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Hey! How are you doing? I saw that your requests are open and I was wondering if you'd be willing to write something smutty for Jiraiya? Maybe he comes home to his girlfriend and they've been missing each other so much? Thank you so much ❤
Hi, Nonnie! I am okay. Got COVID over the weekend and despite being triple-vaxxed, it totally kicked my ass. Am slowly getting over it. I hope you're doing good! <3.
Not gonna lie, I saw Jiraiya's name and blacked out. This was the result. Hope you enjoy! (I am tagging @sneetsnoot because we share this Jiraiya obsession lol)
Title: Eight Hours & Sixty Days 🍋
Pairing: Jiraiya x f!reader
Warnings: Size kink, "Daddy" kink, age gap, praise, orgasm denial, dumbification, female masturbation, unprotected sex, cookie monster!Jiraiya, soft dom!Jiraiya, slight infantilization, aftercare
Word Count: 4.5k
Eight hours and sixty days. Eight hours and sixty days since Jaraiya the Gallant last kissed you, last touched you, last talked to you; but to you - as you watched the sixtieth sun disappear behind the horizon, as the sky faded from navy to black, as the snow turned blue from the absence of the warm glow of the brightest star - it may as well have been a lifetime. You sighed, releasing the heavy ball and chain that tugged at your heart, as you stood from the chair on your balcony and entered into your little apartment.
“I love you, kid.” His last words were stuck inside the IMAX of your mind, his burly body tightly wrapped around yours forever haunted your senses, his sad smile before he turned away looped in your brain like a videotape. You washed your mug, leaving it out to dry, as you slinked away to your bathroom to get ready to go to bed.
The winter nights were the worst without him. Long missions in summer provided you ample hours of light, allowing you to distract yourself from him with late night drinks with friends, or sunset walks around the village, or beach days that exhausted you to the bone, causing you to instantly fall asleep the moment your head hit the pillow; they made ninety days feel like thirty. Winter days were frigid and empty; your friends were out of town, the air froze you to your core, making going outside an impossible feat, and the days were short, the sun dropping beyond the horizon earlier and earlier, leaving you to deal with the lonely nights all on your own.
You splashed the cold water over your face, the sensation electrifying your cells and igniting your reflexes; it was a good way of reminding yourself that you were still able to feel anything at all. You stripped your clothes and toppled lazily into your bed, glancing at the clock. 6:12pm. You sighed, rolling onto your side and staring longingly at your nightstand drawer. Ever since meeting Jiraiya, the man had cast a terrible spell upon you: a spell that made every orgasm you had that wasn’t created by him lifeless and unappealing. Yet on nights like these, when flashes of him deluge over you like a solar eclipse does the sun: his jasmine-scented shampoo, his childlike giggle, his booming voice, even the most pitiful of orgasms can help soothe your raging hurricane of Jiraiya-desire.
You huffed in annoyance and pulled your drawer open, grabbing hold of your vibrator with vigor and laying it on the nightstand, sucking on your two fingers before maneuvering them inside your slit. You had found a nice routine during your times spent away from your boyfriend, one that took months of practice and dedication, but you were finally able to find something that was able to make you feel ¼ as good as what he could do to you: and you could do it all on your own! Progress was slow, but you were hopeful with more studying you could get up to ⅓ of the way Jiraiya felt in the next couple of… years.
Thoughts of him to floated around in the galaxy of your mind as you slowly circled around yourself, teasing yourself the way he did, prodding at your core nimbly with one hand while you fondled your chest with the other. You didn’t allow yourself to fully rub your clit, not yet. Jiraiya would be so proud of you, sitting here thinking about him while your nose scrunched up, his favorite little line forming on your forehead between your eyebrows.
“Jiraiya…” You allowed the moan to escape as you flicked your finger around your clit, teasingly, gently stroking circles around your nub as you hissed in a breath through your gritted teeth. Your fantasies were overwhelming tonight, the smell of his sage and cardamom cologne lifting your body away to a sensual fall flowerfield, the sweet and spicy aromas melding perfectly together. You could vividly hear his little giggle surrounding you like a magical Jiraiya-tornado, sucking you deeper into your fantasyland as the bed slowly dipped and you imagined him laying down next to you.
Hot breath tickled the skin of your shoulder as you felt a familiar, large hand grip your hip and pull you against his broad chest, soft hair tickling your face, as ecstasy coursed its way through your body and into your heart. You opened your eyes and glanced up through your hair, immediately connecting onto his dark liquid pools that sunk into your soul, drowning you. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat as he smirked down at you and moved his hand to grip onto your now-stilled wrist, your pulse pounding and breathing heavy.
“Don’t stop,” Jiraiya commanded, forcing your hand back onto your throbbing nub, adjusting so your finger was swirling over it at a steady pace. “Yeah, just like that.”
He maneuvered his free arm underneath your body, his fingernails raking against your thigh, gripping you in place, a strong hold over you as he threw out the key and locked you to him, pulling you onto his lap. He wrapped his leg around yours, your back now laying against his strong chest as he leaned against the headboard, his softer-than-expected lips grazing over your sweat-beaded temple, your body so hot to the touch that his mouth felt cool against your skin.
“What a lovely thing to come home to,” He whispered. You felt his arousal rub against your ass through the fabric of his pants as he moved his free hand up and over your chest, playing with your hard nipple, twisting it painfully between his thumb and forefinger. “Sweet little nymph touching herself and thinking of me. You missed your old man, did ya?”
You mewled out a raspy sound as he continued to guide your pace against your clit, sweet nectar coating your now thoroughly drenched pussy, as you reached your free hand up to grip onto his white hair. He trailed his lips to the top of your earlobe and bit down as he moved his hand from yours and pushed two fingers into your sopping core, cool teeth sinking into your sensitive skin as he giggled, the trill akin to a clarinet on your ear.
“Kid, you’re really this wet already?” He continued matching his thick fingers to the pace he set yours to, steady as a beating drum, as he thrust himself deeper inside your walls. “Missed me that much?”
You opened your mouth to say something as your body shivered with anticipation; the relief from the pent up pressure beneath your skin bubbling its way to the surface, a low groan of his name escaping your lips as he pulled your hand away from your quivering clit, his big hands wrapping around your body and rolling you onto your back, straddling himself overtop of you, knees next to your hips, strong hands gripping your hair and your waist as he licked the shell of your ear.
“I missed you too, kid,” He murmured against your neck, his hot mouth sucking on your sweet spot, vibrations tingling up your spine. “So beautiful.”
You twisted your hands into his soft hair, tugging his head up, desperate for his mouth on yours, causing him to bite your neck. You cried out as he blew on the small mark, the air crisp against the aching bruise, and he tightened his grip on your hair.
“Feisty tonight, I see.” He gripped your cheeks with one hand, pursing your lips. “You want a kiss?”
You gulped and he let you nod. “You have to say please.” He smirked down at you. In the bedroom, you allowed him to have complete control over you, becoming a shiny toy. He enjoyed playing with you, how you became nothing more than putty in his palms with every little touch. He would fuck you forever if you let him.
