymore. it’s also not recognizable as red. everywhere he goes, he gets a sticker. everywhere. if he sees one while he’s on a mission, he’ll grab it and stick it in his bag to put on later that night. he has to fill it 10-11 times/day on missions, 4-5 if he’s not being too active

working out

jake fronts to run three miles every morning and does strength training at least 5 times per week. usually it’s early in the morning, he never sleeps more than 10 hours, and that’s only after hard missions. otherwise it’s a max of 8 hours. very unhinged.

marc likes to do cardio at night, especially if he’s stressed, which is 7 times out of 10

steven doesn’t work out. like ever. not even when he’s upset.

overall the body gets in 3-6 miles per day, and about 3 hours of strength training per day minimum

they’re strong as fuck

eating habits

jake, as the protector, knows how to cook

he also really enjoys it, cooking for you and himself at night or waking you up with a nice breakfast after he’s gotten back from the gym and showered

steven likes to eat, but oftentimes forgets, especially if he has his nose buried in a book

you’ve taken to leaving snacks on his desk— apples, pears, bits of the dark chocolate you know he likes— and packing him a lunch every day before work. you try to get him in a little of every food group: some yogurt, pinwheels, and more chocolate is his favorite meal you pack him

marc forgets all the time. every time he fronts, especially around a meal time, you grab him something good to eat. if he fronts for long periods of time, you’ll pack him full meals that will last with or without cooling. you always throw some beef jerky into his bag, too.

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bluegalaxygirl · 6 months

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Ruthless (Zosan X reader) p2

Plot: Beast off the walking dead series. After the governor attacks your people you head back to help plan an attack back. Luffy's not happy with being left out so ends up following only to end up at the governors town.

Warning: Death, blood, violence, reader being unhinged, bad language.

Reader is a gunslinger of the crew and the younger sibling to Rick. This isn't accurate to the show but it does contain characters and plot lines, deaths have been added that aren't apart of the show. Zoro X Sanji X Reader, poly relationship, Established relationship, Reader is GN.

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The situation was dire, people were hurt bad so you gave them the medical bag you brought along and tried to help the best you could but your no doctor, you can bandage someone up and do stitching but thats about it so you left it to the only two doctors left. There was little food left, turns out the fire did destroy most of the food but luckily the place had back-ups in different areas, the only problem was one of those areas wasn't over run with the undead. Apparently the governor has quite the army of undead that he just let lose in the prison when his men stormed it. They managed to keep the undead locked away in the back but there wasn't enough people to take care of the large group. Maggie shared her room or cell with you last night, you didn't sleep well though, too nervous wanting to know more but you had to wait for your brother to get back. You had only seen a hand full of people and most of them were injured. You were worried about your nephew Carl and your niece, you haven't seen their mother Lori either.

Sitting at the metal table in the cell area twiddled your fingers you waited for your bother to get back with his group, your brain wondered into all kinds of dark places, you even wondered if Maggie was lying to you, that your brother was dead, and she was just buying her time to tell you. You were snapped out of your thoughts when the gate opened to the cell area, your head snapped to look over and relief washed over your body at seeing your brother, he looked sad, his face was sweaty, but he was alive. His hair still dark and short, but he had a lot of stubble of his face and the wrinkles looked worse than the last time you sore him but you were so glad he's alive. Running over he captures you in his arms and holds you close the two of you crying into each others shoulder as the others walk in behind him, through teary eyes you can see three people, Glenn, a young Korean man with short black hair and clean face. Daryl, a rugged looking man with short dark brown hair and heavy bags under his eyes carrying a cross bow. Michonne, a black female with long brown dreadlocks and bark brown eyes carrying a katana, and a person you haven't seen before, He had a shaved head and dark skin. They all have big bags with them meaning they were successful in finding food and water. Pulling away you look up at your brother "I'm so glad your alive" you managed to stop the tears wiping them away before laughing slightly mainly out of relief, but he didn't smile or laugh back, his eyes were blood shot and slightly puffy it made your heart sink in your chest.

He sighs and rubs your arm "Lets go somewhere and talk" His voice was raspy, like he'd been screaming so much he could hardly talk now but you nodded wanting to know who he cried over. Taking you to one of the rooms he told you everything. The governor attacked out of nowhere and let walkers, as they call them now, walk into the farm area where they killed the animals. The fence at the back of the prion was destroyed, and they blew up the back doors letting the walks into the building before they set fire to the food supply. The attack didn't seem to have a reason, he tried talking the governor down during the attack but the man wouldn't listen. They kidnapped people and Carl. Lori was bitten on the shoulder, she didn't have the same blood type as you and Rick, so she got infected, it was a miracle she made it this far. They had to force labor but it was taking too long, so they had to cut the baby out of her after someone shot her in the head. Three people turned and attacked others inside the prison, in all they lost almost twenty-five people either by getting killed by walkers or gun shots. Hershel who's been with you all for a long time had to get his leg cut off due to an infection caused by a bite that almost killed him.

You couldn't believe this, sitting on the bed with your head in your hands you thought about the people that were lost and the people who where taken epilepsy your nephew. Rage and overwhelming sadness consumed you, you shook where you sat seeing red, the need to take revenge filled your mind until Rick placed his hand on yours pulling them away form your tear stained face. You managed to control your breathing as you looked up at him "What's her name?" you whispered getting a confused look off your brother "The baby... my niece, what's her name?" you ask again getting a sigh from your brother "I-i haven't named her yet, me and Lori hadn't decided yet" he tightens his grip on your hands the feeling of sadness over taking him "I'm going to make things right. i'm going to get Carl and the others back and end this.. End him" your words made your brother look away form the floor and up at you, you eyes filled with anger and determination "Lets get some people together and make a plan, i'm betting he took Carl, so we won't attack back, we have time to-" your eyes soften a little as you stand stopping yourself form getting angry again "But first, i really want to meet my niece" you smile as your brother nods leading you out the room and to where your baby niece is.

Your niece and most of the kids where kept out of danger, in a safe area inside the prison, Beth, Maggie's sister took it upon herself to take care of the new born, her voice was amazing as you walked in, the blonde haired 16 year old girl had the voice of an angle and you stopped your brother from saying anything as you watched her sing to the small baby in her arms. Moments like this were something you should cherish, a moment of peace and joy, she only stopped when she turned around and spotted you two looking at her, her eyes lit up on seeing you and walked over. You always thought of the young girl as a sister, you wanted to protect her form this world, but she refused to leave her family. "Hi sweetie" you smile kissing the blonde girl on the forehead as you leaned over the baby in her arms, you looked down at the small bubble as Beth handed her to you. "She's beautiful" you whispered scared to wake the sleeping child, Rick leaned over and smiled a little, it's the first times he's had a good look at her, too busy sorting out this place and making it safe, but he also couldn't bring himself to look at her after Lori died and Carl was taken. You turned and handed her to your brother who gladly held her the smile growing on his face as he looked down at his daughter.

