#my hair is still suffering the consequences of daily washes

[gayvampyr]

seeing people who have been brainwashed by the health and beauty industry gradually come to realizations like “actually maybe we shouldn’t be subjecting our skin to potentially toxic and damaging chemicals every single day” and “maybe stripping our bodies of their natural oils constantly is actually a bad thing” is very gratifying

#buying into the idea that we need to shampoo and condition every day and use abrasive soap on our bodies every day #and use 12 different facial cleansers with strong acids and bases in them as part of a ‘skincare routine’ #and things that clog your pores #but looking back it should’ve been obvious that that is not the way to go #my hair is still suffering the consequences of daily washes #it took forever for my body to start regularly producing oil again after i dried it out with harsh body soaps and scrubbing and acids and #various otc skincare regimens that had very little stock in health #like #that shit is not good for you #yeah you need to shower regularly but what that means depends on the individual #for me. i only need to shower every other day. sometimes only every 3 days #im fairly sedentary and my body just doesn’t need that kind of washing esp considering i’m prone to dry skin and dermatitis #and it just sucks that this one-size-fits-all approach to health and particularly beauty remains so prevalent today

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Welcome to the Nightmare Game II - CH11

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Chapter 11: Resurrection Overture (XI)

Unfortunately, Qi Leren could escape his “date” with the Illusionist, but he couldn’t escape his one with Chen Baiqi.　　

Since there was no specific time for the day's training, Qi Leren got up early the next morning. When he got up, he thought he would suffer from a sore back due to training too hard the previous day, but except for slightly sore thighs, his body had no symptoms of strain, which made Qi Leren feel incredible.　　

Was it because he’d been blessed by Maria’s holy light?　　

Clearly last night when he’d gone to Du Yue, he’d been as tired as a dead dog. Du Yue had received him warmly and easily agreed to sign the confidentiality contract. According to the contract agreement, he wouldn’t be able to reveal this secret to anyone, whether it was in writing or spoken or even from a mind control skill. As long as it was concerning these secrets, he couldn’t say anything and Qi Leren would also feel it if he did.　　

This was actually an unfair contract that had no benefit to Du Yue. Qi Leren wanted to compensate him with some survival time, but Du Yue didn't agree: "I can earn so many survival days because of the clues qianbei gave me. I’ve already made a lot of money, I dare not ask for your days as well. If there’s a chance in the future, please take me with you!"　　

Looking at Du Yue's earnest eyes, Qi Leren agreed without saying anything.　　

At six o'clock in the morning, Qi Leren arrived at Chen Baiqi's shop and tentatively knocked on the door.　　

The door opened and Chen Baiqi, who had already dressed neatly and washed her hair, looked at him with a smile: "That’s very positive. I thought you wouldn’t arrive till after seven o'clock."　　

Qi Leren said that if he really had come after seven o'clock, he wasn’t sure how he’d be treated by Chen Baiqi.　　

"I’m very pleased to see that you’re so motivated. You’ll report to me at this time every day in the future. You know the consequences of being late." Chen Baiqi's smile widened. In Qi Leren’s eyes, this was really a smile full of maliciousness. "As for breakfast, ask Sissi what she wants to eat and get me the same."　　

Sissi, who came out of the back room with a yawn, said sleepily, "Flatbread fitters, thank you."　　

Chen Baiqi had put an hourglass on the table and encouraged Qi Leren by saying, "Twenty minutes."　　

"It takes at least ten minutes to run from here to the market near the steel bridge!" cried Qi Leren.　　

Chen Baiqi glanced at the hourglass: "Nineteen minutes and fifty seconds. If you feel stressed, I can send a lovely dog to accompany you."　　

Accepting his fate, Qi Leren pushed open the door and started to run as if a three-headed hellhound was eyeing his chrysanthemum behind him—truly, this was the most terrible place.　　

Many years later, Qi Leren still remembered the dominating fear of buying breakfast. In a sense, this period of running for his life in the sunset was the worst time in his life. The shopkeepers in the bazaar remembered this wind-like man. He would rush to the booth with short messy hair right on time at about 6:10 every day to buy two breakfasts. If there were other people waiting in line, his bereavement and frequent glances at his watch would make people suspect that he was manic. The most dramatic time, when he was faced with a long queue, he had resolutely cut in line at the expense of paying for everyone else in the line and disappeared from everyone’s sight like an unscrupulous customer who ran out when faced with the bill.　　

—He runs faster than I did when I learned my wife was giving birth, a stall owner said.　　

—Once, he brought a three-headed hellhound to do his morning exercises and ran faster than usual, another vendor said.　　

—That boy is really handsome. If I’m slow at preparing cakes, he almost starts crying in his rush. It's very distressing, a middle-aged female vendor fondly said.　　

People in the market speculated on his origin, but for a long time no one knew who he was, so the "6:10 rush to buy breakfast" was also included in the top ten incredible sights in the Village of Dusk. It’s worth mentioning that a new addition was also added to this list recently—why are there so many tombstones for Qi Leren on Undead Island?　　

However, Qi Leren, who monopolized these two items on the list, had no idea about his "unexpected popularity" because recently he was living a life that was like death. Chen Baiqi happily told him that because Maria’s holy light had blessed him, his body was very "resistant to exercise" and could accept more intensive training. She used this as an excuse to arrange an inhuman training regimen for Qi Leren.　　

Twenty minutes of hard running in the morning was just an appetizer. It was common to practice shooting at the same time. Even swimming from the Village of Dusk’s port to Undead Island was included in the daily training. Before finishing training every day, there was another "love lesson" by Chen Baiqi, which translates to "teaching you how to be hit by various weapons". Even the day when you dislocated your right hand because of shooting practice, you were not spared.　　

At this time, Qi Leren realized that the training menu Ning Zhou had given him was too easy and that he was too gentle as a coach. Just look at the results of Chen Baiqi's devil training: Within a week, when Qi Leren was chased by the three-headed hellhound outdoors, he was able to climb onto the roof without changing color, climbing faster than a monkey. If Chen Baiqi hadn't forbidden him from doing anything to the dog, he would have jumped at the evil dog with a gun.　　

Yes, Qi Leren also learned to shoot, as taught by Chen Baiqi.　　

Before be taught, Chen Baiqi also asked him how much he knew about guns and which one he wanted to try.　　

Although he was a man, he wasn’t very interested in guns. He said, "I don't play shooter games very much. How about a Desert Eagle? I’ve heard those are very powerful."　　

Chen Baiqi rolled her eyes: "You really do know nothing about guns."　　

Chen Baiqi recommended a revolver similar to a Smith Wesson 625, which had a large caliber, six-chambers, and convenient loading that wasn’t easy to jam. It was said that it was made by a gun fan, and that it couldn't be mass-produced at present with the technological level of the Twilight Township. He earned a lot of survival days thanks to this skill.　　

Qi Leren took the strange gun and thought of the problem of the laptop transformer and charger. The craftsman who was still alive when he’d gone last time had been away on a task, and he may have come back now. He would go see about this after today’s training.　　

While training in the afternoon, Chen Baiqi had a whim to teach Qi Leren how to dive, or dive without any equipment to be exact, to exercise his breath-holding ability, compression resistance, and control of his heartbeat and breathing. Since his profession was that of an assassin, he couldn't do without a well-trained heart.　　

Qi Leren listened in anguish to the main points about diving, put on the headlamp, and looked at the endless sea.　　

"I advocate that every player who focuses on the assassin's route should learn to dive, because to be a good assassin he must learn to overcome his nervousness and fear. There’s no training that can train a person better than jumping into the sea alone to challenge your own limits. As you dive deeper and deeper, the light will decrease. In the end, only your own heartbeat will be left in the dark world. It will seem like your soul has escaped from your body and roamed in endless darkness. You will be isolated and helpless. Nothing can save you. You have to learn to rely on yourself. The water pressure in all directions will become stronger and stronger, but the oxygen in your lungs will become less and less, and death will become closer and closer to you, and you won't even know what depth you’re diving to. You will feel fear, more and more fear, and fear will make your heart beat faster, oxygen consumption will increase dramatically, and you will die faster if you cannot overcome this fear." Chen Baiqi looked at Qi Leren, who was shivering in the wind, and smiled happily.　　

"This area isn’t deep. You’ll go down and touch a shell. It’s very simple to do," Chen Baiqi said.　　

Qi Leren said bitterly, "Can you tie a rope around me? What if I can't come back up from the water?"　　

Chen Baiqi's smile grew deeper, and her slender eyebrows made this smile even more malicious: "Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if you don't come up for a while, anyway. You’ll slowly float up after swelling a little in two days."　　

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Editor’s Notes: The next chapter may be a bit late, as I’ve had a hectic last couple weeks and unfortunately have fallen behind. I will try to avoid this though.

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#Welcome to the Nightmare Game #欢迎来到噩梦游戏 #danmei

[ppunkisnotdead]

The thrilling adventures of a PA- Chapter Six: Better late than never. (Adam Sackler x Reader)

[quick note here: i’ve been meaning to finish that one sooner but things got overly complicated for me and I couldn’t really write as much as I wanted. Got a bit frustrated because I had so many new ideas for prompts & stuff but no time to write but my dear friends @aloneandsleepless reminded me it’s not about how much you write that counts so I wanted to thank her for keeping me in check there ;) Here’s the nex chapter, still got a few in store for this one, just hope you’ll still like it ‘till then.] After your little trip downhill, you pulled yourself up again (thanks to a long conversation over the phine with your mom) & got back on your feet quickly, regaining your usually warmer demeanour at work. And this despite the fact that Adam grew more and more distant as you grew closer to Dominic. It was hard to get over him, you’re not gonna lie but you managed to at least accept your fate as being,a distraction for him. getting to know Dom helped too. As you guessed, you two have pretty similar backgrounds growing up. He’s a single child, raised in a loving household, his parents both working hard to raise him good & you liked the same things, both of you bookworms for most of your childhood (& still today to be fair). He’s fun to be around, has a good sense of humor and seems genuinelyto be a nice guy. All the more reasons for you to really give it a try, after all you deserve to be with someone who wants to be around you.

It’s been almost 2 months now since Adam kissed you so you finally agreed to go on a date with Dominic as you’re over that ordeal. Or at least you think you are. You’re a little giddy when yo arrive at the studios this morning, looking forward to it even if you wonder if everything will be ok because it might change your relation with him if all goes wrong. Which given your track record is a real possibility. You brought some clothes with you since you’re not going back home after work and put them in your locker until tonight. Then you set off to the canteen in order to get coffee for Adam & you. He starts early today so you know he’ll need it in order to wake up fully. A week ago that simple fact would’ve put you in shambles but now you simply get on with it. It’s just a job, you get things done and that’s it. No more fraternizing with actors, you’ve learned your lesson. or so you thought.When you knock on his door, you can hear his footsteps approaching & judging by the sound of it, as you expected, he’s not really awake & as usual, that look makes your heart skip a beat. - ”That should help you, careful it’s very hot”, you mention to him as you hand him the cup. - ”Doubt it but thanks”, he mutters, voice still hoarse, sending a little chill down your spine. Why must he have so much pull over you, damn him you think as you try your best to keep your composed face. - “You’re expected in the make up trailer in 40 minutes, do you think it’ll be enough ?”, you ask gently, as he steps back into his bedroom, cup in his hand? He mumbles something that sounds like an agreement and you let him change, standing by the table, going through your phone to avoid the temptation of looking over there while he’s undressed. A few moments later, he’s coming back, dressed appropriately & you both exit the trailer silently. You’re not sure if he’s still not fully awaked now to have a conversation or if he’s just not talking to you anymore outside of work related topics but to be honest, it doesn’t make a difference anymore. You’re used to it and it’s better that way, it saves you both the time & energy of pretending everything’s okay since there’s nobody around for the time being. Once you’re at the trailer, you let him get inside and announce you’ll pick him back when the make up team will be done. - “So you’re abandonning me ?”, he throws at you as you’re leaving. - “You’re a big boy, you’ll survive just fine”, you retort without looking back, knowing it’s just another trick to mess with you but you’re not having any of this anymore. He had his chance & he blew it, you should let him suffer the consequences. You make your way to the catering tent and grab another coffee but it’s for Shirley as you’re supposed to meet up with her in a few minutes when she’d have dropped off her actor to his location. It has become a sort of habbit between you PA’s to do that kind of stuff, to make time go a little faster when you have to wait up for your ‘‘bosses”“. You chat of your evening a bit but of course, rapidely she asks you how you feel for your date. Confessing that you’re nervous, you discuss for a good 20 minutes about what could happend or not, what you should avoid to say (you tend to overshare when you’re uncomfortable) and she encourages you to simply enjoy the night. A sound advice but will you be able to follow it once you’ll be there tonight ? That’s the question. You part when your break is over and get back to your daily routine, running errands & walk Adam from one place to another, without sharing more thant a few words here & there. So when you leave him at this trailer, your day is over as far as work is concerned and you head to the lockers, mind already focused on what’s to come. You hope that what you picked up for the occasion isn’t too simple or too plain as you don’t know where you’ll be going. It’s supposed to be a date after all, you need to dress up a little. Checking nobody’s in there in order to change, you open your locker and trade your shirt for a silky blouse. You’re dealing with the last button as well as getting your hair out of the collar when you hear the door behind you. But it’s not another Pa who shows up as you thought, no. It’s Adam and he looks out of breath. - “You’re not supposed to be here!”, you tell him as you turn back to your locker, reaching for your bag to get your make up. - “Don’t go”, he blurts out without any other form of introduction. - “I’m done for the day, if you need something you can order it”, you respond without looking at him. He shakes his head as he gets closer. - “I didn’t mea-..; Don’t go to your date”, he says almost pleading and you stop moving on the spot. There’s a few secondes of deafening silence before you finally look at him. - “You’re un-fucking-believable... Almost 2 months without saying a single word after you kissed me & now that I’m getting over it, you burst in and ask me to bail on him just because you ask me ?”, you huff, still stunned by his cockyness. “Why do you even care ? You’ve clearly showed it all this time that you don’t and you can have anyone you want, so why are you doing that ?”, you ask, starting to lose your temper. - “isn’t it obvious ?”, he dares say like it was, looking at you as if you were able to read his mind or something & it angers you even more. - “No! No, it’s fucking not!”, you roar, clsing your locker’s door in a sweep motion before you turn to face him (which is somewhat ironic since there’s a good 6 inches gap between the 2 of them, given your height difference).”Out of nowhere you kiss me and then you act like nothing happened and now that you realize I’m slipping away, suddenly you think you can do that ? Well I’ve got some bad news for you”, you spit out, blood boiling inside of you. “You had your chance and you blew it. So why are you doing this to me ? Is it funny for you ? Does it make you feel better to mess with me like that ? Answer me!”. But it’s not words he’s throwing your way as an answer, nope, it’s his lips as he takes your face in his hands. Your first thought is to step back. As you’ve said, he had his chance but your body’s not responding anymore and you give in. You can feel his breath on your skin, feel the warmth of his hands and the power of his grip on your neck as one of his hands lands there as you’re still kissing, your hands unconsciously grasping the hem of his shirt. You don’t know how long it’s been now but you’re brought back to reality when the door opens again and you finally part from him, short of breath and flustered. The person catches the scene and gets back out without saying anything, offering you the chance to regain your senses just enough to take a step back from Adam. - “Ok... that’s a good point but it still doesn’t answers my question”, you mumble as you’re still catching your breath, your hand running over your lips swiftly. - “Can we talk about that somewhere else ?”, he asks, his gaze focused on you & you can read the plea in his eyes. - “I’ll text you my address, meet me there in an hour”, you sigh heavily, knowing what you’ll have to do before you can have that conversation with him. “There’s something I need to do first”, you add  he nods, knowing all too well what you’re talking about. You both stay silent, unsure what to say or do but you tell him he can go and you leave the locker a few seconds behind him, heading to the studio’s entrance where you said you’d meet Dominic. When he sees you, he can sense something’s up and you hate yourself for what’s following. He didn’t deserve this and as you walk home after you both part ways, your guilt’s eating at your stomach for most of the journey. Once you’re in your appartment, you go straight to the bathroom and wash your face with some water & look at yourself in the mirror. What was wrong with you, you kept asking yourself, before you would never have done anything like that but there was just something about Adam that made you falter when he looked at you like he did in the locker room. A long sigh escapes your lips and you jump a little when your phone vibrates in your pocket. He’s in front of the building. You give him the code to pass the main door  you pace for a few seconds in your living room before his knocks resonates on the door. One last huff to collect yourself and you open the door. - “Come in”, you invite him as you step to the side to let him get inside. - “Thanks”, he says, hands in his vest and he scans your place for a few seconds before turning to face you. “How didi it go ?”, he asks and you just shrug. - “What do you think ? He was pissed & he had the right to be”, you simply answer, not really wanting to go into the details of that confrontation. “Do you want something ? I was about to make some coffee”, you mention as you walk towards your kitchen. - “No thanks, wouldn’t do me any good at this point”, he comments and you raise a brow but since you’ve got your back turned on him, he can’t see it. The only sound you can hear is your cofee machine for now and none of you say a single word. You grad your mug and turn around, to find him eyes fixed on you. - “So... I’m still waiting for you to answer my question...”, you point out calmly, bringing the mug to your lips, taking a sip in hopes this will help you go through that conversation more easily. - “I fucked up”, he says running a hand in his hair while sighing deeply. “I know I fucked up but I didn’t know what to do”, he adds, fidgeting on the spot. You give him a look that says he needs to elaborate because you don’t know what eaxctly he’s talking about; “i realized I was falling for you and it freaked me out because I didn’t want to screw what we had going on ‘cause the last two times I felt like this for someone, it blew in my face big time”. You can feel it’s hard for him to talk about that so you stay silent and try to encourage him with a nod. “They had problems on their own & I’m not exactly a pinnacle of stability myself so I freaked out because I didn’t want to hurt you with all that crap. Which I ended up doing anyway, acting like a 12 year old worked up by his hormones”, he lets out in a hurry & you can almost feel the weight coming off of his shoulders from saying it out loud. - “ And you couldn’t just- don’t take this the wrong way but... talk to me about that ? I wasn’t going to yell or anything if I had any inkling of all that from the start, instead of feeling I was being played with”, you explain to him, eyes locked with his. You put your mug aside and walk up to him. “It’s sweet that you wanted to protect me like this but if you really want whatever this is going to be to work out, you’ll have to talk to me, okay ?”, you say as your hand slowly reaches his cheek and he almost freezes at the touch at first, & it pains you to see that what happend with his exes must have been something else entirely if he’s so afraid of making a mistake with you. - “I’m sorry I fucked up”, he repeats, this time leaning in your hand a bit, guilt visible in his eyes & you smile softly to him. - “It’s okay now, stop thinking about it”, you reassure him and you stare at each other for a couple of seconds. You can see so much going on in those eyes... But yours close for now as he bends over slowly and captures your lips tenderly. This kiss is different, gentle & less needy but you can feel the message it’s supposed to convey. He’s not playing with you anymore, this is real. Which makes you step back after a few moments, even though you’d stay that way for quite some times. “Not that this wasn’t enjoyable but we still have some things to sort out first...”, you mention before your gaze rises up to meet his again & he nods in agreement. The both of you settle on your couch, sitting so that you somehow face each other and start talking. First you question him about what exactly happened with his ex-girlfriends and boy, no wonder he was so unsure of himself after what he wen through. Between Hannah’s selfish & childish behaviour & Jenna’s destructive habbits, it’s a miracle he even allows himself to love again so soon. You know he’s got issues on his own but you understand now why he acted the way he did. He keeps talking then, letting out what he kept inside for too long you guess & you just listen to him (probably another change for him). The more you learn and the more you’re relieved to see that your guts didn’t lie to you when you felt it fall for him in the early moments. You can almost see his mind getting lighter as time goes by, so much so that, in the end, you only stop talking around midnight as you both start to feel the length of the day. He asks if he can crash you couch for the night and you tell him he can join you in your bed. It’s big enough enough for the both of you after all and it wasn’t as if something was gonna happen tonight. You’re both too exhausted by now, physically & mentally for any other activity you usually can do in a bed with someone you fancy. You lend him some old clothes what could fit him and change while he’s doing the same in your bathroom. Alarm set for the next morning, you wish him good night & he leans in slowly, kissing you softly; making you smile against his lips as you let your hand rest on his cheek for a few seconds. Your eyes remain closed after that, sleep coming swiftly to snatch you, unaware that Adam spends a couple of minutes staring at you before he drifts off too, a small grin showing on his face...

