#cosmetic packaging ideas

[expandbuzz]

The first and foremost element that should be considered is to develop a brand identity that is promising and stands out in the market. It’s advisable, to begin by introducing the products you sell in the market. Then, put your brand USPs and what you offer apart from the competitors.

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[amanpreetchouhan]

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#Cosmetic Packaging Idea

[chlorinecake]

imagine you booked an oil massage from popular spa/salon or whatever it is. Jake was assigned to you not knowing he is the actual owner and he find you beautiful so he purposely gave you a thin clothes for the massage (bra and underwear thing). He purposely massage your boobs and core telling you it's part of the package you avail not until you felt something entering your pussy and jake pounding you.

Imagine Pervy Massage Therapist Jake…

Who owned a hybrid spa-salon in your city, using both his charm and skills to earn himself immeasurable popularity in the healthcare and cosmetic industry, especially amongst his female clientele…

Massage therapist Jake whose spa danced with calming aromas of lavender and citrus, setting the tone for appointments in his private massage stalls, coupled with his enticingly warm smile.

You had no idea that your assigned massage therapist for the day would be the spa owner himself, his flashy attire being a dead giveaway to his status as an entrepreneur.

When he first welcomed you into the massage room, you quickly caught on to the way his eyes widened behind his specs at the sight of your face, his hand reaching out to shake yours in an almost romantic manner…

Massage therapist Jake who kept the massage room door cracked open as you undressed, his hooded eyes watching intently as you slipped into the bra and panty set he left on the table for you, it’s sheer fabric barely even covering your nipples and other feminine curves or creases.

Massage therapist Jake who despite his essence of caliber, let his roaring sexual impulses take over his mind, knowing much better than to behave so indecently towards a client, but still provided just enough room for the perv inside him to play.

Massage therapist Jake who caught on to your initially nervous demeanor, encouraging you to let him take the lead and speak up if anything became uncomfortable…

Massage therapist Jake who took a shot at making small talk with you as his hands bulged with veins the more he worked into your flesh, the confinement of his pants making his member pulse with need every time you let out a contented sigh from the pressure he applied.

“Ever been touched like this before?”

“N-no… but it feels really nice…”

“Good… I’m glad you’re feeling more comfortable now…”

Massage therapist Jake who reached for the specialized bottle of body oil and drizzled it in pretty shapes along the expanse of your back.

Massage therapist Jake whose hands were strong and skilled as they kneading out the knots in your back, shoulders, and lower spine, the tension is your muscles melting away as with the thin layers he eventually took off of you.

Massage therapist Jake who asked you to turn over on your back now, his eager hands immediately exploring your thighs in smooth strokes and even treading a little higher.

Massage therapist Jake whose touch slid past your hips and waist before finally reaching your breasts, the pads of his thumbs occasionally grazing over your hardening buds as he massaged your tits as if they were personal stress-relief toys for him…

“W-what’re you doing?” You asked through half-lidded eyes, chest heaving slightly as he continued to grope you.

“You booked a full body massage, miss… I can assure you this is all apart of the package we offer here at my spa… trust that you’ll be glad you came here by time our session finishes…”

Massage therapist Jake who continued to massage you in places that no other massage therapist had ever touched before, a certain feeling of arousal over coming you as Jake soon started to take off a few of his own layers.

Massage therapist Jake who would ask “Is this okay?” while already having his thick fingers glide over your oiled up folds, the back of his knuckles bumping against your sensitive clit while his other finger prodded at your entrance. You couldn’t believe all of this was actually happening, but you knew you enjoyed it anyway.

Massage therapist Jake whose fingers felt like heaven inside you, curling up against your g-spot to massage you from the inside out as his free hand stroked your thighs to ease their pleasures trembling. Just as you were about to call out Jake’s name. he snatched his fingers from your heat, telling you to turn back over on your back because he just remembered he had missed a spot.

Massage therapist Jake who made you suck his fingers clean before jamming them down your throat, telling you to relax for him every time you gagged around his digits.

Massage therapist Jake who loved the way you held onto his wrist, tilting your head back as an attempt to escape his fingers but only for him to push his hand in even further…

“Want me to stop now, pretty?” He taunted, pouting at your face as your eyes started to tear up.

You desperately nodded around his fingers, muttering something along the lines of “it’s too much” before he pulled out, smearing your spit down your chin just as his bent down to lick up the spillage with his tongue.

“You taste so sweet,” he groaned while pulling away from the kiss, retreating back to his original position behind you as you panted from all the action.

Massage therapist Jake whose eyes ogled at the sight of your now glistening ass, slipping his pants down to oil up the tip of his cock before sliding himself in, the ridges within your walls tensing at the sudden feeling of him stretching you out.

Massage therapist Jake who held your hips in place as he pounded into your pussy, the sound of your juices being loud and clear given how wet you were from his prior ministrations.

Massage therapist Jake who let little curses slip from under his breath as he fucked into your tightness, smacking your ass as a sign to get on all fours for him so he could touch you more.

“Am I making you feel good, sweetheart?” He huffed in a deep, breathless tone, your tits bouncing against your chest with each thrust as his slick fingers went to gripping your ass hard enough to pull your cheeks open, “would you like a little more pressure this time?”

“Ngh… y-yes, please go harder,” you whimpered loudly, face scrunching up as he forced you completely down again, rutting against you like a dog in heat while pinning your hands above your head.

“Shh baby, I’ll give you watch you want,” he teased, just his hips finally bottomed out this time once he slammed into your core, the massage table shaking from all the force.

Massage therapist Jake whose fingers went to grip at your neck, making a jolt of energy pulse through your limbs as he whispered in your ear, a bit of its flesh hanging in his teeth “play with your pussy as I fuck you, angel…”

And you did just that, slipping your hand down to toy with your sopping wet clit as Jake continued to dick you down, drizzling a bit more oil over you as he propped your hips up to a better angle.

Massage therapist Jake who had never made any of his clients feel so alive like the way he made you feel today, each thrust of his cock sending waves of pleasure throughout your entire body as you climaxed around him.

Massage therapist Jake who helped you calm down with some gentle thigh massaging before getting you dressed, handing you a costumer review card to write down your level of satisfaction from the experience.