By morning on the sunny Luffy was bouncing off the walls, he hated sitting around wondering what you were doing. They left the island that night and were sailing through the water to the next island, it would take them a few days to get there but all he could think of was your island. Sanji puffs out the smoke from his cigarette leaning on the railing overlooking the grassy deck but his eyes were on his Captain who couldn't sit still. Breakfast was over and the dishes were done so everyone was off doing their own thing. "Still at it?" Zoro walks over a towel around his neck after just finishing his short morning workout. The cook sighs and nods "Yep... everyone's worried he's going to do something stupid. Poor Nami-swan is staying out the way in case he asks her to take us all to Y/N's island" He takes a drag of his cigarette holding the smoke in for a minute before letting it out. Zoro leans next to him on the railing watching his Captain hop from one thing to another, he tried talking with Usopp, looking at what Robin was reading, looking at something Franky was making, listening to Brooks music and playing with Chopper, but he got board very quickly. He stood in the middle of the grass deck, his fists at his side. Sanji sighs putting his cigarette out and fixing his jacket as Zoro wipes his shoulder's down and throws the towel to the side cracking his neck.

They both new what was coming, and they can't refuse their captain. Their actions gained everyone's attention, feeling the tension in the air as they waited or their captain to finally snap and when he did no one was surprised "Lets go to Y/N's island" he yells out looking up at the sky as he does. The door to nami's map room slams open as the woman walks out her head handing low and a log post in her hand, she sighs before looking back up and starting to tell everyone what to do. There was no changing the captains mind, and they all knew it, you might yell at them for it but its better than dealing with a pouting and stubborn captain. Luffy smiles wide when everyone gets up to help out, jumping up onto the lions head and watching the ship change course.

The large wall could be seen from a mile away but Usopp and Franky were ready, getting the sunny's cannon ready until a cannonball fly's into the water next to their ship. Luffy stands as the others get ready for a fight. Sanji and Zoro run up to their captain standing on the railing next to the lion head. "It's the marines, but there's only one ship" Robin yells out using the binoculars to get a closer look. Zoro laughs out loud holding his stomach while sanji lights up a cigarette "Only one?" Zoro sighs soon calming down from his laughing fit. "Hay remember that old trick we did? Where we sent their Cannonball right back?" Sanji smiles blowing out the smoke from his cigarette as Luffy laughs and give the two a thumbs up "Full speed ahead" Luffy yells getting into position at the side of the ship. The marine ship yells out a warning as the sunny gets closer soon firing another cannonball, with Sanji holding Luffy's arms and Zoro holding Luffy's legs they make sure the cannonball hits luffy's stomach, the rubber stopping it from damaging the ship before launching it back at the marines. It crashes straight through the middle of the ship making it start sinking.

This time they managed to hold onto Luffy instead of letting him go and fly into the railing like last time. "That was awesome" Luffy yells jumping out of his friend's grip and watching the ship go down as the cannon in the sunny's mouth comes out and blows a hole in the metal wall big enough for the ship to get through. As the sunny passes through the hole they watch the last of the ship fall bellow the water giving the survivors peace signs with a laugh. "Will you guys focus" Nami yells getting the three back to work "Yes Nami-swan" Sanji smiles running off to help the navigator. The boat pulled up and turned to be side on with the sandy shore, it was a big island with large hills, several towns and large buildings, but they couldn't seem to see where your home was. You decided it quite well and called it a prison but it was nothing like impel down even, so they still couldn't see it. Luffy jumped off the ship and landed on the beach happy to be on a new island "Luffy be careful" Chopper yells form the ship looking around for any infected "There could be infected around, remember what Y/N said?" The doctor tried to whisper down to the Captain who just shrugs "It'll be fine, we've dealt the with undead before" he smiles up at his crew "I wish we would all forgot about that place" Nami sighs as Brook laughs behind her.

Franky lowers the bridge but only Zoro, Sanji and Robin get off looking back at the rest of the crew who stays put. "Aren't you coming?" Robin asks only to see them shake their heads "Someone has to stay with the ship" Franky shrugs looking away form the black haired woman. "I'm sure i can make a map of this place form here plus someone has to stay with the log post" Nami rubs the back of her head backing up slightly. "I have to make sure there's no damage to the ship form the marine attack" Usopp laughs running off as to not get called out. "I would love to come but i'm afraid i might fit in with the undead too much" Brook laughs leaning against the railing. Chopper on the other hand just stood there shaking a little looking at the three "I don't want to die" his little voice called out making Robin giggle "It's ok Chopper, you stay and guard the ship" Sanji smile as Zoro give the doctor a thumbs up. "We'll be back later" Robin waves heading off the the three to meet up with their

It isn't long until they get to a street lined with buildings, its empty and there's trash everywhere, specks of dried blood on the floor and a strange off-putting smell. Sanji makes sure Zoro's hand is always on the cooks belt not wanting him to get lost or get bit, Robin stays close to their captain who seems to be having a great time looking in the abandoned shop windows and bouncing around the place. "Hay" a loud voice calls out making all of them look to a roof top getting ready to fight as the man points a gun at them, more people come out form around them circling the four "Don't hurt them they could be friends with Y/N" Sanji points out looking around them as Zoro puts his swords away seeming to make the people relax a little. An older man with short neat brown hair and an eye patch walks out from the group a gun at his side as he looks the four over "Your not form here" he smiles making the swordsman uneasy "I'm guessing your the ones who blew up that marine ship then, thank you" His words surprised them all but Luffy laughed and nodded "Yea we did"

Robin laughs at her captain while Sanji places a hand on Luffy's shoulder trying to get his captain to stop talking. "We're here looking for a member of my crew, Y/N have you seen them?" Luffy asks, Sanji internally freaking out even with Zoro's reassuring pats on the back. None of you know these people, they may be your group, or they may be a rival group who knows. "A crew HU? so your pirates? are you going to rob us?" the man asks everyone around him holding their guns a little tighter "What? no of course not... we're just looking for Y/N" Luffy smiles looking around at the group. The man sighs in relief and raises his hand, the people around him lowering their guns and stepping back. "I'm sorry i don't know anyone by that name but you did help us out by distorting that marine ship. They've been threatening, stealing and hurting us for a while now so you've been a big help. Let us thank you and your crew with some warm drinks and food. Maybe i can ask around about your friend too" His words seemed genuine but Zoro could tell something was off about this guy, before he can say anything though Luffy jumps at the change and agrees. "Perfect i'm the governor by the way, i run the town of Woodbury, feel free to stay as long as you like" the man starts walking, the other men either heading out to other areas or following him.

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Ninjago Headcanons

What I think each character's hygiene is like

Kai: Pretty decent. I think he uses shower gel and those scrunchy shower things, but will use that two in one shampoo and conditioner (specifically the anti-dandruff/heat resistant ones). And has a face cloth that he rarely uses. Showers maybe every two to three days, and shaves maybe once a week. Would use body cream, and on his face.

Brushes his teeth twice a day, doesn't floss.

Cole: Showers nearly everyday and washes his hair constantly. Making it frizzy and kinda unhealthy. The type to use shower gel or a bar of soap depending, and a cloth, to wash himself. Also would use that two in one shampoo. Would have face wash and use it with the same cloth. Would shave every day. Uses body cream and face cream.

Brushes his teeth once a day in the morning, tries to floss but is really bad at being consistent.