“Please kiss me, Daddy.” Your words came out jumbled as he pinched your checks together. You looked so adorable, all needy and glassy-eyed as he reduced you to this infantile state. Jiraiya grinned down at you and ghosted his lips over yours, an aggravated whine escaping your lips.
“Oh,” He clicked his tongue and pulled his face back. “Don’t be a brat. Daddy missed you too, you know. I want to kiss your pretty little mouth. But you have to be nice first.” His grip on your cheeks tightened as he shook your head up and down, forcing a nod, and he spoke for you, pitching his voice up. “Yes, Daddy.”
He waited. You slid one hand down the front of his chest and gripped it onto his mesh undershirt, pulling him closer to you. “Yes, Daddy,” you mumbled.
“Good girl.” He captured your mouth on his; soft lips rolling over yours as he released your cheeks and cupped your entire face with one hand, leaning his head to the side to deepen the kiss. He was breathing heavily, his hot breath sweet against your mouth as he caressed your hip and adjusted your leg to snake around his waist. He thrust his hips into you, his fully erect dick now bumping against your pussy, shockwaves electrifying you from the inside out.
He massaged his tongue against yours as you moved your hand from his hair to his taut shoulder muscles, digging your nails into his skin, your other hand moving down his stomach and clinging onto the waistband of his pants. You tried to pull him closer to you, to erase the damnable gap of space he left between you, but he overpowered you and hovered his body over yours like a phantom. You moaned in annoyance as Jiraiya pulled away from you and slowly kissed his way along your jawline, static tingling on every part of you that he touched.
“Daddy-” You moaned as he moved his hot mouth down your neck towards your fully exposed chest. “Missed you.”
He dug his nails into your shoulder as he trailed his tongue over your perky nipple and stared up into your eyes, pools of black liquid glinting in the light of the moon that shrouded your bedroom, his free hand utilizing his thick finger to ghost around your clit. You kept your eyes steady on his as he sucked your nipple, his starry eyes bewitching you into the heavens above as he nipped at you with his teeth, the pleasure and the panic brewing beneath the surface of your skin as you felt molten hot liquid pool inside your core.
Your head fell back to the pillow, eyes shutting tightly, as he swirled his thick finger expertly over your clit. Tiny pants of fuck, please, Jiraiya - I- Missed you danced around the shadows of your bedroom as you felt his lips trail down your body and kiss your hips as you bucked beneath his touch, blood rushing to your face and ears, making you feel as though you were underneath the pressure of the ocean as he finger-fucked you into oblivion.
He pulled away, your body suddenly freezing from the absence of him, the jingling of his belt buckle reminiscent of beautiful windchimes. You bit your lip and glanced up as he kicked his pants off the side of the bed, a dull thud echoing off the walls from your heightened senses due to your overstimulation. You watched as the mountain of a man removed his mesh undershirt, exposing his scarred and sun-kissed body to you. Arousal streaked onto the sheets as your eyes wandered over his strong chest, his slightly overgrown happy trail that lead down to his massive cock was extra tantalizing after he denied your release twice, a tiny whimper passing through your lips as he kept his eyes fixed on you, his devil-smirk highlighted in the glow from the moon, evil eyes glowing in the dark.
“What?” He asked playfully, drawing out the vowel like a madman. “You didn’t expect me to let you come onto my fingers after I’ve been away so long, did you? You know me better than that. Such a waste.”
Jiraiya loved nothing more than drawing out the ethereal delight of a woman’s orgasm for as long as humanly possible. Why other men wanted to get straight to the punch always saddened and confused him. Why deliberately miss out on such divine pleasure? There was nothing better than a woman thrashing around his tongue - or his hands, or his cock, any part of him actually - flailing like a fish out of water as he numbed her mind and overwhelmed her with thoughts of only him. He had pleased many women throughout his life, but never had he found a woman like you. The moment he laid his eyes on you, he knew he had to have you, and not just in the bedroom.
He had to have you for life: always holding onto him like he was your anchor, always willing to give yourself to him, always begging for him to fuck you until dawn. He loved your facial expressions; loved your melodic moans; loved the way you transformed into a puddle beneath him, begging him to go slow at the end; loved the way your essence tasted on his tongue, sweet and needy. He loved everything about you, and he worshiped coaxing ecstasy out of you as slowly as possible. He didn’t want to miss even the slightest twitch, the quietest noise; he wanted to bathe in your love until the end of time.
You threw your arm over your forehead, glistening with sweat, your heart thundering for Jiraiya as he moved his head over your soaking pussy, hot breath skating across your swollen lips. “Please,” You croaked, a desperately pleading sound. He moved your legs over his shoulders, one hand digging into your thighs, pushing you towards him.
“So helpless,” He murmured as he thrust two fingers into your aching core, arching them upwards and hitting your G-spot. You gripped the bedsheets with your free hand, burnt-orange fabric twisting between your fingers as you moaned out an animalistic noise. Jiraiya giggled his school-boy giggle as he ghosted his lips over your clit, haunting over every inch of your body. He was beneath and above you; he was inside and outside; he was light and he was dark. You wanted to kick your legs, to scream at him to just get it over with already.
The Sannin had experienced many angry women in his life, so when he felt your body heat up like a powder keg about to explode, he dived his tongue into his favorite lake and he swam. He was Zeus-incarnate - a God against your clit - as he sucked your soul from your body and into the next life. You cried out an endless string of curses, your head falling deeper onto the pillow, your body rippling, your hips trying to writhe beneath his giant hand holding you back, but he was too powerful. Missed this taste - missed you - so lovely - Don’t try and run - Eyes on me, only on me - are all words you hear muffled between his slurps and moans of delight as he maneuvered his neck up and down, side to side, his tongue firmly planted on your clit as he soaked himself with you.
Your eyes fixated on his as he watched your glassy gaze, your eyes hazy with lust for him. It drives him mad as your fingers tug at his hair, your tiny hands helplessly clawing at his skull - a futile effort at bringing the infamous Pervy Sage closer to you - your hips bending and pleading for him to allow you to hump his face even deeper into your cunt, but Jiraiya is the one in control here and you both know it. It makes his heart flip upside down in his chest as you obey him, your eyelids fluttering open and shut through the pleasure he inflicts on you with his mouth as your wild eyes stay locked on him as he requested.
“C’mon, kid,” He chants into you as your eyebrows knit together and your thighs tighten against his cheeks, his words muffled. “So close.” He squeals in delight as your leg tightens around his shoulder, your little claws sinking into his skull, as you squeak out a mouse of a sound and squirt all over his chin and nose. He laps you up, his tongue flipping over your clit continuously as he drinks you in. Your hips stay suspended in the air, your breathing and chest heavy, as you feel Jiraiya climb over you and place his wet mouth against yours, covered in your juices. He glides his tongue into your mouth and you taste every drop you spilled onto him, the blood in your body fully replaced with fire coursing through your veins.
He pulls away and gives you a beaming grin, white teeth glowing in the cool moonlight, the Cheshire Cat above you. He wraps a muscular arm around your waist, removing the gap of space between you as he pulls your limp body to his strong chest, sitting you on his lap, your delicate hand resting on his shoulder and trying to bring him closer, legs locking around his middle. He has demolished you, and now it's his job to build you back up.