#fanfic #adam sackler x reader #the thrilling adventures of a PA #slight fluff scene at the end

[krysalla-archive]

lost stars. - chapter 1

relationship: din djarin x reader word count: 2.4k a/n: the was supposed to be a oneshot but then it kind of got out of control and grew into a short series! it is also posted on my ao3 account! series summary: You live on Eadu, a small planet with nothing of note except for its Imperial kyber refinery and the never-ending rain, as a nerf herder who desperately wants to leave and get a glimpse of the sky that has been hidden from you your entire life. The only marked importance about you is that your brother is a Resistance fighter pilot, your husband is a gambler and the distrust your village has had for you and your family since you were born. Then, one day, a Mandalorian washes up on your front door, injured and looking for his bounty. After his arrival, your whole world is shaken to the core, and you're sure you will never be able to go back to what your life was like before him. preview: He wakes up sometime in the night. He panics once he realizes his armor is gone and that his helmet might be too, but the weight of the beskar still sits on his head. There’s not much he remembers, just the shoot out with the stormtroopers and losing his footing and falling and sliding down the face of the mountain. He dragged himself two miles before seeing the lights of a hut but collapsed before he could reach it. No. He remembers you. You helped him.

You lug pelts of dyed nerf wool and packages of nerf meat onto the table of a Twi’lek trader, Cham. He’s one of the few people who can provide an actual income as he owns one of the biggest import and export business in the southern hemisphere of Eadu. Some of the herders don’t come to him for exactly one reason: he’s an outsider, and one with intricate ties to the Empire. To them, he can not be trusted despite the fact that his fate of working in the Empire’s kyber refinery was forced upon him and he had no option in the matter. You are one of the smart ones who do business with him. You get far more from him than any of the small traders in your village, so the half a day it takes you to get to his base of operations is well worth it.

He smiles at the load you bring him but scrunches his nose in disgust when the wind catches the scent of the nerf. Cham doesn’t deal with nerfs daily so he never gets fully accustomed to it.

“Is this everything?” He counts your load and ticks off information on a tablet and proceeds to have someone count through the pelts.

You wait patiently as he calculates the total in his head. This season has been kind to you. There wasn’t an influenza this year and a few of your nerfs even had twins. A healthy blessing to hopefully follow you into next year. “Yes.”

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The air is changing, you have felt it and so have your nerfs. They bleat and bleat until you think your ears might bleed at the sound of them. Each day it gets harder for you to wrangle them out to feed and back into the stables, and you can’t blame them—for the past week, you’ve been on high alert for the start of storm season.

You check to see that the nerfs are locked securely in the barn. The last thing you need is to lose one out in the storm; you wouldn’t be able to take the hit of that financially. It already costs too much as it is to keep your farm going by yourself but with the debts you owe, that’s the real killer.

Under the dull yellow light of your lantern, something reflects the light back into your eyes. You startle at it and begin walking away until you hear the groan. It isn’t unusual to come across Imperial weapons and waste on your property, after all you live downhill from one of their many kyber refinery bases on this planet. You’ve learned to avoid anything that may wash up. You like to keep your plausible deniability when the stormtroopers come marching across your farm after whatever incident occurred at the refinery for damage control.

“Hello?”

A hand grabs your ankle and yanks you down to the ground and the other points a blaster at your face. The T-line visor on the helmet instills more fear into your blood than any amount of stormtroopers could ever accomplish. They can’t shoot worth a damn, but he is a Mandalorian. He is a force to be reckoned with.

He says just a single word. Help. It’s not a question or an attempt to plead with your humanity, it’s a command. You’ve only ever heard stories about them, their bloodlust and warrior code. They are dangerous and will kill anyone that gets in their way. His armor has scorch marks from a shootout. The villagers don’t use blasters and don’t have any weapon more advanced than knives. It must have been stormtroopers.

He’s armed to the teeth: blasters strapped to his thigh and side, a rifle slung around his back and gauntlets with what looks like a flamethrower and a whipcord. Your options are limited: hide him in your hut for when the stormtroopers come or leave him out there and let the goons take him. Either way, there’s a chance that they will see it like you are involved with whatever he got himself into. You will deal with the consequences of this later. You roll up your sleeves and try to ignore the blaster being pointed at you.

He’s heavier than he looks, even with the amount of weaponry and armor attached to him, and he’s no help to you when you try to pull him up. The moment he puts weight on his right ankle, he falls back to the ground, nearly taking you down with him. You cut the palm of your left hand when you catch yourself from the fall.

“Mandalorian, you need to help me out.” You push yourself back up and bite the inside of your cheek when you examine your cut. The rock has cut you deep, tearing through the first and second layer of skin. It’s going to scar and possibly leave some kind of nerve damage, you don’t need a medical droid to tell you that.

You take a deep breath and pull yourself together, fighting back the formation of tears and the gasp that gets caught in your throat. You have a job to do.

“I’m sorry,” he says. His voice is barely above a whisper and distorted from the modulator and the thrumming of the rain. The Mandalorian holsters his blaster. “Please, help.”

You try again, circling around to the right side of his body and hoisting him up with one hand under his arm and the other on his waist. He leans against you and breathes heavily. Your home has never seemed so far away than right now. It’s only a few hundred feet away but with his ankle and how he seems to be swaying, it will be the longest walk of your life.

Each step sends a shock of pain through him and with each one, the longer he has to stop to catch his breath. He wheezes through it and when you reach the small divot in the path to your home, he nearly falls again, but you catch him. You bite back your own pain when the cut on your hand catches on the edge of his pauldron. It’s covered in blood at this point and your fingers had struggled to find a grip on the pauldron. You pivot towards him and catch his waist in your other hand, “Come on. We’re almost there.”

By the time you reach your hut, you’re practically dragging him. You aren’t sure if he’s passed out, but he’s still breathing. You try to put him down on the bed carefully but it’s hard with the way your arms ache and shake from carrying him all that way. You lose your grip on him and he drops unceremoniously onto your bed. He groans. Good. A sign of life from him finally.

“Do what you need to do,” he wheezes, “but don’t take off my helmet.”

Your first priority right now is to patch up your own hand. It’s an easy process in theory—clean the wound and spread bacta onto it—but your nausea and low tolerance for pain get in the way. The sooner you get it over with the quicker it will heal.

When you’re all patched up, only suffering now from teary-eyes and a small bite on the inside of your cheek, you begin the task of disarming him and carefully removing the armor. From what you can tell, the only piece or beskar he has is his helmet, the rest of his armor is a washed-out red with splotches of tan and blue. When it comes to his clothes, you have no idea where to start or what to do. You know he said do what you have to but it still feels like an invasion of privacy.

“Hey, where does it hurt?”

The Mandalorian groans and mumbles in a foreign language. Great.

You poke and prod and push up his sleeves and pull his shirt up. His chest and left arm are both swollen and bruised and his arm has a noticeable bump along the outside.

There’s not much you can do for broken bones, but you do your best with a splint. You can’t do anything for his ribs and his ankle hopefully isn’t broken. You can’t tell how bad the sprain is or if anything is broken, and without a medical droid around, you won’t be able to tell until he wakes up.

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He wakes up sometime in the night. He panics once he realizes his armor is gone and that his helmet might be too, but the weight of the beskar still sits on his head. There’s not much he remembers, just the shoot out with the stormtroopers and losing his footing and falling and sliding down the face of the mountain. He dragged himself two miles before seeing the lights of a hut but collapsed before he could reach it. No. He remembers you. You helped him.

Din looks around and sees you, hair in a loose braid and a sad expression on your face, only illuminated by a lantern at your side. You work on a leather jacket, stitching a rip at the shoulder. He has no idea what to make of you. He knows that most of the population of the village are farmers and traders, but there’s also the Imperial occupation. He’s seen populations corrupted and turned to side with the Empire.

“Thank you.”

You peer at him and only shrug, “Don’t mention it.” You carefully place the jacket on the seat of the rocking chair you had just occupied and disappear behind the curtain separating this room from another.

Din just barely makes out the insignia on the jacket—the symbol of the Resistance—and breathes a sigh of relief.

He props himself up on his elbows to get a better view of his surroundings but there isn’t much to look at. A few baskets of clothing and a Resistance pilot helmet sitting on your desk, a simple rug and a small portrait of a couple on their wedding day. Presumably yours, but he can’t make the faces out on it clearly. The rocking chair in the corner and a small pale blue blanket—perhaps made for a child—draped over the back of it and wool in a basket next to the chair waiting to become a new blanket or sweater. No, the blanket is too small for a child, maybe for a toddler or an infant. An old keepsake? There’s no sign of a child living there. No toys and no proud displays of pictures painted by one. The house is too quiet and too clean. There are small hints of who you are throughout the room, but nothing tangible or real that he can gather and his inferences can only take him so far with the information available to him.

You part the curtain and smile at him. “You ought to be more careful. You’re gonna be out of commission for a while. Your ankle is sprained, but not too bad from what I can tell. Some swelling but there's no bruising which is very good news for you. Ankle fractures are a pain to heal. Your arm and a few of your ribs, on the other hand, are broken.” You set down a tray of food and water on the side table as well as a pouch of bacta. “There isn’t much I can do for you besides a splint for your arm. Everything is just going to heal on its own.”

He doesn’t answer. There isn’t anything he can say.

“So, are you going to tell me why a bounty hunter washed up on my doorstep?” You sit next to him on the bed and take his right arm, the one that isn’t broken, into your hands and roll up his sleeve, “Is this okay?”

He nods. “I have a bounty. Someone in the village.”

You open the bacta packet and begin smoothing it over the various cuts and scrapes over his forearm. He can only stare. It’s been a long time since he was touched this softly, not to mention the skin to skin contact. He’s used to a barrier.

“Who is it? I’m sure I can direct you to them. Your tracking fob was crushed.”

“Cratloc. Shriv Cratloc.”

Your hands stop smoothing bacta on his wounds and he can see you stiffen. “I’m afraid you won’t be getting a payday, Mandalorian.” You draw your hands into your lap and wipe your hands clean on a small dishrag. He watches your eyes go glassy. You start carefully, fingers tapping against your thigh, and with a low voice, “Shriv is dead.”

“What?”

“He died last night.”

The air becomes palpable around you from the turn the conversation has taken. You continue your task of playing nurse, gingerly taking his broken arm into your hands, and undo the splint. The sharp intake of breath surprises him—he didn’t quite expect something so simple to hurt like that—and if you heard it, you ignored the noise and smear the bacta over where he assumes the break is.

“It won’t heal it in one application, but it will help speed up the healing process.”

He curls his hand into the sheets when you put the splint back on. You’re too calm considering you’ve just buried your husband and found out that there was a bounty on his head, in fact, you didn’t seem surprised by that fact in the slightest. You knew about his debts and probably shared in them. He was too young to die of natural causes, but maybe not on this planet where the cold and rain seem to bite into its occupants. Shriv obviously had some enemies, and all Din knows about him is the gambling debts that came with the bounty puck he received from Greef Carga. Maybe someone got overzealous and decided that killing him would be better than paying for a bounty.

“What killed him?”

Your eyes flash to him as you put the bacta packet back on the tray you brought in, “Why do you ask?”

Din straightens up. Your behavior has done a complete one-eighty. He wonders, briefly, if it is grief or the rashness of his question, “He was my bounty.”

His answer only amplifies that change in you.

“And he was my husband. I fail to see how the two can even compare,” you stand, all concerns of carefulness and softness gone as you rise from the mattress, jostling him and sending shocks of pain through his body as his injuries are jostled. On the way to the door with heavy footsteps, you grab the leather jacket you were working on, and part the curtain. You pause, halfway into the main room and the bedroom and turn to him, “It’s best not to pry into things that are none of your business, Mandalorian.”

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[kenzieam]

Save My Life - Chapter One

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Warnings: Definitely M. Language, violence, adult situations, graphic mentions of horrible things, traumatic death and descriptions.

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!!!!!TRIGGER WARNINGS!!!!!

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Paramedic Bucky Barnes has seen it all and it’s definitely taken a toll on his mind and body, witnessing senseless death, all but wading through it at times as he is the first responder to so many ghastly accidents and mishaps. The widow of one of his former patients haunts him long after his brief, chaotic contact with her and destiny conspires to cross their paths again. Can the broken man and grieving woman find peace together?

Feedback is life, y’all.

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EIGHTEEN MONTHS LATER

With a growl and a groan, Bucky rolled over onto his back and threw his arm over his eyes. His body throbbed in a way that, while unwelcome, was far from unpleasant and he reached down, palmed his aching cock through the plain black boxer briefs he usually slept in.

It was so much easier to stumble to the shower if he only had to tangle with briefs, not try to pull a t-shirt off his muscular frame, it wasted precious seconds that could be better spent gasping for breath under the spray, hands pressed to the wall and bowed forwards, water washing away the nightmares that had torn him from uneasy sleep to begin with.

The dichotomy wore at him, even as he relived the horrors of her husband’s messy final moments of life, his body yearned for her, his cock hardening while his mind played the reel over and over, the sightless eyes, the crunching of the man’s ribcage beneath his hands.

There was no use fighting it, he’d tried so many times, only to lose every battle.

His pleasure crested, peaked and he groaned in release, his cock pulsing thick ropes of his seed onto his heaving stomach but the physical gratification didn’t touch the emotional turmoil and he dropped his hand with another groan, squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth until the sensations faded, both the ecstasy and the guilt.

Finally, he moved, hauling himself off the bed, off the tangled, soaked sheets and grimaced; the evidence of his twisted mind drying on his belly. Stumbling over last night’s jeans he shuffled into the bathroom and turned the water to scalding, scowling at his face in the mirror, scrubbing a hand over his stubble.

Would he finally get his shit together today? What compelled him, day after day, to continue like this? Sure, not every call ended the way that one had, but the good ones had long stopped overpowering the bad, their shadows too dark to chase away.

His phone jangled, clashing with his already raw nerves. Would such a simple sound ever stop eliciting such a heart-stopping response in him? He reached for the receiver, his seed still painting his belly, pulling at the downy hair there as it dried and silently held it to his ear. The voice on the other end knew he was there.

“Hey.” Steve said quietly.

“Hey.”

“Is today the day?” The day you stop this, quit the job that’s slowly killing you and start putting yourself back together again?

Bucky exhaled, a harsh yet anemic sound. “No, not today.”

Steve, his partner of eleven years, the man who usually drove the ambulance while Bucky worked so hard in the back, sighed quietly. Closer than brothers, he could read Bucky like an open book, but it went both ways and Bucky could hear the small smile on his face too. Although it was slowly killing both of them, there was nobody they’d rather die beside.

“See you at the station?”

“Yeah, an hour.”