Jay: Homeboy barely brushes his teeth, I don't think he would shower on a regular basis either. And if he did, it's with a bar of soap and nothing else. Tho I feel like he would clean everywhere but just not very through about it. Again, the two in one shampoo but this is because they (the ninja) are poor (and the bar of soap is definitely a choice). I think the most he can grow is like very thin peach fuzz so he doesn't shave much. Doesn't use cream.

Doesn't brush his teeth, nor flosses.

Zane: Regular oil, polish and touch ups to make sure he looks clean and tidy.

Pixal: Same as Zane, though she is typically more through about it.

Echo Zane: Doesn't know what hygiene is, constantly covered in dirt and grime though Zane does try to help him clean up a little.

Nya: Would shower every two to three days like Kai, but has separate shampoo and conditioner, hair gel and a loofah. Also has face wash that she uses occasionally with her hands. Has a skin care routine for her face because she saw it in an ad. Would use body cream and face cream.

Brushes her teeth twice a day, would floss occasionally.

Lloyd: I think he would also shower with just a cloth and a bar of soap, but once a week he has this long routine: separate shampoo and conditioner, shower gel, face wash, face cream, body cream, just, everything. He always smells so nice afterwards. It's like a self care kind of thing that he allows himself to indulge in.

Bad at brushing his teeth everyday, flosses once a week.

Sensei Wu: I don't even know where to begin really. I think it would either be really bad, kinda like he just washes himself with water, or would use soap but not be extremely thorough. Or he could be quite through, however I don't see him putting much effort into washing his body. His hair, on the other hand, he has a whole ass routine for it (and his beard). His hair and beard are immaculate. Doesn't use cream.

Brushes his teeth once a day in the morning, doesn't floss.

Sensei Garmadon: He would be plain and simple, shower twice a day, brush his teeth twice a day, maybe floss once a week and keeps himself near and tidy. He just smells clean. Uses a cloth and soap, and basic shampoo, conditioner, and a cheap face wash. Would use hand cream but that's about it

Evil Garmadon: Homeboy would be quite the opposite. Never showers. And like we saw in the early episodes, doesn't really brush his teeth.

Dareth: He stinks. You know those jokes about men using 6 in one shampoo, conditioner, body wash, toothpaste, and so on. That's him. But he does use those shower scrunchies so no musty cloth smell. Brushes his teeth maybe once every two days, never flosses. No body cream at all.

Ronin: I think because of the lack of accessibility to a shower, he would only be showering when he has the time or, to, a shower or somewhere decent. Tries to be on top of his hygiene, brushes as often as he can but doesn't floss. Would use a two in one shampoo, shower gel and cloth (all cheap stuff). Has cheap body lotion for when he does shower

Skylor: I feel like she would have the best hygiene out of everyone on this list, simply because she has the money to invest in body products, bath stuff, and so on. Baths every day, has a whole skin care, face care and hair routine. Uses body lotion, face cream, all that jazz.

Brushes her teeth twice a day but struggles to keep up with her flossing

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Prompt 4: AUs By: @lesbiansatan (Team Grey)

Hair Salon AU; ~600 words; rated G, though there is a brief mention of alcohol

“I don’t know what you need a barber for,” Izzy huffed, “It isn’t like hacking off split ends is hard. I could do it for you.”

“Maybe I want to treat myself to something for once in my life,” Edward sighed, rolling his eyes as he stepped into the establishment, Izzy following behind him.

Izzy laughed at that, as if the idea was ridiculous. “Buy some decent scotch or something, then. You’re still drinking the same shit we did when we’d dig in the couch for spare change and send Jack into the liquor store ‘cause he had the best fake ID. If you want to step up a bit in life, I’d start there.”

“Cheap liquor still gets me drunk the same as it ever did,“ Edward protested, “and I think it’d feel good to get pampered a bit. Don’t you? I’ve heard great things about this guy.”

“You’d feel a lot better in the morning if you weren’t drinking bottom shelf,” Izzy grumbled, but he declined to keep pushing the issue.

“You know, you don’t have to be here, I’m a big boy, I can get a haircut by myself,” Edward huffed, narrowing his eyes just slightly.

Izzy shook his head. “I’ve been keeping you from making too many stupid decisions since we were kids, Ed. I’m not about to be derelict in my duty just because you feel like being a ponce.”

Edward bit his tongue to keep himself from saying something he would regret and focused on stepping up to the reception desk. The young man sitting there smiled his best customer service smile at him and greeted, “Hi, welcome to Revenge Barbers and Salon. Do you have an appointment?”

“Uh, no but I was hoping I could make one if you don’t have any open slots for walk-ins?” Edward said, already pulling out his phone to figure out when the next day he could spare was.

“Oh, if you’re just looking for a walk in, I can take you,” the man said, “unless you had a specific stylist in mind?”

“I’d heard good things about this one guy, Stede, I think his name was?” Edward replied.

A voice from behind a partition separating most of the salon floor to from the waiting area piped up, then. “You’ve heard of me?” the voice said, obviously excited, as the man it belonged to stepped into view.

Edward took in the sight of other man, beaming like sunshine with obvious pride. He was, to put it simply, beautiful. “Oh yeah, I’ve heard of you. I’ve heard all about you,” he said, before realizing that sounded kind of weird and he scrambled to clarify, “A guy I know was in a wedding, said you did his hair day before. Whole fancy wash and style, shave with a hot towel thing?”

“That is a bit of a specialty of mine. Anyone can cut some hair, but I pride myself on giving clients an experience,” Stede said, his smile still broad across his face.

Edward couldn’t help but echo the grin. “That’s exactly what I’m looking for.”

“Stede,” the man at the reception desk interjected lightly, tearing the attention of both men, who had, frankly, been staring at one another, away from each other, “You’re a bit booked up.”

“Mr. Hornberry is already twenty minutes late for his appointment,” Stede replied after glancing at the clock, “Tell him he’s been bumped. I’ll take Mr…?”

“I’m Ed,” Edward supplied, holding out his hand politely.

Stede took Edward’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Yes, I’ll take Ed, now.” With some reluctance, he let go of the hand and gestured behind the partition, “Right this way.”

#team grey #prompt 4 #awwwwwwww i will never tire of a good meetcute this is delightful

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yeetlegay · 2 years

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PLEASE I AM SO GLAD FOR WHOEVER STARTED THIS WLW TALK I LOVE HEARING EVERYONE'S STORIES.

But your tags about guys being no homo if they even live in the same city and girls completely not detecting shit even after kissing other girls so many times sum up my entire point of the last ask. And I totally agree with what you said about being influenced by society, it's so true, but I also wish more guys would feel free to be more at ease or relaxed and okay with physical touch around guys, also part of it coming from culture of when boys hugs it's seen as inappropriate. So many of my buddies would freeze up when I'd hug them or touch them (in non sexual context and ofc I'd always make sure they were ok with it) that it always makes me sad. I feel like they're awfully touch deprived because as close as they are to their friends, they rarely ever share a hug, let alone something more. What broke me the most was this one time I helped my friend wash his hair and shave his face bc he was injured and that boy just started crying… Later on we talked about it bc I thought I fucked up something, but he said he literally never felt so much at ease with someone and it just made him realise how much he likes casual platonic intimacy. And then us girls do things like that just a casual sleep-over thing that we do.