“C’mere,” He whispers. “I’ve got you.”
He holds you with one hand, resting your face into the crook of his neck with his chin, your warm breath tickling his skin as he pushes you onto him, your walls stretching as his tip enters your core. You let out a muffled moan into his neck as he kisses your forehead. He was massive. You squeeze your eyes shut as he gently thrusts himself into you, opening you up slowly and carefully like a beautifully wrapped present. He rests his free hand on the base of your neck to support you as he lowers you onto another inch of him, his slow pace maddening.
He feels you nosing at his jaw and chuckles, twisting your head with his hand to allow you to look at him. You smile, a little dribble of drool slinking out the side of your mouth. Jiraiya kisses you slowly, your mouths melding together like hot iron in a forge. You bite his lower lip and he growls into you as he finally pushes his full length into your core, burning desire blazing through your body.
He pulls you up and lays you down on your back, a quick kiss to your mouth as his dick exits your core swiftly. You cry in frustration, hands grasping at the air in front of you as you desperately try to grab into him and pull him back into you. The emptiness inside your core is almost painful as he grabs you by your ankles and drags you down the bed. You squeal as he places your legs onto his shoulders and towers over you. Even leaning down slightly, he absolutely dwarfs you. You wanted him to snap you in half. He gripped your hands with one of his and pinned them above your head, his other hand slinking beneath your waist to angle you into him, your neck comfortable resting against the soft mattress, his nails raking against your hip.
You felt your thighs burn from the pull of your muscles at the new position, but every shroud of doubt vanished as he swirls his tip onto your clit, dark eyes burned into yours as he lowers himself down the length of your walls and pumps into you again. You twisted your wrists in his strong hold, biting your lip.
“What do you say if I get too rough?” His voice dropped an octave lower, the rumble of his chest nearly vibrating throughout the room.
“F-Frogs,” You groan, pressing your legs firmly down onto his shoulders, desperate to have him ram into you. You watched as his mouth curved into a dangerous smirk, his nails digging into your silky skin, as he thrust into you, the angle allowing the curve of his dick to hit your sweet spot perfectly.
Your vocabulary turned into only “fuck” as he pounded into you like a hammer to a nail, his dick so deep in you it felt like he was in your stomach. You closed your eyes tightly, stars floating in your vision, your breath hot and heavy as he kept growling praises into the kingdom of your bedroom. He was the King and you were his servant, or his Queen, or whatever the fuck he wanted you to be - you didn’t care - so long as it meant he’d keep fucking you.
“Such a good girl,” He cooed, his white hair sticking against his sweat-covered forehead. “You like when Daddy’s rough, don’t you?” Your tongue was peeking out from your lips as you allowed him to ravish every inch of your pretty pussy, your boobs bouncing with each pump. He made a strangled noise as he removed his massive hand from your wrists and maneuvered your legs to be around his waist, the new position allowing him to get close and ghost his lips over yours as he gripped onto your shoulders.
You whined as you pushed him into you, using every muscle in your legs to get this walking Mt. Everest to sink into you deeper, to get closer than gravity would allow, as he clenched his hands around your shoulders tighter, his muscles stiffening.
You incoherently mumbled something - probably fuck, maybe his name - as he tenderly kissed you, his tongue circling over yours, crimson red pain on your lips. You felt one hand move onto your ass and lift you up slightly, your back arching like a lovely bridge connecting him to you, as he grunted a sacred sound into your mouth.
The smell of sex lingered in the air as Jiraiya fucked into you. Your mind became only him; his lips on yours; his hair curtaining around your face; his hands roaming over you body. He is a drug and you are addicted. You had toyed with many older men in your life, a secret of yours. You enjoyed the way they doted on you, buying you whatever you wanted, waiting on you hand and foot. In exchange, you would let them call you “baby” and ride them into the late hours of the night as they broke underneath you. But not Jiraiya. Jiraiya dominated you, he overwhelmed you; he was the best high of your life, no amount of rehab would ever save you from him.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” He husked as he nibbled your lower lip, drool sliding down your jawline. You felt words sticking in the back of your throat as his thrusts become your lifeline, the only thing linking your body to the Earth being his dick. You feel hot liquid ensnare around him as you climaxed, his wicked words dancing around in the moonlight of the dark paradise of your bedroom.
Pretty girl - that’s it - f-fuck - feels good - you can make a mess on me, it’s okay. He praises you between each thrust as your cunt tightly squeezes around him, your essence leaking onto the sheets below as you whimper and coo beneath him. He slows his pace and moves his hand from your ass, rubbing his way up your body and onto your cheek, kissing you tenderly as his dick shudders inside you.
The Sage is a patient man. He spent a majority of his long life traveling around the world, experiencing every luxury life could offer to someone as powerful and well-renowned as he was. He soaked in the praises, the affections of younger women, the money and the glory; he used every moment of his life to the absolute fullest. He always took his time, never rushed. But on nights like these, when it was just the two of you, you under him whining and pleading, him slowly thrusting into you after taking you apart piece by piece, this was his idea of luxury, and on nights like these, his patience sometimes wore thin.
You breathe his name into his mouth, so quietly he almost misses it, as he loses control and spills himself inside of you. He bucks his hips and keeps his mouth on yours as he touches your back wall, hot liquid swirling around in your core and mixing with your essence as Jiraiya takes shuddering breaths, his forehead resting in the crook of your neck. The grunt he makes as he fills you up is your favorite sound. If he asked you to get on your knees and beg him to fuck you, that sound alone would be your downfall; the mixture of deep grumbles, vibrations through his chest as he claimed you, and small praises always sent you to heaven.
Your soul lifted from your body as he moaned your favorite sound into your ear, drawing out a final climax, your legs limply falling from around his waist as he peppers your neck with kisses and the two of you slowly come down from the heavens. He sings adorations of you, letting you know how pretty you are, how much he missed you, how much he loves you between each peck. You tangle your fingers into his thick hair as your pulse returns to normal and he hums into your neck, the vibrato tingling down your spine.
“This was great inspiration for my next novel,” He laughed, pulling back to look at your face. You gave him a bewildered expression as he smiled down at you. “What? I’ve written about a lot of our encounters, you know.”
“Jiraiya!” You wanted to smack him but you were too exhausted so you blew at his face instead.
“No one knows they’re about you, kid,” He assured as he finally pulled out of you, his dick still, noticeably and unsurprisingly, slightly hard and big. “Anyway, we have to get you and these sheets cleaned up.” He picked you up as though you were nothing more than a small child and carried you into the bathroom, your legs wrapped around his middle, as he held you with one arm against his chest and turned on the shower.
“Daddy,” You moaned into his chest. “Can’t… stand.”
His whole body rumbled as a volcano of laughter erupted from deep within him. “Oh, that’s right.” He switched the shower off and started to fill up the bathtub instead. He kneeled down to check the temperature and then hoisted you into the tub delicately, leaning down and placing a kiss to your forehead.