Massage therapist Jake who walked you out of the spa-salon building and to your car, letting you know to come back as often as you needed for more exclusive sessions with him in the massage room…

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ( 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 💌 ) @squoxle @wonbinisbabygurl @ashgonedash @yourmomscuntis2tighy @addictedtohobi @ot7sevenlvr + the link to my masterlist ~

#𝐜𝐡𝐥𝐨𝐞’𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 🎂 #enhypen #enhypen smut #enhypen ff #enha imagines #jake smut #jake hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen hard hours #enhypen jake #jake x reader #enha smut

[mariacallous]

Imitation caviar invented in the 1930s could provide the solution to plastic pollution, claims Pierre Paslier, CEO of London-based packaging company Notpla. He discovered the cheap food alternative, invented by Unilever and made using seaweed, after quitting his job as a packaging engineer at L’Oréal.

With cofounder and co-CEO Rodrigo García González, Paslier and Notpla have extended the idea, taking a protein made from seaweed and creating packaging for soft drinks, fast food, laundry detergent, and cosmetics, among other things. They’re also branching out into cutlery and paper.

“Seaweed grows quickly and needs no fresh water, land, or fertilizer,” Paslier explains. “It captures carbon and makes the surrounding waters less acidic. Some species of seaweed can grow up to a meter a day.” Best of all, he says, packaging made from seaweed is completely biodegradable because it’s entirely nature-based.

Paslier noted an amazing coincidence—Alexander Parkes invented the first plastic in Hackney Wick, the same part of East London that, 100 years later, Notpla calls home. Since Parkes’ first invention, waste plastic—especially tiny particles known as microplastics, which take hundreds or thousands of years to break down into harmless molecules—has been wreaking havoc in ecosystems across the world.

Plastic pollution is proving especially damaging in the marine environment, where tiny beads of plastic are deadly to the vital microorganisms that make up plankton and which sequester 30 percent of our carbon emissions, “without us having to build any new fancy technologies,” Paslier says.

Notpla’s plans to replace plastic began with a drink container for marathons. This is, in effect, a very large piece of fake caviar—a small pouch that contains juice or water that athletes can pop in their mouths and swallow when they need rehydration. “We wanted to create something that would feel more like fruit; packaging that you could feel comes more from picking something from a tree than off a production line,” he says.

Paslier showed pictures of two postrace streets—one where refueling came in plastic containers and one where it came in edible Notpla. The first was littered with plastic bottles; the second completely waste-free.

The next step was takeout food containers. Even containers we think are cardboard contain plastic, he says, as grease from food would make plain cardboard too soggy. Working with delivery company Just Eat, Notpla has pioneered a replacement for the per- and polyfluorinated substances (PFAS), the so-called “forever chemical” plastics that currently line cardboard takeout containers. It has even found a way to retrofit its solution into the old PFAS plant, so there was no need to build new factories.

The company is developing soluble sachets for detergent pods, ice-cream scoops, and even paper packing for cosmetics. And there’s plenty of seaweed to experiment with, Paslier points out. “You don’t realize it’s already available massively at scale,” he says. “It’s in our toothpaste, it’s in our beer, it’s in our reduced-fat products—so there’s an existing infrastructure that we can work with without having to build any additional processes.”

[ancientorigins]

Archaeologists examining a strange artifact discovered within an ancient cemetery in Iran have identified it as a small cosmetics vial. Inside, they discovered the powdery remains of a reddish substance believed to be lipstick, making it the oldest example of such makeup in the world. The sample has been dated back to the Bronze Age (2,000 to 1,600 BC).

The carved mineral tube offers a fascinating glimpse into ancient beauty practices, with ideas that branding and packaging for identification of products existed all that time ago!

#lipstick #makeup #cosmetics #Iran #powder #ingredients #Bronze Age

[stylesavingssavvy]

How to Save Money on Beauty Products Online: A Complete Guide 

Introduction: 

Keeping up with the latest beauty trends in the modern world can occasionally feel like a financial burden. But do not worry! Saving money on your favorite beauty products has never been simpler, thanks to innovative shopping platforms like Redfynd. Whether you're shopping for skincare, haircare, cosmetics, or other basics for your beauty routine, this guide will take you through five easy steps to help you look amazing on a budget.   

Identify what you need: 

Understand Your Beauty Regimen Needs: Take some time to determine what you require before sinking into the world of online cosmetic shopping. Are you in need of a new serum, or are you almost out of your favorite lipstick? Determining exactly what you need will keep you concentrated and prevent you from making pointless purchases, ultimately resulting in financial savings.  

Do a personal assessment. Assess your skin type, hair type, and any specific concerns you might have (like acne, fizziness, or pigmentation) to better understand your needs. For accurate advice and to ensure you choose products that offer effective results without side effects, consider consulting with a dermatologist, especially if you’re dealing with sensitive skin or serious beauty concerns.  

Create an Inventory List: Develop the habit of maintaining an inventory list of your current beauty products. This not only prevents you from buying duplicates but also helps you avoid purchasing multiple products for the same purpose. Utilize apps or simple spreadsheets to track the usage and expiration dates of products you already own. Alongside your inventory, keep a wishlist of items you want to explore. Prioritize this list based on your most-needed items and include products that come highly recommended or have top-rated reviews.  

Conduct thorough research by reviewing customer ratings: 

After you have a clear idea of what you want, it's time to do a little homework online. Conduct Research the product and make sure it matches your concerns, skin type, and hair type. See online reviews to see if you are buying make-up and how it looks after application. Examine many online merchants to locate the greatest offers and compare prices. Keep an eye out for deals, discounts, and package deals that will enable you to spend less on cosmetics. Avoid impulsive buying.  

Spend a little time reading feedback from others before making a purchase. This can help you prevent costly errors by providing insightful information on the efficacy and quality of a product. To be sure you're receiving the most value for your money, look for items with high ratings and reviews that are positive.  

Use Comparison Sites like Redfynd to Compare Prices: 

Comparison websites like Redfynd, in addition to cashback, may be very helpful resources for online shoppers looking to save money on beauty items. These websites make it simple to locate the greatest bargain without spending hours searching the internet by allowing you to compare prices from several stores all in one location.  

Redfynd is the largest beauty comparison site with more than 1.5 million skincare and makeup products and 15+ beauty retailers, including Nykaa, Myntra, Tira, Ajio, Taacliq Palette, Sephora, etc.  

Whenever you're looking for a new hair oil, shampoo, hair styling gel, or comparison website, they may assist you in finding the best deal. Additionally, a lot of comparison websites include thorough product evaluations and information to aid in your decision-making. You can purchase with confidence knowing that you're getting the greatest bargain possible on all your favorite beauty goods thanks to comparison sites' simplicity and savings.  

Utilize Cashback Sites like Redfynd: 

Platforms like Redfynd provide an easy-to-use but efficient means of getting money back on cosmetic purchases. All you must do is register, shop on their site, and watch as your savings increase with each transaction. It's like getting rewarded for shopping for your preferred face mask, face wash, or cleanser. To help you save more money, with Redfynd, you can find the best deals that are available in any online store in India. You can begin receiving cashback on all your cosmetic purchases with only a few clicks, and you can gradually see your savings grow.   

