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dayataglance · 2 years

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This definitely came in handy for my light moustache and eyebrows. It takes effort to constantly pluck them out and you can't always get every strand of hair, especially when it's too short. That is where this came in handy! the facial hair removal head just really get down to the surface without cutting your face or leaving it irritated. It doesn't last as long as waxing, but for someone who doesn't always have time to wax, this is the second best thing!

It's cost is $59.99 plus tax, but currently it has a $10 coupon.

About this item:

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Closer and Even Shave for Less Irritation: Follow your curve and effective hair removal for women. The Electric Shaver for Women is designed with R-shaped and safe curved blades, its skin-friendly, and sharp features ensure shaving without irritations and cuts. Experience a safer, closer and more even shave on all body areas. It is equipped with 3 different heads and 3 combs to keep both smooth skin and a desirable bikini line.

Cordless Design and Ergonomic Handle: The anti-slip design on the handle prevents the women's electric razor from falling. It equipped with a high speed motor for efficient shaving, and the ergonomic handle fits the palm of your hand well for a comfortable grip. The Bikini Trimmer is portable, lightweight, and small enough to put in your toiletry bag or cosmetic bag. Suitable for travel use.

Versatile Hair Remover Kit: This ladies electric shaver includes 3 replaceable heads, 2 combs, 2 cleansing brush, and a Type-c charging cable. The combs offer different cutting lengths for a precise shave, especially for bikini line trimming. Brush off the hair on the shaver head with the cleansing brush to ensure shaving efficiency. Finally, wash with water to keep the hair remover for women clean and hygienic.

Simple Operation for Convenience: The shaver for women is designed with IPX7 waterproof and provides 120 minutes of wet and dry use, even in the shower and bath. To those people with sensitive skin, it is recommended to shave with gel or foam. The charging indicator shows the status of the battery to remind you of charging.

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#shaving #women hygiene #hygiene #pretty face #blog #cordless #buyit #buy it now:

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kinodraws · 10 months

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hello! I was wondering if you had any tattoo machine recs for a total beginner?

LOL i literally made a thread about this on twitter the other day!

Here's a bunch of stuff for someone who's learning to tattoo.

DISCLAIMER

DO NOT TATTOO OTHER PEOPLE FOR MONEY IF YOU ARE NOT WORKING IN A SHOP

DO NOT TATTOO OTHER PEOPLE OUT OF YOUR HOME OR ANY PLACE THAT IS NOT A SHOP

TATTOO FRUIT, PIG SKIN OR SILICONE FAKE SKIN

TATTOO YOURSELF IF YOURE BRAVE AND CAN ACCEPT THE RISKS INVOLVED

That being said:

MACHINE PICKS: - high end: bishop power wand packer ($1200 for full set, $649 on sale at kingpintattoosupply.com rn for the machine itself which would require purchasing a separate battery) - midrange: FK Irons spektra xion ($574 on painful pleasures, requires power supply or battery) - beginner: MAST archer ($179 on Amazon) Be aware that with this machine, the battery is rechargable but NOT replaceable, so if the battery dies, the machine dies. IMO not a big deal at $179 tho. You can also get coil machines from just about anywhere but they're less foolproof and you need to know how to tune and maintain them, and they aren't cordless so there's much more risk of dragging the clip cord through contaminated material which is gross and dangerous

POWER SUPPLIES: - Critical is kind of my go-to for everything. If you buy an RCA compatible machine, you would need a critical RCA Battery which comes in two configurations, the regular one gives you about 10 hours of running tattoo time and the shorty gives you 5.

BLACK/WHITE INK PICKS: - Allegory BLAK - Dynamic black - Empire white COLOR INK PICKS: - Electrum (flows nicely, doesn't crust over if left exposed to air in the ink cap for a long time) - SOLID Ink - (flows nicely, highly pigmented, haven't used this much) - Eternal ink (good all rounder but most of their opaque highly pigmented colors tend to go thick over time and do not flow easily)

CARTRIDGE PICKS: - High end/best for very experienced artists - Black Claw - Midrange: Kwadron, Electrum - Budget: MAST