- Lestat

I AM ALWAYS HERE TO TALK ABOUT GAY SHIT LESTAT

Oh yeah, and that social conditioning works both ways! All the patriarchal bullshit men get inundated with from literal birth (blue blankets, onesies that say shit like “lady killer”), it’s no wonder a lot of men struggle to show affection, especially with each other. They have extremely few “safe” outlets for physical and emotional intimacy that won’t be perceived as emasculating or queer. There’s a ton of sociological research about this, but yeah, just bc the patriarchy and heteronormativity give cis men more power does not mean it gives them a good time!

#let men hug each other 2k22 #I joke about everything men do (having waists? wearing glasses?) being gay and I stand by it bc jokes are funny #but like I think men as a whole should just…be gayer #men not hugging for no homo reasons depresses me bc they too should get to enjoy the inherent homoeroticism of human contact #we should let everything be gay AND make gay okay so cishet men can touch each other without shame or fear #yeetle asks #why don’t queue stay #so no one told you life was gonna be this gay

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Tips for transmasc folks:

Hair salons are your nemesis. Don't trust them. Barbershops, and specifically locally owned ones will be your friend. Reason being that they are far more likely to go "Aight cool" when you ask for a short haircut. See 2 for what to ask for specifically.

For super short hair your best bet is the fade. Fades come in all kinds of styles and lengths though, so note two things first: Where do you want the fade to start, and do you want the start of the fade to be skin. A low skin fade is my go to because I am fabulously gay, but you might want that frat boy look so go off king. Buzz cuts are ofc a choice, if you wanna rock a chrome dome you can, otherwise I can suggest the high and tight since if you walk around like you have a giant dick people will assume you're just a short guy in the military ngl.

Shampoo, plot twist all guys shampoo sucks ass and that's why you should get some. Its cheap, will make your hair weird as shit to style, and has esoteric nonsense instead of a scent. Do avoid the 2 in 1 but the everybody 5 in 1 is somehow alright. Don't eat the shampoo tho, it doesn't taste good.

Mustache and beard, congrats you can grow facial hair. Now shave it regularly for the first couple of months so it grows in evenly and not like a middle schoolers lip caterpillar. Plus, there is a learning curve to men's razors and avoiding razor burn/bumps.

Shaving the face, if you keep getting shaving bumps from shaving, try a different shaving cream or no shaving cream. Make sure you wet the blade and rinse it after every couple of passes though as it will eventually start getting jammed full of your manly™️ face hair. I recommend hot water so that any bacteria your face may have also die.

Face wash, depending on if you have T or not this one's hit or miss. Second puberty is a bitch for acne so wash regularly, and wash your pillowcase at least once a week to keep your skin clear.

Shaving everywhere else: Debatably not needed, but seriously do shave your armpits unless you don't sweat a lot. Just because you're a man doesn't mean you get to smell like shit. Make sure you pass this along to every other man as well because it's a real problem. [Your armpit hair will trap your stank down there and cause extra sweating, so please, just shave that one bit even if you don't shave anywhere else.]

Makeup: eyeshadow still looks hot on everyone apparently, so go off with whatever tbh.

Be sure to overly explain everything so people know you're a man [Sarcastic here but I mean, mansplaining can help you pass if that's your dice]

Lastly, get really into some kind of sport. I suggest MMA because regardless of your sexual preference you can watch two hot people punch each other for several minutes while shirtless so it's the best sport by default.

And that's my 10 shitty tips for being a man. Now watch as I ignore all of them to go be a woman.

I have no advice for packing aside from use softer materials since otherwise it'll look like you have a boner. Unless you're going for that, then just avoid melting it by sitting in the sun too long.

#transgender #transmasc #shitty advice #let me know if i need any TW here im still learning #hair salons are a rip off btw #over-priced shampoo tastes worse than butt #and i would know #im a connoisseur of butts #transmasc stuff #i regect my manhood and instead go for my confusing aestetic

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bhaveshblogger · 9 months

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Mens Skincare by Gya Labs

Men's skincare has come a long way in recent years. Where men's grooming used to focus almost exclusively on shaving, there is now a wide array of skincare products targeted specifically at men. Developing a proper skincare routine is just as important for men as it is for women when it comes to maintaining healthy, youthful-looking skin. Below I walk through the key steps men should follow for an effective skincare regimen and explain the reasoning behind each one.

Step 1 - Cleansing

Just like women, the first step men should take care of their skin is to cleanse. Cleansing removes dirt, oil, pollutants, and bacteria that builds up on the skin throughout the day. When left on the skin, these contaminants can clog pores leading to breakouts. They also generate free radicals which over time cause oxidative damage that manifests as wrinkles, uneven texture, dullness, and dark spots.

Cleansing thoroughly before bed allows products applied afterwards like serums and moisturizers to better absorb and work. Think of cleansing as creating a clean canvas before painting on other beneficial ingredients.

For men specifically, cleansing is particularly important after activities where dirt and bacteria accumulate quickly like sports, yardwork, or working out. Sweat and oils also collect under facial hair and need to be washed away.

I recommend men use a facial cleanser rather than just rinsing with water or using a body wash. Cleansers are specifically formulated for use on the face with the right mix of surfactants to lift dirt and oil without over-stripping the skin.

My top cleanser picks for men are gel or cream non-foaming cleansers which are great for normal to oily skin. They reduce shine and leave skin feeling refreshed without tightness or dryness. Those with dry skin will benefit from a hydrating cleanser that contains glycerin or oils.

Step 2 - Exfoliation

After cleansing, the next step is exfoliation. Exfoliation removes dead skin cells that dull the complexion. It also helps products absorb better.

For men, exfoliation is particularly useful for reducing ingrown hairs associated with shaving. By sloughing off the dead cells, exfoliation allows hairs to grow through the skin's surface normally. It also smooths away roughness from shaving.

There are two types of exfoliants:

Physical exfoliants: As the name implies, these use physical particles to mechanically scrub away dead skin. Examples include sugar scrubs, beads, nuts, seeds, microbeads, and abrasive pads/brushes. I recommend using a face brush as it exfoliates thoroughly without irritating like harsh scrubs. Look for soft bristles and avoid over-scrubbing.

Chemical exfoliants: These use acids and enzymes to dissolve the bonds holding dead skin cells together. Common examples are glycolic acid, lactic acid, salicylic acid, fruit enzymes, etc. AHA and BHA chemical exfoliants are great for improving tone, texture, breakouts, and reducing shaving irritation. Start with 1-2 times a week.

An additional exfoliation method just for men is shaving. The act of running a razor across the skin sloughs off dead cells revealing fresh new skin underneath. However, shaving too aggressively can cause irritation. Use a sharp, high quality razor and shaving cream. Shave with the grain of hair growth.

Step 3 - Serums

After cleansing and exfoliating, serums with active ingredients are applied to target specific skincare concerns like acne, discoloration, wrinkles, etc. Serums contain higher concentrations of ingredients than moisturizers so the active components penetrate deeper into skin.