“Alright, so we have,” He opened up the cabinet and put his thumb and index finger to his chin in a thoughtful position. “Lavender, coconut, or something called ‘Snow Fairy’ - Which do you want?” He looked over at you, amusement glinting in his eyes. “Personally, I would go with Snow Fairy, because you really are such a sweet little sugarplum, but it’s up to you.”
“That’s fine,” You whispered, your eyes slowly shutting as you sunk deeper into the tub.
“Whoa,” Jiraiya said, placing the bath bomb underneath the rushing water, light pink liquid slowly melding into the entirety of the bath as a sickly sweet aroma washed over you. “Watch it, kid, I don’t need you drowning on me. We still need Round Two, you know. I’ll sit in here with you and keep you awake, alright?” He put his index finger under your chin and moved your head to look at him. You gave him a small smile and nodded your head.
“Okay,” You said. “Tell me about your trip.”
And so, the rest of your sixtieth night away from your boyfriend turned into your first night having him back as he told you another tale of Jiraiya the Gallant. This one involved the title character traveling far away from his home, thoughts of his cute girlfriend keeping him afloat during his lonely days and even lonelier nights - thoughts of what she would look like when he walked through the door, of how she would throw herself at him and shower him with kisses as she wrapped her legs around him, of how her eyes would brighten and the delightful squeals she would make when he returned to her.
“Of course,” He gave you a half smirk as he leaned over and turned the bath water off, warm steam rising and heating up the small bathroom like a sauna. “None of his wildest fantasies could have possibly matched what really happened when he got home.”
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Hello!! Can i have some hcs of yanderes, ayato, childe, zhongli, and diluc if you have time pls? Thank youuu
Warnings: Yandere themes, confinement, abuse of power, infantilizing behaviors, financial manipulation, harassment, verbal abuse, emotional manipulation, brainwashing, instability, constant meltdowns, overbearing behaviours, wrong use of authority, gaslighting.
Sure! Sorry but I'm not really used to writing hcs like this, so if you're interested in specific aus or have any suggestions then you're always welcomed!
Ayato [Manipulative]
In fact, he almost seems to expect you to put up with his bullying. Since Thomas doesn't take any action against him, you shouldn't either. In fact, he's just having a little bit of fun, so why bother troubling him after a long, hard day?
The current head of the Kamisato Clan is well renowned for being cunning and mischievous, always uttering the haughtiest of comments while preserving his customary aristocratic face.
Ayato, who serves as both the Yishro Commissioner and the head of the Kamisato Clan, is an incredibly busy and stressed-out individual. He certainly likes to tease and prod at you, but that doesn't mean he necessarily appreciates it when you retaliate against him.
Furthermore, if you were wedded to him, he would dominate most elements of your life, monitoring and confining your monthly allowances, only permitting you to roam around his estate. Or, if you want, why not come sit and wait in his office while he finishes up some paperwork? After that he can take you for a stroll around Inazuma, you just have to sit and wait patiently for him like a good girl. Just be good, Ayato doesn't indulge in punishing you either so don't act like he actually likes to confine you to your own room.
"Ahead of schedule? Why not stay with me for a little while longer. You have nothing scheduled for the remainder of the day, so there is no need for you, my love, to retire so early."
Childe [Sadistic and Obsessive]
The eleventh of the eleven Fatui Harbingers, who appear to exist purely for himself, always constantly searching for a fight and stirring up trouble. Childe is undoubtedly a sadistic individual who relishes tormenting others, whether it is physically or emotionally. Unfortunately for you, he seems to enjoy tormenting you the most.
He has a tendency to provide you a fleeting moment of happiness and hope before rapidly pulverising it, gloating as he sees your face scrunch in disbelief. He would occasionally leave the doors open, enticing you to leave and flee the house, only to act surprised when you coincidentally ran into him.
Something about you squirming within his arms is just so humorous; it nearly reminded him of the sensation he experiences when he's immersed in a battle. Even though Childe is a credible threat, he likes to claim that he is not a bad person. He genuinely just likes you a lot, a lot, despite appearing to enjoy teasing you. He's the kind of guy who gets hard when he smells your shampoo or would giggle for days if your hands mistakenly brush across his, as in he's completely downbad for you.
Despite his busy schedule, Childe would somehow make time for you, even to go as far as dragging you along with him to other nations, claiming that it's like a partial vacation. You're just cute, how can he simply leave you to slowly withered away in the cold winds of Snezhnaya?
"Aw, don't look at me like that! It's not like I forcibly dragged you through the door or anything, you left according to your own record sweetheart."
Diluc [Overprotective]
Diluc Ragnvindr, Master of the Dawn Winery, is a man who exudes an air of melancholy and exhibits a frigid demeanour toward others. Diluc undergoes the agony of repeatedly losing the people in his life, which leads him to develop a strong subconscious dread that you would someday abandon him too (even if you have never spoken to the man). So what other option is there than breaking into your house late at night and kidnapping you from the comfort of your bed?
If Diluc wanted to choose a more refined path, he would mostly attempt to entice you in the traditional gentlemanly approach, giving you opulent presents all the time and attempting to get to understand you better. If he chooses to go down that route, though, that is.
Diluc is the kind of yandere who, if you oversleep for ten hours, will experience a continual meltdown and summon his doctor, who will try to reassure him that you're fine. He treats you somewhat like an overgrown child by keeping any dangerous objects or anything else that he deems hazardous on the top shelf (to him everything is dangerous).
Most people would certainly anticipate him to be domineering as the proprietor of the Dawn Winery, but he's definitely exceedingly bossy. He was also indecisive, never sure whether he should have let you roam the garden or locked you inside your bedroom to reduce the risk of injury. It's safe to say that attracting Diluc's attention isn't recommended unless you want to continually be pampered and treated like a weak child who is incapable of doing anything on your own. He will have many meltdowns, but he will never intentionally hurt you.
"You should not be so fearful of me, you know that I would never lay a single hand on you. Please, don't back away. I just want to help you."
Zhongli [Possessive]
Zhongli is a very complicated character who has relations to the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor and functions as a consultant. Zhongli has been around for more than four thousand years, and his patience is so exceptional that you would prefer to hear him rage and shout at you. However, he never does that; instead, he chooses to drink his scalding tea as you lose it over an absurd proposition, although I think it's appropriate to have a meltdown after being forced to quit your job.
He craves having you in his possession and dominating you; may this be the start of his own degeneration? He simply wanted to be a part of your life to lessen his own loneliness, which didn't appear to fit any of the signs for erosion. Even if Zhongli really wants it, his sense of morality frequently prevails over his desire, causing him to contradict himself. As a result, he would be acting rather normally in your presence and lets you explore Liyue freely.
But over time, he starts to ingratiate himself into your life by being very encouraging and reiterating his own affirmations for you in the hopes that you will gradually come to accept him as who he is. He would make sure to keep you apart from your friends and relatives after he was thoroughly interwoven into your life, putting doubt and distrust into your mind, watching as your paranoia began to come up.