Conclusion: 

Shopping online for cosmetics doesn't have to be a difficult way to save money. You can buy more wisely and get more beauty for your money by following the above five easy steps: figuring out what you need, researching, using cashback and comparison websites, and checking user ratings. So, feel free to treat yourself to a wonderful mascara or to that lip gloss without breaking the bank!   

#shopping #beauty #cashback #fashion #reward #makeup #beauty products #haircare products #bath and body products #skincare products

[kofu-division]

As the night had come to veil over the city of Kōfu, the self-proclaimed “Beast Tamer” dancer had finally returned to the glorious manor of his newly adoptive family after his usual ‘nightly’ activities, suddenly he got informed by the servant that they had brought in the package sent to the mansion with his name addressed as its receiver.

Taken by surprise, Ayame rushed back to his room and found a small box wrapped by a beautiful piece of cloth peacefully laying on his desk with a note submitted along.

“Happy Birthday! —From Nara Division

P.S. We personally had no idea about the beauty cosmetics of sorts but somehow the ‘friend’ of Chishio-San recommended this to us”

And by peeling off the wrapping cloth and removing the box’s lid, the young man was greeted by the sight of a set of multicolor lip sticks with its cute design of some residents in the famous ‘Alice in Wonderland’ placed inside, but that wasn’t all he found there.

There was one other thing that he couldn’t take his eyes off —It’s a Joker card which somehow reminds him of a certain someone that he never forgot from his mind…

Picking it up with the wild beats in his own chest, though he felt a bit of disappointment when he found out that this mysterious card wasn’t sent by a certain someone he desired to be, what had been written there still caught his attention nonetheless.

“Yoo-hoo babyboy who has some hots for a certain clown up North ;)

Weeelll, you can consider this as a surprise gift from some random godmother that never really existed★

Here you go~ Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo! The phone number of some random guy in Sapporo: 0X-XXXX-XXXX

P.S. This is for the case he had never changed his numbers from this past two years,

May the luck be with you then.”

"uh..cute"-said Ayame to himself looking at the lipsticks,he taked one at stood infront the dressing table, the dancer apply it on his lips and smiled at his reflect with red lips,them he decided left the gift on his dressing table with the rest of his makeup

Smiling yet, Ayame sit in his bed with the joker card beetwen his fingers looking at it

Although he was a bit dissapointed because that card not was from the person he desire Ayame stared at it looking at the image of the Joker...when he remember

The sound of music as the purple haired stop his seductive dance,the people who look at him fascinated and entraced starting to applaud, that he accepts with a shy blush and a smile when notices someone approaching to him

The dancer blinked looking that strange person dressed up as a clown or magician,the magician not say nothing but he give someone to the dancer

A flower,a red rose

-"a flower could looked beautiful on you"-they magician said in a joking tone as the dancer, although a bit confused accepts the flower looking at it,when he raise the look the magician had walked away

Ayame looked at the flower again this time feeling his hear beating

Ayame out from his memories and to the sight of the card-"a joker uh?,that actually fits"-he giggled without realize how his smile was most happy and glowing

#hypmic #hypnosis mic oc #hypnosis microphone #kofu division #ayame kurokawa #nara division #iwao masuda #happy birthday ayame 2024 #diabolik love

[team-sanvich2]

Edit: updated image

Cosmetics from the workshop used:

spiked collar: Dogs of War by users void~ and Dica Dan

Chain around neck: Mommy's Little Monster by users WhyDo II Yikes, Pheディア, shinon, : )

This is my first ever post on this blog about my art, I hope you all enjoy it.

For a while, I had my own vision of certain characters of TF2, and while the game doesn't show that, I am still a firm believer that the RED and BLU teams have completely different personalities from each other, so I might start a series of drawings of my own version of the RED and BLU team, taking into consideration the comics, the videos made by valve, among other sources that will be credited when due.

Anyway, the story is under "read more"

Antonie, the BLU Scout, lived through most of his life in a wooden cabin in Alaska with his father, he had no idea of what happened to his mother, and his father never knew how to answer his question, all he had that was of her possession was a letter addressed to him of when he was left by the door of their house.

At 14 years old, to help out in the money department at home, as the cabin was slowly falling apart, the heater was hanging on for dear life and his father was working extra hours at night, the young boy went to the small town near the cabin, Kupreanof, and entered a small market place that hasn't had any products delivered to them in a week, Antonie takes the job of getting those supplies, with nothing but a baseball bat and his cold weather gear.

Once there, the problem made itself clear as day, a group of thieves had installed themselves in the facility, where the workers were being held hostage and no items were being delivered. Scout tried several times to sneak in, however, nothing seemed to work, either the thieves would see or hear him coming, or he could not find an entrance to infiltrate the place in the first place.

The time was running out and he had a payment to grab, so, as he ran out of options, he also ran and barged into the place, avoiding bullets and knocking some of the people out with the baseball bat, he grabbed one of the boxes that had the address of the mini market and with a sudden burst of adrenaline, Antonie made it to the small convenient store with the items, he received his payment and returned home with a big smile on his face.

For the rest of his time on this job, Antonie had developed his speed gracefully, the local delinquents never managed to catch him, either he was too fast, or he would run into the dense woods, where he had spent most of his time in his childhood, so he knew it like the back of his hand.

In one of these deliveries, at 21 years old, he had to deliver a package of some ammo to a storage facility on the outskirts near the water, even with his gut feeling telling him no, he needed the money. Once he arrived, the people waiting there were two women and his father.

The older woman called herself The administrator and told Antonie that he had formidable skills that could be used in a team she was building for BLU Corp, he would not only receive training on how to handle his "extra activities", but he would still do what he was doing but receive in double, and both he and his father would be living in more stable conditions, after all, two employees are better than one, getting the revelation of what his father was actually doing for a living.

BLU Corp had paid for the two men to fly to the base, which was also near the water and it was cold and very industrial, and thus, Antonie was now The Scout.

#Art Fortress 2 #BLU team #BLU Scout

[atformulation1]

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Our goal is to provide support to newly established Cosmetics production companies in their development. We can provide you with assistance throughout the entire product development process. We can help our customers with formulation, design and brand planning, packaging, compiling documentation for product launch, manufacturing, or overall project management of the product.

Our goal is to understand our customers' specific needs and translate them into high-quality cosmetic products. Taking into account the customer's detailed ideas, we add the expertise of our team, which has been working for many years.

