#this is like rough layer before some hopefully better ones

[shdo-xplosion]

k. bakugou x reader

warnings: medieval au, angst with a somewhat happy ending, childhood friends to lovers (with some hiccups in between), brief mentions of death, morbid jokes, outdoor sex, p in v, fem-bodied reader, bkg calls you his ‘woman’ once

word count: 3k

notes: tbh i do not know where this came from. i had a very vague idea and ran with it, and here we are. hopefully everyone can enjoy it! (´͈ ᵕ `͈ ）

You’ve been traveling for so damn long, legs sore from the never ending trek, heels blistered from the rub of your boots, face chafed from the dry winds.

It could be worse, you suppose. The elements could be harsher. You’re lucky that it’s springtime and you’re not stuck in the dead of summer or winter. Plus, your company is better than most. It’s quiet between the two of you, as it has been for the last couple of years, but there’s no bickering, just a few snide comments borne of exhaustion. Truthfully, both of you are too tired to argue like you used to.

Suddenly, a rough hand shoots out to stop you in your tracks, and you look at Katsuki in alarm.

“Wha-”

“Are you seeing what I’m seeing?”

His crimson eyes are fixed on something on the horizon. It’s nothing more than a glimmer to you, but if you squint…

“Is that…”

“Water.”

A river from the looks of it, beckoning you with open arms.

The two of you take off at a run (or the closest your aching bodies will allow), stumbling over dirt and grass until you’re at the edge of the glimmering stream. It babbles at you happily, splashing over rocks and caressing the earth around it.

“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful,” you half-joke. It is magnificent, but it still somehow pales in comparison to the man next to you who’s ripping his boots off. Not even this water could quench the craving you have for him.

“Gonna feel even better,” Katsuki mutters, glancing over at you then urging, “what, you shy? Take your clothes off n’ get in.”

Your cheeks heat at the demand but you end up doing just that. You haven’t bathed in god knows how long. The only water you had before was strictly for drinking no matter how much you had wanted to pour some over your head at times.

Like Katsuki, you pull your boots off first then shrug out of your outer layer of leather hide. Riding pants then your tunic. You hesitate at your undergarments, eyes darting to Katsuki’s already nude form as he drops to the ground and dips his legs in the river. His broad shoulders sag in relief, the wide expanse of his back exposed to the sunlight and glistening gold under the heat. You miss touching it, tracing over every pale scar, counting the stray freckles that dot his spine and ribs…

“Don’t be so awkward about it.” His voice snaps you out of your daydream. “Nothin’ I ain’t seen before.”

He’s right. It’s been a long time, but still. You’ve seen every inch of one another in the past, patching up training wounds then brushing lips over them.

“Don’t be so pushy,” you mumble, finally pushing your underwear down and taking off the wrap around your chest. Taking a deep, unencumbered breath, you let a small smile creep onto your face. The wind feels nice for once, cooling your skin that’s been sticky with sweat for what feels like forever.

Katsuki is standing now, up to his hips in the water, and holds a hand out for you. He doesn’t bother averting his eyes, only ever having been a gentleman when it’s suited him and apparently this is not one of those times.

It’s chilly at first, but after submerging your whole body, wetting your hair, the temperature is more than pleasant.

“Gods, that feels good,” you groan, scratching your nails over your dripping arms to scrub away as much grime as you can.

Katsuki dunks his head under, shakes his hair like a dog when he straightens up and pelts you in the face with stray drops. You splash him in return and initiate a small war, both of you now in a rare giddy mood despite your terrible circumstances.

The village was the only place you’d known. You spent your days like most of the other kids, tending to the land and training. It didn’t matter if you were a boy or a girl or whose house you came from. Everyone had to learn to fight, to brandish sword and shield and be ready to raise both in the event of a raid.

In the end that training hadn’t helped. What’s a few blades against a mountain of fire? How can a shield defend a burning corpse?

When all was lost—your mother, father, and the tiny shack you called home, you were ready to give up. Flames licked at your face, and smoke filled your lungs, but a familiar hand tugged you up from your knees and pulled, dragging you as he ran.

Out of the entire village, you and Katsuki are the only survivors.

You’ve thought about the event since your journey to the kingdom began, but in this moment, as the two of you fling water at each other, you don’t think about it at all. All you see is Katsuki’s sharp smile, the little crinkles at the corners of his eyes, the lightheartedness displayed on his face.

Even when you were kids Katsuki was a little severe. He was loud and abrasive and always scowling. Most of the other children were scared of him, but you never were. Where others saw rabid animal you saw a lonely boy who needed a friend, and you were more than happy to be that friend.

You were just training buddies at first and then your families began sharing meals, trading eggs for milk, splitting chores. Other families in the village had been doing the same for ages, but it had taken meeting Katsuki and his parents for yours to make the same connection.

Swapping meals turned to swapping stories, playing pretend, exploring the tall grasses and woods, and when both of you grew older it all progressed into something much more. Kisses under the moonlight, wildflowers at your window, nervous hands brushing over bare bodies.

Your parents knew and didn’t mind. The assumption was that you and Katsuki would start a family of your own, raise your own strong, passionate children.

Katsuki had other plans, though. A secret he had kept for years.

You’re going to leave me to fight for a king that doesn't care about us? Who keeps us pressed into the dirt with the toe of his boot?

I’m trying to make sure you’re okay! That everyone’ll be taken care of!

Everyone is fine here! We have land we can farm! We have stock to eat and water to drink!

How’s that enough for you?!

Your voices were raised, echoing through the trees that usually hid your late night escapades. Now they hid the end of them.

There was a town nearby. Small but bigger than the village. It had stone streets and places to shop, shelter that would actually keep you dry during storms and warm during winter. If Katsuki became a soldier, he’d be able to move you and his family there.

His family but not yours.

It simply wasn’t an option. You couldn’t leave them behind, and you were appalled that Katsuki would even suggest it. So that was it. That was your last real conversation. Everything else was about milk or eggs or crops. There was nothing left to say. Even when months passed and Katsuki didn’t leave the village you had no words for him, afraid to get reattached only to lose him.

Now, though, in the cleansing waters, it feels like you have everything to say, words that have been stuck in your throat since he pulled you from the cinders of your ruined village.

You watch him from the corner of your eye as he rubs his palms down his chest, nails reddening the muscles of his abdomen then scratching at the trail of hair that travels from his belly button to the water.

“Enjoying the view?” he chuckles, laugh growing when you whip your head away from him. “S’okay. I’m lookin’ too.”

That only makes you turn all the way around, crossing your arms over your breasts as the place between your legs begins to throb. He’s looking at you like that? After everything?

You take a shuddering breath, squeeze your eyes shut tight when you feel him touch your hip.

“Don’t.”

His thick fingers curl around the curved bone.

“Kat…”

“Why?” His voice is low, right behind you so that you feel the question on the nape of your neck.

“Because,” you sigh, “I don’t want you to just because you don’t have any other options. Just because it’s only us.”

“That’s not what I’m asking.”

His other hand is on you now, both reaching around your waist to lock right above your pelvis.

“Why’d you stop talkin’ to me? Why didn’t we ever make up?”

“Why didn’t you ever leave?” you counter.

He goes rigid, arms tightening around you. “Didn’t want to.” Then, much quieter, “didn’t wanna leave you.”

The words hit you right in the chest, ricocheting in your ribcage. You wiggle to turn in his grasp, eyes wide as they stare into his.

“Why didn’t you just tell me that?”

Katsuki frowns. One of those deep frowns. “You wouldn’t give me time of day! Any time you saw me you’d turn around. Could barely fuckin’ look at me.”

“Can you blame me?” You pull yourself out of his arms. “You wanted me to leave my parents behind. You wanted me to leave everything behind!”

“I wanted you to be taken care of! I wanted to take care of you!

You scoff. “I can take care of myself, Katsuki.”

“I know you can, but so can I. And I should,” he rasps. He looks more emotional than you’ve ever seen him, hair plastered to his forehead, water streaming into his pleading eyes. “I should be your husband by now.”

Your brain shuts down momentarily, unsure if you actually heard what he just said. He still wants to marry you?

“Of course I still wanna marry you!” Must have said that out loud. “I still wanna do everything with you. I’d walk through hell if I got to do it with you.”

Don’t cry. Do not cry. Do not show that you’ve been waiting to hear those words since that last fight.

He wipes a tear from under your eye with a calloused thumb, expression softening.

“Well,” you clear your throat, “I guess you’re in luck since we’re going through hell right now. Burnt village. Dead families…”

“Probably gonna get thrown in the dungeons when we get to the palace,” he adds casually. “King doesn’t take too kindly to outsiders.”

“Will you still think I’m pretty when rats start nibbling on my toes?” It’s dark to joke about. But life has not been kind to you as of late, and even in the midst of all of your fear and grief, you’re finally able to crack a smile (sad as it may be), and your stomach flips the way it used to.

“I’ll still think you’re pretty when they eat your face,” he tells you, caressing your cheek. It’s so sincere that it makes you laugh.

“That’s absurd.”

“What’s absurd is that I haven’t kissed you in a god damn eternity.”

You nearly tackle him into the water, arms around his neck as he catches you with a small ‘oof’, and even though the entire top half of your body is exposed to the air, it still feels like you’re entirely submerged. Drowning in Katsuki without want for oxygen.

His lips are chapped just like yours, yet they’re the softest thing you’ve ever felt. Gentle even with hungry teeth, tender even with his greedy tongue.

The water, once cool, feels boiling, like your bodies are giving off steam. His hands grab at your ass, fingertips digging into the fat of it before he lifts you to set you on the riverbank.

You immediately lock your legs around him, like you’re scared of him suddenly disappearing, but Katsuki attaches himself to you in the form of his mouth on your skin, nipping down your neck, sucking bruises down your shoulder and collarbone.

Frantic fingers find their way between your legs, grazing the inside of your thighs before softly brushing your sensitive folds.

“Missed you so much,” Katsuki grumbles, lowering himself in order to take one of your nipples into his mouth.

You hold his head tightly, pulling him further into you. “I missed you too, Kat. So much.”

The first finger sinks into your heat, making you whimper in satisfaction. Katsuki continues to suck on your hardened bud, swirling his tongue around it to distract you from the stretch of his second finger and the slight burn that comes with it.

“Fuck,” you gasp.

“I know, I know, I got you.” He uses a thumb to massage your clit, your legs trembling as your body begins to open up for him. “Can’t wait to feel your cunt again.”

“I’m ready,” you tell him. “I want you, please…”

“Not yet, sweetheart. I want you dripping’ before I give you my cock.”

You whine, thighs flexing around his waist. You aren’t giving him much room to work with, but you can’t stand the thought of letting him go. His hand is pressed tightly against you, fingers so deep in your pussy as he pumps and curls them. He finds your spot as if he had just touched you yesterday, always so good at reading you, and kisses your throat when you throw your head back.

He abuses the spongy tissue until you’re leaking into the water below, moaning his name and pulling his hair.

“Please, please, need you, Kat.”

He chuckles, an almost condescending, “shh shh, baby. It’s okay.”

He lines himself up and pushes in slowly—so slowly—his thick cock spreading your gummy walls. He feels impossibly large after so long apart, his tip alone stretching your entrance thin so that you scrunch your eyes shut.

“Feel so good already,” Katsuki groans. He pushes his hips forward, and even through the burn your body sucks him in further, begging for more.

“Takin’ me so well, fuck…”

Once he’s bottomed out, Katsuki stays still for several seconds, and your cunt clenches around him automatically, still trying to adjust to his size.

A slow rhythm to start, steady thrusts that drag along your walls and gently slide over your most sensitive spot. Moans stay caught in your throat, mouth open, and you know that as soon as you start making noise you won’t be able to stop.

Katsuki begins moving his hips faster, making the water splash around you on the bank. The chill of it is a stark contrast from the heat of Katsuki’s body and the affectionate burn in your chest.

His strong hands wrap around your head, holding you as he kisses you fiercely. His rhythm stutters, but his lips move against yours perfectly, forming the words, “I love you,” so desperately that it makes you ache. “I love you, I love you. I never stopped.”

“I love you too,” you breathe heavily into him, muscles tightening with every pointed thrust. Your sticky slickness drips out of you, making the slide of his cock effortless. He feels so good, so deep inside you the way he’s supposed to be. Always supposed to be.

“Squeezin’ me so sweet,” he croons, jaw dropping open as he loses himself in sensation. “Always so sweet to me…”

The feeling of his fingers on your clit again is enough to send you over the edge, your nails digging semi-circles into his back as you cry his name loud enough to echo in the emptiness around you.

The rhythmic pulsing of your orgasm milks the cum from Katsuki’s cock, the warmth of it coating your insides, filling you to the brim. He gasps with every thick string he shoots into you until he’s finally dry.

You let him rest his head on your shoulder for some time, giving you both a chance to catch your breath before you pull him out of the water and topple over into the grass.

The sun is setting, the sky painted orange and pink in the afterglow of yet another day. You admire the way it shines over the treetops, the rays of it bathing you in such a comforting way. Everything will be okay, you think. We can survive as long as we’re together.

“Guess I should go find us some food,” Katsuki eventually muses, adding a smirking, “gotta make sure my woman stays fed.”