Two key ingredients I recommend men look for are vitamin C and retinol:

Vitamin C serums are ideal for fighting signs of aging. Vitamin C is a powerful antioxidant that protects against daily skin damage from UV exposure and pollution. It also stimulates collagen production reducing fine lines and wrinkles. Look for serums with L-ascorbic acid for best results.

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Guidelines for men vis-à-vis personal grooming

One of the principal facets of one’s personality is personal grooming. As I mentioned in my earlier blogs, the first impression is the last. Grooming & cleanliness are the building blocks of your initial impression. A lot of men erroneously think that grooming is only reserved for ladies only. Many men wrongly think that personal grooming is for females only. Whether you are male or female, you must look fresh, groomed, and clean from all angles. The grooming guidelines for gentlemen Do not neglect your skin at any cost. Men, generally do not bother too much about their skin. The general impression is that facial care is a feminine thing to do, but it is a wrong approach. If you take care of your skin, you will look fresh, glowing, radiant, and healthy. Use a pedigree soap or even better, a face wash. You must know your skin type – dry, normal, or oily. Instead of scrubbing your face with a towel, try patting it dry. Avoid the use of hard soaps on the face. Also, opt for a good shower gel. Another important thing to put to use is a good moisturizer. That way your skin would look supple and nurtured. If you are a heavy smoker, the glow on your face gets affected. If you are someone who spends a good portion of the day outdoors, I would advise you to use good-quality sunscreen. Chapped lips can also be avoided if you end up using a lip gloss or lip balm. Don’t compromise on the quality of the shaving razor. Low-priced blades will not suffice. They give unwanted cuts and bruises to your face. Also, the choice of aftershave should be good, as it helps moisturize your skin and keep it glowing all the time. Nasal hair and hair on the earlobes would make you look repulsive. Special attention should be given to it. Nose hair looks disgusting and must be trimmed regularly, and the same is true for hair on the earlobes. If required, do trim your mustaches and beard. But if you shave regularly, you will have that very neat look. When getting a haircut, keep the shape of your face in mind. Comb your hair regularly. That way it will remain untangled and neat. The shampoo and the conditioner that you use should be of a higher quality. If in doubt, consult your dermatologist. Your hands should always be clean, with manicured nails that are free of dirt. Make it a practice to wash your hands after each meal. Avoid wearing large rings and other jewelry. This includes bracelets, multiple chains, and earrings. The impression that these things create is of non-seriousness and unprofessional. The perfume that you use should be mild and mellow. Very strong deodorants are not advised. Develop a habit of brushing your teeth twice a day. Use floss to remove food stuck in between teeth. Make it a point to visit your dentist at least once every 3-6 months. Your trouser and shirt should fit you perfectly. The shirt should be clean and without wrinkles. The trousers should be slim fitting and without pleats. Pay special attention to the ironing of your clothes. Give importance to your workplace and avoid wearing clothes that are not ironed properly. Make it a point to consume at least 2 liters of water per day. This will give you a glowing and consistent skin tone. Go for an active lifestyle. Make it a habit to regularly exercise. You will end up boosting your self-confidence. Wake up early and go for a walk in the garden. This induces a feeling of freshness within you. Create your style and identity. There is no point in copying anyone else. Be a benchmark for others. Lastly, your shoes and your belt should be of the same color. Brown shoes and black belts do not go with each other. Read the full article

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johaerys-writes · 4 months

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Hello! May I ask a WIP Wednesday? I hope you have a pleasant evening/night🥰

Hi anon!! And sorry for the late reply, I was quite beat last night when I saw this and didn't have much writing to share anyway BUT I did work on a very dumb smutty one-shot today, so here's a lil WIP Thursday for you hehe:

Patroclus is not horny for his best friend. He absolutely isn’t. He has always been into girls. The few relationships he’s had, however brief, were for the most part positive experiences that ended in a more or less mutual and friendly understanding. Any interest he has ever felt for men has always been fleeting, easily forgotten or ignored. Patroclus just isn’t into guys all that much. But Achilles is hot. He is unarguably, undoubtedly, overwhelmingly hot, perhaps the hottest man Patroclus has ever laid eyes upon, a truth that is universally acknowledge and has remained uncontested since they became friends, almost twenty years back. His hair is the richest of golds and his eyes the most fetching of greens, and the fact that whenever they go to the gym together he can easily squat 100kg without breaking a sweat while wearing the sluttiest, tightest sports shorts known to man doesn’t help matters. Perhaps that is why Patroclus finds himself on his bed one evening, half dressed, jerking off like his life depends on it while pressing Achilles’ hoodie against his face. It isn’t entirely Patroclus’ fault. That should be noted somewhere, for posterity’s sake. Not to get weird on his homie of twenty years, but as good as Achilles looks, he smells even better. It doesn’t even have to do with his shampoo or his body wash or his deodorant or his after shave, as pleasant as those are. It is the smell of his body, his skin itself, that drives Patroclus crazy. It’s warm and musky and sweet, just a little spicy; even his sweat has a fresh, vibrant note to it, like taking a stroll through a spring garden. Patroclus can never help but linger a little too long when they hug, or secretly press his nose to his hair whenever Achilles falls asleep on his shoulder when they watch movies together. Achilles smells like heaven, and Patroclus could get drunk on that scent every day if he let himself. And he’s also just... such a great guy. Achilles is amazing. He’s Patroclus’ best of friends and his foster brother and Patroclus loves him more than anyone. He’s smart as hell, kind and generous and quirky, and Patroclus could listen to him talk for hours on end and never get bored. No one Patroclus knows has a bond like theirs, and it’s been quite exclusive for all the years they’ve known each other. No one knows Patroclus like Achilles knows him, and Patroclus is honoured that he can say the same for him. His smile could light up Patroclus’ entire day no matter how shitty it’s been—some days, all that keeps him sane is knowing that he’ll finish work and go back to his flat and find Achilles there, waiting for him. God, Achilles. Achilles. Patroclus squeezes his eyes shut. He takes a deep breath of the fabric that’s pressed to his nose as he strokes himself faster, imagining it’s Achilles’ hand wrapped around his cock instead of his own. He’s so lost in the fantasy that he barely even hears Achilles’ bedroom door opening, and his footsteps down the hall. “Pat, did you take my phone charger again? I told you I needed it for—” Patroclus’ door is flung open and then there’s Achilles’ standing at the doorway, staring at Patroclus wide-eyed. Staring at Patroclus’ dick, which is currently hard and leaking and in full view between them.

#i blame bae entirely for this #yes they're idiots to lovers in every universe #patrochilles #patroclus #achilles #tsoa #the song of achilles #hades game #johaerys writes

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henryblog69 · 1 year

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Charge using the included converter or a USB port that generates 5V

Remington Balder PRO vs Pitbull I've read that the platinum model has a travel lock option, a rinsing stand, and a travel case. Other than that, they are identical in terms of technology and have replaceable razor heads. The scalp is where the shaving head is designed to be used, and it should last 10 to 12 months. Replacement heads will be accessible by year's end. Like your skin, the hair on your face and neck is particular to you. Hair clippers and facial electric razors are different because of this. If it's meant for your face, use it for that. If it was intended for that, use it on your head. A highly sharp butcher knife versus a butter knife is the difference between the power (or RPMs, if you prefer) of the device. Daily cleanup is simple thanks to the chamber beneath the shaver heads, which collects cut hairs as you shave. To make cleanup simple and to allow for a variety of uses, including shaving with foam or in the shower, the razor is 100 percent waterproof. The non-slip grip helps you keep a solid grip even when applying foam and shaving in the shower.