"The need for a part-time job is not a requirement. I recommend you should reevaluate your psychological state rather than embracing this work since as a consultant, I've witnessed so many people sink into complete despair merely because of their employment."
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Headcanons tercermundista (Panameños) de Neige y los enanitos (Y algunos tristes)
-Neige puede que sea el hermano menor de ellos, pero toma el papel de padre luchon💪
-Suelen bailar cumbias rebajadas
-Antes Neige para sacar más plata, trabajaba como cajero en un chinito de la esquina
-Los enanitos solían vender chetos por la calle cuando era necesario
-Para ahorrar el shampoo, Dominic le ponía agua a los shampoos
-Una vez, los enanitos se perdieron en la central por tomar el bus equivocado (culpa de Toby)
-Neige fan de Mitski
-De todos, Neige era el que más chambeaba
-Resumen de la infancia de Neige y los enanitos: Trabajo infantil
-Aunque Neige tenga casi el papel de padre, los enanitos se preocupan mucho por el e intentan cuidarlo
-Para los cumpleaños de los enanitos, Neige solía hacer horas extras para comprar los materiales necesarios para realizar un pastel(siempre lo realizaba con ayuda de los enanos)
-Los enanitos fueron abandonados por sus padres en el bosque
-Neige se siente culpable de la muerte de su madre, debido a que el cree que el la mato porque ella murio meses después de dar a luz a Neige. Posteriormente, su papá se enfermo y murió.
-Neige suele pedirle la comida a Timmy debido a su timidez.
-Aunque siempre haya faltado un adulto en la casa el cuál pudiera cuidarlos, ellos formaron una familia en dónde se cuidan entre ellos
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as a razor main, i’ve gathered my own thoughts on our favorite wolf boy that the general fandom seems to be in direct contradiction with. ive read ENOUGH razor slander!!! i shant stand for it any longer.... its my turn to post my random thoughts on the internet for strangers to scrutinize......
1. I don’t think razor smells bad
he probably smells like the outdoors; woodsy, like nature. a little musk because he sweats but nothing excessive. wolves groom each other and take bathes in streams. so the common hc that razor doesn’t know what a bath is IS SLANDEROUS i’m sure he understands that “if you’re covered in mud... go to a stream and wash it off”. i think he’d be fine with washing himself, he may not understand the need for shampoos and soaps (they might be too strong for his nose / bother him too) but i reeeally don’t think he’s as much of a dirty little man as fandom makes him out to be!
2. he doesn’t speak well. that doesn’t mean he’s dumb
it’s like when someone’s first language isn’t english (or whatever you speak) - they may be a bit clumsy with their words and they don’t always understand nuances, but that’s not at all an indication of their intelligence. razors been stated to be smart in game too, he’s quick thinking ; i feel like he’s a very WIS over INT character (if you get it you get it) but that doesn’t mean he’s unteachable or stupid.
3. razor would know what sex is
nsfw i guess so tw for that - but i highly doubt razor doesn’t know what sex is. i don’t think the wolves around him are going to their private bedroom and locking the door when it’s time to bone down, he’s probably seen members of his pack hook up and a few months later Bam there’s puppies. he probably understands the concept on a pretty basic animalistic level. he may not get human nuances but to make him seem like a “i do not understand any sort of sexual nuance and i have the mind of an infant” is a disservice to my lil homie :I
4. he’s not a baby :”D !!!
regardless of what age you think he is (i personally like to think the medium build characters are at The Least 18, i don’t vibe with the ‘theyre all kids’ mentality) the infantilization of razor is SAD. he doesn’t understand a lot of nuanced human norms, human societal standards, and human language. but he’s learning. he was raised by the wolves, andrius (to a degree) and had dealings with varka and lisa in his youth; he had people (or animals) to teach him things! i wouldn’t infantilize a wolf - i don’t think it’s fair to do so to razor’s character either.
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now i do agree that he probably has a touch of the tism lol i like that headcanon. this was just me rambling, and goofing on some of the common headcanons / how i see razor written sometimes. it’s not singling any one person out and you’re free to hc characters however you want - these are all my own opinions. plz dont engage me in fandom arguing i dont care,,,
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TOP 10 Headcannon's Lyle (ESP/ENG)
(ENG)
I must say that I'm not used to doing this, but I find it fun, so I wanted to try my own version.
1) I think Lyle is the type he doesn't have natural alopecia, he really prefers not to have hair.
2) He is very VERY laid back, I think he wouldn't be in the RDA if he wanted to, he probably is for a bigger reason and it probably has to do with his loyalty to Quaritch.
3) Cry a lot in any cheesy movie, especially Mexican soap operas.
4) he's the type who doesn't play around when it comes to dark humor and pats you on the back when he laughs.
5) He can be quite melodramatic when it comes to getting something done.
6) He loves puppies.
7) he Too childish and doesn't take anything seriously.
8) He has no idea about taking hints.
9) He uses the excuse of using shampoo drops for hygiene reasons, but we all know that deep down he doesn't even buy it.
10) He has action figures of each Na'vi stored in his things, I know, it sounds strange, I have no proof but I don't have any doubts either.
(ESP)
Debo decir que no acostumbro a hacer esto, pero me parece divertido, asi que quise probar con mis propia version.
1) Pienso que Lyle es el tipo de no posee alopecia natural, realmente AMA no tener cabello.
2) Es muy MUY relajado, creo que no estaria en la RDA si no quisiera, probablemente lo este por una razon mayor y seguramente tiene que ver con su lealtad con Quaritch.
3) Llora a mares en cualquier pelicula cursi, en especial novelas mexicanas.
4) Es del tipo que no juega cuando se trata de humor negro y te da palmadas en la espalda cuando rie.
5) Puede llegar a ser bastante melodramatico cuando se trata de conseguir algo.
6) Ama los perritos.
7) Demasiado infantil y no se toma nada en serio.
8) No tiene idea sobre captar indirectas.
9) Usa la excusa de usar algunas gotas de Shampoo por cuestiones de higiene, pero todos sabemos que en el fondo, ni siquiera lo compra.
10) Tiene muñecos de accion de cada Na'vi guardado en sus cosas, lo se, suena extraño, no tengo pruebas pero tampoco dudas.
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Queridas cinzas do desejo,
Meu cabelo está caindo. Eu não faço idéia se é por conta da anemia, ou o estresse por conta do diagnóstico de Ansiedade. Minha mãe está em negação; ela pensa que é o shampoo (há! Chega á ser um pouco patético).
Eu não gosto muito do meu corpo em geral; cheio de marcas, sem estrutura (ou não a estrutura que eu gostaria), mas gosto do meu cabelo. Eu cuido dele. Como não cuido de quase nada na minha vida. Vê-lo indo pelo ralo — literalmente — é frustrante e triste.
Conversei sobre minha baixa auto-estima na terapia. A doutora falou o quê eu já imaginava: tudo retorna aos anos de bullying na escola. Malditos ex-alunos. Ou benditos. Porque eu não sinto raiva. Por eles, eu mal sinto. Eles eram crianças, ou o mais crianças que seres de 13/14/15 anos podem ser agora quê tenho quase vinte. Crianças não entendem como tudo o quê dizemos têm consequência; adultos também não — mas eles não têm desculpas.