You roll your eyes and give him a light shove. “Your woman can feed herself, thank you very much.”

“Don’t I know it,” he grins, wiggling his eyebrows. “Never seen you so cock-hungry.”

“Oh my gods, Katsuki!”

“I’m just sayin’!” he laughs. More like cackles.

Your glare holds no weight, but you still suck your teeth at him and mumble, “think I’d prefer the rats over this.”

“Won’t be nearly as filling as—”

You cut him off by rolling on top of him and covering his mouth with yours. “Stop talking.”

He hums, settling his hands on the small of your back. “Only if you keep doin’ this.”

“I will if you keep your promise to marry me.”

“Second I can, I will.”

2023©️shdo-xplosion. please do not plagiarize, alter, or repost my work to any other platforms.

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[demonichikikomori]

Peel My Orange?: Buster Bros!!

(Fem!Reader)

You ask him to peel an orange for you.

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Ichiro Yamada

You ask him during an anime marathon with him. Ichiro would do it no questions asked.

Ichiro used to peel oranges for Jiro and Saburo when they were younger so it’s not suspicious when you ask him

He assumes you don’t like the rind getting under your nails or maybe the smell sticking isn't something you like

When he's finished, Ichiro hands the orange back to you with a big smile!

You watched in silent awe as he got up from his spot beside you to instead crouch beside his trash can. "Do you want me to pause the show?" You were already reaching for the remote with a frown.

"Nah, it's fine. I already watched the episode before you came over. I just wanted to watch it again with you." He assured you with a shake of his head as he peeled back the hard outer layer of the orange bit by bit. There were stringy remnants of the rind making its way under his nails and eventually he was finished. He returned to his seat beside you on the couch and held out the orange in the large palm of his hand. “Here, sorry it’s a little messy.” He apologized with a warm smile, appearing proud of his handy work. You accepted the orange and curled a finger for him to come closer. When he did, you rewarded him with a kiss to the cheek.

Jiro Yamada

You ask him during lunch at school and he looked confused by the request. You don't honestly expect someone as rough as Jiro Yamada to peel an orange for anyone.

Girls are weird like that, coming up with these kinds of games to see the reactions they'll get from others.

He's not upset by it. Jiro assumes its one of those personality games he's seen online.

And why not just peel it? He doesn't mind, only because it's you.

Jiro stared at you with a frown as you made the request, holding the orange out to him with a hopeful look in your eyes. "Gimmie." He took the orange from you, the two of you sitting on the roof of the school as you watched him mutilate the rind of the orange. Pulling it apart roughly, nearly tearing away some of the outer white skin. "This is all you're eating today? You're gonna waste away..." He clicked his tongue sounding agitated as he continued to peel, haphazardly tossing the remains beside him. Before you knew it, Jiro dropped the orange back into your hand. He watched patiently with a blush forming on his cheeks as you sat with him and ate your orange, giving him a small thank you. You didn't actually expect him to peel it for you. "I bet it tastes better since I'm the one who peeled it!" He spoke proudly, and you nodded in response. He wasn't expecting you to agree...

The two of you ate together quietly, enjoying one another's company.

Saburo Yamada

You wanted to see how he would react! Hopefully he'll grow into a respectable adult like his older brother... But Saburo wonders if maybe… This is a test from Ichiro?!

There’s some hesitation since he doesn’t want to get the peel all over his keyboard so he opts to get up and crouch beside a garbage can to peel your orange.

He likes knowing that you wanted him to do it. It makes him feel reliable!

After this, he will be letting Jiro know that you asked HIM to peel your orange.

“You couldn’t peel this yourself? You’re so hopeless…” He comments under his breath, fighting back a smile. Saburo felt a swell of pride in his chest knowing you came to him instead of Jiro or Ichiro for such a mundane task. He takes your orange, and similarly to his older brother, crouches in front of a trash can to peel away the orange. But instead of peeling bit by bit, Saburo found an efficient way to peel the orange in an unusually neat spiral. "Is there a reason why you asked me to do this?" Saburo hasn't seen the trend, so he's genuinely curious. You respond by just saying you wanted him to do it. This seemed to make him happy! "Is that so? I see." He was happy he was facing the trash can. His smile was huge knowing that you wanted him to do it. Being the youngest of his brothers, he doesn't usually have many responsibilities from others. Since, they assume that he can't handle them. When he finished, he held the orange carefully and brought it to you in the palms of his hands. "I think I did a pretty good job." He beamed and you took the orange with a smile. Saburo needs to tell Jiro and rub it in his face. But first, he wants to admire you enjoying the orange.

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[lauralot89]

Big Long Nail Care Post

I got into nail painting during the pandemic, partly because I was bored in lockdown but mostly because washing my hands constantly was making my terrible hangnails even worse, and I figured if I was painting my nails, I'd have to pay attention to my hands and that would help me stop going all Black Swan on my cuticles.

Anyway, I have amassed more knowledge than anyone needs about nails, polish, and nail care, so hopefully this information is of use to somebody.

Natural Nail Care

Cuticles

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The cuticle is dead skin that builds up at the base of your nails. It exists to cover the opening where the nail emerges from your skin, to protect against infection. However, if too much skin builds up on the nail, it can become inflamed or snag on objects, peeling back and damaging the living skin it's attached to. To prevent this from happening, you remove the cuticle by pushing it back or cutting the dead skin away.

Cuticle Remover

A cuticle remover is a solution that helps to soften the cuticle skin, making it easier to remove. Sally Hansen Instant Cuticle Remover is available in pretty much every US drugstore, but there also are vegan cuticle removers and homemade recipes. For some people, just soaking their nails in warm water is sufficient to soften the cuticle.

Pushing Back Cuticles

After softening the cuticles, use either the flattened end of an orange stick or a cuticle pusher to push back the cuticle. Apply gentle pressure and do not jab the tool into the base of your nail. Use small back and forth motions until the cuticle is removed. This process may look torturous, but because the cuticle is dead skin, you don't feel anything.

This is hard to describe in text, so here's a video:

NAIL CARE ♥ PERFECT CUTICLES

Cutting Cuticles

Cutting cuticles is a controversial decision. Because the cuticle exists to protect against infection, cutting too far and causing an open wound is a health risk. If you choose to cut your cuticles, be aware of the risk. Make sure your cuticle nipper is washed before use, and wash your hands before and after cutting. If you accidentally cut yourself during the process, wash the wound and apply an antiseptic.

How to ACTUALLY Cut Your Cuticles

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Nail Oil

Nails that are hydrated are less prone to breaking or peeling, whether at the cuticle, the free edge, or anywhere in between. Nail oil can be purchased ready made, or you can use jojoba oil. Many jojoba oils come with a dropper, or you can buy an empty twist pen, fill it with oil, and refill it once you've emptied it. If you find jojoba oil on its own is too runny to work with, mix it with a small amount of Vitamin E gel.

As with all skincare products, test for a reaction on a small, inconspicuous area of your skin before using.

To use nail oil, apply a small amount to the base of the nail. Rub it around the nail base, across the nail itself, into the sides of the nail, and under the free edge of the nail. Repeated as needed.

If you are wearing nail polish, apply the nail oil at the base and sides of the nail and under the free edge.

Nail Shaping

Nail Clippers

If you are not trying to grow out your nails, using nail clippers to cut them is fine. If you are trying to grow your nails, filing is better than clipping because the pressure that the blades of the clipper put on your nail can cause the nail to snap lower than intended.

Nail File

Glass nail files are preferable over emery boards, as they last longer and are less rough. Nail oil needs to be applied before any sort of filing so that the file does not crack the nail or split the layers of the nail. File your nails in one direction at a time rather than back and forth so there's less risk of breakage.

Do NOT file your nails after a shower or bath. Water seeps between the layers of your nail and they are more prone to splitting.

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Nail Buffers

Unless your nails are very thick, do not buff your nails. Buffing the nail means sanding down the top layers of your nail plate, making it thinner and more prone to breakage and splitting.

If your nails are ridged, look for a smoothing base coat to fill in ridges. If your nails are stained from dark polishes, do not buff or whiten your nails. Use a base coat before applying polish. Look for a base coat that prevents staining.

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Nail Growth

Nail hardeners do not help your nail grow; they actually make the nail more prone to breakage by making the nail plate stiffer and more likely to snap rather than bend when stressed.

Nail oil helps the nail stay hydrated and flexible, which makes it less likely to break. A non-hardening nail polish can also help protect nails without making them too rigid.

If your nails are very brittle or will not grow at all, seek medical advice.

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Nail Problems

Sudden changes to your nails should be examined by a doctor. While some issues with nails, such as ridges, can be related to age, skin conditions such as eczema, trauma to the nail matrix, or other relatively harmless causes, some issues can be signs of serious underlying conditions. Your doctor will be able to advise how to treat any changes to your nails and whether you would benefit from biotin vitamins or other treatments.

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Ridges in Nails

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Nail Fungus

Broken Nails

Depending on the severity of the break, a broken nail may need to be filed or cut down to the breaking point. For less severe breaks, the nail can be patched until the break grows out.

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Nail Polish

There are three main formulas of nail polish: solvent-based, water-based, and gel.

Solvent-based polishes, also called oil-based polishes, are the standard nail polishes you find in most stores. They consist of pigments suspended in an oil or solvent base. When the base dries on the nail, the pigment is left behind. These polishes are the easiest to find and to use.

Water-based polishes suspend their pigment in water rather than a solvent. They do not have the strong odor associated with traditional polishes. However, they can be difficult to remove. I would recommend using a water-based peel-off base coat with water-based polish for easier removal.

Gel polishes do not dry with exposure to air; instead, they need to be cured with a UV light. Gel polishes are known for their durability and are often used in salon manicures because they will last for a month or more. Removing gel polish is a long process that involves soaking the fingertips in acetone, which can leave the underlying nails thin and brittle.

I have never used gel polish, but here are two video tutorials:

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Apply & Remove Gel Polish Perfectly At Home

Types of Nail Polish:

Base Coat: Typically clear, this polish goes on your bare nail to help the polish adhere and last longer. There are various types of base coat depending on your needs: Long-lasting base coats, smoothing base coats, peel-off base coats, stain-blocking base coats, and more.

Creme: The most common type of a nail polish, a creme polish is an opaque colored solvent.

Jelly: Jelly polishes are colored but translucent.

Glitter: A clear or jelly base with glitter suspended inside.

Holographic: A polish containing holographic pigments or glitters which refract light and create a rainbow effect.

Clear: A colorless nail polish. Often used interchangeably with a top coat, but not all clear polishes are top coats.

Topper: Also separate from a top coat, a topper is intended to be painted over a creme polish. It may contain glitter, confetti, or other decorative elements.

Top coat: A hard clear coat that protects the paint underneath from damage and chipping. A quick dry top coat will surface dry within minutes, allowing you to go about your life without ruining your nails so long as you don't dig them into something. Get yourself a quick dry top coat, it will save your life.

Most top coats have a glossy finish, but there are matte top coats as well. Matte top coats typically have a mattifying effect without protective qualities, so you may want to apply a matte top coat over a regular top coat.

Note: Because quick dry top coats harden with exposure to air, the polish will become thicker the more it is used and the more air gets into the bottle. This is true of all polishes but happens especially fast with quick dry top coats. For this reason, I recommend buying a nail polish thinner.

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Other Products

Nail Polish Remover: Typically containing acetone. Water-based polishes may require their own specific removers.

Nail Polish Thinner: Used to thin nail polish and make it easier to spread.

Clean Up Brush: An angled brush that is dipped in nail polish remover and used during the painting process to remove any polish that got on the skin or in the cuticle. You can use a q-tip or regular paintbrush for this purpose, but the bristles of a clean up brush will be less damaged by acetone exposure than a regular paint or makeup brush.

Striping Tape: A thin tape that is laid on the nail to help keep lines straight and even when painting stripes. Can then be removed or left on as a decorative element.

Nail Vinyls: Stickers that are placed on the nail temporarily during painting and removed while the polish is still wet. They may be used to paint the white edge of a French tip manicure, or they may be used to make a more intricate design.

Nail Powder: A nail polish alternative that is buffed into a base coat. Typically a gel base coat is used.

Striping Brushes: Very thin brushes used to paint fine details on nails.

Dotting Tool/Bobby Pin: Used to create small circles on the nail.

Stamper/Stamping Plate: A silicone stamper that lifts a nail polish design off an etched metal plate and transfers it to the nail.

Makeup Sponge: Can be used to more densely pack glitter polish onto the nail. Can also be used to create a gradient effect with different polishes on the nail.

Painting Your Nails

Begin by rubbing the nail plate with rubbing alcohol or pure acetone. Do not use a nail polish remover containing a moisturizer. The purpose of this step is to dry out the nail plate to help the polish adhere, so moisturizers defeat the purpose.

Apply a base coat. Leave a small gap between your nail plate and your cuticle where there is no polish. Once the base coat is touch-dry, apply as many layers of your main color as needed. Once finished, apply a quick dry top coat. The top coat will be fully dry in roughly twenty minutes and surface dry very quickly.