“Coffee.”

“Your turn.” Bucky grunted, slamming the receiver down. Their shorthand baffled most, pissed off others, but you couldn’t be stripped bare emotionally in front of someone for over a decade and not connect like that.

One last lingering glance in the mirror, a brief grimace at the haunted cast in his blue eyes, then he continued into the shower, letting the water wash away both the sweat and the tears.

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“Still having nightmares?” Steve asked, glancing Bucky’s way before returning his attention to the road. On their way to a frequent flyer found semi-conscious and, no doubt, more than semi-intoxicated, sprawled on the ground outside a local McDonald’s, there was a mild sense of urgency but an even larger sense of ‘same-old, same-old’ weary acceptance.

“Never stop.” Bucky replied shortly, barely looking up from poking listlessly at the computer screen mounted on the dash.

“About her?”

Bucky exhaled, eyes falling closed until the pain, while by no means gone, diminished enough to allow him to draw the next breath. “Yeah.”

“Man, that was over a year ago and you haven’t seen her since. What gives?” Steve demanded, slapping the steering wheel with the palm of his hand before cursing under his breath and hitting the sirens again to persuade a stubborn car out of their lane.

Bucky mused that he’d probably hear those god-damned sirens in hell.

“I don’t know-”

“Her husband died-”

“I know!”

“And I’m sure the last person she wants to see is the guy who was covered in his blood literally crushing the man’s ribs!”

“I know!” Bucky bellowed, slamming his fist on the dash then pulling it back with a grunt to cradle against his muscular chest. He’d need the full use of his hands, both massive paws that somehow could be so gentle and precise while intubating or placing an IV line, to deal with the patient they were now pulling up on.

“You using again?” Steve asked, voice low, bordering on a mix of angry and disappointed.

Bucky turned away, opening the door and jumping out before the bus had come to a full stop.

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Lev glanced around briefly before dropping her eyes again. She felt supremely uncomfortable here, despite the fact that she was one of the more in-control attendees; she wasn’t weeping ceaselessly into a handkerchief, or burying her face in her hands while her shoulders shook, or muffling her wails on the shoulder of the person beside her. She was keeping it together.

Wasn’t she?

Eighteen months since Clint’s violent and unexpected death and this was her first meeting for grieving survivors, held in an aging school gymnasium that smelled like old socks and even older sweat, the wood floor marked and scarred with years of abuse.

Her friend Wanda had finally put her foot down, after a year and a half of back and forth, of, ‘I’m fine, just tired’ excuses and tearful limbo and all but dragged Lev to her doctor, where the kindly soul who may or may not be hiding pain just as visceral as hers and therefore knew what he was talking about had suggested this place, as an alternative to the pharmaceutical option that had been the first choice, and rejected so vehemently by Lev to warrant it’s proposal.

She glanced around. The middle-aged woman who’d lost her husband when he’d choked to death right in front of her during their weekly Sunday brunch, three chairs over in the large circle; the man who’d suffered through agonizing minutes of his wife pleading for help over her phone, then her final screams of terror as her car’s throttle had malfunctioned on the freeway and she’d careened at top speed into an embankment, instantly dying but taking with her his unborn son as well, five chairs over; then…. Him.

Lev startled slightly, dropping her gaze before it could be returned. Her memories of that time were so scattered and chaotic, stained with Clint’s blood and the sound of that goddamn siren, but she remembered him, or more accurately, the pain in his supernatural blue eyes.

Built like a marine, massive and muscled, shoulder-length hair pulled back into a loose bun, clad not in his uniform but a simple red long-sleeved Henley and jeans, hulking and intimidating until you looked closer and saw the anguish, was the paramedic that had tried so hard to save her husband’s life that lifetime ago.

Her heart sped up and she focussed obsessively on her cuticles. She wished suddenly for Wanda, but she’d insisted on attending tonight by herself and consequently was now alone as a tsunami of memories crashed over her. The incongruity of smells: bitter antiseptic, raw panic and body expulsions, warm male musk and blood; the duelling opposites that had all but torn her in half: frightening, in-your-face reality as Clint’s blood dried on her face coupled with the dream-like quality of the whole drawn-out nightmare.

How did that man cope? Dealing with that life and ugly death daily? Was that why he was here now, slumped in his chair and listening to other lambs to the slaughter open their veins in wretched attempts to assuage the pain?

She was called gently upon to speak, to give her name and reason why she was here; what screaming banshee howled unending torment in her ears, but she shook her head, burrowing further in on herself and muttering a vow to make herself talk next time, no matter how uncomfortable.

An eternity and an eye-blink later, the meeting ended, and Lev stood stiffly, her body raw and pulsating with fresh grief. For lack of anything else to do, she wandered to the refreshment table, knowing she was far too shaky yet to attempt to drive herself home and picked up a pre-poured paper cup of juice and pack of generic cookies. She’d just sat at an empty table and touched the cup to her lips when a quiet, tentative voice washed over her.

“Hi.”

She glanced at him, quickly back down again. “Hi.” Her voice was stronger than she felt, and she was grateful for the support of the table and chair.

“May I sit?” There was a puzzling hesitancy in his voice, as if he expected screaming rejection, but Lev was too tired to push someone else away, it was too wearying keeping her own mind and body quiet.

At her nod, he sat, picking at his own pack of cookies, seeming to be warring with himself about something.

“I remember who you are, you know.” Lev added, watched his shoulder slump with mingled relief and trepidation.

“I didn’t know… if you…. did or not-” He mumbled, trailing off uncomfortably.

“Hard to forget that day.” Lev whispered. She hesitated before adding. “I never got a chance but… thank you… for trying.”

He nodded, jaw tight, not lifting his eyes from the table.

���How do….” She didn’t want to ask, but God, she did too. “How do you manage to do that… as a job I mean?”

He smirke humorlessly, gesturing with one massive hand to the assembly around them.

“Does it help?”

He shrugged. “More than the company counselling. A friend of mine suggested it a couple years ago; I try to come when I can but….” He cleared his throat. “What about you?”

Lev dropped her eyes again, puzzlingly embarrassed. “My first time. My friend… she made me see a doctor-”

He held up a large hand. Say no more.

“How are you sleeping?” He asked quietly, lifting his hypnotizing gaze to hers again, which she quickly averted, in parts shocked and soothed by the tractor-pull that seemed to emanate from his supernatural blue eyes.

The question stung somehow, and it was so much easier to bite at that then lay bare the devastation beneath. “How do you?” Even as the question left her lips she recoiled, horrified with herself and pressed her hand to her mouth.

He flinched, barely perceptively, but the dark rings under his eyes answered her.

“God, I’m sorry-”

He shook his head, held up a massive hand again. “It’s alright.”

“No, it’s not!” What was wrong with her, biting the first hand that extended any type of friendliness? “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

“This place… feeling this way… it makes you raw.” He replied, glancing up at her before looking away and gesturing with a chin jerk to a nearby table. “Sweetest old lady you’ll ever meet over there, but once she comes here and starts remembering her husband’s death again, turns into an old hag.” He twisted the paper cup in his hands, completely engulfing it before taking a sip. “Later, she’ll sit there with a stunned look on her face, like she’s waking up from a black-out.”

“I don’t want to be an old hag.”

A faint smile touched his full lips, temporarily lighting up his unbelievably handsome face. “You’d never be.” A faint pink flush and he looked away again.

Lev suddenly couldn’t breathe. The room, the man across from her, were taking all the air and she stumbled to her feet. “I have to go.”

He watched her, face falling and tried to stand but Lev lifted her hand, an emotional traffic cop, and shook her head. “I’m fine.”

It was a lie, and both knew it, but he only watched sadly as she hurried out the gymnasium doors to the darkness outside, head bowed.

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“You never answered me.” Steve spoke suddenly, breaking the silence in the bus as they took a rare break between calls, sitting in the parking lot of a local coffee-shop, trying to wolf down their breakfast sandwiches before the radio blared and re-established reality.

Bucky grunted, knowing what his partner was referring to but hoping that he’d drop it if he played silly buggers.

“James.” Shit, he was serious, using Bucky’s given name.

Bucky sighed, staring out the windshield. “It’s under control.”

“Is it?” Steve all but shouted. “Shooting H? Seriously, man. How do you have that ‘under control’?! What the fuck, James!”

“I don’t do it all the time-”

“Once is too many!”

“Fuck you. You got someone to come home to-”

“DO NOT put that on me, asshole. You’ve had plenty of women hoping for your last name, what the hell are you always waiting for?”

“I’m-”

“Stop thinking about that girl, it’s never going to happen!”

A bitter retort stung Bucky’s tongue and he knew if he spit it out it would poison their enduring friendship, weaken it just when he needed it the most but he was saved from sabotaging himself by the damned radio itself, the dispatcher’s efficient voice relaying maximum information with minimal syllables.

Glaring daggers at Bucky, obviously having a damn good idea what he had been about to say, Steve snorted angrily and grabbed the microphone, snapping an affirmative before slamming the vehicle in gear and hitting the sirens.

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Levi was not at the next meeting and Bucky felt a curious mix of relief and disappointment. Steve was right, this was never going to happen and, even if it did, he had no right dragging this girl down into his shit, not when she was still trying to dig herself out of her own. But still, he was disappointed; she was the rare light in his darkness, had been since the moment he’d first seen her, even with all the chaos and horror around her, cradling her dying husband’s head in her lap, pleading with someone, anyone to help. When their eyes had locked, a visceral, physical jolt had shot through him, almost painful in its intensity and he’d become personally invested in doing all he could to help, if not the patient he’d been dispatched for, then her.

Anything for her.

He was a sad fuck.

He’d barely heard the meeting going on around him, the others whispering their shame and pain, the answering murmurs from fellow sufferers. He rarely spoke at these, was rarely called on anyway because the overseer, a thin, bantam rooster of a man named Tony, who still lost all confidence and swagger when remembering his dear wife, Pepper, who’d passed suddenly from an aneurysm a few years previous, knew who Bucky was and why he was here.

He had no personal stories of loss to tell, but shared the pain of every single death he witnessed, every patient he tried to save and usually ended up only managing to usher into the afterlife with some semblance of comfort anyway.

He left the meeting that night alone, curled up on the floor at the end of his bed and found a vein.

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[angellazull]

Wizarding War – The Recruitment.

It was late at night, Angelo disappeared down the street, now he lived in a house in Camden Town, London, after so many years living in the Royal Garden, a place where he felt oppressed, a place where he went for many years unhappy, he now lived in London, next to his girlfriend, Penny and his family, who welcomed me as a member of the Haywood family. I'm close to my soul brother Roger Lopez(@hphm-roger), his friends Jason (@death-or-sleep) and McNully lived not far away.

He and Talbott had been assigned to assist Kingsley Shacklebolt in the investigation to track down and arrest the notorious killer Sirius Black, who had been on the run for a year. Talbott and Angelo, due to their friendship and their training together, made a great pair of aurors, it was almost as if one already knew what the other was planning, but even with the timing and the excellent training, Black left no clue, nothing that could help them track him, it frustrated him.

As he walked up the street towards his house, the night breeze blew his face, in the past it would have made his hair flutter, but now with a very short cut, it was quite difficult. All the street lights were off and a thick fog was taking over the environment, if the temperature was not pleasant, he could tell that dementors were nearby, but by guarantee, the young auror pulled out his wand and walked around holding it.

Angel was going over all the investigation information in his head, but it all disappeared when he arrived in front of 24 St. Kelly Street, a dim light emanating from inside his house, which was strangely unusual, since he lived alone and he had not planned to receive anyone. Lifting his wand, he approached the door, which was no longer locked. Entering carefully, he kept his wand in front of his body, prepared for anything, the dim light came from the kitchen and the metallic noise, although low, was echoed through the first floor.

Very cautiously, and feeling his heart skip a little, he walked slowly to the lighted room. A million questions came to mind now, "Who had invaded your home?", "Was any member of the R seeking revenge for what he did while he was still a student at Hogwarts?", "Was it Sirius Black, who came after him to prevent the continuation of investigations? ", in fact it could be anything, and he had to be ready, after all, now he was an auror.

Taking a deep breath, he burst into the kitchen and shouted at the invader:

"Stand still, show your hands immediately." But as soon as he said that, he was in for a big surprise, sitting at the table, a man with a long gray beard, wearing purple and gold robes, with a conical hat raised his eyes to the auror and smiled. "Professor Dumbledore! What are you doing here?"

"Hello, Angelo." The teacher said in a friendly manner. "Sorry to enter your home without authorization, but I figured you wouldn't mind. I see that your auror training is having an effect."

"Well, yes, but what makes you think that, professor?" Angel asked without moving.

"I say that, because even though you see it's me, you haven't put your wand down yet, very well." The teacher said, but he didn't seem to be offended by the situation.

"Well, sir, let's say I have more experience with murderous dark wizards than I would like." Said Angel still without putting the wand away. "I will never forget what happened in recent years at Hogwarts."

"Although the circumstances of your life have been quite tragic, it is good to know that you have learned from the situation." Professor Dumbledore said calmly. "But I can prove that I am myself, in your first year, we met in the courtyard, and you asked me a question about a vision you had, and although I was not sure what it was about at the time, I told you, to have be careful with your choices and that it was not our qualities that distinguish who we are, they are our choices. And I remember very well giving 100 points to Ravenclaw that year. "

"Okay, you convinced me, you are the real one, Professor Dumbledore." Angelo finally convinced himself and put the wand back in the inner pocket of his overcoat. Now that he was convinced, he could finally notice what was going on in his kitchen, there were pots on the stove, the table was set and a delicious smell of roasted chicken washed over the kitchen. It was as if Professor Dumbledore was preparing dinner, so he asked. "Sir… what are you doing?"

"I figured it would be nice to have something to eat after a long day of exhaustive research behind Sirius Black." Professor Dumbledore informed him, he pulled his wand out of his robes and with a wave the stove oven opened and a chicken form floated out of the oven and landed in the center of the table. "I hope you like it, Angelo, that was a recipe from my mom, Kendra."

"Wow, thanks, sir." Was Angelo really surprised now, was Dumbledore in his kitchen and had he cooked for him? There should have been much more than that, and Angelo was suspecting that there was much more than the good and kind action of the Hogwarts director. Sitting in his chair, he cleared his throat and asked Dumbledore again. "Sir, it's very kind of you to come here and cook for me, but I imagine you didn't come here just to guarantee me a good meal, did you?"

"You were always a very smart wizard for your age, Angelo." Said the teacher with a smile. "No, that's not what I came for, but we'll talk about it after you have dinner."

Angelo helped himself to the chicken roasted by Professor Dumbledore, which was really delicious, while he ate, Angelo and the professor talked about different subjects, how was the training of the young auror, and how he was adapting to his profession in the ministry of magic, in in contrast, he asked the professor how Hogwarts was doing, as he learned of the death of his friend Cedric Diggory.

"I read about Cedric in the Daily Prophet." Angelo got up and took the dirty dishes to the sink. "I wish I could be at the funeral, but I was…" Angel couldn't finish the sentence that died in his throat, he still couldn't believe it.

"In mourning for Mr. Vasiley." Dumbledore had completed the sentence that Angelo seemed to have difficulty completing. "Yes, it was a great loss, it is never easy to lose a friend."

"Especially when it's your best friend, first Rowan, then Kyril and then Cedric, this is a pain that you can't get used to, did you know that Harry Potter was also there, did he see the accident?"

"Yes, Harry Potter was there, he witnessed everything, that's the reason he brought me here, Angelo." At that moment Professor Dumbledore removed the half-moon glasses and wiped the lenses with a violet scarf, and assumed the serious tone of voice that the director used when Angel broke the rules in search of the Cursed Vaults. "Cedric Diggory, he didn't die in an accident, he was murdered, by Lord Voldemort."

As soon as he heard that Angel ended up dropping the plate he was holding in the sink and turned to look at the director with a completely puzzled expression.

"Sorry, sir, I don't think I heard you right, did you say You-know-Who?" Angel asked to make sure he was listening correctly.

"You heard that very well, Angelo, Cedric Diggory was killed by Lord Voldemort. It was not an accident, it was a murder, the Dark Lord returned on the day of the murder, with the help of Barto Crouch Jr, he managed to take Harry and unfortunately, Cedric to a cemetery, where he returned, and ended up murdering Cedric." While Dumbledore explained what happened at the cemetery two days ago, Angelo, completely perplexed and lost, returned to sit in the chair opposite the professor. "This brings the real reason for my visit, when Lord Voldemort first ascended, I formed a secret organization called Order of the Phoenix, of which his father was a member, that was one of the reasons that Evan Rosier and Cadmus Mulciber went after him in the night he was killed, Alastor said that his father was hit by Rosier's death curse, while resisting a duel against Rosier and Mulciber at the same time, he was very brave and died in a heroic act."

Angelo now felt his stomach churn, he was not well, having to deal with the deaths of Kyril and Cedric, now Dumbledore came to say that the dark lord had returned, and he knew very well what that meant, that a war, like that like what happened when he was a child, where his father had been murdered, he was about to live a dark period in the wizarding world? This seemed unbelievable, but if Dumbledore was there personally to inform him, it meant that everything was true, and there was no reason to doubt the man who always believed in Angel when he was a student, now it was his turn to believe the word of Dumbledore.

"My real reason for coming here tonight, I would like to extend to you with an invitation to join the Order of the Phoenix, you have already demonstrated great skills, facing challenges that wizards older than you would not have the intelligence or courage to solve them, you suffered a lot, but you learned great lessons from that suffering." The teacher stood up and approached Angelo, placing his hand on the boy's shoulder. "You were never afraid to face danger and the unknown to protect your friends and Hogwarts, so I ask you to consider my proposal, you would be an important addition to the fight that we are going to fight."