Other things you need to tattoo safely: - Tattooing/medical tray - Cling wrap - pen covers/clip cord covers - masking tape - ink caps - stencil printer - stencil paper - shaving razors - green soap - wash bottles - madacide/cavicide/opticide (NOT OPTIONAL) - Paper towels - vaseline - single use individually wrapped tongue depressors - Fake skin (get it at pound of flesh or amazon) - Scissors - Stencil transfer solution (I prefer Dynamic's stencil magic) - Wash bottle bags - Rubbing alcohol - Dental bibs - Laser/Inkjet printer - GLOVES

ALSO GET YOUR DANG BLOODBORNE PATHOGENS CERTIFICATE! IT's $30 on the red cross website and cheaper on other sites!

you also need like at least some cursory drawing skill and the knowledge of how deep to go in skin to prevent blowouts and faint lines! There are lots of folks on youtube who can give you the rudimentary knowledge you need to get started, but the best way to get into tattooing professionally (if that's what your after) is to build up a portfolio of flash pieces that you feel best express your style, and to start getting tattooed at local shops by artists you like & respect.

Anyway! Hope this helps!

#tattooing #tattoos

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officerrrfriendly · 4 months

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More To The Story, Chapter Two.

Back to the old house.

chapter one

ThisCharmingGirl: So, what does all this mean? The Russian, the hand signs - why the fuck is his head shaved?!

ThisMustBeThePlace is typing...

ThisMustBeThePlace: See?! Something isn't right. I can't answer your question about the Russian but I can provide you some details on that hand sign. Its the signal for MkUltra- which may explain the shaved head.

"Okay, what the fuck..." you bite your lip anxiously, in an attempt to contain your hysteria, shaking your head before continuing to type.

ThisCharmingGirl is typing...

ThisCharmingGirl: MkUltra?? Like the mind control experiments- I'm freaking the fuck out. And dude-lady, whatever, how do you have access to all of this?

ThisCharmingGirl: sorry. guess I'm just kind of lost.

ThisMustBeThePlace is typing...

typing.....

ThisMustBeThePlace: Firstly, yes - like the mind control experiments run covertly by the CIA in 1953. Secondly, I understand you're panicked, but I'm just a geek who got a little too curious while in an online chatroom. Thirdly, I'm a dude- LOL. Lastly, you don't have to apologise...

Before you could type a response - two new messages appeared on the tiny computer screen.

ThisMustBeThePlace: This would be a whole lot easier to explain over the phone.

The last message was his phone number, along with a 'call me :)'

Sigh.

The dial tone of the landline begins to sound whilst you nervously twist the long wire around your index finger in anticipation. It rings not even four times before somebody answers.

"Hayes residence, Howie here- how can I help?" a deep, mature-sounding voice questioned.

“Oh..Hi! Are you-“ you began to speak,

ThisMustBeThePlace was a man...hm. Not what you were expecting but neither was the idea that Tammy's kid had been abducted by the CIA to experiment with mind control aft-

"That's for me! Sorry Uncle Howie, uhh hello? you still there?" a younger, but still cute voice calls out... he sounds out of breath.

You hear a grumble, assuming it's from the older man as he passes the phone to the person you were really supposed to be conversing with. You nearly forgot to answer, however luckily remembered as you asked, "Hi, yes- uhh, you're the guy I spoke to on AOL?"

His breath catches in his throat for a moment before he continued to speak, he doesn't really speak to girls that often - cut him some slack!!

"Indeed I am...you're charming- I mean uhh, you're ThisCharmingGirl, right?" he stutters, resisting the urge to facepalm himself so hard he knocks his brain out.

You chuckle, quietly- faintly.

He still hears it, and he wishes he could've recorded the sound. Because it was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard.

"And you're the geek who quite enjoys Talking Heads...ThisMustBeThePlace?" you question, glancing beside you at the kitchen counter right where you had brought the small, slightly crinkled missing poster to sit.

He chortles, not so quietly- and replies, "yeah, that's me." - and you think it's the cutest little laugh you've ever heard.

'I wonder what he looks like-' you began to ponder, but didn't allow the thought to live further as you remembered the aim of your call- the small, and endangered boy who sat smiling in his ghostbusters Halloween costume - on the missing poster.

"Shall we...get into the nitty gritty then?"

You had both seemingly talked for hours, and you decided to switch to the cordless phone in your dad's room - which was supposed to be used solely for business - but technically, this was business and very important business at that. You switched to the cordless phone so you could move back to your computer along with a notebook and pen. Finley... you had come to learn his name was - was exclusively the only reason why the notebook had jottings in it in the first place, he was the one providing you with the actual notes. He informed you about MKUltra, its history, its aim and why they had shaved Tommy's full head of chestnut brown, bowl-cut style hair, hypothetically…of course.