Note: Clean up mistakes as you go! Polish on your skin becomes harder to remove and stains more the longer it dries. Make sure that you paint the tip of your free edge with the base coat, top coat, and at least one coat of your color. Doing this helps the polish to adhere and makes it less likely to chip. You can do this on short nails as well, you will just need to clean the surrounding skin with remover once you've painted the tip. If you get the polish in your cuticle, you can clean that up with the brush as well. To help your manicure last, avoid submerging your hands in water for extended periods. Use gloves when washing dishes.

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And lastly:

Fake Nails

I have never worn fake nails, acrylics, silk wraps, polygel, etc. I am of no help here.

#nail polish #nail care #nail art #manicure #long post

[sibyl-of-space]

Would you say that a midi piano is needed when composing music? I'm still pretty new to this (only got a couple of rough tracks done) and have been on the fence on whether I should get a midi piano so I thought I'd ask

There is no answer to this question unfortunately, as it really comes down to how YOU work best.

I can talk about my own workflow, and where having a MIDI piano is helpful to me; whether one will be helpful to you depends a lot on your particular workflow, comfort level with the piano, expertise, etc.

For me, I actually start composing in MuseScore first (aka by writing it out in Western notation). I find it easiest to write that way, especially when it comes to doing cool things with rhythm and counterpoint. So I'll write it in notation first and then export MIDI from there, and then use that MIDI in my DAW to flesh it out into something more. A lot of people don't do this but they compose by "playing" into the DAW directly with a MIDI keyboard; in that case the keyboard would be invaluable.

At the DAW stage, however, I do find the keyboard useful. I use it in two ways:

- if it feels like something is missing, I might set the track on loop and "play" to it with the keyboard, and then once I figure out what's missing I'll use the keyboard to record the new part. If you have a non-MIDI instrument (including your voice) you can just as well do this by layering a recording on top instead - I do this with cello often. But the MIDI keyboard can help if you want to just record a part and mess with instrumentation later, and I also use it to bang out percussion parts sometimes.

- it really, really makes a difference if I actually "perform" the MIDI especially for melodic parts. So I will sometimes use the MIDI keyboard to record myself playing a part, instead of using the perfect performance exported from MuseScore. You can get the same effect by doing lots of detail work by editing the MIDI itself: nudging notes before or after the beat, changing velocities, modifying lengths. So a keyboard isn't strictly necessary. However if you're proficient at it, it's generally faster to play it in and then tweak it than doing all of the modifying in the piano roll. Up to you though!

Now there's one thing that a proper MIDI keyboard (as in not mine which is just an electric keyboard from like 1998 that has MIDI out, but no CC's) can really help with: recording "performances" of synth parameters. Currently I do that entirely by just adding automation manually and playing it back to see how it sounds, but playing with knobs and sliders live can really help make working with synths faster in the same way playing the notes in makes humanizing a MIDI part faster.

Anyway, I know I didn't actually answer your question, but hopefully this has given you some idea of how a MIDI keyboard might help and where in a composer's workflow it might be of use. If I'm honest my teachers in grad school tried so hard to get me to use my keyboard more, and it wasn't until I ignored them and started writing in MuseScore that I ended up writing music I liked better. So it's all personal preference and if I told you definitively yes or no I feel like I'd be doing a disservice.

It's a great tool, but only if you think you'd use it. Good luck, try stuff, see what works, and keep making music! There is no "right" way to create.

#asks #anonymous

[k00297230]

Hello you effervescent emus!

today I was stressed.

I would be giving birth to my mini me!

I spent the morning finishing up on some of the work I had done yesterday to complete what I could of my sculpture. This was what it looked like before.

Yeah, looking rough.

going off my original base i just went with layering a bunch of paper to create the face shape because I thought it would be easier. I was wrong. I used toilet paper to build up a base for the hair and forehead, which I then layered with paper. I used a scissors to curl paper strips for some extra layers of hair. I must've been colour blind when painting it because I did not mean for it to turn out so orange but here we are. It looks like my mini me was involved in a tragic fire within their family home and got hit by a car after running out onto the road, trying to escape it. ;(

The nose base started off pretty proportionate but somewhere along the way it clearly slipped down a bit and left little room for my mouth. The chin is practically non existent. The body I was using my thread idea to create clothes with a elevated layer for the collar. I had a bit of work done but need to do a lot more before I wanted to take photos of it but I knew I hade limited time so I settled with getting half of it done.

Because my nose was so big and there was little room for my mouth I decided to use the default phenome templates on our Moodle as they were small and thin. I would've liked to have considered other styles for the mouth that may have gone with my illustrators style better but to be honest the mouth was an after thought for me.

I cut these out and brought them to be photographed with Deborah along with my head.

We placed them on a green page flat and shone a light down on all of them to try and get no shadows. I layed out all of them which will then be edited individually out piece by piece which can be used as an asset on top of my head photo. This was a much simpler idea than photographing the head with blue tacked mouths on them multiple times as the head would probably move with every mouth replaced.

I also forgot one of my mouths so I did it myself back in the room. I did it on a flat red background hoping to get enough light that there wouldn't be shadows.

Then we photographed the final mini me piece. against a green background. I angled the camera slightly lower, looking up to hopefully obscure some of the obvious and ugly work behind it.

The final mini me, I was quite happy with. I completed the threaded top and added buttons with loose threads hanging out them as well as using coloured paper as a substitute halfway through.

I then had to attach the head onto the neck and base. This was difficult as the head was heavy behind it so it kept leaning back and needed support. I just stuffed and taped some brown paper to hold it up haphazardly. I somehow did it although you can kind of see the tape behind the neck more obviously.

I'll have to edit that out tomorrow if I can. I also need to individually cut out these pieces digitally and assemble them onto my background which I'll need to photograph tomorrow morning.

I'm a father now!!

[littleststarfighter]

howdy!! would you be able to post your whole process of creating a piece - like sketch to lineart to color?!? so excited!!🤩

Sure, I'll see what I can do for you ❤️ It won't be for a bit though as I'm halfway through some paintings so they'll take a wee while to finish. My one problem is I sometimes flatten my layers when I'm happy with a part to spare my poor computer because I work big. So I would either have to start something new from scratch. Which at the moment I don't have time to start. Or find a piece I didn't squash the layers on. Just give me a while to see what I have that's fully layered. And, hopefully I still have my rough sketches (I do them on printer paper before going over them onto better cartridge paper. So I don't keep them most of the time.) to make a progress timeline. 

#Sadly was sent another anon before this one thinking I trace #Kind of been second guessing my art and process because of that since #So will try to explain how I do the more realistic pieces #I do use refs a lot and I've never hid that fact #I don't think there's anything wrong with heavily using refs to draw from #The first thing they taught us at art college was how to draw accurately from refs

[mamamittens]

Bite Me (I Will) +18

Day #5 of Spooktober!

Fandom: One Piece (Regency-ish AU – Look, I’m not a historian, consider this like… Romance Novel Regency Era)

AO3 link ;)

Ship: Vampire!CrocodileXF!Reader

Warnings: blood kink/play, biting, breath play, oral sex, rough sex, dirty talk, degradation, unsafe sex, dom/sub undertone (That probably turned into overtones, my bad), overstimulation, aphrodisiac, begging, and light somnophilia implied (reader wakes up to oral). Oh! And implied future corruption kink and sex in a church (threat or a promise, you decide).

Word Count: 5,029

@tardiiart

Perhaps the illustrious ballroom would be more impressive if you hadn’t seen at least a dozen just as opulent in the past three months. This season had been particularly busy compared to the past few years, though you aren’t sure why exactly. Well, actually, you do know why. But the probable reason was ridiculous enough you refused to acknowledge it out loud or even in your head.

See… it might be your fault. Sort of.

You fiddled a little with the black lace sleeve of your dress. The height of fashion and just a bit ahead, the dark red dress was bold against the white marble and golden hallway. Tucked in close to your chest with a corset with layers of fabric that fanned out around you, you were quire fond of the design. Elegant and just a little spicy with the lacy cover that prevented a clear view of your breasts. Many men had given you’re a second glance tonight… it was a shame your thoughts rested with none of them at all.

No, you were thinking of only one man. And the source of your busy dance schedule this season.

It started late last season when the illusive and reclusive Earl of Alabasta, Lord Crocodile, finally deigned to appear at the party of a Duchess. Presumably as a favor of some kind since he was famous for refusing any invites to all functions not directly related to his duties or business obligations. The man cut quite the figure among a group of tittering young ladies vying for his attention. Suit immaculately tailored with crisp lines in a color so dark you were only somewhat sure it wasn’t actually black. It contrasted greatly with his famous gold hook—which he received in an incident many years back that the rumor mill still could not pin down to this day. Dark hair slicked back as he stared, bored as shit, with a fat cigar clenched between his teeth and a thin scar stretching over his nose and cheeks in a seamless line.

The man looked so sullen to be there you decided it wouldn’t hurt to bring him some wine. Hopefully getting a little tipsy would improve his night. He seemed appreciative at the time, eagerly accepting the glass and excusing himself to the balcony area—much to the disappointment of the hopeful young ladies that gave you sharp glances for the interruption. If Lord Crocodile had been looking for a wife, it would be the talk of the city. So their time would honestly be better spent looking elsewhere. You, at least, were quite happy without a husband. Your fortune firmly your own and no family close enough to have a say in the matter, you were free to do as you pleased with no plans to change that.

Naturally, you were quite surprised when Lord Crocodile asked you to join him in a waltz not an hour later, wine and cigar free. There was a slightly awkward pause as you took in his request—and another when you tried to puzzle out how to hold his hook. But, thankfully, Lord Crocodile found your hesitance amusing rather than insulting.

“Grip the base, if you must, my lady.” Lord Crocodile suggested with a sly smirk. You huffed, startled as your face heated up for a moment before wrapping your hand around the base of his golden hook. You stared up at him with narrowed eyes, tipping your chin up with your own smile.

“I suppose it will have to do, so long as you don’t falter in this dance, Lord Crocodile.” You challenged. His smirk fell for a second before growing back with an arched, smug brow.

“Oh, I’m sure I won’t disappoint, my lady.” The Earl suggested before sweeping you onto the dance floor. Despite his famous shut-in ways, the waltz was precise and breathtaking. Lord Crocodile never failing to dip, swing, and lead you around the floor in time with the music. His height actually proved to be more of a challenge than his hook, leading you to stare firmly at the buttons of his jacket or demurely glance up through your lashes.

When the orchestra finally ended, you were almost breathless and giddy. It had been ages since you’d danced like that. Still, you could hardly allow the smug bastard to win completely.

“It appears you are quite… adequate of a dance partner, my lord.” You laughed, attempting to step back, but his grip on your waist didn’t falter.

Lord Crocodile slowly removed his hand and stepped back. Pulling his hook, and your hand still firmly gripping the warm metal, to his lips as he bowed. His lips brushed your gloved knuckles softly, breath seeping into the fabric as he chuckled.

“As are you, my lady… perhaps I shall have to find you on the dance floor again?” he suggested lightly with burning eyes. Shocked at his forwardness, you couldn’t help but smile.

“Perhaps.” You acquiesced.

Ever since then he’s danced with you at every ball at least once. Each time with vague innuendo that you coyly responded to without addressing the lewdness of his phrasing because unlike him, you were raised better than that. Incorrigible bastard that he is.

This ball was the same as the others in the end. Glittery finery abound, eager young ladies seeking a husband, gossiping old ladies on the sidelines, and him. Striding across the room to ask for a dance he knew you would accept. Still immaculately dressed and cocky as ever, you had half a mind to turn him down despite the improperness of such a request just to wipe the smug look off his face. And then, for once, there was a break in routine.

A handsome young man cut in front of you.

Eager and bold, he asked for your hand in a dance and too surprised to turn him down, you agreed.

He wasn’t… a terrible dancer. Though you once teased Lord Crocodile of being ‘adequate’, you grudgingly admitted that this young man fit far better than the Earl. A bit too unsteady, hands just shy of improper and loose, you couldn’t quite lose yourself in the waltz. He also used far too much cologne, which was unfortunate since this particular waltz required you to keep close to the young man. You actually had enough room to think about how awkward it was going to be to ensure this young man never sought your hand for a dance again once the music wound down.

Thankfully, just like any other time in a dance, Lord Crocodile didn’t let you down.

Just before the young man—did he even give his name? How improper of him—could speak, a gold hook wrapped around your wrist and gave a slight tug. Shocked by his boldness, you nevertheless allowed Lord Crocodile to pull your hand up to be kissed.

“My apologies, my lady. I almost didn’t recognize you in such a lovely dress… I hope you still have the energy for one more dance?” Lord Crocodile asked coyly, dismissing the unfortunate young man with a glance. Though he sputtered, the young man left without comment. “You appear quite… unsatisfied with your previous partner’s performance.”

“And you believe you can rectify that?” You asked, just as coy. Lord Crocodile merely smiled and took your hand, sweeping you into a wide arch for a much more invigorating waltz.

“I haven’t left you wanting yet, have I?” Lord Crocodile asked, leading you flawlessly as you instinctively rested your hand just below his hook.

“What if you have left me wanting, my lord?” You tipped your head back with a sly grin. Lord Crocodile paused for a heartbeat before grinning.