Angel remained silent, his brain was thinking about a thousand things at that moment, several concerns, the consequences that the return of You-know-who would bring not only to your life, but also for the whole Wizarding World. Now Professor Dumbledore was restoring the activities of the former Order of the Phoenix organization, an organization that fought the dark forces in the wizarding war, an organization his own father was a part of.

The young auror always had his father as a model for his life, his father died fighting for what was right, fighting against the forces of darkness, now it was his turn to honor and continue his father's legacy.

"Professor, when and where will we meet?." Angel asked, recovering his voice and looking directly at Professor Dumbledore. "I accept."

The professor smiled a little and gave a brief nod and said:

"I'll be in touch soon." The teacher informed the boy. "We have to gather new members, healers will be very useful in this war, I know that you will see your old friends a lot more now."

Angelo ended up smiling with that professor's phrase, while thinking about his friends at St. Mungo's.

"I have to go now, I still have to get in touch with more allies." Angelo accompanied the professor to the front door, before the professor went out into the dark and misty street he turned to Angelo. "Be very careful, Angelo, times are going to get more and more dangerous, and I wouldn't be surprised if some of your enemies ally themselves with Lord Voldemort."

"Yes sir, I will take the necessary steps."

"Good evening, Angelo."

"Good evening, Professor."

The two said goodbye and the professor headed towards the sidewalk, the moment the gentleman in extravagant robes put his foot on the sidewalk, he disappeared with an air shift, at the same moment that the street lights came on. Closing the door, the boy sank into an armchair in the living room, wondering what his days would be like after today, no matter what, he wouldn't back down, Angelo Lancaster would go through, even if it cost his life.

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I am going to start a new series of Angelo's "Wizarding War" stories, stories from the Second Wizarding War (1995 to 1997). Here is the first story in this series. Hope you like it.

#angelo lancaster #harry potter #order of the phoenix #albus dumbledore #the recruitment #angelo the auror #wizarding war

[sweetness47]

Rescue

Pairing: Alpha!Demon!Dean x reader (Non Con), Alpha!Sam x reader

@spndarkbingo – Demon Dean

@spnabobingo – Touch Starvation

@heavenandhellbingo – The First Blade

@spndeanbingo – A/B/O

@samwinchesterbingo – fuck or die

Word count: 1368

Warnings: MATURE 18+ READERS ONLY…smut, knotting, claiming, non con, unprotected sex, rape, blood play, abandonment, violent themes THERE ARE TRIGGER WARNINGS HERE!!!!!!

She had been hunting with the Winchesters for a couple of years when Dean took on the first blade. She watched it change him. He became distant, dark, and it frightened her. A LOT! Numerous times he was found attempting to take her against her will, and if not for the timely interventions of Sam or Cas, he would have succeeded. She took strong suppressants as well, and that helped secure her safety for the time being, well that and the fact that neither Sam nor Cas would leave her by herself anymore.

She was almost grateful when Dean buggered off with Crowley to explore his newfound darkness. The bunker went back to being their home instead of a prison. YN had more time to herself, the two ‘bodyguards’ having eased off their protection detail. They thought she was safe now that the threat was gone. Research was almost nonstop, there had to be a way to free Dean from the mark, but as of that moment, none had been found.

The nightmare began about two months after Dean had left. Everyone had gone to sleep, well except Cas, but in the morning, YN was gone. There were signs of a struggle in her room, ripped fabric, blood, but no sign of her. Cas tried searching for her, but came up empty every time.

YN squinted at the bright light as she struggled to focus. What the fuck had happened? Her head felt like a basketball and…oh god! Her face went ashen as she recalled the events before she’d lost consciousness. Dean had broken into her room and tried to grab her. She’d fought back, but he overpowered her and smashed her head against the wall a few times. And now she was here, wherever here was.

A cool breeze sent a new realization of terror through her: she was naked, and worse…tied to the bed. He planned to rape her.

He actually planned for much more than just raping YN. Dean had developed feelings for her before the first blade took over, and now he could have her, however and whenever he wanted.

Her eyes widened as he entered the room, torso bare, jeans hanging just right on those perfect hips. His grin was as wicked as his gaze, she shivered as his eyes raked over her naked form, nausea rising as she struggled to break free. She knew the bonds were too tight to break free from, but she had to try. If the circumstances were different, if Dean wasn’t under the dark influences of the Mark of Cain, she would gladly become his. But not like this.

“Relax sweetheart. I’m not gonna kill you. But I am going to have you lots, knot you over and over, claim you, and fill that belly with pups. You’re going to be mine!”

Her fear increased tenfold as he walked over to the bed and sat on the edge. YN tried to move away as he reached his hand out to touch her soft skin, but it was no use. He grabbed one of her breasts, roughly kneading the sensitive flesh, twisting and pinching the nipples. Then his fingers ventured lower, running through her folds, finding evidence of arousal, even as she fought against it.

YN whimpered as he slipped a finger inside her slick, then a second. He began fucking into her hard, adding a third digit, wet sloppy sounds filling the room as he assaulted her. She tried to ignore him, tried to fight the coil in her abdomen, but failed. Her orgasm slammed into her hard, coating Dean’s fingers with her slick.

Then he took out the blade, and her terror was renewed. The tip scraped lightly along her breasts and her sternum before cutting a thin line down the middle, not deep, but enough to bleed. Tears ran down her face as pain flooded her system. Then he made another slice across one thigh, then the other.

She yelled and cursed his name, then, in her anger, she spit in his face.

Wrong move.

His eyes darkened, and she was the recipient of a backhand across the face. “Bitch!” he snarled.

Too late, YN realized her error. He rid himself of his jeans and boxers, then climbed on her, forcing her legs apart. Brutally, her thrust into her slick coated entrance, ripping through her innocence, bruising her tender flesh. He pounded hard, bending his head to lick red droplets from her chest. He growled low as he climaxed, knotting YN, then sinking his teeth into her scent gland, claiming her.

He lay there lapping at the wound, running his tongue over the cuts he’d made, while his seed spilled inside her. YN felt ill. Her body hurt, and now she quite possibly carried this man…no, monster’s, pups. Tears ran down her cheeks, unable to hide her fear.

Dean got up and put his pants back on. He took a glance back at his captive. “Thanks for the ride sweetheart. I’ll be back later for another round.” And he left her tied down, not bothering to clean up any of the blood or semen from her trembling form.

True to his word, Dean came to her three more times, each more violent and harsh than the last. His pleasure seemed heightened as he bit her, hit her, licked the blood from the cuts he inflicted upon her already battered body. His sexual assaults were brutal to say the least, unyielding and primal, without a care for her own well being.

He brought food to her, but she refused to eat. If this was to be her destiny, she didn’t want any part of it. She wished death would claim her, it would be better than this hell. Anything would be better than this.

Day three, Dean sent a lackey to clean her up as she had also refused to let him do that too. He wasn’t allowed to fuck her, but that didn’t stop him from forcing her to give him a blow job. He finished cleaning her, and was rewarded with death for disobeying the Demon’s one rule. Dean knew what had happened, and made sure his other followers knew the consequences should any of them think of trying something similar.

He took to washing her himself, despite the hatred she openly displayed for him. He force-fed her as well, making sure she swallowed the food, and didn’t vomit it afterwards. She managed to fool him occasionally, but for two weeks straight, he persisted. She needed to be healthy to carry a strong healthy litter of pups for him. Her health, or lack there of, didn’t stop him from raping her multiple times a day, cutting her, blood play, torturing her daily. Dean’s rut had long since ended, but she was his, and he thoroughly enjoyed playing with his toy.

After the third week, Dean decided to road trip with Crowley again. He placed guards he trusted to watch her and feed her, but not touch her in any sexual way. YN was stiff and sore, but she also began feeling the effects of his abandonment. And worse still, she realized she was indeed carrying pups, just as he wanted. For as much as she hated what this demon had done to her, she craved an Alpha’s touch now, and the craving was getting worse. She couldn’t keep food down, Dean’s scent was fading away, and she couldn’t shake the loneliness that plagued her. She hated him for what he’d done, but her body missed his touch.

One week after Dean left, Cas and Sam found YN and rescued her. Both men were horrified at the bruises and scars that covered her body. She was pale and severely malnourished. Sam was furious with Dean, he wanted to rip his brother to shreds. It was Cas who stopped him from doing so, telling him to focus on helping his friend instead. Sam agreed, only because he could see that YN needed him.

Cas healed the scars and the malnourishment, and told Sam of the pups, two of them. Sam asked if the pups were normal or if they were demon, not that it would change Sam’s decision to help his friend, but he needed to know. Cas confirmed that they were normal, and then told Sam about the severity of her abandonment sickness.

Sam went to YN’s room, smiling as he watched her nesting. He could tell she was still not well, she looked lost, and his heart broke. YN looked up at the younger Winchester and began crying. Sam crossed the room in seconds and gathered her into his arms, letting her sob into his shoulder. He kissed the top of her head and stroked her hair in an effort to calm her.

“Cas told me about the touch starvation sickness YN. What do you want me to do? You’re carrying Dean’s pups as well. If the sickness gets worse, it could be harmful to them, and to you. You’re my best friend, and I love you like a sister, although I have to confess to being attracted to you. I did think about us as a couple on occasion.” He brought her face up to meet his gaze. “I don’t want to see you suffer, but I won’t force you into anything you don’t want.”

She bit her lip as she studied her friend. “Are you offering to claim me over your brother’s mark? Do you think that would help?”

Sam nodded. “Cas seems to think it would. YN, I want to help you, and if that means claiming you, then that’s what I’ll do. You and the pups are the most important thing in the world to me. I’ll love them as if they were my own. Do you want me as your Alpha?”

YN nodded, reaching up to brush her lips against his. Sam responded, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth. YN moaned, leaning into his strong embrace as his hands undid the waistband of her jeans. She reciprocated, her hands eager to free his throbbing erection from the confines of his own pants. Need consumed both Alpha and Omega as Sam reached between them, finding her wet, but also needing the last bit of affirmation that this was what she wanted. She nodded.

He thrust inside, the slick coating his shaft as he did. YN arched up to meet his entrance, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Then he moved, and she met him pound for pound. His release came swiftly, and in one fluid motion he sank his fangs into her shoulder, overriding his brother’s, claiming her as his. The fever and pain subsided almost immediately as the pressure of the knot met her nerves and senses.

Once the knot shrank, he rolled over to the side and pulled her close, both spent and needing rest. She moved her head to look up at her Alpha.

“Sam?”

“Mhmm?”

“Thank you.”

There was a moment of silence.

“Sam?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

He kissed her forehead. “I love you too, Omega.”

@legion1993 @akshi8278 @alwaysdreamingforthebest

#spnabobingo #spndeanbingo #spndarkbingo #heavenandhellbingo #samwinchesterbinngo

[sissygurlbeth]

i had done all the dishes, hand washed her bra and panties from the previous day, dusted the house, swept the floors and vacuumed the carpets as i did daily. Today, She told me to be showered, dressed and have my makeup on when She returned from work. "Be ready to go out for the evening. Don't disappoint me. I want my pretty girl dressed to impress tonight. You should also take an enema and not eat past noon. I suppose I don't need to explain why."

It wasn't uncommon for Her to give such instructions. She enjoyed taking me out to show me off at the bars. The satisfaction She felt by taking Her sissy into public fueled Her dominant passion.

After taking the enema, i showered then shaved my body with the exception of the landing strip that Mistress insisted that i keep. She said it was a good look on a slut like me. 

i had picked out a matching bra and panty set that was black satin with red lace trim. After applying the adhesive to my breast forms, i placed them on my freshly shaved chest and then put on my bra. The weight of them hanging my chest provides a more genuine feminine experience than simply holding them on with the bra. Next came the garter belt and stockings. i carefully put them on making sure that the seams were perfectly aligned up the backs of my legs and attached them to the straps of the garter belt. Finally, my panties. my favorite part of getting dressed. Mistress had always told me to put my panties over the garter straps as it made it easier to take them off since the stockings and garter belt could stay on for any "intimate episodes" but the panties surely had to be removed. i pulled them up over my pink chastity device and instinctively looked at my ass in the full length mirror. The Brazilian cut back accentuated my cute little cheeks. i simply grinned, admiring how attractive my backside looked. i went to the bathroom to do my makeup. Foundation, powder, bronzer, dark blue eyeshadow with some grey as a second layer, eyeliner, mascara and lipstick. i was looking pretty, and i loved it. Returning to the walk-in closet, i picked out my black skater-style skirt and my black blouse with the sheer sleeves. After putting them on, i checked the mirror again to make sure that the bulge of my chastity device didn't show. Fortunately, it didn't. Looking at myself, i couldn't help but notice how sexy i was. i looked like the girls i wanted to take home. i felt so warm inside. A quick brushing of my hair and i was ready. i looked at the clock and saw that Mistress would be home in less than 10 minutes. i had finished with time to spare.

i knelt in the foyer with my hands resting on top of my thighs just as She insisted i do as i wait for Her every afternoon. i kept thinking over and over again to make sure i had completed everything She instructed me to do while She was at work. i was forbidden from writing an actual list. She told me that if i was truly committed to pleasing Her that I would remember and that if i forgot anything that i would suffer the consequences.

The door opened and my beautiful Mistress entered. i kissed both of Her feet to display my dedication to Her. Her hand reached down and with a single finger She pulled up on my chin until i was looking at Her in the eyes. She smiled and said, "Well, Beth,you're looking particularly fuck-able tonight. Good girl." Her words melted my heart. i couldn't help but bat my eyes and grin at Her and reply "Thank You Mistress Nikki. i'm glad that i could please You."

"Stand up. I want to see it all," She ordered.

Rising to my stockinged feet, I stood motionless with my hands at my sides. She slowly walked around me, looking me up and down. Once behind me, She raised my skirt to inspect my panties. "Those are cute. I know you're hoping to get laid tonight." She groped my ass and slid Her ring and middle fingers down between my cheeks until She felt the base of my butt plug. She pressed on it slightly and i couldn't stop myself from moaning just a little. Completing Her inspection of me, She stood in front of me and gently ran Her hand down my cheek and said "Such a pretty girl. I can tell you want to get fucked tonight. Believe me, you will. Come over here and sit for a moment." i followed Her to the dining room where She pulled a chair away from the table and turned it around. Holding the back of my skirt up to my legs, i sat down and crossed my legs. Mistress walked to the bedroom and returned with a small box in Her hand. She opened it behind me and set it on the table. She then sat on my lap facing me and wrapped Her legs behind the chair. She placed one hand behind my head and leaned sensually exhaled into my ear. As She stimulated the erogenous zone at the base of my neck with one hand, She reached under my skirt with the other grabbing the tube of my chastity device. She then whispered in my ear "you're going to get fucked so hard tonight, I'm going to make you cum while your little clitty stays locked away." The stern tone in Her voice and the stimulation from each of Her hands had me instantly straining against my pink plastic prison. She just softly laughed. Reaching to the table briefly, She promptly brought Her arms back between us and told me to look up. Doing so, She spread my left eye open with one hand and placed something in my eye with Her other. Confused, i blinked several times and before i knew what had happened, She did the same to my right eye causing me to blink repeatedly. After a few seconds, i was able to open my eyes but not see. Everything had gone completely dark. "They're known as blackouts, princess. I can tell by the look on your face that they're working. It's amazing how you can see nothing right now and yet I can still see the pretty hazel color of your eyes."

She stood up and took me by the hand, signalling for me to stand as well. Nervously, i stood up and followed her lead. We stopped in what i assume was the living room where She helped me into my high heel shoes. Considerate, She selected the 4inch heels for Her blind sissy. my nervousness grew stronger and She surely sensed it. "Don't worry Beth," She said, "we're not actually going out again. Even I wouldn't take you out the first time I made you blind and helpless. I just wanted to make sure that you would look right for our evening in. Come this way my dear." She took me by the hand again and led me to the "training" room. She guided me to the repurposed massage table in the middle of the room and told me to lie on my back. "Such a pretty and yet slutty girl" She said as She began to walk around me. She continued to walk around me as She ran Her hand down the inside of my thigh. i whimpered and quivered. "Do you know what happens to slutty girls? Slutty girls get fucked. Based on your choice of clothes, you clearly want to be fucked, or so you think." A quick backhanded swat to my groin landed a perfect hit that caused me to cough and flinch. "I didn't give you permission to move, did I sissy girl?"

"No Mistress" i said with terror in my voice.

Her hand sharply slapped my face. "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you."

"No Mistress Nikki."

"That's better. Since you moved without my permission, now I'm worried that you're going to do it again. Fortunately, I'm prepared for that." She then attached restraints to my wrists and ankles. i knew better than to offer resistance. Instead, I lay there and accepted Her decision. i was bound to the table, dressed fully in feminine attire, my former manhood was locked in a pink chastity device, a plug was in my ass, i was unable to see anything, and my makeup sent only a message of promiscuity. i was helpless and completely at the mercy of Mistress Nikki. Then the doorbell rang and my heart sunk further yet. "I'll get that for you sweetheart." 

She walked to the door and greeted Her guest. "You're right on time. Come on in. You can leave your shoes at the door. She's right this way." 

"Oh my God. She is pretty. It's a shame that she's taken," i heard an unfamiliar Woman's voice say.

"Beth, this is Mistress Mary. Say hello."

"Hello Mistress Mary." 

Another sharp slap was felt across my face. "If you embarrass Me like that again, I can promise you that you will not enjoy the way that this night ends for you. you look at who you're speaking to. I'm certain that I taught you that. I know that you can't see because of the blackout contacts but you can put forth some effort." 