Our passion is to create something beautiful, unique, and outstanding.

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#Formulation #Cosmetics product development #How to start a cosmetic business

[metal-dynamics]

International Award-Winning Custom Product Manufacturing

MDI is a full-service custom packaging and product manufacturing company that specializes in delivering custom packaging solutions to the spirits, fragrance, and cosmetic industries. The Engineering Department at MDI melds artistry with technical expertise to create packages that embody quality and brand identity.

Their approach emphasizes design and cutting-edge engineering to ensure each package offers both beauty and functionality. At MDI’s Design Department, they blend technical expertise with creative flair to produce custom packaging that stands out in the spirits, fragrance, and cosmetics markets.

Their prototyping department specializes in turning ideas into reality by creating high-quality prototypes that serve as the foundation for unique products. They conduct rigorous quality and functionality tests to ensure their products stand up to all of their customers’ requirements and expectations.

As a full-service package manufacturing company, they pride themselves on delivering not just bespoke designs and top-tier engineering, but also seamless delivery and distribution solutions. MDI’s in-house logistics management team ensures that the beautiful, custom-crafted packages they create are handled with the utmost care.

MDI 195 Dupont Drive, #3105 Providence, RI 02907 [phone] [email protected] www.mdi.co

#Custom Product Manufacturing #Custom Plastic Products Manufacturing #Custom Packaging Designs for Luxury Brands

[waitineedaname]

7 darnold doc with Gordon jhbgjhbg

as soon as I read that prompt, I thought of Gordon and Darnold lol

prompts here!

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“Hm. And you’re certain those weren’t there last night?”

“Am I cer- Yes, I’m fucking certain! I’m pretty sure I would remember having horns!” 

“Fascinating.” Darnold tapped his chin, examining Gordon’s new head growths. The two enormous horns curled out from his temple, curved in a manner reminiscent of a bighorn sheep. “I’ve never seen a reaction like this before!”

“Re- A reaction to what?”

“Anything!” Darnold scribbled down a few notes on his clipboard. “Any ideas what could have caused this?”

“No, man!”

“You didn’t drink any mystery potions? Get cursed by any witches?”

“Wi- Come on Darnold, quit fucking with me. You don’t actually believe in witches.” 

Darnold shrugged. “This great big world of ours is full of mysteries, Dr. Freeman. Who knows what’s out there!”

Gordon groaned and put his face in his hands, narrowly avoiding thwacking his horns into Darnold in the process. “Okay. Sure. Okay. No, I don’t know how this could’ve happened. I mean, the only thing I drank yesterday that was out of the ordinary was that weird energy drink you had in your fridge.”

Darnold blinked at him. “I don’t have any energy drinks.”

“What? Yes you do! It was a- uh-” Gordon gestured wildly, as if frantic hand movements would somehow convey the appearance of a soda. “It looked like that Mountain Dew drink. Amped or whatever.”

“Eugh.” Darnold grimaced. “Why would I drink Amp? You’ve been spending too much time around Benrey, Dr. Freeman.”

“Wh- Then what did I drink?” Gordon looked like the blood was leaving his face. 

“I don’t know. What color was it? Was it any packaging?”

“I dunno, man! It was green and in a glass!”

Darnold raised an eyebrow. “You just drank a mystery liquid in someone’s refrigerator?”

“...Yes?” Gordon knew how stupid that sounded as soon as he said it.

“Hm. Yes, I believe I know what happened here.” Darnold put his clipboard down and clasped his hands together, trying to convey good bedside manner. “You drank one of my experimental potions! I’m afraid it wasn’t ready for human consumption yet.”

“What?! And you just had that loose in your fridge?!”

“Well, where else was I supposed to keep it? It needed to stay chilled!”

Gordon groaned and put his face in his hands again, rubbing at his temples where the horns came out. “What the hell was the potion even for?”

“It’s a cosplay potion! The effects are purely cosmetic, I assure you. Well, ideally at least.”

“Ideally, he says!” Gordon repeated with a hysterical giggle. “Fucking hell, man. How do I reverse it?”

Darnold tilted his head, looking over the horns again. “Are you sure you want to? I’ll admit, they look even cooler than I expected!”

“Yes, I want them gone! I can’t fit the collar of my shirts over these stupid things!”

“Hm, if you insist, I guess. Don’t come crying to me when you’re unprepared for Comic-Con, though.” Darnold turned around and startled rifling through his shelves for his general cure-all reversal potion.

“Trust me, man. This has given me a new respect for good old fashioned homemade cosplay props.”

“You say that now.” Darnold handed him the reversal potion. Gordon downed it in one go, then retched.

“This stuff tastes like ass, man. Do you have anything I can wash it down with?”

“I should have some seltzers in the fridge.”

“Thanks, dude.”

When Gordon rushed back into the room, horns gone but suddenly bright purple, Darnold realized he should probably start labeling his potions-in-progress if Gordon was going to keep frequenting his refrigerator.

#hlvrai #darnold #gordon feetman #sorry this is kinda dialogue heavy! I'm sleepy #I've been writing all day and now my brain is mush lol #my writing #okay to reblog #I rewatched darnold's scene in act four for this #and WOW gordon is so unnecessarily mean to him sdlkjflkdsjf #more gordon and darnold animosity please and thank you <3

[belladoesmakeup]

Hi guys,

I got an early christmas present from one of my best friends this week and she really out did herself. She gave me a present that crosses over 2 of my favourite things, makeup and superheroes. Kylie Cosmetics recently brought of a collection in collaboration with Batman!! Yes that's right Batman a.k.a my favourite DC Comics superhero. Though I am a Marvel girl through and through I have always adored the Batman comic books. The stories are brilliant and the villains are some of the best out there (especially Riddler and Joker). So of course you can understand how excited I was to play with this palette so let's chat all about the Kylie Cosmetics Batman Collection pressed Powder Palette , £46.00.

This palette is inspired by the original Batman comics and I can honestly say Kylie has nailed everything about this palette from the names, colour story and packaging. It is easily my favourite palette she has never released. When you open the palette it is like reading a book and on the left side of the palette you see clips from old comics and on the right you have the stunning shades and a mirror covered by a Batman sticker. Personally I'm keeping the sticker on there for now because it looks so cool! Since the outer packaging looks so epic this is a palette I'll easily have on my display table because this needs to be seen.

Now onto the shades themselves, as expected each shade has a batman theme and the colour stories is clearly inspired by the early comic books with the blues, greys and pop of yellow. I had a play around with this palette today and I was so impressed with how pigmented the shades are! We all know when I reviewed the Stass palette I was not a fan, the shades were really powdery and all blended into one shade so not a hit. But this one is so much better! The shades are so much more pigmented, vibrant and blend like a dream. I have already started filming looks using this palette because I have so many ideas. If this is the eyeshadow formula that Kylie will be using from now on then her betters will be ones to look out for.