Wahl Shaver And Finale Ideal comfort for a rapid, painless head shave. With five Dual Track Shaver Heads and a Power Flex 360° Neck, you can shave your entire head in under two minutes. Additionally, the shaver is totally waterproof, allowing you to indulge in your every desire. For up to 50 minutes of usage, the lithium rechargeable battery provides dependable shaving and cordless comfort. To ensure maximum efficacy, properly wash the cutters and hair pocket after each use. Compare to prior Remington® rotary shavers using a 2-day growth rate. 90 minutes of wifi use. A built-in, large-capacity lithium-ion battery (1400 mAh) allows for quick charging and up to 90 minutes of cordless shaving use anywhere and at any time. a USB charging cable is included. A USB wall adaptor is included. Charge using the included converter or a USB port that generates 5V, 1A, and 5W DC. Use of a USB port for charging that offers more than 5 volts and 1 amp (DC) is NOT RECOMMENDED. MODERN, NEW ELECTRIC SHAVE: designed precisely to allow for smooth shaving.

The Skull Shaver men's electric shaver automatically conforms to the contours of your face, neck, and even your jaw thanks to its 4D rotating shaver, making shaving more pleasant and efficient. Additionally, it includes multidirectional shaving, ultra-flexible pivoting blades for increased reach, and floating heads that can move in four directions. We are aware that it takes work to keep a clean, shaven head. We designed this electric shaver specifically for quick and comfortable head shaves, giving you a smooth, shaved head in just two minutes*. Lithium Power: The lithium rechargeable battery enables cordless operation for up to 50 minutes. Cut the hair that collects in the chamber beneath the shaver heads for easy disposal and cleanliness. Shaving is quite safe and easy. A USB wall adaptor is included.

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Aftershave Lotion for Men: The Best Way to Keep Your Face Smooth and Smooth

Aftershave lotion is a necessary part of any man’s hygiene. It helps keep your face smooth and looking good, and it doesn’t contain harsh chemicals like most other personal care products. That said, there are a few things to consider before buying aftershave lotion for men. Here are three factors to consider: ingredients, purpose, and results.

Aftershave Lotion is a Popular Option for Men.

Aftershave lotion is a popular option for men because it keeps their face smooth and matte. Aftershave lotion is also beneficial because it helps to protect against skin irritations, bug bites, and sun exposure. In addition, aftershave lotion can be used as a shaving cream or body wash.

What are the Different Types of Aftershave Lotion

There are three main types of aftershave lotions: menthol, eucalyptus, and lavender. Menthol-based aftershaves are most popular because they have a refreshing and cooling sensation on the skin. Eucalyptus-based aftershaves are believed to be effective in treating bug bites and other skin irritations. Lavender-based aftershaves tend to have a more relaxing feel and are thought to be good for soothing the mind and soul.

What are the Different Benefits of Aftershave Lotion

Some of the benefits of usingafter shave lotion include: reducing razor burn, keeping skin smooth and matte, reducing wrinkles, reducing acne scars,and preventing sun damage. In addition, aftershave lotion can be used as a shaving cream or body wash.

What are the Different Uses for Aftershave Lotion

Aftershave Lotion can be used in a number of different ways: on the face, body, and hair. The most popular way to useafter shave lotion is as a shaving cream. Aftershave lotion can also be used as a body wash or to apply on the face during bath time. Additionally, aftershave lotion can be used as a moisturizer for the skin.

How to Choose the Right Aftershave Lotion for You.

There are many aftershave lotions on the market, but which one is right for you may depend on your skin type and personal preferences. Some people prefer a light, refreshing scent to help keep their face feeling smooth and refreshed after shave. Others might prefer a more hearty scent that helps to soothe and protect their skin.

Which Aftershave Lotion is Right for You

To find the best aftershave lotion for you, it’s important to first determine what type of skin you have and what type of shave you want to experience. If you have dry or sensitive skin, a light scent may not be the best option for you. Conversely, if you want a thick layer of protection against razor burn or sun damage, then a heavier scent may work better for you.

How to Choose the Right Price for Aftershave Lotion

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Conclusion

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Take Better Care Of Your Skin Starting Today

Proper skin care is easy to achieve by following a simple routine. Washing off makeup at the end of the day will help reduce clogged pores and prevent breakouts. Moisturizing with a facial moisturizer that contains sunscreen, can help prevent damage from the sun and wrinkles. With just a few minutes a day, you can keep your skin looking young and healthy!

When washing or exfoliating your skin, be careful not to be too harsh. If you rub your skin too hard or use an overly harsh exfoliant, you can cause damage to the skin cells. Using overly harsh chemical or exfoliants that scratch the skin, can actually do more harm than not washing at all.

There is no “end-all cure” for acne breakouts., There are only treatments and maintenance that can be applied daily to either reduce or possibly eliminate the breakouts for long periods of time. Discussing your situation with a dermatologist can help you find a treatment or maintenance routine for your needs to have healthier skin.

After washing your face with a mild soap you should apply a toner. Toners help clean pores and tighten them to prevent dirt and bacteria from entering. Lightly apply the toner with a cotton ball to areas of the skin. Some toners contain alcohol, so it’s best to check with a dermatologist to determine which toner is right for you.

Instead of using plain water, you should mist dry, delicate facial skin with a nutrient-rich moisturizer. Ordinary water simply evaporates on the skin surface, which can intensify the dryness. You can still mist with water, just follow each spray with a healthy dose of moisturizer, preferably one with emollients like Vitamin E.

It is important for men to prepare the skin on their face before shaving to avoid cuts and razor burn. Washing your face with warm water and soap prior to shaving will soften the skin and hair that is present. It will also prevent the razor from scraping against the skin.

Drinking a lot of water will help keep the inside of your body more healthy. Drinking water is a natural way to cause your body to get cleansed. Additionally, drinking water will allow you to feel better, on top of helping your skin look absolutely great. Drink water to keep your skin healthy.

Your skin is one of the many organs that benefits from a healthy diet. When acne or other skin problems are an issue, make sure you consume the correct nutrients. This is especially true when it comes to helping your digestion, which is linked to skin quality. One way to improve your digestion is by incorporating proper amounts of fiber in your diet. You can make both your stomach and skin happy after eating more fiber daily.

Be sure to get in the routine and do not skip steps with your skin care. If you follow a routine it will make it easier to keep up the regimen. Sunscreen is also very important in order to prevent advanced or early aging of skin. You only get one set of skin, so be sure to make the best of it!

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Gabriel Reyes/reader, a/b/o and The Works™

this is the third kinktober prompt for this year!!!