“Then I’ll have to rectify that, won’t I, my lady?” Crocodile leaned down and whispered into your ear. You gasped, shocked and delighted in equal measure. A subdued cologne mixed with whiskey and ashes tickled your nose.

Flushed with heat and feeling unusually faint in your tight corset, you laughed.

“Oh, promises, promises my lord.” You tittered softly, “You should be more careful with your words. Someone might misconstrue them into something perverse.” A puff of warm air tickled your ear.

“No need to misconstrue anything if that’s exactly what I mean. You really do look ravishing in that dress, you know.” Crocodile whispered, “And I find myself compelled to your side with every dance.”

“Oh, I’d say you must tell every lady that, but it shocks me that you find your way to the dancefloor at all.” You teased, letting your dress flare in a spin Crocodile eagerly allowed.

“Perhaps I can’t stand to be called merely ‘adequate’, my lady.” Crocodile teased back as the song slowly drifted off. You were both on the edges of the dance floor now as he lead you to the back door where a few party goers were slipping out to enjoy the gardens. “If you’re not exhausted, I thought we could enjoy some fresh air?” he asked.

You smiled, nodding eagerly.

“The gardens sound quite nice, actually.” Of course, it wasn’t just the garden that you were both intending to enjoy. The air was crisp tonight outside of the ballroom. The rose bushes and flowers immaculately tended in clear paths that lead to a hedge maze. Pumpkin lanterns decorated the way and provided ample light further out.

As a gentleman should, Crocodile offered his arm for you to hold. Something you eagerly took advantage of, enjoying the warmth and firmness under your hands. The quiet walk was serene, interrupted only by the clack of your heels on the paved pathway and the sound of leaves brushing your dress as you walked by. Crocodile, a man you were beginning to suspect of incredible deviancy, lead an almost straight path to the maze. Where neither one of you could be seen from the outside.

You snorted, Crocodile giving you a sly glance. You merely batted your eyelashes and smiled.

“You’re a bold man, my lord.” Crocodile grinned, showing more teeth than you’d ever seen before. Sharp, too… unusually so.

“And to think this is only the start, my lady.”

“You promise?” You asked demurely, teasing him. Crocodile paused just after the first turn in the maze and leaned down to whisper against your temple.

“I’ll do much more than make promises for you, my lady. I’m a… man of action. Promises are sweet, pretty things meant to tempt you. And I intend to offer much more tangible delights in my seduction. If you think you can handle me.” You gasped, shocked as his breath curled around your hairline. Your heart raced and you loved it. “I want to hear you say it, my lady. I want more than just that pretty heart beating for me.”

“Oh? And what do you want to hear me say, my lord? That I enjoyed dancing with you? Greatly?” You pulled away from his arm and spun around, laughing as you walked back further into the maze. “That I find you quite scandalous and bold? And that I like that about you very much?” You challenged.

Crocodile narrowed his eyes dangerously and smirked, stalking forward as you tried to move backwards faster. You only managed a few dizzy turns before your back met a prickly wall of shrubbery.

A dead end. With Crocodile standing tall before you, his body coated in moonlight as he confidently walked closer to you. Until you had to bend you neck to look up at him. Cold, golden metal nipped at your chin as he tilted your head up more.

“Well, my lady, I think…” Crocodile leaned down until his lips ghosted over yours, whiskey and wine mixing between you both, “That was a very good start.” You smirked, reaching up to grasp at his tie.

“Right… you’re a man of action. I almost forgot.” You yanked on his tie hard, sending his lips crashing into yours. Bold and drunk on the illicitness of your actions, you swept your tongue between his teeth and hissed as something nicked you. Blood tainting the kiss as Crocodile groaned, cradling your head with one hand as he deepened your shared passion. Chasing your tongue with his own eagerly.

A soft, plaintive sound slipped out from you as you clutched his suit, answered by a sharp growl that vibrated on your lips. You laughed a little, reaching up to tug on his hair, peaking through your lashes to find his eyes bearing down on your hungrily. They seemed to glow red hot the longer his lips slid over yours, as though he was finally sating his desire and you were thrilled to be there for it. But unfortunately, you couldn’t lose yourself under his heady kiss forever.

You started to pull back when his hand slipped lower, thumb sliding over your throat and squeezing. You gasped, swallowing hard against the pressure as Crocodile growled, resuming the kiss with a harsh nip to your bottom lip. Your breath became labored under his attention, every inhale hard earned under his firm hand. Your eyes slid shut as you leaned into his chest, mewling as the motion briefly dislodged his hand and cool air rushed down your throat. He huffed softly, tongue slipping back further as he dropped the pretense and gripped the column of your throat.

Your heart throbbed, blood racing against his firm grip as you struggled to breath, dizzy. Suddenly, almost as fast as it started, Crocodile pulled back. His tongue slow to leave as lewd strings pulled and snapped with every heave of your chest. He panted, smirk evident as he took in your debauched state.

“I knew it.” He whispered, licking his lips. “You taste like divine perfection… We should stop. Shouldn’t we? You’d be utterly ruined if I gave into what your eyes promise here and now.” Still lightheaded, you laughed.

“I thought you didn’t like promises? And why would anyone need to know you take my breath away?” You giggled. Crocodile smirked.

“Well, neither one of us would have a choice when you start screaming.” You arched a brow.

“And you’d let me?” you challenged. Crocodile sucked in a harsh breath and scoffed.

“What a troublesome young lady, you are. So eager to throw it all away for a moment of pleasure.” Crocodile brushed his hook against your cheek and you leaned into it.

“Only a moment?” you scoffed back, “And here I thought you were a man of action, my lord.” He narrowed his eyes at your, light flashing unnaturally in their depths as he leaned over to whisper against your ear again.

“If you really are so eager for me, leave your window open tomorrow night.” You laughed, turning your head to kiss his cheek.

“Like naughty schoolchildren, my lord?” The smile Crocodile gave you, despite all his pretty words, promised something dark and dangerous.

“Oh, I’m so much worse than a randy young man could ever be.” You tipped your head up to smile at him.

“I’m looking forward to it.” Crocodile briefly softened then, brushing his thumb over your cheek and giving you a chaste kiss.

“I would never disappoint a lady.”

Naturally, you parted ways after that, barring the few moments you both took to set things in order. And you feigned a fever the next day, choosing instead to set out two glasses and a bottle of wine after the sun slipped over the horizon. As tempting as it was to dress up, you decided that there was no point in wasting any makeup or time prettying up your hair. Nor was there any need for a fancy dress.

Windows wide open to the night air, doors locked and staff dismissed clear across the estate, you poured yourself a glass. Your white nightgown was barely enough to stave off the chill in the air. The sheer white thigh high socks a last-minute addition once you realized it was only getting colder. And then you waited.

But not for long.

The sound was soft. Like satin brushing against your skin as a breeze swept through your room. The windows softly locking shut. Startled, you turned to find Crocodile there, elegantly dressed as always. Silently, you offered him a glass.

“How kind of you, but I’m afraid I desire something with more body.” Crocodile stalked across the room and tipped your chin back, “Are you sure you want this, my lady?” Crocodile asked.

Instead of replying, you set down your glass and pulled him close, licking his lips as he groaned in surprise.

“I thought you were a man of action?” You taunted him.

Crocodile was briefly shocked before he grinned, scooping you up into his arms and tossing you onto the bed. He parted his lips wide, showing off his teeth—so sharp in the light you gasped.

“Some would say that it’s debatable I’m a man at all.” Crocodile purred, “But if you’re still unafraid, you have my word that tonight will take your breath away.”

He deliberately hovered over you, bracing his hook on your bed as his hand squeezed your waist. You didn’t bother thinking too deeply on the matter. Questions could come later. You wanted him now.

You shoved your thigh against his burning erection.

“Feels like a man to me, Earl.” You breathed, “But maybe I need a closer inspection?” Crocodile allowed a satisfied grin to overtake his features as he roughly shoved off his clothes.

“Perhaps you do.” Crocodile declared, removing his buckle and releasing his cock. Proudly, he stepped back and grasped it in his hand. “Kneel. You wanted to inspect it, did you not?” Breathlessly, you slid off your bed to your knees. His dick inches from your face. You slipped your tongue over the weeping head and he groaned, hips thrusting forward instinctively.

“Certainly seem to taste like a man.” You whispered, slowly allowing the head to slide between your lips. His hand rested on your hair in a firm grip, pulling you in close.

“Hn. Better be sure. That’s it. Take it in deep.” Crocodile groaned, thrusting his hips forward to shove his cock down your throat. You swallowed hard, Crocodile snarling as he yanked your hair. “Hardly a lady right now, are you? Taking my cock so well, are you a whore? Certainly my whore now, aren’t you?” Crocodile growled, fucking your mouth in shallow motions. His dick made your jaw ache, the hot length thick and hard on your tongue. Long enough to dip down the back of your throat. Cold metal hooked around the back of your neck and forced you to bury your nose in his crotch.

A very unlady-like moan vibrated his cock, another stifled snarl slipping past his lips. Suddenly, he yanked your head off of him.

“If you want my seed, you have to earn it, my lady. Get on the bed. It’s time for your own inspection.” Crocodile demanded, “Do you taste like a lady?”

You scrambled back on the bed as he laughed at your eagerness. Teasingly, Crocodile ensure you laid down flat by running his hook up your body, the sharp tip brushing over your clothed thigh and breasts until he caught the collar. Then, with a harsh jerk, he cut it clean in half. You gasped, attempting not to arch your spine for his roaming hand as he cradled your breast. Pinching the delicate skin with a pleased hum.

Crocodile licked up your belly and nipped the underside of your breast, pressing his tongue hard into your skin until he found your nipple. Curling around the stiff peak, playing with your body, Crocodile suddenly opened his mouth wide and bit down. Fangs sinking in deep as you attempted to scream, the sound cut by his hand grasping your throat. It felt like fire spread through your veins as you shuddered, gasping for air as he sucked in greedily.

Drinking your blood like the finest wine. After only a few moments, Crocodile drew back with a bone-deep growl. His eyes were red, glowing in the subdued light of your room. Blood dripped down his lips as he licked them away. He ripped away the torn remnants of your nightgown.

“Mine. You taste like you’re mine.” Crocodile growled, launching forward to bully his tongue down your throat. He tasted like hot iron and desire as he ate away what little gasps of air you could manage. Your blood was still on fire as he shoved his hand between your soaked lips, teasing your clit as you squirmed. His fingers slipped down lower with ease, sliding into your cunt and spreading your body wide as you keened brokenly. Body quivering as the fire burned hotter.

Despite the absence of his hand on your throat, you found it no easier to breath as moans and pathetic whines slipped onto his tongue. And he ate them all down eagerly, even as you drenched his hand. He shoved your thighs apart as he slid down your body, pausing to lap at the beads of blood that dripped down your breast before kissing your exposed cunt. Licking up your slick mess as eagerly as he drank from you. And when your pussy was clean, he turned his head, brushing down the lacy top of your thigh-high sock and bit into the silky skin freshly exposed, finally allowing you to scream breathlessly as more fire was added to your body.

This time he didn’t drink so heavily, merely sipping from your quivering thigh, choosing instead to smear it up to your cunt to mix the liquids together. The moan that slipped from his lips was sadistic and hedonistic. Pleased and eager as he lapped at the growing pool of bloodied cream. Over the wet smacks you could hear a distinctly damp rhythm further down. What sounded like Crocodile angrily fisting his cock to your taste as you came again with a broken cry.

Snarling, Crocodile flipped your body over, shoving your thighs apart and ass up.

“P-P-Please, O-Oh! I-I want you so bad—my lord please g-give me your cock I’m burning alive—take me! T-Take me-Oh~!” You keened as Crocodile loomed over your body, cock burning against your dripping cunt. He slammed into your ass, hook slipping around your throat and pulling your head back. Crocodile sneered down at you as he fucked you, panting and snarling as you cried. “C-Cro—hng~!” He deliberately pressed his hook against your throat, cutting you off.

“I never said you could have the honor of using my name, slut.” Crocodile snapped his hips furiously, splitting open your sopping wet cunt mercilessly, “It’s lord to you. Not that titles matters when your moaning like a whore. My whore that likes it when I squeeze your throat, don’t you? Go on. Answer me, my lady.” His hook left only to be replaced by his firm hand.

You gasped and moaned for air between his thick cock breaking your body and his harsh grip around your throat.

“Y-Yeee—ahn-hngh~ mmmmm—aaahh-hah-oh! Oh~!” You jerked as his cock brushed over a sensitive spot again. Crocodile laughed harshly, finally letting go of your throat as your orgasm rushed through your body, soaking his thighs. “YES! AH-hah-Oh! Oh! M-My lo—aaa-hah~!—Lord! Mmmmm-my lord—yes, please! Please, harder—Yes! Yes! Y-Yess—oh!” Crocodile’s grip on your hip was bruising as he drove his cock into your body harder. Just as you asked.

“W-What a polite lady I have the pleasure of having tonight. So pretty on my cock. My wanton little whore~” Crocodile cooed, still fucking you hard. “What a waste of a cute little cunt—empty until I came along. Aren’t you thankful for your lord? Providing you with everything you could never have before?” You nodded, drunk as another orgasm built up in your body. Blood burning bright still.