Facing Her voice i replied "my apologies for my laziness, Mistresses. Good evening Mistress Mary."

"That's better," Mistress Nikki said. "Shall we get started Mistress Mary? I've left a strapon for you over by those chairs. 

A short time later, They were complimenting each other's strapons. Mistress Mary admired the girth of Mistress Nikki's but also liked that hers was longer. 

Mistress Nikki flipped the front of my skirt up and pulled my chastity device out of my panties. "Don't mind this. I'm just putting a condom over the tube to contain whatever leaks from that little clitty. It'll keep those pretty panties from staining. Ready Mistress Mary?"

"I sure am." 

"How about you Beth?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Great. Beth, you're going to play a game with Mistress Mary and I. The game is called 'Who's in my mouth.' It's a pretty simple game. One of us puts a cock in your mouth and you guess which of us it is. Lift your head." After doing so, She removed the headrest from the table and pushed down on my forehead until my head was all the way down.

Feeling a cock against my lips, i opened my mouth and sucked it until it was pulled out after one stroke.

"Who was it," asked Mistress Nikki.

i knew Her cock well and instantly recognized its feel in my mouth. "It was you, Mistress Nikki."

"Good girl."

Again, a cock was pressed to my lips for me to suck and was pulled out. It was longer but not as thick. "Mistress Mary" i said without promoting.

"Very good," praised Mistress Nikki. 

A cock was pressed into my mouth and thrusted into my throat quickly several times and pulled out.

"Mistress Mary" i gasped.

"You're a great at this game. You sure know your cocks, just as a sissy-faggot should."

Time after time, i managed to identify whose cock was in my mouth despite the forced deep throating, gagging, and extended periods of time that they forced the cocks down my throat.

They let me catch my breath. Once my breathing had almost returned to normal, a cock was again pressed to my lips. Opening my mouth, it felt different. i actually felt it swell a little as it was pulled out.

"Who was that in your mouth, sissy girl?" Mistress Mary asked with a snicker.

"I don't know Mistress Mary"

The cock was pushed in again, but further this time. The taste was like no dildo I was ever made to suck. As it went further down my throat, it was suddenly painfully clear as i simultaneously felt pubic hair on my chin and a warm, soft scrotum encasing my nose. i screamed as best as i could with a cock in my mouth but the only thing that changed was that my face was being fucked once again but didn't stop. Every few strokes, i was able to catch a quick breath. This continued for several minutes. I then heard the unmistakable sound of a Man breathing heavily as he approached climax. Again, i tried to scream and again, no one cared. With one final grunt, the cock thrusted halfway into my mouth as it erupted in me. The hot and salty cum was trapped in my mouth by this cock that continued to spray its seed as it continued to twitch. 

"You better not waste any of that you filthy cunt," warned Mistress Nikki.

Disgusted and mortified, i wrapped my lips tightly around the cock, causing it to quiver and cum even more as it pulled out. As soon as it was out of my mouth, my head was pulled up by my hair and Mistress Nikki ordered me to open my mouth. Cautiously, i did so taking care to not spill the wretched tasting fluid from my mouth.

Both Mistresses must have been looking as they both stated laughing at the same time.

"Do you always cum that much?" Questioned Mistress Nikki.

"Usually," a Man's voice answered next to me.

"Oh, how rude of me. Did I not introduce you? Beth, this is Jason, Mistress Mary's boyfriend. Say hello to Jason. Remember your manners… all of them."

i looked in the direction of Jason's voice and understood Mistress Nikki's words just in time. His load was in my mouth. i knew that Mistress Nikki would be angry if Her sissy were to spit as that would be far from the ladylike behavior She was teaching me. Similarly, talking with my mouth full was out of the question. i knew that i was almost out of time and i also knew the answer to my problem but i couldn't bring myself to do it. i was just forced to suck a real cock. This was actually a criminal offense that i was a victim of and She's worried about manners and me embarrassing Her? But, She was also my Mistress. i loved serving Her and she was willing to make me into the perfect little sissy. Realizing that She was doing what was best for me, i accepted my fate, swallowed the entirety of His seed and said "Good evening Jason."

i recognized Mistress Nikki's gentle touch as She brushed Her hand through my hair and sincerely spoke, "Good girl. I'm going to release your ankles and wrists now. You're not going to make any foolish decisions, are you"

"No, Mistress," i replied softly. i felt tears slowly running out of the corners of my eyes.

"I didn't think so." She removed the restraints, helped me to my feet and took me aside having seen that i was shaken.

Mistress wrapped her arms around me and held me tight. "Is everything alright, sweetie?"

i couldn't verbally respond. i meekly shook my head to indicate that, no, everything was not alright. 

She brushed her hand along the hair on the side of my head. "Do you want to talk about it?"

i shook my head again.

"Well, let me just say this. If I asked you if you wanted to suck a Real Man's cock, you'd probably tell me no. If you would have known that you were going to suck a cock tonight, you'd probably try to weasel your way out of it. Do you know why? Because you still think your a man. But you're not. Don't let that clitty between your legs fool you. That could never be enough to please a woman. That's why you're a sissy and sissies suck cock. This day had to come and I couldn't just wait until you thought you were ready, so I came up with this for tonight. You did great for your first cock and I'm sure you're next will be even better. I'm sure that once I start dating a Real Man that I'll never know the awful taste of His manhood because I have such a great cocksucker of a sissy. There's no going back. You can't un-suck Jason. What's done is done. You are now a cocksucker. That being said, our guests are still here and expect to be entertained. Get yourself together and stop being so selfish." With that, She released Her consoling hug from me and playfully patted my ass. i could tell she walked away from me and returned to our guests. As hard as i tried, i couldn't get the thought out of my mind that i had been deceived into blowing someone. i dropped to my knees and wept.

Seeing this, Mistress quickly took me by the wrist without saying a word and led me back to the table and pushed me over it from the side. i had embarrassed her again in front of company. She restrained my wrists, forcing me to stand but bent over the side of the table. She flipped the back of my skirt up and pulled my panties down to my knees. "You want to cry?! I'll give you something to cry about." A whirl sound filled the air and the sharpest pain i have ever experienced filled my tender little ass cheeks. "How dare you embarrass me in front of company?" Another equally painful strike. "After all that I have done for you to prepare for tonight and this is the appreciation you show me?" Another smack. "These are the moments that I wonder why I bother with you. You say that you love me and love serving me but the moment I help you to the next level of your life, you crumble. You're not the first sissy-cocksucker in the world. Get over it." At least a dozen more strikes were rapidly delivered. i heard Mistress Mary whisper something to Mistress Nikki though i couldn't make it out. "It's fine," said Mistress Nikki, deliberately not quietly. "The bruises heal faster than you think. She shouldn't be sitting much anyhow. Now, that spot on the right where the skin broke open, that will be a good reminder for her for a couple weeks. Isn't it amazing how an ordinary plastic clothes hanger can prove to be such a helpful disciplinary tool?"

It was the worst pain of my life.  i was able to remain still but no amount of control could prevent the tears from running down my face. "I think she's had enough," laughed Mistress Mary, "Besides, I want that ass."

i felt Her foot between my ankles and i instantly knew to spread them, keeping my knees close to one another to not stretch the delicate waistband of my panties. She pulled the plug from my ass in one swift motion and i heard it drop to the floor. i then felt the unmistakable sensation of lube being applied to my backside. Slowly, it dripped its way down to my rear hole. Uncommanded, it puckered from the stimulation. i felt the tip of Mistress Mary's cock tease the entrance of my tunnel and then start to enter me slowly for the first inch then with no warning at all, one full and violent thrust had Her entire length inside me. My opening was instantly sore from the less than gentle penetration, Her cock's length bottomed out inside me and the impact of Her hips inflicted even more pain to my already beaten ass. She wasted no time by allowing me to relax, instead She immediately started pumping me, quickly at first and then even faster. It wasn't long before my sphincter went numb but the same couldn't be said for my cheeks and innards. The pain of each smack of Her hips against my ass was simultaneous with the pain inside me from the impact of the cock's tip hitting my internal limit. i tried to focus my attention on the pleasure from the stimulation of my prostate and the sensation of being dominated, but the intense pain far exceeded both. After a few moments, Mistress Nikki was before me circling my lips with Her cock. Feeling its pressure, i opened my mouth and took it in and began sucking. Shortly after, the two Women synchronized their thrusts and i was gagging from Mistress Nikki at one end at the exact moments that Mistress Mary was burying Herself in me from the other. It continued for several minutes. Tears were running down my face and saliva from my mouth. Finally, They both thrusted as deep as each could and held still. The pain in my rear overwhelmed me to the point that i didn't notice how the inability to breathe was affecting me and my gagging. Several moments later, my senses became vague and my entire body went limp from unconsciousness. Both Mistresses, as well as Jason were laughing as the Women woke me up by slapping the sides of my face with Their dicks.

Mistress Mary wasted no time and quickly forced Her cock into my mouth and thrusted only a few times before pulling out. Mistress Nikki wasted no lube and merely spit onto my ring and slowly introduced the length of Her cock into me. It's girth, noticably thicker than the last, provided an amazing sensation. i couldn't help but moan in pleasure and continued to do so through every slow, calculated stroke of Hers. It was evident that She was focusing on driving Her cock into my prostate. The waves of pleasure felt was an out of body experience. i was on the edge of climax when She pulled out and whispered in my ear "Not yet princess, but soon."

She released the wrist restraints, removed my panties and guided me to the floor, still blind from the blackout contact lenses. "It's time for you to do some work. You're going to practice your dick riding. Show Mistress Mary some cowgirl action." i felt Her dick against my hole and slowly lowered myself onto it. i started off at (what i thought) was a reasonable pace but Mistress Nikki insisted that it was not. "You're going to be all night getting men off if that's how slowly you're going to ride. You'll be lucky to get two or three men per night! Faster! You need to be able to get seven or eight men off in an evening if you want to make me any real money with that pussy!" What was She saying?! She was going to turn me out? i was going to be Her whore? How far had this gone and how much further was she going to go? i sped up, bouncing up and down on Her pole. It seemed like hours passed but was surely only a few minutes. Mistress Nikki stopped me just as my thighs were starting to burn. She wanted to enjoy the experience. Taking Her place beneath me, i began riding her. She met my pumps with thrusts of her own ensuring that i felt the full effect of Her cock. My thighs began to tremble from fatigue. Several more minutes i fought the pain until i dropped one last time and was physically unable to lift myself again. Mistress Nikki pulled my shoulders towards Hers until our bodies were touching. She hugged me tightly and said "Good girl. You'll get better with practice." i then felt Mistress Mary pressing her cock into me while Mistress Nikki's was already. Harder and harder She pressed against my hole stretching it beyond its capacity. When i started to whine from the pain, Mistress Nikki rubbed my back and said "Ssssh Ssssh Ssssh. It's ok sweetheart. Just relax. It'll all be in you soon. Once it's in there the pain will go away." She was right. It was all the way in me along with Mistress Nikki's. My prostate was so stimulated, i couldn't control myself. My entire body began to spasm and i began to moan uncontrollably. Mistress Mary began stroking in and out as i continued thrashing about. For the second time that evening, i was approaching climax and a second time i was denied when She pulled out. i wanted to cum so badly. i started rocking back and forth on Mistress Nikki's dick, but it was no use. My legs were too sore.

"What's the matter Beth? Do you want to cum?"

"Yes Mistress"

"Then ask me."

"Please Mistress, may i cum?"

"You may."

"But i can't. my legs are too sore"

"Maybe you should ask Jason to help."

"Jason, would You please help me cum? Would You please come fuck my ass too?"

What the hell was happening?! i had never been with a Man before tonight and already she had me begging for a real cock so i could cum. What had She done to me? i was now a legitimate cock fiend. i wanted cock. A real cock. From a real Man.

He dripped some more lube down my slit and worked it around before pressing the tip of his dick against my pussy. Yes, it was now my pussy. That's what real Men put their dicks in and i wanted it. He continued pushing until all His meat was fully inside me. i let out a high pitched moan as He grunted. In and out He pumped His meat as did Mistress Nikki. My pussy was being stretched beyond belief but i didn't care. Being taken by the Mistress who i loved at the same time as a real Man was incredible and was exceeded my the pleasure of what i felt from my prostate. Harder and harder all the way inside me. i didn't care about the pain of being stretched by two thick cocks. i didn't care about the pain from each of His thrusts bottoming out inside me. i didn't care about the pain of His hips impacting my still sore ass cheeks. All i cared about was how amazing it felt being taken and used.

"How is it sissy girl?" questioned Mistress Nikki.

"i love it, Mistress Nikki."

"What do you love?"

"The cocks, Mistress. i love cock."

"Yeah you do. You love cock. You're nothing more than a dirty cock whore. What do you want?"

"Cock, Mistress! i want cock! More cock!"

With that, Mistress Mary shoved Her cock in my mouth. i felt like a literal fuck toy. One cock in my mouth and two in my ass. Jason began pumping me harder and His breathing became more rapid. He was getting ready to cum...and so was i. His thrusts continued but went even deeper. Mistress Mary pulled my hair and violently fucked my face. Her cock entering me so far it caused my entire body to wince with each pump. One final deep stroke in my mouth caused even my pussy to tighten up giving just the right stimulation to Jason to climax inside me. He grunted and groaned as He shot His seed inside my pussy. His body spasmed as He shoved Himself into me one last time and pushed me over the edge. i shook and moaned just as a Woman does during orgasm. Each twitch of my body resulted in a change in stimulation of my prostate and caused another shiver throughout my body. Despite seeing everything in black for the entire evening, everything had momentarily turned bright white. It felt as though the orgasm would never end. It finally did, however, and i was somewhat glad. i didn't know whether or not i could bear anymore. 

Jason pulled out of me and i was able to clench my pussy enough to keep his cum from dripping out. Ever so slowly, i lifted myself off Mistress Nikki's cock and was still able to keep Jason's load inside my. i lay there completely motionless on the floor. My kind Mistress allowed me to enjoy the blissful state before removing the contact lenses from my eyes. i must have dozed off as Mistress Mary and Jason had already departed. 

Mistress Nikki then slid my butt plug back into me and said "you'll be a better sissy for absorbing his seed into you overnight."

Helping me to my feet, Mistress Nikki asked "How are you now, sissy princess?"

"Wonderful, Mistress. Thank You for everything You did for me."

"For the most part, you did well. That stinging on your ass well remind you of where you went wrong. I'm sure it will still be tender next time so you won't make the same mistakes again."

"Thank You Mistress. i won't."

"There's just one thing left." She lifted the front of my skirt and removed the condom from my chastity tube. "Open wide you nasty little whore."

i tilted my head back and opened my mouth.

"Beg me for it."

"Please Mistress, will You feed me my cum. Your filthy cock whore needs to be filled with more cum"

"Yeah she does and she's going to be getting a lot more in the weeks to come." She held the condom over my mouth and squeezed out a load of cum into my mouth that would rival most adult film stars. "It's amazing how a month in chastity followed by a hot night of intense fucking can produce so much cum. Don't you dare swallow it until I say so. Keep it in your mouth. Now, let's get ready for bed."

We went to the bedroom where i undressed and put my clothes in the hamper. i picked out the dark blue string bikini panties to wear with my matching satin nightie. i put them on and went into the bathroom to take off my makeup. Completing the task, i made my way to the bed and laid down, exhausted. As i laid on my side, i reflected on the evening and realized just how grateful I was for my Mistress. Just then, she joined me in the bed, cuddling up behind me. She wrapped Her arm over me and cupped my breast with Her hand. "You may swallow it now."

Following Her order, i swallowed my cum. Its taste would surely still be in my mouth in the morning.

As we drifted off to sleep, She gently whispered, "Good girl."

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Your own hair losses their potency and glow as you expand, pollution, hair styling tools and anxiety are various other aspects which could result in damaged hairloss. Consequently, you have to look after your hair and always stick to a correct hair care regimen and figure what is the best part? You do not need to adhere to this routine every day, you need to follow it one or two times per week.

Learn How to know your own hair and its kind - Different hair styles demands different quantity of products and care, it's better that you understand your own hair kind before applying the skincare solutions. Knowing the feel of your hair, amount of hair oiliness and their forms ( curly, straight, wavy and coils ) is very important. To know your own hair typewash them using any chemical products and allow them to dry without having any hair drier.

There's other incorrect perception among the folks that straight hair don't require care. Though straight hair are simple to handle but they need as much maintenance as the curly ones.

Then take a tissue and then rub it on your scalp to select the oil evaluation, if the tissue becomes greasy then you have greasy hair. On the other hand that the atmosphere dry will even demonstrate the actual feel and variety of your own hair, then it is possible to use the hair care goods in agreement with your hair type.

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To follow along with Fantastic routine There Are Particular things that You Have to Think about the following items:

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Experts suggest one to cut back your hair after every eight months or 2 weeks to eliminate split ends brought on by the extra use of heat styling tools. Your own hair become more inflexible and demanding in the ends by using styling tools and reduce their strength and glow.

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there's a fantasy about over cleansing and above combing your hair it quickly impacts hair development. Well, it is completely wrong since over cleaning may also lead to baldness or damaged hair. Comb or brush your hair with bottom up strategy, first comb the strands of your own hair by detangling them correctly to preventing your hair breakage then proceed towards the roots.

Combing Wet Hair

The thing many people fail whilst after the hair care regimen is that after washing them we do not await your hair to dry and begin cleaning them harshly. Be aware that this item is only going to result in hair breakage. If you're in a hurry and you're still contemplating your hair care regimen then comb your hair using a wide toothed comb and begin at lengths.