You sat in silence for a moment, pondering as you ran your hand that wasn't holding the cordless phone through your hair, something you'd often do when you're stressed.

"I just don't understand, Why him? Why Tommy out of all people, do these MKUltra coo-coo people have a criteria or something?" you broke the silence, with a rather reasonable inquiry.

"Well...I assume it's the same as when cult leaders scout for people to join their cult. They prey on people who are vulnerable, who have weaknesses, trauma..." Finley continued to ramble, it all made sense, in theory- what he was saying but you just couldn't wrap your head around the idea that all of that mind control shit could be happening in your town, Drellington? Really?

It got to around six thirty in the afternoon when you had finally decided to look at the time which was presented at the bottom right of the computer screen.

"Fuck!! Shit!!!" you winced, you were so, irrevocably and unconditionally fucked.

you were late for work, again.

Landon was going to have your head.

After your joyous discovery that you were late for work, for the FOURTH time this week, you quickly wrapped up your phone call with Finley and told him you'd drop him a message when you were home.

Your legs couldn't move fast enough on your rusted, desperately in need of oil- pushbike. You were sure you looked like a total fool as you rushed towards the fat wooden sign engraved with the words 'The Tipsy Tangle' which hung with pride from a lampost.

You were careless once you had reached the double doors of the bar, you dropped your bike and rushed inside. You could already feel Landon's irate gaze as it almost scorched onto the very back of your head.

"Sweeper, get your ass over here- NOW!!" she scolded, angrily calling for you with a vexed gesture of her hand motioning for you to 'come closer.'

You hesitantly began to approach the door of the backrooms, preparing for your untimely death. When suddenly, a voice sparked from behind you, and you didn't even have to turn around to know who it was. “Lord…you, young lady... are in for one hell of a verbal ass-whooping! She's been cursing your damn soul for the past hour and a half." Dean, a regular at the Tipsy Tangle, snorted- shaking his head before picking up his bottle of Heineken beer, raising it to you in a 'cheers' motion before taking a long swig.

"Yeah, thanks for the warning Dean- I couldn't already tell she was mega pissed with me before you said anything." you scowl, sarcasm rich in your tone, before you begin to make your way to the backroom where a very furious Landon awaited your arrival.

"hey, sweeper! are you gonna make me wait any longer than I have been for you?! get your ass back here, pronto!" she growls, fed up.

You practically sprint to the backroom after that.

You begin to apologise before you even enter the small, desolate room full of boxes and barrels of alcohol- an alcoholic's wet dream.

"Listen I know what you're going to say and I cannot apologise enough-"

"NO, you listen sweeper- every damn day of the week so far I have been staying here, making up for you being majorly late!! Working overtime, covering for your ass and quite frankly, it stops NOW," she continues to rant, her hands making quick-paced and angry motions, "it's time for you to C.Y.A, you know what that means sweeper?" she questions, however not giving you time to answer. "Cover. Your-own. Ass. That's what the hell it means, learn it and live by it! No apologies necessary. Now…i'm finally heading home to smoke some pot and sleep. Like I was supposed to do nearly two hours ago!!"

As she left the Tipsy Tangle she apparently took the rest of your words with her as well, she had never exploded at you like that before.

"C.Y.A, noted." you mumble, nodding your head, fatigued.

The rest of your shift played out as it usually did. It was a Thursday night- so you weren't too crowded, thank god.

Randy held a cigarette in his left hand covered with inked tattoos and took a long drag, before blowing out a lengthy trail of smoke. You spoke up, "You know, you should really quit that- your wife doesn't like it very much, Randito." you informed your grumpy boss, nodding towards his wife Cheryl, who was cleaning a table nearby, as you filled up a pint for Dean. Who yes, was still there, hours later.

"Y'know, I didn't hire yew’to be my marriage counsellor, Trevor. I hired you cus' I owed your Pops a favour n'I needed somebody else to help keep Dean-O-holic over here, in check." Randy retorted, disregarding your advice - his tone rich in humour as he nodded to dean who, plastered out of his mind, was singing along to Bon Jovi's 'You Give Love A Bad Name' whilst bopping his head to the beat of the song- anticipating his pint.