Gabriel Reyes/fem!reader | a/b/o, marking, biting, praise, all that jazz Rating: Explicit Word Count: ~3000

Jack Morrison was getting another medal.

It was everyone’s favorite joke at high command. It seemed like no one wanted to implement any serious policy or sign an actual resolution in favor of giving the golden boy of the Omnic Crisis another fancy award.

So Jack had been stressing himself out all week trying to write an acceptance speech that wasn’t passive aggressive, and you spent too long picking out a formal gown, and Gabe had sat on Reinhardt’s desk laughing and stuffing his face with carbs and fruit because his rut was due next week.

Jack took the teasing in stride and managed to come up with a speech that wouldn’t outright offend the Prime Minster of Russia. Everyone piled into the jet to Moscow with a garment bag and a carryon and a strong cup of coffee at four am the day before the banquet.

This was normal for you. In a world after the omnic crisis, head of Overwatch’s reparations department and mated to the commander of Blackwatch. You found yourself flown across the world dozens of times a year for negotiations and assemblies and ceremonies.

You and Gabe strapped in next to each other on the jet. “I haven’t seen the dress you picked out,” he nodded his head to the garment bag.

“I guess it will just be a surprise,” you purred.

He grinned and leaned in to kiss you.

“It’s too early for this,” Ana groaned from across the aisle. Gabe shot her a toothy smile and made sure to nip at the shell of your ear. You smacked his leg and shoved him back into his own seat.

The hotel was a beautiful historic waterfront building just across the bridge from the Kremlin in the heart of the city. The five of you piled out of the black SUV that had escorted you from the airstrip and made your way inside.

The hotel manager greeted you as well as an official from the Kremlin. Jack was the main recipient of ass kissing and pleasantries, so you simply smiled and nodded and shook hands wherever necessary.

The suite was entirely too big and fancy for a two night’s stay. You and Gabe poked around for a bit, but there were no fun secrets. You took the sitting room, and Gabe set up at the desk in the bedroom as you both buckled down on your work for the day. Gabe had operatives in Bolivia he needed to check in with, and you had a meeting with representatives in London.

He found you a few hours later slumped in the armchair with your head in your hands.

“They still being stubborn?” he asked.

“They won’t budge on anything,” you groaned.

“Change into something casual. Let’s go out for a little bit.” He was already in a hoodie and dark jeans, beanie sticking out of the back pocket.

You nodded and went to find a sweater.

Gabe’s impromptu date night in Moscow turned out to be a lot of fun. Ana and Reinhardt came to meet you at a bar for a little bit, and the two of you wandered around the city until sundown.

The next day was more meetings and frustration until you had to get ready for the banquet. You and Gabe slipped past each other in and out of the bathroom as you showered and shaved and styled your hair and perfumed and moisturized.

You shimmied into the dress half an hour before the car was due to pick you up. It was slim and black, sleeveless with one band that crossed over your collarbone and shoulder. You frowned when you realized it covered your matebite, but it wasn’t a big deal.

Gabe grinned salaciously as he zipped you up, unable to resist leaning down and nuzzling into your neck. “Cool it.” You shoved him off with a giggle. “I have to make it through a whole ceremony and dinner.”

He pulled on his jacket and the two of you made your way downstairs to wait for the car.

For some reason, the event coordinators split you into three cars. Jack rode by himself, you and Gabe in one car, and Ana and Reinhardt in the last. They looked intimidating in their dress uniforms, and you felt kind of ditzy in your sexy cocktail dress next to three enormous well decorated Overwatch officers.

The ceremony was only slightly dull, and you clapped at all the right spots and pinched Gabe when he looked like he was zoning out too much.

Dinner was much more enjoyable. You had been seated with people you knew from other events and assemblies, so conversation flowed well. A string ensemble played and a few people got up to dance or mingle once they cleared their plates. You caught sight of a British Parliament member speaking with a small group of tuxedoed men, and Gabe saw the determination in your eyes.

“Go get him, sweetheart,” he kissed your cheek and pushed you towards the Lord. You excused yourself quickly and approached the older gentleman ready to push for your negotiations to take center stage in the Palace of Westminster.

The poor Lord was not expecting to be accosted by you at a banquet, but graciously listened as you explained your struggles in negotiating reparations in London.

“You’ve got some real fire in you,” one of the tuxedoes remarked as you shook the Lord’s hand and he scampered away sufficiently cowed. He had an American accent and shiny hair. He reeked of confidence and you knew it was a combination of his nationality and his status as an Alpha.

You cocked your head nonchalantly. “Takes a lot of persistence to get anything done in Parliament.” You knew he was probably referencing the fact that you, a tiny omega, had just approached a government official and demanded that he push for your cause, but you brushed it off. Most of the time people were respectful, but you still ran into pushback every now and then because of your status.

The American laughed, tossing his head back. “And wit to match!” A waiter came by with champagne and he snatched a glass to press into your hands. “What’s your name?” he asked, placing a hand on your back and guiding you back into the crowd of tuxes.

You tensed under his touch. This wasn’t your Alpha. It was extraordinarily rude to touch anyone without permission, especially an omega. But still, you had to be polite, so you introduced yourself.

“If you ever need any help getting through to politicians, you should give me a call. I’m on the UN Peace Council, you know? I was appointed during the crisis.” That information was probably supposed to impress you. It probably would have if you were anyone else.

You nodded politely, taking a tiny sip of champagne and glancing over your shoulder to look for Gabe. You had your own gripes with the UN peace council. Jack and Gabe butted heads with them nearly every other week.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” you smiled, attempting to turn and address the other men.

“Here,” the American pulled out his phone. “Let me get your number. Maybe we could meet up for drinks before we both leave Moscow?”

“Oh,” you found your escape. “I left my phone back at my table.” You turned to make your way back to Gabe and Ana, but the UN asshole grabbed your arm. You knew exactly what this was. This guy probably didn’t run into many omegas in professional settings, and he thought you would just go along with everything he said because he was some big shot Alpha.

Laughable. You were a high ranking member of Overwatch. A diplomat. The mate of Gabriel Fucking Reyes.

“Just put your number in and I’ll text you,” he insisted. You struggled out of his grasp and shot him the sternest look you could manage.

He laughed again. “I love how feisty you are!”

Clearly, everyone in the vicinity was also uncomfortable with the exchange. This was not the time nor the place to be asserting dominance over an omega.

Your blood boiled. You didn’t want to make a scene at Jack’s reception -- though he probably would have loved it -- but you were seriously about to deck this guy.

“Cariña,” a familiar voice washed over you and the effect was immediate. You leaned back into Gabe’s chest, taking a deep breath to slow your heart rate. “Jack was looking for you. He wanted to introduce you to someone.”

The American Alpha puffed his chest out, clearly ready to challenge until he took one look at Gabe.

“Commander Reyes,” he greeted. All of the bravado and pushiness was gone in an instant.

“Hello.” Gabe was stiff, clearly trying to hold his tongue. His arms snaked around your waist and he leaned in to whisper in your ear.

“Would you hate me if we left right now?”

“Absolutely not,” you spun in his embrace so you could look up at him. His expression was stoic as always, but you could see the tension and the anger in his eyes.