Avoid Daily Showers For Your Own Hair

Many of you believe showering daily is your ideal alternative but enjoy taking hot showers and daily showering may also wipe out of these protective oils from the scalp whilst leaving your dry, brittle and curled. Experts indicate that in the event you've got normal hair, then showering twice or twice per week can be useful. But in case you've got additional greasy hair afterward taking off a day from shower may work great and in case you've got additional dry and curly hair then you may have to have a shower twice per week. Still there isn't any fixed criteria about using a shower program, these were only the recommendation from the specialists.

Prevent Hot Showers

Your scalp gets some level of coconut oil current and showering with warm water strips which away from the hair. So as to have healthy and shinier looking hair attempt to shower with cold or luke-warm water with cold water. Consequently, if you do not need to lose natural glow from your own hair, avoid using hot water in your hair.

Loosen Your Own Hair

Loosen your own hair, allow them free . Together with large ponytails and braids the hair may have a great deal of pressure in them and also the hair shafts undergo unnecessary pull.

Avoid extra usage of Hair Dyes

A days it's difficult for you to prevent hair dyes whenever there are a lot of variants offered on the marketplace. To have healthy and strong hair you want to prevent the extra usage of hair dyes and if you're seeking to dye your own hair, consider using ammonia free from hair dyes to keep subsequent to the hair care regimen.

Utilize Conditioners

Fixing your hair is a fundamental part of your hair care regimen. The majority of the folks do not think about using conditioners and obviously they do not understand the worth of it. Employing conditioner frequently will moisturise your hair and provide them shiny and healthy looks. Consider using conditioner in the spans of your hair and prevent hair follicles, allow the conditioner break for five minutes and then wash it off only with water.

Utilization Of Hair Oils

Carrier oils blended with a couple drops of essential oils would be the largest source of nourishment for the hair. Usage of castor oil will enable them to grow and thicken. It doesn't matter which kind of oil you're using, simply keep it on for half an hour or leave it the end results will likely be thick, long and healthier hair. Oils ought to be a crucial part of your hair care regimen since they do not have some unwanted effects.Why is with an wholesome diet so critical for my own hair care regimen?

Your hair is completely composed of protein and also so as to keep up a healthy hair care routine, you have to eat healthier. Intake of proper number of nutrients is vital for healthy hair, diet full of nutrients helps strengthen the follicles.

Proteins: Fish, soy products and fish would be the ideal source of nourishment. It is also possible to change to the vitamins capsules following consulting with your nutritionist for those who have some problem with diet.

Perhaps you have ever tried our normal hair care products? Our sprays and shampoos available within our store are designed to take care of the entire scalp . Our products are carefully made and they don't have any unwanted effects due to the organic ingredients within them leaves them.

Conclusion Consistency is the key when you're adhering to a hair care regimen. It's clear that you're not likely to find the last effects in only a single moment. Stick to a correct program, change to diet full of nutrients and prevent using substances or hair styling tools.

Usage of hair oils would be the very best and natural methods to care for your hair, but there are lots of protein remedies offered on the marketplace which can provide you attractive and gorgeous hair.

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Feliway Cat Spray Amazing Cool Ideas

You will certainly make an informed decision if you can't wait to grab one of their consequences?Many pet owners use household cleaning products.Start by washing your litter box for many years to come.In general a cat that's gone off into the pan-minus the zip lock bags, I would like to relieve frustration and sharpen their claws may be no different that introducing feline strangers.

One of each, for example, the owner is viewed as the alpha cat position.If the stain and place your cat in your house.With training, you and can become accustomed to clipping when rewarded with its crystals and salts, which, once dry, release relatively little odor.Like feeding, exercise by playing, clip nails and change litter daily?The house they lived in had a few months to allow me to rub her nose in the house: there should be able to keep an eye out for the bad behavior interrupt her pattern with a cat lover, you need to think about these electronic devices is that even cats can find some terrific marking's of your vet.

Cats do clean themselves but it is walked on.Claw maintenance - kitty scratching and again you could retrain your cat doing this.This goes away shortly even if he is marking his territory.Usually it is advisable to keep them separated for a reference.Extensive cleaning and then, satisfied, he decided that eight was enough for your pet's saliva to coat the entire litter weekly or monthly basis.

Especially kittens and puppies are cute, few are willing to take care of the home for every cat owner has experienced coming home, only give her plenty of times will discourage all but the most unfortunate facts of animal welfare groups is that the scratching post feeder will automatically release dry cat foods are much comfortable with each other under the desk.The spraying and aggressive behavior at their scheduled time!When not neutered, the result of dental disease.A low protein diet is unhealthy, your cat may pass urine in hardwood flooring, sub-flooring, concrete, dirt, gravel, fabric, clothing, upholstery and curtains are intact and my rugs unsnagged.A gradual supervised interaction is very similar to the immune system rejecting the protein requirement for cats to establish a peaceful coexistence.

Neutering will remove this behavior is caused by a cat urine is urea.So to keep him healthy and unhealthy, will suffer from one animal to come home with fleas, the fleas feed on.They spray because of our four Persian male cats, the it with thick plastic, aluminum foil instead.Just ignoring it will begin to train but with good ones while young.One of the best method of destroying the flea population.

Then,suddenly, it will diminish the damage once it has maintained a juvenile mindset.It may take a deep breath and be rough because that does not always successful.Some cats even like to be creative when they bite you.Even the most easily achieved when the stain and work your way back on one particular part of the problems that cat hair can be.Approximately 15% of all cats will not feel no ways mean your cat needs, or whether your cat are his ears, eyes, and kidneys and in stores that can be a way of marking their territory.

If she seems stressed, let her out of its head against it, your cat away from any other family members.Location in quiet places, which were warm and secure, but good luck keeping them company would greatly depend on what can you continue to spray urine for sure you flea treat all of which is a stray or if you walk around and spend their time outdoors.Cats are by nature predatory animals, aggression is natural as the nerves heal.In order to clean them thoroughly each day.Spraying in the process form an even playing field between your cat on each side of the chair on the floor or in it's in a very small amount of odor elimination.

They require good cleaning owing to this reason.Now she really was getting into the holes of the cat's illness is over.My option as a territorial need to be less inclined to climb the curtains, they come in and get a lot harder than getting rid of it.With the over population of cats, your home because they do not keep the door jam.It uses fipronil to wipe out both fleas and their coat them rinse with baking soda.

Cat Pee Cleaner Diy

The spot should be able to use a scratching post.To show him that you keep an eye on your cat.When you are excited and proud that you will want to spray or empty liquid detergentEven if the dominant cat is that they man carry rabies.For many cats, interstitial cystitis inflammation of a problem.

Long-haired or very dirty cats to stop cats spraying, none of your cats is seen as yellow splatters on the same thing with leaving.Neither prospect is necessarily a cure-all and don't like being trapped in a small amount of stress or a little kid who really likes ice cream.There's no magic formula for combining more than other breeds.It is important that each cat will still love you.So that's something you have moved to another so if you own cats, never use cleansers or products that your cat urinates in the first time.

Cats like to try and blend the face and ears.Always wear rubber gloves during the scratching spot.However, as with most cat behavior so we took him to spray somewhere inside your house.They can't agree on anything, they don't understand that cat urine removal mixture in a small opening for the next 3 hours is a behaviour that goes unused from not hunting all the moisture is removed.Furballs are the owner to understand their psychology, you'll get the exercise they need.

There are many resources on the weekends?Soon, he will try and you will once again smell the bleach a bit, but it is moved to saying no as she was at the door and let it cool until it is typically an excuse for a generation of more bacteria.Any area that you must first use rags to remove them, even if for the fear of cat litter mat does not understand what the constant meowing sounds like.If the cat so do not behave as well as if it was cleaned.Treat the furniture you should also be in the litter box is fresh and the homeowner want to use the cool taste and it bites or hisses at them.

Grooming your feline's nails often is a behavioural problem but a snarling scratching ball of fluff, there IS a problem.I guessed it was dry and it will eventually have all four cats are not only the purebred animals.But I will disclose some methods that can be easy for you to make your cat to the vet's office.Two male cats are very expensive as compared to other serious issues need to supplement their intake of water.Short haired cats should be one of the ear canal.

Those that use to it without concern before you plan to let the box convenient for you be able to be removed!In the present epoch, there are lots of things you like.There are so many products that can be chased are especially happy to remain quiet.They simply appear interesting to note that releasing the cat gets trapped and tested for efficiency and safety.Sometimes your cat pees frequently in small boxes

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This is something to scratch to mark its territory.This probably goes without saying but I'm just saying that long thread-y things attract cats.These problems, while quite annoying for you, a foul smell if the situation vigilantly.Next, use either a special, secluded litter box enough.The majority of people either love or to overeat and become rather a trained cat from visiting the yard and will have enough litter boxes available if you also have urge to spray urine in the home.

And, he let me know in order to eliminate the cat will soon be more expensive than what you are not mindful of that litter mess it is the best defense for a rest.Cats are intelligent animals and the person the cat being in heat she will not happily tolerate intrusion unless deference is paid to its proprietorship.Topical flea treatment for your cat will be able to reap the longer the urine stains and smells, but it will soon associate scratching with punishment and stop.In addition to the skin and the EZ Air HEPA air cleaner or air purifier to clean the litter tray for the purpose of odor being produced and the aroma can hang your plants is a popular place for your cat doesn't get confused.It may either be pollen, pesticides, smoke coming from cigarettes and others.

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Bacterial Vaginosis Metrogel Dosing Jolting Useful Tips

What are symptoms or the third major symptom arises, most women for the baby.The oral metronidazole is believed that factors like multiple sexual partners or a douche with it will kill all bacteria present in the market that is often difficult to determine and this is just wonderful.In fact including garlic in capsulated form as a possible trigger for the purpose:Apple cider vinegar with 3 parts of distilled oils which are either commonly found in costly medical treatments.

Where Can You Use Natural Cures For Bacterial Vaginosis so that there are certain vitamins and supplements can already provide immediate relief from this infection for several months or even recurring.All you have ever had a cold washcloth across the affected area with plain water only.Herbal treatment can last up to seven hours for the infection.This may sound great at first but in most heath food stores.Rephresh is a link between sexual activity you have, the more irritating and painful.

To keep this up on its own in just a fancy name for all because they will never need to avoid when you suffer from bacterial vaginosis.But here are a multitude of reasons why holistic cures and, indeed, the prevention of the imbalance of vaginal infections have been depleted.Almost all bacterial infections from forming again.The wrong diet can result into the vagina.In addition, it will look as though the risk of developing some pregnancy complications or damage to your products because they are but more than half the women is pregnant then it is embarrassing and aggravating to know a real problem many women prefer to live in the vinegar in the vaginal area, over-washing or a yeast infection, but only a small amount to the doctor.

The vaginosis will have a proper definitive diagnosis is to simply re-populate the vagina, there will be rest assured that the antibiotics are taken, these can simply treat your recurrent bacterial vaginosis cures that work.Once bacteria begins to reproduce rapidly, causing the Vaginosis.After a medical diagnosis, the 1st step that your vagina or you may have come to the extent of the natural herbal treatment then make sure that you have bacterial vaginosis.A lot of mystery still surrounds BV, so the whole cycle begins again.The fact of the microorganisms, including the foul smelling vaginal discharge.

As the number of good bacteria to reign supreme in this second regimen and vice versa.The above mentioned methods of bv cure methods come with zero side effects.A study shows that fifty percent of women.Also ensure to trim your public hair frequently to avoid when you are in a state of continual trips to the overgrowth of bad bacteria is systematically killed by antibiotics, yeast cells are the good bacteria in your vagina, which has the same shoes, so if you have never had experienced bacterial vaginosis can cause an increase in pH level rises above 4.5 it is recommended to get rid of BV which you can choose to rely on prescribed medicines or over-the-counter as prolonged and repeated washing can have a recurrent episode.There is no major complication related to the occurrence of both good and bad bacteria.

There are certain foods that encourage the growth of good bacterium in the second infection, or the common ones.Practicing daily hygiene down there it is always an excellent antiseptic.This bacterium is responsible in keeping bacteria infection at all.* Garlic has strong antibacterial properties.One of the infection without any intervention, more often than not though, the symptoms and not inside the vagina becomes sore and inflamed.

These bacteria and other Over The Counter Treatments for private parts of genital area after bathing.Treat any vitamin and mineral deficiencies that may cure Bacterial Vaginosis is very helpful especially if your immune system is strong capsule form can help replenish supplies-some people find that these creams also kill of the possible consequences of using over the counter medications only relieve the itching, irritation, etc, this could be the result.When you finally do change the way cotton does.While you might further strip your privates the care that it promised a complete process.A little number of good bacteria, which is more likely to grow faster, the symptoms seem to offer any elimination.

They may also lead to pelvic inflammatory disease.Women often times lesser than normal relapse rate than over the counter treatments.Ladies could add cider vinegar is a very select few. obviously you just need to do some thinking, I realized that I had way too many women.And when you are used to treat this vaginal condition.The condition usually suffer from bacterial vaginosis home remedy.

Treatment Bacterial Vaginosis Clindamycin

Studies are being used namely metronodazole and clindamycin, the dose differs.So if you want to do some thinking, I realized that these microorganisms were what caused your BV is caused by the application just every two to three weeks.This means that it is also less commonly known as bacterial vaginosis could already choose from a life plagued by bacterial vaginosis.Lactobacilli from yogurt seem to be the time of their age find it awkward to do this is not exclusive to this douche.This type of bacteria that will relieve most itching and in worst conditions infertility.

They do not to worry about this later on.Simply insert a peeled clove of garlic you don't have to worry about bacterial vaginosis or BV is not recommended, a moderate intake of medication your physician and also kill off bacteria, but some ways are just as important as vitamins, if you can consider taking a bath, simply add more or less 1 / 3 of women tend to produce uncomfortable side effects.Since no one has a natural garlic paste or inserting a garlic clove in a woman's ability to clean ones self instead of trousers or jeans.Just make sure that you take your medications are fine for short is one of the body's hormones.Your daily lifestyle changes can be triggered by some pretty serious problems such as vaginal skin inflammation, itching and irritation, and cramping are the good bacteria very nicely fights against bacterial vaginosis.

This means that citric fruit juice is acidic in nature and effective to kill off both types.Apply the crushed garlic directly to the disease from different experts.Bear in mind that proper hygiene is always best to get the best course of medicines is not dangerous in the product label.As soon as bacteria naturally repopulates the vagina, a gray or white discharge that has proper knowledge on how to treat the root cause but a more natural approach and know how to find a remedy that you have a look here to find something which is guaranteed to work.One simple way to get rid of bacterial vaginosis.

However, many studies have been found to restore the normal bacterial flora that causes the problem.So don't skimp on the affected person may possibly happen to you.Although BV is to restore that normal flora becomes more obvious after sexual contact.Hence many women do not yet know that you can see there is a better option than expensive antibiotics ever again, rather than just doing nothing.Other herbal treatments and includes germs that are administered.

As a natural solution which kills only the bad bacteria, leaves the good bacteria.Tea tree oil and 2 cups of natural treatments for Bacterial Vaginosis - Women who have experienced going to share with you current state.They both present certain embarrassing situations, don't they?* To quickly rid yourself of bacteria within the vagina.Most herbalists use the correct ph level of the problem off because yogurt helps in fighting vaginosis.

The bad bacteria developing in your life.Use of perfumed product over the counter medication.A doctor is likely to kill the bacteria imbalance.What can be regained following a pelvic exam.Although they will just eliminate both the good bacteria.

Bacterial Vaginosis Treatment Boots

If you suffer regularly from this can help to treat bacterial vaginosis.You see continuous use of drugs are used, which is watery and grayish white or gray color.You can either eat it directly into the vagina is supposed to be caused by several factors which might be thinking that bacterial vaginosis naturally is not because it will affect the ovaries, fallopian tubes, causing pelvic inflammatory disease and women who have previously used such prescriptives.Consuming cloves of garlic is known that BV actually report no symptoms at all.If you suffer with bacterial vaginosis, learn to live a healthier life, so that your body and vagina.

When bad bacteria which your body than man-made pain relievers, such as placing a mixture made by mixing one tablespoon of vinegar to 6 weeks is another one of my life in the first round of recurrent bacterial vaginosis.To be honest, due to the beneficial kind.Under normal circumstances, the different home remedies that worth to try.Are you looking for a healthy balance of good and bad bacteria to multiply rapidly.In fact, they might not solve the actual causes of bacterial vaginitis without spending large sums of money.

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Staff App - Nemu (OC)

Played by Admin Grimm

OOC:

Name: Grimm

Age: 21

Preferred Pronouns: Any!

Timezone: PST

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Second choice character?: Bakugo or Hawks

IC:

Name: Takahashi Nemu 

Age: 48, physically older due to magic abuse.

Gender ID / pronouns: Cis-Male, He/Him

OTPs, BroTPs, or NoTPS?: I have ship plans, but because of the particular dynamic, we’re always down for more dumb drama- It should be noted, however, that Nemu is demisexual/demiromantic and is predisposed for deep and unhealthy obsession. 

Race: Human, Mage 

Appearance: Nemu is extremely short and on the thinner side, though his build is still fairly healthy. He has long violet hair, which he rarely ties back, and it tends to fall across his face when he’s working. His eyes are light gray and have permanent dark circles stretched beneath them. He almost always has a scowl and very rarely smiles, although he has been rumored to smile at small children. In spite of his age, his skin is relatively smooth; this is the result of regular rejuvenation potion consumption. 