Fighting the urge to break into a fit of laughter, you purse your lips closed as you place the pint down in front of Dean- who when he spots the beverage, starts to sing along even more passionately before pausing to take a sip and dramatically sighing after doing so.

You, Dean and Randy burst into a mix of giggles and delighted chuckles. Whilst Randy's wife, Cheryl throws you an amused smile, shaking her head before disappearing into the back of the bar.

Once you had gotten home safe, you thought to quickly hop on AOL and check if Finley had messaged you at all whilst you were at work.

Only one message, you click 'Open.'

ThisMustBeThePlace: Important news!! Call soon, hope you got home okay from work :)

Despite the burning curiosity you had for the important news, you couldn't help but smile when you read the sweet message at the end of his message.

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end of chapter two!!

they talked on the phone, and were both nervous- cuties :))

IN SUMMARY,

landon’s mega pissed at you, preaches C.Y.A, finley’s cute AND smart, Deans an alcoholic, Randito’s a chain smoker, and you…are an excellent sweeprr and apparently make a damn good pint!!

@stveharringtn you have been so supportive throughout my whole time so far writing this fic!! thank u sm :))

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fanfic #joe keery fic #joe keery #gator tillman x reader #gator tillman #kurt kunkle smut #kurt kunkle x reader #stranger things fanfiction #normanreedus #oc’s

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tiny-buzz · 5 months

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Regis Philbin is a super retina display.

Regis Philbin is known for his video capabilities.

Regis Philbin is controlled by a smart speaker.

Regis Philbin is vibrant colors and darker blacks.

It is Thursday, November 30th. Regis Philbin wakes up and makes coffee. Another day starts, another year is coming to a close. Regis reads the newspaper on his digital screen, watched by ten trillion wide-lens eyeballs. The headlines coax him:

MILLENNIALS REQUIRE ABUNDANCE, GEN Z SAYS “WHY STOP THERE”

STARLET PROMISES TO PACK ON THE POUNDS

QUANTUM COMPUTERS GET SEXUAL

TOO TALL FOR THE N.B.A., THIS MAN WANTS TO DISRUPT PETS

Regis smiles through a sigh. He has seen it, he sees it, and he will see it. SZA’s people pass on the branded opportunity. Diplomats arm the oceans. Unilateral agreement on a new standard for data transmission, passed at midnight accords on the Friday before the longest weekend, portends a shift, a 25th hour in the day, which is what Regis focuses on, now (this very moment, the moment of awareness, past which there can be no return).

Regis Philbin has heart rate monitoring.

Regis Philbin is capturing images with a 24 megapixel sensor and a comfortable grip.

Regis Philbin is boasting a white-and-black design and an ultra-fast SSD.

Regis Philbin is noise-canceling and wireless.

The extra hour, Hour 25, slips past the clocks, the calendars, the hourglasses. Regis can, in a sense, understand this change. He appreciates it, like all transmissions of nature. “It’s intuition,” he explains to his mental health therapist, ordered by the courts. “I can feel it in my skeleton, in the bolts they put in me.” Joy cannot feel it, but she trusts her husband (the power of love).

Regis Philbin is a cordless vacuum cleaner with intelligent suction power adjustment.

Regis Philbin is a circular design and advanced health tracking.

Regis Philbin is stylish.

Regis Philbin demonstrates his photo capabilities.

Of course, this Hour 25 is a project of people you have never met, of Very High Net Worth individuals. What do the empowered, the lauded, the golden do with these secret minutes? This time that cannot be scheduled, this daily reprieve when all of them are immortal. “Death cannot occur during Hour 25” announces the True, Secret, Real President of Earth, from the center of the planet. Instead, this daily partition (which, we should explain, happens once daily, but is different every day, unplanned, and unpredictable) is used for creation. Larvae. Germination. Women and men drink. Mechanical processes, yielding returns, occupy anterooms. Or, alternately: it’s a great time to take a stroll around your skyscraper, city-state, plantation, airship, or arcology.

Regis Philbin has 16 million colors.

Regis Philbin promises tri-capsule technology.

Regis Philbin is an immersive virtual reality experience.

Regis Philbin is waterproof.