Hoje, eles podem estar passando por suas próprias batalhas, das quais nada sei — e sem ser insensível, não desejo saber. Tudo o quê eu gostaria seria esquecer seus rostos, seus nomes e ações, e em quem eles me tornaram. Porque me tornaram. De modo horrível, eles formaram quem eu sou. E quem eu sou? Aquilo que as pessoas precisam. A eterna coadjuvante da vida de outra pessoa.
"Esquecer faz parte da cura", disse a Doutora. Eu quero esquecer. Só não sabia que poderia; que deveria. Não é errado? Fingir que aquela minininha que aguentou tudo o que aguentou para que eu estivesse aqui nunca existiu? É errado, que eu veja os algozes dela mais humanos que monstros agora, tantos anos depois?
Sinto-a olhando para mim. Com a fúria infantil, e o sentimento de traição em seus olhos grandes em seu corpo tão grande quanto, á medida que eu me curo das feridas que, nela, ainda sangram e se tornam putrefatas. Quero me desculpar com ela. Quero abraçá-la. E lamentar que, agora, eu nem mesmo me lembro de quem ela costumava ser.
E dizer que ainda há um pouco dela em mim. Eu ainda gosto de crianças. Eu ainda sei me divertir com bolhas de sabão. Eu ainda sou boa com as pessoas, mesmo as que não merecem — e elas ainda se aproveitam de nós.
Gostaria de dizer a ela, que mesmo quando eu preciso fazê-lo, eu não a esqueço. Ela é inesquecível.
Sinceramente (espero que não eternamente),
Sua.
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Seborrheic dermatitis is a common inflammatory skin condition that primarily affects areas rich in oil glands, such as the scalp, face, and upper trunk. It manifests as red, itchy, and flaky skin, often resembling dandruff or eczema. Let's delve into its types, causes, symptoms, and available treatments.
Types:
Infantile Seborrheic Dermatitis: Commonly known as cradle cap, it affects infants, typically within the first three months after birth. It presents as greasy, yellowish scales on the scalp, which can extend to the face and diaper area.
Adult Seborrheic Dermatitis: This type affects adolescents and adults. It often presents as red, itchy, and scaly patches on the scalp, eyebrows, ears, eyelids, nasolabial folds, chest, and back.
Causes:
The exact cause of seborrheic dermatitis remains unclear, but several factors contribute to its development:
Malassezia: A type of yeast that normally resides on the skin's surface. Its overgrowth or abnormal immune response to it can trigger inflammation, leading to seborrheic dermatitis.
Hormonal Changes: Fluctuations in hormones, such as during puberty, pregnancy, or certain medical conditions, may increase the risk of developing seborrheic dermatitis.
Genetics: A family history of seborrheic dermatitis can predispose individuals to the condition, suggesting a genetic component.
Environmental Factors: Cold, dry weather or excessive humidity can exacerbate symptoms.
Symptoms:
The signs and symptoms of seborrheic dermatitis may vary depending on the individual and the affected area but commonly include:
Redness: Affected areas appear red or inflamed.
Scaling: Flaky, white or yellowish scales may develop, resembling dandruff.
Itching: Persistent itching and discomfort are common, particularly in the scalp.
Greasy Appearance: Skin may appear oily or greasy, especially in areas with numerous oil glands.
Treatments:
While there is no cure for seborrheic dermatitis, various treatment options can help manage symptoms and reduce flare-ups:
Topical Antifungal Agents: Shampoos, creams, or lotions containing antifungal agents like ketoconazole, selenium sulfide, or zinc pyrithione can help reduce Malassezia overgrowth.
Topical Corticosteroids: These medications reduce inflammation and itching. However, long-term use should be avoided due to potential side effects.
Medicated Shampoos: Regular use of medicated shampoos containing coal tar, salicylic acid, or pyrithione zinc can help control scalp symptoms.
Calcineurin Inhibitors: Topical calcineurin inhibitors like tacrolimus or pimecrolimus may be prescribed for facial involvement, particularly in sensitive areas.
Antifungal Pills: In severe cases or when other treatments fail, oral antifungal medications like fluconazole or itraconazole may be prescribed.
Phototherapy: Light therapy using ultraviolet (UV) light can help reduce inflammation and control symptoms.
Lifestyle Modifications: Regular cleansing with gentle, fragrance-free products, avoiding harsh soaps and detergents, and managing stress levels can help prevent flare-ups.
Conclusion:
Seborrheic dermatitis can be a chronic condition characterized by red, itchy, and flaky skin. Although it's not curable, effective management strategies can significantly alleviate symptoms and improve quality of life. Consultation with a dermatologist is crucial for proper diagnosis and personalized treatment planning. By understanding the types, causes, symptoms, and available treatments, individuals can better manage this common skin condition.
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Confira as ótimas opções de hospedagens para se instalar com a família nesse estado maravilhoso
A princípio, viajar com a família é tudo de bom, seja nas férias, para passar o feriado prolongado, o final de semana, enfim, essa vivência é geralmente muito agradável, levando em considerarão que é maravilhoso ter com quem compartilhar os momentos bons.
É importante destacar que a escolha da estalagem faz total diferença na viagem.
Comfort Suítes Vitória / Foto: Divulgação
Se você tem uma família grande, como escolher uma hospedagem minúscula? E independentemente do tamanho dela, como selecionar um local com poucos atrativos?
Se você deseja viajar para o Espírito Santo com sua família, além de fazer um ótimo planejamento repleto de pontos turísticos, é importantíssimo que também de uma atenção especial na escolha do hotel.
Separamos neste post os 3 melhores hotéis do Espírito Santo, para que você faça uma seleção que além de te agradar, seja satisfatória e atrativa para todos os envolvidos na viagem.
3 Ótimas estalagens do Espírito Santo
1 – Comfort Suítes Vitória
Esse hotel que se localiza na capital Vitória, está em primeiro lugar como o melhor do Espírito Santo para se hospedar com a família.
Ele é muito sofisticado, espaçoso, moderno, organizado, limpo e muito bem situado entre a Praia do Canto e a Praia do Camburi.
A estalagem oferece aos visitantes, café da manhã de cortesia, estadia gratuita para crianças, academia de ginástica, sauna, possui bela vista para o mar, piscina, salão de jogos, deliciosa gastronomia, ambiente infantil divertido e área de trabalho,
No quarto você contará com frigobar, Internet rápida sem custo adicional, ar-condicionado, cofre, escrivaninha, TV de tela plana e telefone.
No banheiro disponibilizam secador de cabelo, sabonetes, loção hidratante corporal e muito mais.
Essa alternativa, além de ser ideal para famílias, agrada às pessoas que prefere a praticidade, precisa trabalhar durante a viagem, valoriza o cuidado e também a diversão.
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2 – Ibis Vitória Aeroporto
Localizado na cidade da Serra e próximo de Vitória, essa opção é bastante requisitada por estar em um lugar perto de tudo.