You didn’t even look back as Gabe walked you to the table to collect your things. It was a little rude to leave without saying goodbye to anyone, and you weren’t sure if Jack had actually wanted to introduce you to someone, but Gabe looked ready to tear someone’s head off.

He stopped caring about decency the moment the car door closed.

There wasn’t a lot of room to maneuver considering how enormous your mate was in the tiny sedan backseat, but he pinned you to the leather seats and kissed you like his life depended on it. You wound your fingers into his curls, gasping as his hands slid under your skirt and up your thighs. The driver coughed, and you giggled at the slow whir of the partition motor giving the two of you some privacy.

“I can’t believe he touched you,” Gabe snarled.

You shivered both at the possessive edge in his voice and the disgusting memory of the other Alpha’s hand on your arm.

“Make me forget about him,” you whispered, hooking your leg around his hips.

He rose to the challenge. Super soldier strength shredded your lace underwear, dress hiked up around your hips. He pressed a kiss to the inside of your knee, trailing up your thigh at a torturously slow pace. He had barely sucked a mark into the skin when the car stopped. A glance out the tinted window showed that you were back at the hotel.

“Thank you!” you called to the driver in your terrible russian accent as you yanked your dress back down and teetered on your heels on the pavement. Gabe half carried you with an arm around your waist as you breezed through the lobby to the elevator.

The elevator was another brief attempt to continue. You managed to get Gabe’s jacket and shirt open before the door slid open and you were staggering down the hall.

He dragged you into the bedroom, pinning you to the bed on your stomach so he could yank down the zipper on your dress. He couldn’t keep his lips away from your neck. The moment your matebite was uncovered he dragged his teeth over the mark. A shiver ran all the way down your spine.

“You’re never covering this up again,” he growled, rutting against your hips clumsily. “I want everyone to see that you belong to me.”

The words made your stomach flip. You wriggled your way around onto your back, pushing your dress over your hips and to the floor. “You’re going to hit your rut early.”

He didn’t seem fazed. “I’ll just fuck you until we have to leave for the flight.”

You figured Ana, Jack, and Reinhardt wouldn’t appreciate Gabe in the throes of his rut on the flight back to base tomorrow, but they had probably experienced it before. You could only imagine how bad he was back during the crisis. The thought only made you wetter.

He must have sense the spike in arousal, because he settled more of his weight on top of you. “What are you thinking about?” he demanded.

“You. During the crisis. Alpha Commander Gabriel Reyes.” You trailed a finger down his chest. “Were your ruts worse than they are now?”

He smirked. “They’ve gotten worse again since meeting you.”

You pulled him in for a kiss, mustering the last of your coordination to get Gabe undressed. He made sure you were laid out comfortably on the bed -- grabbing a few pillows to place under your hips and head -- before sinking all the way inside you to the swell of his knot.

Gabe always fit inside you so well. The perfect stretch. And he filled you so deep when he knotted you. You knew that his ruts could get intense, and you would probably be exhausted and sore by the end of it. Still, you had been mated for a few years now, so you had figured out how to manage.

“You feel so good.” You closed your eyes and lost yourself in the situation.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to knot you so good.” He rocked forward, teasing you with the stretch.

“Please,” you begged, nails scratching at the shaved hair at the back of his head.

He shuddered and set an impossible pace as he began to fuck you. Sometimes you forgot that you weren’t just mated to an Alpha, but to a super soldier. No one else could fuck you like he did.

“You want my knot? Want me to breed you full? Want me to remind you who you belong to?” His words were low against you skin as he kissed along your neck. One of his hands was rubbing your clit, the other holding your thighs open so he could reach deep inside you with every thrust.

“Yours,” you gasped. “I’m yours.”

His teeth found the unmarked skin of your neck, just above your collarbone -- opposite the side of where your matebite was. The skin was practically electrified, especially when Gabe was fucking you like this. He didn’t bite down, but the sensation alone was enough to have you coming on his cock.

“Fuck,” he growled. “That was so good for me, baby. You’re so perfect.”

“Do it,” you begged. “Bite me. Please.” It was a little unorthodox. Normally couples only exchanged one bite. A bite on both sides was usually the sign of a triad or a pack. But you had just been touched by another alpha and Gabe was fucking you so good and you wanted him in every way possible.

He blinked, trying to think through the haze of his rut. “You want that?” He didn’t even wait for you to respond. The thought alone had him spilling inside of you, and he pulled you onto his knot. His teeth found that same patch of sensitive, unmarked skin, and he bit down just as he locked inside of you.

Nothing felt better than coming to the sensation of being claimed. It was the strongest orgasm you had ever experienced.

“Fuck you’re perfect. My perfect little omega. You wear my marks so well. Everyone is going to know exactly who you belong too.”

You couldn’t respond. Too busy marking Gabe’s chest with hickeys and lovebites. He was too massive for you to reach his neck, but you would make do. You were still coming down off the intense rush of endorphins, and everything was a little fuzzy and felt just a little too good too much too fast. You had come twice in less than the span of a minute, and Gabe was only just getting started.

He soothed the aching bite, holding you close as you were locked together. His knot probably wouldn’t go down for a while, but he was less riled up than before now that he had satisfied himself somewhat.

“I love you,” he kissed the top of your head, rolling so you could lay on his chest.

“I-” You cut yourself off, blushed, and buried your face in his pecs. You would happily die there.

“Yes?” He was curious now. You weren’t usually shy with him.

“I’ve been working on something. It’s super embarrassing.” You didn’t look up.

He lifted your head, forcing you to meet his eyes. “What’s embarrassing? I just dragged you out of a dinner party at the Kremlin so I could fuck you. I think I’m the more embarrassing of the two fo us.”

You laughed and kissed his chest right above his heart. Mustering all of your courage, you found your voice:

“Te amo. Me encanta pertenecer a ti. Tú eres mi mayor alegría.”

Your accent was decent, but you had no clue if your grammar was correct. The words were unfamiliar and clumsy, even though you had practiced them a hundred times. Spanish was not a language you were familiar with, but you knew that Gabe had grown up hearing it. You wanted to try and learn for him.

He understood immediately what you were tying to say, and you could feel the rumble of his laughter beneath you.

“Don’t laugh at me!” you whined, smacking him lightly on the side.

“I’m sorry,” he grabbed your hand, running his thumb over your knuckles. “It was very sweet. I love you too.”

“I need a lot more practice,” you pouted.

He petted your hair, staring at you with a dopey, lovestruck expression. “I can’t believe you let me bite you again.”

You shrugged, feeling the pull and ache of the new mark in the motion. “We can let one of them fade.”

He smirked. “What if I like you like this?”

You bared your own teeth. “Can I return the favor?”

You weren’t expecting to rile him up, but the words were enough to make his cock twitch inside of you. “Fuck,” he groaned. “You good to go again?”

You nodded, pushing up to a seat so you could ride him. He grabbed your hips, holding tightly as you slowly rocked against him. You knew the pace was probably no where near what he needed, but you wanted to take your time.

He didn’t give you the opportunity, rolling to pin you beneath him again and dragging your hips up to his. “You wanna bite me? You better earn it.”

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