“Y-Yes, I-I’m so grateful to y-y-OooooH~!” You threw your head back with a sharp moan, “M-My lord—Please! Please give it to me—I-I’m still burning up I need more~!” You keened attempting to bury your head into the mattress.

Swiftly, Crocodile slammed into your cunt. Arms winding under your thighs as he picked you up against his chest. His hand fixed back around your throat like it belonged there. He squeezed as you cried out at how deeply his cock rested in your body, your moan turning into a strained gurgle as he bounced you on his length.

“You’ve hardly earned that, lovely. Only ladies get what they want. Whores make do.” Crocodile squeezed hard as he thrust up into your body ruthlessly. Using you for his pleasure. “Feel that? Not me fucking your pretty pussy—that fire? It won’t stop until I say so. Because this body? Mine. These lips? Mine. This tight cunt? Mine. And you have to earn it. Batting your eyelashes won’t get you anywhere with me. Beg.”

Like a fucking monster, Crocodile squeezed your throat harder. Cutting off any attempt at communicating before you could start. You could only weakly moan and bear down on his cock as he fucked you stupid. Hoping that he would take mercy eventually. He couldn’t go forever, could he? You jerked uselessly in his hold as you squirted. Every orgasm hitting you harder as he kept your from even screaming.

Anytime he slowed down he started to ease up on your throat, tempting you to speak. And you barely managed to let his title slip before he rammed his cock into your body and squeezed you again. And again. Dragging you over the edge repeatedly as you lost all sense of time. There was only the ever intensifying burning fire in your blood as you creamed.

Finally, you’re cock-addled brain had a different idea.

“B-Bite me! Bite me!” You yelped just as his grasp tightened. He faltered, his thick cock throbbing hard in your walls.

“What did you say?” Crocodile snarled into your hair, releasing your throat.

“Bite me. T-Take everything—I want it so bad. Your fangs-your cock—I-I’m yours, right? Then bite me.” You begged breathlessly, gasping for air while you still could. You screamed when his cock was ripped from your overstimulated body. Your knees shoved onto his shoulder as he hovered over you with a manic grin.

“I will.” Crocodile dipped his head down as you exposed as much skin as possible. Slamming his cock into you as his fangs pierced your flesh. Hard and faster than humanly possible, your lord railed into you. Your cunt slapping against his thighs with harsh, wet slaps.

Crocodile raced against your beating heart, attempting to drain you dry before you came again on his cock. Drinking down your blood with a heady moan as you screamed, jerking under his body as he slammed into you. Thrusting softly as hot, thick cum filled your abused cunt. Cooling the fire as he groaned into your neck. Panting, you weakly pet his hair. Eyes sliding shut as he slipped his tongue over your pulse with a groan.

Birdsong and a burning fire in your stomach greeted you. The curtains were drawn tight, only the barest streams of daylight visible. Something hot and slick slipped into your cunt as you moaned softly. Weak and dizzy, you could only roll your hips into the sensation. Firm lips pressing into your clit as thick fingers crooked into the walls of your pussy. Your orgasm swept by gently, but you got the distinct impression you fainted for a moment.

When you opened your eyes properly, you nuzzling into a firm, bare chest. Head tucked on a muscular bicep as someone stroked your hair. The scent of a cigar was thick in the air, along with sex and blood.

“Go back to sleep, little lady. I’ve sent for a hearty breakfast—you’ll need every drop you can get.” Crocodile groaned low in his chest, “You taste fucking divine.” You curled your fist against his chest and hummed. Pausing at the unfamiliar weight of metal on your ring finger.

“Hm? Wha—hng—what’s this, my lord?” You asked, pulled back slightly to take a look. It was a gold wedding band with delicate carvings along the side and studded with red gemstones. A large diamond on the top the obvious centerpiece.

“I know I fucked you hard, little lady, but I know you know what a wedding ring is.” Crocodile laughed, exhaling smoke before removing the cigar from between his lips. He pressed a kiss to your temple. “You’re mine, remember? We’ve eloped. How scandalous of us, huh? Papers already all in order. We can throw a big to-do about it later if you’d like. Might make you work for that though… hmm… then again, fucking you against a pulpit before our wedding sounds nice. A vampire and his pretty, innocent bride, bent over in a wedding dress…” You laughed softly.

“Not sure I’d be considered very innocent now.” You admitted, pressing a kiss to his chest. “…Vampire?” You asked, causing Crocodile to scoff.

“Of course! What kind of a weirdo do you take me for? Or did you think I was a kinky fucker that liked blood?” You peaked up at him from under your lashes with a sly smile.

“I distinctly remember you finally cumming inside me only after sinking your teeth into my neck, my lord.” You nipped his chest, “So I’m pretty sure you’re a kinky fuck regardless of your mortality.”

Crocodile gave a sharp bark of laughter, yanking your head back and sneering around the bud of a cigar.

“Yer a sassy little fucker, ain’t ‘cha? I’d fuck it out of ya, but I don’t think you’d be conscious for most of it righ’ now.” Crocodile said from around his cigar, speech muddled somewhat.

“You can try. What’s mine is yours, after all.” You taunted. “I don’t think I imagined you drinking from my cunt earlier this morning either.” Crocodile snorted.

“Damage control. My spit makes pretty little ladies like you heal faster.”

“Oh, so does that mean you’ll have to give me more bruises later?” You blinked innocently. Crocodile snarled softly, but his eyes were bright with promise.

“You know what? I think I just might.”

#spooktober #one piece #one piece smut #crocodile one piece #kinktober #vampire au #undeniable debauchery of the monarchy system of titles #my smartass way of saying I'm probably wrong about title usage and I'm sorry #I don't actually like using the word 'seed' tbh but it fits better with the overall theme #and the emphasis on inheritance #not sure if he can even have kids tbh but there are expectations #Crocodile did have all that set up in advance btw #he seems like a man that knows what he wants and how to get it #it's almost romantic if he didn't wreck reader's shit and make her anemic in the process #look i'm almost through with the smut requests just hold on okay #I'm starting to detect a smut style and the implications are unnerving

[kestrel2001]

Unpredictable Sky | THOR

Summary: Unexpected events turn your night into an adventure when the God of Thunder makes an epic apparition in front of your eyes, finding him in need of help makes you forget about your problems for a while.

Pairing: Thor x Gn reader (they/ them pronouns)

Warnings// Substance abuse (Alcohol, other substances may be implied, not mentioned ). Wounded character. ( Blood, mentions of blood) Language? Suggestive if you squint.

Let me know if I missed anything 

Word count: 6k and I cut so much lol

( I’m sorry, but I promise hope it’s worth it!!!)

AN: Apart from this, I’ll just say I’ve never been drunk (I think) Also this whole situation is really fun and cute so I hope you like it :) btw this is my first time publishing a fic ever!

Tags <3 @tonyee​ @dilfsarebetterthanyou​ @cristinatheloser​

You braced your arms around your knees, trying to find some comfort in the night sky as you dried your tears with your sleeve, the cold grass felt refreshing against your bare feet, especially after running almost five blocks fearing someone was following you (the creeps at the club definitely seemed of that kind). You let out a soft sob before drying your face once again, you tried to calm down and enjoy the view in front of you, the flowers contrasted with the trees nearby, and the lake at the distance reflected the perfect midnight sky like you’ve never seen it before, stars were shining bright and the moon had enchanted your eyes.

It had been a rough night, you lost count of the drinks you had and other stuff you took, certainly not your best moment but you were proud that you got out of that place on your own, leaving your so-called friends behind, on the other hand, now that you were completely alone, you wished someone had come and saved you, saved you from your decisions, soon enough you realized no one would and no one could, apart from you.

You took a last glance at the sky, taking in every detail making sure you would remember it for many years to come, thinking that at least something good came out of that trip. With a groan you grabbed your shoes and stood up, ready to go back and find somewhere to stay, and hopefully avoid your friends. As you took your first step you felt the earth shake beneath you, along with a roar that resembled that of a thunder. Almost too scared to look you turned around slowly watching a thin layer of smoke starting to dissipate just some meters away from you, a mysterious figure emerged from it

“I didn’t mean to scare you” A deep voice traveled weakly through the dust.

“Wh-“ You cleared your throat before speaking again, wishing that would get rid of the fear as well “What did you mean to do, then?” you gave a step forward.

“Not fall?” The only thing you heard after that was a grunt and a loud thud.

You walked cautiously towards the figure, furrowing your eyebrows as you leaned down to have a better look, finding a blond man with his face pressed against the grass and his hand holding his side and resting not too far away from him laid his hammer, you recognized him easily after that, although he was wearing a different armor and he had shorter hair now. You didn’t think twice before helping him get up, you reached out to him using all of your strength, while he thanked you and apologized multiple times, it was surreal to see him rely only on your help.

“I’m sorry to ruin your evening” He grabbed onto your shoulder and tried his best not to fall again, he then opened his free hand and the hammer flew towards it.

“It was already ruined, don’t worry” You replied jokingly hoping he would relax a bit, after all, he was the one that just fell from the sky, he chuckled and held his hammer close to him, and the both of you began walking, your body reminded you that you were still tipsy, so you both looked like two idiots stumbling around, he was injured and you were drunk, the best combo. You managed to walk up to a tree and rested there. “What happened to you? Should I call someone? Who should I call?” you searched for your phone in your pocket and when you checked it, it was dead. 

Either way, Thor shook his head at your suggestion, without a warning he took off his upper armor and you looked away, mainly out of respect but also not wanting to see his injury, you heard his breathing getting faster, the tearing of his cape and a few other sounds you would rather forget. 

“I got into a little bit of trouble,” he sighed as he put his armor back on “but I think I’ll survive, I just needed you to rescue me” You huffed and turned around to face him again “All good now” Thor reassured you with a weak smile

“Are you sure?” you looked at him worried and wiped a bit of blood off your hands, your clothes have already been ruined either way.

“I’ll be fine, don’t need to worry, how about you?” He asked as he inspected what was left of his cape. “Because if you are cold I can offer you this, which was left untouched by blood and stuff” As he spoke he slowly realized what an odd suggestion that was, but you were immediately thankful for it, you were freezing and you had left your jacket back at your car.

“Thank you, that’s very kind of you” you wrapped the fabric around your shoulders and he looked at you as if he was waiting for an answer to his previous question, you wiped your eyes out of reflex and held onto the cape a little tighter. “I’m good. We should walk back to town, if you don’t feel too good when we get there, we’ll try to find a doctor, someone must know the anatomy of a God, right?” you nervously smiled, hoping there was.

“I don’t think so” you frowned “I mean we can try looking” He laughed shortly as the following made you smile again “And, you are right let’s go back to wherever you are staying- I mean, I’ll walk you there” He explained himself, but you were to out of it to assume he meant something else. 

“Sure! I don’t exactly have a place to stay yet though” The both of you held onto one another as you zigzagged your way back to town, luckily without any accidents apart from stumbling and almost hitting fences or road signs that crossed your path. “There it is! the motel I was telling you about! Thank god we didn’t get lost” you said as you crossed the street, a blue neon sign shined just a couple of meters away.

“You're welcome” He answered with a silly grin on his face and you looked at him unamused.

“That was terrible” you said laughing and he looked down defeated and didn’t notice the pole he was about to hit. 

You pulled his arm abruptly in an attempt to save him as if you guys weren’t close before, you started to feel conscious about it, he placed his hand on top of yours and you felt your cheeks burn.

“I already lost count of how many times you’ve saved me today” He let out the cutest giggle, and you felt your eyes turning into hearts. No, no, no, it’s the booze. Thor tried to fix his posture once he noticed he was leaning a little too much on you but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

“Don’t worry we just need to get to my car”  You caught him struggling to keep his eyes open.

“So, how’s your car?” He asked out of the blue as you got closer to the club where you had left your friends, the music grew louder with every step you took.

“It’s white and it has some stickers on the back, not too big…One of the stickers it’s a thunderbolt!” You remembered raising your brows.

“Really?” Thor asked with a smile “We’ll just have to check every car for that sticker then!” 

“Let’s hope I can recognize it before choosing that option” You teased and fixed the cape around your shoulders, taking another glance at him “We are close I think” you tried reassuring him, he nodded and passed a hand through his face.

“I’m good, I’m aaaall good”

“I’ll believe that” you giggled nervously and finally laid eyes on your car on the other side of the small parking lot. “That’s the one” you pointed at it so Thor could see it. Finally, a light of hope, your charger, your clothes, and most importantly your wallet were there. You looked down fearing that another strike of bad luck had hit you during your runaway and that you may have dropped your keys, you checked your pockets and sighed in relief when you felt them, everything was going according to plan.

“Who are those people around it?” Fuck.

“Damn it!” You pulled Thor once again, hiding behind a parked truck, he mouthed a silent ‘ouch’ and you gave him an apologetic look. “They are one of the reasons why I ended up out there where I found you” you peeked carefully watching how everyone was looking for you, Thor and you crouched the moment one of them turned around, covering your mouths to avoid laughing.

“You want me to scare them?” Thor asked playfully as if the whole situation had given him energy.