Regis Philbin is holding you by the shoulders. His face is undisturbed, but you note a hyper-reality about his eyes (beautiful, you can understand how handsome he must have been when he was at Notre Dame, a young man, a hero, a liar like all heroes, but that just makes us love him even more). Regis whispers something to you, and the words hang in your ears, terminate-but-stay-resident process, a radiant series of plosives, morphemes, all that good stuff. You hear the words (with your ears) and understand the words (with your brain) and enact the words (with your action points).

And now, at last, we come to the acceleration. Regis walks away, toward the hillside. A dog appears, fast from out the brush, trailing crayon shavings, and slows to follow. The rhythm, the cadence. Regis strides, shoulders back, the entire Varsity squad, a chestnut miracle. The band is rocking, the caverns are skanking. Stick to the script, burnish your credentials, account for slight variations in weather conditions, repudiate as quickly as you defend. You are a perfect representation. You are what Regis has always wanted. When you honor him, you honor your tenacity. You do not need the extra hour, is not what he said, not exactly, but rather the general “gist” of the monologue he whispered into your soaking ears. The tide does not care about the boats, even the large ones. And lastly, about you. Regis, half a football field away, turns, smiles, waves, and hollers. “I am not golden. And you will never be golden, either” Regis shouts, “But, be honest, folks: who needs gold except dukes and microprocessors?”

You agree with Regis, you agree and agree and agree, as he turns back, and walks, behind the hill, behind the day.

#regis weekend has ended #regis finale #honor the man forever #honor the end #beep

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sybilius · 1 month

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Iirc, you trim the shaved part of your undercut at home, right? I've been wanting to try trimming my own undercut, and I was wondering if you had any tips or tricks to share!

I do!! Wow I think I've been waiting for this kind of ask a long time heheh, more than happy to share!

My number one recommendation is this set of clippers:

https://www.amazon.ca/Color-Cordless-Corded-Haircutting-Piece/dp/B0C4N5HVT9?th=1&psc=1

Really cute, color-coded guards, very easy to use. Basically you pick the length you want (I use the ¼” guard these days but I have in the past used the shortest possible one), and just press the plastic part flat along your skull in the part you want to trim, working in strips– the guard takes care of the length handily. If you're not sure what length you want your undercut to sit at, you can start larger and work your way down until the fuzz feels right. There's also a nice getting started guide in it iirc.

The sides are generally very doable without help. A good mirror is your friend, and doing the opposite side to your dominant hand will get easier as you get used to using the clippers.

I'm not sure exactly what your undercut styling is like, but if you're worried about cutting off too much from what your hairstylist has already done, you can get some larger hair clips and twist up your hair before you start. Depending on how much you want to fuss, you can try sectioning your hair to be extra safe – https://www.colouredhaircare.com/how-to-section-hair-for-dying/ – but note I've never done this for haircuts, only for dying, this just might make you feel more comfortable with using the clippers for the first time. I like the flat longer hairdressing clips for my hair:

When you're working your way towards the part where your hair meets your undercut, the guard will reach in to your undercut a bit, like a comb. Go slow here! Even if you take off a little more where the undercut was originally styled, it’ll be fine though :)

If you have to do the back and you don't have a friend to help, you can use a headband aligned to where you want the undercut to stop as a guard of sorts. I do it completely freehand now, but I'm very comfortable working with my clippers at this point.

If you don't want to buy a set of clippers and you like your undercut VERY bald, you can freehand cutting back the undercut in the shower with a shaving razor. Get a good razor – one of the expensive multi-blade for women or a good one for men (I use Harry's), and make sure to keep up with it every few days. The longer it gets, the harder it is for the shaving razor to handle it evenly. You can work it yourself in the mirror the first few times, to get use to the feel before you just do it in the shower.

On balance I recommend going for the clippers, unless you know you love the bald scalp feel.

Here's a few pictures from my earlier cutting up my hair at home. I think I've been doing this since… 2019 now? Something like that.

Best of luck, have fun! Working on your own undercut is a great way to dip a toe in styling your own hair, and it feels so good to keep the shave tight :D

#haircuts #asks #tips #chatter #thanks for asking me fr!!!#it has always been a dream of mine to pass on my wisdom...