Overall based on first impressions I adore this palette from the colour story, now well the shades blend just the overall idea of the collection. As far as I'm aware this palette is somewhat limited edition so I've linked it above to grab it while you can. If you want to see any tutorials using this palette or specific colours let me know!.

Lots of love,

Bella x x

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[brightgnosis]

This weekend was quiet. Not the kind of soft quiet like usual, though... Bristly around the edges, this time. But still quiet and full of numerous lulls of nothingness.

On one hand, I wrote a lot ... I worked on the newer version- my version- of The Sisters' Grimmoire; updated my Book of Shadows; finally completed the schedule for the 1900's block of the Half-Century Housewife challenge; added a bunch of books to the Vintage and Antique Library; did a bunch of Perfume and Cosmetics research; worked on The Domestic Grimoire a bit- plus Where Spirit Meets Shadow.

It feels weirdly good to be writing again? I don't actually know how to feel about it.

I wanted to bake, too. But I couldn't actually figure out what to bake. I just had a general sense of "I need to" without any actual cravings or desires- and so I eventually I became demotivated to do so; by the time I finally decided on Lemon Bars, I didn't want to bake at all.

I ordered the stuff for it anyways, however; tomorrow's the Nut ᶠᵘˡˡMoon- my Esbat for the month ... I think I'll make them tomorrow. It'll be a nice treat to sit in the tub with my favorite desert. And it'll hopefully help ease the anxiety of the midterm voting I have to do after my Husband gets off work tomorrow.

Mostly, though, I've felt bristly a lot; it's the Mustard week finally for the 3 month cycle on the Daysee. So I'm menstruating but not menstruating- this strange little liminal space where I'm spotting and dealing with some of the lower level effects of my PMDD, because I accidentally skipped my morning medications at one point last week and it's somehow thrown my entire system off? My best guess is because it was too close to the Mustard Pills and Daysee is very sensitive to screwups.

On top of that, the car's bee in the shop for nearly a month now. The replacement part should finally be in tomorrow, but I've still been cooped up for weeks on end. My Husband and I are both starting to feel it, I think; it's not quite shedding bad, but it's still incredibly uncomfortable, and it's not making my attitude any more pleasant. It's only making me pacey and snappier than usual.

My hands want to Knit, but I remember what happened the last time I tried. So I'm hesitant to track down and unpack the box that I've been promising to send to @bean-na-farraige-agus-foraoise for two years (God, I'm so horrid at remembering to send packages) and make another attempt at the vintage sweater patterns I have; I just don't have the brain for counting or numbers.

I think I'm going to steal an idea from Peach and @pagan-stitches / @goadthings (or rather mix together two ideas based on things they're doing and things I like to do / can do) instead ... And maybe start an embroidered Bunting project with some of the mountains of unbleached Muslin I have in my sewing box, just to see if I can keep my hands and brain busy; I've wanted a mantle decoration for Autumn anyways, but none of the Autumnal garlands really look all that nice- let alone sturdy enough to hold up to a cat that likes to chew on anything natural. So maybe an embroidered Bunting will be cute- and I can put whatever I want on it.

We'll see, though. It'll depend on how much energy I actually have because that'll be quite a large project.

The nice thing is that my Saffron finally started blooming today and I'm really excited about that; I get to enjoy my year's Plant-Focus Draw before the year is up, and to really enjoy its energy in full. And that's going to be really lovely, I think.

#Personal #The Sisters Grimmoire #The Domestic Grimoire #Where Spirit Meets Shadow #Calendar Nonsense #Daily Life #Handiworks #Religion and Magic

[smilingformoney]

What would Snape do if he survived the war and opened a cosmetics shop next to a bakery, and the woman who runs the bakery is cute but talks too much sometimes and has her own trauma from the past and also they fancy each other. Lucius shows up but he can’t remember anything even though he’s kind of friendly with the cute baker, and some creepy guys keep calling for Snape because they want something from him but it’s kind of a mystery? - Snape survived AU anon 🙏

Damn anon that's such a good idea I wrote the first chapter here

At the front of the once dull and dusty abandoned shop there was now an old fashioned window of sixteen glistening panes, four of which rippled with a bulls eye effect, where previously four were smashed, the remaining shards jutting from the wooden frame like teeth. Next to this, a freshly painted, shiny black door with six much smaller panes, through which an 'Open' sign in dark green script was visible for the first time since these changes had been made. A little gold bell just above the inside of the door chimed pleasantly as it was pushed open. Three girls and a boy bustled in, giddy and chattering happily amongst themselves.

'I need something to sort my skin out,' said one of the girls pulling at her face as she poured over her reflection in one of the display mirrors the second her eyes caught sight of it.

'Your skin is perfect. Can we focus on my hair for just one second here?' Retorted another, rolling her eyes before searching the heavily-stocked shelves for a remedy for oily hair.

The third had already picked up something fitting for each of her friends needs, thrusting little glass bottles into their hands without a word and turning to continue her own search for the make-up she'd come to shop for.

The boy was absentmindedly sniffing bath bombs, picking them from the display of vast piles, choosing three he decided were the most delicious and calming smells he'd ever had the pleasure of submitting his nostrils to.

The four of them approached the counter at once, arms laden with various bottles and boxes, but no one was behind the counter. In fact, now that they'd gathered what they'd come for and simmered down significantly, the store was silent except for the dull crackle of a fire from within the back room and the soft music that played enchantingly through the shop.

'Hello?' Called one of the girls quietly, to no avail.

'Hello?!' Another called, louder and harsher than the first.

Then, from the doorway behind the counter, emerged a striking man dressed all in black with thick, shiny shoulder length black hair, black glittering eyes and a roman nose.

'May I help?' he said in a cold rumble of a voice, surveying the four customers. He quickly realised where they were from when his eyes lowered to the crest on their robes. 'Ah. Hogsmeade weekend already is it, Butters?' He drawled, cocking an eyebrow at them.

'Snape?' The girl replied, jaw dropping and eyes widening.

'I suppose, now that I'm no longer your professor, yes, it is I... Snape,' he scathed, lips curling, 'however, you are still a student of Hogwarts, Butters, and I would remind you that you're only allowed into Hogsmeade if the behaviour of all students is exemplary. That includes respecting the village's business owners... I am still in very close contact with Professor McGonagall.'

'Yes, Professor,' she nervously replied out of habit, placing her items on the counter for Snape to charge and package up.