“No, no, I think,” you let your head fall back dramatically, “I think I should go talk with them and send them to hell, but you stay here” You brushed the hair out of your face gathering courage to walk up to them.

“Come on, I may be injured but I can still give them a good scare” He tried to convince you with a mischievous smile.

“I’m not letting you do that, it’s not worth it” You sighed “and you are looking rather adorable” Your eyes widened as you spoke without thinking. He looks at you slack-jawed, quickly breaking into a laugh.

“I’ve never been more disrespected” Thor faked being offended and then carefully peeked in direction of your car.

“Listen” you tried to focus again “I’ll go there, I’ll get my things and distract them while you wait here, if they see you they’ll probably ask you a million questions, like if you can spin your hammer and take pictures with them” 

“They sound nice” Thor shifted in his place to look at you “What happened? What did they do to you?”

“It’s kind of what they didn’t do as well” you took a deep breath “Our designated driver got drunk and he was supposed to drive my car, so of course, I asked him to give me back my keys, everyone got mad at me saying that I was a killjoy and that I was being irresponsible because I was drunk too,” Thor looked confused and you continued “they probably thought I would drive around like crazy or something, we were all being idiots I’m not gonna lie. I sat alone at the bar and two guys came up to me, I immediately knew they didn’t have good intentions, they started being disgusting overall, I tried to call for my friends when I saw them and they straight up ignored me, if I was feeling bad before then I felt worst, the alcohol didn’t help and the weird guys surely didn’t care that I was uncomfortable, I somehow got out of there and took off running as fast as I could, not wanting to see the end of it”

“Why were you with them in the first place?” He asked genuinely curious but couldn’t hide the fact that the whole story made him upset.

“I met them quite recently, I just got a new job in a new city and I wanted to be easygoing for a change, I didn’t want to be alone, I thought they were good…” You were too embarrassed to admit all of this, you thought you were lucky for finding a group of people that accepted you so fast, and you didn’t want to burst your bubble with negative thoughts, but after all that had happened you wish you had.

Thor clenched his jaw, just the thought of you ending in a much worse situation only because your friends were being petty made his blood boil. He looked in direction of your car, watching your friends disgusted. As adorable as it was to see him scrunching his nose, you wanted to do something to distract him from it, you didn’t think it would bug him so much. 

 “How would you scare them if I had said yes?” you asked with a playful tone and his expression softened.

“Mm, I would make my eyes glow, a thunder here and there” 

“That sounds cool” you teased him “not so scary” 

“Well, do you want them to collapse?” A grin appeared on his face as he looked at you but it disappeared the second he turned to the front and noticed your friends were gone. “Wait where are-” he didn’t finish his sentence before grabbing your hand and your waist, pulling you to the side of the truck, after that, you heard sloppy steps behind you, you covered your mouth and grabbed onto his shoulder. He looked at you doubting if he made the right choice and you gave him a thumbs up, he had to gather all his willpower not to let out the noisiest laugh alerting everyone of your location, he still held onto you waiting for them to go away, you could feel his breath hitting your temple, the warmth of his body making the awkward position somewhat comfortable.

Thor softened his grip on your skin and guided you to the front as your friends got to the back, you couldn’t get a grasp of what they were saying but you were positive they were way drunker than you and figured they didn’t notice a thing. 

The both of you saw how they were all heading back to the club, “Really?” Thor whispered in disbelief and you squeezed his hand.

“They’re probably very worried about me” You joked and Thor shook his head. “I guess it’s my fault for trusting them so easily, but I’m done feeling sorry for myself” you smiled at him and walked to your car.

“Hey, it’s not your fault. People are unpredictable, and not only on this planet,” Thor mentioned “but in a way, now I’m trusting you, how you trusted them,” You glanced at him, thinking the situations were completely different but you let him finish “I have a feeling I’m not going to regret meeting you even in the slightest” his words were genuine and you felt your throat burning. “if they were the ones that found me I would probably still be laying in the grass, and you should trust what I say, I’ve met a lot of people” His words carried a lot of meaning. Yes, you had crossed paths with a selfish group but it didn’t mean everyone you’ll meet would be like that, even after all you went through, you were still willing to help someone you just met.

“Thank you, Thor” your voice was barely a whisper as you wrapped your arms around him, he hugged you back and gently stroked your back.

“You’re better off without them” He spoke softly “You’ll find better friends, like me for example” You pulled away from him with a grin.

“You think so?” You opened the door of your car and he stood in his place.

“Well yeah, what do you mean?” You laughed at his answer “Can’t I be your friend?”

“I didn’t mean to offend you” You said playfully while you changed into a more comfortable pair of shoes “But, here on earth you’re supposed to know your friend’s names” 

Thor raised his finger and stopped midway quickly realizing your point. “I am so sorry” He walked up to you seeming flustered  “I have no excuse for my behavior”

“You don’t” You laughed as you gathered your bag and two water bottles from the trunk. 

He chuckled “But now that no one is around and I bet we are feeling a bit better, would you tell me your name, please?” you looked at him amused when his formal dialect came through.

You handed him one of the bottles “My name is y/n,” he accepted the water and carefully fixed his cape around your shoulders “Pleased to meet you” 

“The pleasure is all mine” He winked at you and you pressed your lips into a thin line. “You have everything now?” You wondered how could he be so charming and caring at the same time, you blinked realizing you were staring at him, and thought of your answer.

“Oh yeah, are you ok to keep going though? Don’t you need some more time to rest?” 

“Don’t worry, I can feel I’m already healing”

“Ok” you nodded as if that was a normal sentence, he offered you his arm. “Thanks, I mean” you took his arm “You still need my help?”

“Not really, but why change things now?” He shrugged and you weren’t about to argue with that, you smiled and made your way back to the motel, relieved to finally have a place to rest. The lady at the desk greeted you and you approached her, reaching for your wallet.

“We’ll take a room for two,” you gave her your card and your ID as you spoke, thinking it would be that easy “Uh, two singles” you tried to make yourself clear, and the lady gave you a troubled look.

“I’m afraid we don’t have anything like that available at the moment” 

“Ow, are you sure? I didn’t exactly want to sleep in my car” Your voice fell on the last part, brushing away your facade of a responsible adult, without taking into account Thor’s cape.

“We do have something available” Her eyes widened and Thor intervened

“We can take two separate rooms if that makes you comfortable. I’ll repay you, I promise” He didn’t want to cause you any more problems and he was aware that that option would be the most reasonable, even if he wanted to spend more time with you he didn’t want to overstep.

“Sir, you’ll see” The lady turned to Thor this time “It’s a busy day for us, and although the only room I can offer you is very good” she grabbed the room key card and motioned the both of you to follow her to the suite. When you arrived she didn’t have to say anything else, you frowned thinking it had to be some kind of joke, either that or it was an elaborate dream that your mind had created.

Thor stepped inside the suite and you followed him mindlessly “It only has one bed” He stated the obvious and the lady let out a giggle, you wondered around and opened the door you hoped would lead to another room but it was just the bathroom. The suite had an elegant and cozy feeling to it, it had a small living area with two barrel chairs and a coffee table that pointed to the tv.

“I could maybe call around to other places for you and see if anything it’s available, but the closest one is thirty minutes away by car” The lady suggested after a moment of silence. 

“Ok, why don’t you stay here? You need to rest and I’m already feeling better, you literally just came from a battle, I can go find somewhere else, I promise it’s fi-”

“What?” Thor said in a high-pitched voice that made you huff “I’m not doing that, if you go I’ll go, and we’ll find something else, no, actually you should stay here” The lady stood in silence enjoying the fun interchange between you two

“I don’t want to sound too blunt but, you both look quite…Tired” Thor fixed his hair as if that would brush away the fact that he was covered in blood and dirt, and you didn't even want to glance at your reflection in the mirror nearby. “How about you guys take a moment to rest here and I’ll call around to see if there’s anything available?” You clearly needed a break, you shared a look with Thor and you immediately thought it was enough adventures for the day.

“I think we’ll just take this room.” You said quietly, with a hint of doubt in your voice.

“Yeah” Thor agreed, nodding slowly

“Excellent!” The lady handed you the keycard eagerly “Let me know if you need anything, have a nice stay!” the both of you laughed when she left, she certainly had her fun witnessing the situation. You let yourself fall into one of the chairs and for a minute you thought you wouldn’t have the energy to get back up.

“I’m surprised she didn’t ask us more questions, given how we look” You turned to him and he instantly regretted his words “I mean I’m not saying that you look bad, I’m saying we are covered in blood!” You knew you were looking questionable, his expression of relief was precious the moment he heard you laugh. 

“I have a feeling she has seen some stuff” You joked and he sat beside you “I’m sure this isn’t the end of the world, we’ll manage, right?” you looked at him hoping you were both on the same page.

“Of course not we’ll be fine”

“You’re lucky that I decided to be the mom friend” Thor stood in front of you, freshly out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist, your eyes wandered to where his wound was before, there was barely any scratch now, only an amazing set of abs, you looked back to his face without being too obvious and he glanced at you with a playful smile.

“You are amazing” He winked at you, again. He closed the door again. You could tell you wouldn’t survive a third wink so he better not. 

You paced around the room nervously while he changed, everything was just then dawning on you, you dried your hair as you looked over to the chair where you rested before, would it be that bad to sleep there? you figured it wouldn’t, but the moment you sat on the king-sized bed that thought seemed ridiculous, you laid down and curled into a ball enjoying the feeling of the soft covers against your skin, then you stretched as much as you could, knowing that even like that you wouldn’t reach the edge, your heart skipped a beat when you heard Thor calling your name. “Hm?��� You hardly let out as you sat like a decent person, still out of your sight he spoke again.

“I’m turning off the lights” He mumbled childishly 

“What?” You let out laughing “Why?” you heard the switch click and the only light left in the room was the one coming from the blue neon sign outside

“Now close your eyes”

“Are you still naked?” You asked half joking half serious. “Did you wear the clothes I gave you?”

“No!” He huffed “I mean yeah, I’m not naked” he took a deep breath, he was going through it.

“Is it that bad?” You asked cautiously and he let out a stifled laugh, your lips pursed up slightly at the sound.

“Listen,” he began as he slowly took a step into your field of view” I’m not criticizing your clothes at all, just so we are clear, I think the strawberries on the t-shirt look phenomenal” Your eyes widened when you saw him standing timid in front of you, the t-shirt hugged his figure tightly and the shorts were, a little too short. The fact that he seemed so much more confident when he was only wearing a towel was hilarious to you. He grabbed his cape and covered himself with it. “Perfect”

You giggled and patted the spot beside you “I’m sorry”

“How could you have known? Plus the material is very soft” He shook his head and sat beside you “I hope I’m looking better next time I see you” he tossed the cape around his neck as if it was a scarf.

“You look great, what do you mean?” You chuckled “Why don’t you get under the covers?” you played around with your hands and you felt his eyes on you.

“Are we going to share the bed? I was just thinking I could sleep on the chair” he shrugged 

“Yeah, I thought I could sleep on the chair as well-“ 

“What? No, that’s ridiculous-” you interrupted each other. 

“Either of us sleeping on the chair would be ridiculous” You stated raising your eyebrows.

“You’re right” He sighed with a smile “Are you sure?”

“I am” You insisted, Thor laid down and you copied him

“This is really nice” He turned to face you resting his head on his arm “Didn’t realize how tired I was, this is comfortable” he closed his eyes “I could fall asleep at any second” he muttered with a side smile.

“You’ll get cold”

“I have the cape, you will get cold” Thor joked and opened his eyes again, to help you get under the covers with him, he gave you all the space you needed, even more than that, so much you feared he would eventually fall off the bed. After a few minutes, Thor whispered your name in case you were already asleep. 

“Yeah?” you whispered too.

“Thank you, I didn’t know today would end like this but you made it so much better, I owe you a lot after tonight”

“You don’t owe me anything” you smiled at him and he looked at you delighted.

“Yes, I do, you went above and beyond”

“If you say so then I must thank you too, you helped me with my former friends back there” he chuckled and you continued “Maybe we won’t be able to see how much we helped each other tonight”

“That’s a shame” he said faking sadness and you nodded playing along.

“It truly is” You closed your eyes while getting comfortable to sleep.

“Good night y/n” He whispered as he did the same

“Good night, Thor”

Any other day the warm feeling of the sun hitting your face would’ve been nice, but the sudden pounding of your head as you moved around didn’t allow you to enjoy it, you covered your eyes with your hand and sat down on the bed, trying to move slowly fearing you would worsen your headache, you found an empty space beside you as you adjusted to the light. “I didn’t dream last night did I?” you questioned yourself for a minute but realized it was nonsense once you heard the doorknob turning.

Thor entered with some bags in his hand “Good day!” He spoke loudly and immediately regretted it.

“I just woke up” you warned him and ran your fingers through your hair, not really caring how you looked, just wanting the pain to stop.

“Ok, so I woke up feeling hungry so I got us some breakfast” he spoke quietly this time but with the same excitement. “I supposed you’d like waffles and they recommended me the tea instead of coffee, so I got tea” You stood up and thought if he used his smile privilege to get food, if he did, you didn’t mind at all, it smelled good.