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cesium-sheep · 2 months

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tattoo get, report for @ceylonsilvergirl below <3

I went to Rhiannon at Strange Magic Tattoo, they were very communicative and easy to talk to, very invested in my comfort etc. they used a cordless needle gun, which they say is much quieter. this was on my left thigh.

pain: it feels about the same as digging out an ingrown hair with sharp tweezers. better than getting a line set for a blood draw even accounting for the relative durations. I would say that it feels like it's about to punch through and hurt worse than it actually does which may psych people out into thinking it's more painful than it is, but it always stays on the near side of that little barrier. this took technically an hour but I would guess like 40 minutes of actual inking? and it was very easy. but bear in mind I have chronic pain and am a professional patient so I have to sit through worse for less all the time anyway. tbh my random ambient aches like the patch that reacted to my exfoliant last night are currently worse than the site, although it was sprayed with bactine which is a topical anesthetic.

appointment scheduling: this shop was appointment only, they had both a google form and a contact email that went to the main shop who then gave me the artist's email. I had to follow up once after the initial email as they had just come back from vacation and the forwarded email probably got lost. I sent them the image I had drawn and a description of what it was and where I wanted it as well as some relevant info like this is my first tattoo, I'd like to have someone with me for cripple reasons, etc. they gave me their hourly rate and a time estimate. this shop also requires a deposit to hold the appointment, which counts towards the total bill and which I was able to send to the artist directly.

the actual appointment: skipped the two closest doses of prescribed aspirin, filled out a consent form, got the area cleaned/shaved and the stencil applied for approval, let that dry down and then lay down with my leg supported. they spent time talking through what they used, what they were doing, and what they were going to do. the music was a little too loud but whatever. we chatted amiably while they worked and it was generally very easy. I wore my loose pajama pants so I could roll them up to expose the site without cutting off circulation. they use second skin, so I basically just don't touch it for 3 days then regularly clean and moisturize after that. showering etc is still fine from the getgo. there were minor modifications to the design that were not sketched out but were verbally agreed upon beforehand. the artist, matt, and me were the only ones there.

price: another shop gave me an estimate of $350 for the same design, but possibly due to more communication beforehand this was $180+tip for 1 hour of work. I tipped 20% since I have heard that's standard and also it was all the money I technically had spendable plus $2.

#photo #ask to tag #long post #readmore #no more catholic corpse for meeeeee #hasn't sunk in yet tbh #will probably take up to like a week or two #like as it heals and it's still there yknow

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desertfangs · 1 year

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In the Mouth of Madness (Alternative POV) 2143 words

This is the second conversation between Armand and Daniel from In the Midst of Madness, but from Daniel's POV. You can read them in either order, although it is the same dialogue. It's also over on AO3.

I'd been thinking of writing some of this from Daniel's perspective but then today I was inspired by @apoptoses who did a similar thing with one of their recent fics. (Which you should go read!!! Highly recommend!)

I might write more in this series from Daniel's POV as he inches toward recovery in the future. Would love to get him to a better place because I'm sad now. But first I need to read/write a lot of fluff.

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Daniel painted the waves that rolled up to the shore of the beach in shades of blue with little white caps. Maybe he’d put a surfer or two out there to ride them. Tiny little human figures were bought in bulk, but it was a challenge to paint them and build their accessories on such a small scale.

The beach reminded him of Miami Beach and he planned to build white and blue stucco hotels to put behind it, similar to the Miami he remembered. He didn’t have kits for those exactly but he had ones for similar buildings he planned to modify and paint to get the look right. And he had little palm trees to scatter across the terrain.

He was dotting white caps on the ocean with a paint brush when the phone rang. He ignored it. Marius had made it clear it he wasn’t to answer the phone in his absence.

Marius had gone off on an urgent errand for the night. Daniel didn’t know what. He couldn’t remember if Marius had told him and he’d simply forgotten, or if Marius hadn’t explained. It could have happened either way. His memory was still disjointed. He remembered somethings easily, while others slipped through like his brain was a sieve that would only catch certain bits and pieces.

Marius had left a post-it with large writing on lamp above Daniel’s work table as an extra reminder: “Don’t answer the phone. Don’t go out. I’ll be back tomorrow.”

The phone rang for some time and every ring rattled his brain and his bones. He wanted it to stop. And finally, blessedly, it did. He sighed with relief and went back to his beach.

Daniel was assembling another hotel, using the kit for the exterior with some modifications, when the phone started ringing again. The phone rarely rang so why was it doing so now while Daniel was there alone and trying to focus on building the little beach-scape in front of him?

Brrrring.

Daniel winced.

Brrrring.