'This is your business?' The boy piped up.

'Yes, Gilmour,' Snape snapped without bothering to flick his eyes up at him. Snape gently wrapped Butters' purchases in white tissue paper and placed them into a black paper bag as if each were as delicate as a newborn.

'But your products, sir... they're-'

'Heavenly? Luxurious? Relaxing? Yes, I am aware of all of this, Gilmour,' Snape interrupted with a playfulness to his voice that they all recognised as the specific brand of Snape sarcasm they'd come to know well in their years with him as their teacher. 'And it's not Professor any longer. I'm just - it's... Mr. Snape now.'

'So who's Prince?' Two of them said at once.

'Never you mind,' Snape drawled.

The four stood in silence then as they each took their black paper bags and handed over their money. 

'Now,' Snape said cooly before they turned to leave, 'don't go telling everyone at Hogwarts that Snape runs the new beauty shop - I'd rather them experience that disappointment for themselves, as you did. I'd also rather not ruin my sales before they've so much as glanced at the window display.'

'But Professor,' said Butters, 'your shop is amazing - I'm going to tell all the girls in the common room about it as soon as we get back if they haven't already discovered it themselves!'

Snape exhaled a long sigh. 'Of you go,' he said exasperatedly, as though he was seeing them out of his old dungeon again.

A small seed of joy sparked in his stomach for a split second at what his ex students had said, only to be swiftly extinguished by the influx of customers that filed in and out of his store for the rest of the day, the little bell dinging happily every few minutes as another window shopper came for a nosy and ended up leaving with a bag full of goodies.

Gold lettering on the windows read Prince's Cosmetics and the window dressing was nothing short of eye-catching. The display was set out with glossy perfume bottles, tubs of creams, piles of bath bombs almost the size of bludgers, vials upon vials of bath bubbles, trays and tubes of make up and nail polishes in every colour imaginable. They were all laid out beautifully on and around an old black dressing table, products bursting from the drawer and spilling out onto the matching chair. The furniture appeared well-used, but fit the overall aesthetic of the shop perfectly. Candles floated around the display, twinkling delicately to illuminate the examples of simple but effective packaging the products were sold in; crystal bottles, glass tubs and wooden boxes, all tied with a thin, silky, black bow.

Becca stood back to take all of this in at ten minutes to closing time, taking in the gorgeous sight with a soft smile. The last functioning shop in the row no longer belonged to her; the abandoned building was finally restored and might actually bring her a few more customers. It certainly had today.

When she entered, awestruck at the well-stocked shelves, an overwhelmingly pleasant smell hit her. It was all her favourite scents combined with something very personal; a smell she recognised from her childhood but couldn't quite put her finger on. She stood still, closing her eyes for a moment to take a deep breath.

When her eyes opened again, they met with the man behind the counter who was just finishing up the process of rolling down his sleeves.

'You'll have to excuse me,' he says in a low, silky voice, 'I forgot to change the sign - I closed ten minutes early.'

Becca watched as he pulled his hair out of the messy bun tied at the back of his head, his fingertips stained in pinks and blues; he's been working on new products she thought, but what left her lips instead was a small gasp at how his hair fell to frame his face and how his elegant brightly stained fingers worked through it, tousling it back into shape.

She collected herself with a single shake of her head and a deliberate blink. 'I can come back tomorrow, I'm only-'

'No, no,' he reassured her, 'please, what can I help you with?' He began to remove his apron.

'Well actually, I came to say hello,' she blushed, 'I have the shop next door, you see-'

'Ah, Tiffey's Treats?' Snape said, wandering over to the little sink by the bath products to wash the colours from his fingers under a warm tap.

'That's the one,' Becca replied. 'I wanted to bring you something - a welcome gift. It's nothing much,' she excused as she pushed forward the little basket she held in her hands, covered with a silk scarf.

Snape turned back to her and met her in the middle of the shop floor to take the basket. 'You shouldn't have,' he said quietly, flushing as his fingers brushed hers.

'Oh, it's nothing, really,' she excused, voice breaking as she felt his skin against hers.

'Thank you,' he whispered, averting his eyes.

'Well. Why don't we have a slice of cake?' Becca said brightly, cutting through the tense silence that followed the brief exchange.

Snape only nodded in response, sweeping behind the counter and returning a couple of minutes later with two small plates, a thick slice of cream-covered walnut cake and a fork on each.

'Please, sit down,' he gestured to the stools in front of the make up counter, handing Becca a plate.

'So,' she said, hopping up onto a stool. 'Who are you?'

Snape smirked. 'I could ask you the same question... Severus.'

'You're not Severus Snape, by any chance?' Becca asked casually, sticking her fork in to gather a big chunk of cake.

His eyes narrowed. 'Why?'

'The war hero, Severus Snape?' Becca's eyes were still on her plate. 'This is pretty good, if I do say so myself,' she went on jovially, almost to herself..

'I am Severus Snape as a matter of fact. Are you going to ask me who Prince is next?' He said with a tired voice.

'Nope,' she replied, smiling and flicking her eyes up to meet his. 'I bet everyone's asked you that today. And I bet it's no one's business but yours.'

His face relaxed and he smiled back. 'It was my mother's maiden name. That's her dressing table in the window.'

Becca glanced toward the back of it. 'That's lovely.'

'Actually, I always hated it until I found a use for it here,' he scoffed. 'It does fit in quite nicely, I suppose.'

They both took another mouthful of cake, the gentle damp outside now turning to a lashing of rainfall against the window.

'I'm Rebecca,' Becca said plainly after finishing the last mouthful her cake, 'but everyone calls me Becca.'

'It's been a delight to meet you, Rebecca,' Snape said.

Not presuming to fit into the category of everyone was intended as a sign of respect, but Becca bit her lips together at hearing it.

'So, is there a Mrs Snape I've yet to meet?' She asked, stomach clenching as she awaited the answer. As sure as she was that he called her by her full name to place a barrier between them, she couldn't bite her tongue in time when the thought popped into her head upon hearing her full name from his lips. She winced at herself, looking up through narrowed eyes to gauge his response.

But Snape wasn't looking back at her - his eyes were now trained on the window. He almost kicked the stool over behind him as he stood and stumbled over to it.

'No... there's no Mrs...' he offered, distractedly.

'Severus? What is it?' Becca stood to follow him carefully, only to see a man on the other side of the glass. It was a man she recognised - he was a regular at her bakery and had last been in her shop only half an hour prior.

'Do you want me to tell him you've closed?' She offered.