“That’s very nice of you” Still squinting your eyes you made your way to the window as he continued talking.

“It was the least I could do” Thor finished setting up everything on the coffee table, you noticed he was wearing his pants again but he was still wearing your strawberry t-shirt, you felt another twinge on your head.

“How did you sleep?” you thought making conversation would help distract you from the pain, you closed one of the curtains and Thor helped you with the other one, meeting in the middle.

“I slept great. Not a fan of the sun?” He tilted his head realizing you weren’t feeling as good as him. 

“Not right now,” You sighed and sat on a chair “I have a horrible headache, but as you said last night ‘I’ll survive’” you made your voice deeper trying to imitate him and he let out a little wheeze as he handed you the food, helping you reach everything so you wouldn’t have to move so much. 

“I said that? Embarrassing” You hit him lightly on his arm and the both of you laughed but even laughing hurt, you raised your hands to your face instinctively after feeling the sharp pain. He looked at you with a worried expression and placed a hand on your knee “Are you sure you don’t want anything? A medication or something, I’ll take you to the hospital-“ he started rambling and you stopped him placing your hand on top of his.

“No, no,” you whispered “I’m sure the food will make me feel better” he handed you the tea, you took a sip and the flavor made you relax for a moment. “I’ll take a painkiller later, I don’t think it’s that serious”

“I’ll get it for you” Thor insisted as he stood up, you held tighter onto his hand when he took a step towards the door, avoiding that he went any further.

“Please, just stay here with me and let’s eat together” you slowly let go of his hand “I promise it’s not that bad” you furrowed your eyebrows as if you were begging him to stay.

“Okay.” He hesitated and sat back down, he could see you were unwell but he didn’t want to nag you, he ate in silence while keeping an eye on you. The curtains helped you lessen your discomfort but you could still feel your head throbbing, you crossed your legs and rubbed your temple, trying to hide the pain from Thor was useless. 

“Will you tell me where I can find the painkillers…?” He asked carefully, cleaning his hands with a napkin.

You could truly use one right now, you hummed trying to remember, and took another sip of your tea. “I’m pretty sure I had a bottle of Advil in the glove compartment of my car” 

“The one in the co-pilot seat?” 

“That one” you hissed and close your eyes at the pain, you hear him stand up and open the mini-fridge.

“I’ll go get them now” he handed you a cold bottle of water that you instantly pressed against your forehead.

“Ok” you nodded weakly, not wanting to argue this time. “My keys are next to the tv”

“Got them, I’ll be back soon, don’t worry.” He said as he opened the door.

“Thor?” You called out but he was already gone, you stood up clumsily and hit your shin with the coffee table, you cursed under your breath and walked to the bathroom. “It’s fine it’s not like I’ve never had a hangover before” you left the bottle of water next to the faucet and washed your face. 

After sprinting to your car, Thor began pushing all the buttons on your amazingly complicated car keys, he grunted while closing the trunk, before finally being able to unlock the doors and go inside. He checked the glove compartment and searched for the bottle of painkillers there, just when he found it, he saw your last night’s acquaintances gather around your car, ‘don’t they have anything better to do?’ he thought as he got out of your car, closing and locking the doors. 

All of them started to ask dumb questions, and point their phones at him, when he declined to take pictures with them, they asked him why he was there. “I don’t have time for this” he rolled his eyes at them.

“Suddenly you don’t have time,” one said and Thor raised an eyebrow “Why are you snooping on our friend’s car, huh?”

“You guys are so thoughtful and caring,” Thor said sarcastically and held the painkillers close to his heart. “If you call yourself good friends, you would let me go” They stood around him blocking his path.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” someone asked.“What the hell is he wearing?” another whispered.

“Do you even know where they are? No. But I do-” Thor started and was interrupted by one of the guys trying to open the door of your car. “Hey, hey, hey, what do you think you are doing?”

“I traveled with them in this car, I think I left my bag in there” he tried to look inside and Thor pushed him away gently yet firmly.

“You’ll have to wait, unfortunately,” the guy looked at him annoyed. “What? You could be lying” Thor scowled starting to lose his patience.

“You could be lying as well!” the guy bit back and everyone started shouting and asking the same questions he had already answered, they kept slowing him off and obstructing his way, Thor had had enough of them and started to get mad.

“I won’t say it again” Sparkles of lightning started to form around his hands taking over his arms, making all of them take a step back. “Get lost before you regret it” the clouds above darkened making his glowing eyes even more noticeable. They took off running, disappearing in mere seconds “I told y/n that would work” he sighed and rushed back to the motel, just in time, minutes before his arrival you could swear you would cry out of pain, you heard his voice coming from the hallway and you blinked away the tears.

“I’m here!” He searched for you, finding you sitting on the bathroom floor. He looked a bit shaken up but you were even more concerned when you saw the bottle in his hands, the bottle was deformed and slightly burned, he opened it and handed it to you along with the water you left on the sink.

You took the pill and gulped it down, of course, it wouldn’t be effective right away but you were glad that at least it was now on your system, Thor sat beside you and you let out a faint laugh after taking another sip of water. “What happened to this?” you raised the Advil bottle up to his eye level.

“What?” he lengthened the word pretending to be confused. “What do you mean, they’re not built like that?”

“I’m just glad the capsules didn’t get messed up” you replied with a giggle. 

“Let’s just say I had a little one-on-seven confrontation with your friends, I could’ve come back faster but they were …holding me back”

“You didn’t” you widened your eyes.

He tried putting the cap back on the bottle with no luck “I did” he chuckled “they probably have a video of the whole thing” he joked.

“I doubt they’ll let me see it” you whined covering your face.

“You should’ve let me do it yesterday.” He remarked, and his laughter filled the room.

“Fine, you were right” you sighed dramatically. His laughing stopped as he turned to face you.

“Are you feeling a bit better now?” Thor tilted his head, trying to get a better look at you “You are looking better.” He smiled cheekily and you felt your face burning.

“Gee, thanks” You joked, happy to make him laugh again, you wouldn’t get tired of the sound any time soon.

“You know what I mean” 

“I’m feeling better, thanks to you, so I guess we are even now” You implied looking at his eyes.

“Mm, I don’t think so,” He looked away from you “I think that I still owe you breakfast, one you get to finish without any pain”

You looked at him oblivious “My headache wasn’t your fault” you tapped his hand and he faced you again, shifting in his place.

“Then, do I have to find another excuse to ask you out on a date?”  He said lacking his usual tone of confidence. You let your jaw slightly fall before being able to process what he had just said, you thought all the little gestures towards you were exactly what he said, a way to repay you, or him just being extremely kind and sweet. 

“You won’t have to, I would love to go out with you” A shy smile formed on your lips while you looked at your hand on top of his.

#Thor fluff #thor wip #thor odinson #thor imagine #thor ragnarok #Thor fic #Thof x reader #Thor #thor four more thor #marvel imagines #Marvel fanfiction #Fanfiction #Fyp #Marvel x reader #Fluff #Marvel fluff #thor fanfic #one bed trope

[tentatechnologies]

i don’t normally do this type of post, i never have reason to, but i wanted to write down or go relatively in-depth with the process of that last piece so i can hopefully replicate the results (or if anyone was curious). and also because i think the initial sketch is hilarious:

before i put a cut on this monstrosity of a post, these are the lines and flats; there were a few details that got lost under the shading so now you can see the gradients on her tentacles, etc.

now let’s get crack a lackin’

composition-wise i had a vague idea that i wanted both her hands in the shot, a prominent feature of her smile, and the lettering in the bottom left-hand corner; of which the hardest part was placing both her hands until i had the idea of her leaning against her shoulder.

since i swapped to csp from sai, my sketches have gotten looser and simpler in style, which isn’t a bad thing but wasn’t what i wanted out of this pic. i especially wanted to evoke the way i used to draw marlo’s teeth and did my best to replicate the brush i used to sketch in sai, and then i drew the rest of the owl. (and refined the text.)

(on god, there are no layers in-between these two.)

i did not have to line this from here but i wanted to, so i did. i think that took the bulk of the time spent on this... somewhere around 7 to 9 hours?

i wasn’t thinking about line-weight all that much, really, apart from mimicking the heavier and thicker areas of the sketch—normally i would have a light-source in mind already, and thin the lines which would be under direct light and thicken the ones in the shadows, but i really didn’t think i was gonna render this yet. for as long as it takes lineart is the least-complicated step so... that’s that.

for clarity, i won’t include this version in the process, but for all my artfight attacks thus far i’ve duplicated the lineart layer and used some effect to add some soft red rim to it all. in this instance the duplicated layer is a soft vivid red on color burn and blurred a little; the main lineart is on hard light so it can show against the darker colors.

the flats have a few things going on; they’re a mix of my own color choices (for example, her main skin tone is the same color i used to sketch) and eyedropped, which i don’t normally do but you just can’t get better than dolly’s native colors imo. instead, the skin colors from her ref made up the highlights and flush points. i was gonna do the same thing on her tentacles but gave up because i couldn’t figure it out LOL. most everything was magic wand’d for ease of selection, though i like to color by hand.

oooookay, so now we get into shading. i wasn’t planning on doing anything extra beyond nab a few extra points with a rough excuse for ‘fully shaded’, but i started screwing around with layer modes and, well, that was all she wrote.

first step: saturated teal on 100% multiply. (i think it was a color i eyedropped from one of splatoon’s assets for my last zine piece, actually.) i blocked it in chunks and refined it with the g-pen and eraser, celshading everything like i normally do, and then stumbled face-first into blending instead. clip’s default gouache blender for that, at various sizes depending how broad or subtle i wanted the blend. i sort of kept the shadows crisp near where they were cast (i.e. her arm against her tentacle) and faded on wider planes like her arms & chest but mostly i did whatever i liked.

duplicated the layer and set it on top, a bright red on 100% saturation. i use the HSV sliders the most and the red was, itself, 100 saturation. i wanted extra vibrancy without having to literally paint with more saturated colors and this was the best solution i could come up with.

now the light source; a linear burn layer on 23% opacity, a rich gold color (i think one of the ones i’ve used for ness’ ink at some point); cool shadows mean a warm light source. normally i would magic wand the celshading and invert selection, but since i’d already painted everything, i ... did the same and expanded the selection significantly, overlapping with the saturation layer/‘subsurface scattering’, and softened the edges down. not recommended, will make sure to think ahead next time lmao.

now we start to get complicated and i started throwing things to find if they stick. this one’s a soft light layer with pink and blue airbushed on; the pink to add further vibrancy and depth to her skin, accentuate the flush points from above, and create color variation and vibrancy in her tentacles. the blue got used for a rough approximation of bounce light and to create a bit more depth in the shadows. i wasn’t super precise with the placement, but it isn’t obvious either way.

the top is a very pale tan on soft light, there’s not a lot to this; it’s very broad highlights and i just kinda did whatever in terms of the shapes.

the bottom is the addition of another vivid light layer, a similar if not the same pale tan airbrushed over and around the broader gloss. i layered it heavier where that gloss was more pronounced, especially closest to the light source, but bled it out farther to create the illusion of... i don’t know if you would call it refraction or subsurface scattering again, but some extra depth. there’s also a few speckles to dampen the impact of the shine on her nose and lips & accentuate the shine of her teeth.

and that’s all of it! i made this whole thing up as i went along but i am Definitely gonna attempt recreating and refining it. if you read this far, thank you so much, i am handing you a plate of homemade sugar cookies

#art ref #<for my sake #thou art mine

[kurepritchard38]

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[hoodmygind82]

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[monsterlibrarian]

Title: What the Hell Did I Just Read

Author: David Wong

Genres: fiction, scifi, horror, fantasy (?)

Source: district library

Rating: ⚡️ ⚡️ ⚡️

Comments: first of all, there's gonna be swearing in this one. this book thrives on fucked-up-ness and there isn't any better way to phrase that. that's probably true for the previous two in the series but i read those before i started writing about books here so it's a schrodinger's adjective situation. this book is NOT good for my mental health, but it's very human and makes me feel seen in a very "sometimes things are shit, people are shit, and circumstances are shit and it's messy" way. i've actually been sitting on writing the rest of this one for a little over a month now while i waited for life things to stabilize. i think this book (and probably the rest of the series too, if i remember right) does a good job of showing the side of disability and illness that makes things harder, that isn't fair, and that isn't a magical inspirational superpower. sometimes things are just bad and it's no one's fault but they aren't gonna get better. sometimes you just aren't strong enough and sometimes it gets worse. it's a very real side to things that i haven't seen presented or explored anywhere else as bluntly as this. it's valuable and i think it's my favorite part of these books. it's also very heavy and can be difficult to connect to in a healthy way. it's rough! i'm actually going to do something that hopefully isn't too confusing and say that no, i don't recommend reading this book, but i still found it important (or as important as you're willing to call a book that says screaming clown dicks multiple times). i don't think my experience with it would be universal and i think horror is a dicey genre to recommend in the best of circumstances. i haven't even mentioned the actual main horror premise of shapeshifting world ending mind altering flesh eating memory changing impersonator creatures here yet which has its own onion layers of warnings i could give. honestly, be your own judge, do your own research, and stay safe and healthy about it. i'd like to come back to this one (and the rest of the series) eventually and actually get into analyzing some of the horror parts because they're compelling in their own right and are appropriately connected to the disability themes, but we'll see where my own life goes and decide how doable that is.