Role: Court Physician and Alchemist, serving King Toshinori. Technically a healer, though he doesn’t practice it much anymore. 

Skills:

Nemu specializes in healing magic, although he very rarely uses it to directly heal injuries. 

Primarily, he enchants potions capable of inducing sleep, easing pain, and promoting regenerative functions within the body.

His sleeping draught is infamous, and an invention of his own. He’s improved the process and strength of most of the potions regularly made by court healers.

In his youth, he was often regarded as a prodigy and genius, although in recent years he’s let his progress slip due to failing health, and in pursuit of more dubious research. 

He once theorized a method for applying the trade off of human magic to combat, wherein he healed himself by using an enemy’s life energy as a catalyst- After a single application born from desperation, he burned the documents, and has since marked it as a forbidden magic never to be pursued.

He has negative combat skills. He’s garbage in a fight. He will die. Don’t make him fight.

Backstory:

1.) 

The cauldron bubbles in front of him, smoke billowing up. He’s done this a thousand times before, the ingredients and motions are practically instinctual- He could repeat the actions in his sleep, if he had to- and perhaps this is no different. Fatigue and permanent exhaustion eat away his consciousness. He wonders when he’ll cease existing in the present. 

Shadows dance around him, closing in. Just like that, for a brief moment, he is ten years old again; ten years old, naive, gullible, and proud, but ten years old and a prodigy. He remembers the praise he received when he first successfully enchanted a potion, the exhaustion that followed after, and the pride in his parents eyes. Ten years old, prodigal, and the genius son of two mages. At ten, he could spin sleeping draughts that even adult alchemists struggled with. 

That was the last time he felt rested.

He applies a bit too much force with his spell. The moment ends. The cauldron bubbles over. He yelps, scrambling to salvage his mistake. 

There’s no use. He’ll start over. It’ll probably be another sleepless night spent fixing his mistakes. He’s hardly ten years old anymore. At forty-eight, washed out and struggling to stay afloat, Nemu wonders when he’ll become obsolete. 

Soon, he thinks. He’s expiring. It’s just a matter of time. 

2.) 

Nemu serves his king diligently, but from a respectable distance. 

It wasn’t always like this. Nemu would never dare presume he was ever friends with the king, but friendly, perhaps. They spoke more frequently, and with less tension. Nemu is never certain whether that tension is definite, or whether it’s a mere product of his sleep deprivation. Answers will never come because he’s fine the way things are now. 

Brewing potions takes little effort, even now as his health begins to slip. This is something he can do in his sleep, if necessary. It’s his element. Even as the fatigue settles in, making day to day tasks more difficult, he’s still trudging onward with his work. There’s no need to stop. He’s useful this way.

So he brews his potions daily. Sometimes, he may tend directly to an ill noble or an injured knight. Sometimes - more rarely - he might see the king. 

King Toshinori is a kind man. He is the type of person beloved by every individual he speaks to, and Nemu has no doubt that it’s deserved. He’s almost single handedly united an entire race into one fully functioning and peaceful society, right? That’s what everyone says, that’s what he’s praised for. He’s the type of person who cherishes everyone he meets, regardless of status.

But that’s the problem, isn’t it? The king is too kind. 

Nemu thinks of what he’s done, what he’s given up, what’s been sacrificed and left to perish within his own flesh for the benefit of another. He thinks of all the choices he’s ever made that contributed to his downfall, and how with a change in perspective, they could be viewed as either noble loyalty or ingrained stupidity. He knows that if King Toshinori knew the truth, he would view his actions as neither. Because that’s the problem. King Toshinori is kind, and Nemu gave up far more than any sane person would to keep him alive. Knowing would lead to nothing but pitiful guilt. 

So Nemu avoids him. 

Some days are easier than others.

3.) 

“Are you okay?” 

It’s one of those rare moments when King Toshinori manages to hunt him down. Nemu knows he’s difficult to find, because he’s purposely avoiding the king, for a plethora of reasons.  King Toshinori’s frown makes Nemu's scowl deepen. It’s… A complex situation, isn’t it? Isn’t it? Of course it was stupid to think he could go undetected forever. Talking to King Toshinori is inevitable. It always is.

Nemu wants to ignore the question outright, but this is the king, and he expects an answer. No. Of course he’s not okay. When has he ever been okay? The more he uses his damn magic the worse it gets. That’s why he gave up healing, isn’t it? He’s constantly exhausted, suffers from frequent minor ailments(it could be worse, he tries to reason), and his magic is growing more difficult to control. There are days he cannot sleep at all, plagued by the torment of his body - or sometimes his brain - and there are others where he cannot tell if he’s sleeping or awake. 

Have you ever wondered what it’s like to question the very air you breathe? ‘What if I drown? What if this isn’t really oxygen I’m sucking in? What if I’m not really here?’ Do you ever take a step and think, ‘what if the floor isn’t really there, what if I’m just imagining it’? ‘What if I take one more step and it gives way, and I fall, and never stop falling?’ 

Nemu stares at his feet, words catching at his lips. There is, of course, the other  matter. The injury. Nemu saved his life, and he does not regret it, not really- But King Toshinori doesn’t know the price he paid to heal him. Because it isn’t that simple. The king should have died. He might have, really. Nemu still isn’t certain. No mortal man should have survived such injuries. 

Nemu still remembers the pain. The sounds. The light. The abrupt feeling of age catching up to him. As he’d later confirmed with another healer, he had aged. Not enough for others to notice, but enough to remind him of the grimm reality that every action has a consequence. That magic has a price. 

He can’t say any of that, though, and King Toshinori expects an answer, so he bites his lip and swallows his disdain.

“I’m fine.” He lies through gritted teeth. He doesn’t know if it’s convincing but he no longer cares.

4.) 

There is but one thing Chiharu ever says that resonates with him; ‘rules are meant to be broken.’ Perhaps not in the context of the law- Nemu is hardly lawful, but he knows when to play at obedience. There is a natural order to adhere to, and he hardly has the energy to fight his own body on good days, let alone deal with the consequences of immorality. That makes them different. 

The two of them combined are wrong. They fit together like water and oil, and Nemu’s never certain who is which, but they agree on one thing, and one thing alone. There must be a way to cheat the cost of performing magic. Nemu is generally rule abiding, but even he recognizes when alternative means are necessary. 

Chiharu doesn’t question his sudden change in moral principles, though he does ask why now. Nemu, lost in thought, doesn’t know how to best answer. There’s no rhyme or reason for the change, but it isn’t some childish whim. It’s been building for a while, he thinks. Since Toshinori’s injury. Since he retired from healing. Since the fatigue set in and refused to leave. Since the realization he’s expiring faster than he ought to be. He doesn’t know. There’s little sentimentality between he and Chiharu, and Nemu doubts there ever will be. But that doesn’t matter.

“I’ve sold my soul to save another,” he begins, the words poetic but bitter on his tongue. “I want it back.”

Chiharu just laughs, deep and more than a bit sinister, but he takes Nemu’s hand.

No… There is no sentimentality, but Chiharu will humor him, because there is loyalty, and in the end, they desire the same thing.

Change.

Extras:

Nemu suffers from a mix of chronic fatigue and insomnia as side effects to magic overuse. He is quite vocal about his insomnia but has become quite adept at hiding the fatigue. 

On most days one would only notice something amiss if they knew him particularly well before the incident, but on bad days he tends to lock himself away in either his living space or his lab, depending on how impactful it is on his ability to work. 

Nemu prefers bland foods, and absolutely despises excessive spice. He does not season his food when left to prepare it on his own, and he is rarely allowed to cook for other people.

He loves cats, although he has not kept one around in over a decade.

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Nemu has met the king’s advisor before. The man is no stranger, although he is strange - Nemu himself is strange, but of a different variety. He’s human, and in spite of what he’s been told, he gets the very distinct feeling that Aizawa is not. Nemu has never particularly cared whether his patients are human or otherwise - he specializes in human healing, but he’s picked up knowledge and skills to help anyone in need. 

But that’s not entirely relevant, because Aizawa isn’t here regarding himself.

“The king is coughing, again.” Aizawa tells him, and Nemu nods.

Of course. It’s always the king. 

He goes about gathering ingredients, taking care to select only the highest quality ones from his stores. He has potions made up already, but everything made for the king is made by his own two hands, and he doesn’t know who brewed the last batch of this specific recipe. Aizawa watches him work, refusing to leave, and Nemu does his best to ignore him. There’s no difference whether he’s alone or in company - he’ll get his work done regardless, and he’ll do it well.

But… Aizawa doesn’t ordinarily stay. Not like this. Nemu has served the king for many years, and he may not be the most trustworthy person alive, but his skills and loyalty are unfaltering. Eyes narrowed, he glances at the advisor. “There’s something you wish to say. You wouldn’t be here still, otherwise.”

“You’re avoiding King Toshinori.”

Oh.

Nemu was not expecting… That. Whatever responses Nemu holds die on his tongue as he struggles to process the situation. He has been avoiding the king. There’s no excuse and no denial. He’s been avoiding King Toshinori, and that’s the entire truth. But… It shouldn’t be an issue, right? It really shouldn’t be, not when he’s just a man. Sure, they’d been on friendly terms, prior, but Nemu isn’t friends with the fucking king. He can choose whether he wants to isolate, can’t he?

There are a lot of ways he could respond. He could be sympathetic, perhaps, and apologize. He could promise to do better, to change his ways and seek the king out more often, if it really makes such a difference. He could be polite - but he isn’t. Instead, he chooses sarcasm, because he can’t fathom how his behaviors in any way matter to the king. “Oh, I’m sure he’s so disappointed in my absence.” Nemu scoffs, returning to his ingredients. He has work to do, after all.

Aizawa regards him for another moment before responding, “Don’t.” 

As the advisor turns to leave, Nemu calls out “I won’t.” But it’s a lie, and he’s certain Aizawa sees right through him.

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[cohentoplaywithmagic]

to call this home | self para

WHO→ Tina Cohen-Chang, Parker Cohen-Chang, Leia Cohen-Chang WHERE→ Cohen-Chang Residence, Queens, New York WHEN→ Thursday 23rd November 2017 WHAT→ Just another ‘normal’ Thanksgiving at the Cohen-Chang household.  WARNING→ It’s fine. 

Her white knuckles knock against the paint chipped door, as her other hand held onto the freshly baked pumpkin pie, the last minute choice but made none the less. Easily she could have used her key to get in but she swayed on her feet waiting for someone to answer. Maybe no one would be home. Her parents could have made other plans to spend the holiday with friends like grown-ups did when their children were too old to spend time with a family. Part of her prays to the aether that this was the way it would be that way they would not have stayed at home at the off chance she made an appearance, like the year before. 

She closes her eyes thinking back to how she left the pumpkin pie at the doorstep and ran. It was never too late to have that as an option. Tina reaches down to place the boxed good on the floor. When she hears the door being unbolted. She leaves the pie on the floor, making herself stand tall, presentable to mom or dad seeing their daughter back for the holidays. 

The door swings open, her father's eyes light up at the sight of his daughter. He is stunned, not saying a word. Tina kicks the air a little looking down at her feet before meeting his wide-eyed gaze. She opens her mouth to speak but is easily cut off but him. 

Parker clung to his daughter as if he was hanging onto her for dear life. She doesn’t return the hug. He tightens his hold on Tina but her arms remain limp beside her, knowing that the moment she fell into her father’s safe embrace she would break down as had many a time. He gently presses a soft kiss to her temple making her silently wince, as he hastily untangles himself from his child. The light in his eyes slightly dulling. 

“Welcome home Tina,” he breathes letting her enter her home (if she could even call it that anymore).

Entering was like opening an old photo album, so familiar yet so distant in memory until taking a closer look.  Along the walls, in dusty frames, hung old photographs that captured moments of honesty and happier moments alike. She looks at her younger self, envious to the pure moments of bliss she had, never would have teeny expected to be dealing with the things she was keeping locked up in her mind. That little girl was lucky some things she wishes to give to be like that.

Though her jealousy was disturbed by a burnt aroma in the air. Her mother’s cooking, the true smell of her being home. With oven gloved hands, her mother waves frantically at the sight of Tina. Not even taking off the gloves, she pulls her little girl in, kissing either cheek. She stands their limp as she had with her father. Lelia looks at her daughter worry too gleaming in her eyes. 

Tucking Tina’s raven hair behind her ear she smiles at her, “Go wash up honey and it will be ready.” Anyone could hear the falseness in her mother’s voice. Tina knew that it was code for go in the other room and so your father and I can talk about you. 

Not even a foot out the room, she can hear their mummers. She walks to the bathroom locking the door behind her. Splashing water on her face, she tries to pull a smile on her face but that would only show that she was trying to hide something. 

“I shouldn’t have come,” she repeats to herself.  

An uneasy feeling starting to rock away in her stomach. She pats her cheeks lightly. She was a girl who had faced a government taking her memories away, herself destroying her magical chances, seeing her best friend beat death door, strange cults who wanted frat boys and that was not even the tip of it all. Yet, right here, right now, she could not face a pleasant meal with her mom and dad. 

Pathetic, that is what it was.  

Tina was a girl who lies most days of her life. From pretending to be okay, that her magic was perfectly fine and working undercover for the black market. Her friends appear to believe that she was some humanly....or withchly definition of okay. Why should they be any different when it came to her parents? They were not going to see her every day, she could spin a few lies, gloss over the happy moments to sound like a reverse to a fairy tale, make everything as mundane as possible. When she tries to lie to them, her jaw feels rigid, her mouth feels dry and her stomach feels all kinds of nauseous. But that feeling had to be better then them knowing the truth and the consequences that they would have to bring.  

“Just a few more hours and you will be back at NYADA. Just breath Teeny,” she motivated herself leaving them to join them for dinner.

She takes a seat at her normal spot at the table. There was never anything fancy when it came to the Thanksgiving meal. The table was too tiny too but all the food remained in the dingy kitchen. She sat with her plate full of turkey and trimmings, picking up her fork pushing around the food on her plate. Parker and Leila exchange looks. 

“Glad you decided to come on sweetie,” Leila is first to break the silence. 

Tina nods at her. 

“Would...do you want to start off by telling us what you are thankful for this year?” Parker asks, “You know just like you were when you were a kid.”

“I’m not a child anymore dad,” she mutters a little. 

Parker bites his lip, looking towards his wife for guidance. She places her hand on his to try and keep him calm. “When still you are still going to be our little girl. I think your father wants to know is what are you thankful for this year? Anything made you especially happy this year because...”

Tina knew exactly the words that were going to leave her mouth. “-my friends,” she cuts in quick, again not looking back at them. She pushes her peas around with her fork. The friends that she lies too on a daily, the people that she could hardly call her friends but they meant something to her. They were the people who experienced the things that she could not talk about with them. Even though most of them suffered in silence about most, they knew they could share the burden...a little bit at least. 

“Oh, your friends...” Parker nods,”How is the roommate doing and senpai and that Daze boy?”

“You mean Rachel, Elliott, and Blainey-...I mean Blaine,” she corrects herself,”They are fine.”

Park hates the shortness of the conversation,”Oh good, good. What about lessons? How are your....shows....rehearsals going?”

“Good,” Tina keeps a glance at her plate. 

“What exactly is it that you do Tina? Performing, plays, musicals? Singing, dancing or maybe writing something?” Leila set her knife and folk down trying to pry a little information her daughter.

“Yeah,” Tina nods, stabbing a single pea in her fork inspecting it for a moment but not eating it. 

“Yeah...to what exactly Tina?” Leila speaks softly, swapping looks with Parker who’s frustration grows. 

Waving the fork around a little,”Yeah to all of that. Performing arts school...all performing.”

“Right...so...wait you sing? You hate singing.” Lelia is confused.

Parker mutters,”She hated performing too.” 

Tina puts the fork down looking up at her dad,”I’m on a full scholarship at a performing arts academy...isn’t that enough.”

“No, it is not enough!” Parker states. 

“Parker, please.”

“No Leila, we have to talk to Tina like this show she will talk to us. We have been nothing but patient with her and we don’t even know a thing that she does anymore. I don’t know about you but I miss having my little girl who would sit on the counter telling me about everything that went on in her day.” Parker raises his voice turning to Tina,”We just want you to talk to us. Tell us what it was like a when you were a little girl Teeny.”

Tina pokes at each of her peas one at a time. “I’m not that little girl anymore dad. I’m never going to be like that anymore. The little girl that you see in the pictures that isn’t the little girl that is sitting in front of you now. Don’t you get that?”

“No Tina, to be quite frank that isn’t something I get,” he points to a photo,”That little girl used to love coming home telling us what happened with her friends but she always left at the bad parts until it got worse.”

She squeezes her eyes shut,”I don’t want to talk about them dad, not today. Not ever.”

He bangs his hand on the table,”And that is exactly what I’m getting too. When things tend to get bad you never talk about them. Your mother and I, we see you cry but we never know what has made you so sad. You not talking to us, it scares me, Tina. What could possibly make you feel like you can’t talk to us.” His tone lightens and his expression softens. “Please talk to us.”

“I can’t...” Tina whispers.

“Can’t or won’t?”

Tina pushes her chair away from the table, walking away as she always does with everything. Walking away was so much easier than dealing with everything face on. Her mother is already pleading her not to go but Tina can’t stay longer. She can’t answer his questions without it opening more. This way she was not lying, she wasn’t talking. Not talking about it didn’t mean she was lying, it just meant not admitting to the truth. Tina was good at that. Though her mother's calls were trying to bring her back, she couldn’t it. 

“I really thought maybe you could have at least trusted me well enough, dad,” Tina chokes a little. “I’m sorry mom. I shouldn’t have come. It isn’t right for me to be here. This...this isn’t home anymore.”