'No- no, I-' Snape stuttered, mouth open in disbelief and brow furrowed in thought as he edged to the entrance, flicking the Open sign to Closed and proceeding to swing the door back, rain spitting onto his clothes.

'Malf?' He called, incredulous, to the man still browsing the contents of the window.

The man turned to him, not quite hearing him through the pouring rain hitting the buildings and cobbled ground around him.

'Charming little shop. Good job on restoring it!' He shouted back, eyes bright.

Snape leapt outside and grabbed the man by his arms. Becca stood back, watching from the doorway.

'Lucius?' He said, inches from the man's face.

'Do I know you?' Lucius replied, bewildered, searching Snape's face for recognition but drawing a blank.

'Come inside, you'll catch your death out here,' Snape said, dragging him to the door and pulling him inside.

'Small world. Do you two know each other?' Becca asked, her tongue running away with her.

'Yes.' Snape said clearly at the precise moment that Lucius answered with a simple, 'No.'

They snapped their heads to face one another, confusion dancing over their features until Snape broke away.

'Come through to the back, we'll sit by the fire. Rebecca - keep an eye on him while I get a towel?'

Becca shut and locked the door, following them into the little back room, slightly giddy at the prospect of whatever drama she'd unwittingly stepped into.

The man Snape dragged in was handsome; a strong jaw and distinct cheekbones framed under milky skin, a black velvet bow tied perfectly around his thick, white-blonde hair at the nape of his neck. As he warmed his hands against the fire, Snape re-emerged, removed the man's cloak and wrapped a thick, fluffy towel around him.

'I'll put the kettle on,' Becca whispered to Snape and he nodded. She busied herself in the adjoining kitchen, as Snape took a seat next to the man.

'Lucius,' Snape spoke softly, concern in his eyes, 'what are you doing here?'

'How is it that you know my name?' Lucius replied, a gentle smile on his face, his eyes filled with wonderment. 'This is a cosy little room, isn't it? Impressive book collection you've got.'

'Don't you recognise me?' Snape asked, eyes darting over Lucius's face to search for some spark of his old self.

'Sorry good sir, you've been very generous, drying me off and warming me up and whatnot, but I can honestly say that I've never seen you before in my life.' Lucius smiled again, innocent and jolly, his eyes sparkling.

'I know you,' Snape said plainly. 'We used to be friends... a long time ago.'

'Is that so?' Lucius said, looking interested.

'Yes. Perhaps... perhaps you aught to stay here a while, make sure you don't catch pneumonia. Where do you live?'

'Oh, a long way off. Devon. I apparate here for a spot of shopping now and again. Always was fond of this little village. I was pleased to see this shop finally put to good use so I thought I'd come for a look around. Didn't realise the time of course - you should be closed now, I'm sure.'

Snape watched Lucius's expression change as he talked, from pleasant to amused to thoughtful - it wasn't him. Did Lucius have a secret twin he never knew? That couldn't be - they wouldn't both have the same name, of course.

'Lucius Malfoy, isn't it?' Snape said, playing dumb.

'That's right. Were we at school together?'

'Yes. Sort of. You were a couple of years above me, but we... vaguely knew one another. I'm Severus Snape.' Snape waited to see if his name changed anything in the way Lucius was looking at him. It didn't.

'Ah. Well, nice to meet you again, Severus!' He held out his hand, and Snape tentatively took it in his, giving a firm shake. 'Is that your wife back there? Are you expecting?' Lucius nodded to a box in the corner of the room, full of baby toys and blankets.

'What? No,' Snape said, cheeks flushing as he hoped Becca didn't hear. 'That box was left in the shop before I moved in, I haven't got around to shifting everything yet. And Rebecca runs the bakery next door, that's all.'

'Oh, yes, I know she does. Lovely woman, Becca. Always sneaks me an extra Cauldron Cake on the house when I visit. So, she's not your wife and there's no baby... girlfriend?' Lucius pressed.

'No, I've only just met her, Malf!' Snape huffed good-humouredly, flashes of conversations they'd had in their younger years on the topic of girls playing through his mind.

Lucius looked at Snape strangely, as though the nickname Malf had sparked something in his memory. But it hadn't, not quite.

'Well, I won't tell her,' he answered, pressing the towel against his hair, now slightly fuzzy from the rain.

'Won't tell her what?' Snape whispered, narrowing his eyes.

'That you like her,' Lucius replied simply just as Becca entered the room with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate.

'Oooh, who do you like?' Becca said brightly, eyes lighting up as she passed their drinks over.

'No one- I-' Snape stuttered, glaring at Lucius.

'Well, in any case, I'd better be off,' Becca interjected, feeling that if she hung around any longer she would more than outstay her welcome, and definitely not at all because she didn't want to hear that Snape had a liking for someone else. Probably Madame Rosmerta she thought scathingly.

'You should stay for a drink-' Snape started, standing and gesturing to the armchair by the fire.

'No- thank you, but I'd better leave you to it. It sounds like you have a lot of catching up to do.' She smiled at Snape warmly, sending butterflies rising through his stomach. 'You know where I am if you need me- I mean, if you need anything.'

'I'll see you out.' Snape said hurriedly.

They left Lucius looking around the room. He stood to choose a book from the vast volumes, but as he moved over to the bookcase, something else caught his eye. The box in the corner of the room - the one with the baby things - was emitting a strange green glow. He blinked, thinking he must be imagining it, but the glow continued for a few more seconds before dying out completely.

He drew his wand, striding over to it and flipping the lid completely off, rummaging through the contents with his free hand. Nothing. His lips turned down and he let out a 'Huh,' returning to the bookcase with a few more cautionary glances toward the box.

In the shop, Snape and Becca had reached the front door and were standing together gauchely.

'Thank you for sharing the cake with me,' Becca finally said.

'Thank you for helping me out with him,' Snape smirked, pointing back toward Lucius with his thumb.

'It's quite alright. Any time,' she shrugged, worrying that she sounded too eager and trying with all her might to pull her feet closer to the door and just leave, but she was finding it extremely difficult to take her eyes off Snape's.

'Perhaps we could do it again some time,' Snape said quietly, clearing his throat, 'you know, if - if you want to.'

'Do what again? Find a long lost friend outside and dry them off?' She giggled.

Snape's lips curled up into a smile.

'If you like,' he breathed, both of them unconsciously inching closer.

'Severus?' Came Lucius's voice from the back room, 'Can I borrow this book?'

Becca stepped back, averting her eyes and Snape let out a long breath he hadn't realised he was holding in, raising a hand to rub at the back of his neck awkwardly.

'I'd better,' he nodded his head back toward Lucius.

'Yes. I'll get going. Thanks again.' Becca turned and opened the door, the bell dinging pleasantly.