[benalove]

Things to consider before waxing and polishing a car

Want to protect your car by giving crystal clear shining? Have a look at the guide you need to follow before you go for polishing or waxing your car.

All of us know that no one likes to sit in a car that is dirty by the interior and exterior. Basically, a car with rough and faded paint is not something attractive. People who are sensitive always want to keep their cars clean and shiny all the time. Now in case your car lost its shine and has minor scratches, you need to wax or polish it. Some of you are already looking forward to waxing or polishing your car but don’t know how to?

Basically, it's all about tips and instructions that you have to keep in mind because almost all of us usually know the procedure but don’t know pro tips. No need to worry, we’ll go through all do’s and don’ts that we have to keep in mind for a professional car waxing or polishing in case needed. Let’s have a look at all the important things we need to know before waxing and polishing your car.

Important Things to Know Before Waxing and Polishing your Car 1- Difference Between Car Wax and Car Polish

First thing is that people even don’t know the main difference between car polish and wax, they consider both as one thing. Wax is supposed to remove minor scratches and bring shine to your car’s paintwork whereas we apply polish to remove paint defects and restore paint’s look. Wax is something that lasts for round about 3 to 4 months depending on the car wax brand. On the other hand, car polish is supposed to protect your car for years. You can’t polish your car every 3 months because polish provides protection for a minimum 1 year period.

2- Use a Balanced Amount

The use of heavy wax amount doesn’t guarantee perfect car detailing, the same case with car polish. You can use paste wax, liquid, or spray wax that depends on your own preferences but applying an even amount of wax or polish is necessary. The reason for not suggesting a heavy amount of wax and polish is that it might rip off your car’s paintwork. Remember that heavy wax or polish coating can damage the car’s paintwork especially when it's an old car.

3- Wash a Car Before polishing

It is recommended to wash your car before you polish a car. Polish is supposed to remove all stubborn and dirty marks off your car’s surface so it is better to prepare that surface before applying polish. In order to wash your car, you can use any best car wash soap but don’t use any detergent soap on a car because it damages your car’s paint a lot.

4- Remove Scratches before Waxing

As we stated above, the wax is something that provides your car protection and shiny luster. Car wax also protects your car from harmful UV rays along with complete paint seal protection. You must remove minor scratches and dust off your car’s surface because all marks will be sealed under wax coating and this will not look good at all. So, remove all stains and scratches off your car before applying wax.

5- Polish Before Waxing

In case you want to polish and wax your car, do polish first. Car polish is supposed to remove defects of paint and restore its look by removing a thin layer of the paint. Polishing a car helps in restoring paint shine in case paint got faded by sun rays or debris. Now why polish a car before waxing? As we discussed above, wax brings that seal protection to our car so you must polish first to restore paint shine and then lock paint surface by applying wax.

Hopefully, going through the whole guide will help you waxing and polishing your car like a pro without damaging your car’s paint. See, it wasn’t that much difficult, all you have to do is to keep all instructions, do’s, and don’ts in your mind. All of these auto detailing tips do matter a lot because you can't compromise when it comes to your car.

#waxing cars #polishing cars #cars care #cars business #today i learned

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Advice To Make Dealing With Beauty Simple

Welcome to the world of beauty! It is a very big world, complete with all kinds of tools, accessories, and so much more. The fact that beauty is a very personal thing, can make it seem a bit impossible to find what will work for you. The tips below can help give you some suggestions. Wear moisturizers or highlighters that have gold or pink undertones if you want to rejuvenate dull skin. Apply the highlighter with a makeup sponge, dabbing it on your brows and fleshy part of your cheeks for a dewy look. Be careful not to over apply the product, as this will make your face look unnaturally shiny. Before putting on your favorite sandals for the summer season, take the time to moisturize your feet using Vaseline. Before bed, slather your feet with a thick layer of Vaseline and cover them with an old pair of socks. As you sleep, the Vaseline will penetrate thick, calloused skin, helping to eliminate cracks and dryness. The next morning when you remove the socks, your feet will be soft and supple so you can wear your favorite sandals with pride. If you have very narrow eyes, you can create the illusion that they are more widely opened by first using an eyelash curler to curl your top lashes. Apply a dark brown mascara to the middle lashes, then tilt the wand diagonally and apply the mascara to the outer lashes. Use a misting spray to set makeup. After you are finished fully making up your face, lightly mist yourself with a sprayer. This will set your makeup, keeping it in place longer before requiring you to touch it up. This is perfect for long nights out or events such as weddings. Using a fake tanning lotion can make your skin appear more beautiful without getting any of the harmful rays from sunbathing or tanning. Make sure to shave or wax any hair that you don't want on your body before applying any type of tanning lotion at least 24 hours ahead of time. Eye puffiness is easily attended to by placing a piece of thinly sliced potato over the puffy area of your eyes. You should let it sit for at least ten minutes. Besides potato slices, a teaspoon that has chilled in the freezer for a while, slices of cucumber and teabags also do the trick. This eliminates the puffy look and helps you looked more alert and revived in no time. For those days when you have skimped on sleep the previous night and it shows in your eyes, skip lining or applying mascara to your lower lash line. Put the focus on your lids and upper lashes, and you are less likely to accentuate dark circles, making you look even more tired. It is imperative that you work at having good posture, clothes, skin and stay fit when trying to enhance your appearance. Improving each of these things will assist you in improving both your inward and outward beauty. You've heard it's important to exfoliate, but you don't need to spend a lot of money on expensive loofah bath mitts or scrubs. Any drugstore, grocery store, or dollar store sells inexpensive kitchen sponge/scrubbers (where the rough side is green and the sponge side is yellow). These sponges work great for body exfoliation - but please don't use the green side on your face. Beauty is in the details, so you may have to spend a little bit of time on the small things that are often overlooked. This could mean using a good exfoliant in the shower or learning the correct way to shave your face or your legs. These small things add up to a much better you. To keep from getting eye bags, drink plenty of water before you go to bed. One of the leading causes of eyebags is dehydration during the night. If you still have eyebags when you wake up, rest cold, caffeinated teabags on your eyes for about 10 minutes. This will nourish your eyes and make the bags disappear. In the world of beauty, there are many techniques that you have at your disposal to better your appearance. The world of beauty has a little something for everyone, but what works for one person may not for another. Hopefully, Med Spa Bloomfield Hills have given you a starting point for your own beauty regimen.

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Advice To Make Dealing With Beauty Simple

Welcome to the world of beauty! It is a very big world, complete with all kinds of tools, accessories, and so much more. The fact that beauty is a very personal thing, can make it seem a bit impossible to find what will work for you. The tips below can help give you some suggestions. Wear moisturizers or highlighters that have gold or pink undertones if you want to rejuvenate dull skin. Apply the highlighter with a makeup sponge, dabbing it on your brows and fleshy part of your cheeks for a dewy look. Be careful not to over apply the product, as this will make your face look unnaturally shiny. Before putting on your favorite sandals for the summer season, take the time to moisturize your feet using Vaseline. Before bed, slather your feet with a thick layer of Vaseline and cover them with an old pair of socks. As you sleep, the Vaseline will penetrate thick, calloused skin, helping to eliminate cracks and dryness. The next morning when you remove the socks, your feet will be soft and supple so you can wear your favorite sandals with pride. If you have very narrow eyes, you can create the illusion that they are more widely opened by first using an eyelash curler to curl your top lashes. Apply a dark brown mascara to the middle lashes, then tilt the wand diagonally and apply the mascara to the outer lashes. Use a misting spray to set makeup. After Podologia Ribeirão Preto are finished fully making up your face, lightly mist yourself with a sprayer. This will set your makeup, keeping it in place longer before requiring you to touch it up. This is perfect for long nights out or events such as weddings. Using a fake tanning lotion can make your skin appear more beautiful without getting any of the harmful rays from sunbathing or tanning. Make sure to shave or wax any hair that you don't want on your body before applying any type of tanning lotion at least 24 hours ahead of time. Eye puffiness is easily attended to by placing a piece of thinly sliced potato over the puffy area of your eyes. You should let it sit for at least ten minutes. Besides potato slices, a teaspoon that has chilled in the freezer for a while, slices of cucumber and teabags also do the trick. This eliminates the puffy look and helps you looked more alert and revived in no time. For those days when you have skimped on sleep the previous night and it shows in your eyes, skip lining or applying mascara to your lower lash line. Put the focus on your lids and upper lashes, and you are less likely to accentuate dark circles, making you look even more tired. It is imperative that you work at having good posture, clothes, skin and stay fit when trying to enhance your appearance. Improving each of these things will assist you in improving both your inward and outward beauty. You've heard it's important to exfoliate, but you don't need to spend a lot of money on expensive loofah bath mitts or scrubs. Any drugstore, grocery store, or dollar store sells inexpensive kitchen sponge/scrubbers (where the rough side is green and the sponge side is yellow). These sponges work great for body exfoliation - but please don't use the green side on your face. Beauty is in the details, so you may have to spend a little bit of time on the small things that are often overlooked. This could mean using a good exfoliant in the shower or learning the correct way to shave your face or your legs. These small things add up to a much better you. To keep from getting eye bags, drink plenty of water before you go to bed. One of the leading causes of eyebags is dehydration during the night. If you still have eyebags when you wake up, rest cold, caffeinated teabags on your eyes for about 10 minutes. This will nourish your eyes and make the bags disappear. In the world of beauty, there are many techniques that you have at your disposal to better your appearance. The world of beauty has a little something for everyone, but what works for one person may not for another. Hopefully, these tips have given you a starting point for your own beauty regimen.

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* W ee K S e V é N *

A bit of experimenting this week. I bought a few canvases so I can delve into experimenting with colour. I don’t expect anything successful to eventuate from these but that’s not the point, I just want to do some trial and error to get out of sticky feelings. 

Begin Experiments: 

I started with line work to find a flow to the piece. Just focused on moving the direction around but also having a focal point (the face). I implemented some stippling to add depth and then when I was kinda happy with the look of the composition I started using colours from various pencils and pens I have laying around. 

Sort of messy at the moment but that’s okay. It’s just a test. I don’t know how to find connections with colours so I’m just blindly throwing them on at this early stage and then I’ll see where it’ll take me. I need to get more comfortable with layering and not setting ideas in stone too quickly or else I’ll just be putting energy into something that I don’t connect with. Art can be so mirky and strange - hopefully with more and more experience I’ll be able to navigate it a bit better. 

Another experiment was a bit more rough. I didn’t enjoy the texture of the canvas so much so a lot of frustration is evident in the work. I’m trying to get somewhere too quickly and I’m not focusing on the experiment. The idea behind it is symbiosis. Looking for a connection in another and what that unity would feel like. I 

The main point of these exercises was to familiarise myself with colours again. I need to get out of destructive head spaces of overthinking before trialing, and just keep making pieces - and then if I’m not happy with how something is turning out to know I can just layer paint over the top of what I’ve done. It is important to be introspective but not if I’m going to be stuck in a loop. Lets use art to get out of that. 

Inspiration: 

Moving away from reading about philosophy and psychology and having a break from that this week to just fall into some fantasy. I started the 3rd book in the Gormenghast trilogy. The first are very big influences on my art for its strange poetic storytelling and dark and fascinating realm. It’s taken me a while to get into Titus Alone because Mervyn Peake died during writing the draft so it’s not completed vision. Still it’s beautifully written and still very immersive (which is all I crave at the moment). 

Artist Research:

Kay Sage.

Kay Sage’s surrealist landscapes depict a world devoid of sentient life. What are these spaces that have no one to move around in? Of course it’s near impossible to take the anthropocene out of art, instead Sage gives us a glimpse into the imagery of that world. Objects flow on their own accord, they have no reason or purpose for their placement. Sage thinks of this space as a psychological landscape, a place where her mind can flow without needing to associate with the human condition. Kay uses symbolism in her work, such as the recurring egg motif, to suggest other ways of living, to remind the viewer that our system of life is just one of many possible. This work is so inviting for me to reassess the potential for what the landscape of art can be. It doesn’t have to have a conventional structure, but should be exploring potential ways of depicting new systems. 

Moving on to next week: 

Next week we’ll be in the gallery putting up work, so I thought I’d make something new for it. This piece is called “Surrender to Future” and is an exploration on how to be in a vulnerable state. It feels like dismantling your body parts and swimming in dangerous unknown waters, but I feel an equal light that presents itself to counter that new uncertainty. Staying in that state has always been a challenge for me, I fall back on past addictions that give me quick satisfaction and I always regret it because I know there’s no continuity there. I hope to be brave enough to live in this state of surrender but it’s going to take work. 

Reflection: 

I’ve learnt this week that I need to be a lot kinder to myself while experimenting. I’m not sure why this is a constant battle. Everything I make I have a sick need to look perfect and I forget the emotional connection. This just goes in loops and loops, but I’m trying to slowly find my way out of it. I am picking up clues that are directing me in potentially new directions, especially this feeling of lightness that is helping me be more prolific with my work.