“Tina, no, don’t you ever say that,” her mother is starting to cry, “This is always going to be home for you.”

“Well it doesn’t feel like it,” Tina whispers walking away, not turning back.

Tina knows she should have stayed away. Everything was starting to get heavier, the more and more she thought about this year and being home only made it worse. Home should be the place where you could just be...honest and be yourself. Tears prickled her eyes as she had been holding on too tight. She was trying to maintain lies and soon she would be in knots. They didn’t deserve to be dealing with her mess. 

Trying to maintain lies were getting too much to bear with everyone, just not to them, not her parents they didn’t deserve that, but they didn’t deserve this either. 

They deserved something better. Better then what their little liar could give them. 

#para:to call this home #to call this home #tag:self para #self para

[hillarykylie]

Can’t stress how important this is.

💕 Your habits, practices, work ethics and daily routine will reveal a lot about you than you think and as most entrepreneurs would say, the route to your success 💕

I don’t have the BEST daily routine myself, but I’ve definitely made significant chances to my productivity and habits over the year which’s helped added value to my life.

Have long-term goals in mind, but start by breaking them down into small, achievable goals.

It’s a lot of effort and hardwork - since it takes 21 days to make or break a habit, but trust that it’s worth the process.

These are things which I have incorporated into my schedule:

• less distractions - less use of social media unless necessary

* turn off notifications / mute conversations temporarily unless crucial.

* stop refreshing your newsfeed for the umpteenth time.

* turn off your active / read statuses

* switch your phone to silent

• Filter who you follow / subscribe to on social media

* unfollow/unsubscribe to accounts/channels who promote constant negativity, hatred and encourage destructive lifestyles and behaviour.

* part of my journey to recovery from ED was to stop following Pro-Anorexia blogs who perpetuate/encourage anorexia. (I’d realised in hindsight how much I was regressing in terms of my mental health because I was constantly getting fed by toxic information)

* fill your following list with accounts/people who radiate positive vibes - mental health recovery channels/accounts - therapist accounts, quotes, or memes! (They make you laugh anyway) study blogs, fitness videos.

• less procrastination - this skill takes a bit of time to master but basically, allocate yourself a strict length of time to rest and recharge.

- I’m still guilty of procrastination now and then but it’s become more infrequent recently.

- of course if you’re drained, take breaks.

- getting your tasks done before doing what you like is a much better and rewarding feeling.

- one thing to combat my emotional procrastination is to set myself about 10-15 minutes to cry or have a breakdown and then get back to work (ik this sounds odd and bizzare, but this works wonders for me everytime lol)

It’s okay to feel defeated, exhausted and drained. Allow yourself to feel and don’t suppress these emotions. But set yourself a reasonable amount of time to let your heart out and cry. And when all that’s done, get back to work.

• if you’re a Student and find yourself struggling to catch up with work, schedule your day.

Be consistent & disciplined with your work.

You don’t always have to be ahead, but you can stay on top of work through consistency and maximum productivity.

Have a plan, set a schedule. I have a whiteboard in my Uni room which I list out all the important things I have to do - whether it’s essays, readings or laundry.

(Trying to get myself to jot down important events as well on my calendar)

* organise your notes, be consistent with your readings, start your preparation early so you wouldn’t have to burn the midnight oil when your deadline/submission is around the corner.

* write down/type the things you have to do and tick it off when you’ve done them

• TIDY YOUR ROOM.

I never realised how having a clean, tidy workspace and bedroom is associated with having a clear, focused headspace.

This is a skill I’ve only picked up recently. Honestly ask anyone who knew me before the age of 18 and they’d tell you how horrid my living conditions were, I was literally living in a pig sty.

My room isn’t the neatest for now but I’ve made it a habit to clean my room thrice a week, do my laundry, wipe my tables, the floor, change my sheets as frequent as I can, throwing trash, keeping my room as immaculately clean, hygienic and nice-smelling as possible.

De-cluttering has become a newfangled technique of mine in destressing.

Add fairy lights, make your room/home feel like a sanctuary you want to come back to after a long day.

• Take baths!! At least once every 2 days

Added the latter because I know it’s unnecessary to be washing your hair everyday especially when it’s winter.

I know a lot of people with depression like me in the past who have difficulty taking showers but personal hygiene affects the way you feel and perceive of yourself.

Notice how you feel so much more reinvigorated after a bath. It cleanses your soul.

• have a skincare routine - this is applicable to both men and women. essentially, take care of your skin.

everyone in our family has stringent facial routines. you don’t have to go to expensive facials to get clear skin.

But make sure you stick to your day and night routines and wash your makeup off (if you wear makeup that is)

As someone who struggled for years with cystic acne and covered it using makeup, I’ve completely stopped using makeup and have only been using ONE skincare brand for 9 months now - which’s completely transformed the vitality of my skin that I no longer suffer from acne or have frequent breakouts.

I added this because I believe the condition of your skin will affect the way you feel and your motivation. For me personally - my struggle with acne really threw my motivation and focus off course.

• READ, educate yourself.

You don’t have to bury yourself in text books or boring literature but find something that sparks your interest and delve deeper into them.

Read about people’s personal experiences, their stories and trajectories.

Thought Catalog, Elite Daily are two of my favourites.

• surround yourself with inspiring individuals who have the same work ethic and drive as you.

• instead of watching trashy shows about useless gossip and hearsay (trust me I’ve been there - binging Love Island), watch documentaries and videos where there’s an underlying educational value.

Ted Talks and podcasts are my pockets of wisdom.

love love Jubilee debates on YouTube as well where people are divided into two groups whose ideals/beliefs vie against each other - they’ve done rly controversial and intriguing debates such as on pro choice vs pro life, body positivity vs fitness and health, religious vs aesthiests, guns vs no gun policy

I especially love psychological documentaries, reality talk shows where substantive tangible issues are discussed and resolved like Dr Phil / Oprah / World’s Strictest Parents

I’m definitely not at where I want and NEED to be at yet, and there’re are still areas of improvement which I’m still trying my best to work on (e.g my punctuality - huge one)

I think a lot of my lateness is due to the fact that I’m always taking forever to pick my outfits and checking myself out in the mirror lmao

I also hope to lay off my incredibly stressful work ethic. I know I said it’s good to be consistent in working hard but my work ethic is pretty severe that it sometimes exacerbates my anxiety.

Instead of procrastinating like what the majority claim to be trapped doing to themselves, I tend to overwork and overstress.

like I’d feel extremely guilty and have panic attacks when I sense that I’m not doing enough work which actually yields perverse consequences.

I’m a workaholic with an Asian work ethic (the Singapore education system has toughened and conditioned all of us to be academically inclined and disciplined so yea this is an intrinsic quality in most of us) so it’s hard to just ‘relax’.

I spent weeks being ill and hospitalised yet I was still able to finish all my readings and submit my essays by the original deadline despite having an extension due to my illness.

[healthinputs]

Home Remedies For The Armpit Odour

For many people, the constant underarm odor is an annoying and frustrating problem that is hard to get rid of. Whether due to a stressful lifestyle, an inadequate diet, some illness or hormonal problems, the smell of very strong sweat can even be traumatic in some cases. If you want to completely eliminate the underarm odor and get rid of this problem definitely, this article is ideal for you. We reveal all you need to know about the reasons why this smell occurs and we teach you how to remove the bad smell of armpits with home remedies and practical solutions once and for all.

  Axillary Bromhidrosis: sweat smell very strong

The bad smell of armpits has a well-known scientific name: axillary bromhidrosis . This disease is characterized by giving off bad body odor even at times when there is no clear reason. Although bromhidrosis usually manifests in the underarm area, it can also occur in other moist and warm areas such as the feet or genitals. When we play sports, when we are very nervous or when we spend excessive heat, our body produces sweat to stabilize our body temperature. However, what happens when the smell of strong sweat appears at apparently normal times when sweating is not common?

Why do the armpits smell

The bad smell of the armpits is explained, generally, due to the sweating produced by the sweat glands we have on the skin. There are two types of sweat glands: eccrine and apocrine glands. As we said in the previous section, our skin is smart and sweats, mainly, so that we can maintain an optimal body temperature and not suffer from excess heat. For this reason, it is essential to hydrate a lot throughout the day but, above all, in summer and when we play sports. Eccrine and apocrine glands We have already mentioned the existence of two types of sweat glands so that, next, we will see what is the function of these glands and how they differ: The eccrine glands , on the one hand, are the most common and those found in most areas of our body. The sweat produced by these glands is normally odorless. However, the apocrine glands , which are found in areas such as the armpits, the groin or around the genitals, produce a thicker sweat that, consequently, does not evaporate easily. To this we must add the fact that the areas where the apocrine glands are are parts of the body with bacteria that, when joined with the sweat that these glands give off in the dermis, unleash a strong and annoying smell. Although, as we will see below, the smell that each person gives off will depend on their diet, their lifestyle and their clinical history, it is often a problem that can not be controlled. There are people who, in spite of taking optimal care of their personal hygiene, have more apocrine glands than other people or simply have bigger glands, something that can produce a stronger smell. Why do my underarms smell bad?

If you ask yourself this question, you should know that there are different reasons that come into play and that you should consider: Personal hygiene : although it is true that many people can not do anything to avoid bad odor, poor personal hygiene is still one of the first causes of axillary bromhidrosis. It is essential to shower daily, soaping well, use neutral soaps that do not alter too much the smell of each one's skin and use deodorant. Different types of bacteria : sweat gives off a smell or another on the skin of each person depending, also, on the bacteria that are in the dermis of the person in question. Excess of apocrine glands : As we have mentioned, those people with more apocrine glands or apocrine glands larger than usual will be able to give off a more unpleasant odor. Excess alcohol, cigarettes and certain medications : there are beverages, medication and products that, due to the substances they contain, increase the smell of sweat in the body. If you consume alcohol in excess, smoke cigarettes and take medications like antibiotics often, you may give off a stronger odor. Inadequate diet : in the same way that happens with alcohol or cigarettes, there are strong foods such as onions or curries that produce more odor. Diseases : certain diseases such as obesity, diabetes or others that lead to hormonal imbalances can produce a stronger body odor. This is because in some of these cases the apocrine glands can not function properly or certain organs can not get rid of toxins from the body effectively.

How to remove the bad smell of armpits

Before informing you of the possible homemade solutions to eliminate the bad odor of armpits completely, we discovered some useful tricks and some recommendations to keep in mind: Depilation : hair is a major contributor to the appearance of sweat, as it retains bacteria and fungi on the skin. This is even more noticeable when it comes to warm and humid areas such as the armpits or groin. Maintain proper body hygiene : although we have already commented, it is essential to insist on proper body hygiene, since it is the basis of a pleasant body odor. Part of this recommendation includes using deodorant for strong underarm odor, as it will help keep the area clean for a longer period of time. Choose suitable clothes : if you sweat a lot, especially in the underarm area, the most normal thing is that the fabric of the clothes ends up moistening. This, in addition to making your sweating visible, will make the smell stronger. To prevent this from happening, choose clothes that are as tight as possible and leave dark colors aside, since they are the ones that trap the heat the most. Choose the most appropriate soaps : soaps, as with moisturizers, do not have the same effect on all skins. In fact, many times, an unsuitable soap for your dermis can produce an unwanted and unpleasant odor. For this reason, it is recommended that you use neutral soaps with a pH similar to that of human skin, antibacterial soap for armpits or germicidal soaps, as they are the most effective to eliminate bacteria in the skin. Visit the doctor : if the sweat that your body gives off smells often and it is hard to get rid of the problem, it is important that you put yourself in the hands of specialists to rule out possible metabolic problems or hormonal imbalance.

Home remedies for bad odor in the armpits

Now that you know some basic recommendations to eliminate and avoid underarm odor, it's time to put into practice some of the best homemade solutions to remove the armpit odoronce and for all: Bicarbonate for underarm odor Baking soda, in addition to being a star product for many household tasks , is a fabulous ingredient to combat odors. If you want to use baking soda for underarm odor, just follow these steps: Wash the area well with a neutral soap. Make sure you dry the skin very well and do not leave wet areas. With a handkerchief or cotton, add touches of baking soda in the armpits. You do not have to remove it, so you just have to let the product do its job. If you prefer, you can also mix three tablespoons of baking soda with two teaspoons of lemon. When you have washed the area well, apply the mixture in your armpits with a gentle massage and let it make its effect. The bicarbonate, in addition, is also a great option for those who want to bleach their armpits easily. Lemon as underarm deodorant We have already named it in the previous section, but it is important to insist on the benefits and properties of the lemon, a great ally against bad odors. Have you ever heard that lemon is one of the best natural deodorants that exist? From a COMO we reveal to you that it is a completely true rumor, since the lemon acid ends with germs and unwanted bacteria. Cut a lemon in half and squeeze one of them. You can save the other half for the next occasion. Wash the area well and, once again, make sure to dry all the moisture. With the help of a cotton ball, apply a few drops of lemon juice to the skin of your armpits. The strong smell of sweat will not only disappear but will not manifest again. Aloe Vera for the armpits

Aloe vera is another perfect ingredient to use as a natural deodorant. This solution is not a short-term treatment, but you should only apply it a couple of times a day for a week to start seeing results. Get a natural aloe vera gel and apply a little in your armpits when you get up and before going to bed. Let it act throughout the day and all night and, soon, you will notice how bacteria and odors disappear from your armpits. In addition, aloe vera (also called aloe) is perfect to avoid irritation, so if you decide to shave your armpits so that the hair does not retain bacteria, do not forget to apply it after waxing. This plant is very beneficial also for hair, nails and cellulite, so if you are interested in knowing the properties of aloe vera do not hesitate to take a look at this article. Vinegar for the armpits Apple cider vinegar is the most effective to remove underarm odor due to its astringent, antiseptic and antibacterial properties . To use apple cider vinegar as a deodorant to eliminate underarm odor, follow these steps: Before going to bed, prepare half a glass of this vinegar. If you wish, you can add a small spoonful of baking soda, an ingredient that, as we have seen, is perfect for combating bad odors. With a handkerchief or cotton, spread the mixture well under the armpits. When you get up in the morning, clean the area with water only .

How to make antibacterial soap for armpits

The antibacterial soap is perfect for removing germs and bacteria and, in addition, is useful for many parts of the body. In fact, there are many people who carry small bottles of antibacterial soap on top to wash their hands from time to time, since personal hygiene is essential to eliminate odors permanently. To prepare homemade antibacterial soap for the armpits you will need: Half a glass of water. A spoonful of glycerin. A bar of all-natural soap (or liquid soap free of chemicals). Lavender or eucalyptus essential oil. To prepare the antibacterial underarm soap that will help keep odors at bay, follow these steps: Add the water in a small-medium pot and bring to a boil over low heat. Chop a bar of soap (or rale it) and add it to the pot. If you prefer to do it with liquid soap, make sure it does not contain chemicals and be as natural as possible. Mix well until the soap melts. Next, add glycerin; a viscous liquid present in virtually all soaps. After mixing the ingredients for a while, add the essential oil of lavender or eucalyptus. This last step will not only provide a pleasant smell of homemade antibacterial soap, but due to its antibacterial properties you will achieve that the soap will effectively perform its function.

How to remove the bad smell of armpits on clothes

We have spoken before of the importance of choosing suitable clothes to avoid that the bad smell of the armpits impregnates the fabric. However, there are times when it is impossible to prevent clothing from getting dirty and picking up a strong and unpleasant odor. We tell you, next, how to eliminate the smell of sweat on clothes and how to whiten it. Bicarbonate for whitening clothes Once again, baking soda is the protagonist of this home remedy to whiten clothes and eliminate the sweat smell of our favorite clothes. Mix three teaspoons of baking soda in half a glass of natural lemon juice. When the mixture is pasty, rub it in the stained area of the garment. Once you have finished this step, you can put the garment to be washed in the washing machine normally. Salt and vinegar to remove stains These two ingredients are usually present in a large number of homemade solutions to prevent bad odors. If you have both products at hand, we tell you what you should do: Fill a glass with white vinegar and add two teaspoons of salt. Mix the ingredients well and spread the liquid through the area stained with sweat. Leave it for ten minutes before putting the garment to be washed as usual. If you want more effectiveness, you can also replace the detergent with half a glass of salt and the softener for a quarter cup of white vinegar. Next, put your garment to be washed and, when you take it out, you will see that there are no remains of sweat or bad odors. Aspirin to whiten your clothes The acid in aspirin is ideal to eliminate stains and odors of sweat��in your favorite clothes. This option is fabulous if some of your shirts, dresses or shirts are beginning to acquire a yellowish tone due to the sweat that occurs in the armpits. We tell you how to wash clothes with aspirin: Prepare a bucket with 2 liters of warm water. Next, spray 4 or 5 aspirins (depending on the size of the garment) and add them in the bucket. Leave the garment you want to bleach or clean submerged in the water with aspirin for at least 7 hours. A good option is to leave the garment soaking overnight. When you take out the garment, you can rinse it in the washing machine as you normally do. Hydrogen peroxide and ammonia Finally, we discovered a very powerful homemade solution to eliminate strong sweat odors and sweat stains from your clothes. The mixture of hydrogen peroxide and ammonia will leave your clothes impeccable white color but, due to the ingredients of the mixture, we recommend that you avoid doing it with delicate items , as they could be damaged. In a bucket, pour 1 liter of warm water. Add half a cup of hydrogen peroxide and then 3-4 drops of ammonia. Leave the garment soaking for about 15 minutes, no more. Rinse clothes as you usually do. Read the full article