Contudo, não é considerado um dos melhores hotéis do estado apenas por conta desse detalhe, pois ele é moderno, limpo, cheiroso, prático, e elevadamente confortável.
O Ibis conta com recepção 24 horas, jornal, lojas, estadia gratuita para crianças, espaço especial para guardar as bagagens e refeição matinal sem nenhum custo adicional.
No dormitório você contará com ar-condicionado, TV de tela plana, minibar, wi-fi gratuito, frigobar e telefone.
E no banheiro terá a sua disposição sabonete, shampoo, secador de cabelo, entre outros itens.
Essa opção é perfeita para quem deseja curtir com o núcleo familiar e preza pelo conforto, bem-estar e relaxamento.
Ver essa foto no Instagram Uma publicação compartilhada por ibis Vitória Aeroporto (@ibisvitoriaaeroporto)
3 – Quality Suites Vila Velha
Essa belíssima sugestão situa-se em Vila Velha e faz muito sucesso por ser elevadamente sofisticada, limpa, aconchegante e por estar localizado próximo de alguns pontos turísticos e comércios da região.
A hospedagem conta com elevador, auditório, centro de congresso, academia de ginástica, piscina, ambiente infantil, restaurante, sala para reunião, serviço de lavanderia e muito mais. Como cortesia oferece estacionamento, Internet e café da manhã no local.
Os quartos possuem ar-condicionado, TV de tela plana, minibar, escrivaninha, frigobar, dentre outros itens.
O Quality Suites, é excelente para quem pretende se acomodar com as crianças, valoriza o requinte e quer descansar.
Ver essa foto no Instagram Uma publicação compartilhada por Quality Suites Vila Velha (@qualitysuitesvilavelha)
É essencial salientar que as opções citadas, além de contar com todas essas características especiais, contam com o atendimento impecável, o que deixa os hóspedes encantados.
Vale ressaltar também que sua opinião é muito importante, então após se hospedar em uma dessas hospedagens, não deixe de falar sobre sua estadia, para que outros indivíduos tenham acesso a sua experiência e decidam em qual hotel ficar com mais facilidade.
Já se hospedou em algum dessas hospedagens com sua família? Se sim, deixe sua opinião sobre o hotel nos comentários! Por fim, veja também: 5 Pontos turísticos para visitar em Guarapari
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5 Common skin rashes in Infants | nappy rash cream
Bringing a newborn into the world is a miraculous experience, but along with the joy comes the responsibility of caring for your baby's delicate skin. As a parent, encountering skin rashes in your little one can be both perplexing and concerning. In this comprehensive blog, we'll explore five common skin rashes in infants, shedding light on their causes and offering essential insights into the best practices for baby skin care.
Diaper Rash: A Common Culprit in Baby Skin Woes
Diaper rash is a familiar adversary in the realm of baby skincare, causing discomfort for both infants and concerned parents alike. This rash, characterized by redness and irritation in the diaper area, is often a result of prolonged exposure to wetness, friction from diapers, or reactions to certain diaper materials.
Diaper Rash Dilemma: Navigating the Challenges with Expert Baby Skin Care
To effectively manage diaper rash, meticulous baby skin care is paramount. Regular diaper changes, using fragrance-free wipes, and applying a gentle baby diaper cream create a protective barrier against moisture and irritation. Additionally, allowing the baby's bottom to air dry during diaper changes can contribute to the healing process.
Eczema: Unraveling the Complexities of Infantile Dermatitis
Eczema, or infantile dermatitis, presents a chronic challenge with its red, itchy patches on the skin. While the precise cause of eczema remains elusive, it is often associated with genetic factors and environmental triggers.
Eczema Explained: A Deep Dive into Infantile Dermatitis and Effective Baby Skin Care Strategies
In addressing eczema through baby skin care, it's crucial to opt for mild, fragrance-free baby soap and moisturizers to maintain skin hydration. Identifying and avoiding potential triggers, such as certain fabrics or allergens, becomes key in managing this condition effectively.
Cradle Cap: Navigating the Scalp Woes of Newborns
Cradle cap, though harmless, can be a source of concern for parents as it manifests as flaky, dry skin on a baby's scalp.
Cradle Cap Chronicles: Understanding and Conquering Scalp Woes with Baby Skin Care"
Gentle massaging of the baby's scalp with a soft brush during bath time, coupled with the use of a mild, tear-free baby shampoo, aids in managing cradle cap. It's essential to resist the urge to pick at the flakes, allowing the condition to resolve naturally.
Baby Acne: Navigating Hormonal Influences on Newborn Skin
Baby acne, characterized by red or white bumps on the baby's face, is a transient condition often linked to hormonal influences passed from the mother to the baby during pregnancy.
Baby Acne 101: Hormonal Hurdles and Expert Tips for Baby Skin Care
In the realm of baby skin care, managing baby acne involves keeping the baby's face clean with a mild baby cleanser. It's advisable to avoid the use of harsh products, allowing time for the condition to resolve on its own without unnecessary intervention.
Heat Rash: Managing Baby's Skin in Warm Weather
Heat rash, also known as prickly heat, is a common occurrence in warmer climates, resulting from blocked sweat ducts and leading to red, itchy bumps on the skin.
Cooling the Heat: Strategies for Preventing and Soothing Baby's Summer Skin with Expert Baby Skin Care
Preventing heat rash involves dressing your baby in lightweight, breathable clothing and maintaining a cool environment. Regular lukewarm baths and the use of gentle, hypoallergenic baby skincare products contribute to alleviating discomfort associated with heat rash.
Best Practices for Baby Skin Care: Nurturing Your Baby's Skin
Use Gentle, Fragrance-Free Products:
- Opt for baby skincare products that are specifically formulated for delicate skin, avoiding those with harsh chemicals or strong fragrances.
2. Maintain Moisture Balance:
- Regularly moisturize your baby's skin, especially after baths, to prevent dryness and irritation.
3. Choose Soft Fabrics:
- Dress your baby in soft, breathable fabrics to minimize friction and reduce the risk of rashes.
Practice Regular Diaper Changes:
- Ensure timely diaper changes to prevent diaper rash and promote a clean, dry environment.
Monitor Environmental Factors:
- Be mindful of environmental factors such as temperature and humidity, adjusting your baby's clothing and surroundings accordingly.
In Conclusion:Understanding and addressing common skin rashes in infants is an integral part of effective baby skin care. By being attentive to your baby's unique needs and following expert recommendations, you can navigate these skin challenges with confidence, ensuring your little one enjoys the comfort and well-being they deserve. Embrace the journey of baby skin care, fostering a healthy and joyous start for your precious one.
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Dê uma olhada em Kit Shampoo condicionador Infantil Princesa Rapunzel Impala
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Clean [Yan!Kazuha x Slightly spoiled!Fem.Reader]
Clean: make (something or someone) free of dirt, marks, or mess, especially by washing, wiping, or brushing.
Warnings/tags: Yandere themes, infantilizing behavior, perverted Kazuha, spoiled and lady-like reader, non-consensual touching at some part, taking a bath, pretty tamed, mentions of body parts, I can't sleep.