'Wait,' Snape called, 'here - take this. In return for your welcome gift. It was too generous.' He held out a small perfume bottle. 

'Oh, I couldn't-'

'Please, take it. I'd like you to have it.' Snape wrapped his fingers around her hand and closed the bottle in her palm.

They smiled at each other again, his hand lingering on hers for a few seconds longer than a new acquaintances usually would. Their clasp eventually loosened and Becca departed, Snape rushing back to Lucius.

Lucius was now standing against the fireplace, leaning against the mantle, engrossed in a tome of a potions book and reading through the chapter covering the uses of Jobberknoll feathers.

'You can borrow whatever you like, as long as you remember to return it,' Snape said sternly.

Lucius snapped the book shut. 'Thanks, old friend. I seem to have lost my touch with potions in recent years, I'd love to get back into it. Seems a good one,' he held the thick book up a little before tucking it under his arm.

'I could teach you?' Snape offered, thinking it would be a good way to keep an eye on Lucius and find out exactly what he was up to.

'Really? I'd be eternally grateful.'

'Of course.'

'Wonderful. I'll be off with my homework, then. See you soon!' Lucius waved cheerily, disapparating with a pop and leaving the now wet towel to drop to the floor with a soft plop.

Less than a second after the pop of disapparation, there was a firm, desperate knock at the door, snapping Snape away from the thoughts of worry that were swimming around his head.

Snape's heart leapt - perhaps Becca had reconsidered and decided to stay for a drink after all. With Lucius gone, he wouldn't have to worry about him spilling mistruths about liking her... unless he did like her? Snape rolled his eyes at himself, walking with purpose back to the door. Lucius seemed ok, after all - he seemed happy.

'Rebecca?' He breathed as he opened the door without thinking to check who was on the other side.

There stood two men, dripping wet and seemingly not at all bothered about this fact. The shadows of large hoods covered the majority their pale faces, leaving only their mouths fully visible.

'Snape,' one of them sneered revealing teeth that looked a little too sharp to be entirely human. It made Snape shudder.

'Who is asking?' He said, voice cold.

'You have something we need. You can do it the easy way and hand it over now, or we can return. That option may not be as pleasant. We know what you're up to,' came a voice dripping with mennace.

Snape slammed the door shut, locking it manually before drawing his wand and reinforcing the entire entrance with every charm he knew.

'There's nothing here for you. Please leave,' He shouted through the door, watching through the glass with suspicion until they left, slowly.

Becca placed the little bottle of perfume on her dressing table, removing the lid to see what scent Snape had gifted her. It was warm; honey, rose... something that was almost like cinnamon. She inhaled deeply, her mind wandering to what Snape might smell like himself. She wished she'd got close enough to find out. Did this bottle contain his favourite smells?

Placing the lid back on the bottle, she decided an early night was in order and got into bed, intending to read and unwind for a couple of hours, but when she picked up her book from the bedside table, all the words printed on the pages looked like his name. 'Severus... Sev,' she muttered aloud to herself, adoring the sound of his name on her tongue, hoping she would one day be in a position to shorten his name like that. Perhaps he didn't like it. Or perhaps it could be her special nickname for him. Perhaps... he might even begin to call her Becca.

She closed her eyes to refocus, but an image of Snape's slender fingers flashed before her eyes. They were covered in brightly coloured powder, washed away under running water that trickled hypnotically over his skin. His delicate digits caressed the fingers of his other hand... and then it was her hand he was caressing... and then she was kissing him, lips sliding against his as she tangled her fingers in his hair. His hand slid down to her waist....

Becca's eyes popped open. She was breathless, waking from the beginnings of a dream she wished she could continue but somehow felt wrong for having. A tingle of warmth pooled between her legs as she bit her lip at the image of Snape kissing her still fresh in her mind. She pushed her hand under the duvet, slipping her fingers into her slick folds, breathing his name out loud again - but in a chant of need this time as her pleasure took over.

Snape plunged the storefront into darkness when he was sure the men had gone, muttering an enchantment under his breath to ensure his premises were secure. He wandered through to the back room, flicking his wand to extinguish the fireplace and candles that lit it, eyes glancing over the box in the corner as the light flickered out, and remembering Lucius's comment, Is that your wife back there? Are you expecting?

Snape shook the thought from his mind, continuing up the little staircase to his bedroom where he stripped and slipped into his nightshirt. It had been a long day; seven o'clock seemed like a perfectly reasonable bedtime considering the evening he'd had.

He darkened the room, not bothering to pick up his book tonight, and slid comfortably under the covers.

'Rebecca,' he muttered as he slipped into sleep, his thoughts drifting from Lucius to Becca. 'Rebecca... Becca...'

He felt a stirring at his lower stomach. Sighing and rolling onto his back, he forced his hands to his sides and tried to focus on something else - anything else, but all he could see, all he could hear, was her.

His cock twitched, and he willed his erection away, but it only grew. 'No, I can't - what would she think,' he muttered to himself, fingers flexing as he fought harder now to keep his hands still.

He thought of her soft brown hair falling over her shoulders as she laughed with him, the way her firewhiskey eyes twinkled when they first met his, the way his fingers had grazed hers as he took the basket, and her breath caught in her throat at the contact.

He sighed. 'Oh... fine.' He threw the duvet aside and pulled up the hem of his nightshirt until his aching length was free, fingers wrapping around the hot flesh and pumping instantly, although hesitantly at first. He hissed at the feeling; it had been a while since he'd given in to his body and he'd almost forgotten how good it could feel. 

His hand sped up as he chased his peak, gasps and moans filling the dark room until he shuddered and a thick rope of come shot over his nightshirt, body convulsing with the shocks of his pleasure, and he called her name; 'Becca'.

#ask #snape survived canon anon

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In order to get authentic and high-quality ingredients, Aadhunik Ayurveda has strong connections with farmers cultivating nuts. seeds, herbs all over India. Aadhunik Ayurveda is one of the fastest growing skincare brands in India selling its products nationally and internationally on the pillars of purity, clean & green making technique hence it is certified organic processor. Whether you are looking to create high-quality manufacturing of skincare products, we guide our customers through the entire process and assist them to establish a successful brand.

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I have a potentially very noob question: I installed the toolset today in the hopes of trying to play around with tweaking head morphs for the first time. Everything seems to have installed correctly, but I cannot for the life of me get any of my cosmetic mod files to show up, even when I change the filter to include all .tnt files. Any ideas as to where I might be doing wrong?

The only thing I can think of is make sure they are located in Documents\BioWare\Dragon Age\packages\core\override

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