He sighed and put down the little pieces of wood. How could he be expected to focus with that infernal noise? He willed it to stop. Counted the rings. Got to twelve. Waited in annoyed anticipation for ring number thirteen. It didn’t come.

He let out a breath, relieved. The assault was over. Hopefully whoever was calling had gotten the message and would wait to call again until tomorrow when Marius was back and could handle it.

Daniel glued together the small hotel walls. He added extra layers of wood so he could shave the corners, rounding them out like so many places in Miami.

Brrrring.

Like a stab into his brain.

He set down the building and tried to wait it out but after ring number four, his patience cracked. He opened the door to his work room and went out into the living area where the phone sat on a table near the wall. The ringing was louder out there.

Daniel stared at the phone. Remembered Marius’ stern warnings not to answer. And yet he had to make the ringing stop. Surely Marius would understand.

He hesitated but it rang again and his resolve completely crumbled. He grabbed the receiver, a modern cordless phone, clicked the answer button, and said, “Hello?”

At first, he thought perhaps the caller had given up. But then the voice said, “Daniel?”

His heart pounded to life, beating against his ribs. That voice, soft and sensual, with the faint lilt of an accent from long ago, mostly worn down to nothing over the years like water on sea glass. He’d have followed that voice anywhere once upon a time. Part of him still would.

“Armand,” he said.

“Yes,” Armand said. He didn’t need to confirm it but it sent a tingle down Daniel’s spine.

And then a sudden panic gripped him. Marius had told him not to answer the phone and Armand spoke to Marius regularly. Did Armand know he’d broken a rule? And here he was so desperately trying to prove to Marius that he could be left alone, that he could be trusted, that he was no longer such a mess.

“I wouldn’t have answered the phone but it wouldn’t stop ringing,” he explained. He looked down and noticed the answering machine was dark, its little light off. Daniel bent down and saw the cord dangling behind the table. He plugged it back in and it beeped, the little light illuminating. “Machine was unplugged. I’ll tell Marius you called.”

He started to hang up. Maybe Armand wouldn’t mention it to Marius and they could pretend this never happened.

“Wait,” Armand said. Daniel stopped automatically. Impossible not to obey that voice. “How are you?”

Leave it to Armand to ask the hard questions. How was he indeed? He felt good. Better. But he was still scattered. Marius didn’t trust him to be on his own and had clearly been torn on leaving him behind while he went on his errand. So how was he? Still mad enough to be treated like a mental patient. Sane enough to be annoyed by the process but to still understand its value. After all, he wanted to get well.

Daniel leaned against the back of the sofa. “You know, the thing no one tells you about going out of your mind is that people won’t stop asking how you are.”

Armand didn’t laugh. Shame. Maybe if he could make him laugh… He’d kill to hear his laughter again. There’d been a time not long ago when he thought Armand was gone from the world and he’d never hear his voice again, let alone his laughter. His throat felt dry and he swallowed.

“That doesn’t answer my question,” Armand said gently.

“I’m fine. Well, not fine, you know, but I’m okay. How are you?”

He held his breath, almost afraid of what Armand would say. What if this call was all in his head and Armand wasn’t even really there? No. He’d never suffered delusions. He bit his tongue just to be sure and let the blood, thick and heady, fill his mouth.

“I’m well.” There was another pause, like he didn’t know what to say. “Louis is here with me. He was asking about you.”

Daniel laughed. Louis with Armand! He thought of how when Louis first told him his story, Daniel had been pained at how Armand had left him at the end, at how they couldn’t make it work. And now Louis was with him once more and here was Daniel, a world away and several bricks short of a Lego set. “Funny how things go, isn’t it? Like time is circle.”

Armand didn’t respond right away. Maybe that had been the wrong thing to say. Surely he didn’t think Daniel was petty enough to be jealous? He was a little envious, he had to admit, but only because he couldn’t be there, too.

“Are you still building your models?” Armand asked after a moment.

“Mm,” Daniel said. Odd change of topic but at least this was comfortable ground. “I’m working on one right now that has a beach and palm trees. It reminds me of Miami. It doesn’t compare to the real thing though.”

“Nothing ever does,” Armand agreed.

Daniel started to ask if Armand ever missed Miami, if he ever thought about The Night Island or the time they’d spent together there. If he ever missed Daniel.

But he stopped himself. He didn’t want to hear the answer. Armand hadn’t come to see Daniel, after all, not once this entire time. Maybe that was answer enough.