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It's somewhat embarrassing to admit, but you're not accustomed to being required to wash yourself.
During your stay within your family's estate, your handmaidens had been in responsible of preparing a warm bath and always assisted you with washing your hair and body, always ensuring to use the lavender scented soap and oil.
Being able to enjoy a hot bath has almost become a privilege since you and Kazuha fled Inazuma. It's not like you or Kazuha were unhygienic or anything; The Crux had showers, which wasn't the best given that you had to share them with other crew members, but they were adequate to ensure you did not smell for the remainder of the day.
But nevertheless, your sanitary routines were not the greatest since you had always been coddled by the employees at your manor.
Kazuha was well aware of this.
He planned to take you to a hot spring facility that was recently established close to Liyue because he intended to impress you with it. Since it was a weekday, the hot spring wasn't crowded at all, which Kazuha thanked the Archons for considering he was slightly afraid that you would have to be surrounded by men.
A wonderful sensation emerges within your chest as you gingerly walk into the warm water, the steam trickling onto your skin. It's been so long since your last thorough bath, taking showers was a little quicker and required less effort, but baths were merely a luxury. Kazuha sat down next to you, a smile blossoming on his lips as he closed his eyes and breathed in the mist from the water. Kazuha seemed to be enjoying the moment as well. Well, Kazuha seems to always be enjoying the moment given to his easy going personality.
Five minutes passed while the two of you relaxed in the hot water in complete tranquillity before Kazuha finally broke the stillness with a sharp, yet quiet voice.
"Would you like me to wash your hair? It has been awhile since you've properly washed your hair, haven't you, dove? I expect I probably will not be as skilled at it as your handmaidens."
After giving the notion some thought, you confirmed it with a hum. Even if he was truthful in what he said, you were aware that Kazuha probably had a purpose behind his behavior. But considering how long it has been since you last had your hair cleaned by someone else, perhaps simply once is perfectly adequate?
"Sure, I wouldn't mind."
Before turning his eyes back to you, Kazuha reached onto the dry ground and took a tiny jar of shampoo and a bar of soap, placing it beside the both of you. His expression conveyed that he was rather thrilled.
His fingers combed tenderly through your hair, gently massaging the shampoo into the remainder of your hair and tickling your scalp. You relax and nestle against the pebble, quite content with Kazuha's delicate strokes through your hair. Despite his claims, Kazuha was actually quite skilled with his hands.
After he finished with your hair, Kazuha volunteered to help you wash the remainder of your body, claiming that since you presumably had trouble scrubbing your back, it would be a good time for him to assist you. As he gently lathered soap on your body, a mischievous smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he watched you squirm. His hands move from your neck to your chest, asking innocently whether he can clean your chest, and you consent without giving it much thought. You shuddered at the feeling of his hands brushing against your nipples several times and hearing Kazuha whisper a short apology as he chuckled faintly, although he seemed to purposely brush against your most sensitive parts at times.
Kazuha carried out his goal as he proceeded to trace your soft thigh, drawing closer to your entrance with each stroke. With a scarlet tone embellishing your cheeks, you instinctively reach out to clutch Kazuha's wrist as one of his fingers delicately brush across your clit, causing you to let out a whimper.
"I.. It's alright, I can clean down there."
You staggered, dropping Kazuha's wrist and fumbling for the bar of soap before awkwardly shoving the disgruntled man aside. After a while, Kazuha tried to offer assistance again, but you only blurted a "no," feeling embarrassed from the noise that you made earlier. Regardless of whether this was embarrassing for you, Kazuha didn't seem to mind, only laughing at your explanation.
Perhaps you ought to start practicing taking baths by yourself, although Kazuha didn't mind helping you.
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O Halloween é uma festa cada vez mais comemorada no Brasil, tanto adulto como crianças gostam de caprichar na fantasia. Mas, o uso de maquiagem na região dos olhos requer cuidados.
Segundo o Dr. Marcelo Brito, médico oftalmologista, quando a maquiagem entra em contato com os olhos, podem ocorrer diversos problemas. Isso inclui irritações, alergias e até infecções. Partículas de maquiagem podem causar vermelhidão, coceira, inchaço e até mesmo lesões na superfície do olho.
Os sintomas de alergia ou irritação incluem coceira intensa, vermelhidão, inchaço, lacrimejamento excessivo, sensação de corpo estranho nos olhos e, em casos mais graves, secreção ocular. Caso você experiencie esses sintomas, é importante remover imediatamente a maquiagem e procurar um oftalmologista.
“Se a maquiagem irritar os olhos, a primeira medida é remover cuidadosamente todos os vestígios de maquiagem com um removedor suave e água limpa. Evite coçar os olhos, pois isso pode piorar a irritação. Se os sintomas persistirem, é fundamental consultar um oftalmologista para avaliação e tratamento adequado”, explica o médico.
Quando se utiliza extensões de cílios, é importante garantir que o adesivo usado seja seguro para os olhos e aprovado pelos órgãos sanitários. Se ocorrer irritação ou alergia, consulte um especialista imediatamente.
Thais Giraldelli, empresária na área da beleza, pioneira em extensão de cílios no Brasil, influencer e palestrante, alerta sobre os principais cuidados para quem vai apostar no procedimento:
– Não usar produtos à prova d’água, pois exigem demaquilante oleoso para remoção e podem danificar as extensões;
– Evitar o uso de máscaras de cílios, pois isso pode afetar a fixação das extensões;
– Lavar bem com shampoo neutro e água fria após usar maquiagem e principalmente glitter;
– Não esfregar os olhos;
– Após o período da festa corra para sua profissional fazer a manutenção e higiene adequada;
Tome cuidado com excesso de maquiagem nos cílios, seja postiços ou extensão, pois isso pode inflamação nas glândulas de gordura das pálpebras que estão localizadas na base dos cílios.
“Quem utiliza lentes de contato deve ter precauções extras ao aplicar maquiagem para o Halloween. Certifique-se de lavar bem as mãos antes de manusear as lentes ou a maquiagem. Use produtos hipoalergênicos e à prova d'água para evitar que partículas da maquiagem entrem em contato com as lentes, o que pode causar desconforto e problemas oculares. Caso decida usar lentes cosméticas, faça com o apoio e orientação de um oftalmologista, que irá te ajudar no processo de adaptação, além de avaliar se seus olhos estão saudáveis para tal”, orienta o Dr. Marcelo Brito.
Para as crianças que vão se fantasiar para o Halloween na escola, é importante usar maquiagem infantil de qualidade, livre de substâncias alergênicas. Certifique-se de que a maquiagem não entre nos olhos e explique às crianças a importância de não esfregar os olhos enquanto estiverem fantasiadas. Os pais devem supervisionar a aplicação da maquiagem e ensinar as crianças a não compartilharem produtos de maquiagem.
Foto: Freepik
Fonte:
Dr. Marcelo Brito
Médico Oftalmologista
CRM: 18871/RQE:415
@dr.marcelobrito
Thaís Giraldelli
Influencer, empresária, apresentadora e palestrante.
@lashhousebr
@thaisgiraldelli
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