Marius had told him that Armand couldn’t come, of course. He was still recovering from his injuries and he had two new fledglings to look after. That second part had sent bolts of panic through Daniel until Marius explained that it had been him, not Armand, who’d turned them. Daniel was still the only person Armand had ever turned. Stupid thing to cling to, maybe, but Daniel often did anyway. They still had that between them if nothing else.

Daniel tried to think of a better way to word the question, something else he could ask that was less direct.

But then Armand spoke again and moment was lost.

“Where is Marius?”

Daniel ran his fingers through his ashen hair and tugged at the strands in frustration. “Gone on an errand. He’ll be back tomorrow.”

Another pause. Armand’s voice came back hard: “Gone where?”

“Don’t know.” That, at least, was true. If he had known, he couldn’t remember.

“And he left you alone?”

Armand sounded pissed, and that in turn, ticked Daniel off. “I’m not a child, Armand. I know I’m not allowed to leave by myself.”

“When did he leave?” Armand demanded.

Daniel sighed, annoyed. What did it matter? “Earlier this evening. The doors are locked. Don’t worry, I’m contained.”

“I’m not worried,” Armand said. Daniel suspected that wasn’t true. “Does he leave you alone often?”

Maybe he didn’t mean for it to come off as condescending as hell, but it did. “No, he doesn’t. And I know what you’re doing, you know. I’m a lunatic, not an idiot.”

“You’re not a lunatic, Daniel.” Armand sounded sad when he said it, like maybe he wasn’t sure. Well, he was wrong.

“Whatever you want to call it. Mad, crazy, a few cards short of a deck—“

“You sound fine to me,” Armand said.

Daniel laughed bitterly. That was the problem. He felt fine. But last time he felt fine, he’d gone out on his own, only to get confused and then distracted counting the bricks in a wall behind a pub. Marius had to come get him and drag him back home before sunrise. He couldn’t trust his own feelings anymore.

“That’s the trouble with crazy,” he said. “It seems normal until it doesn’t.”

Silence from Armand, then. It stretched out and Daniel could feel the miles between them, not just physically, but in every sense. Finally, Daniel asked, “Did you want me to pass along a message?”

More silence. Daniel squeezed the phone. He hated how familiar it was for Armand to meet him with silence. It had been like that in their last years together. Stoney, painful silence.

Then Armand spoke: “No need. It was you I wanted to speak to anyway.”

Daniel’s heart constricted. Armand called frequently and but he always spoke with Marius and only rarely talked to Daniel, at least as far as he could remember.

“It was?” he asked.

“Yes.” Armand’s response was quick, no hesitation.

“Oh.” Daniel didn’t know what to make of that. Was it a lie to help placate his insane fledgling or did he mean it? He hadn’t known Marius was gone, so he’d obviously called expecting to speak with him… but it didn’t sound like a lie. And Armand had kept him on the line after he knew Marius was out.

Daniel realized there’d been a long pause. He tried to think of something to say, something else to ask him, but all of the questions felt too raw, too personal, too big.

“I’ll let you get back to your models,” Armand said, breaking the silence.

Daniel wished he’d spoken first but clearly Armand was ready to get off the line and back to his life. “Yeah, okay,” he said. Then he remembered Louis was there with him. “Tell Louis I say hi.”

Daniel hung up.

He stared at the phone in his hand like it wasn’t real. Swallowed uneasily. Felt tears prick at his eyes for the first time in a long time. A sense of loss he couldn’t entirely explain washed over him and settled into his bones.

After a few minutes, he straightened. Blinked back the tears. Set the phone on the receiver.

He went back into his work room and stared at the little Miami-like beach in progress in front of him. How small and desperate it looked to him now, a pathetic attempt to recreate something long gone. No amount of crafting could replace the real thing.

He took the board he’d been working on and moved it aside. Maybe he’d use the beach-scape for something else. He tossed the half-finished little Miami-style hotels in the garbage bin. He pulled out a new board from under the work table and decided to start fresh. Something different, unfamiliar. A farm, maybe. Yes, a farm with fields and barns and stables and a little farmhouse on the edge of a small town. Maybe there would be a pond or a lake. He could get Marius to order him a whole set of tiny farm animals to populate it.

He got to work mentally sketching it out and tried to lose himself in the project until he could forget the dull ache that had settled into his midsection.

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